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Subject: {ASSM} Witchfire (2/4,FF,Sexfight,Fantasy)
Date: Tue, 11 Apr 2000 21:10:18 -0400
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Witchfire (Part Two)
Under the wavering light of the hovering fires,
Pandora and Hera started to circle one another. They
moved slowly, walking in a ragged oval pattern,
turning their heads to face each other. Their faces
were steady, and they gave nothing away.
Along the perimeter of the circle, the members of the
covens arranged themselves. Robes were loosened and
sandals removed. They shifted slightly in position.
Some of the witches were astride their brooms, and
floated in lazy patterns as they watched the scene
below. The hard wooden handles of the brooms made a
pleasant pressure against their crotches.
Pandora started to crouch a bit, shifting her weight
to the balls of her bare feet. Her breasts bobbed a
bit as she moved in her little circle, her dark eyes
fixed on Hera.
Hera matched her opponent's posture, her own heavy
breasts moving from side to side, the pale pink
nipples becoming stiff. There was an agreeable itch
in her nether regions. She slipped a finger down to
the pale white curls over her pudenda and slipped her
finger along her labia. She drew it away with a soft
coating of shiny wetness.
Both women stopped. They were less than a yard apart.
Hera could see that Pandora's dark puffy nipples were
erect. She licked her lips at the sight of them.
This would not be the first time they met in an erotic
encounter.
Like all witches, Pandora and Hera were polysexual.
Sex, species, age - it didn't matter. They had many
times enjoyed the other's taste in their
apprenticeship. They had lustily shared the favors of
wizards, and employed magic to fuck and be fucked by
faeries, elves, and even the occasional unsuspecting
human. They were each skilled in the art of love.
But this time would be different. They would try to
induce orgasmic transport in the other, do it so many
times that surrender would be the only option. And
the winner would gain a powerful wizard.
They watched each other. Hera said, "We have met
many times for love, dear cousin, and I know your
weaknesses. I know your nipples are exquisitely
sensitive, and I can tease them till you cry out. I
know the shape and curve of your sex, and will defeat
it."
Pandora shook her head, her black hair twisting.
"Yes, darling cousin, we have met many times, and I
know you as well. I've tasted your juices and your
desire, and I will make you scream the names of your
Mother."
Hera said, "Fool! You'll scream!" And she leapt at
Pandora.
Pandora met her attack with a twisting motion to her
left. Hera's hip struck Pandora's buttocks a glancing
blow and both women fell to the ground.
Pandora turned to her right and grabbed Hera around
the waist. She encircled the white-haired witch's
hips with her arms and pulled down. Hera hit the
ground, her posterior striking the grass. The impact
opened her legs slightly.
That was Pandora's opening. She took one hand and
spread Hera's legs apart. Hera tried to resist, but
Pandora's determined strength slowly prevailed. Hera
grunted as Pandora swung her legs around in attempt to
straddle her.
Hera brought her hand up to Pandora's small breasts
and started to rub and squeeze them. As Pandora
settled her crotch against Hera's, the witches started
a battle of endurance.
Pandora started to rub her pussy against Hera's, her
weight almost fully on Hera's pelvis. She bent
forward slightly and closed her eyes. The slick fluid
started to issue from both of their vaginas,
lubricating the swelling lips and leaking from their
joined mounds.
Hera closed her eyes. She knew that the tribadistic
fucking would affect Pandora as well. She continued
her manipulation of Pandora's breasts. It was firm,
but not a mauling. She rubbed her thumbs around the
dark, thick nipples, enjoying how they stiffened under
her sensual assault. The dark-haired witch's breasts
were very sensitive and soon Pandora was closing her
eyes and starting to moan.
But it worked both ways. As Pandora swiveled her
hips, grinding her wet cunt into Hera's, she brought
her hands down onto Hera's large, heavy breasts. She
dug her fingers into the flesh and teased the pink
nipples into full erection. Hera's breasts may not
have been as sensitive as Pandora's, but they were
hardly numb.
The witches in the covens watched raptly. Some
started to move their hands beneath their robes, and
tease their breasts. As the sexual battle unfolded,
they caught the empathic waves from Pandora and Hera,
and it was an effective aphrodisiac.
The witch's erotic clash continued. Pandora's upper
body was undulating, and Hera's hands followed,
caressing the breasts and pulling at the rigid
nipples. Pandora's hands were grasping handfuls of
Hera's globes, kneading and rubbing, the breast meat
distended and revealing a faint tracery of blue veins.
Hera knew the first orgasm was only moments away. The
question of who it would happen to first was open.
She felt the tension building in her body, the
delicious ache that must be relieved.
Pandora, astride her cousin, felt the need like a
balloon inflating, a balloon that must burst and
release her. She whimpered. Hera moaned.
They fucked. The heated wet mounds met in sweet
friction, and the witches felt the moment coming.
Hera cried, "Oh, Sweet Mother; it comes, it comes, oh,
let it...let it...let me...AHHHHHH!"
Pandora keened, "Ahhhhhh... oh, the fucking...the
waves...fire is coming...OHHHHHH!"
The first orgasm hit them both at the same time. Hera
and Pandora shouted to the stars and climaxed, jetting
streams of fluid from their contracting vaginas.
Pandora fell forward and her breasts met Hera's.
Their hips bucked against each other as the blissful
oscillations racked them, and Hera's mouth found
Pandora's for the first time since the sexual clash
began. Their heated lips and tongues touched, and
they found themselves in warm embrace as their orgasms
subsided.
As the sexual emanations rolled over the watchers,
they whispered in susurrations of approval. A few
took the opportunity to discard their robes and enjoy
the warm spring night in naked sensuality. Kisses
were exchanged.
Hera and Pandora rolled apart and rose to their feet.
This was only the beginning.
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