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Messing with magic - chapter 2

I woke up the following morning with an uncomfortable feeling on my upper chest. I rolled over onto my back to see what it was and felt a weird weight shifting around as I moved. It took me a couple of seconds to realize what the issue was, I had two huge tits on my chest!

The memories of last night came flooding back as I sat upright, feeling the weight of the boobs pulling down on me as I did. I noticed Frankie was nowhere to be seen, she must have gotten up early and gone downstairs, hopefully to smooth things over with her Aunt.

I climbed out of bed and pulled on a pair of shorts as I usually do in the morning, the problem was with my top half. The T-shirts I usually wore around the house were not designed to be worn with two huge mounds of flesh in the way. I struggled with a few different options before giving up on the T-shirt idea, instead opting for one of the hoodies I had brought with me. The hoody was larger than the shirts, but I still had trouble getting it over the breasts, and when I did, it did nothing to hide them. I decided to head downstairs and face Aunt Violet, hopefully to apologize and get rid of these damn tits.

I had to hold onto my chest as I descended the stairs, my boobs bouncing and tugging uncomfortably with every step. I found Frankie and her Aunt sitting on opposite sides of a small table in the kitchen, both engaged in what seemed like a friendly conversation. The first thing I noticed was that Frankies own boobs had returned to their normal size, her Aunt must have been in a better mood this morning.

“Morning.” I said from the doorway, announcing my presence. It was Aunt Violet that replied first.

“Ah there he is. Looks like that sweater of yours is a little tight up top.” She said with a smirk, causing Frankie to giggle, and my face to start flushing red.

“Yeah, um … I guess I… I wanted to.” I started stammering a response but Violet cut me off.

“Well, what is it? Do you have something you need to get off your … chest.” She said, causing my girlfriend to burst out laughing this time.

“Yeah, I wanted to apologize about … last night. I shouldn’t have opened that book. I’m sorry.” I said.

“Hahaha not to worry dear. Frankie here already told me all about it. I know what it’s like to be young and curious. But if you wanted a demonstration of magic, you should have just asked.”

“I know, I really am sorry. But do you think you could um, ya know … get rid of these?” I asked, pointing to my own chest.

“Hmm, I’m not sure, what do you think Frankie?” She asked, looking towards my girlfriend, “Do you think your man here has learned his lesson?”

“Yeah I think so, besides I wouldn’t feel comfortable knowing my boyfriend has bigger boobs than me.” Frankie said.

“Hahaha good point dear. Okay Johnny, take off the top and reverse the spell.” Violet said, staring intently at my chest.

“Do I really have to take off my top for that?” I asked, feeling very self conscious about exposing my boobs to the room. Which was weird as they weren’t really my boobs, I guess I didn’t like the idea of anyone seeing me with these things.

“Yes dear, I need to be able to see what I’m working with or the spell might go wrong. So some on, off with the top. Unless you want to keep them for a while longer?”

“No! I mean, no thanks.” I said, reaching back to the neck of my hoodie to pull it over my head as I always did. I pulled off the hoodie quickly, a little too quickly in fact. As soon as the bottom of the hoody was pulled over my chest, the boobs bounced down, almost pulling me over forwards and tugging painfully on my chest as they slapped audibly down.

“Ah” I gasped, dropping the hoodie and reaching up to grab my jiggling chest, this of course caused both the women in the room to laugh at my predicament.

“My my, those did turn out nicely if I do say so myself.” Violet said, “Are you sure you want to get rid of them?” Volet said, still laughing.

“Yes please.” Was all I could say in response.

“Fine, if you say so…” Violet spoke something else in that weird language I had seen in the book. As soon as she stopped speaking, I felt the tingling in my chest again and could feel my boobs start to shrink in my hands. A short while later, I was looking at my regular, masculine chest.

“Ah thank god!” I said out loud, relieved to be back to normal.

“Ya know what’s weird Aunt Vi?” Frankie said, “You reversed my spell without me needing to take my top off.”

“I know, I was just having fun messing with little Johnny here.” Violet replied, causing both girls to laugh once more at my expense.

“Haha, very funny.” I replied sullenly, before sitting pulling my top back on.

“Oh by the way John, I’m driving back into the village today to spend some time with a girl friend I used to hang out with as kids. I figured you wouldn’t be interested in listening to us girls catch up so I told Aunt Vi you would help her out today. Give you two some time to get to know each other.”

Great, I thought to myself, it looked like I was going to be left alone in the house with a witch.

I said see you later to Frankie shortly after breakfast and watched as she drove away towards the village.

“Well then little Johnny,” Violet said as I closed the front door behind me, “Looks like it’s just me and you for the day, I’m sure we’ll have loads of fun!” There was a playful lilt to her voice that made whatever she said sound a little ominous.

“Yeah, sure. So, did you have something in mind? Anything you needed help with?” I asked.

“Oh nothing much really. I thought we could start by getting to know each other a little better. I’m sure you have loads of questions after last night.”

She wasn’t wrong. The most pressing question would be something like ..’you can do actual magic?!’ But Figured it would need wording better than that.

Violet led me into the living room where we could sit comfortably, I was staring at the large round cheeks of her ass the whole time we walked. She was wearing some tight yoga pants that hugged her wide ass perfectly, and a pretty tight vest on the top that exposed a good amount of cleavage. I kept having to stop myself from staring at her chest as we talked. I couldn’t help but wonder if she had enhanced her own physique with her magic or if it was all natural, either way she looked good.

We talked naturally for a while about both of our likes and interests etc. But I was obviously waiting for an opportunity to ask about the magic. Thankfully, Violet broached the subject first.

“Anyway John, I’m sure there are some more pressing questions you are dying to ask.”

“Well, yeah. Obviously. I mean, you know actual magic. How is that possible?” I asked.

“Years of study and practice dear.” She answered, not really explaining anything. “I have to say, it’s nice to have company to share my gifts with. I have all these spells and no one to test them on.” Violet said, a hint of sadness in her voice.

“Don’t you have any boyfriends or anything? I mean, you’re a good looking woman by anyone's standards.” I replied, blushing a little.

“You’re too sweet! Is that why you keep staring at my boobs then John?” She said, shaking her chest a little as she spoke.

“Oh, erm. I’m sorry Violet. I don’t mean to, I swear.” I replied, my face burning red again.

“Oh I’m sure you don’t. But it’s not nice to stare like you have been, you know. But I think I have a way to fix it.” Violet replied.

“What do you mean?” I asked, unsure how she would actually fix it so I wouldn’t stare. Her boobs were way too eye-catching for a horny guy like me not to stare.

“Oh it’s just a simple spell really. I had to stop using it on people a while ago, but I think I can still remember it. It goes something like … ‘humiles excusationes’.”

Violet uttered the strange words before I could even protest. I felt that weird, unexplainable surge of energy as soon as she spoke.

“What was that? Did you just use more magic on me?” I asked, instinctively glancing down at my chest to make sure the boobs hadn’t reappeared.

“Just a little spell that should stop you from ogling me so much. But don’t worry John, all you have to do is not stare at my … ‘assets’ and you’ll be fine.” Again, it was like she deliberately drew attention to her boobs as she spoke, arching her back slightly to emphasize her chest as she said the word assets. Which of course, caused me to focus on them once more.

“Miss Violet, I’m so sorry for staring at your beautiful breasts. Please punish me!” The humiliating words came out of my mouth without me even consciously thinking about them. What’s more, as soon as I finished speaking I realized I was on my knees. I had slid out from my chair while I spoke and was now kneeling a short distance from Violet.

“Oh good, it still works.” Violet said with glee, a huge smile on her face. “But there will be no need for punishment this time dear. I think that should be enough to motivate you not to stare don’t you?”

“What the hell was that?!” I asked as I quickly jumped to my feet.

“A simple spell dear, so now if you keep staring at Aunty Violet, you will be compelled to apologize. Fun, right?”

I didn’t know how to respond to that. Of course, I shouldn’t be looking at my girlfriend's aunt like I had been doing, so telling her to get rid of the spell would be like asking for her permission to ogle her.

“You’re right, it’s wrong of me to stare. I really am sorry, but you didn’t need to use magic. I’ll stop looking at you I promise.” I said, this time of my own volition.

“Well in that case, you have nothing to worry about. So, with that out of the way, why don’t we head into the garden. I have a few things I could use help with out back. A little heavy lifting that I’m sure will be no problem for you.” Violet said, standing up from her seat and heading out of the room, indicating for me to follow her.

She headed through the kitchen towards the back door which led to the garden with me following behind. It looked like she was more of a sway in her hips as she walked. Again, I found myself staring at her butt as we headed out into the back garden. It took me a second too long to realize my mistake, and a few seconds later I was once again back on my knees.

“Please accept my apologies Miss Violet. I couldn’t help but stare at your amazing behind. I deserve to be punished!” Again, I spoke the humbling words uncontrollably.

“Tut, tut. You’re not doing very well keeping your eyes off me are you Johnny?” Violet said with a playful smirk on her face. She was definitely doing this on purpose!

“Sorry.” I said again, standing back up. I resolved myself to staring at the floor for now. Making sure not to even look in her direction.

“Don’t worry dear. I’m sure you’ll catch on eventually.” She said with a small laugh.

Violet needed help moving some old garden furniture out of the way so I got to work moving the smaller chairs into the shed first. Violet was directing me as I worked so I made a point to focus exclusively on the task at hand, barely even looking at her as she spoke. The first problem came as I needed to move a larger 3-seater garden sofa. It wasn’t too heavy, but its size meant that Violet would need to help me lift it.

“Now, we’re going to need to lift this from the bottom,” Violet said, “so you take that side, I’ll take this one.”

I didn’t see any problem with that initially, so I moved to the opposite end of the sofa. The problem was when Violet bent down low to lift her end, she was directly in front of me and I had a perfect line of sight straight into her cavernous cleavage. I didn’t even think about her spell as her cleavage drew my attention, trust me, you would have looked too! I didn’t even get a grip on my end of the sofa before I was on my knees again.

“Please forgive me Miss Violet. I can’t help stare at your magnificent breasts. I am a naughty boy and should be punished.” My face reddened at the humiliating words, but I felt something else this time. My cock was starting to respond for some reason. Something about being controlled by this gorgeous older woman was starting to turn me on.

“Oh dear, you just can’t seem to help yourself can you John?” Violet said with a smile, obviously amused.

“I really am sorry. I’m honestly trying my best. Can you please just turn off the spell? I swear I’ve learned my lesson.” I gave in and begged her to remove the spell, and got the expected response.

“You clearly just want me to remove the spell so can you carry on ogling me like some horny perv.”

“That’s not it, honestly. I promise I won’t keep staring at you. Please?” I asked again.

“Well if you promise not to keep looking, then there is no reason to remove the spell is there? Now, if you’re finished staring at my chest, we need to get this sofa out of the way.”

I didn’t even look in her direction as we finished moving the sofa out of the way, I couldn’t risk being caught out by her magic again.

“Oh dear, it looks like poor Mr Gnome has fallen over.” Violet said after we had dropped the sofa off in the shed. I could see the Gnome in question as Violet walked over to stand him back up, the problem was, she decided to bend over at the waist.

I quickly turned my back to Violet before I got caught staring again, and waited for her to finish up with the gnome.

“Very good John.” Violet spoke after she had straightened up the gnome. “See? You’re already learning. Let’s go inside and I’ll make us both a drink.”

We headed back inside and I took a seat at the kitchen table while Violet moved to start making the drinks.

She placed a cold glass of OJ in front of me before turning around, but she didn’t immediately walk away, instead she looked straight down at something on the floor. She was less than a foot away from me with her back turned, but I kept my eyes fixed firmly on the back of her head. At least, I did until she decided to bend right over at the waist again.

“Whoops, spilled a little. I’ll just get that.” She said as she bent low again, this time leaving me almost eye level with her ass, I didn’t stand a chance.

From my seated position, I could make out the shape of her panties beneath her tight yoga pants as they stretched over her large ass cheeks. With seemingly no control over my own body, I slid down out of my chair, now my face was inches from her ass as I knelt beside the chair I had just vacated.

“Miss Violet, I can’t help but stare at your beautiful behind. You should punish me for my behaviour!” I said, as though I was speaking directly into her ass.

Violet straightened up and turned to stare down at me, my proximity to her ass had me well on the way to a full erection, which would be very visible in the shorts I was wearing.

“Again John? Really? You just don’t seem to learn do you? I think I’m going to have to make a small adjustment to the spell. Maybe upping the stakes will help get the lesson across.”

Before I even had a chance to stop her, Violet had said something else in that weird language.

“Violet … what did you do?” I asked, nervously.

“Just stop your ogling of me John and you need never find out.”

I was in trouble. I had to make sure to do everything in my power not to find out what Violet had done with her latest spell.

I was doing pretty good for the most part. The next hour or two passed without incident, although it wasn’t for lack of trying on Violet's part. She seemed to be taking every opportunity to catch me out. She would bend over whenever she thought I would be looking, I had to be quick to snap my neck to the side and look anywhere but at her.

At one point she even spilled a little orange juice right down her front (I know she did that on purpose!) and started wiping it off with her hand. That one almost got me, but I stopped myself at the last second.

It was about half an hour before Frankie was due to return that Violet decided to step up her game. I was sitting in a chair in the living room, idly scrolling through my phone when I heard Violet call my name from somewhere upstairs.

“John, Can you come up here for a sec please? I need a little help with something.”

Ugh, what does she have planned now? I thought to myself as I headed upstairs. I wasn’t sure where Violet was when I got upstairs, so I had to call out to her.

“Violet, what do you need?”

“I’m in my room John. I needed to get changed after working in the garden but my damn drawer is always getting stuck. Can you get it for me?”

I walked up to the door to Violet's room and pushed it open, my jaw almost hit the floor at the sight in front of me.

It seemed Violet had already removed her pants while getting changed and was currently bent over trying to pry the problem drawer open. Leaving me stunned in the doorway while staring at Violet's ass, clad only in a pair burgundy satin panties. I think I was already hard by the time my knees hit the floor.

“Oh Miss Violet. It seems I can’t help but stare at your beautiful ass. Please punish this pervert.”

“Oh no John,” Violet said, turning to face me, “you were doing so well too. But I suppose now you’re going to have to find out what it’s like to have someone staring at your assets all the time.”

I didn’t have to wonder long what Violet was talking about, as soon as she spoke I could feel a familiar tingling sensation, similar to last night, except this one was coming from near my hips and ass. I could feel my shorts getting tighter around my hips as more fleshy tissue started to form in the area. My ass was growing!

“Violet … Please stop this.” I said as I felt around with my hands. I could tell that my ass must have been almost as big as Violets was by now. The cheeks seemed to have expanded so much that they were attempting to swallow my shorts.

“There now, maybe you’ll be able to see what it’s like to have someone checking out your ass every opportunity they get. Better not get caught staring at my boobs again John, I think you know what will happen then don’t you?”

I was too stunned to reply straight away, instead I was too busy checking out my newly grown ass. I could feel my own cheeks rippling as I stood back up and tried to adjust my shorts.

“Violet. You’ve made your point. Could you please undo the spell now?” I asked, I figured it was useless to tell her that I was only caught out because she was stood there bottomless.

“Sorry John, but I can’t just undo the spell. There’s really only one way to end it.”

“What is it? Please tell me what I have to do and I’ll do it.” I said, desperately.

“Well if you must know, it will end when someone punishes you.” Violet replied, matter-of-factly.

“What do you mean ‘punish’ me?”

“Well I used to go with a simple back in the day, that always did the trick.”

I guess that made sense, every time the spell triggered I ended by asking to be punished.

“So … I need someone to spank me to get rid of this thing?” I said, incredulous.

“Yep, pretty much. Once you have been properly punished the curse will lift.”

Shit! I really needed to get this curse lifted quickly before Frankie got home, and before I accidentally transformed myself any further. I was going to humiliate myself further.

“Violet, would you please spank me?” I asked as quietly as I could.

“What was that John? I couldn’t quite hear you.”

“I said, would you please spank me.” I said, louder this time.

“And why should I spank you dear?” Violet asked, still having fun at my expense.

“B-because I have been staring at you inappropriately, so I deserve to be punished for it.”

“Well John, seeing as you asked so nicely. You’d better hurry up and get over my knee, I assume you want this out of the way before Frankie gets home?” She said, moving to sit on the end of her bed.

“Yes please.” I replied, standing up and moving towards Violet, unsure of where I should put myself, especially as she was still bottomless.

“I think we need to get those shorts out of the way first, too much protection.” She said, yanking my shorts out of the way, leaving me in just my boxers, half of which were wedged between by enlarged asscheeks.

“Now, over you go.” Violet didn’t give me time to back out, grabbing my wrist and using it to roughly yank me forward so that I fell over her knee. I could feel the soft, warm skin of Violet’s bare thighs pressed against me, turning me on. I was certain Violet would have seen, and now felt, how aroused I was.

“Well, well. Looks like you really do deserve this punishment. Clearly you're more of a horny pervert than I thought.”

“I’m sorry Violet, I can’t help it.” I said, ashamed of my reaction to her treatment.

“Not to worry dear. That’s why you’re being punished after all.” With that said, she brought down her hand hard across my fleshy cheek. I could feel my ass flesh rippling as the hard slap connected.

‘Slap’

This will teach you, ‘Slap’ not to ‘Slap’ stare at me like a ‘Slap’ horny, ‘Slap’ little, ‘Slap’ pervert.

‘Slap’

‘Slap’

‘Slap’

I could feel my ass beginning to redden as Violet rained down blows on my cheeks. What’s more, the motion of my erection pressing against her creamy thighs was its own effect. Violet's spanking was pushing me closer and closer to the edge. If she carried on much longer I was going to shoot my load all over my girlfriend's Aunts thighs.

“Violet, please. You need to ‘hah’ stop spanking me.” I said, panting with arousal.

“Not ‘Slap’ until ‘Slap’ your punishment ‘Slap’ is complete.” She replied, not slowing down her spanking.

“No Violet, you don’t understand, ohhh. If you keep this up I’m gonna…” But it was too late. Her continued spanking and the eroticism of the situation had done its job. I moaned loudly as my cock pumped its load into my boxers, quickly soaking through onto Violet's thigh.

“Oh my god! John, did you just…cum while I punished you?” Violet asked, shoving me off her knee and onto the floor. I was mortified by what had just happened. So humiliated, that I almost didn’t realize that my ass had returned to its normal size.

“I’m sorry Violet, I tried to warn you.” I said, hunching over on my knees to hide the wet patch on my underwear.

“Sorry doesn’t cut it young man! But if you like being spanked so much, then let me help you out!” She ended her speech by saying something else in that weird language, I then felt that small buzz of energy in the air.

“Violet, what did you do this time?” I asked, worried about what the answer might be.

“Oh I just made it so that you won’t be able to cum at all unless you’re being spanked by someone. I thought that might be a lot of fun for you, seeing as you just came all over my thigh like a desperate pervert while I spanked you. Now get out and clean yourself up. I’m going to take a shower and I don’t need you eyeing me up while I do.”

I took my leave before she got even more annoyed and did something else. The whole time I was cleaning myself up and getting changed, I was thinking about Violet's latest spell, and how long she planned on leaving it in place.

—-

“So babe, how was your day with Aunt Vi?” Frankie asked me, shortly after returning from her catch up with her friend.

All 3 of us were sitting in the living room, catching up with each other. Violet answered before I had a chance to.

“Oh it was fine, John here was incredibly helpful in the yard. Even if he did struggle to keep his eyes to himself.” My face reddened once more at Violet's lack of discretion.

“Really John, checking out my Aunt again?” Frankie said, raising her eyebrow at me.

“I told her I was sorry, and it won’t happen again, trust me.” I added.

“Oh don’t worry about it Frankie, dear. It’s quite flattering to know I can still turn a young man's head. Besides, I made sure he didn’t get away with it. But I’m sure John will fill you in on that one later.” Violet said with a wink.

“Well I can’t wait to hear about that.” Said Frankie, staring at me pointedly.

The rest of the day passed by without much of note happening. Eventually, we all said our goodnights and headed up to bed. It didn’t take Frankie long to ask me about what happened.

“So, what did Aunt Vi do?” She asked, taking a seat on the end of the bed while I started getting undressed.

I wasn’t sure how much I should tell her, but I figured there was no point in lying too much, Violet was her Aunt after all.

“Well, she uh, she used a spell so that she would know whenever I…looked at her, like if I looked at her butt or her chest she would know.” I said.

“That’s all?” Frankie said, clearly she could tell there was more.

“Umm, no. She uh, I guess she spanked me a little, because I didn’t stop staring. But I swear she was doing it on purpose! She kept like, bending over and waving her-”

“Wait wait wait. She SPANKED you? Like, actually spanked you?” Frankie cut me off before I could finish.

“Yeah, like actually spanked me.” I replied, sheepishly. There was a moment of silence as I waited for Frankies reaction, a moment that seemed to drag on forever as I watched the shock on her face change to something else.

“Pffft hahahahaaa! Oh my God John, you were actually spanked! By my Aunt Vi! Hahahaha that is fucking hilarious.”

I was actually relieved to hear how funny she found it, it had to be better than her being angry at least.

“Stop it Frankie, it wasn’t funny. I’ve never been so humiliated.” I said.

“Hahaha I’m sorry John, but you got spanked by my Aunt for being a perv. So, tell me. Did it turn you on?”

“Why would you think it would turn me on?” I asked, afraid to tell her the whole truth about what happened.

“Well you’re the one who kept staring at her. You telling me you didn’t get a little turned as Aunt Vi smacked your little behind?” She said, leaning back on her elbows with her legs dangling over the edge of the bed.

“Well, yeah. If I’m being honest, it did turn me on a little.” I replied, noticing how the whole conversation was having an effect on my cock. An effect which could be seen thanks to me being stood in only boxers as I waited to get into bed.

“I can see that it did, just talking about it has gotten you a little ‘fired up’ by the looks of things.” She said, clearly noticing my erection starting up again.

“Guess that’ll teach you to stare huh? Now, seeing as you seem ready to go, Mind if I try something out?”

“Try what out?” I asked.

“Well Aunt Violet gave me this before we came to bed, said it was an apology for what she did last night. But she didn’t tell me what it did. Looks like another spell.” Frankie said, holding up a small scrap of paper with some strange words written on it.

“Really, you wanna try more magic after the day I’ve had.” I said.

“Oh don’t be a spoil sport, I may just make it worth your while.” Frankie said, a seductive tone to her voice.

“Ugh, fine. Whatever, just get it over with.” I said, I was intrigued to see what this latest spell of hers was.

“Yay! Okay, lemme see what this says … Delecta me nunc.”

I waited to see what had happened, looking down to see what might have changed this time. Suddenly, I was overcome with an urge. An urge to do something, something I usually enjoyed doing anyway. But this was different, it was like a thirst I couldn’t shake off. Frankie was staring at me expectantly, waiting for something to happen.

“Frankie, I …” My voice trailer off as I looked at her on the edge of the bed, I couldn’t fight it anymore. I knew as soon as I looked at her, I needed to lick her pussy … Now!

“What is it John?” She asked, but she didn’t have to wait long to find out. “Ohhh. haha, okay then.” She said as I fell to my knees in front of her and roughly pulled down her pants and underwear. I couldn’t get her clothes off fast enough, I needed to get to her sex like a drowning man needed oxygen.

As soon as she was naked from the waist down, I dove in. It felt like my tongue had a mind of its own as I started to lick her with more enthusiasm than I thought I was capable of.

“Ohhh fuck John! I’m gonna have to remember, ohh, remember this one.” Frankie said through her gasps and moans I continued worshipping her pussy with my tongue.

“Ohh fuck yes! Fuck John, keep going … don’t stop.”

I couldn’t have stopped myself, even if I wanted to, I was a man on a mission right now and I felt as though nothing would stop me.

After a few minutes of my tongue lavishing, I could tell Frankie was close to orgasm. Her gasps were very close together now and her thighs were starting to tense up.

“John. I’m gonna … Ohhh yes. FUCK!” Frankie came, hard, harder than I’d ever known her cum before. It was as if the spell had given my tongue a new level of dexterity and skill it didn’t have before. My licking slowed down as I felt the compulsion to lick fade away and regained control.

“Woah.” Frankie said as she came down from her high. “I’m definitely not gonna forget that one.”

I was rock hard by now and desperate for some fun of my own, the only problem was.

I climbed up onto the bed, wiping some of Frankies juices off my face.

“Looks like you enjoyed it almost as much as I did babe.” Frankie said as her hand drifted over to the tent in boxers. “Why don’t you let me make it up to you?” She said, pulling my boxers down to my thighs, exposing my cock and beginning to stroke.

I was happy to lay there and let Frankie do her thing. She gradually upped the intensity of her hand job, quickly bringing me closer to the edge after a few minutes. I was in heaven as I laid there, not having to move at all as Frankie rapidly pumped my cock. I could feel the beginnings of an orgasm as her hand was a blur on my shaft.

The problem was, it wouldn’t go any further. I was balancing right on the edge of cumming, but I just couldn’t get there. I couldn’t finish. I let Frankie carry on for as long as I could stand it, but I knew what needed to happen.

“Frankie, stop.” I said, reaching down to stop her hand. “I…can’t cum like this, not now.”

“What do you mean, not now?” She said, staring at me. I guessed it was time to come clean.

“Your Aunt Violet she … she did something else after she spanked me. She said I wouldn’t be able to orgasm unless…”

“Unless what? What did she do?”

“Unless I was being spanked.” I finished my admission, feeling my cock throb as Frankie's hand was still in place and I could still feel her warmth surrounding my shaft.

“Are you serious?” She asked. “So I could stroke you, or suck you, or fuck you, and you won’t cum unless I spanked you after?” Frankie had started slowly moving her hand up and down my shaft as she spoke, clearly planning on testing how effective the spell was.

“I guess so.” I said through my renewed moans and gasps of pleasure. “I wasn’t sure how effective it would be but, I guess it works pretty well.”

“Ohhh fuck that’s kinda hot.” Frankie said, still stroking me, a little faster now.

“Not for me it’s not. Could you please stop? I feel like I’m stuck on the edge and it’s torture.” I said, still moaning in a pleasure I could no longer handle.

“Okay, I’ll stop. But if you can’t cum, then I guess I’ll have to take your orgasm too.” She said, smiling at me. I was unsure what exactly she meant by that, until she spoke again.

“Delecta me nunc.”

Here I go again, I had a feeling it was going to be a very frustrating night for me.

End chapter 2.