Helping out a hopeful couple

Willow, or Will if you’re short on time, had lived in the woods outside Briarbrook for nearly three years having previously been ousted from their last village. Witchcraft, even when used for good, has a certain taboo about it. Now Willow lives in a run-down shack once occupied by hunters who have since moved on. Though their abode is certainly lacking in amenities, the woods are tranquil and the perfect place to practise their art. The locals from Briarbrook are friendly enough, though Willow wonders if their friendliness is just a facade to get their help, or even worse masking a fear of witchcraft. Either way, they help, and do their job well. Admittedly none of the villagers’ problems are terribly complex to solve, mostly consisting of curing simple maladies and locating lost things. 

One day a curious pair come to Willow’s door, a man and a woman, both in their mid to late twenties. The bulky man dwarfs Willow, he has broad shoulders and sturdy muscle visible even under his thick wool shirt. He nervously runs his hand through his strawberry blonde hair and looks down at Willow with surprisingly soft blue eyes. The woman besides him is of average height, but looks short next to her partner. Her bark-brown hair is done up in a loose braid that cascades off her shoulder to one side. Willow’s eyes trace down the braid, then to the plunging neckline of her dress, then to her barely concealed breasts. One wrong move and they’d come right out, not that Willow was particularly opposed to the idea. Suddenly they snapped out of it, probably not the best idea to be gawking at a visitor’s tits. Don’t want to be chased out again. Willow collecting themselves gestured for them to enter, “You came at a fortunate time, I just put the kettle on, don’t suppose you’d like some tea?”

The man smiled, opening his mouth to speak, before being cut off by the woman, “I’m sure we’d both love some tea. Wouldn’t we darling?” The man nodded complacently. “Really sorry for coming so late! It’s just -”

“It’s just you didn’t want to be seen visiting the weird witch in the woods.” interrupted Willow dejectedly.

“Well… yes.” Admitted the woman, “but I promise you we are not as closed minded as the other folk.”

Willow gave a placid smile and poured out three cups of tea whilst the other two sat down.

“My name’s Jacob and her’s is Evelyn. Sorry she can be a bit to-the-point sometimes.” said Jacob as he reached out for a handshake. As his hand clasped Willow’s they couldn’t help but notice how firm and how much larger his hands were. “Lovely to meet you Will, uh, Willow?” continued Jacob.

“Either’s fine!” Willow smiled back.

“Well, as a so-called to-the-point woman…” Evelyn shot a cutting glance at Jacob, “I suppose I should inform you of the purpose of our visit.”

“I shoot blanks.” Jacob stated bluntly.

“Maybe a little more tactful husband!”

“What, I thought we were supposed to be all ‘to-the-point’, I was doing as you asked.”

Evelyn sighed, “we’ve been married for a while now, and have been trying to have a baby for the past year, but to no success. The village doctor thinks it’s something to do with him working in the mines, breathing in toxins or something along those lines.” Her otherwise piercing gaze softened, clearly saddened, “But we asked around, and apparently you’re a bit of a miracle worker. So we were wondering if…”

“If I can help you get pregnant.” Willow pondered for a moment, “That’d be within the domain of Biomancy, which I do have some experience with. Just give me a moment…” Willow stood up from their chair and started running a finger along a remarkably long bookcase, their lips mouthing out book titles as they went; eventually coming across a book labelled ‘Biomancy Basics’. They withdrew the book and sat down, flicking through its pages.

“Aaaand here we are, fertility ritual… Yeah, seems pretty simple, just need a potion and…” suddenly Willow went beat red.

“And?” enquired Evelyn.

“Well I uh, um.” Willow began to stumble over their words, “The uh, witch, drinks the potion, and then. To quote the book, ‘imbibes the cum, letting it infuse into them and be rejuvenated, then deposits it into the woman.’ So…”

“I cum… In your mouth… Then you cum… In her.”

“JACOB!” Yelled Evelyn.

“What, I am just being to-the-point!”

“Well. Yes, that is exactly what the ritual entails. It’s a little more complicated on my end, I have to make the potion. But that is essentially it.”

“This seems weirdly specific?” questioned Jacob.

“Well, I didn’t make the fucking ritual! Bloody, uh..” Willow quickly checked the author of the book, “Bloody ‘Demitrius the Grand’ is the perv that made this spell, not me!”

“Hm, how do I put this… Do you have the right equipment?” asked Evelyn.

“Well yes, I have everything I need for the potion.”

Evelyn giggled,“I wasn’t asking about the potion darling.”

“OH! Uh, well, yes. I do.”

“Well then!” Evelyn’s eyes glinted, her lips curled into a slight grin, “Well, how unfortunate this is our only option. Willow dear, will the potion be ready by, say, tomorrow night?”

“Well… Yeah I suppose so. You want to go through with it?”

“Well naturally.” She responded, “I need to put a baby in me somehow.” She shrugged.

Willow looked to Jacob, who’s cheeks were at this point flushed red, “Well, I mean, if the wife doesn’t, uh, mind. I’m not exactly opposed to the whole idea of… Y’know.”

Evelyn’s brows furrowed, noticing Willow’s somewhat nervous expression, “As long as you’re okay with it darling, this is quite a bit more involved than your usual requests.”

“Oh, no, I am very much good with this! I mean, you were not kidding when you said you were more open minded than the other villagers.” Willow paused, then admitted “also, living out in the woods, I don’t exactly get a lot of experience with this kinda thing. Last time was three, no, four years back.”

“Well…” Evelyn put her hand high on Willow’s thigh, her deep brown eyes locking with theirs, “You bring the magic, we can bring the experience.” Willow’s brain stopped functioning for a brief moment, attempting to process the current situation, not really believing this was happening. “We’ll see you at sunset tomorrow darling.”

And they left. “Holy fucking shit” thought Willow, “Fuck, what, fuck? Really?” Their heart was racing at the thought of it, they suddenly became very aware of their body. Aware of their soft skin that rubbed against their loose clothing; their small, soft and supple breasts; their cock that hardened and throbbed more and more at the thought of tomorrow night. Willow was really fucking horny.

Willow spent most of the subsequent day preparing the potion and fussing over their looks; For some reason they had suddenly become very self conscious. Once the potion had been crafted they mixed it in with some tea and drank whilst looking over certain scandalous books – after all, what witch doesn’t do their homework. The sun sank down the sky and dipped below the horizon. Willow worried they wouldn’t come, but, assuredly they did.

With a knock at the door Willow shot up and opened it. Before them they saw the happy couple. Evelyn wore a dress that somehow revealed more of her breasts than the one a day before, in addition it had a slit running down either side revealing her pleasantly thick thighs. Willow desperately wanted to bury their head in them, but knew that was sadly beyond the scope of this ritual. In contrast to Evelyn, Jacob was wearing the exact same thing as yesterday. Willow nervously smiled and welcomed them in.

There was an awkward pause as they stood in the main room. Evelyn asked if they had taken the potion, Willow nodded. “Well sweet, are you going to fuck their face?” asked Evelyn, looking towards her darling husband.

 “Well I gotta do foreplay first, I am a gentleman!” He responded with a nervous laugh, though he was rather eager judging by the size of the bulge in his pants. Willow couldn’t stop looking at it.

“Fuck it.” Thought Willow as she stepped up to Jacob and began to kiss him. Jacob reciprocated immediately, grabbing Willow by the small of their back with one arm and their chin with the other. His lips were surprisingly coarse but they were quickly distracted from it as they felt his tongue slip into their mouth. Willow couldn’t stop thinking about how his cock would be in there soon. Slowly but steadily they became more passionate, Jacob pushing Willow against the wall. He paused for a moment, worrying he hurt them, before being eagerly pulled back in by Willow. They thought for a moment they spotted Evelyn slipping her hand down the slit of her dress, touching herself. He moved his hand from the small of their back and grabbed both their wrists with one hand, pinning them against the wall. Willow suddenly realised just how big he was compared to them, he was stooping down to kiss them. Willow wrapped their legs around him, they could both feel Willows cock throbbing between them both

Suddenly Willow was thrown to their knees, they were salivating at what was going to happen next. Jacob began to undo his belt, but Willow put their hands on his and stopped him. They wanted to do it themselves, savour the moment. Slowly they undid the belt, sliding it from the loops on his trousers, gravity gently tugging at them. They began to pull down, revealing inch by inch a large throbbing cock, until eventually unbound by the trousers it shot up centimetres from Willow’s soft face. Now it was so close, it seemed so much larger than it did hidden behind his trousers. How the hell were they going to fit that in?

Suddenly they noticed Evelyn kneeling next to them, spitting into their hand and then rubbing the dripping saliva up and down the head and shaft of the cock. “It’s easier if it’s a little lubed up before.” she looked at them, noticing their eyes bulging at the size of it, “It’s okay sweetheart, you’ll do great. Here let me help.” She said as she took Willow’s dull blonde hair and gently gathered it away from their face. Willow moved closer to the head, sticking their tongue out a little, probing it. It had a taste, one not entirely unpleasant, cautiously their lips wrapped around the head, their tongue continuing to lick the head the best they could. Then Jacob started pushing into Willow, their dick sliding into their mouth, then nearly out again. In and out, each time venturing a little further in, going a little faster. Evelyn’s hand slipped down Willow’s trousers and began to gently play with them. Jacob pushed further and faster, pumping his cock into their mouth. Willow’s eyes started to tear up as Jacob’s cock began to completely disappear into their mouth with each thrust, precum began to drip down the back of their throat. Willow grasped onto Jacob’s shirt as he grabbed their head by the hair. Then, finally, Jacob came. His cock throbbed and twitched as it pumped warm bitter cum into Willow’s mouth. Willow grabbed the back of Jacob’s thighs and pushed themselves as far down the shaft of his cock as possible until their chin pressed against his balls, all in an effort to capture every last drop of cum. Jacob moaned loudly as he withdrew his cock from Willow. They fell back against the wall with a light thud, gasping for breath, cum strung out between their lips. Then, at last, and with great difficulty, Willow swallowed. 

“Fantastic work darling!” Exclaimed Evelyn as she gently rubbed Willow, “Halfway there!”

“HALFWAY THERE?!” Thought Willow, “I am fucking exhausted, I need a break.”

“I… I am really… Sorry. I need a break. That was a lot.” said Willow between breaths.

Panicked, Jacob began to apologise, “Oh fuck, I am so so sorry I didn’t mean to -”

“No, really it’s fine.” Willow had nearly regained their composure, “more than fine, that was… That was fucking incredible. But I just can’t take anymore right now.”

“How long do we have for you to… Finish the spell…” asked Evelyn.

“Oh ages, the potion will hold onto this for a week. But, no need for that. How about we finish this tomorrow night?

“Tomorrow night… TOMORROW NIGHT? WHY DID I SAY THAT!” screamed Willow internally. Jacob and Evelyn had left a few hours ago, now they were lying in bed impossibly horny. More than anything they wanted to touch themselves, but they couldn’t risk it. If they came they would waste the spell, and those potion components are not cheap. So they laid there, thinking. Thinking about Jacob’s throbbing cock in their throat, and thinking about what it will be like to be inside Evelyn the following night.

The day was no less uncomfortable. They would go about their business as usual, only to remember the previous night, or this night’s arrangements. Most awkward was their weekly trip into the village for supplies. As Willow browsed the market for various nick-nacks to be used as spell components, they stumbled into Evelyn. Panicked, Willow gave Evelyn the world’s widest and most awkward smile, to which she couldn’t help but burst into laughter. “See you later sweetheart” she said smiling as she left Willow. Later really couldn’t come soon enough.

Fortunately the passing of time is inevitable, and later did indeed arrive. Evelyn arrived, this time barely clothed at all. She wore a loose silk dress, clearly intended to be worn over something, however she elected to not. Willow’s eye ran down from her bright red lips, to her perfectly shaped tits, to her soft cunt. After the previous night’s events Willow didn’t think they could get flustered, this was demonstrably false. Once they pried their eyes from her they also noticed Jacob, standing awkwardly at the back. 

“Oh, hi Jacob. Uh, I don’t think you will have much to do in this part?”

“Ah yeah, well, I figured I should be here for my child’s conception, I guess?” he shrugged.

“Don’t worry, I am sure I will find some use for him.” said Evelyn looking toward her husband, smiling mischievously.

She wasted no time. Grabbing Willow’s hand Evelyn guided them to their own bed and through them down onto the mattress. “Now, if I am not mistaken you owe me some cum.” Evelyn said as she slid out of her dress, “and I intend to collect” she continued, grinning like a devil.

Before Willow even had time to take their clothes off she was on all fours on top of them, her tongue nearly as far down their throat as Jacob’s cock was the previous night. Her lips were so soft, as she pulled back from the kiss glistening saliva was suspended between the two. She drew further back, pulling away Willows trousers as she went. Evelyn parted Willow’s legs and snaked up to their cock. She began kissing, then licking their balls, eventually sucking them into her mouth. Willow was not prepared for this, but certainly wasn’t complaining as their back arched back and they let out small moans. Soon Evalyn began running her tongue up and down the shaft of their cock, teasing the tip. 

“You.. Fuck, ah… You know I need to cum IN your pussy, right?” gasped Willow between moans.

“Oh please,” she responded dismissively, “I’m just having fun, and it isn’t like you’re close to cumming anyway. Are you?”

“Haha… No.” Willow lied.

Finally she grew tired of just lapping at the cock and sat up. She was dripping, her pussy hovering a hair’s breadth from Willow’s cock. Then she dropped, within moments Willow was 

balls deep inside Evelyn, they grasped onto her fat thighs. She began to bounce up and down, her supple tits bouncing along with her. She most of noticed Willow was close, as she began to slow down and gently ride back and forth on them. “No no no. You are not allowed to cum yet, not when I haven’t had my fun yet, not when I haven’t orgasmed.” She leaned down, her tits pressed against Willow’s smaller tits, then shifted back, until her face was buried in Willow’s. She began licking, kissing, and sucking.

Then Evelyn stood up, off of Willow, kneeling before them on the mattress, “I don’t see why I should be doing all the heavy lifting.” She moved Willow to the side and laid her back on the mattress, her legs spread wide open, “Go on then darling.”

They slowly crawled atop her, their cock twitching, the tip grazing her soaking vulva. Then, gently, they pushed in, feeling her pussy run across the head of their dick and down the shaft. She was so warm, so wet, so tight. Willow began to hump into her, wrapping their limbs around hers, pressing their face into her cleavage. Each thrust was accompanied by a wet ‘plap’.  As they thrust faster and faster Evelyn grabbed them by the hair and gently pulled their ear up to her mouth and whispered, “I didn’t bring Jacob here for no reason. We brought some lube, if you’d like to finish with him.” Willow eagerly nodded, god they were close now.

Evelyn turned and shouted breathily into the other room, “JACOB! FUCK. THEM. INTO. ME.” Willow was too preoccupied to notice him come into the room, not until they suddenly felt a massive presence hovering above them, and a wet cock rubbing against their ass. Suddenly they felt Jacob start to slowly push his way into them. Slowly at first at least. He began to speed up, pushing Willow into Evelyn. Jacob slid into Willow, Willow slid into Evelyn, again and again. The bedroom was filled with moans and the smell of sweat and precum. Evalyn’s moans were becoming louder and louder, until finally she came. Just in time too as it was becoming too much for Willow, getting filled by a pulsating cock from behind and being pushed deeper and deeper into a sopping wet pussy. They tightened their grip onto Evelyn, squeezing hard, burying themselves into her, as Willow’s cock twitched and spurted out gluts of cum into her.

Exhausted, they all lay in bed for some time cuddling, trying to recover. Willow had never been cuddled by two people before, they liked it. Eventually the whole lot of them fell asleep. Willow awoke alone, apart from a note on their bedside table. It said that they didn’t want to wake them and would give them a glowing review when asked. Additionally, if their spell worked, they would gladly make Willow a godparent, given their involvement. Willow chuckled, “If the spell worked,” after all that it better have!