Britney here for.  As Paris continues to observe, Britney never seems to hold back, cramming her tongue in this strangers mouth, making out with him like they were still in high school.  But it doesn't stop there, before too long the guys friend is behind her, pumping at her on the dance floor from behind.  Britney has her tongue in one guys mouth, and her hand reaching back pulling the next guy into her.  Paris decides it's time to move on, so she squeezes her way in between the trio just enough to say, "hey bitch, let's take your two new friends and get out of here."  Britney whispers something in the firsts guy's ear, he passes the message along, and the next thing they know Paris is speeding down Hollywood Blvd. heading to her place.  Both the girls continue to giggle at one another on the ride home from the front seat, barely paying attention to the two lucky guys in the back seat.  "I'm Jason," the first guy says from the back, "and this is Raymond."  "Well boys," Paris replies, "I assume we need no introduction."  "Hell no, you're Paris fucking Hilton, and everyone knows who she is."  Paris winks at Britney.  Britney looks back, "just out of curiosity, how old are you guys."  "Honestly? 19 and 20," Jason replies.  "Well, at least you're legal," Paris laughs.  At her place, they pull in past the security gaurds, into her 6 car garage, loaded with over a million dollars in cars, the guys are already amazed.  Inside its no less of a paradies, huge house, obviously designed to be a house of wild parties.  As the two guys walk in the kitchen, Britney comes stumbling back from the kitchen, holding two expensive bottles of champagne.  Taking a few pulls from one, she passes it to the boys.  "Looks like you guys have some catching up to do, why don't you finish these  then meet us in the living room."  Brit takes Paris' hand and off they go, giggling and stumbliing.  As the two boys come back to reality, they realize what they're missing, so after a few high fives of amazement, they start chugging as quickly as possible.  In the living room Paris turns on some music, then walks over to Britney, "what do you have planned for these g..."  But before she can finish, Britney wraps her arms around Paris' neck and lays a massive tongue kiss on her, holding her close and letting her know how she really feels.  Paris doesn't fight it, she lets Brit finish her kiss then as they pull away, "fuck girl, you are drunk!"  Britney laughs, "don't act like you didn't like it," as she slaps Paris in the ass over her short white skirt.  Paris grabs her hand, "where do you think you're going you sexy bitch, don't start what you can't finish," and with that she lays an even sexier, more erotic kiss on Britney.  This is no longer a kiss to be funny, this is a kiss to say that I want you in every way possible.  Between the heat of the moment and the intensity of the booze, they briefly forget the two boys, wrapping up each other, standing in the living room exploring each others mouths.  Soft breathing turns heavy, heavy breathing turns to gently moans.  Both girls know what they want, and never stop to think twice about achieving that goal.  Never releasing their kiss, the two slowly walk Paris backwards to the couch, managing not even to part as Paris falls back to the couch.  The moans become more frequent, and finally their sexy lips part.  That infamous sexy smile comes from Paris, and Britney knows just what that means.  Like a pro, even though it's her first time with another woman, Brit drops to her knees.  Her eyes fixed on one of the most famous sexy pairs of eyes ever.  Eyes still locked, Britney's soft hands begin to push up the sides of Pari's thighs, slowly inching her short skirt up higher and higher, stopping just before her crotch is exposed.  Still moving her hands, she locks her fingers on the sides of Paris' white thong, and seductively guides it down her long thin legs.  Paris raises her ass just enough to let her panties be removed with no problems.  Down her knees, shins, ankles, and off her feet, being tossed to the side and forgotten.  Paris slightly moves back on the couch, inviting Britney to have her way.  Paris looks down at her new friend, "is this your first time with another woman?"  "Yes," Britney replies, "I hope you make it worth my while."  With that final word, Paris reaches down to the front of her skirt, and pulls it up, exposing her beautiful hairless pussy.  Britney has never tasted one, but she knows good and well how she likes it done to her, so that's where she starts.  With one arm she pushes Paris' legs open wider, slowly moving her face closer.  Starting at the middle inside of Paris' thigh, her warm tongue greets it, and inch by inch she runs her tongue up the inside of Paris' leg.  Only one inch away from glory, she stops to enjoy the sweet aroma, teasing Paris.  Paris squirms, wanting to be Britney's first taste of pussy.  Then it happens, the tip of Britne's soft tongue brushes the outside of her swollen lip, "oh god," Paris pants.  Now again, licking all the way up.  Paris' hands lock into Britney's hair, not forcing, just guiding her head as Britney slowly begins to lick all around, over, under, and most of all, inside of Paris' soaking wet mound.  Britney is instanly hooked, skillfully running her tongue all over Paris' cunt.  Making love to her insides with her tongue and fingers, making sure all of her juices end up in her mouth.  She licks, sucks, fingers, fucks all around, paying special attention to Paris' erect clit.  Each thrust of a tongue forces Paris to arch her back and scream out, letting it be known how much of a screamer she really is (even though you would never know it from her famous tape).  She lifts her legs over Britney's shoulders, indicating that she's not going anywhere till this business is finished.  Britney takes the hint, and for the next 10 minutes she licks and sucks Paris better than anyone ever has before, even to the point that Paris thought Britney was lying about never doing this before.  The moans turned to screams and constant panting, Britney knows she's close and that drives her wild.  Britney can feel the heat in her own panties, and can't wait to let herself be serviced.  At that moment she realizes that the two boys must be getting the show of a lifetime and decides to make it worth their time.  She pulls Paris open further, taking her clit in her teeth and playfully pulling and biting it.  That's all Paris can stand, and without warning or hesitation, her small hips thrust upwards, grabs two fistfulls of hair, and unloads a massive orgasm in Britney's mouth.  Britney knows what she wants, and helps Paris off the couch enough to engulf her pussy with her mouth, opening wide, sucking hard, and humming in pleasure as she takes in the warm gushes of sweet juices coming from Paris.  A few more seconds and the moans reside to heavy breathing.  "Holy fucking shit girl, that was incredible."  Britney smiles and licks her lips.  Britney knows the two guys have been watching so she looks over, "well boys, now's your chance to fuck the hottest pussy in hollywood."  About a tenth of a second later Jason is standing in front of her, over his jeans Brit rubs him, "yeah, I'd say your ready," laughing b/c the giant bulge was obvious enough.  She undoes his belt, button, zipper, and before she can get it all the way open his massive erection springs out, hitting about 8" and pre-cum already dangling from the tip.  She doesns't even take the time to remove his pants entirely, she wraps her small hands around his shaft, pumps it a few times, then guides it over to Paris.  Paris, not saying a word, just spreads her legs as Jason lowers himself to lay on her.  Britney on her knees helps guide his cock to Paris' wet pussy, and Jason takes it from there.  As Jason enters Paris, forgetting about the other two in the room, Britney knows it's her turn to be serviced.  She looks to Ray, "hey stud, it's your turn," as she reaches for his belt.  Ray takes the time to remove his shirt, revealing a ripped chest and abs, and immediately Britney knows that they picked two ripe studs, just like they planned.  She's still on her knees, so working his pants open is no problem at all.  Very unexpectedly, as she lowers his briefs, his massive cock escapes.  Not fully erect, and already as long as his friends.  She's amazed and nervous and trying to fit this in.  "Holy fuck, hey girl check this shit out."  Paris tries to look around Jason, but Jason never misses a beat.  He's in his own world pounding the shit out of her.  Her eyes look at Britney and go huge, almost as if to say, "holy shit, how in the hell are we going to get that inside of us."  Britney knows that there is no turning back, and she does what she does best, takes the head of his monster in her sweet mouth.  Her right hand wrapped around it she begins to pump it in and out of her mouth, moaning and sucking her new friend.  He holds her head with one hand, while the other is on his hips.  He's got a stud cock and he knows it.  Having this mega-star wrap her sweet lips around it only verifies it even more.  He actually debates about where he should cum, in her mouth, on her face?  She's too drunk and horny to give a shit.  He looks over at his friends, frantically banging away on Paris, almost as if to hurry before she realizes that he's a nobody.  But she doesn't care, she loves to have sex, she's a slut and she knows it.  She puts one hand on Jason's ass and helps him drive into her over and over.  She let's him know how good it feels.  After a few minutes she pulls her shirt up and off her head so she can play with her tits while he fucks her, she loves pinching her own nipples while being banged.  Britney continues to swallow as much of Ray as she can, and he's quite impressed with how well she does.  Kevin may have been a complete loser, but he too had a massive shaft and he trained her how to handle it.  Wider and wider her mouth goes to take him in her, showing him that she's still the one in control.  Once she's decided he's hard enough, she pulls him from her, pumps him a few times while looking up at him, then she stands.  No kissing, just sex.  She lifts her shirt up and off her head, he just stares.  Reaching back with one hand, she unclasps her bra, and almost instantly her massive tits force the bra off and to the floor.  They're huge, she's still a fresh mom and her massive jugs show it.  He reaches for them but she wants something else.  She pushes his head down to them, forcing her erect nipples in his mouth.  She groans as he sucks as she wishes.  Not long, she doesn't want to run him off by lactating so she switches his kiss to the other one.  Then back up, making eye contact with a smile as she reaches back and unzips her short black skirt.  She slowly slides it down her soft hips, reminding Ray that she still has some weight on her from the baby.  He doesn't care, it's Britney Spears, besides being fresh after having a baby will allow her to take his massive rod deeper in her.  She has on silk black panties, and he can see that she's very soaked.  Still fixed on his eyes, she locks her fingers on the sides and slowly slides them down her sexy legs.  She steps out, now standing before him naked.  As she reaches her small hand out she here's Jason's voice panting and moaning, so she briefly pauses to look over and watch him pull out his cock and jerk himself off to unleash mass amounts of cum all over her friend.  Paris loves it, pulling him by his young ass to make sure that he shoots it on her tits, chest, neck, stomach, and finally planting it deep in her mouth, not wanting any to escape.  Back to business, Britney looks at Ray, "now it's your turn. can you match that?"  She walks backwards, holding him by his massive tool, she lays on the other couch, spreads her legs wide open to let him see her perfect bald snatch, seeing that alone almost made him cum.  She smiles and reaches for him.................................  TO BE CONTINUED

to the spring months, and who could forget those California girls…

 

My vacation was a celebration; It’s not everyday a guy graduates from MIT and picks up his first job as a researcher making more money than some stock brokers.  So my purpose in California was strictly pleasure, no work, no stress, and certainly no love.

 

What the hell could be worse than love?  I can’t think of anything that stresses me out more than the thought of trying to find ‘that special someone.’  Why can’t a guy just pick up a girl at a bar, fuck her brains out, then go home?  Some friends told me I could do just that in sunny California, so that’s how I ended up in L.A. that night.

 

The weather was gorgeous when I left that night to go out on the town.  The air was dry and warm, with just enough breeze to keep your hair out of place.  I put on my typical outfit, blue jeans and a nice shirt, and left my hotel room for a club I had heard about earlier that day.

 

Supposedly it moved around a bit, the better to keep the cops away, and drew some movie stars occasionally.  The current address had been given to me by a waitress at a bar on the beach with a wink which simply left me speechless.  Ok, perhaps her incredible ass is what left me speechless.

 

I arrived at the bar at around nine, feeling like I was ready to go.  I had already had a large dinner and was ready to drink some girl into submission if I couldn’t get her to come to my room with me any other way.

 

There was no line, just a nasty looking doorman demanding a fifty dollar cover.  Of course, the gorgeous, mostly nude hostess right behind him made that experience bearable.

 

The place was packed and jamming.  I’d say the ratio of women to men was close to two-to-one, but what I really noticed was the quality of women.  Calling them all super attractive would be a lie, but I saw a few I thought were too good to be true.

 

Then I saw her.  Yep, her.  Natalie Portman.  A couple of guys were grabbing at her and I guess it was her bodyguards' night off.  She seemed to be taking it, but nearing her limits.  I did not feel any anger towards those men; in fact I sympathized with them.  Though I admit I was glad they were so damn stupid.

 

I walked over to the bar and quickly picked up two whiskeys straight up.  With these in hand I walked by once to verify what I suspected.  The dumbasses didn’t know who she was.

 

I pushed between them, “Excuse me guys,” I smiled at Natalie, “Here’s your drink darling.”

 

If I didn’t know she was an actress, I would have been impressed.  She never even missed a beat.

 

“Thanks honey,” she took the drink, took a deep breath of its vapors, then sipped a small amount.

 

“Hey,” the smartest of the pair I guess, “she came in alone, I saw her.”

 

“I’m sorry buddy, I was working late,” I smiled broadly, hoping my ability to fool them was half as good as hers.

 

One growled, the other murmured an apology under his breath, and then they both walked off, seeking other prey.

 

Natalie turned to me, allowing me to see her better in the small strapless dress that fit her very snugly.  She had on a red wig and green contact lenses, but it was definitely her.

 

“Hey, thanks, my name is Lisa,” she stuck out her hand like a very naive girl from the mid-west.

 

I took her hand carefully and raised it to my lips, “I’m Kevin and the pleasure was all mine.”

 

I made eye contact the whole time and then turned to walk away, seemingly forgetting something.

 

“Hey,” I turned at her call, “you can’t leave,” she stepped up close to me as though we were dancing, “you’re my boyfriend tonight.”

 

I smiled, “I have been here awhile and was on my way out when I saw your predicament.”

 

“Well, I should probably leave too then,” she shrugged and we walked hand in hand from the club.

 

Outside she asked me about possibly letting her take me somewhere.

 

“I’m real tired, but you could convince me to take you to a club close to my house if you like.”

 

“That sounds cool Kevin.”

 

I could tell she had shifted into being polite to her night in shining armor, so I decided to test the waters.

 

“Well, the club I was thinking of visiting is really not a place girls like you frequent.”

 

“Try me,” once again; I might have been fooled if I didn’t know.

 

The limo I had hired for the night moved slowly through the city as we talked in the back, mostly about sex.  It soon became apparent to me that while she may not have been into the kind of sex I was into, she was horny.  She kept shifting as we talked.

 

At the sex club, which was not anywhere near my five star hotel, we got out and went in.  I walked directly to the back and walked into a booth, Natalie followed.

 

I had been here twice before on this trip and had chosen this booth for a reason.  The girl in it was gorgeous and liked me, possibly because I tipped like a drunken sailor who had just won the lottery.  She also thought the rules sucked and had lowered the glass to allow some ‘touching.’

 

When Georgia saw me with a girl she looked a little pouty, but happy to see me as she began to dance.  As she danced, I discreetly wrote a not on a pad I always carry (I know I’m a geek, I can’t help it) and held it out.  Fortunately, Natalie was somewhat engrossed in watching the show and only Georgia saw what I had written.

 

Natalie never said a word, though she did flush and certainly looked uncomfortable.  I was waiting for Georgia’s break…

 

“You don’t mind this do you?” I asked as Georgia took a break.

 

Natalie just smiled, “Not at all, though this is a very interesting first date.”

 

I excused myself to use the restroom and get us drinks.  It didn’t take long to find Georgia.

 

“Hey babe,” she smiled as she spoke with a southern drawl that wasn’t entirely fake, “what’s with the broad?”

 

“Is it possible to set her up?”

 

“She looked at me a little stunned, “You mean like what John had suggested last week?”

 

I shook my head in the affirmative and handed her another note.

 

“Here are my instructions, carry them out and I will make sure you make your rent for the next six months.”  After picking up her jaw, Georgia walked off quickly.

 

Returning with a couple of beers, I found Georgia at it again.  As soon as she saw me, she lowered the glass.  I set my glass down on the floor next to my chair and adjusted my package, then carefully unzipped and pulled out my cock.

 

Natalie took in a breath, obviously surprised by this development, as I began stroking myself.  Georgia continued to dance as Natalie became more agitated and more interested in the show.

 

“Kevin…”

 

“Yes Lisa,” I did my damndest to hold in a broad smile.

 

“Uh, nothing.”

 

Georgia stepped close to where the glass had been and I stood up.  She quickly stripped me, then I became a part of the show as we made out not three feet from a bright red Natalie Portman.  As we chased each other’s tongues, Georgia found my seven inch cock and began to stroke it.

 

Natalie was nearly beside herself already, but finally lost it when Georgia fell to her knees before me.  She finally began to rub herself…

 

Georgia’s ministrations were very generous, but she made sure that I did not cum in her mouth.  She sucked all of me down, then switched to licking me like a lollipop, then sucked my balls, then….. you get the idea.

 

In the middle of all of this, Georgia pointed at Natalie.  Over my shoulder, I watched the sexy actress rubbing herself, her hand all the way in her panties.  Her eyes were closed as I turned from Georgia and walked the two steps to Natalie.

 

She barely blinked as I slipped my cock between her lips.  It was as if she had been born for that moment as she began to suck my cock with an avid interest.  All too soon, I was ready to blow my load.

 

Pulling out of those gorgeous lips, I grabbed her by the shoulders, taking charge of her body.  I kissed her passionately on the lips, my tongue invading her mouth, trying to take her hostage with my passion.

 

Meanwhile, Georgia and I stripped the young actress down to nothing, passing her clothes through a small door she never even noticed.  I don’t think Natalie even knew she was nude for several minutes, we had her…

 

My assault on her nipples was not as effective as I had hoped, but when Georgia started sucking on her clit…wow.  Natalie bucked and screamed, cumming nearly instantly as the stripper gave her the best head of her life.  Soon she was weak in the knees.

 

Allowing Natalie to fall to her knees, I moved in behind her.  She was shaved clean with pussy lips red and swollen due to their recent attention.  My favorite actress was not entirely out of it, however.

 

“Kevin, please use a condom, I am not on birth control,” she smiled over her shoulder.  I was in heaven.

 

Finding the only condom in my wallet, I asked Georgia to put it on for me.

 

“Kevin, this barely fits, you’re a thick guy,” Georgia whispered.

 

I only smiled as I penetrated Natalie and received a deep moan for my effort.

 

Georgia stood up and left the booth as I grabbed Natalie’s hair and yanked it back.  Her grunt told me she was into it as I pushed her lower back down and tilted her pelvis up towards me.  She couldn’t move at all as I mercilessly pounded the celebrity pussy below me.

 

This cunt was so tight, I just couldn’t believe it.  She definitely was not a slut, but she evidently wasn’t against becoming one.  Natalie hardly blinked as John; a well-endowed black man entered the booth followed by Georgia.  She watched avidly ass Georgia sucked him for a couple minutes and then took his monster cock deep inside her.

 

They had positioned themselves so she could watch, merely inches from her face as I fucked her from behind.  Georgia was moaning loudly as John’s nine inch penis stretched her to the limit…

 

Suddenly, John pulled out and fed a moaning Natalie his enormous cock.  She was even more out of sorts due to me slamming her very hard at that moment.  The celebrity slut grunted, gasped, and continued to take it all, not even realizing that the condom I wore was now little more than a tight cock ring…

 

Unable to cum, I fucked her for more than half an hour before deciding it was time.  I pulled out quickly and peeled off the condom, then pushed right back in.  She gasped as it reentered her and hit her g-spot, forcing a quick orgasm.  I was seconds from cumming…

 

John stepped away and walked around as I continued to fuck her, drawing ever closer.

 

“God Kevin, you are amazing,” she moaned as she looked over her shoulder and rolled her eyes, obviously near an orgasm.

 

“Natalie, the condom broke,” I wanted her to know.  She never even flinched.

 

“Please don’t take it away now, I’m so close.”

 

I pounded the slut for all I was worth.  My cock grew in girth, ready to cum.  I came to a sudden halt.

 

“Tell me what you want and use my name and yours, your whole name,” she was surprised and near panic, then I began to remove my cock.  After a short moan…

 

“I am Natalie Portman and I want Kevin to cum deep inside my pussy and make me cum,” she shuddered as she spoke and I rammed into her again.

 

This time there was no stopping, no quarter, no fear.  She was mine as I pounded her pussy for all I was worth, jerking her head back by her hair and pushing her down with my other hand.  My balls rose…and Georgia pulled them down.

 

“I want to see this show for a little longer,” she smiled as Natalie shuddered.  Another stripper from the club came into the booth, stroking as very large cock as Natalie’s eyes were closed.

 

“Here it comes whore!” I screamed as I let go of my cum.  I pumped her for several minutes, making sure I was done spurting before slowly drawing my cock out of her, stroking my remaining cum into her as I slipped out.  She was panting and a little out of it, she was thinking it was over…

 

I walked around in front of her; I wanted to see her face as John punched his big dick into her.  Her mouth was a big O as he slid beneath her, grabbing her small tits and pulling her onto his cock.  She tried to fight momentarily, then locked eyes with me as I stroked my growing member just inches from her beautiful face.  She knew she was all done.

 

I kneeled in front of her and spoke quietly.

 

“Natalie Portman, we are going to fuck every hole you have and fill your pussy with cum tonight.”

 

“Do, uh, I, ugh, have a, ugh, choice,” she asked quietly between taking thrusts.

 

“No.”

 

Her face hardened a bit, and then she smiled.

 

“Are you taping me?”

 

“No, I wish they had cameras in these booths, but they don’t.”

 

I am not sure what she would have said and I honestly don’t care.  The look on her face as she lost her anal virginity to a ten inch porn star cock was priceless.  To her credit, she never missed a beat the rest of the night.

 

At this point I decided talk was cheap and pushed my cock into her mouth.  Not being the vengeful type, she just started sucking.  My cock hardened up very nicely and just in time as John announced the inevitable.

 

“Here’s the juice bitch!”

 

I stepped back as he lifted her up and thrust deep inside her.  Surprisingly, Taylor, her other ‘lover’, never lost a beat, continuing to use her ass as John came.

 

“Gimme all your cum you fuckers, I want it all!” Natalie yelled as she started meeting the thrusts.  I was truly amazed.

 

As John slipped out, Taylor switched holes, making her grunt.  I walked out the door.  A young man, probably barely twenty-one was staring at a dancer’s ass, not knowing what to do in the middle of the club.  I grabbed him by the arm and dragged him into the room.

 

Taylor was now sitting on a chair with Natalie riding him for all she was worth.

 

“How are you doing Darling,” I smiled.

 

She licked her lips seductively and continued to ride the huge cock within her as Taylor sucked her nipples, leaving them all wet.  The young man next to me pointed.

 

“That’s…that’s…” he hardly noticed Georgia sucking his cock, bringing him close very fast.

 

“Tell him who you are,” I commanded.

 

“I am Natalie Portman and I am her taking samples of cum,” she said just as Taylor pulled her onto his monster cock and held her there, cumming up into her womb.

 

I looked to Georgia, and sure enough, she was swallowing the boys cum.  When she released him, he was still hard.

 

Grabbing him, I pushed him against the wall and told him to stay put with a growl.  Natalie offered no resistance as I lifted her off of Taylor and put her back to the young man who quickly grabbed her breasts.  Georgia was kind enough to help him into her ass.

 

She flinched, her ass probably very sore.  Natalie’s eyes were cold as I completed the double penetration and wrapped her legs around me.

 

Holding her legs up a bit, I thrust deep into her, wanting to cum in her very squishy cunt one more time.  The young man came very quickly again and Georgia made a decision.

 

Kneeling beside us, the stripper pulled the boy’s rock hard cock from her ass and placed it next to mine.  Natalie braced herself as I smiled…

 

Unable to take us initially, it took almost ten minutes to get his cock in next to mine.  I felt his warm cum in no time…

 

“How much of that do you have,” I joked.

 

“His balls are huge,’ Georgia commented.

 

This is when the boys demeanor changed, “One shot, one baby man.”

 

Natalie grunted, actually trying to get off us as the boy related his story.

 

“I’m actually kind of on the run.  In high school I knocked up two girls, my freshman year of college I took care of seven,” he stated deadpan as he mauled our slut’s tits.

 

I leaned in close to her still thrusting as his cum ran down my balls from yet another orgasm, “Just your luck huh?”

 

My orgasm began to build, my balls coming up, ready to fill this whore with more cum.  I tried to go deep, thrusting harder and harder as I got closer…

 

The boy’s cock popped out just as I started to cum and I came a lot.  Natalie’s eyes were the size of saucers as I jammed into her again and again, cum streaming into my personal fuck toy.

 

My legs turned to rubber and I fell with her on top.  I pulled her to me and kissed her.  Unexpectedly, she returned my kiss quite passionately.  When it was over, the kiss I mean, I looked into beautiful eyes.  No one else was in the room; we were done for the night.

 

“I will have you in jail for the rest of your life for this.”

 

I smiled confidently, “Ok honey.”

 

She looked about for her clothes.  Then turned to me.

 

I simply shook my head and she knew what was what.

 

Just after she left the booth, she was grabbed, bent over a table near the exit, and fucked again.  This large, sweaty, business man gave no quarter and she asked for none as she was raped mercilessly.  We all just watched as several men jerked themselves nearby, waiting for their turn.

 

A tap on my shoulder told me the tape was ready, so I turned and took it from John, and then put it in the display VCR.  On the floor and being fucked by yet another man, Natalie’s eyes were tearing up as she watched herself ask to be filled with cum…

 

movie Jackson quickly changed the
channel to Sports Center and got up to answer the door.

"Yo, Fermine my man what's up?" Jackson greeted Miley's dress designer with
his hand down low waiting for a low five.

"I wish I had time to stay and chat with you Jackson, but my day is full.
Where's Miley? I have half a dozen new outfits I need her to try on so I can
see how they fit and make alterations."

"She's out with our dad. They were having car problems and called to tell me
to ask you if you could come back later today."

"I can't my day's full. Have your dad call me later today."

"But, Miley needs those outfits for her concert in three days."

"I know that, but I'm on a very tight schedule and don't have a lot of room
for delays. I've got really nasty impatient clients all over the city and
Mandy Moore paid me a bundle to spend as much time as needed with her this
afternoon to get her outfits designed and ready for her upcoming tour. Just
have your father call me and we'll work something out."

As Fermine started to leave Jackson stopped him with an odd question. "What
if I model the clothes again? Could you get them done then?"

"That's certainly a strange question. The last time you did this for me I
had to pay you twenty bucks to do it."

"I know that, but I'm gonna do this for Miley. She is my sister and I support
her."

"Personally I think you're full of baloney, but fine. Help me get my stuff
out of my van."

Jackson went with Fermine to his van and both took three of the outfits that
were on hangers. Fermine then went back one more time to get his supplies to
make minor alterations and make notes of what needed to be done. All of the
outfits were dresses or two piece outfits with skirts that Jackson found
himself enjoying as he tried each of them on. It took almost an hour for
Fermine to make decisions about the colors and design for each piece. As
Jackson took each outfit off his reluctance to do so started to increase with
each piece. He was happy again when he was handed the next outfit until there
were none left to try on. As he helped carry the outfits back to Fermine's
van Jackson asked him another odd question.

"Hey listen, I want to ask you a question, but I don't want it to get out.
It could ruin my rep you know?"

"What is it Jackson? I have two clients I must get to, before this afternoon.
If I'm lately Mandy gets so cranky."

"Do you have any of the old outfits you designed for Miley that weren't
used?"

"Some of them. Why?"

"Well when I tried the outfits on for you they felt really comfortable and
are cooler than the clothes I got. Except for the blue sequin piece. I didn't
like that one."

"If I did where would you wear them hmm? Your friends at school would laugh
at you and Miley and your dad would think you're weird."

"I know that and they already think I'm weird. I'd only wear them around the
house when I'm alone. Please do this for me and you'll be my homey for life."

"Please do not call me a homey. You sound ridiculous saying that, but the
next time I come over I'll bring what I can find."

"Aaaah yeeaaah! Gimme five!" Jackson whooped holding out his hand.

"Stop that too," Fermine replied taking the last of his things to the van.

* * *

Just as he said he would Fermine brought over two outfits Miley never used
a month after Jackson's request. One was a black dress similar to the one
Jackson had modeled before except that the design on the front was different.
The second outfit was a red skirt and matching halter-top.

"Here you go," Fermine said handing Jackson a plastic bag with the clothes
neatly folded inside. "I made some alterations to them of course so they
would fit you. Don't get caught, but if you do say you stole them from me."

"Trust me, I won't get caught," Jackson reassured him.

"Somehow I don't believe that," Fermine replied as he got into his van.

With the clothes in hand Jackson went back inside the house carefully
sneaking into his room with the bag. Miley was hanging out at Lilly's house
and his dad was busy laying on the couch watching tv. Upstairs in his room
Jackson kept himself busy looking at his new clothes wondering what they'd
look like on him. Not able to resist the urge Jackson locked his bedroom
door and quickly changed clothes putting on the halter top/skirt combination.

"Oh yeah! I looked good don't I?" Jackson said talking to himself in the
mirror. "Steven Seagal definitely has nothing on me now." Jackson flexed for
several minutes impressed with himself when he noticed something. He bent
over slightly to watch the skirt ride up on him. When it did his tighty
whities looked out of place. "Hmm... While these are comfortable they just
don't go with this outfit, but Miley's underwear would go with this."

Jackson quickly changed back into his regular clothing and stepped out of
his room. Downstairs his dad was busy cleaning up the kitchen. Jackson
quietly tiptoed across the hall to Miley's room and sneaked inside. Being as
quiet as he could he went to his sister's dresser drawers and opened her
underwear drawer. Inside Jackson found panties with all different designs
and colors and rooted through them for a minute before settling on a white
pair with a smiley face on the back. Jackson stuffed the panties into his
pocket and carefully stepped outside. As he made his way to his room he was
suddenly startled.

"Hey Jackson!" His father yelled.

"Wha-What?" Jackson stammered thinking he had been caught.

"I've got a meeting tonight about the commercial your sister will be doing
for the upcoming Hannah Montana clothing line," Robbie Stewart said from the
bottom of the stairs. "It's going to be finalizing a lot of minor details
and signing the paperwork so I'll be gone a few hours. Miley is spending the
night at Lilly's and I left you money for dinner on the counter. Do not
wreck your car."

"Sure dad," Jackson stuttered. "I probably won't even leave the house. Yeah
in fact just keep the money and I'll get something out of the fridge."

"Are you all right son?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Why?"

"It's just this is the first time you've given me money instead of taking
it."

"Yeah well I'm just trying to be supportive of you and Miley and everything.
No problems here."

"All right then I'll see you later."

Jackson quickly dashed back into his room breathing a heavy sight of relief
as his dad messed around the house for a few more minutes before leaving.
"That was a little too close," Jackson said to himself as he took Miley's
panties out of his pocket, "but were all alone now. Time to get comfortable."

Once again Jackson took his own clothing off and began putting the top and
skirt back on. As Jackson then began putting on the panties he began to
realize that they were quite a bit too small for him. He kept pulling though,
stretching and in some cases tearing the underwear, and eventually got them
on. Finally hapy with his look he went downstairs to microwave some corndogs
and watch some basketball. Jackson ate his dinner and as halftime of the game
began he decided it was time for a bathroom break. A few minutes later after
he relieved himself and washed his hands he emerged from the bathroom.
Jackson walked into the kitchen to get himself something to drink and was met
by two stares.

"What are you doing?" Miley asked as she and Lilly gawked at him.

"I'm trying some stuff on for Fermine... You know since you weren't here and
all..."

"Fermine's gone," Miley replied, "and you got paid for that last time."

"You two aren't even supposed to be here. You're supposed to be spending the
night at Lilly's."

"We are," Lilly replied. "We just came by to get some movies. I would say
let's get To Wong Foo, but I don't think we need to watch it ever again. This
is really weird."

"Yes it is," Miley replied.

"A little too weird for me. I'm going back home. I'll see you in a little
while."

"Okay," Miley replied. "I'll be there in a bit. I need to talk to my brother
for a moment." Miley waited until Lilly was gone before talking. "Aren't
these Fermine's old outfits that I didn't use?"

"Sort of."

"Then why are you wearing them?"

"Because they're comfortable and pretty and I like them."

"You're not wearing my underwear too are you?"

"Sort of."

"I was just kidding Jackson!" Miley said lifting up Jackson's skirt. "Oh my
god, you're wearing my smiley face panties! Those were my favorite!"

"You're not going to tell dad are you? It's not like I'm gay or anything.
It's just that I like these clothes better than mine and I'm still going to
totally impress girls with my massive guns," Jackson said flexing his arms.

"You've got to impress a girl, before you can impress many girls," Miley
said grinning. "I'm not going to tell dad anything, because I love Fermine's
clothes and I don't want him to get in trouble because he gave you girl
clothes to wear. I'll make sure Lilly doesn't say anything to anyone either,
though I don't think she'll take much convincing. There is one thing I want
to do first," Miley smiled at Jackson as she flipped open her camera phone
and took a picture of him.

"What are going to do with that picture? Delete it before you get us both in
trouble," Jackson said.

"I will, but first you are going to owe me big time. After you've made up
for this horrific incident I'll delete the photo and call it even."

* * *

"So what did Jackson say?" Lilly asked as she put ketchup on her hamburger
in the school cafeteria.

"About what?" Miley asked as she and Lilly sat down at a table not far from
one occupied by Johnny Collins.

"About the clothes he was wearing the other night."

"He said they were comfortable and cooler than his clothes and that's about
it. But don't say anything to anyone about it. If my dad finds out Jackson
wears girl clothes he got from Fermine then he might fire him and I really
like Fermine's designs."

"But didn't your dad have Fermine pay Jackson try model your clothes?"

"Yeah, but that to teach Jackson a lesson about money and responsibility. We
were goofing on him because it was funny and a one time thing."

"Well don't worry about a thing. I'm not going to tell anyone. In fact I kind
of wish I hadn't seen it. Although it'd be weird if one of the tabloids found
out that Hannah Montana's brother was a cross-dresser."

"Lilly I'm serious! Don't say a word!"

"I'm just messing with you. I won't tell anyone... Well, not as long as you
go over there and ask out Johnny."

"We've been through this before. I act like a total idiot when I'm around
him."

"What's the problem Miley? He said you're funny, the whole ketchup incident
didn't turn him off, and he's a huge fan of Hannah Montana."

"You know what Lilly you're right! I'm going to go over there and talk to
him," Miley said confidentially as she stood up, but before she could move
Amber sat down at the table next to Johnny. "But not today," She said
defeated and sat back down.

"God, Amber and Ashley sure have a way of ruining things. Where is Ashley
anyway?"

"I heard she had a zit on her forehead and her parents are calling her in
sick until it goes away."

"Oh man that's not cool," Lilly remarked as Amber and Johnny started kissing
at the table.

"I'm going outside," Miley mumbled getting up from the table.

"What? Why?" Just then Amber and Johnny broke their kiss and Amber turned to
look at the girls. She gave them a cute smile and a wave and turned her
attention back to Johnny.

"God, I want to strangle her so bad and if I stay I just might try and do
it," Miley grumbled leaving the cafeteria.

"Miley! Hey Miley wait!" Lilly shouted chasing after her into the hallway.
"You've got to do something Miley. You can't just stand around let Amber and
Ashley walk all over you whenever they feel like it."

"What should I do? I'm not going to get into a fight over a boy."

"You don't have to fight them, but do something. They've treated us both
like crap since the day we first met them."

"I don't know. Maybe I'll think of something." As Miley spoke those words an
idea started to form in her head about how to make Johnny hers.

* * *

"Hey Jackson is dad home?" Miley said entering the house with a towel wrapped
around her body.

"Not yet," Jackson replied glued to the tv.

"Do you know when he's going to be back?" Miley asked removing the towel and
revealing a solid red bikini top and bottom.

"Nope. He hasn't called yet."

"Good we need to talk," Miley said walking across the living into the kitchen
to get a bottle of water from the fridge.

"You know he's gonna kill you when he finds out you have that swimsuit."

"I wonder what he'll do when he finds out you like wearing girls clothes."

"Hey now," Jackson started sitting up on the couch. "You get me in trouble
you also get Fermine in trouble."

"Nah, I'll just say you stole the clothes and a pair of my panties."

"That's not cool Miley. I thought we said everything was fine."

"No we said neither of us would say a thing about your dressing up to
anybody."

"So what are you dissin' me for? Why you playing me like this?"

"Don't talk like that Jackson. You sound stupid."

"What do you want?"

"Amber is trying to start a relationship with a guy at school that I really
like. She's already got a head start too."

"So what do you want me to do about it?"

"You know how dad doesn't let me go on dates unless it's in a group or it's
with Oliver."

"That's the one thing that makes me glad I'm not you," Jackson snickered.

"Just shut up and listen. I've got an idea on how to make Johnny mine, but I
need your help."

"Johnny eh? He's the one with the big fuzzy hair right?"

"God, you are making this so difficult."

"What do you want? I'm missing Marked For Death."

"Didn't dad say he didn't want you to watch those kinds of movies," Miley
asked turning the tv off. "They make your mind stupid."

"But I ain't his fourteen-year-old daughter flaunting her body at the beach."

"Can you please shut up for five minutes and let me talk?"

"Nobody's stopping you."

"All right fine look. If I have sex with Johnny he'll become my boyfriend and
forget all about Amber, but I need someone to practice with. Although in your
case you need to practice as much as I do."

"Hey, hey, hey. I impress girls all the time with my guns," Jackson retorted
flexing his arms.

"Are you going to help me or not?"

"Um, no."

"Why not?"

"I have three reasons. One dad will kill you. Two dad will kill me. And three
after he's done killing us he's probably going to say what a bad influence
California has been and move us back to Tennessee. I know you miss home
sometimes, but I can't go back. Not after seeing all the gorgeous girls out
here."

"Fine, we'll just have to be discreet about this then. Nobody's home so
nobody can catch us. Besides, what happens if one of the so-called impressed
girls really starts to like you and you end up looking like a fool in bed?
You're reputation will be ruined forever."

"Hmm... Well you do have a point."

"I know, so can we do it?"

"There were always the rumors about Cousin Sally and Cousin Bob."

"Well?"

"Okay I'm in, but you better delete that picture of me after we're done."

"It's a deal, but we're going to do this in your room. I don't want you near
my underwear anymore."

"I'm not stealing your underwear. Mine didn't go with the skirt so I took one
of yours," Jackson replied as he and Miley headed towards his room. When they
got there Miley quickly removed her two piece suit and Jackson looked her up
and down a bit.

"There a problem?" She asked waiting for him to undress.

"No, not at all. I've never thought about it, but you are kind of cute. Your
chest is kind of small though for a girl your age," Jackson replied wiggling
his shirt off before starting on his pants.

"Yeah well, everyone here has fake boobs okay? And I don't think you have
too much room to taaa- oh my god," Miley stuttered as Jackson's pants and
underwear fell to the floor.

"What?" Jackson asked seeing his sister stare at his crotch.

"How big is that thing?"

"How big is what?"

"You're penis you idiot!"

"Oh, I think it it's like seven inches. Some girl measured it last year at a
party when we were playing truth or dare and I had to flash everyone."

"I must say I am impressed. You're not the brightest person in the world, but
you make up for it in other ways."

"Why thank you. Once I impress the ladies with my big guns," Jackson said
flexing his arms. "I can impress them with my big gun," He said gyrating his
hips.

"Okay that was really really corny," Miley said sitting down on his bed.
"Now come here."

"This was your idea so what do you want to do?" Jackson asked sitting down
next to his sister.

Without saying a word Miley leaned in and kissed him on the lips. Both had
their eyes shut as their lips pressed together for at least half a minute.
When the kiss broke they opened their eyes, Jackson first then Miley, and
they smiled near simultaneously.

"That was pretty good Jackson," Miley smiled.

"You were pretty good too little sister."

They kissed each other again, but this time their tongues slipped into each
other's mouth. The appendages intertwined with each other swapping saliva.
When Miley and Jackson broke their kiss again their smiles seemed to had
gotten even bigger.

"Lay back Miley," Jackson said standing to reposition himself on the bed as
she did as he asked. "Now spread your legs for me."

"Oooh Jackson!" Miley moaned as she felt her brother's tongue start to
pressed up and down her slit. His nose was nuzzled in the small patch of hair
of she had growing around her pussy and occasionally his tongue would press
into her clit as he slid it up her opening.

Jackson continued eating out Miley slipping his tongue into her pussy to
taste her juices. Having her brother lick her cunt inside and out instead of
having to use her fingers to get off was bliss for Miley. After only a few
minutes her body was already burning up. Miley felt her body working itself
ever closer to orgasm as Jackson kept pushing his tongue inside her to lick
up her cum. Then suddenly it stopped.

"Oh god!" Miley cried as her brother slipped his index finger in-between her
pussy lips. "Finger me hard!"

Jackson was momentarily caught off guard by Miley's forwardness, but still
managed to happily oblige his sister. He slowly worked his finger in and out
of Miley's cunt trying his best to work it all the way around inside her. His
sister's pussy felt warm to his touch and as he kept sliding his finger in
and out of her it started to moisten rather quickly. Soon Jackson's finger
became a little too loose and slippery so he slipped his middle finger in as
well. He began fingering Miley's cunt with a faster pace and her moans began
to flow freer and louder.

"Oh my god Jackson! This feels so good!" His sister moaned as he worked his
fingers deep and hard into her pussy. It was only a couple of minutes after
the second finger was added that Miley lost control of herself and began to
come. "Fuck me Jackson! I'm coming!"

Jackson was pleasantly surprised as Miley's pussy clamped down hard on his
fingers. He watched as his sister's body shook with her orgasm. He felt her
young teen pussy squirt her cum all over his fingers and when she finally
relaxed Jackson slipped his fingers out and began licking them. A few minutes
later with a huge smile on her face she sat up.

"That felt great Jackson!" She grinned. "Where did you learn how to do that
so good?"

"Well Miley, let's just say there's more to me than my dumb redneck act.
There's so much to me that you and dad don't know," Jackson smiled back at
his sister.

"If you didn't need the practice then why are you helping me? You didn't
have to."

"I don't know. Because I want to I guess, and you are kinda cute. Now get
up. I do believe it's your turn now." Jackson and Miley traded places while
grinning at each other and Jackson laid back on the bed with his semi-hard
seven-inch cock pointing up. "In order to keep a guy interested all you need
to do is know how to work his cock right with a good mix of hands on pleasure
and teasing, but don't do too much of either. You'll develop a reputation as
either being easy or being a complete tease and a waste of time. You're
reputation will be with you until you graduate high school."

"How should I do this?"

"Let's see what you've got first. Then I'll tell you what to do." Miley
tentatively reached out taking hold of Jackson's shaft and began sliding her
hand up and down his length.

"Mmm... Loosen your grip a bit, but other wise you've got a good touch,"
Jackson said as his cock began to harden in his sister's hand as she stroked
it. Taking his advice she loosened her grip a small bit. "Perfect Miley. You
have a tight enough grip to really work the blood up into my cock and get it
nice and hard. You have a nice gentle stroke too," Jackson complimented his
sister as her hand continued to slide up and down his shaft keeping him hard
and excited. "Now if it was just a handjob you were giving you would slowly
increase your pace before working your guy into a frenzy, but that's not
what we're here for."

Before Jackson could say another word Miley wrapped her lips around tip
of his cock and slowly slid her his shaft between her lips. Jackson was
impressed that his sister could take all seven inches of him into her
mouth the first time without any problems. What he didn't know was she
had masturbated with and practiced oral sex on various vegetables that
she later washed put back into the fridge before they were eaten for
dinner.

"Damn Miley... You are good..." Jackson moaned as his cock continued to slide
back and forth between her lips and push into her throat all the while her
tongue slithered along his fleshy member wrapping itself around it at the
same time. Miley continued to move her head up and down tantalizing Jackson.
He didn't know how she was so good at giving blowjobs, but she was. After
several minutes of the best oral sex any girl had ever given him Jackson's
throbbing dick started to reach the point where he knew orgasm wasn't far
off. He could feel it in the ache of his groin and his precum was already
dripping onto Miley's tongue. "Hold on Miley," Jackson panted. "I'm close to
busting my nut and I don't want to yet."

"Me neither," Miley smiled coyly at him. She let go of his cock and climbed
on top of him straddling his groin. "Oh yeah... That feels good..." She
moaned as she lowered herself onto her brother's dick splitting her pussy
apart as it pushed inside.

Though she was able to deepthroat Jackson without a problem taking him all
the way into her pussy was different. Miley was able to get about five inches
of Jackson inside her before he started to fill her up. She leaned over onto
his body and propped herself up with the bed. She then began to ride her hips
up and down on Jackson's dick slowly lubing it up with her cum. After several
minutes of working her fluids all over her brother's shaft Miley was able to
take his last two inches inside her. Smiling she sat straight up with her
pussy pressed against the base of his groin.

"Doesn't seem like you need too much practice either," Jackson smiled placing
his hands on Miley's hips.

"I appreciate your help anyway. This is fun."

"You treat Johnny this well and I guarantee he will be yours," Jackson
grunted as Miley started to ride his cock up and down.

Brother and sister smiled at each other as their pace slowly started to
increase. With his hands on Miley's hips Jackson started slamming his sister
down on his cock. With each thrust of his dick into her cunt Miley's moans
became louder and more frequent.

"Mmm... So big Jackson..." Miley groaned as she bounced up and down on her
brother's cock with force. Jackson's shaft rubbed back and forth against
Miley's innerwalls as he thrust himself into her while pulling her down onto
him. "Oh yeah Jackson... Feels so good..."

Jackson was feeling his cock starting to really hurt. His groin begged him
for release as his sister's tightened pussy continued to squeeze his dick
harder and harder. As her brother's cock continued to rapidly plunge into
her Miley began to feel her body tingle and her pussy started burning. "Oh
god! I'm fixing to come again!" Miley groaned as her body began shaking
again. She collapsed forward onto her brother as she started to come a
second time.

Jackson tried to continue thrusting, but the rush of Miley's cum onto his
dick and her quivering tight pussy became to much for him. "I'm coming too!"
He moaned as his cock exploded. Shot after shot of Jackson's semen emptied
into Miley's womb. When brother and sister both calmed down Miley laid on
top of Jackson and they both panted heavily.

"That was great," Miley said almost giggling.

"Yeah, you were pretty okay," Jackson teased.

"Gee thanks."

"Not a problem."

"I don't mean to ruin the fun here, but what are we going to do if I become
pregnant?"

"Don't worry about it Miley. I know someone I can get morning after pills
from when I get off work tomorrow."

"So do you think I'm ready?"

"You're more than ready. When and if you do have sex with Johnny don't be
too good too often or you could make him feel inadequate."

"Who knows about this side of you Jackson?"

"About the same number of people who know you're Hannah Montana. You have
your other side I have mine. We better get cleaned up and dressed though just
in case this is one of those times dad just shows up late without calling."

"Miley! Jackson! Are either of you here?" Someone shouted from downstairs.

"Uh oh! We've got problems other than dad!" Miley exclaimed as she and
Jackson quickly got out of bed and started dressing

"Is anyone home?" Lilly shouted.

box from her and examined it carefully. It just looked the same to Harry as he twirled it around. "It happened when you told the snake to go away so try talking in parseltongue to it." Hermione told him. Harry just shrugged and figured why not they had tried everything else. Harry say it down and in parseltongue told it, "open says me" Harry figured he would be comical about it. However, there was nothing comical about it, the box glowed a deep purple color. The writing on the box was now readable. It said, "yoU Seek rEvenge in The sHadows, fEel Love and yOu Could Kill voldEmorT"

Hermione reached into her back and pulled out a quill and a piece of scrap parchment and jotted down the words before they disappeared. Hermione sat there, read, and reread it repeatedly before gasping. "Harry do you still have the locket you and Dumbledore thought was a Horcrux?" Harry told her it was up in his room "Why?" he asked her and she scooted next to him so everyone could see. She started crossing off letters until "USE THE LOCKET" were the only letters left. They all jumped up and ran up into the castle. It was right before curfew so they barely came across anyone. "Dinglebit" they all said to the fat lady and climbed inside. Harry hurried up into his room and opened his truck to search for the locket. He had found it right next to the looking glass his godfather had given him. He hurried back down stair without putting anything back and sat next to Ginny.

Harry looked the locket over and tried putting it onto each of the circles on top. With no avail, Harry opened the locket and placed it face down into the circles. The box popped open, after a little jump from Ginny, Harry opened it up. Inside was a locket, the ring Dumbledore wore last year and a piece of parchment rolled up. Harry grabbed the parchment and read it. After reading it, he decided to read it aloud after checking no one else was around.

"Harry if you are reading this then that means my plan is going as planed. I left you the ring and locket, which were the only two Horcruxes I found. Yes, I know you are thinking what that locket inside of the cave was. Regulas Black, Sirius’s brother, left that locket. I knew he had taken it but I need to take you to the cave for my plan to work. I had to appear weakened for when the death eaters attack the school. Regulas had taken it shortly before he was killed. I found the Horcrux locket in Grimmuald after Serious died. I know also that you are mad at Snape right now but you need not be. He killed me on my orders. He had made an unbreakable bond with Narcissa and if he had not killed me, he would have died. I made Snape promise me that he would carry it out if Draco could not do it. He is more important than I am for your survival.

Along with this box, I have left you the pensive and all the memories you need to find the other horcruxes. Three have been found already and four are left. One is in the Voldemort still walking around and Snape knows where the other three are. I believe in you Harry and you can kill Voldemort. You are the only one you can. Please stay at school and the rest will come to you in the following days."

Harry finished reading the letter and looked around at everyone to get their responses. He could not see any; they just had blank expressions on their faces. Finally Hermione spoke up, "So Snape killed him because he told him to. That must be why he was pleading with Snape when he killed him. He was begging for death so that Snape could live. Harry just stared at her and started registering what she had said. Snape was actually still good but how could Dumbledore do that. He was more important to him than Snape was. Snape hated Harry for what his father and godfather did to him in school. What had happened after school to make things change?

Everyone went off to bed alone tonight to ponder what they just found out. Harry sat on his bed thinking and he noticed the pensive sitting on the foot. Harry had put it there when he was looking for the locket. Harry pulled it close to him and peered inside. All he saw was water boiling on top. Harry reached off the bed and grabbed the box of memories. Harry started picking up each bottle and putting them to the side as he read them.

"Tom asks for job, Harry recalling Voldemort's return, Snape's remorse" Harry stopped with this one still in his hand and read it over. Harry grabbed at the cork and pulled it off. He then dumped it into the pensive and watched it swirl around inside. Harry then plunged his face into the cool liquid air. In and instant he was pulled inside and landed right next to Dumbledore. Harry felt a happiness come over him until he realized it was just a memory. Harry looked around and saw Snape sitting down across from them.

"If I had any idea what the prophecy meant I would never have told the dark lord. James and I have had our differences in the past but I did not want him dead. He saved my life and I must be grateful for that. Lily was the best person I knew, she always tried to befriend me when I was always so mean to her." Snape then broke into tears and continued, "Pleas forgive me Dumbledore. I will do anything to make it up to Harry when he becomes of age. I am the reason he has to grow up without great parents."

Dumbledore then rose up and went over to Snape. He laid a hand onto his shoulder and told him, "I believe you have remorse for what you have done. Harry is going to need looking after until he comes to school. I have already taken the means of having lookouts posted and he is covered by old magic for protection. I need you to come to my school and teach."

Harry knew the memory was over and thought about what he read. Harry bent slightly at the knees and gave a little push upward. Harry landed back on his bed in front of the pensive. Harry looked around and noticed everyone was still asleep. Harry decided to take another trip into the pensive. He went through the bottles until he came across, "Teaching Susan" Harry pulled the cork out and poured the contents into the pensive.

Harry was standing next to Dumbledore behind his desk. There was a young girl of maybe 15 or 16 sitting across from them. "You wanted to see me prof." the girl said. She was pretty with strawberry hair and nice firm breast Harry could see poking out her white, Weird Sisters, shirt. She had two little dimples in her cheeks and wore wand shaped earrings in her ears. Harry noticed a small mole sitting on her cheek, which just made her look better. It was like a beauty mark.

Dumbledore spoke up; Harry had forgotten he was even there, "Yes I wanted to talk to you about your O.W.L.S. It seems here that you want to be an auror but you failed D.A.D.A. So I wanted to talk to you about taking a different career path." She started crying, "I wanted auror, its all I’ve ever wanted to do since I was a kid. Everyone in my family are aurors and if I don’t get in ill be the disappointment of the family. Is there anything I can do to fix this?" She had gotten out of her chair and walked around the desk. She was then standing in front of Harry and Dumbledore.

She then reached the bottom of her shirt and hoisted it up over her head. Harry was right; her breasts were nice and firm and rode high on her chest. She then put her thumbs into the waist of her skirt and pushed them down. She was completely bald down there; Harry had heard of women doing this but had never seen it. She then got down on her knees and opened up Dumbledore's robes.

"Wow" was all she could say, and Harry could think. His cock had to be at least 12 inches long. She then bent over and took his cock into her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down on it while taking more and more into her mouth. After 2 or 3 minutes, the entire 12 inches were gone. Harry, and Dumbledore, was impressed with her. He did not think she could do that. She moved her head up and down a couple more times before standing up, turning around and positioned her ass toward Dumbledore. He grabbed his cock and pointed it to her pussy. Once the head was barely in he grabbed he hips and pulled her down onto him.

He slowly pulled her into his 12 inches and she took it all without any problems. She then lifted herself up and down onto his cock. Harry went around, got down and looked at the scene in between her legs. She seemed to be stretched beyond recognition but she did seem to care at all. Moans and groans escaped from her lips as she had her pussy stretched. Dumbledore then stood up with her still on him and spun her around until they were looking into each other eyes. Dumbledore then laid her on his desk.

He then pulled so far out Harry thought, he was done but Dumbledore was just getting a running start. He grabbed her hips and drove his entire cock into her. Harry was expecting it to come out her mouth. She gave a real loud scream of pleasure as he plunged into her repeatedly. She was covered in sweat while Dumbledore pounded her pussy. He grabbed her legs and placed them up onto his shoulders so he could get in deeper. After a few more strokes he grabbed her hips and pushed into her as far as her could go and let out a low moan and Harry knew he just came in her.

As he pulled out, she just laid there exhausted. She took a few breaths before getting up and putting on her cloths. When she sat back down in the chair Dumbledore spoke up, "well I can do one thing for you. I will give you personal lessons for the next few weeks and have an examiner come in and test you again." Harry knew this was over and bent his knees. Right before he pushed off he swears he saw a wink in Dumbledore’s eye.

Harry landed on his bed with a full hard on. He dipped the bottle into the pensive and extracted the memory. Harry was now horny as hell and did not know what to do. He figured he could just go down and take a cooling bath. He picked up his invisibility cloak and map before leaving. Harry had thrown the cloak over himself before leaving the room. He crept down stairs and started for the portrait when he heard a noise in the corner. Harry looked and saw a first year girl sitting in a chair. As Harry got closer he noticed she was naked below her waist and had a wand inside her pussy.

She had her head leaning back as she pushed it in and out of her pussy. She then pulled the wand out and stuck it into her mouth, which gave Harry an idea. He took his dick out of his pants and pushed it through the cloak. He wrapped the cloak around it so if anyone looked they would just see a penis floating in the air. Harry got down and positioned the head to the tip of her hole. Her eyes opened brightly and looked around. She figured it was nothing so she closed her eyes again. Harry then pushed the head of his cock half way into her and hit a wall. The little girl jumped when he did this but stayed in the same position. She looked around again and then shrugged it off. Harry took this opportunity get push all the way in. Harry felt her hymen brake as he bottom out. Before she had a chance to respond he moved his hips in and out of her.

She just laid back and started enjoying it. As Harry picked up speed she grinded her hips up and down. It was like a merry-go-round on his cock. She was making so much noise Harry thought someone would hear her so he picked up speed. Harry plunged into her as far as he could before he filled her with all of his cum. Harry pulled his cum mixed blood cock out and whipped it on the chair she was in before putting it away. She just laid there panting with her eyes closed. Harry went back up stairs, put his stuff away and lay down on his bed. Harry was out in seconds. Harry and Ginny was having sex in front of the whole school. There were catcalls from everyone. Harry looked up and saw Snape standing in front of him. "Follow me Potter." he said grabbing Harry up.

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ME...

I SOON RELIZE THAT I STILL HAVENT MET KELLY'S EXPOSE AND IT'S BEEN LIKE 1O MINUTES THAT I DECIDED TO FIND THEM, I MAKE A JOKE TO BIG DADDY V, IF HE ATE EM, OR MAYBE BOOGEYMAN SCARED THEM OUTTA THE ARENA WITH THE WORMS AND BIG DADDY V CHASING AFTER HIM AS WE'LL. HE GETS MAD AND SMASHES THE DOOR TO JOHN MORRISONS LOCKEROOM AND SAYS WITH A CUT PROMO SAYING " YOUR DEAD MEAT, MORRISON..."

I STILL AM TRYING TO MEET KELLY'S EXPOSE TEAM, WHEN TAZZ SAYS " HEY YOU LOOKING FOR KELLY'S EXPOSE TEAM? " I THEN SAY WITHOUT HESITATION, " YEAH, YOU SEEN THEM ANYWHERE TAZZ " HE SAYS " THERE IN YOUR OFFICE WAITING FOR YOU... "

" THANKS TAZZ, " AS I WALK INTO THE OFFICE I SEE THE DOOR IS LOCKED AND I SEE I HAVE A SHOWER ALSO, WHEN I SEE THE MOST EAUTIFUL THING ON EARTH, KELLY AND THE REST OF EM BARE ASS NAKED AS THET DAY THEY WERE BORN. I LOOK AT THE RING ON MY FINGER AND SAY, " WELL HONEY, I GOTTA HAVE FUN TOO ". JUST AS SOON AS I SEE THEM I IMMEDIATLY LOCK MY OFFICE DOOR TO MY OFFICE, STRIP NAKED IN UNDER A MINUTE WITH A HUGE ERECTION AND SAY " OH HEY GIRLS THERE YOU ARE, ALL 3 OF THE GIRLS ARE SHOCKED TO SEE ME NAKED WITH A HUGE 13 INCH ERECTION, I SAY " HI I'M THE NEW G.M. OF ECW " AND IMMEDIETLY LOOK AT THEM HOLDING TOWELS AND SAYING " OH WERE SORRY, IT'S JUST WE HAD TO TAKE A SHOWER IN YOUR OFFICE BECAUSE OF HOW OUR LOCKEROOM DOESN'T HAVE ANY HOT WATER AND NO PRIVACY CAUSE BIG DADDY V IS TRYING TO PEEP IN ON US, SORRY FOR THIS " I SAY NO PROBLEM, AND I SIMPLY SAY " FUCK ME " KELLY SAYS " WHAT " AND THEN IMMEDIATLY LAYLA IS ON HER KNEES WITH HER LONG SOAKED HAIR GIVING ME A DEEPTHROAT BLOWJOB, I CAN SEE A NICE TATTOO ON HER ASS WHICH I INSPECT AND SAY TO THE OTHER GIRL WITH THE REDDISH HAIR " COME HER BABY, I WANNA FEEL INSIDE YOU FIRST, I IMMEDATLY GET HER IN THE SHOWER ROOM ALONE WHILE LAYLA AND KELLY FINGER THEM SELVES, LAYLA ON MY COUCH AND KELLY ON MY DESK WAITING FOR THERE CHANCE TO SHINE, I SCREW HER BRAINS OUT FOR 10 MINUTES AND GRAB LAYLA AND SCREW HER WHILE SHE'S RIDING MY SHAFT UP AND DOWN REAL NICE AND SLOW FOR ABOUT 5 THEN FOR 10 WE GO REAL FAST AND THEN I DECIDE NOT TO CUM INDIE HER, KELLY ON THE OTHER HAND HAS THE TOWEL WRAPPED AROUND HER AND SHE REVEALS HER SMALL BUT HUGE FOR MY HANDS TITS AND THEN SHES LAYS ON THE GROUND WITH A PILLOW TO GIVE HER SUPPORT AND SAYS " YOUR NOT GONNA BE DISSAPPOINTED I WILL MAKE YOU CUM FASTER THAN YOU CAN MAKE OUR DANCE MOVES A BEAT, SO LAYLA PUTS ON SOME MUSIC AND THEN KELLY POINTED HER PUSSY AND SAYS " I LIKE IT ROUGH " I THEN TEAR HER LIPS INSIDE OUT FOR 20 MINUTES AND THEN CUM INSIDE HER...

JOHNNY GOT A BEATDOWN FROM VISCERA AND HAS A BROKEN ARM NOW FROM VISCERAS SPLASH, I GOT TO NOT ONLY FUCK, BUT TO MEET KELLY'S EXPOSE ONE BY ONE REAL GOOD, YOU CAN'T TELL ME I'M NOT A TRAITOR TO MY WIFE...

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he was looking at me before you came into the kitchen it’s pretty clear he’s not only a geek but a perv. Why’d you even rent a room to someone like him?”

“Believe me, I didn’t have a choice in the matter,” Sabrina replied, taking a seat at the foot of Libby’s bed. She looked at the poster Libby had been putting up before going on. “Roxie and I wanted to interview folks. You know, decide if they were the kind of folks we wanted to rent rooms to. Morgan just rented to the first three people to call. I’m sure he’s pretty harmless though.”

“That is unless you’re a witch or some other Other Realm being,” she thought to herself, though she kept an unconcerned look on her face. It wouldn’t do for Libby to know he worried her too.

“Harmless!” Libby raised her voice in disgust. “He wasn’t checking you out with that lecherous stare. He knows I’ve got huge boobs and wants to see them. It’s always been the curse of the beautiful to have geeks, nerds, really old guys, and fatsos staring at us and undressing us with their eyes. But I’ve found an even worse curse. To be beautiful and have these freakishly huge boobs. Now their not only undressing me with their eyes, the pervs are imagining putting their dicks between my boobs and having me suck them off.

“You’re lucky they don’t look at you the same way they used to look at me. Cute girls like you are just there for them to look at and not undress with their eyes.”

“Cute, huh?” Sabrina asked, smiling to herself at Libby’s choice of words. She could remember a time when Libby wouldn’t have called her cute. Plain, certainly since cute would have been a compliment. Certainly she had been cute, pretty even. She’d dare to have said she was beautiful in her own way. But Libby would never have willingly admitted to any of those about her. At least not during high school.

“I’m sorry, I meant sexy.”

Sabrina lifted an eyebrow at that comment, causing Libby to blush. Perhaps she had been right about her after all. Perhaps Libby was bi. Although one encounter with another woman didn’t make one bi, did it? She’d heard plenty of straight women experimented with lesbian sex once or twice in their lives and were never actually attracted to women. It was just experimentation, that’s all. She’d experimented with Morgan and Roxie after all, though she did find she was attracted to women as much as men because of it.

She stared at Libby with the same kind of lust Libby found so disgusting in geeks, nerds, old geezers, and fat guys. Although she certainly didn’t have a cock with which to titty fuck Libby with. But Libby could suck on her clit for her. She smiled inwardly at the thought of Libby sucking her clit before lapping her pussy to orgasm for her. Then she shook her head to clear it of those thoughts. Libby might or might not be bi, she didn’t know for sure yet. But after introducing her to her first masturbation session, not to mention the first time she’d been with another woman in any way, Sabrina wasn’t too sure how she’d respond if she sat on her face right then.

But as these thoughts ran through her mind Sabrina began to feel herself getting wetter than she’d ever gotten just by thinking casual sexual thoughts before. No, she’d only gotten this wet from dreams or, and this was usually the case, playing with herself or having sex. And to her shock and dismay, she wasn’t only getting wet between her legs. She could feel two spots of wetness forming on her shirt. Right where her nipples were.

“Uh, Sabrina, what’s happening to you?” Libby asked, eyes glued to her breast.

“Oh no,” Sabrina thought, horrified. “The lactation spell, I completely forgot it lasts at least four hours and that it increases how horny I feel. Funny, I thought the nursing bra would help a little.”

“Gross, you’ve got something coming out of your boobs. It’s some kind of liquid.” Libby’s draw dropped when what she said finally hit home. “Wait a minute, some kind of liquid? And it’s only over your boobs. Are you....”

Libby couldn’t explain why she did it. To her surprise and Sabrina’s she crossed over to the witch and pulled her shirt up over her head, exposing her leaking breasts. Libby let out a shock at seeing Sabrina’s bare breasts, not knowing what to have expected.

Sabrina was even more shocked. She knew she’d been wearing a nursing bra when she came in. Hell, she taken off her shirt right outside Libby’s door before opening it so she could see whether the bra opened in the front or back. Just incase she ended up giving Libby lesson number two in girl-girl sex. But to have it completely gone now, that didn’t make any sense

Libby squeezed Sabrina’s nipples, causing milk to squirt out

“It’s milk,” Libby said, stunned. “You are. You’re lactating. But that’s impossible, isn’t it. I mean women only do that after they’ve had a baby, right?”

“I’m gonna have to check the book,” Sabrina thought. “I know I came in here with a bra on. So why is it....”

Sabrina’s thought’s were suddenly interrupted when she felt Libby’s lips engulf her left breast. Sabrina moaned in delight as the former cheerleader suckled at her tit, drinking deeply her rich milk. Libby pulled away, licking her lips and giving Sabrina a rather lustful look.

“Well, well, it looks as if teacher’s got a yummy reward for her little student.”

“Excuse me?”

“I must say, Sabrina, had I known how good your milk would taste I’d have ripped your nightshirt off and started nursing the minute I came in the house. I’d have let you do anything just for a sip of what you have in those titties of yours.”

The husky tone in Libby’s voice wasn’t lost on Sabrina, nor was the look in her eyes. There wasn’t any hunger there. Instead they were vacant and far away while at the same time seeming to be looking right at Sabrina with pure lust, pleading with her to screw her senseless. It was as if Libby wasn’t even home yet all too present all at once

“I really do have to check that book,” Sabrina thought, before pulling Libby to her right tit. “Suck it slut.”

There was no need really for her to be so demanding. As soon as she felt herself being pulled to Sabrina’s other boob she more than willingly leaned in to suckle her. As she sucked on Sabrina’s boob a hand slid down her pants so she could play with her own pussy. Sabrina sensed where Libby had stuck her hand and smiled proudly. She was right, she had become Libby teacher. Her sex teacher. And what teacher wouldn’t be proud when they learned their pupil was putting what they’d learned to good use?

“Libby.”

“Hmmm?” Libby hummed around Sabrina’s breast. The vibrations nearly drove the young which wild.

“Dear sweet Libby, I need you to do something for me.

“Mmmhmmm?”

“I want you to take your hand out of your pants and slide it into mine. I need you to play with my pussy for me.”

Libby stopped sucking on Sabrina’s boob and gave her a desperate look. “But that will mean I have to stop playing with mine, mistress.”

“Mistress? Where did that come from?” Sabrina wondered. “Yes, it will, sweetie. But don’t you want to please me?”

In a flash Libby withdrew her hand from her pants. But she didn’t do as Sabrina asked. Instead, she stood Sabrina up and then took off her pants. It was something the young witch hadn’t expected, but she found it highly delightful. Libby, who earlier had to be forced into revealing her own body, was now willingly stripping Sabrina. She took a step back and got out of her shirt and pants. But when she went to remove her bra, Sabrina stopped her.

“No, not just yet. I have something in mind before you can remove those.”

The brunette nodded and turned her attention to Sabrina’s pussy. “What do I do?”

“The same thing you do to yourself,” Sabrina told her as she pulled her back to her chest.

As Libby started to suckle again she lightly ran the tip of her finger over Sabrina’s puffy outer lips. This elicited a gasp for the blonde, not having realized how sensitive she suddenly was. The ex-cheerleader slowly traced her fingers over the other girls lips as if she were trying to memorize the very feel of her. Sabrina was shocked to feel herself already working up to an orgasm just from what little Libby had done.

Unable to stand it any longer, and not really stopping to think whether it was still to soon to do it, Sabrina shoved Libby away and forced her to kneel in front of her as if in worship. She spread her legs and pulled Libby to her crotch.

“Suck my clit, slut. Make me cum.”

Libby scrunched up her face, repulsed by the idea of putting another woman’s pussy anywhere near her face. But then she saw Sabrina’s clit. It seemed abnormally large to her, almost like a little cock. She’d given a few blowjobs before, all she’d actually do with most guys really. But this wasn’t some cock. It was another woman’s clit. It was Sabrina’s clit

 

Sabrina’s clit. Somewhere way back in her mind was a voice screaming `No, don’t do it! You’re not some fucking lesbian!” But then it was drowned out by many other voices, all her own, telling her to go ahead. Some said it was just experimentation, other’s that Sabrina was her teacher. Others of course said that it would make Sabrina happy and if she didn’t then Sabrina would kick her out on her ass just as she’d threatened earlier. But then there was the loudest voice, the one that had suddenly appeared in her mind when her sense had first told her Sabrina was leaking from both her breasts and her pussy. `Do it, do as your mistress commands!’

Without another word, Libby wrapped her lips around Sabrina’s clit. Sabrina clamped her legs to the side of Libby’s head as she felt her first orgasm hit her. Sabrina screamed in ecstasy as waves of pleasure swept through her. But she had to keep it from over coming her completely. The moment was just right.

Before her orgasm could overtake her, she pointed to Libby’s bed and zapped in a breast pump. Then, with a shaky finger she pointed to the brunette’s chest.

““I know theeeeseeee breasts would like to reeeesssstttt, but I neeeeeed milk so make it quick!”

The very last part was screamed out as Sabrina could no longer resist her orgasm any more. She grabbed the back of Libby’s head and held her there as she came hard. Her juices dribbled down her chin and onto her freakishly huge breasts. Libby felt a strange pressure building in her breasts but ignored it so she could continue pleasuring Sabrina. She continued sucking the witches clit, oblivious to the world around her.

Sabrina’s legs finally let out as her orgasm subsided. Letting go of the brunette’s head she collapsed into a heap onto her bed, just barely missing the breast pump. Panting she ran her hands weakly over her own breasts before squeezing them to get a little milk out. Then she remembered the spell she’d cast and looked over to see Libby clawing at her bra. She smiled proudly when Libby finally got it off and milk started squirting out.

“Here, this should take some of the pressure off,” she said, putting the pump over Libby’s tits and starting it siphoning off some of her new found breast milk.

“Where, did that come from, it wasn’t here a few minutes ago?”

“Just a little something I zapped in,” Sabrina explained. “Don’t worry, you won’t remember I even said that.”

With that Sabrina zapped Libby with a memory charm the book recommended be used on all subjects the lactation spell was used on.

*****

Sabrina finally returned to her room after a little fuck session with Libby. As she had pumped Libby’s tits she had also worked the woman’s pussy into a lather, surprised at the copious amount of juices she got to come out of her. She’d grabbed a tea cup Libby had on the night stand beside her bed and used it to catch as much of Libby’s come as she could.

Once the cup was a quarter full and the bottles on the breast pump completely full, she set both cup and pump aside and proceeded to 69 the other girl. She managed to bring Libby to three orgasms before the brunette finally passed out. She’d used that as her chance to zap herself back to her own room. Sabrina was just finishing labeling bottles as Libby’s milk and her cum when Salem finally appeared.

“So, did you ruin Fluffy?” Sabrina asked, disapproval in her voice. “You know Mrs. Anderson was hoping to breed her.”

“Oh, she’s been bred alright,” Salem said, proudly. “I think I was raped, Sabrina. That Persian was all over me before I could even sneak in through the window. I’m tell you she’s hot for my form.”

“Salem, that’s just plain disgusting.”

“You’re telling me. She did things I thought no normal cat could do. Why she….”

“Salem!” Sabrina screamed, not wanting to her the sordid details of cat sex.

“Sorry, Sabrina, but it ain’t like you humans are the only ones who enjoy sex you know.”

“And it ain’t like you’re a mere cat,” she retorted, reminding him of what he really was. “I don’t need to hear about your little kitty sexual conquests.”

“Oh, well why didn’t you say that in the first place?” Salem asked, sounding more than a little hurt that he couldn’t share. Then he noticed Sabrina’s collection. “Hmmm, it would seem I got to miss all the fun here.”

“Yeah you did,” Sabrina said, absently, as she read the Appendix spell book. “Not that Libby and I really needed a cat voyeur.”

“So did you and her do the old horizontal mambo?”

“That’s none of your business. Hmmm, Salem do you think it was a bad idea for me to cast this lactation spell on myself first?”

“No, why?”

“Because it says here that any half witch-half mortal who uses the spell on herself also essentially gains a bit of control over any woman or girl who is currently suffering from the effects of a spell. Though the only spell they can suffer the effects from and not be affected by me is the lactation spell. It says that the smell of my pussy has subtly changed so as to cause women to become subservient to me, but only if they sallow my breast milk before I cum. But it only happens if I get sexually excited. That would explain why Libby called me mistress and got that strange look in her eyes. She was under my spell.”

“As far as I can see, that may not be a bad thing,” Salem told her. “Always nice to have a willing sex slave.”

“Hmmm, you probably should have looked more heavily for side effects, Salem.” Sabrina never even noticed he’d said anything about sex slaves. “It says right here that any bra summoned by magic will instantly vanish the moment a woman under the lactation spell starts lactating into it.”

“Oh that,” Salem chuckled. “I thought that was just a joke.”

“No you didn’t,” Sabrina said, suddenly realizing he’d deliberately left that out. “You wanted to see me braless if I zapped one in.”

“Can you blame me?” Salem asked. “Face it Sabrina, you’ve got great tits. And you’re milk tastes great.”

She wanted to give him some kind of snappy comment, but she couldn’t. He was right, after all. Even she admired her breasts, they were fantastic even without the lactation spell making them swell with milk. And she’d tasted her own breast milk, it was like an ambrosia she liked to her. There was definitely the taste of pineapple, orange, coconut, maraschino cherry, and cream all mixed together. She figured that had to be because it wasn’t natural lactation. Well, it was but it wasn’t. Her body had produced the milk, it had just been stimulated by the spell to do so.

“Salem, what did my milk taste like to you?”

“Ambrosia,” he replied dreamily. “And believe me it was way better than any I’ve ever had before.”

“You’ve tried breast milk before?” Sabrina asked, shocked.

“As you’ve pointed out, Sabrina, I wasn’t always a cat.”

“Oh right, you were probably breast feed when you were a baby. You know, Salem, I’m a little shocked you remember that.”

“I never said I remembered breast feeding when I was a child, Sabrina. I will have you know that before I was turned into a cat I had many sexual encounters. Some with pregnant women and even a few with women who had given birth. None of those who fed me their breast milk, either witch or mortal, tasted like yours. The taster was sweeter than regular milk, but nothing like yours.”

“I tried Libby’s, it tasted like fresh baked apple crisp.”

Salem looked to the bottles on the shelf. “Can I try just a little of Libby’s?”

“No, I need it for the spell.”

“Puhlease????” the cat whined, putting on his best `I’ll be good if you give me some’ voice.

Sabrina zapped in a curio cabinet with a magic lock on it and proceed to put the bottles of Libby and her milk into it along with the bottle of Libby’s cum. She then closed the cabinet and locked it, sticking her tongue out at cat.

“That’s just plain mean Sabrina,” Salem retorted, looking accusingly at the cabinet as if it was the one who’d denied him his treat and not the witch. Then he noticed Sabrina had turned back to the book.

“Sabrina, what are you doing?”

“I’m looking for another spell, something to make things a little easier. I mean, I fucked Libby so I could cast the spell on her. But I don’t want to fuck everyone just so I can cast the spell on them. Ah, here we go. Perfect, now I just have to get a few things together.”

“What are you going to do?”

Sabrina smiled impishly at the cat. She then put on her most theatrical voice.

“If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumbered here
While these visions did appear.”

“How very Shakespearean of you,” Salem said, nodding in approval. “A dream spell, most appropriate You can cast one to last for as long as the lactation spell lasts. And if you should desire more sex slaves….”

“Who ever said I wanted to cast a sex slave spell?” Sabrina interrupted.

 

“Sabrina, weren’t you listening to what I said earlier. As you explained, while you’re under the effects of the lactation spell the smell of your pussy has changed to make any woman who smells it subservient to you. But only if they drink your milk before you cum and only when you’re aroused. And only if their already suffering the effects of a previous spell. In other words, if you cast any spell that lasts for a while and then have sex with another girl you could make them your willing sex slave.”

“Ok, so basically I’ve behave myself and try not to have sex with Carol, Morgan, or Roxie.”

But deep inside Sabrina had to admit the idea of at least another sex slave kinda excited her.