Breaking The Spell

I bent my knees so I could take a good look at the sleeping woman. She seemed to be breathing normally so I didn't think that a witch had put a spell on her. Then again, what did I know? Most of the witches that I have seen were the ones in the Harry Potter books. I decided that I should kiss her to make sure that she wasn't under a spell. Although, I must admit that I had a nasty ulterior motive. I also wanted to kiss the woman because I was starting to get entranced by the rising and falling of her breasts as she breathed.

I got down on my hands and knees as I started to take the plunge. My breath caught in my throat as I reached my target. My kiss had the desired affected and the girl woke up.

"Erm..." the princess muttered before looking at me and smiling. "Hello."

"Um... I'm sorry to wake you up," I apologized while blushing. "I thought that you might be in trouble."

"May I have the name of my savior?" the lady wanted to know.

"Vanessa Charming," I stated. I could tell that the woman I was with was very friendly because she had her hand on my stomach.

"I am Shelia White," the woman replied. "Where I come from, it is customary to give a reward when someone saves you. Would you be offended if I kissed you?"

"N-no," I answered nervously.

I had expected a small peck on the lips, but I was wrong. Shelia grabbed me and sent fireworks through my entire body. Her tongue soon entered my mouth and taught me that I was not as good at tonsil hockey as I thought I was.

"Wow!" I exclaimed with very little breath. "You sure are a great kisser!"

"Do you want me to stop?" Shelia asked.

"No way!" I loudly answered.

Next, I was tackled to the ground. Not only was Shelia kissing me, but she was rubbing my breasts as well. I could feel my dress being pulled off my body. When it was on the ground, the rest of my clothes came off as well. I tried to reach up and help Shelia out of her clothes but I was simply pushed back to the ground. It was clear that Shelia was going to take off her own clothes. I was usually the aggressor on my dates with women, but it felt nice to be on the other end for a change. My current lover quickly worked her way down to my pussy and started eating me. I got a few quick pecks in retaliation, but that was it. All of a sudden, Shelia stopped.

"Why are you stopping?" I demanded. I rarely liked it when my dates teased me during sex.

"Close your eyes," Shelia ordered. "I have a surprise for you."

I closed my eyes like a good little girl and waited. After a few seconds, Shelia told me that it was okay to look. I was clearly surprised when I saw a black strap-on penis that was wrapped around her pussy. I realized that she didn't have food in the basket. There were sex toys in it. What was interesting for me was that I had never been penetrated by one of those things.

"Has a woman ever used one of these on you," Shelia wanted to know.

"No," I whispered.

"Do you want me to?" Shelia probed.

"Yes," I squeaked.

"Then, I better make sure that you are wetter so it won't hurt as much.

Shelia got down to the ground and rubbed my vagina which caused me to moan and scream. When I hit orgasm, I squirted my cum onto the ground. That was when Shelia approached my entrance with her toy. When she started to enter me, I put my arms around my lover. When I felt my hymen break, I screamed and jerked my fingers down her back which gave her a long scratch. Shelia took it easy at first and then sped up her thrusting when she saw that my pain was gone. At the end, I came the hardest that I had ever came in my life which caused Shelia to orgasm as well.

"I didn't hurt you too much, did I?" Shelia asked.

"No, and I am sorry that I scratched you," I replied.

"That's okay, sweetie," Shelia laughed. "You aren't the first pretty lady to scratch me like that."