Awakening Pt. 03

A soft giggle echoed around my head. "Yes, you can. Sorcerers amass power. You gain more power by falling into your base desires. Lust is wanted by every magical being because they can stroke the sins of other. Someone who is Pride all you must do is stroke his ego while doing the deed. It's a give and give, and take and take, and cum and cum." She said, her voice laughing the whole time.

"The biggest thing is making sure our way of life isn't threatened. We stay hidden, any magical user who threatens that is dealt with." I blinked as he finished, nodding my head. It sounded like enforcers were just thugs, murdering thugs. He smiled at me again, and I latched on that smile. "Any questions...?"

I was currently trying to figure how to do what the omnibus said to do. Wasn't sure if I wanted to fuck this stranger, but the thought of gaining more power. The thought of having sex with an actual male was arousing. "Yes... Uhm... This might be, well, strange. But... I can feel your... your want." I said simply. The reaction was priceless. His eyes went wide, and his cheeks brightened to a type of red I've only seen on clothing. He was older than me, much older. Probably in his early or mid-forties. "I know a little... I know I can get stronger. I know how to make you stronger." Stroke his ego. "You are very strong..." I said, turning my voice husky, trying to imitate my sex goddess slave.

Apparently, it worked. That feeling I was growing used to spiked, and stayed. An invisible connection between us. My magic, a separate entity in itself, was reacting to it. Feeding off of it. And it felt good. An electric surge went from that feeling to my nethers. My cock - which I had still forgotten to put away - jumped at it. My pussy clenched against itself and grew wet. I smiled again.

Pushing off my chair I started moving towards him. Climbing over the old boring desk towards the man. "I love a big... Strong man..." I said softly. The urges from my omnibus to lie, to tell him what he wants to hear, humming softly in my head. "Let's give each other what we both want." I moaned to him. Our faces inches apart. He stared at me dumbfounded until something clicked inside his muscular head. He pushed his face forward, our lips pressing against each other hard.

It wasn't like kissing a woman, which I had been doing for almost two days straight now. A man's lips just weren't as soft. I'm not even sure if I enjoyed, the only thing I could feel was my magic feeding off his lust. That alone made me moan against his lips. I felt his arms underneath me, his large muscles gripping me tightly as he pulled at me, bringing me to straddle his lap.

He was hungry. I could feel it. The lack of anything sexual in some time. I knew it had been months since his last encounter. His large hands, pawing at my clothing, trying to grab at them made me laugh softly. "Allow me." I said, and with a thought my clothing was no more. Some guys like the tease, some guys just want to get into the action. This one was the latter of the two. He gasped at it, his lips finding my neck, his hands groping at my soft ass, pulling my cheeks apart in his groping.

I moaned. Before stopping. "Oh, shit." I said pushing him back and looking between my legs at my cock. "O-One second. Nee-Need to get rid of that." He looked confused before looking down. And he grinned.

"Keep it... I'm bi, kind of hot to see that over your tight little pussy." No more was the polite business man, the man wanting to teach a newcomer. Now was the hungry old pervert. That was much hotter. His lips found one of my nipples and he bit down hard, causing me to gasp and moan and push it harder against his face. I could feel his own erection straining the confines of his suit.

"Get that off... Let me see those big strong muscles." I moaned in his ear, grinding my wetness against him. He growled at that. Literally growled. Like a fucking animal. It was fucking sexy as hell. I felt his grip tighten on my round ass as he picked me up off him, sitting me atop his desk as he started to pull at his clothing.

I watched him with interest. Were his muscles as big as they seemed. I spread my legs, my hand going between them. He watched me with interest as I played with my meat-stick some. But that's not where his eyes traveled. He might be bi, but at the moment, he wanted a nice wet pussy. I could sense that too. So, my hand moved down, below my hard shaft, spreading my wet lips open for him to get a good look, a finger rubbing against my excited clit.

"Goddamn, lust-witch." He moaned out as he took his shirt off. His muscles had muscles. He struggled with his pants as he tried to do that and watch me. I brought one of my foot and pressed against his large arm.

"Amellia." I said, not liking 'lust-witch'. He grunted as he finally figured his belt. My feet rubbing over his arms, exploring his muscles. They were so hard. I've been with meat heads before, but he put them to shame. This sorcerer could bench-press me for days.

"Ricky." He said as he pulled his pants down. His deal, well, it wasn't impressive. When you have a magical cock, and have been fucked by an even more magical cock. It just didn't come to par. I was bigger than him. My nine inches compared to his six. But he was thick. It was like his dick lifted weights with the rest of him.

Leaning forward without preamble he pushed his face between my legs. Moving my hands to give him access, I felt his tongue against me. Pushing its way into my depths. I sighed pleasantly as my hands gripped my shaft. I found out Saturday, pleasure from both areas was fucking amazing. "Mmmn, Ricky, good." I said, remembering to stroke his ego while he worked.

It was good though, which only made it partly a lie. He wasn't masterful with his way around a cunt. But he had a general floorplan. I groaned again as my other hand went to grab him by his pony-tail, grinding myself against his playing tongue. Then I felt a finger slide into me, and I gasped again. His lips were on my clit, sucking and nibble on it, while his thick finger pushed hard inside of me.

"N-No more... Give it to me, strong-man." I moaned out, clenching my muscles tight around his probing finger. The sorcerer chuckled and brought himself out. This wasn't love making. There were no emotions to it. We weren't worried about making each other feel good - we were only worried about how we felt.

He aligned his thick member up against me, and pushed the entire six inches in. It wasn't as filling as my omnibus was or the toys Victoria had, but it was thick. Like the rest of him, it's muscles had muscles, and he used them. Forcing his shaft to twitch inside of me, making it vibrate almost. "F-Fuck yes." I moaned out. Normally I don't talk during sex, I make noises sure, but I find it weird to say things like that. But, my omnibus was still tutoring me. Urging me to stroke his ego. He's feeding me, I had to feed him.

"So, good... It's so fucking thick." I moaned out, my hands wrapping around his neck as he started moving. He pounded into me like a wild animal. Leaning his head forward to latch onto one of my breasts. I could feel my cock bouncing against my stomach before it was pressed between our two bodies. The talking worked, and he picked up his pace.

Remember when I mentioned we didn't care about each other's pleasure? He didn't. He was buried inside a young pussy, a young hungry pussy. All he cared about was feeding it. The man pounded himself into me, hurting slightly with the amount of force his body hit against mine. A part me was worried I'd be bruised, that the pain would outdo the pleasure. But as I felt him tighten up, and I felt his lust pouring into me like a fucking waterfall. I didn't care. He was close, so close, right on the edge. His will alone was keeping him from exploding inside of me. Wanting to have a few more seconds. And I fed off that, the lust filling into me, turning my own arousal on even more.

"Shit, here I cum!" He grunted out.

"Yes, give it to me. Give it to me all. I need it. Fill me with you." I moaned out loudly, my head going back as my orgasm - simultaneously with his - rocking through my body. I could feel his hot seed filling me up as my walls tightened around his thick meat. Milking his cock as he twitched inside of me.

"Oh fuck..." The sorcerer said as he wound himself down. I could feel him grow soft. Only then did I notice the warmth of my own seed on my stomach and the bottom of my breasts. Apparently, I can't orgasm with only one of my sexes. That's good to know. He fell back in his chair, still breathing hard.

I smiled down at him as my same garments from before covered my sweating skin. The thought was barely there before they formed. "Thank you so much, Ricky." I said leaning forward and kissing him on his lips. "Hope you don't mind if I come back again sometime?" I asked as I started walking out. "I'll come by to, ah, get more information?" He gave me a faint sound that sounded like an affirmative as I left.

Shit. What was I getting myself into now? Sex fueled me. And the magic inside of me was hungry for it. Sex with a stranger? Two days ago, I wouldn't have thought about it, not even in fantasy. Now? I'm looking at the passerby's wondering who else I could fuck.

A new life. I headed back to Victoria's room.