Natasha makes your wife watch her fuck you

“I’m going to enjoy seeing the expression on your face while I fuck your husband,” Natasha tells your frozen wife.

“Goddess please…,” you beg Natasha for mercy.

Natasha ignores your plea. She begins lifting her hands again towards you wife as if she’s going to conjure more magic.

She directs both her hands toward your wife. Another flash of energy appears around your wife. In a couple seconds it dissipates, leaving Aby contained in a tall black metal cage. The cage has thick steel bars on all sides. Any has just enough room to stand and turn around, maybe.

Natasha keeps her arms raised while chanting to Aby ,”Awaken to your new confines my dear.”

Suddenly you see Aby’s face move. Her eyes starting shifting focus. She’s awake now and has another look of shock on her face.

Natasha crosses her arms and grins mischievously back at Aby.

“What the hell? How did these bars get here?” Aby asks. “Am I in some sort of cage?”

“She’s a witch honey,” you tell Aby.

“She’s got magic powers and stuff,” you continue. “She can do anything she wants to us. “

Aby grabs the bars and starts shaking them.

“Ha ha.. ahh poor thing,” Natasha responds. “Denis curb your pet.”

You see how frustrated Aby is in the cage. Nevertheless you don’t want Natasha to do any harm so you try and calm Aby down.

“Aby please…just settle down,” you tell Aby.

“Goddess Natasha won’t hurt us if we don’t do anything stupid,” you continue.

Natasha takes another sip from her champagne glass and looks back at you.

You’re still standing naked in the living room, but now your dick has gone flaccid from all the commotion.

“There now.. where were we **** before we were so rudely interrupted?” Natasha asks.

“Ahhh yes.. I was hardening you so I could take advantage of you,” Natasha reminds you.

With that, she lifts up her leather gloves hand towards you and points her finger. Once again an energy beam shoots from her fingertip across the room hitting your dick. The tip of your shaft becomes engulfed in her magic energy.

“Wait.. what are you doing to my husband?” Aby yells.

“Ahhh..uhhh..ohhh..” you mumble in ecstasy.

The teasing sensation on your cock is ten times stronger than before. You can’t talk, you can’t think, all the blood is rushing from your brain to your dick. Your erect penis looks like a flagpole caught in an electrical storm.

Natasha smiles as she sees you quivering from her pleasure, unable to move.

“So weak…and now so horny.. no mortal man can resist my magic teasing,” she tells Aby.

“Stop that!” Aby yells back to her.

“Ha ha ha,” Natasha laughs.

“I’m going to enjoy letting you watch as I fuck your husband,” Natasha states. “Or as I like to call him my little sex ****.”

“When I get out of here I’m gonna… gonna…” Aby gets interrupted.

“You’re going to what?” Natasha questions her. “Watch it.. with a snap of my fingers I can turn you into a tomato.”

“Wouldn’t that be fun to crush under the heel of my boots,” Natasha tells Aby, as she continues zapping your dick with her powers.

You fall to your knees from the intense remote controlled handjob she’s giving you. Natasha has mastered the art of teasing and edging you. Every time you reach the verge of shooting your load, it’s like she resets you somehow, and then builds you up again.

Natasha starts walking back towards you. Aby’s eyes are still wide with confusion about if this situation is actually happening or not. You know she’s upset but you are unsure if she’s jealous yet.

Natasha’s stops right in front of you. Her magical teasing dissipates as she finally lowers her hand. You look up at her, in awe of how beautiful she is. Her dark features emphasize her perfectly shaped face and voluptuous curves.

Natasha says ,”Excellent.. I can see I’ve gotten quite a rise out of you.”

She continues, ”Your cock is just the right stiffness to pleasure me with now.”

“Listen you bitch.. just because you gave Denis a hard-on, doesn’t mean he’s going to fuck you,” Aby tells Natasha from her cage.

“I beg to differ,” Natasha responds. “Lay down **** boy.”

Once again, your arms and legs seem to have a mind of their own, and your body immediately obeys Natasha’s command. Next thing you know you’re laying on your back still completely naked in your living room floor.

“Denis don’t you dare!” Aby yells at you.

“I can’t help it honey, she’s controlling me,” you tell her.

Natasha’s look in her eye and smirk tells you she’s up to something.

“Mind if I slip into something a little more comfortable and familiar?” She asks you.

“No Goddess Natasha I don’t mind,” you tell her obediently.

Almost immediately you notice her leather corset begin to glow. It’s as if it’s been lit on fire and every thread is being burned one by one. You can’t believe your eyes. Only a few seconds passed but it feels like minutes as you watch her transform her clothing.

Her leather corset is now replaced by beautiful black lace lingerie. A striking lace bra leaves nothing to the imagination in terms of Natasha’s voluptuous bosom. The black lace panties perfectly cup her round plump ass and highlight her thick but toned thighs. Her tall black leather boots remain unchanged, while her black leather gloves have shortened a bit into gauntlets complete with fringes at the ends. As if she couldn’t look any sexier, indeed Natasha has found a way.

Aby recognizes the outfit.

“Hey that’s my lingerie.. you can’t wear that,” Aby yells to Natasha. “I bought that for our anniversary.”

Natasha looks back at Aby and smiles.

“I know.. it’s a shame you won’t have the pleasure of wearing it in,” Natasha tells her.

She focuses back on you laying on the floor below.

“Let’s get you situated.. shall we?” Natasha tells you. “No touching or moving I’m afraid.”

She points her finger again at you. A flash appears around you and two leather belts appear and strap themselves together around your torsos. The buckles tighten themselves around your arms and legs.

“Get a good look Denis, because it’s lights out for you now,” Natasha tells you. “All you need free is your tongue to pleasure me with.”

With another flick of her finger she magically conjures a full leather mask around your head. Everything goes dark for you. Suddenly you feel a zipper at your mouth unzip.

“There we are,” Natasha tells the room.

“Hey you fucking cunt.. that’s my man.. hands off,” Aby yells to Natasha in frustration.

Natasha smiles and ignores Aby. She puts both of her leather gloved hands out above your body, as if she’s going to perform a seance.

“Rise up to your mistress ****,” Natasha commands you.

Your feel you legs lift from the floor, followed by the rest of your body. You feel weightless as you continue to float upward.

“Denis she’s.. she’s.. she’s levitating you!” Aby exclaims.

You feel the cold leather of Natasha’s boots brush against your love handles as you continue up. Then you stop all of the sudden.

Natasha’s magic hands now linger a few inches from your body. She has you hovering about three feet off the ground. She reaches down and starts rubbing your chest. You feel the soft leather of her gloves glide over your skin. She rubs you all over until one hand makes it’s way down your thigh. She reaches out and flicks your rock hard dick with her finger.

“Get your hands off him,” Aby yells from the cage.

Natasha begins slowly pacing around you, gliding her leather fingertips every so softly over every inch of your body. She’s like a predator preparing to pounce on her prey.

“I’ll do whatever I want to him,” Natasha corrects Aby.

“There now little **** boy, doesn’t that feel nice?” Natasha asks you.

She continues pacing around you and stroking your body.

“Yes Goddess Natasha,” you project from the mouth hole of your mask.

“I think it’s time we go for a little ride.. a joyride of sorts,” Natasha tells you.

She lifts one of her legs over your body and begins to straddle you like a horse. You feel the leather of her boots clutch around you as she gets into position. She’s sitting on top of you with her butt right below your chin. You feel the lace of her panties move over your mouth.

“Let’s get that tongue working ****,” she orders you.

“Denis, don’t you dare,” Aby tells you.

You stick out your tongue to meet the lace of her panties. Instead of fabric your tongue connects with skin. You recognize the shape as the lips of a vagina. You begin slowly licking the lips and notice they’re unbelievably soft like baby’s skin. They taste and smell like lavender perfume.

They start moving back and forth little by little over your tongue. Between every few licks you rewet your tongue. You feel Natasha’s hand take hold of your dick.

“Ahhh…uhhh… that’s a good ****,” Natasha comments. “I knew you had it in you.”

Natasha winks at Aby as if to tease her, as she continues rubbing her vagina over your mouth.

You feel her leather fingertips twirling gently around the head of your cock. She’s levitated you both a few feet over the coffee table now.

“Oooouhhhh… Denis, I can tell you like this,” Natasha says to you. “All you needed was someone you couldn’t resist.”

Any can’t stand watching you two.

She yells, “Denis! You better stop this right now… you never ate me out like that.”

Natasha lifts up one her hands and points towards Aby in her cage.

“I think we’ve heard enough from you,” Natasha says.

Another beam of energy shoots from Natasha fingertips to Aby’s mouth. Suddenly, in an instant, a leather gag appears over Aby’s mouth muffling her.

Natasha smiles as she continues riding you slowly up and down. Her thick but toned thighs shift ever so slightly, as she swings her hips back and forth just millimeters from your lips.

Your tongue is getting tired as it digs for new areas to explore. Natasha’s vagina is unlike anything you’ve ever had, as it’s clear she’s getting wetter by the second. Her moaning starts getting louder.

She lifts her leather gloved hand up from stroking your cock. With the same hand she makes another swirling and twirling motion over your dick. Once again her magical teasing brings your cock again to it’s most rigid point. It shoots straight up like a flagpole saluting her commanding hand. She’s preparing you as her sexual feast.