Violating the Back Door

It was hours further before the owner returned, not that Bianca would notice or care at this point.

She’s far from the lady that entered the quiet forest… and the forest is far from quiet now. Moans ring out through the air, alongside the tell-tale squishing that accompanies the best of activities.

Bianca, however, may not be enjoying it so much. Her gorgeous hair is matted to her head, every inch of exposed and unexposed skin soaked in sweat as she bounces desperately on the slab of wood. The door has not changed… much. With every bounce, every attempt to gain her own pleasure from it, the block of wood shrank. Over and over, until now it barely reaches into her. Of course, in the way only magical things can do, it has edged her perfectly.

Of course, while the door alone has begun driving Bianca crazy, the creature behind the door should be far more terrifying. Standing outside, a thin witch is just getting home from a hard day of work. Long blonde hair, a pair of glasses, and an innocent face are cast in shadow by a stereotypical witches hat, something she wears just for the irony of it. Her lower side is much less stereotypical, and MUCH less innocent. A wide open set of simple black robes reveal a forest green corset, pulling her hips in and holding her small tits tight against her chest. Seeming at complete comfort, she has even less down below, with a simple pair of black panties being the only thing covering her sweet pussy, leading down long thin legs to her high heeled boots, both practical and stylish.

The moment Bianca was trapped the witch had known, her spell alerting her, and she was pleased as she walked around back to see her massive cock sticking through the door. A male.

“It’s been so long since I’ve had a new sperm donor for my potions. Men’s cum is t-“ she pauses mid thought, finally making out the hard nipples also sticking through the door.

Swinging it open, she sees her. A beauty of unrivaled proportions, massive tits and a tight bubbly ass… and a long thick cock. All of this, bouncing desperately like some beta virgin on a little stump of wood. She smirks, and steps back outside, knowing exactly how to start with this vixen. Her fingers tweak those hard nipples, pulling a tortured moan from the girl, but that’s not her true aim. After all, there are potions to make.

The witch drops to her knees, and casts a quick spell to enhance her lips, making them softer, puffier, and opening her throat. Her fingers skate along the hard lines of Bianca’s shaft, drawing a tortured “PLEASE!” from the girl. With such a **** slut, what is she to do besides help her?

In one smooth motion the witch buries the throbbing cock down her throat. Every inch of Bianca tenses as pure bliss shoots through her. Velvety soft lips into that tight throat, a warm wet tongue sliding along her glands, and hours of teasing make it over in an instant. Bianca shouts as she lets her load go, straight down the witches throat. Pulse after pulse of thick cum shoots into her mouth, and the witch pulls back, continuing to let it pool in her mouth, but not swallowing. Finally Bianca is exhausted, and the witch spits it all into a vial for further use.

It’s far beyond over. Bianca is exhausted, but the witch has no mercy, milking her cock a dozen times more at that door, before finally granting her mercy and bringing her inside.

She lived her days out there, the milking stud of a witch.

Bad End