A Spell of Love

“Oh, Chris!” Alisah moaned as Chris fucked her, “Oh, my Baby-Doll!” Alisah’s butt was at the edge of the bed and Chris stood on the carpet in between the Warrior Woman’s widespread legs, pumping his long stiff Elf-Cock into her warm and wet notch.

Woojie got up off of the bed and stood behind Chris, ready to put her plan into action. Until earlier that day, Woojie, unlike most of the women of Gordor, hadn’t been able to enjoy Woman-Love. Due to a Magic Spell, she could now enjoy sex with other woman and she found that she especially enjoyed it with Alisah. And now that she enjoyed it, she wanted to go all the way with it.

She loosed her own Magic Spell as she ran her hands up and down the beautiful nude Elf-Boy. Chris, the conduit through whom Woojie was working her Magic, felt himself getting wonderfully strange and ticklish sensations. He felt them on his ass. They wafted a breezy and ticklish sensation to his tight little butt-hole. The sweet feeling spread to his balls and on up to the tip of his penis, buried deep inside Alisah.

Woojie drew herself closer to Chris. Her front side rubbed up against his backside. Like Alisah, Woojie was a Human—a Big Woman, taller than the Elf-Boy. Chris could feel Woojie’s stiff nipples rub up against him, just below his shoulders. It tingled and tickled him there, too. Woojie then began rubbing Alisah’s thighs.

Alisah knew that something was happening, but she didn’t know quite what. She only knew that the erotic sensations were ticklish and delicious! She always loved to laugh and to cum at the same time, and she knew that that’s exactly what she’d be getting.

And Woojie herself was certainly not immune to her own Magic Spell. The ticklish and erotic sensations began at her ears and at her toes and then they sent jolts of pure pleasure, straight to her pussy!

Alisah climaxed, laughing and moaning out her delight. So did Woojie. Chris could have sworn that it was a bucket’s worth of jizz that he’d pumped into Alisah’s notch. He let out his gasping Elf-squeal.

At last, the Warrior, the Witch and the Elf were all tired out after their wonderful exertions. Alisah scooted up the bed so that her head lay upon the pillows and both Chris and Woojie lay down next to her.

“I feel so—” Alisah said.

“Yes, Alisah?” asked Woojie.

“Woojie, I’m in love with you!”

“Wonderful! I’m in love with you too, my Darling! And how do you feel about Chris?”

“I’m in love with him, too. I can’t help myself, I’m in love with the both of you!”

“Well,” said Woojie, “You said that you and Chris wanted me for your girlfriend, and I wanted to make sure of it, so I cast a Spell of Love. I hope that you don’t mind, my Sweet.”

“Oh, I don’t mind at all! I’m feeling good!” She was feeling good, if a bit tired out—blissfully so.

“So it’s settled, then.” Woojie said. “You’ll both stay here in the castle with us.

“Oh, I don’t know about that, Woojie.” Alisah said. “I thought that maybe you’d come home with us, back to Gordor City.”

“Oh, no. I can’t do that. I’ve taken a Sacred Oath to remain with my Witch Sisters. If I leave with you, I’ll lose all my Powers of Witchery. There’s only one exception to the rule.”

“What’s that?” Chris asked her.

“I’d have to get married.”

“Well, I sure that we can work something out,” Alisah said with a yawn. “But for know, I’d really like to get some shuteye.”

And so, the three of them slept together, on that great big warm bed. They did not, however, sleep all night long. During the small hours of the morning, a drowsy Alisah was briefly woken from her slumber by some sounds of love and lust. She opened one eye and discovered that the Witch and the Elf were again going at it. Woojie was on top, riding Chris’ rod. Her enormous boobs were bouncing about.

“Oh, Chris!” Woojie moaned, “Oh, my Chris!”

What the hell, Alisah thought, closing her eyes and falling back asleep.