13. Sex magic
“I’m so scared, Fred!” Cara sobbed, once they were in the car. “I don’t want to hurt people! What if I’m like this forever?”
“I’m sure Chester can help. And it’s not like it’s happening all the time. That stranger groping you made you angry, which triggered your magic. It happens.”
“It happens? Not here it doesn’t! Humans don’t do this.”
They drove back to the apartment in silence. Back in the lift again, back in the place where Cara had first fallen to her knees in front of him, Fred’s body filled with tenderness for her
“Come here,” he said, wrapping her tight in his arms. “I won’t let anyone hurt you.”
He felt her relax into him, pressing her warmth into him, snuggling her face into his chest.
When the lift doors opened, he swept her up into his arms. Looking down at her sweet, sad face, he leant down to plant little kisses all over her cheeks. She smiled and pouted, inviting more kisses.
“If it was kisses that changed me,” she whispered, “I don’t care. I’m still going to kiss you.”
Fred’s heart leapt with joy. He carried Cara into the bedroom and gently laid her down, before lying down beside her. He could see her sadness was softening by the smile that played around her lips and the glow in her eyes when she looked into his.
“I don’t want to lose you,” she murmured. “I don’t want this to change things. I don’t want to hurt other people, but I don’t want to lose you either.”
“Lose me? I could never leave you, so unless you’re planning on leaving me…”
“No! Of course not! But I am so scared… what if I hurt you? What if you’re bad for me?”
“We don’t just use anger for our magic. All emotions can be channelled. Can I show you? I’ll take it very slowly. Just say if it gets too much.”
Cara nodded. Fred had her lie back on the bed.
Looking at her there stirred so many emotions: a burning lust; the desire to protect her; admiration of her body; gratitude for her constant kindness; and binding them all, an ever-growing kernel of what Fred knew to be love.
Just as he had taken his anger in his hands to throw as a weapon, he now took all these positive emotions into his palms.
He released the first of this energy through his fingers into Cara’s feet.
“Ohhhh….Ooooohhhhhh…” Cara warbled.
“Is that okay?” Fred asked, nervous that he might be hurting her.
“That is amazing! Don’t stop!”
Slowly, gently, he led his powers over Cara’s body, first caressing her instep, twirling round her toes, never physically touching, but letting his magic, and the tone of his magic, run over and into her.
She sang her joy in ecstatic, operatic moans, quite different to any she had ever made before. Fred studied her reactions, thrilled but cautious. She was already more elf than human, according to Bob’s calculations, but her only experience of Elven magic up until now had been violence and pain.
He drew his magic up and over her legs, making it crisscross her belly, and then drew it down her arms. When he reached her finger tips, he stopped.
Cara’s eyes flipped open.
“No! Don’t stop! You can’t stop there! Please! I need more!”
Fred smiled, and swept his magic back up her arms, over her shoulders, and began to swirl it round across her breasts. He let his power lift them and squeeze them, making Cara writhe with pleasure, before focusing his attention on her nipples.
“Oh God! I… oh God!”
Now her own magic began to answer his, flowing from her nipples into his hands. He felt her lust, her admiration, her warmth towards him, and tiny, tickling strands of love, flow up into his hands.
“Cara,” he breathed. “Cara, let me fill you with my magic from the inside out.”
“Oh yes, Fred, yes! Fill me!”
As he slid into her she wrapped her legs around him. He felt his magic flow from his cock, and her own, newly formed, Elven magic answered.
It was like nothing he had ever experienced before. Her desire for him rippled through his body in waves of pulsing, yearning, pleasure. His mind wanted this state to last forever, but in his balls it was nearly over already.
He began to thrust.
“Ohhhh… Ohhhh… Ohhhh… Ohhhhhhhhh”
The deeper he got, the louder her moans. From the very first thrust he felt butterfly spasms shaking through her, but soon her whole body was convulsing with pleasure. Just as Fred was ready to pull out and come all over her belly, he felt Cara tighten around him.
“Come inside me!”
Before his mind could get involved, his body obliged. His cock pumped so hard and released his cum so forcefully that Cara gasped in alarm, her whole body tensing under him and her legs tightening around him, as his magic-imbued seed rushed into her and spilled back out onto the bed.
He held that position as his cock continued to throb. Finally, as the throbs stilled, he pulled out, and lay down next to Cara.
A warm, calm glow spread through him, but by his side, Cara continued to writhe with pleasure.
“Fill me, Fred! Fill me again!”
Fred pushed two fingers into her pussy. It was spasming in waves, never quite stopping, sometimes throbbing tight, sometimes fluttering.
He ran his hand gently over her breasts, and her cunt began to throb harder and faster than ever.
“Oh Fred! Oh Fred! I can’t… I can’t stop coming!”
“Do you want to?” he whispered in her ear as her body bucked, and his cock jerked back to life.
“No! No! Oh! Please fuck me again! Please! More! More!”
Fred rolled her onto her belly, and pulled her to the edge of the bed, so he could stand behind her.
Slipping into her convulsing pussy once more, feeling the peak of her pleasure rush through his cock, unlocked a wild lust within him.
For a moment he doubted whether it would be safe to unleash it, but with his first thrust he felt a surge of power flow from every atom of his being, deep into Cara.
He thrust hard, and with each thrust, her moans whipped him into a greater frenzy.
“Oh Fred! Yes! Yes! Oh… oh… oh.”
He held her legs so he could pull her back and forth as he fucked.
All the while her cunt continued to spasm, and he felt wave after wave of her excitement ooze from her, keeping her wet no matter how hard he thrust, no matter how far he pulled out, no matter how fast he went.
He watched his cock slide in and out between her smooth, curved buttocks.
He felt power building in him now, flowing up through his legs, into his balls, throbbing the length of his cock, then exploding deep into Cara.
“Aaaaaaaahhhhhh…. Aaaaahhhhhhh… Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
Amethyst tinged darkness pulsed out of Cara’s whole body, twisting round them both.
In his ecstasy, Fred absorbed this new, vibrant force.
He felt his arms fill and his biceps bulge, and a strange yet pleasurable tickling sensations ran deep into his brain.
His previous, post-nut exhaustion was gone, replaced with utter elation.
Cara’s pussy was finally still. When he pulled out, she lay motionless.
“Cara? Cara? Are you okay?” Fred asked, leaping onto the bed next to her.
“Mmmmm?”
Fred was relieved to hear her muffled, happy voice.
He lay down next to her, stroking her back, until she started to slowly come back to life, pulling her legs up from the edge of the bed, and curling into a foetal position.
Fred held her close, but rather than relax, his whole being yearned for action.
Maybe freedom isn’t all I want, he pondered, as Cara drifted off to sleep.
He crept out of the bedroom and into the living room. The huge, plate glass windows provided views down to St Paul’s Cathedral and out across London. It was late, but still tiny lights wound their way along the streets, and the flashing lights of aeroplanes blinked in the night sky.
So many people. And me. And what do I do? I drive my girlfriend and I fuck. I fuck and I fuck and I fuck. I am not unhappy. I just want more. More what though?
Fred stood, looking out at the city until the dawn began to break. He found no answers to any of his questions, but he did resolve to find a purpose.
Here, I am powerful, he mused. Here, I can make a difference.