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The Cauldron Bubbled
by Lord Malinov
<malinov@mindless.com>
~~~
The doorbell rang. I glanced toward the clock. Two hands
converged to mark midnight. A green-faced witch in a short black
skirt whisked away to answer the door.
A genie in the guise of a Persian princess batted her dark eyes
at me, taking advantage of the witch's absence to flirt with my
attention. A nearby bandit in a cowboy hat teased his revolver,
as though to remind me that he had could defend his pride. I
marked the swell of the genie's breasts, a surge of lust forcing
me to take my chances with the gunslinger.
"Good evening," a Rumanian Count intoned. A tall and silent
geisha bowed slightly.
"Howdy, partners," spoke the cowboy.
We sat surrounding a round oak table, six Halloween tricks tense
with hungry excitement. I struck a long match to start a small
fire. A gentle blue haze of sweet smoke wrapped loving arms
around us all, easing our tensions in a whisper of laughter. I
gazed at the witch; she smiled at me.
"I was at this big blowout Halloween party," said the genie, "and
I went upstairs to find a bathroom. I walked past a door, when I
heard something fall on the floor with a crash. The sound
startled me, you know, so I stopped. Through the door, I could
hear creaking and rustling and groans. I thought maybe someone
was hurt, so I reached for the knob. Just as I started to say
something, this voice started moaning, almost chanting in
rhythm. I pushed the door open slightly and peeked inside. She
was saying, 'fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME!' And he was."
"Did you join them?" asked the Count.
"No!" said the genie.
"Would have been fun," said the witch.
"No, but I left the door open and ran into the bathroom," said
the genie, blushing, "I could still hear them fucking. I
couldn't believe how excited I was. I started playing with
myself. A few minutes later, I was the one moaning. I came so
hard."
"Mama," said the cowboy.
"So, when I'm done, I open the door and this woman is there, the
girl I saw fucking, standing in the hallway, leaning against the
wall, just waiting. I was so embarrassed. Then she smiles at me,
licks her lips, and says 'fun party.' I couldn't believe it."
"What did she look like?" asked the Count.
"Big brown hair, I don't remember," said the genie. "But she had
an ass that looked like a big scoop of ice cream."
"Yum," said the cowboy.
"I love watching people fuck," I said
"And I like people watching me," said the witch, softly, almost
to herself.
The conversation fell off as fantastic visions seduced our
thoughts and soon the three ladies escaped to the next room to
change the music. I talked with my fellows about nothing
important before giggles of excitement in the other room caught
our attention. Curious, we peered around the corner.
The witch, the geisha and the genie danced together in the dim
light, strangely joyful as they cavorted in the shadows. The
visions of female forms in motion sufficed to capture our
interest, but then the Count spoke a low, "oh my." A moment
later, I saw what he saw; the thin geisha was kissing a thick
pink dildo as she danced. The genie giggled nervously, thick
strands of black hair coming loose to veil her dark eyes. The
big-breasted witch shook gleefully.
Taken by surprise, I felt stunned. I stood motionless,
breathless, charmed by this sudden eruption of possibilities.
The women seemed as though they couldn't help but move, paying
absolutely no attention to the Count, the cowboy or me as we
moved into the room.
Emboldened by the steady gaze of the Oriental girl, the blue-eyed
witch danced provocatively, using the thrust and sway of her
voluptuous curves to tempt and tease the quiet geisha's cock.
"Sweetness," muttered the cowboy.
The genie reached over to lift the witch's black skirt, revealing
bold flashes of the bright green panties hid beneath. The geisha
knelt down before the excited witch, their eyes locked in a fiery
stare. A pink tongue darted out to tease the rubber cock. The
genie shivered and laughed, holding the witch's skirt at her
waist. The thick dildo slid into the geisha's tiny mouth, slowly
descending until her ruby lips surrounded the furthest reaches of
the false dick.
"Do it," said the Count.
The witch said something that I couldn't hear. The shiny dildo
touched a crease in the sequined green cloth. The witch gasped
sharply. After a momentary shiver subsided, the witch began to
gently tease herself on the prick's round head. The genie
squeezed her titties hard and groaned.
"I don't believe this," the cowboy whispered.
"In-fucking-credible."
The witch suddenly lay herself down on the carpeted floor, and
raised her hips up high, tempting the geisha with a swaying field
of green. The genie giggled as she pushed her own pants down;
her pussy was shaved bare. The geisha writhed between the
witch's lean thighs until she caught several sequins with a bite
of her teeth.
"Yes," the Count said with a thick Rumanian accent, as he
unfastened his pants, unleashing a cock nearly as large as the
geisha's play toy. His dark stare darted from woman to woman as
his strong hands stroked his thick tool.
The genie danced thoughtlessly, nearly motionless as she watched
the women at her feet. The cowboy tugged loose the buttons
holding his fly. The genie rubbed her naked cunt, letting a thin
finger push her swollen lips apart. Jeans rustled to the
cowboy's ankles. The genie moaned with a giggle. The witch
noticed the Count's hard prick and groaned hungrily. The geisha
tugged at the sparkling green panties, drawing them down the
witch's white legs. The cowboy pulled his boots off and tossed
them aside with a clunk. The genie knelt above the witch's face,
still rubbing herself intensely. The Count moved behind the
geisha and lifted her robe to bare her narrow hips. The dildo
teased and the suddenly sank itself deep into the witch's pussy.
The cowboy stood to offer his cock to the genie. The witch
started to squeal when the genie covered her mouth with a cunt.
The geisha stroked the big pink dildo in and out of the witch
with a rhythm that grew harder and faster as the Count matched
each stroke with one of his own, his thick cock driving into the
geisha's pretty cunt. The genie devoured the cowboy's prick as
the witch's tongue lapped between her swollen pink lips. Flesh
met flesh in a churning sea of rolling motion; cocks and cunts,
lips and tits, cowboys and witches, genies and vampires, geishas
and ghosts, pirates, wolfmen, fucking and sucking and squealing
and laughing.
I rose, pleased with the vision I had conjured. The wizard waved
his wand.
The cauldron bubbled.
~~~
The Cauldron Bubbled
by Lord Malinov
<malinov@mindless.com>
<http://www.gslink.com/~dcain/xanadu/erotica/>
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