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BE WITCHED
This tale is pure fiction. The characters are based on real people, but the rest is total bunkum, but harmless bunkum that helped turn me on when younger and may inspire younger readers as well. Just after asking my wife to marry me one evening when we were on our own she said to me that before she could marry me there was a confession she had to make and that if I waited a few minutes all would be revealed. As I waited in the lounge if her parent ,s house in east London I wondered what secret she was about to reveal, but my patience was soon rewarded as she rejoined me now dressed in a intricately designed black silk gown with designs woven through it and carrying what looked to be a witches, wand. “Is That What I think it is!” I asked as I realised I could See through her gown and her naked beautiful body was all she wore beneath the silky garment, her dainty feet bare. “Yes. Any questions I,ll answer later. Joe. I thought it only fair as we,re engaged to be married that I,m a practising white Witch!” “What like Samantha in the tv show Bewitched(that was a very popular series at the time starring the late Elizabeth Montgomery as Samantha Stevens married to Richard York later Dick Sargent as battered husband Darren Stevens plagued by witchy mother in law Endora whose name escapes me just now. Endora kept trying to trap him into revealing he was cheating on Sam, but then most people have likely seen some of the shows as they get repeated a lot. “Unlike Samantha I,m unable to wiggle my nose or to nod my head like Jeannie,s Barbara Eden (I Dream Of Jeannie also popular then).”So I have to use a wand to cast spells, but it,s not just fairy tales, güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri Witches exist. Mum is one, Nan,s one and so am I.” She confessed. “You can cast spells and such?” “Yes up to a point.” “What do you mean by that?” “I can only practise White Magic and banned by the witche,s counsel from seeking riches or advancing myself using magic.” she explained. “Black Witches are very powerful advocates of evil and Satan worshippers which I could never do, but as a White witch I try to make things better for people like the women in my family have done for countless generations and were persecuted by ignorant religious zealots in the Middle Ages in Europe as you know my family has it,s roots in France.” “Show me some magic then.!” I challenged her. “ Hmm. Okay. So you want to play then take your clothes away.” she waved the wand and all my clothing and shoes vanished and I stood naked before her. “WOW! That,s impressive! Now what?” “I don,t need magic to do what I want to you now.” So saying she sankto her knees and pulled my stiffening click to her mouth to suck me off and when she sucked any cock she Always swallowed as she adored the taste of fresh semen and soon got her reward as she drained it all from my balls. “MMM Your cum is so tastey I Love it.” She licked her lips as she got back on her feet. “Can you do something sexy using your powers?” I asked. “Sure, but don,t suggest something unreasonable.” she warned. “Hmmm How about a proper stripper, a really raunchy one in a strip club with no holds barred?” I suggested. “Since you took my cherry last week you,re sex mad.” but she said itbwith a wry smile. güvenilir bahis şirketleri “Have a seat on the settee and see what happens!” So I sat down still on my birthday suit, cock now only semi erect while she waved her magic wand and began “So you want sexy games well that,s Okay with me and now off you go to a Strip Club with me!” Thevroom suddenly spun and in mere seconds I was sitting in a Night club with lots of people sitting around a Well spotlighted stage as topless waitresses wandered between tables delivering drinks and collecting empty glasses as men ogled their tits. Soft pop music played in the back ground as a very busty redhead approached my table and deposited a drink in front of me. “Thank You Miss.” As she walked past me I spanked her ample backside expecting her to slap my face in response, but she simply giggled and moved on to another table, her bikini bottoms sprevealing wisps of thick pubic hair over her fishnets and high heeled shoes. After taking s sip of a whiskey sour my favourite tipple a well dressed young man in a dinner suit came on stage, picked up the microphone from its stand and started his spiel “Good Evening Ladies and Gents. Maxims, presents a fine evening of entertainment and fun so let me not keep you in suspense by introducing your favourite young performer the highly talented Our own Sarah Howard.” Three spotlights now centred on a female form that walked on stage and of course it was my then young wife dressed in a fabulous evening gown of royal blue with gloves to match, dozens of sequins sparkling in the lights to add glamour, Sarah sporting her trademark blonde hair in the popular canlı bahis şirketleri beehive fashion, the gown cut low enough to reveal the large aureolas surrounding the big nipples of her breasts and a bit tight round her hips and ample bum, fishnets encasing her long dancers, legs and stilettos she normally Didn,t like to wear. Recorded music from “The Stripper” a popular pop song from the 1960s began to play on the sound system and as it did Sarah began to gyrate, bump and grind in time with the pounding drum beat, hips wriggling, tits swinging as she danced very suggestively. Her right glove was the first item discarded as she tossed it into the audience, the left glove soon followed. Next she unfastened the gown held in place by Velcro and let it fall to the floor now dressed in halter top, sparkly knickers and fishnets and shoes. Next off came her halter to reveal she wore nothing beneath, her large boobies on full show as they swung and swayed with her dancing movements which everyonevenjoyed very much, my cock showing no exception as it stood ready, presuming oozing from the knob. Next to go were her sparkly knickers and the only thing covering her fanny was a sparkly gee string now as the music began to near it,s conclusion. Sarah next kicked off her stilettos, then peeled off the gee string to expose her juicy cunt with its thick bush much darker than the blonde hair on her head. As the music died she started to finger her pussy as wild applause echoed through the club. Now she walked off the stage as the spotlights followed her and walked to me, then climbed on my cock and began to bounce up and down as the audience went mad.”This is embarrassing. Get rid of the audience or I,ll stop fucking you!” I threatened. This time shevsimply clapped her hands and we were all alone fucking on her parent,s settee, her witches gown folded neatly over a chair. Sarah being a white witch really spiced up.our love life, but it Wasn,t all plain sailing. TBC

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