Three is a Witches Favorite Number

*This story was originally for the Halloween contest but I got busy and wasn't able to finish it in time. I still had fun writing it so please enjoy a not so spooky, spooky story.*

People flashed past Amelia as she sat on the cold, hard metal bench outside of the university dining hall. Winter had sent an early frost to announce its arrival. Her notebook was sitting on the metal table in front of her. Her neat lines of notes, highlighted and underlined, stared back at her as her eyes glazed over the thin scrawls of text. As she snapped back to focus her eyes ran over the page she was holding open. At the top of the paper was a heading labeled "Sweet Potato waffles and Fried Chicken with Honey Vinaigrette". Down the left side of the page was bulleted points of ingredients. Sweet potato, flour, butter... The amounts of each ingredient were listed to the right, multiple ingredients had crossed out measurements.

The recipe had taken Amelia months to put together. It was such a simple recipe when she took a step back to really examine it, but her Chef always reminded herself that sometimes simple was better. She had been in the middle of self editing the page so that she could submit it for her midterm project. After the next week she never had to see Chef Jon Luca again. Thank god... his watery eyes and boney hands had followed her for three terms since the start of her second year of culinary school. As she thought about him she could feel his hand, surprisingly strong gripping her wrist as he showed her where to butcher her chicken carcass. His boney hip pressed against her as he leaned closer into her. She knew why, the stories they told of him didn't have to travel far in this little school. But just because she was the only woman in her culinary class didn't mean he should be allowed to treat her like that.

But if she could make it past the handful of days left then she would be on to Chef Illona and the pastry section of her final term. She always preferred the pastry classes, having grown up with a grandmother who baked weekly, it remained Amelia of home. Especially Chef Illona, she was as sweet as caramel and wasn't creepy to the male students. She didn't know why they let Chef Jon Luca around younger women but Chef Illona was like everyone's extra grandmother.

A gust of wind pushed the page over, dragging Amelia's thoughts back to the editing she still had to do. Her dish couldn't just be well executed but Chef Jon Luca demanded the recipe was written flawlessly as well. Amelia didn't even feel this much pressure when she was back in lower level schools dedicating evenings to her grammar classwork. Just as she willed herself to look over the lines of directions on the bottom half of the page, her phone buzzed. Without hesitation her hands flew out of her sleeves and the relative comfort of warmth, to the distraction that called for her attention. On the screen was a message from her best friend Cassie

"Hey, Jaxson said there was going to be a halloween party tomorrow night at the Beta Omega Omega house. You should come with us, it's going to be so fun!"

Amelia smiled to herself, Cassie wasn't worried about her midterm. Her business school professors were probably happy to get bellcurves drawn with festive orange and black Crayolas and would pass her. Anyway Cassie was gorgeous and knew it, she had no problem flaunting her beauty to get her way around all of the weak minded finance bros who were TAs for stuck up professors. Guys who thought their ties to all of the fortune 500 CEOs meant they shouldn't be wasting their time teaching. Amelia on the other hand had to sweat and burn her fingers for a degree that would help her barely make better than minimum wage in most places. But it was for the "love of the game" she thought bitterly to herself.

"I don't have a costume to wear, and I can't show up without a date. The boys there would never let me leave if they knew I was single."

She sent back with a wide eyed, and laughing face emoji. It's not that she didn't want to find a date, there were a few guys that came to mind... more than a few actually. She hadn't been shy the last few years when she needed to destress. Fun fact, Exercise Science majors were very enthusiastic lovers when motivated with a loaf of brown butter banana bread. She just didn't feel like it was the right time to go out and party. It was like celebrating too early, something might happen that cost her years of hard work. Her phone buzzed in her hand again.

"Come on, I'm just going as a black cat. I convinced Jaxson to go in this dog costume that is really funny. All you need is a black shirt and pants and we can draw on your nose and whiskers and you and I can match... Maya and Destiny are going as well. We can all be a group of stray cats."

Oh yeah, that made Amelia feel better, going to the party with those three. All of them as fit as a could be from daily training for their collegiate track careers. She could see it now, the four of them would walk into the house. Three uber athletic looking black cats with blond hair (that part made her giggle briefly) wearing skin tight pants and lacy tops showing off their towned arms and tiny waists. And she would follow them, her curves looking out of place in their wake. It wasn't that she was out of shape, she loved to spend her weekends hiking the foothills their college was nestled in. Just working with food demanded she tasted some of her creations. The extra calories had softened her body to give her a larger chest and bottom.

Another loud buzz from her phone vibrated the table in front of her, making her jump. Cassie wasn't going down without a fight.

"Just imagine how fun it will be! Sexy frat guys in almost nothing but fireman hats and cowboy vests. I know I will have fun, even if I can only window shop. Lol"

That did sound like fun, but if she went Amelia didn't think she wanted to match with the stray cats. Maybe a sexy witch costume, one with a corset that showed off the curves that Cassie didn't have. She wouldn't have to go out and buy anything, she had it all in her closet.

"Okay fine I'll go, but I won't be a cat. I'll find something else to go as."

There that was that, she thought to herself. Putting her phone down and trying to concentrate back on her note book in front of her for what felt like the tenth time since she sat down. By then the sun had dropped in the sky causing her to shiver. Giving up for the night Amelia stood up, the utilitarian courtyard was empty of students by now. The dining hall was just about closed and everyone was back in their dorms getting ready for a busy Friday night.

Checking her surroundings again Amelia twisted her wrist in a figure 8, pointing her finger out towards the table and her belongings as she did. The notebook flipped shut and levitated, quickly positioning itself over her tote bag that was now also floating. The book dropped into the open bag and then the whole thing dropped back down to the ground with a heavy thud. Fuck she had forgoten her metal water bottle in there, looking around quickly she confirmed that she was along and nobody heard her bag drop. Quickly pushing her bench under the table, she grabbed the bag and slung it over her shoulder. The weight of her books and water dragged down on her shoulders. Perpetual flasks had been invented centuries ago, but the good ones cost way too much for her to buy. Luckily a DIY spell had been developed recently but it wasn't as good as the real thing. Instead of weighing nothing, the DIY flask had the weight of multiple liters of water attributed to it. The result was either carry around bottles that couldn't fill themself of have a sore back. Amelia had chosen a sore back. Not for the first time she wished she had gotten an apartment on campus, at least it wasn't raining.

Saturday morning started with a cup of yerba mate, a morning tradition that followed her from slow weekend mornings with her abuela. As she lets her yerba soak up the hot water from a kettle that she had also DIYed into a perpetually hot water vessel, she feeded her cats. The orange one was named Bagpipes due to his tendency to loudly meow late in the evening. The other one was what Amelia described as a Russian Ragdoll due to being a half Russian Blue and half Ragdoll breed. Her name Jeppers was given to her because she jumps at everything like scooby-doo.

Sitting on the porch of her small rented cottage on the very edge of campus, Amilea took her time with her yerba mate, by the time she was finished with it she felt the need to pee. She ate a small breakfast of figs and a hard boiled egg, and washed her mate and bombilla out. Setting them on a drying rack to dry for the next morning cup of caffeine. Next on her list was to finish the proof reading of her essay. Feeling safe enough to use her magic openly in her little cottage, she flicked her wrist. Her finger pointed at her tote bag that was hanging on a coat rack mounted next to the door. The notebook lifted out of the bag slowly, floating across the little kitchen area and to the other side of the 1 room cottage toward her bed. Just as it got to the foot of her bed she noticed Bagpipes crouching on his cat perch. Positioned to jump out at the book.

"Bagpipes... no!"

Amelia screamed just as the cat jumped. His orange paws outstretched towards his prey in the middle of the air. Amelia scrambled forward, trying to catch both the notebook and cat at the same time. Missing both and falling on her face at the foot of the bed, her legs which had been flooded under her stopped her forward momentum just before she could reach them. Her concentration completely broken, the book fell to the floor. Bagpipes, not expecting the sudden disappearance of his target, flailed his paws at it as he sailed just overtop of the falling book. Landing on his feet on the other side of the room he scrambled forward and grabbed the spine of the book in his jaws. Turning and lumbering away he got a few steps before Amelia, who had recovered from falling on her face, pointed her middle finger at the cat and froze him in place with a few words.

Scrambling off the bed and over to the cat she grabbed him around his fluffy body. Lifting him up as the spell broke and his legs flailed in the air, his teeth sunk deeper into the cover of the notebook and he shook his head trying to avoid Amelia's hand. She finally got a hold of the book and she pulled it out of her cat's mouth. Letting the cat drop back down to the ground she climbed back into bed examining the spine and flipping through pages to look for any damage done to the hard work covering each page. Grateful to not see any bad damage she looked up to see the orange loaf watching her from the kitchen counter.

"You're lucky I'm a witch with a moral compass, or I would turn you into a toad." She shot at him. "Can't you be calmer like your sister?"

The grey cat, having been scared by all of the jumping around, had taken refuge behind a pair of large rubber boots on the boot rack. Sighing to herself, Amilea leaned back into her pillows as she opened the book back to the page from last night. The chicken and pancakes was just one of many recipes that she had been tasked to develop over the last few months. With a dozen more pages to edit she got to work.

The time flew by as she corrected small spelling mistakes and formatting mistakes. Her ability to use magic (a secret to everyone on campus) helped a lot when she realized she had told the reader to put their cake in the oven, before having told them to mix the ingredients together. With just a wave of her finger and a simple spell she switched the directions on the page so they were in the correct orientation.

As her stomach growled loudly, Amelia looked up to see golden sunlight pierce her blinds. She could see the rays of sunshine as the light created a liner pattern on the opposite wall from the window. Looking down at her phone she was shocked to see it was already late afternoon. Sitting up her back protested, and her legs felt like they were dead as she swung them out from under her comforter. Slowly standing up, she dragged her feet to the refrigerator. Pulling out a block of cheese and grapes, which she set on a paper towel on the table. She turned around and grabbed a box of crackers from the open shelves, she set them down next to the rest of her little meal. Pointing at a knife, she set it to work slicing the cheese on the table. Grabbing a slice of cheese and a cracker, Amelia ate as she pulled open her closest doors.

As she looked through her closet and ate her snack of cheese, crackers and fruit she paused a few times at different tops and skirts. None of them felt quite right though, putting her food away, she stripped her sweats and underwear off as she turned her shower on. Soon the bathroom was filled with warm steam and she stepped into the shower wondering what she could wear. As she washed her wavy black hair, and lathered up her tan skin, the suds covering the tattoos on her body she decided it would have to be a black outfit. Grabbing her razor she carefully shaved around her bush. Shaping it into a triangle pointed down to her clit. It was decently long, enough to grab and pull as she used her vibrator on herself. Around her vulva she kept smooth, along with her legs and armpits. Finishing her shaving routine she rinsed herself and then stepped out of the shower to moisturize.

Her tattoos, done by a wizard in Hungry where she had learned magic, looked as perfect as the day she had them done. The secret was more magic. It was either the ink or the gun that was enchanted. Amelia wasn't sure, but they hadn't faded at all since she had them done. Both of her arms were covered completely, and she had a large celestial tattoo that covered her back. The edge of it peaked around her left side. Her left hip had another piece that continued over and around her upper leg and other designs covered her lower left leg. She was proud of most of them, some depicted celestial knowledge that was common in magic communities, some were pieces that reminded her of home in the small river town of central Uruguay. Others are just fun designs that she thought looked cute or fun and represented her personality well.

Wrapping her hair in a towel, she walked naked back out of her steamy bathroom. Opening her dresser that was set into her closet to conserve space, she picked a black lace g-string from her pantie drawer. It had an open ouvert with two small braided threads that hung down to her vulva. At the end of the threads were two clear beads that rested freely on her clitoral hood.

Slipping the panties up her legs Amelia enjoyed the way the lace grazed the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. Looking in her mirror on the closet door she half turned to show off her pale soft round ass. Satisfied with how her underwear looked, Amelia turned her attention back to the task of picking the rest of her outfit. None of her tops really screamed witch to her, so she focused on her section of dresses in her closet. Flipping through her color coded dresses to the black section she finally settled on a floor length black maxi dress. It had a sewn in corset and translucent Victorian style lace that covered the top of her chest and up to a collar around her neck. The lace ran down her arms and ended in a large bell around her lower arms. And the semi open back showed off her tattoo. To Ameilia it was a great mix of formal and acceptable casual.

Taking the dress from its spot in her closet she hung it on her bathroom door as she did her makeup. Deciding to go a little more pale than usual she finished it with a smokey eye shadow and heavy mascara. Her lips got black lipstick and she finished the look with two braids on the side of her head that ran back into a bun. Checking her bedroom clock quickly, Amelia saw that she didn't have much time before the party started. Quickly she threw on the dress, adjusting her larger breasts to show a bit of cleavage in the corset. Wishing the science inclined witches or wizards had actually come up with a way to teleport like they did in Harry Potter she walked out of her door and into the chilly halloween night.

Walking up the front yard of the hosting frat, Amelia could hear halloween music blaring from inside the quickly decorated brick mansion. Of course Cassie had caught the attention of the richest fraternity on campus, she usually caught everyone's eye. The large house had been covered in fake spider webs, and orange lights. Spooky decorations were thrown all over the lawn and she had to pick her way through them. Some tasteful fall decorations were neatly arranged on the porch, probably put there by some of the girlfriends or the sister sorority members Amelia thought to herself.

As she arrived at the large wooden front door, she reached for the door knocker. A plastic glow in the dark spider ring had been shoved onto the knocker and made it awkward for her to swing the heavy decorative metal. Wondering if anyone could even hear her from inside the party, she stood awkwardly in the cold night air wishing she had the insight to wear a witches hat or use a small plastic cauldron as a purse. She already felt like a witch because, well she was one. But nobody on campus knew that she could do magic so to them she probably just looked like a cold goth woman standing on their porch and begging for candy.

All of those thoughts ran through her mind just as the heavily door swung open. A young man painted completely pink with green swim trunks on and a pink cone shoved on his head greeted her noisily.

"What are you supposed to be?"

He questioned rudely as he stumbled into the doorframe. A red cup of beer sloshed all over his arm as he leaned forward towards Amelia. The smell of alcohol hit her hard as it rushed out of the house. Suppressing a gag she took a half step back from the man as he stared straight at her chest.

"Is Cassie here? What about Maya and Destiny?" She said.

Amelia tried to look past the starfish that was leaning even closer to her. Inside the house she could see a large group of people dressed in all kinds of costumes, with varying levels of nudity dancing, or walking around, or drinking inside the house. Wondering what she got herself into, as the man in the door frame started to mumble to himself Amelia turned to leave. The introvert in her couldn't handle this many people who all smelled like sweat and liquor.

Just as she took a step towards the edge of the porch she heard a loud bubbly voice from just inside the doorway.

"Amelia! You made it, I was wondering if I was going to have to bring some boys with me and drag you out of that den of yours!"

Turning around with a big overwhelmed smile plastered on her face Amelia was greeted by a short athletic blonde woman. Her costume was a pair of black lingerie, her perky tits just visible though the see through fabric and the top of her waxed vulva visible through the top of her panties. Her black cat nose and whiskers drawn on her face by cheap face paint were already smeared along with her lip stick. The cat ears that sat on her blonde head were askew and it was painfully obvious that the young woman had just come from having sex, her chest still red and her words were wispy like she was catching her breath.

"Sorry I was just upstairs with Jaxson, I didn't hear you knock but I heard you say my name to Bobby here."

The blonde girl patted the starfish's pink arm as his eyes moved from Amelia's chest to the scantily clad woman next to his right arm.

"Oh hey Cassie... no need to drag me here I decided a little fun couldn't hurt me."

Amelia said politely. The awkwardness seemed to only apply to her as Cassie stood baring it all for everyone to see. Bobby had half turned towards the bubbly girl who was practically holding him up as his lean was directed at her. The muscles in Cassie's arms and abdomen strained, as his weight bore down on her. His trunks took on a tented effect as his drunk self mumbled something at Cassie.

"Um... I thought Patrick only has two legs."

Amelia said as she pointed at the man's crotch.

"Oh my god, ewww!"

Cassie screamed as she stepped backward. The large pink man fell forward and crashed to the floor on his face. Groaning as he stayed down. A few of the other partiers had looked over at the crash but quickly became disinterested at the drunk body on the ground. One of them, a short guy whose face and abs were painted yellow. A clip on tie was clipped to the hair on his chest and he was wearing chino shorts with long socks pulled up his legs. Started making his way over to them as he threw back his head, emptying the can in his hand and throwing it to the side as he approached the trio. Mumbling an apology to Amelia and Cassie he leaned over his downed friend.

"Hey Bobby, it's Patrick." He called loudly to the body on the floor, a light mumble was all he got in return.

"He might have broken his mast when he capsized"

Cassie commented as they watched Partick try to hook his arm under Bobby's pink body.

"Come on, let's go upstairs, Jaxson is still waiting for me."

She said as she turned and led Amelia up the stairs to the second floor. As they got to the top of the stairs they turned right, towards a bedroom. Pausing for a second Cassie knocked on the closed door and called out loudly.

"Jaxson, it's me and Amelia, we are coming in now."

Pausing for another second before Cassie quickly opened the door and ushered Amelia in, then closing the door behind them with a click.

The room was furnished with a wooden dresser, and desk on one side. A tall standing mirror was put against another wall, and a bed was positioned between two windows. On the bed was a long, husky man, who had a pillow covering his junk. Work pants with reflective tape, and red suspenders were bundled up at the foot of the bed, and a plastic fireman's hat and plastic axe was laying on the mattress next to him.

"Umm... hi Jaxson"

Amelia said, looking down at the carpet focusing on an old stain that ironically looked like a penis.

"Heya Amelia." Jaxson responded.

His deep voice rolled over her as he looked over at his girlfriend.

"What happened downstairs? I heard a crash and the house shook right after you left." He asked Cassie.

"Bobby got too drunk already, and he fell as I was letting Em in." Cassie said, using the shortened pet name that she liked for Amelia.

The three of them fell into a bit of an awkward silence as nobody said anything else. Amelia continued to stare at the floor, taking quick peaks at Jaxson who was staring at his girlfriend. Cassie looked like she wanted to jump back in bed with her man but was unsure if Amelia would take offense to it. Finally Jaxson broke the silence when he asked.

"Are Maya and Destiny downstairs? Should we... I get dressed and go down to have a few drinks with them?"

"Destiney said she was going to a Zata party because Tyrese is there, and Maya was going home to have Halloween with her new nephew. She said she couldn't miss his first one. Not that he will even remember it."

Cassie responded with a passive aggressive note at the end. Turning to Amelia, she reached out and held up the lacy sleeve of her dress.

"This is super cute, I like the witch costume. I couldn't convince Jaxson to go as a dog so he's the fireman who's saving me from a burning tree or something."

Glad for the distraction from the naked man in front of her, Amelia turned towards Cassie.

"Thank you, I already had the dress and just had to do my hair and makeup really quick. I wasn't sure if anyone would know what I was dressed as since I didn't have time to get a hat or anything like that."

Amelia replied quickly as she picked her arms up and showed off the elegant sleeves of her dress. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the pillow shift on Jaxson's crotch. He was just having sex with his girlfriend who was now standing basically naked right in front of her, she thought.

"Oh no, you look super cute." Cassie reassured her. "And your girls look particularly good in that corset." she said with a giggle.

"Oh, thank you." Amelia said.

Her face flushed as she felt both Cassie's, and Jaxson's eyes focus on her cleavage. Again from the corner of her eye she caught Jaxson shift the pillow. Apparently not feeling as embarrassed as Amelia, Cassie walked over to the bed and climbed up on the large mattress. Sitting with her legs tucked under her she put a hand on Jaxson's large thigh. High enough that he flinched from the sudden intimate contact. His eyes went wide as he tried to inconspicuously look at his girlfriend and ask her what she was doing without speaking.

As awkward as Amelia felt she couldn't help but look at the couple as her best friend moved her hand further up Jaxson's thigh. As her hand disappeared under the pillow, Cassie looked up at Amelia.

"You know we talked about you joining us." She said sweetly.

Amelia could see the muscles in Cassie's arm work as she massaged her boyfriend's cock right in front of her. He tried to suppress a moan as the pillow slipped a bit. Amelia was too shocked to say anything, she knew that the couple was into some freaky stuff. Cassie always gave her recaps of what happened, even if Amelia didn't really want to know. And she had heard plenty of times how good Jaxson was in bed. Apparently for as much male (and female) attention Cassie got, Jaxson got the same amount from interested people.

Cassie had moved closer to Jaxson now. Her body pressed against his, and her hand was still working his private area. She looked so cute and petite next to his large frame. Jaxson wasn't skinny but he gave off a very athletic look. His arms and shoulders were large enough to make Amelia fantasize about touching, and kissing them. His chest was muscular and even though he didn't really have abs. His torso looked athletic, but cuddly. His lower half was huge, his legs were almost the size of his girlfriend's body, and they sometimes joked that his butt was bigger than Cassies.

As she watched her friend something shifted in Amelia's head. She had always been too scared to show off her abilities but now, on halloween night, with her best friend she felt like it was finally time.

Walking over to the desk, she pulled the chair out and swung it around towards her entertainment.

"I think you should get a little more comfortable, that lingerie can get scratchy." Amelia said.

Beaming, Cassie turned her back towards her boyfriend.

"Can you help me with this babe?"

She asked as she held her hair away from the clasp that held her bra on. Jaxson quickly moved to help her, as his fingers fumbled with the clasp the pillow covering his manhood fell to the side revealing a thick uncut penis. It was definitely a beautiful penis Amelia thought. The glands around his head were shimmering with pre-cum, the veins that ran down his cock bulged as he noticed her eyes wander towards is cock. Jaxson finally got the bra undone and Cassie pulled it down her arms and tossed it to the ground. Her chest wasn't as big as Amelia's but her perky boobs and puffy eraser nipples looked amazing. The pale skin of Cassie's chest showed her veins that spiderwebbed across her chest, making Amelia want to follow each with her tongue.

Standing up on the bed, Cassie slipped her panties over her round butt. They dropped to her ankles and she kicked them off the bed towards Ameila where they fell to the ground just short. Amelia thought that Cassie's waxed pussy was just as beautiful as Jaxson's cock. The V shape of her vulva, and her labia minora hanging just past her majora made her mouth water with the thought of tasting her. Cassie went to take her garter belt and stockings off, but Amelia stopped her.

"Stop, I want you to keep those on. They make your hips look cute and petite."

Cassie smiled and nodded then sat back down next to Jaxson. Her hand rested on his cock which was still thick and throbbing. Wrapping her hand around his penis, Amelia watched as Cassie slowly stroked Jaxson's cock. The skin of his shaft moved with her hand as Amelia imagined what every ridge and vein felt like under her own hands.

Suddenly a feeling of jealousy washed over her and she pointed her finger at Cassie. As she spoke, her voice just a whisper, Black tendrils of cloth flowed from under the bed and wrapped themselves around Cassie's wrists and legs. Shrieking, she pulled and twisted, trying to get away from the cloth that binded her to the bed. A bellow from Jaxson redirected her finger and just as quickly his naked body was restrained next to his bound girlfriend. Cloth had come up and tied itself around their mouths, gaging them as Amelia stood up. Her eyes ran up and down their bodies, taking in the straining mussels. Jaxson's cock flopped against his hips, half soft and half hard. The head was covered back up by his foreskin as it left little spiderwebs of precum on his thighs. Amelia slowly walked around the side of the bed right, stopping right beside Jaxson.

Looking at her best friend she asked her. "Do you trust me?"

For a moment she thought Cassie was going to say no, but her head shook yes and Amelia breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sorry my hands are probably going to be pretty cold." She soothed, as she bent over jaxson's muscular body.

Her nails ran up his inner thigh and over his chest. As she ran her nails along him, she watched Cassie, who had turned her head to see them. Cassie's eyes followed her hands as Amelia explored her boyfriend's body. As she made her way up his inner leg again she let her hand drift to the large round ball sack between Jaxson's legs. Nicely shaved and smooth, her nails ran over the sensitive skin. Jaxson's back arched, thrusting his hips up into the air from the mix of pain and pleasure. The gag wasn't able to stop a loud moan from escaping his mouth as he twisted back into the bed.

Giggling as Amelia watched the big man succumb to her, she slid her hand up from his balls to his shaft. His thick cock was squishy as she grasped it. Even soft its girth took up her whole hand. The warmth from his member warmed her as she held it. Her focus switched to his nipples. His slightly large dark nipples were already hard from her nails caressing his chest. Slowly to tease him, Amelia lightly flicked the tip of her finger over the very end of his nipple. As she flicked his nipple she felt his cock start to fill with blood again, becoming less squishy and more stiff. The veins started to bulge under her palm and she had a more difficult time keeping her hand warped around him.

Movement on the other side of the bed made her look up. Cassie's knees were pushed together as she rubbed them back and forth, trying her best to stimulate her clit while being tied spread eagle on the bed. Looking at her eyes they were darting from Jaxson's cock to his chest and to the pleasure that was painted on his face. Feeling bad for her bestie, Amelia straightened up, taking her hand off of Jaxson's cock, and slowly walked around the bed.

"Ohh poor thing, we don't want to leave you out of all of the fun do we?" Amelia crooned.

Tucking one leg under the other, Amelia sat on the edge of the bed next to Cassie. Running her nails over her Cassies body like she did to Jaxson. She admired the hard abs and muscles of the other woman's body. Her perfect soft skin, and smooth public area felt like glass as her fingers glided down between Cassie's thighs. The wetness of her pussy was evident as Amelia slowly circled her finger over Cassie's slit. The feeling of her soft lips, make her mouth water as she gently spread them with her two middle fingers. Amelia's free hand groped a small perky breast. Squeezing it and pulling away, pinching the nipple at the last second right before she let go.

The fingers exploring Cassie's pussy were lubed up enough from her juices to slowly slide inside of the blonde woman. As Amelia pushed into her, the walls of her vagina gripped her fingers tightly. A moan escaped Cassie as Amelia slowly pushed further inside of her. Bending down even further, Amelia licked the hard tip of Cassie's breast. Feeling a zip of electric thrill run through her, she realized this was her first time with a woman. Her first time touching a pussy that wasn't her own. The feeling was fun and erotic. The soft warm breast that squashed under her face as she sucked on Cassie's nipple felt like a cloud on her skin.

Swirling her tongue around and over the tit in her mouth she felt Cassie's body start to shudder against her own. Cupping her finger tips up, Amelia slowly applied a bit of pressure on the top of Cassie's vagina and pulled her fingers back out from the soaking wet pussy they were occupying. Stopping just short of pulling her fingers completely out, she drove them back into the warm hole, continuing to get faster until Cassie's hips heaved and twisted. Her pussy clamped down around Amelia's fingers almost like they were trying to pull them in further. Her knees crossed as her legs strained against the ties holding her to the bed.

Amelia's wrist was locked in place as her arm was dragged with Cassie's bucking hips. Landing on top of the smaller woman, her head crashed down inches away from Jaxson's cock, which had steadily gotten harder and harder as he had watched her play with his girlfriend's body. A clear string of pre-cum steadily flowed out of his half hidden cock head, as he tried to inch closer to his girlfriend. His hand that was tied closest to her reached out and grabbed her closest hand as he watched her cum. As she came down from her orgasm, Cassie looked over at her boyfriend, her hazel brown eyes were glossy as she met his steady blue eyes. Her words were too muffled as she tried to speak, her frustration leaked out of her eyes and ran down her soft cheek as her hand that held him tightened.

Ameilia pointed to the gags on each of their mouths and mumbled a few words, the fabric slipped away, as Cassie whispered,

"I love you, I love you, I love you..." Over and over.

With another flick and a few more mumbled words, the restraints on the couple's wrists and ankles also slipped off. Turning to smoke as they fell below the mattress to the carpeted ground below. Amelia stood up, as the two lovebirds rolled into each other. Cassie's leg wrapped around Jaxson's hip, as his arms pulled her chest into his. His cock smooshed between him and her lower stomach. Her head tucked under his chin as she softly cried in his embrace. Heat flooded into Amelia's cheeks as looked at the two, intertwined between her. Feelings of fear, and regret, swirled in her head, narrowing her vision.

"I'm so sorry." She was able to spit out as the floor below her swam.

The need to run tried to overtake her brain but she knew no matter how bad she had screwed up her relationship with Cassie she had to stay and try to explain her powers, or at least swear them to secrecy.

Looking up from Cassie's shoulder, Jaxson locked eyes with Amelia. Surprisingly she didn't see hate or resentment in them, but gentleness.

"She can get overwhelmed easily from her orgasms." He explained softly. "She just needs a minute to express her feelings, but she will be okay. It freaked some other new partners out too." he said calmly, reading Amelia's mind.

Taking a few big gulps of air, Cassie's face re-appeared as she detached herself from the relative safety of her man's arms. Tears no longer ran down her face, and she seemed to be calming.

"How?" she asked, her shaky voice was weak but Amelia understood what she was asking.

Looking down at her feet, Amelia thought of any way to keep her secret secure. Unable to find one, and tired of hiding she looked up at her best friend's streaked face. The words tumbled out of Amelia all at once as she let down her boundaries, unable to hold it all in any more.

"My family comes from a long line of magic users, my mom, her mom, her dad, all the way back hundreds of years. Growing up my mom swore me to secrecy over her powers, and when I started showing my own abilities I was sent to a school to help control them."

Looking up at the two people across from her she could see the astonishment and confusion on their faces.

"Other than that I'm completely normal, though." She pleaded with them. Unsure if they would still see their friend standing across from the bed or a monster they didn't recognize.

Smiling softly, Cassie climbed off the bed. Stepping lightly around the clothes on the floor, and over to Amelia. She took her hand in hers and held it as she looked up into Amelia's eyes.

"I hope you don't think that we hate you now." The blonde woman said. "You might be different from me, or Maya, but isn't that what makes people so amazing? Not our similarities but our differences, and what we can do with the gifts we are given?"

The sincerity and profoundness hit Amelia like a truck as the shorter woman pulled her into a hug. The tears stung Amelia's eyes as her arms warped around her friend. As the moment passed, she felt lighter, like her soul didn't have to hide from anyone else's and was free to bubble up to the surface of her being.

Taking a step back as the two friends disengaged from each other, Cassie wiped a tear from Amelia's cheek as they smiled and giggled facing each other. Feeling like it was the right thing to do, Amelia leaned closer to Cassie's face. Her lips parted as she felt Cassie's breath on her face. Their lips met as her eyes closed, softness lured her in deeper. The taste of her tears still fresh on her lips mixed with the taste of Cassie's tongue. The buzz in her head, blocking out the sound of Jaxson's steady breathing, and the music on the lower floor. The feeling spread down her body, pushing any uncomfortable, cold feelings away until her toes tingled. Her muscles relaxed as she felt Cassie relax into her. Breaking apart for air, the two women smiled wide, as they looked at each other and then over to Jaxson who was lounging against the headboard of the bed.

Looking back at Amelia, Cassie grabbed at the black dress around her hips.

"Let's see the magic you are hiding under here." She teased.

"Oh my god, that's horrible." Amelia laughed at the joke, as she turned around.

Cassie's small hands ran up the skin of her spine, making Amelia shiver. Her hands reached the collar with the button that realised the dress's top. Unhooking the button then running her fingers back down Amelia's spine to the zipper at her waist. Pulling the zipper down, Cassie moved back to the top of the dress. Lightly she pulled the top lace off of Amelia's shoulders. As she pulled the sleeves down she leaned forward and kissed Amelia's shoulder blade. Her soft lips made Amelia shiver again as she also felt a tingle in her pussy. As the dress cleared her arms, the rest of it slipped from her hips and to the floor in a heap. The autumn air, along with Cassie's soft touches made Amelia's large nipples hard almost immediately.

Cassie's hands ran over her ass as she admired her friend's body. Looking over at Jaxson Amelia saw that he was taking the sight of her naked body in. His cock had stiffened noticeably in his hand. Returning her attention to Cassie, Amelia leaned down and kissed her passionately again. The feeling of her soft lips running over hers and the taste of her tongue filled her head. Both women slipped a hand in between the others legs. Amelia loved the way Cassie's moan felt as she was kissing her. Her warm pussy was wet on her fingers and she could feel herself getting wetter too. As warmth in her lower stomach grew, a feeling of dominance came over her as she backed the blonde woman up to the bed. She wanted Cassie to herself for the moment. Pointing at Jaxson she muttered a sentence and he was once again tied spread eagle to the bed. His thick, hard uncut cock waved slightly as his hands were pulled away from it, a bead of precum rolled down his frenulum to the base of his cock.

Looking back at Cassie, Amelia put her hands on the shorter girl's shoulders.

"Get on your knees." She demanded gently.

Without hesitation, Cassie lowered her naked body to her knees. Her head was just in front of Amelia's pussy, and Amelia could feel her excited breath on her bush through the opened section in her panties.

"Good girl." Her voice was steady but still feminine. "Now take my panties off for me." She commanded. Cassie's nails brushed her hip as she pulled the black lace down Amelia's legs.

"Kiss my hip, where you scratched me." She said in a low voice.

Leaning forward, with her eyes focused on Amelia's face, Cassie's perky tits brushed against Amelia's smooth leg as she kissed the side of her hip. The softness felt like butterfly wings against her skin.

"Mmmmm, good girl." Amelia moaned. Pointing down at her crotch, she muttered a few words. As the spell took effect, a clear resin dildo with confetti looking spots in it materialized. Black cloth wrapped around the suction cup base of the toy, and wrapped around Amelia's bare hips. In a matter of seconds she had a strap-on attached tightly around her hips right above her clit. She hadn't actually created the dildo, just used a spell to transfer it from her drying rack next to her sink to the bedroom where she was now.

"Ohhh so pretty!" Cassie exclaimed.

"Yeah, it is pretty isn't it, and it's going to stretch your pretty holes." Amelia soothed. Her hand caressed Cassie's jaw, slipping to warp around the front of her neck. She felt the strong muscles there and pushed her hips out, the dildo thrusting towards Cassie's face.

"Open your pretty little mouth and take my cock." Amelia said roughly but not unkindly.

On her knees, Cassie opened her mouth. A string of saliva stretched between her small neat teeth and her tongue. Amelia tucked a strand of golden hair behind Cassie's small ear, Her nails ran over the sensitive area of Cassie's neck, enjoying the way her shoulders shuddered at her touch. Running her fingers up the bottom of Cassie's hair and firmly grasping the base of her hair, she was able to move the other woman's head wherever she wanted.

Keeping the dildo level with Cassie's eager mouth, Amelia guided her head forward. The thick dildo sliding right into her mouth over her tongue. Pushing a bit further, Amelia felt the tip of the dildo hit the back of Cassie's throat. A slight gag a moment later confirmed this, as Amelia pulled Cassie's head back off of her toy. Slowly Amelia worked Cassie's tight throat with her dildo until the smaller woman's tits were covered with spit. Her chest glistened as Amelia rubbed the tip of her dildo on Cassie's messy face, and lips. Once Amelia felt like she had enough spit on the toy, she leaned down and wrapped her hand around Cassie's throat again.

"Mmmm you took my cock so well... Jaxson must have been teaching you." She said.

As she did she guided Cassie up off her knees and back onto the bed. Turning her around and positioning her in between her boyfriend's legs. His cock was still rock hard as he watched his girlfriend service Ameila's toy. Pushing the smaller woman up so her head was positioned above Jaxson's cock Amelia climbed up on the bed behind her and put the head of the dildo against Cassie's slit. Rubbing it up and down inside of Cassie's long labia and enjoying the way she moaned.

"Suck his cock." She said softly, watching the way Jaxson's cock throbbed towards his girlfriend's mouth.

Cassie lowered her head down to Jaxson's penis. Pulling his skin down with her small hands to expose all of his pink cockhead. Her tongue worked the sensitive area of his cock as Amelia spit in her hand. Lubing up the toy the best she could, Amelia slid the head against the small hole of Cassie's vagina. Pushing in slowly, she could feel Cassie's muscles resist her for a second before the tip slid into her hole. The blonde woman's loud moan was stifled as Amelia leaned forward and pushed her head all the way down onto Jaxson's cock. Sliding further into Cassie, Amelia worked the toy in and out. Watching as Cassie's pussy lips gripped the sides of the dildo, like they never wanted to let go of the pleasure it was giving her.

Soon Cassies moans mixed with Jaxsons, the closer they each got the louder they were. His hips bucking, Jaxson came just as Cassie did. Amelia watched her little asshole twitch as Cassie's throat was filled with her boyfriend's cum. Taking a break from thrusting, Amelia rested with the dildo buried in the petite body under her. Her own body glistened with sweat from the effort she had put in to fucking Cassie.

Pulling out of the other woman she flopped onto her back next to the couple. Her arms and legs spread out, with the dildo still attached to her hips. Pointing at Jaxson from upside down she mumbled the words to realise him. The restraints fell away as his cock flopped against his stomach, drained but still hard. Looking back up at the ceiling Amelia felt very satisfied. Even though she hadn't cum she had enjoyed the feeling of pleasing her best friend. Hearing the bed move, and thinking Jaxson probably wanted to get cleaned up or use the bathroom. Amelia relaxed even further into the soft mattress. But a moment later Jaxson's hard cock slid over her clit. His wet, messy, creamy cock positioned at the bottom of her slit as he spit on her pussy. His fingers rubbed the homemade lube in as her pussy lit up with sensations.

Lifting her feet up to his shoulders, she felt his head slip into her hole. His cock stretched her pussy open as his warmth filled her up. A moan pushed past her lips as Amelia closed her eyes. Feeling the pressure from his cock push in and out of her lower stomach. His thrusts started to pick up speed as she felt his big, heavy balls slap her asshole. A soft touch on her chest, followed by a pleasurable pinch from her large pillowy tits told her Cassie had joined her man and was trying to bring her to an orgasm.

The pleasure threatened to take over her brain, all she had to do was let it happen. Letting it build and build, she could feel the rush of hot pleasure start to roll over her. Her pussy clenched, pulling the cock that was in her stomach further into her body as Jaxson's member swelled. His balls unloaded again pushing his cum deep into her womb. His warm cum felt hot in the bottom of her stomach as his cock twitched. The pleasure took her hearing, and vision from her as her orgasm intensified. Her arms spasming over her chest as she pushed Cassie off of her sensitive areas. The feeling crashed and crashed over her until the waves started to lessen.

As she came to, she noticed the binds holding the dildo to her had vanished during her orgasm. The dildo had fallen to the floor at the foot of the bed. Jaxson pulled his cock out, making her pussy feel empty but satisfied. She could feel the sticky oozes of cum flowing from her hole, over her lips and onto the bed. The couple sprawled out on the bed on either side of her, where they all tried to catch their breath, each of them wondering how soon the next spooky round of sex would be.