17. Dragons’ Teeth #4
This time he reached down to hold Shandy’s head in place, his hands covering her ears, as he pounded his way to another near-orgasm, before letting his excitement run into the cold surface of the roof. He watched Cara do the same. And then once more.
“Time to see if that worked,” Fred declared at last. “Sit on the edge of the wall, with your lips touching the surface.”
Cara and Shandy settled themselves on the edge of the wall. With a blink of his eyes, all the sexual tension absorbed into the structure rushed up into the two of them, as the barrier he had created dissolved.
Cara was ready, and leant backwards to profit from the intense orgasms that shook through her. Shandy leapt from the low roof with fright, into Fred’s arms.
“Let me help you enjoy this,” Fred murmured in her ear, turning her to face the pillbox, and bending her over, so that her torso rested on the roof, and her pussy glistened below her beautiful buttocks. Fred slid into her pulsating pussy, holding her hips up to control the angle of his thrusts.
“Ohhhh… Ohhhh… Fred! Yes! Deeper! Deeper! I… can’t… stop… coming…”
“Welcome… to… magic… sex…” Cara groaned, rocking back and forth, as her pleasure shook through her again and again.
“Come… closer…” Shandy moaned. “Join… us…”
Cara carefully climbed down and stood next to Shandy, bending forwards, exposing her pussy in just the same way Shandy was. The two women turned their heads to face one another, throwing an arm over each other’s backs
Fred now had two, beautiful behinds to choose from. He plunged two fingers into Cara, making her juices shoot all round his fingers.
“Oh! Fred! Fred!” she gasped. “More! More!”
As he continued to fuck Shandy, Fred slid a third finger into Cara, feeling her spasms become stronger and stronger. He used the same rhythm as his thrusts into Shandy on Cara. Listening to how he made the two women moan filled him with pride as his balls readied to blow.
When he came, he came magic yet again. The rush of energy channelled through him and into Shandy’s body, making her radiate with the same violet-tinged black light Cara had.
Shandy’s whole body stiffened, her legs rising up off the ground.
Fred closed his eyes, feeling the energy rush through him and deep into Shandy, and then pouring back into him like a tidal wave.
As Shandy’s body relaxed back down, Fred took a step back, closing his eyes, pulling his fingers from Cara’s body, taking a moment to listen to what his body was telling him.
He felt power rushing through him yet again, and that burning, aching ambition to take more from life, to be more.
It’s just a side effect of the magic, he told himself. I don’t have to act on it.
Coward! his soul spat back.
Before he could take his self-flagellation further, Cara brought him back to the moment.
“Help! Fred! Help! It’s not stopping! Fred!”
Fred blinked rapidly and turned to see Cara still rocked by strings of earth-shattering orgasms.
“I… can’t… even… stand…” Cara moaned.
Shandy sat next to her friend, stroking her back, her face full of concern.
“Please, Fred,” she begged. “You have to help her!”
Fred put his hand on the roof. There was no more power stored in the building, so that wasn’t to blame. He’d already shot his magic load into Shandy, but the only known cure for these infinite orgasms was the magical power fuck.
Can I really do it again? Fred thought. Will the magic still happen if I fuck them back to back?
Stop thinking and do it!
Fred took his now flaccid cock into his hand.
“Let me help!” Shandy gasped, bouncing off the roof and onto her knees before him. She swallowed him down greedily, looking up at him with her pretty blue eyes full of both trust and lust. In no time, she was choking on his full length again as he swelled rapidly to size.
He pulled out of Shandy’s mouth and stepped over to Cara’s trembling body.
As he thrust his way in, his excitement mounted rapidly again. He began to pound at that pulsating pussy, waves of mounting pleasure building through him, as if he was taking on her orgasms as his own.
He closed his eyes as he reached release, feeling a dizzying combination of emotions and physical sensations. The same power exchange rocked him, as he felt it rush up from the ground, into Cara, and back into his own body, but accompanied by a rush of gentle joy and sparkling love.
As he pulled out there was a sudden “crack”.
“Who’s there? This is my land! What are you playing at!”
The crack noise came again.
“Someone’s shooting at us!” Shandy gasped.
“Quick!” Fred gasped, grabbing Cara and throwing her over one shoulder, and beckoning Shandy to jump into the other arm.
With a girl over each shoulder, he leapt the fence and crashed through the woods, his magic creating a defensive bubble that snapped the branches around them.
He let instinct guide him, bouncing along the tops of the Dragons' Teeth, leaping through undergrowth that might normally have tripped him, fleeing from the repeated cracks of the farmer’s gun.
As far as he could tell, the girls were silent. They neither slipped nor wriggled, and he never for one moment doubted their safety.
Had he thought about it, he couldn’t have said where he was going. His massive strides took them rapidly through the trees until he stopped at the back of the country pub.
When he put the two women down, he realised he felt no exhaustion. His heart wasn’t thudding. His muscles weren’t burning. He just wanted to keep going and going.
“What…? How….?” Cara gasped, doing her coat back up around herself.
“That was amazing!” Shandy gabbled. “We went so fast! How did you stay upright?”
“I… I don’t know,” Fred answered, rubbing his temples with the heels of his hands, trying to massage his mind into some level of understanding.
“I wonder what the farmer will think when he finds our clothes all over the pillbox roof,” Shandy giggled. “Did you know we were on someone’s land, Cara?”
“I guess so, but I hadn’t really thought about it. There aren’t many farmers who’d do more than give you a telling off. I wasn’t ready to get shot at!”
“We should have hidden inside,” Shandy giggled.
The three of them wandered back to the car. The two girls got in the back again, but in the gathering gloom, Shandy was soon fast asleep.
“I still want to know more about that World War,” Fred said, as they wound their way down the country lanes. “Were the Germans evil? Was that why they tried fighting everyone?”
“Hardly! Most of them were just doing what they were told, just like most of our soldiers. And there were brave men on both sides. But there were a few of them that you might say were ‘evil’ too. It only takes one man with enough hatred and enough power to change the life of millions.”
“And was there a hero? Did a great hero come and win the war?” Fred asked, his eyes on the road ahead, but his mind on the tales of his own homeland.
“There was no single, great hero. It doesn’t seem to work that way anymore,” Cara mused. “We seem to have run out of heroes, but somehow we never seem to run out of bad guys.”
Maybe that’s why I’m here, Fred thought. Maybe I can be a true hero. But how will I find a bad guy?