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When Angie came home, she smiled as she all but sauntered into the living room, where Scott was still bucking his hips, helplessly responding to the phantom mouth. When Scott saw her, he tried to crawl to her, gasping her name, but she held out her hand. Scott found himself frozen in place for a second. She flicked her hand, then spread her fingers, and Scott found himself flipped onto his back, his limbs spread eagle. He felt an invisible force holding him down, binding his arms and legs in place.

Angie slipped off her heels and stood over Scott, her feet on either side of his chest. She smiled down lovingly at him as he looked up at her with a desperate expression. “Please… Angie… no more… teasing… please… finish me!” he gasped.

Angie visibly shivered. “Fuck, you have no idea how wet this makes me.” She reached up under her skirt, and pulled down her thong, stepping out of it slowly. It was thoroughly soaked in her juices. Scott’s eyes widened, and she could see in his thoughts that he was fully expecting her to fuck him. She laughed. “Not quite yet, love,” she said. She kneeled down, lifting her skirt and straddling his face. She planted her soaking wet pussy on his mouth, then dropped her skirt down over his head, trapping him in a hot, wet, fragrant darkness. She pressed her pussy to his mouth, and he moaned loudly, his hips bucking. She squeezed her thighs around his head and said, “Come on, baby. Fair is fair.” She giggled and with a flick of her finger, the phantom mouth on his cock slowed to a maddening pace, but seemed to suck him deeper.

Scott nearly fainted as he felt the sensation. It was as if the mouth were sucking him clear to some root deep within. He couldn’t describe it, but it was almost like the phantom mouth extended straight into him, sucking him inside and out, all the way back to his prostate. It was a deeply terrifying, yet mind blowingly pleasurable experience. He opened his mouth in a loud gasp, and Angie slipped herself so that her sex was forced between his lips.

Scott immediately began to suckle and lick at her, and Angie moaned softly. She rocked her hips against him, and as he licked her, she reached the magic deep into herself. She opened up her own sexual signals and tweaked her channels, making herself super sensitive and receptive. She nearly screamed as the licking continued, every pass of Scott’s tongue becoming increasingly overwhelming. She spiraled towards orgasm faster than she ever had before! She let out a harsh growl and gripped at Scott’s head through her skirt, pressing herself harder against him. Scott could barely breathe, even as he frantically tried to please his suddenly ravenous wife. When she came, she reached into herself and locked her body at that peak; now every pass of Scott’s tongue would induce another orgasm. She thrashed and screamed atop him as his licks now kept her in a constant state of climax.

Even as she did, she willed the phantom mouth on his cock to reach even deeper, to touch his body in ways he couldn’t even imagine, sucking him physically and mentally, enveloping his body and mind entirely in the pleasurable sensation of an overwhelming mouth, a feminine force that crushed him utterly. Light headed, barely able to breathe, Scott could only shudder and lick and moan and cry and soon, there was no thought in his head any more, no thought at all…

Then suddenly, Angie had enough, and she collapsed forward, blacking out. Her spells all ceased, even the phantom mouth on Scott, and he, too slipped into unconsciousness. A few minutes later, Angie groaned awake, stretched, and smiled. She felt incredible, like she’d just come back from a relaxing vacation and a vigorous, strengthening exorcize at the same time. She stood and stretched, and noticed Scott, curled up on the floor, sleeping fitfully. Angie smiled and kneeled down, kissing him on the cheek. She smiled as she could smell herself on him, and felt a tremor of pleasure went through her, remembering the feeling of his head trapped between her legs. He moaned softly and stirred, his cock twitching. Angie raised a hand, intent on resuming the pleasurable mouth on his cock. After such wonderful tongue working, waking him up with the most mind blowing orgasm of his life was only fitting.

However, she hesitated. The signals coming off his cock, the mental hum and glow and heat radiating from his member, was absolutely wonderful. It was like bathing in gentle sunlight, while listening to the sound of the waves, like the most natural thing in the world. She wanted to keep feeling it. Angie chewed her lip in thought. She really shouldn’t. She couldn’t. It would be too mean.

But good god, sensing his cock like this, so hard, so tense, his balls so full. She didn’t want it to end. Not just yet. So instead, she used a little flow of power into him, and instead of letting him cum, she just eased his tension a bit, letting his painfully hard cock finally shrink. Even that felt a little off putting to her, but she at least owed him a break. Scott’s breathing eased, and he curled up a little more, getting more comfortable. She smiled and with a wave of her hand, raised him up off the floor. She set him down on the couch and slipped the throw blanket over him, kissing him on the cheek again. He mumbled something and smiled slightly.

Then the doorbell rang. Angie, still almost completely dressed, went right for the door. She pulled it open to reveal Jackie, her neighbor. “Hi, Angie,” said Jackie. “Sorry to be a bother, but Scott was supposed to return Todd’s tools this morning…”

“Oh!” said Angie. She giggled. “Shoot, I’m sorry. I kind of distracted him a little.”

Jackie nodded knowingly. “Yeah, I could kind of see that.”

“Come on in, I’ll ask Scott where he left them,” she said.

Scott had been awoken by the voices, and was slowly sitting up, stretching. He felt oddly rejuvenated, despite what he’d just gone through. He winced, however, at the ache in his balls. Angie came over to him, putting a hand on his shoulder and leaning over him. Scott could only look at her in wonder. She kissed him lightly on the lips. “Hey,” she said. “Jackie wants to know where Todd’s tools are.”

“Tools?” said Scott. “Oh, um, the garage. I’ll, uh, I’ll go get…” He stood, and the throw blanket fell off his shoulders. He turned and nearly froze like a deer in headlights as he almost ran into Jackie. The older woman’s eyes widened, then she gave him an amused smile. Scott glanced down at himself, then back up at Jackie, eye’s wide. He was completely naked in front of his neighbor. He moved to cup himself, but instantly, Angie’s anti-masturbation limiter prevented it.

“Oh, god!” said Scott, turned red as a tomato. He quickly jumped behind the couch, and ducked down behind it, grabbing the blanket to cover himself. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were right there!”

Jackie laughed good naturedly. “Oh, don’t apologize, I guess I shouldn’t have just come in like that.” She shrugged. “Of course, I can see your naked body anyway, so I guess I didn’t think of it.”

Scott looked at her in shock. “You… you can?”

“You two were putting on one hell of a show,” said Jackie. “I’m pretty sure every woman in a five block radius could see you going at it.”

Angie put a hand to her mouth, and even she blushed a bit. Scott, however, just hung his head, his blush deepening. “Oh, my god,” he grumbled.

“I guess I got pretty carried away,” laughed Angie.

“I’ll say,” said Jackie. She looked a little closer at Scott and winced slightly. “Ooph. Cripes, Angie, are you trying to torture the poor guy? His balls are going off like a siren!”

Angie grinned devilishly. “Pretty awesome, huh?”

Jackie glanced her over for a moment, but then smiled knowingly. “Well, just don’t be too hard on him. You gotta let him pop sometime or he’ll go crazy.”

“Come on, I’m right here!” said Scott. “Stop talking about my balls like they’re on display!”

Angie laughed and leaned down, patting his head. “Oh, but they are, baby! With these powers, any woman can see your nuts as they throb away in your pants!”

“Or lack thereof,” said Jackie. The two women laughed as Scott’s blush deepened. He frowned deeply, but was too humiliated to say anything more. “Okay, well, really, I need to get Todd’s tools.”

“Oh, right,” said Angie, sheepishly. “I’m sorry. I’ll get them. Garage you said, Scott?”

Scott nodded. “Third shelf, next to the lawnmower,” he muttered.

Angie practically skipped off to get them. Jackie’s smile faded as she went. She looked to Scott with a slight frown. “You okay?” she said.

“Don’t look at me,” he muttered. He sat on the couch, his back to her. He shifted a pillow over to cover himself.

“That isn’t hiding you,” said Jackie. She came around to the front, and crouched down in front of him, looking up at his flushed face. “Scott? Are you okay? I could sense you earlier. I figured Angie was just giving you a test drive of her powers, but it went on for a while. I was going to come over, but then she came home, and, well…” She glanced directly at Scott’s crotch. “Do they hurt?”

“A little,” Scott said, his blush fading slightly. “She’s just playing around. I just…”

“Didn’t expect it to be that intense, huh?” said Jackie.

Scott swallowed. “No,” he said softly, averting his eyes from Jackie’s gaze.

“Well, first time I tried my powers with Todd, it wasn’t as intense as that, but woo, let me tell you, neither of us had cum that hard in like twenty years.” Scott’s mouth twitched into a frown. Jackie smiled reassuringly. “Come on, it’ll be okay.” She pat Scott’s bare knee, and he blushed again, shifting uncomfortably. He was hardening beneath the pillow, and Jackie could see an image, a rather intense one, of Scott shooting his load down Angie’s throat. The image resonated acutely with the ache in his balls.

“Scott, stop being a perv! We have guests!” laughed Angie as she came in from the garage. Jackie stood, and her amused smile resumed. “Sorry, Jackie, you know how a gu gets when his balls are all full!”

“Angie!” hissed Scott.

“Oh, baby, I’m just teasing,” Angie giggled as she came over and gave him another kiss on the cheek.

“Now, now, go easy on the poor boy,” said Jackie with a chuckle. “You don’t want to traumatize him!”

Angie handed her the toolbox. “Yes, mother.” The two ladies chuckled, and Angie saw Jackie to the door.

Jackie glanced back at Scott. “Seriously, go easy on him,” she said. “I know you two always had a kinky side, but don’t just nosedive into the deep end right off.”

“Oh, relax,” said Angie. “I know what I’m doing.”

“Alright then,” said Jackie. “Bye, Scott!”

Scott mumbled a good bye, and she left. Angie turned to her embarrassed husband, and hugged him from behind. “God, you reek of pussy,” said Angie. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” Scott sighed and nodded. “So, are you going to let me cum any time soon?”

Angie smiled. “We’ll just have to see, won’t we?” She extended a tendril of power, and Scott jumped as he felt an invisible hand grasp his cock. The organ twitched and grew fully erect again almost immediately. Angie giggled. “I think I like it that way,” she said. She concentrated, and Scott felt something else shift inside him.

“What was that?” he said, looking at her warily.

“I just made your erection permanent,” said Angie, laughing.

“Angie! Stop it! If I stay hard for too long—”

Angie pat him on the cheek. “Oh, babe, you worry too much. You were already hard like, all morning long, and you’re fine right?” Scott paused, then nodded as he realized he wasn’t in any pain. “See? It’s the magic, it keeps everything safe.”

“Well, okay, but you’re not really going to leave me like this, are you?”

“You bet your ass I am!” she said, laughing.

“Angie! How am I supposed to go out with a constant boner?”

“Oh, don’t worry, it’ll only activate when you’re in the house.”

Scott grabbed her by the shoulders and looked her closely in the eye. “Angie, please, don’t do anything else to me. This is freaking me out.”

Angie cupped his face with her hands and kissed him. “Baby, there’s nothing to be scared of. I’m just having a little fun, okay?” Scott frowned, but her eyes, suddenly wide and innocent, implored him to play along. And when he still hesitated, the phantom hand on his cock tried to coax him another way, gently stroking up and down.

Scott let out a breath. “Okay,” he said.

“Good,” she said. Then she giggled. “Actually, there’s just one more teensy little thing I want to do.”

“Angie, please—”

“Come on, baby, just one more thing?” she said. “I’m even asking nicely this time!” She made the phantom hand stroke him more insistently. Scott shivered at the sensations. “Well?”

“Wh-what? What is it?” he said as his cock jumped.

She giggled, and he felt something else shift inside of him. Suddenly, he let go of the throw blanket, letting it drop off his shoulders again. “No clothes when you’re in the house!”

Scott’s eyes widened. “Angie! No! That’s embarrassing!”

“What’s to be embarrassed about, baby? You’re my husband. I’ve seen you naked almost every day!”

“But… but… what about when there’s people over?”

“I dunno,” said Angie. “We’ll have to see, won’t we?”

“Angie!” he said, and he gasped as the hand squeezed him.

Angie laughed. “Come on, silly boy,” she said. “Let’s take that shower, hmm? I’ll let you scrub my back!” She swayed a bit as she walked, making sure Scott got a good view of her ass, the skirt swishing below it threatening to reveal her sex as she went up the stairs before him. She pulled him, gently but firmly, by his cock, her magic forming an invisible leash. Unable to resist, and unwilling as the hand stroked him faster, Scott stumbled after her, his cock twitching like an over-excitable puppy, his face red as a beet.