Too much pleasure

Caleb was having way too much fun, and he decided to throw some more spells into the fray.

Without giving a thought to how the growing pleasure might affect his concentration, he decided it was time to end this match—and Jester—in the simplest way possible: by making her imagine her beloved Fjord.

Summoning a transparent, illusory copy of the man Jester loved madly, Caleb began to fuck the tiefling hard, grabbing her tail and slapping her ass, while making her believe she was sucking her beloved’s cock in a humiliating and sexy spitroast.

In her mind, Jester was now on a green hill overlooking the sea, while Fjord and Caleb were fucking her just the way she liked it.

The wizard, however, hadn’t taken one thing into account: Jester didn’t want her fantasies to end, and she had much more stamina than the shy Caleb.

As the match went on and his orgasm drew nearer and nearer, Caleb didn’t know what to do. He was loving fucking deep into Jester’s hot, wet pussy and feeling through it the vibrations of her mini-orgasms that were sensually shaking her hips.

In fact, by now Jester was fucking herself on Caleb’s cock, twerking on it and thrusting her ass against his pelvis, almost knocking the frail wizard off his feet.

But the “second Jester” was holding him by the back, helping him stay up.... Oh No!—the charm had vanished, his concentration broken. Caleb, overcome by his sexual instincts, hadn’t noticed.

By invoking Duplicity, Jester regains control of the match, making him lie down while the two Jesters—the duplicate and the original—pin him to the ground, bringing their mouths close to Caleb’s long, throbbing cock.

They start caressing his balls, licking his frenulum and the head of his penis, teasing him as if he were a toy, winking, laughing, and blowing him kisses.

He was ready to explode, but Jester wasn’t ready yet.

“No, no, no, little Caleb, I need to thank you for a long time yet for the fantasies you’ve made come true for me.” Even though she seemed to want to repay her opponent, Jester’s tone sounded much more mischievous and vengeful than her words suggested, likely disappointed that her fantasies were just illusions.

She conjures a magical crown of thorns around the base of Caleb’s cock, which doesn’t hurt, but prevents the wizard from having an orgasm.

At the same moment, as if about to savor her favorite meal, Jester’s duplicate opens her mouth wide and begins to suck from top to bottom, all the way to the base, on Caleb’s throbbing cock, making him moan and scream with pleasure and madness, immediately bringing him to the orgasm he should have had, but which is blocked by Jester's spell.