A Heated Discussion

"Janet," Mike began, "That wasn't what..."

"That was fucking amazing!" she whispered excitedly, staring down at the book with wide eyes.

"Er, yeah. That's what I meant." Mike recovered.

Janet crossed and uncrossed her legs as she read the words on the page. "How can you read any of this? All of these words are in some weird language and they keep moving around."

Mike had been staring down at Janet as she still squirmed slightly, still seemingly recovering from whatever it was the book had been doing. "Hmm?" he questioned, looking down at the book and seeing the glowing words still in perfect English. "Looks normal to me." he muttered.

Suddenly looking up from the book, she sized Mike up and down and chewed on her lip. "Follow me." she suddenly declared, grabbing the book and walking around behind the desk, towards the back storage.

How did she do that? Mike had tried to move that book not five minutes ago, and it seemed to weigh more than a car! Shaking his head, he quickly followed after her to the back. When they entered the storage area, Janet shut the door behind them and locked it. Tossing the book to the side on an empty desk she pushed Mike suddenly against the old Brick wall. "So you think you can just discover magic and use it to get in my pants?" she questioned haughtily.

What the fuck? "I didn't think..." Mike looked at her face and noticed a smile playing at his friends lips. "I mean yeah, I did." he smiled stupidly. Glancing over her shoulder, he noticed the book had landed open on the same page as before, glowing letters and all.

"And you think that's gonna work?" she asked, stepping up to him.

To answer, Mike grabbed her waist and pulled her close, leaning in to plant his lips on her. She returned the gesture, and for a moment they stood locked together aggressively trading making out. When she pulled back, Mike's blood was boiling, and he could feel his dick beginning to swell. She looked up at him with a smile, and in that moment a command for the book formed in his head. A purple light quickly darted out for them, and Janet gasped with a tiny jump as her dress suddenly whipped off her legs and flew across the room to land at the foot of the table the book sat upon.

"You...you..." was all she managed to get out before they returned to kissing, Janet now standing in only her shirt and underwear.

Lost in the moment, Mike didn't realize he was still making commands, as the light suddenly flew back to Janet's waist. "Mmm!" she groaned between their locked lips, pulling away to look back over her shoulder.

Squirming against Mike, she looked back with a smile, returning to kissing as a small purple light played between her legs below. She suddenly grabbed his Cock over his pants, slowly squeezing it as they kissed, before her hand began to fumble with his belt. With surprising deftness, his belt was suddenly undone and his fly open as she reached into his underwear to grasp his now rock hard member.

Reaching down with both hands, Mike grabbed her ass and hoisted her into the air, carrying her across the room to the desk as she wrapped her toned legs around his waist. Drunk on lust and not thinking, he placed her down onto the desk and fumbled in his back pocket in hopes he still had a condom in his wallet. If he'd looked harder, he would've noticed he sat Janet right on top of the open book of magic, her panty clad ass now squirming against the enchanted pages.

Mike's fingers fumbled through his wallet as Janet reached into his open pants to whip out his rod, where it stood proudly at attention between their legs. "Just do it!" she whispered hoarsely in the moment she pulled her lips away, and when Mike looked down it seemed an invisible **** was holding the crotch of her underwear to the side, welcoming him into her glistening folds.

The condom all but forgotten, Mike took his chance and plunged into her. Janet groaned so loudly Mike was sure someone would hear them, but he pushed the thought away as he began to pump into her. Between her legs, Janet began to squirm against new sensations as the book began to glow. As she panted, Mike looked down as he felt something tingly circling his cock and balls. Several lights swirled slowly around his shaft, while another trailed about his dangling gnads, making them occasionally twitch and squirm to send pleasurable hums of energy through Mike' system.

Mike continued to thrust into her, impaling her again and again as the warm walls of her slick cunt gripped his shaft. "Give me an anchor." a disembodied voice suddenly whispered to both of them. "And then you can come."

"What?" Mike grunted, too lost in lust to barely care about the magic at this point.

"A foothold for pleasure and power." it responded, and Mike could feel the energy building between their two legs, but his sensations seemed to be stalling.

"Fuck yes!" Janet gasped, bucking her hips against Mike's thrusts more rigorously.

"Fine!" Mike grunted, shoving his cock in as deep as he could, receiving a pleased whimper from his friend.

"Thank you." the voice faded away.

They both suddenly gasped as the sensations increased tenfold, Janet a bit louder than Mike. The purple lights between their hips swirled and hummed ecstatically, and if Mike could look beneath Janet, he would see her ass now hovered an inch above the book as tendrils of purple energy flowed up into both her holes.

They both grunted and gasped as the tension crescendoed, and with a final deep thrust from Mike, they both came with matching crashing orgasms. Janet squeezed her legs in a vice around Mike's waist, pulling his twitching cock in as deep as she could as spurts of come shot far into her. In the same moment, flows of glowing energy dove into her pussy, riding Mike's dick like electricity through a wire as they flowed into Janet, racing Mike's seed into her depths.

Their grunting and grinding slowed as they both came down, and as his lust fled through his cock, he slowly pulled out and stumbled back away from the desk, catching himself as he fell back to the ground exhausted. When he looked up, Janet still sat on the desk with her head leaning against the wall with her eyes closed, slowly catching her breath. As Mike looked down at his defeated shaft hanging loosely out of his pants and slowly losing its vigor, he noticed the book lying on the floor between them. It sat their shut, thin tendrils of smoke creeping out from the pages and rising into the air.

As the events of the past few minutes replayed in his head, he looked back up to see Janet staring at him with a lazy smile on her face. Opening her mouth to speak, she muttered slowly as if just waking, "I think I owe you a dollar."