The Magic Book or...

Summer. A hot night. The object of my fantasies lies in the semi-darkness half a meter away from me, barely covered by a sheet and fast asleep (I know for sure she's fast asleep). My eyes are simply riveted to the outlines of her gorgeous breasts and slender

hips. I stand and admire her. I need to stretch out this moment, after all, I waited so long, a little longer is fine. Just the realization that I will soon touch this perfection makes me tremble. My cock is trying to crawl out of my shorts like a hungry animal that has caught the scent of prey (yeah, seems like I need to stop watching Animal Planet). I walk towards her, pulling down my sweatpants on the way. I smile

— Well… come on, give me your mouth, beautiful.

Let's stop here and go back a couple of months. To the day I saw her for the first time. It was a beautiful sunny day. Perfect time to sit on the bench in my building's courtyard with a bottle of cocktail (juice plus something you don't need to know about)) and ogle the girls rushing to take off as much clothing as possible after the cold.

— Hey girls, let's get acquainted! We can have some fun!

Surprise… bewilderment… indignation… These silly hens, snorting loudly, walk past. Damn, I just don't understand women. It's probably from a lack of male upbringing (my father left us when I was 18), yeah, it's all because of that.

So I sat there pondering my life: graduated from pharmacology institute a couple of years ago (my mom decided to start a dynasty, damn, she reeked of those medicines herself, and dragged me into it too). She got me a job at her warehouse. The job is shit, but thanks to good people and my mommy having some keys, I can get "interesting" drugs. So I rent a small apartment, and in the evenings…

… damn, what is that? I wanted to take a sip from the bottle and just froze, and the cheerful juice flowed onto my chest.

It was HER. About people like her they say "she entered the room and it became so quiet you could hear the blood filling the cavernous bodies (cocks — for those who don't know)". I had only seen such beauties online and even then thought it was a product of makeup and Photoshop — I'd never met one in real life, even though I live in a city of 5 million.

Second — the cold, appraising look of her blue eyes. That look said she knew her worth, was used to admiration and being admired. And when she looked in my direction, her eyes looked right through me. As if I wasn't there. That's probably how noblewomen looked at peasants while riding through a field. No, not noblewomen — princesses.

How furious I was then. My pulse pounded in my temples, I wanted to run up to her and hit that arrogant, beautiful face. Wrap her hair around my fist and… that's it, that's it… calm down.

Looks like she's heading to my entrance. I wonder who for? She takes out her phone.

— Hi Marish, yeah, I'm here. What a dump. Yeah, I think I'll live here until the end of summer. I want to teach him a lesson!

So, looks like the princess will be living here. Interesting. Damn, my mood is ruined. And as Cartman from South Park says, "Screw you guys, I'm going home!!"

A couple of days later, coming out of my den, I bumped into her. FUCK… fuck… fuck, she's my neighbor. She'll be living in Tolya's apartment. So that's who he rented his place to. And how am I supposed to sleep knowing such breasts are walking around behind the wall.

She looked at me again as if I were empty space, and I promised myself:

— I will definitely fuck her in every hole.!

And the more often I saw her, the angrier and more irritated I became.

One evening after work, I was wandering around the city, didn't want to go home at all. And then something happened that changed my whole life. I don't even know how I ended up near a book stall. I'm standing next to a box of old used books. And what do I see? It's… Aurum Collection. On magic forums, I'd read about this spellbook, but to imagine it actually exists… Wow. Carefully, as if picking up an ancient fragile artifact, I put it by the cash register, my palms sweaty with excitement. I hand a hundred to the seller with trembling hands. Behind the counter, a woman with a swollen face looked at me strangely, did she suspect something? Not waiting for change, I grab the book and run home.

I only took this treasure out from under my shirt at home. A small notebook-like book, the kind girls write their thoughts and sexual fantasies in. I know the peculiarity of this book is that the spells must be learned in order. So what do we have in the first part? 1-invisibility; 2 — passing through doors; 3 — putting a person into a deep sleep; 4 — levitation.

So, time — one in the morning. The princess is probably already asleep. I read the first and second spells right away. I go out to the landing. Well, here's her door.

FUCK… it works. I enter the apartment. There she is on the bed under a single sheet. Next to the bed, a TV is on, illuminating her face with a blue light. It makes her even more beautiful. I quickly recite the third spell.

— Well, hello my bitch. Let's take a look at you.

— You're a whore, princess, my beautiful whore.

I can't take it anymore — I lie down on her. I grab her breasts. Am I dreaming? This is just magic. I suck on her nipples, nibble them lightly. I lick these mounds one by one, suck the nipples, want to swallow them. My cock in my shorts is like stone. Every movement echoes with a sweet tingling in its head. I bite the nipple harder. The princess starts moaning. It hurts her, but she can't wake up. I cover her chest… neck… chin… with kisses… lightly nibble her lips… I can't hold back, I start cumming right in my shorts. My balls even cramped up, damn, that's some pleasure.

— Think that's all? Oh no, my girl. Come on, give me your mouth.

I take out my cum-smeared cock. I run it over her plump lips. Damn, I just came, but it's filling up as if after a month of abstinence. I stand to the left of her head. I place my cock on her lips and start moving her head — as if brushing her teeth. From the very base to the head. And again. Her lips caress my little cock. Okay, now I sit on her chest. I start moving my dick over her cheeks, and a little behind the cheek, then I take my dick like a club and start hitting her forehead with it, and my balls touch her lips at this time — a wonderful sensation.

— Well, what do you say, bitch, ever tried that? I bet not. Your Highness would never allow any man to do such a thing.

I open her mouth, pressing on her cheeks. I start pounding her mouth. The head of my cock touches her throat and tongue. Divine.

— First hole — used!

And now let's fuck her tits. Spitting between her breasts (for the future — need to buy lube) I start jerking off. With my hands I hold her breasts, while squeezing her nipples with my fingers. At first, I move slowly. Interrupting, I rub the head against her nipples. Then I fuck her tits again. Faster, faster. My balls are sweaty and sliding over her body.

— Your Majesty, allow me to cum between your tits. Thank you very much, fuck.

And still, how beautiful she is. I'm cummmmmming… Semen splashes on her face, neck, breasts. Well, we can finish for today. Save the sweet stuff for later. I clean up the traces of my "crime" (wet wipes I took from my neighbor Dasha (I know she doesn't go to bed until 3 am) — laughed, imagining her expression if I told her what I really needed them for).

The next day I woke up a different person. Even at work, they noticed my elevated mood. Now I understood what those macho pickup artists feel — you look at any chick and know you can have her. A very pleasant feeling.

In the evening, as always, I sat on the bench and looked at the girls. But now with a completely different look. Here are two female students walking with a beautiful gait. I'll need to find out which apartment they're from and visit them in the evening. There's no point in getting acquainted now. I really hope they live together. And here's my little princess. See you soon, baby.

For this night, I prepared better. I became so confident that I calmly went to a sex shop and bought some lube, wanted to buy rope for tying up, but was shocked by the price. Never mind, clothesline will do. I don't even know why — just in case.

Time, one in the morning, it's time. I do all the same things (I mean the spells) and here I am again beholding the beautiful breasts of my Helen the Beautiful. This time I'm in no hurry. Stockings and high-heeled shoes are lying on the floor (does she never clean up at all?) — I put them on her. A chain and earrings complete the outfit. And the final touch — a tiara (I bought it at some stall, what, it's cheap and tasteful).

— Oh, yes, princess, you are beautiful, allow me to fuck you like the last whore.

I squeezed her warm, soft breasts, licked and nibbled her nipples one by one. Then I ran the head of my tense cock around the circumference of her breasts and over her nipples. I can't stand it any longer. I take her by her slender legs and put them over my shoulders. The lips of her vagina part to the sides, as if calling for more active action. One doesn't refuse such an invitation. Slowly, I run the head of my cock over her labia. And then I sharply insert it and start furiously pounding her womb. From my thrusts, her breasts jump like crazy, the tiara fell off — screw it. I grab her breasts with my hands and continue to drive my dick in. Damn, I thought the hole would be tighter, seems someone with a big dick fucked her often. Let's try a different position.

— Mademoiselle, à la crab! À la shrimp! Get on all fours, you idiot.

I put her on the edge of the bed, knees on the floor. I stepped back a little to admire the picture. Awesome, juicy ass sticking out. I start stroking this firm magnificence. Then I cover the silky skin from her buttocks to her wonderful legs with kisses. Reaching the shoes, I start nibbling and go back to her ass. I slap her ass with my cock, then sharply insert it all the way to my balls. Damn, that's better. Goosebumps ran from the back of my head to my tailbone with every thrust. With one hand I grab her by her long blonde hair, with the other I start slapping her soft, juicy ass. I fuck her slowly, pulling my dick all the way out each time and entering again. I watch as my cock enters her, how her labia part with each penetration. I shift my gaze to her chocolate hole. It beckons me. I start caressing it with my finger and slowly insert it into her ass.

— Oh, and here it seems I'm the pioneer.

I continue to pound her vagina and at the same time synchronously insert my index finger into her ass.

— Princess, at your service, double penetration.

I add a second finger, then a third. Now the hole is ready.

— Ah, you dirty girl. Now I'm going to have your dirty hole.

Carefully, I insert the head. Damn, it's tight. Slowly, with each thrust, I push my cock deeper into this warm, narrow little hole. Well, it's all in. I start to speed up. My balls slap loudly against her pussy. The sweetest music to my ears. I can't hold back any longer. I pull out my cock and cover this beautiful virgin ass with my cum.

— Second and third hole — used! Quest fucking completed. Thank you, princess, for a wonderful night. With your permission, I'll sleep at my place. No need to see me out.

…

Natasha felt bad. Not only was it very hard for her to wake up in recent weeks, but there was also some irritation between her legs. She really hoped it wasn't some kind of disease. That would be very untimely. After all, today she had a reconciliation with Mikhail. A month had already passed since their fight. She really didn't want to break up, but she needed to teach him a lesson. Otherwise, he seemed to think he had bought her. He tells her where to go, who to talk to. He thinks she's a delicate flower who depends entirely on him. That's why she moved to this roach motel. Her friend Marinka had an acquaintance who rented out an apartment here. There was no time to look around, she had to decide urgently. Probably a stupid idea. Although, if you think about it, there is some result. He did capitulate after all — asked for forgiveness. Today Natalya will let herself be persuaded to return to his luxurious apartment. And she will start living like a human being again.

She remembered arriving here. A pimply guy with greasy hair was sitting by the entrance, staring at her lustfully. She was used to noticing looks, and like any girl, it pleased her. But his gaze. There was something sticky about it, with an unpleasant smell. Brrr. An unpleasant surprise for her was finding out he was her neighbor. Just a few days after arriving here, she managed to talk to a neighbor (Daria, I think — a nice girl, just poorly dressed and with cheap makeup) and casually asked about that guy.

— Ah, Pashka. Yeah, he's quite a character. Look, don't talk to him. I talked to him once, damn, he still won't leave me alone. Seems like he's not all there, his friends said his father was either a schizo or something else, anyway, ended up in the loony bin. Can you imagine, the other day he showed up at 2 am asking for wet wipes. The only plus is if you need to get something — you know, for a good mood — he always has it. But I understand that doesn't interest you.

Every evening she saw him on the bench. Once she couldn't stand it and finally looked him in the eyes, wanted to put him in his place — would she be afraid of some punk. But if before he just looked lewdly, now it was brazenly and even somewhat contemptuously, and he even winked, the bastard.

…

What a beautiful day today. As always, I'm waiting for her and admiring the bitches passing by. Oh, here she is, and not alone. Who's this oaf with her. Big guy, in expensive clothes. They're kissing. I wonder if he can smell my cum on her lips. So that means he sucked me off too? Heh, heh. He's leaving. That's right, girl, don't let him bother us. Send him packing.

Well, I finally waited until one in the morning. I enter the apartment. I approach the bed. Fuuuuck… She's with that oaf. I quickly put both to sleep.

On the bed lay two naked, tired after sex, beautiful bodies. The man was muscular and slender. His hand lay on the girl's chest. That hand enraged Pavel. A stranger's hand on the chest that belonged to him.

— BITCH, FUCK, WHORE… dirty creature. You had no right. You're MINE!!! You… you'll pay for this.

I quickly

ran to get two clotheslines. I tore the sheets off the lovers and ripped them into strips. I tied the oaf's hands