Sharing my sex ring with my fellow witch
A magic ring, a spell and a little clit stimulation, and away we transported each other to the Wonderful Land of ‘O’
I read a lovely gothic paranormal novel recently in which the heroine wore a poison ring. It had a lovely polished turquoise stone that concealed a compartment in which she kept a powerful drug, rather than an actual poison.
You guessed it, she dropped the powder into a drink when the villain wasn’t looking and cracked his safe while he was unconscious. She was a smart, powerful woman.
I thought I’d like to feel powerful like that, so I ordered a poison ring. It came all the way from Bengal, and I loved it.
No drug as such for my poison ring, though. Just a pinch of a powerful herbal aphrodisiac that I cook up myself and then pop on my magic pentagram to put a special love spell on.
Lizzie, my best girlfriend, who happens to be one of my lovers and a fellow white witch, admired it when we went on one of our shopping trips and stopped for a refreshing drink afterwards.
“It’s a poison ring where I keep my latest magic sex powder,” I told her as I opened the compartment to show her.
“Have we used it before?” she asked, as I closed the ring again.
“Never. We haven’t needed it, but this spell I’ve woven round it should be very interesting.”
“I like the shape of the stone,” she said. “Just right for a little clit rubbing.”
“It is,” I said with a smile. “Where do you think it's been this morning?”
Lizzie has gorgeous green eyes and looks a bit like a cat when she smiles, just as she was then. She raised my hand to her face and sniffed the ring and the stone. “You’re a dirty witch, you know.” Then she licked the stone and almost purred with pleasure as she licked her lips after.
“Which is why we like each other,” I agreed. “Shall we try the powder?”
So I opened the secret compartment again, and we shared a pinch and finished our coffee before heading off to her apartment, because my boyfriend was working from ours.
Lizzie is heavily into gothic stuff, and her bedroom is fun. She has a great fourposter bed with black silk sheets and gossamer hanging all over the place to create the perfect witchy effect of being surrounded by cobwebs.
We wasted no time, as both of us were feeling really horny already. We dropped our shopping bags on the floor and started kissing and undressing on our way to the bedroom.
“God, your pussy is as wet as mine, Lizzie,” I said as I ran my hand over her mound and down between her legs.
We threw ourselves on the bed and kissed some more as we fondled each others’ breasts and rubbed nipples together. Then we sucked and licked each other as we continued our explorations.
I started licking my way down her belly to her beautiful shaven pussy, and started to suck her clit. She likes it when I zigzag back and forth across her lips and part them with my tongue. Her clit was swollen and threatening to pop out of its hood. Moistening my hand with her juice, I used the stone of my ring to rub round her clit.
“Fucking hell, that’s powerful magic you’ve given me. I feel so randy. And as for that ring — ! ”
She swore quite a bit as she does when we make love, because we are both pretty wanton. But the magic powder seemed to have increased our lust tenfold.
I pushed her over to lie on her side, so I could get behind her and spoon. And then I turned the ring round on my finger so that I could continue clit rubbing at the same time as I slipped my finger back and forth inside her.
“Harder! More!” Lizzie gasped.
So I finger fucked her with my ring hand while I squeezed her boobs and pinched her nipples with the other.
She came then, shrieking like a banshee, so I had to roll on top of her and stop her by shoving my tongue in her mouth.
“Give me that ring!” She ordered, rolling me over and turning round so she could squat on my face.
I held my hand up as I shoved my tongue up her cunt, and she took the ring off and put it on her finger as she leaned down to use it on me.
I heard her spit on it, and then magically it was being used on me. I shave my pubic hair so it is triangular shaped, like a witch’s broom. Lizzie likes playing with my thatch, using her fingernails to comb it, which I love. She did that while she rubbed my clit with the turquoise stone, and it felt divine.
“Finger me, please?” I gasped between licking her cunny lips and lunging with my tongue up her cunt.
It felt incredible, and I experienced a lovely slow orgasm that made my legs tremble.
And then unable to hold back, Lizzie was slipping her middle three fingers, one with the ring up my cunt. She didn’t hold back for several minutes
“I know what will be a bit more magical,” Lizzie said as she bobbled up and down on my face in the midst of another peak herself.
“I’ll just adjust the ring a little, move it down my finger.”
She began finger fucking me again, this time using my magic ring to find my G spot, which she knew so well, all the while clit rubbing with her thumb. I felt it rolling round and round on my sensitive spot, almost seeming to cause little electric shocks to sparkle inside me.
I almost felt as if I was floating off the bed as she stroked my sensitive spot, and then a full blown orgasm overtook me. I gasped and started fingering Lizzie as well, using three of my own fingers stroking her spot until I achieved the same orgasmic reaction with her.
We carried on in 69 for a while, then swung round on each other for some glorious scissor action.
Lizzie used the ring on my nipples, removing it from her finger and placing it over one nipple at a time, and sucking me through it.
That was far too tempting, and we separated. I lay back with my legs wide open, and Lizzie used the ring to circle my clit, pushing it hard into me and then sucking me and licking my clit through it. It made me clutch a black pillow and cover my face to stop myself screaming. When I began to buck and sway, digging my feet into the mattress, she fingered me and again started stroking my G spot so that the marvelous clit orgasm merged and synchronized with the one from my cunt. I squirted all over her face.
I returned the favors on her, and she came again, and also squirted over my face and boobs. Spent of energy, we lay covered in love juice, sharing the ring to explore and caress each other’s sweetest spots.
“It’s quite magical,” Lizzie said. “You’ll have to give me the contact to get one of these magic rings myself.”
“Of course I will, darling,” I returned. “But the magic formula of my powder and the spell I’m keeping to myself.”
I liked the feeling of power I had wearing it.
“Hmm, where’d you get the new ring?” my boyfriend asked me, when I got home.
“It’s a magic sex ring,” I said.
He grinned. “Really? You mean more witchcraft? You know how I like your magic tricks.”
I held it out to show him, and then opened the secret compartment, which I had refilled with more of my powder. “This is very special magic powder,” I said as I kissed him on the cheek. “I think you’ll really like what it and the ring can do.”
