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Sex and the Magic Book

By Katie McN  <katie@katiemcn.com>


Note: Copyright 2001, Katie McN. I'll usually give posting
permission to anyone who asks. Just drop me a note.

My story is about a lesbian seduction with a lot of graphic
details. If that's not enough, it also contains mind control and
anything else I thought could fit into the story. You might
consider moving along if any of this could bother you.

This is a Hopper Swap story where Kelly Adams sent me two ideas
from her story writing hopper and I returned the favor. We each
picked one idea from the two lists and created a story. Kelly
posted her story to ASSM around the same time I did so you should
be able to find it there or on her website,
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Kelly/www/.

---

"I feel like a sperm receptacle," said Theresa and she stirred
the cream in her second cup of coffee. "Bill's been so busy at
work, he's given a new meaning to the phrase, 'Wam! Bam! Thank
you ma'am!'"

"Hey, this is the same stuff you were talking about last week."
Jane tried to hold back a smirk as she noticed the tell tale glow
on her friends face. It looked like something more than a quickie
happened before she arrived. "I thought you were going to throw
yourself into housework until he finished the big project?"

"Yah, that's what I said. I finished cleaning the whole house
from the basement to the attic and back again. I'm done with all
that now. I'm going to get a vibrator and quit wearing myself
out."

In college, the two women were known as the odd couple. Sally
often thought she would like to be cute and curvy like her blonde
friend. Theresa was a cheerleader while Sally had to settle for a
place on the girl's basketball team. Somehow they became friends
for life and now a days they hardly missed a week without getting
together for coffee after Bill and the kids were gone for the
day.

"What do you make of this? I found it in the attic and can't
remember seeing it before." The short woman handed her friend an
old leather bound book held together with metal filigree. It had
the faint smell of age and the look of ancient mystery.

"The title says it's a Magic Book, Reecie." Sally, paged through
the book until she noticed her friend stand and come around the
table. "It looks old, but who believes in magic?"

Theresa was still dressed in her robe and didn't seem to have
much of anything on underneath. Her full breasts and large
nipples were obvious through the thin material. The tall woman
shuddered as she felt a hand rest lightly on her back. She tried
to concentrate on the book and ignore the breast pressing against
her arm.

"Protection against vampires. Conjure up a demon. Well some of
this stuff looks pretty useless, Sally, but look at this one."

"Total control over any person isn't possible. You're being
silly."

"Come on, let's try it."

The two women laughed about the spell and how dumb it was for
anyone to believe in such things. Sally soon let herself get
talked into the experiment, just for fun.


"Listen to me and hear me well." Theresa turned the page of the
book and continued on in a dark and somber voice. "In the words
of the ancient masters, Ke'l arnet d' mufstu, I take your mind
for my own."

Sally listened as Reecie continued to chant in the language of
the past. She didn't understand the meaning of the words, but
could tell her friend was really trying to cast the spell.

"Sally, you are in my power. You'll do anything I tell you."

"Yes, I'm in your power."

"Stand on your chair and touch your nose." Sally did as she was
told and soon found herself standing on a chair next to the
kitchen table. She felt no unease.

"Now sit down again and forget everything that happened."


"This is silly, Reecie. You went through the whole spell and
nothing."

"You were in my power and climbed up on the chair. You touched
your nose."

Sally laughed at the blonde and told her she was wrong. "I never
left my chair, Reece. You're making all this up." In a few
minutes they decided to try it again.

"Okay, you don't believe I can control you, so if I can, you'll
do anything I say and not be mad at me?"

"Why would I get mad at you. Nothing is going to happen and you
know it."

" Ke'l arnet d' mufstu ..."


"Now I want you to do a table dance for me." The blonde moved
her chair to the middle of the kitchen floor. "I want you to do a
sexy table dance and take off all you clothes while your at it.
Do it real slow and very sensuously. Get me so hot you can seduce
me and I won't be able to stop you."

Sally stood behind her friend and rubbed her pear shaped breasts
against the back of the blonde girl's head. Her hands slide down
the front of the thin material covering the two large breasts
hidden inside of Theresa's robe. The tall woman let her two hands
weigh and measure the ripe tits waiting impatiently under the
smooth material. Two nipples struggled to break free of the satin
prison that held them captive while a sigh of anticipation snuck
out of Theresa's throat.

A wool blazer was thrown to the floor. One by one Sally undid the
covered buttons that closed her silk blouse. Her black push up
bra peeked out from her cleavage and then was more obvious as one
button after another was undone. Sally moved close to her friend
and slowly worked the blouse from the confines of her pants. She
nipped at her friends ear lobe and deposited her tongue in
Theresa's ear. She could tell from the reaction the effect was
more than interesting.

Sally stood back and let the blonde girl see the silk blouse slip
down her shoulders until it fluttered to the floor. The lacy
black bra gave Sally's breasts an interesting look and to make
sure her friend noticed, she pressed her tits into Theresa's
face. She moved her boobs back and forth so the blonde could feel
and smell them.

The tall woman turned her back on Theresa and unhooked the black
bra. She made sure her friend could see each slow movement and
finally let the bra hang free. She turned to face the woman in
the chair and used one finger to tease a bra strap off her
shoulder. She took more time with the other strap and watched as
Theresa seemed ready to tear the lacy garment away to get at the
treasures it covered.

"Do you want to see my tits? I can feel the hard nipples through
my bra. I bet you'd love to touch them."

"Show me. Show me, please."

With that, Sally let her bra fall to the floor and listened to
the moan coming from the girl in the chair.

"Would you like to touch them?" Sally didn't wait for an answer.
She took her friends hands and pressed them into her breasts and
rubbed them over her rock hard nipples.

Sally let Theresa continue playing with her tits as she bent
forward to give the seated girl a kiss. She buried her tongue in
the blonde's mouth and felt something waiting in the dark cavern
return her attack. A kiss. More touching, fondling, kissing,
excitement, heavy breathing and more, more, more.

The skirt was undone next and Sally slowly pulled it down past
her hips until it could drop to the floor. She stood in the
center of the room in nothing but her heels and black stay ups.

"Do you want to touch my pussy, Reecie? Here give me your
hand." Sally pushed the blonde girl's hand between her legs and
made sure she could feel her wet cunt.

She sat on Theresa's lap and covered her face and neck with tiny
ksses. Nibbles, nips, bites, kisses, touches, hold, feel and
lust, lust, lust. Sounds of passion and moans of desire. Smells
from two women trapped in their pleasure. Sally felt her secret
places attacked by sensations that lay hidden since the first day
she met her best friend many years ago. They were dormant and
just waiting for today.

"Please fuck me. Carry me into the bedroom and make love to me,
slow and sweet and exciting," Theresa said. "Do it now, Do it now
before I die."

Sally could feel the heat coming from the blonde girls body as
she picked her up and carried her toward the bedroom. They
stopped, once, twice, three times to kiss and hold each other.

The tall woman set her prize down in the middle of the room and
noticed the bed was still unmade. She could smell earlier lust
and felt it would add something special to her seduction.

Theresa stood with her arms at her sides as Sally slipped a
finger into the fastening that held the blonde's robe closed. A
pull, a tug and soon the garment opened to reveal two perfect
breasts and an already swollen pussy. Sally tore the robe from
her friend's body and stood back to enjoy the sight of her
nakedness. Their embrace became a kiss and then a fall as their
bodies bounced on the waiting bed.

"You're going to have to beg me, Reecie. If you want me to get
you off, you'll have to beg."

Sally started kissing her friends face. She nipped playfully at a
nose and used her teeth to tug at Theresa's ear lobe. She smelled
her friends hair and let her face luxuriate in the softness of
the long blonde tresses.

The tall woman blazed a trail of lust from Theresa's face to her
neck. Kisses and sucking and touching. Sally used her mouth to
tease her friends breasts. She circled the blonde girl's nipples
with her tongue and finally felt the hard digit pressed against
her tongue. Her mouth found the puffy areola. The large pink
circle was swollen and pushed out at least a half inch. It was a
playing field for Sally's mouth. The tiny soldier stood at
attention as the tall woman sucked and pulled. It was a switch
controlling the engine of sound hidden away in some deep part of
Theresa's body. Sally's hands played with the two large breasts
that seemed on display. Nothing less than a pleasure chest. Firm
and full. Perfectly shaped. Secrets so nice to see and feel.

Lower. Kissing and nipping and touching on a relentless track
toward her secret garden.

Sally reached the neatly trimmed public hair and used her teeth
to pull at the soft fur that signaled the start of Theresa's
pussy. The blonde already had her legs spread and it was easy for
the tall woman to drop her head between her legs. Sally let her
tongue touch the other woman's clit once and then moved off to
kiss her inner thighs. She rubbed her breasts on her friends
abdomen and let her hands slide up and down the smooth surface of
the legs spread wide before her.

"Please don't let me wait any longer, Sally. I can't take it. Do
me."

"Say it again, Reecie. Say it again."

"Do me. Please, do me."

The tall woman put her face on her friends cunt and buried her
tongue in her wetness. The taste of dessert before the meal. Her
finger slid delicately between the blonde's two butt cheeks.
Sally put a little pressure on the blonde's asshole, but only
enough to let her know she was there and not enough to go inside
before she sneaked away to find another toy. She came back when
the short woman wasn't paying attention and teased her again and
again.

The tall woman licked her friend's pussy and tasted the hot
juices flowing from her cunt. It was like having dessert before
the meal. Her lips kissed her friend's shaved pussy and felt the
heat from her swollen labia. She wanted all of her, everything
and even more.

Sally pulled her leg over the blonde girl's head. Theresa knew
what to do and grabbed her hips with both hands. The tall woman
felt a tongue force its way into her pussy. She could smell the
perfume of her own lust and taste the bouquet of her friend's
passion.

They melted together as one being and brought each other to some
new plane of existence. Touch, feel, kiss, hold, suck, probe,
heat, lust, passion, color, smell, more, more and more.

Sally felt her orgasm explode from somewhere deep inside her body
and she could hear her friend's scream as the blonde girl came to
the same place. Rolling waves of pleasure stormed the tall
woman's mind and she released herself to the feeling. Again,
again, again. It felt like it would never end until it finally
did and the two women found themselves in each other's arms.
Holding tenderly. Tiny kisses. Warmth and love.


The morning became the afternoon and love making was the way of
life. Sally lost track of how many times she came. She never
wanted to leave, but she knew she better before the children came
home.

"Come on Reecie, we better get up before we get into trouble.
Let's take a shower together and you can wash my back."


"You are still in my power, Sally. Once a week you'll come by in
the morning and make love to me until I'm completely satisfied."

"Yes, once a week I'll come to you."

"Now you better get going before the kids find you here."


Sally thought about the day. A day she wanted since college and
felt pleasure remind her body how nice it was to be with her best
friend. She wondered if her friend knew it was Sally who put the
book in the attic. It didn't matter any more. They were beyond
that now. They were lovers and that was magic enough.

The End


Katie McN <katie@katiemcn.com>

Drop me a line and let me know what you think about my story. I
love hearing from readers and try to answer every e mail.

You can read other stories by me at my personal website:

www.asstr-mirror.org\~katie_mcn\

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