Her Dark Desire: The Witch [FF] [Oral] [Futa]

Hi Erotica, this is an excerpt from author Cameron A. Riley’s novella, *Her Dark Desire*. Link to full text in comments. This is midway through Chapter One of five.

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“Oh, it’s you,” came a voice from atop the cave’s entrance.
“Enjoying the forest’s pleasures, I see.”

She stood tall, confident, wearing a smirk. Her hair as red as the flames that had destroyed the bushes, dark brows cocked above piercing icy eyes. Her full lips coated in red, a grin on her face and hands on her wide, thick hips. The woman’s chest was large, covered only slightly by a tight corset that seemed ready to burst at the seam given the right pressure, her cleavage smooth and light in tone. Atop her head sat a pointed black hat to match her black dress, the white of her blouse standing out.

“Witch,” said Elise with a growl. “You have chosen a bad time if its quarrel you desire,” she said, danger on her tongue.

“I’m merely here to warn you that should you enter the cave, I would have no choice but to defend it, so you see, I am not so much as picking a fight with you as much as you are choosing to fight with me.”

Elise shifted her weight to one leg and crossed her arms. She knew the witch well enough, a longtime resident of the woods, most often associated with the kidnapping of the village’s young women. Elise had a suspicion that the witch was much older than she let on, and that the key to preserving her beauty rest in a spell she cast upon beautiful young women. Unfortunately for the witch, Elise had prevented her from completing her tasks, and she showed telling signs of aging around her eyes, the skin on her neck sagging. A powerful spell must have been cast to keep herself a modicum of beauty, but it wouldn’t last for much longer, she thought, and the woods would be rid of the witch in time.

Unfortunately for Elise, the witch hadn’t gone yet, and instead stood as a powerful obstacle to completing her objective.

“Are you saying that you are willing to die protecting this cavern? Foolish,” said Elise. “You should have stayed in your home to wither and die, it shouldn’t be too long now, right?”

The witch growled and then laughed, throwing her billowing hair over her shoulder.

“I have no plans to die on this day,” she said. “And who needs a villager when I could steal your beauty for my own?” said the witch. Suddenly the woman disappeared in a puff of smoke, leaving only the faint scent of lilacs and rot in her wake.

Quickly retrieving her wand, Elise stood in defense as the witch reappeared at the mouth of the cavern, her eyes aglow with a red energy, the mark of power. Elise planted her foot and clenched her teeth, in no mood to deal with the witch.

“Step aside,” said Elise.

“I will enjoy taking your beauty, Hunter!”

The witch raised her arm and a ball of fire blasted forth. Spinning, Elise avoided the blast, falling to a knee with a roll to the side.

Raising her wand, Elise sent an equally powerful ball of fire toward the witch and watched as it struck the cavern wall behind her. As the smoldering flames dissipated, leaving a black scar, Elise caught a glimpse of the witch as she appeared at her side.

Turning, the witch took hold of her wrist and swung with her free hand, knocking the Witch Hunter off of her feet. Intending to aim the wand, the witch proved quick, taking her free hand in a vice-like grip. She pulled the hunter close, her massive chest engulfing the Hunter’s, their faces drawing closer together as they locked eyes.

“Mmm, you were easy to catch,” said the witch with a grin.

“Do you think so?” said Elise.

The witch’s eyes began to flicker, a rainbow of color appearing quickly across her pupils. Elise knew this to be a mesmerization charm. The spell worked quickly, and soon Elise began to grow drowsy. Knowingly, she looked away from the witch.

“Did you think a simple charm would be enough to capture me?” said Elise as she ripped her wrist free, quickly landing an elbow to her face. The witch stumbled back and growled. The spell was weakened and before the Hunter stood the fierce reality of an old hag, wrinkled and gray, her red hair going white as snow and eyes as black as a starless night. Elise raised her arm and fired a fast spell, catching the witch in the chest, sending her flying into the cave.

Elise, weary from the mesmerization spell, chased after, stepping into the darkness, away from the sunlight. Quietly she stepped forth, eyeing the shadows carefully. Laughter filled the hall, then, and to her surprise, a tight arm found its way around her neck.

Elise, her strength sapped, became immobilized by the witch as she pulled her close to her chest, holding her tightly. Elise reached up, gripping the forearm around her neck, but found her strength to be unnatural, immovable.

“You bitch,” said the witch. “Beauty is wasted on you who chooses not to use it.”

Elise quickly turned her arm up, wand aiming for the witch’s head, but it was knocked away with a quick backhand, the wand spinning to the cavern floor. Elise struggled in vain as the witch’s hand traveled down her jacket, unbuttoning the silver buttons as she followed the seam. Soon, she pulled it open, and unbuttoned the cotton shirt below, exposing the hunter’s chest and stomach to the dank air of the cavern.

The hunter fidgeted and gasped as the witch pressed her hand against her small breasts, her nipples reacting to the chill air, growing stiff under her touch. The witch grinned, tugging at them, toying with the hunter.

“You are easy to arouse,” she said. “Could it be all of that pent up lust bubbling to the surface?”

The witch’s hand traveled down the hunter’s tight stomach and expertly entered her leather pants, finding quickly an entrance beneath her panties. She touched the Hunter, parting her, letting the tip of her wrinkled finger feel the hood of her clitoris, finding what she wanted: her arousal. Withdrawing her hand, the witch placed her fingers in front of the hunter’s face and the two gazed at the glistening fingertips, Elise resigning in defeat, the moist fingertips before her.

With a hard shove, the witch threw Elise to the cavern floor, where she toppled to her hands and knees. She growled as she turned, but found herself immobilized, the witch extending her arm as her beautiful illusion returned, her skin growing soft, her hair capturing the red of her faux-youth, her breasts perky and tight under her corset, all the while the Hunter became pinned to the cavern floor.

Elise turned her head, looking about the cavern for her wand, spotting it far out of reach.

“I understand the Witch Hunter’s power is derived from her purity,” said the witch. With a twirl of her hand, Elise found her legs spreading apart. The witch moved her finger in a circular motion and the clasp holding the leather pants to the hunter’s hips began to give way, undoing itself.

Elise groaned and spat at the witch.

“Many have tried and failed,” said Elise. “You will fail, too.”

The witch laughed, placing her open palm over her own crotch. Elise’s eyes grew wide as a protrusion began to push against the witch’s skirt, growing longer as the witch held her hand in place, a glow of dark energy hovering about, the witch moaning as the spell took hold.

Upturning her hands, the witch’s skirt rose, revealing a magically conjured cock planted above her the bare skin of her pussy. Elise’s pants and boots flew to the side of the cavern and her legs spread wider, her panties, soaked from her arousal, felt thin and transparent as they pressed into her.

The witch approached, taking to her knees. She took her magical cock into her hand and pressed it against the Hunter, letting it rub against the nub of her clitoris through her panties.

“I will be the one to make the Witch Hunter impure,” said the witch with pride. “How joyous! And I’ll take her beauty along with it. Oh, I couldn’t have dreamt of a better ending for you.”

The witch let her magically conjured cock move down the Hunter’s pussy, spreading her open through the panties, before pulling them aside to expose her. The witch eyed the Hunter’s soft labia, running her thumb over the hairless lips, pulling her open gently as she admired her.

“Mmm, so youthful, I will make better use of this gift, however,” said the witch as she inserted a finger into the Hunter, removing it soaked. The Hunter whimpered as she watched the witch lick her finger clean and returned her conjured cock to the Hunter’s pussy.

With pressure, she pressed it against the Hunter’s bare clitoris and rubbed the tip of the cock against it in a circular motion until the Hunter had no choice but to moan. The witch reached forward, slapping the Hunter across the face, pulling her bra down quickly, exposing her small chest.

“But why should I end this so soon?” said the witch, reaching up, pulling her corset down to reveal her large chest. Her tits bounced slightly as they were exposed, nipples erect, the globes hanging heavy. She leaned forward and pressed them against the Hunter’s small tits, smothering her, letting her much larger nipples press Elise’s down. She made eye contact with her again as her eyes rippled, changing color deceptively and this time, the Hunter could not look away; the mesmerization spell taking hold. The witch dragged her tits over the Hunter’s chest, sitting up and slapping her small breasts with a laugh as Elise’s face went soft, her eyes widened and her mouth sat agape as she fell under the witch’s spell.

The woman crawled up to sit on Elise’s chest, taking her cock in her hand. She slapped it against the Hunter’s cheek and lips before grabbing her by the top of the head and pulling her up, forcing the cock between her lips. The witch cackled as she pushed the magical cock into the Hunter’s mouth, fully inserting it, feeling the head press against the back of her throat. She thrust her hips against the Hunter’s face and watched as her lips pursed, engulfing the cock entirely. Elise gagged as the cock plunged her throat, her spittle turning to froth as it spilled from the corners of her mouth.

The witch laughed loudly and with malice, placed the Hunter’s head back on to the floor. With a flick of her wrist, the Hunter’s legs rolled up and under the witch’s arms. She leaned forward and thrust her hips into the Hunter’s face, her pelvis smothering her nose as the cock delved deeper. The Hunter convulsed, quivering as the cock choked her. With a shudder, the Hunter went limp and a small stream of urine poured from her exposed pussy on to the cavern floor.

The witch peered over her shoulder, watching as the stream escaped and splattered. She reached back and inserted two fingers deeply into the Hunter, holding her in position. She closed her eyes and began to moan as the cock began to reel and spurt, ejaculating in to the Hunter’s mouth.

The witch opened her eyes to see the come spilling out of the Hunter’s mouth and through her nostrils. When she was completely full, the witch let go of Elise’s legs, which limply fell back to the earth. Her hips rocked upwards as the last remnants of her urine squirted out of her and then collapsed again. The witch pulled the Hunter’s head up, rolling it to the side and back again as the magical cock spurted its final string of come into her.

She watched the Hunter’s eyes roll into the back of her head and with a smile let her fall back, her head smacking against the rock of the cavern. Elise blinked quickly, the spell wearing off with the pain of her head hitting the rock, as she coughed and choked on the come.

“Enough games,” said the witch, moving the cock over the Hunter’s face as she squirmed and clenched her eyes shut. The witch crawled back between the Hunter’s legs and hiked them up, pulling her panties aside as she aligned her magical cock with the Hunter’s pussy. Pressing the head against her hole, she smiled. The moist lips of her pussy spread easily for the witch and her legs were like putty, manipulated as one would a doll.

“You’re going to enjoy this, but I’ll it enjoy it more,” she said.
Elise spat and clenched her teeth with a strong growl as she looked passed the witch and to the ceiling of the cavern, noticing a large stalactite gripping the wall directly above the witch. Elise smirked.
“That is not large enough for a whore, let alone me,” said Elise, turning her eyes from the witch coyly.

The witch eyed her, casting another spell. The cock grew by several inches, widening as well. She pressed harder against Elise’s pussy, the tip penetrating her hole as Elise whimpered.

“Will that do, whore?”

Standing, the witch lifted Elise by the neck and threw her against the wall. She groaned, falling to her knees as the witch quickly approached. No longer under the influence of the spell, Elise found her agility returned, but was met quickly by a strong grip on the back of her head. The witch held her in place, forcing her to her knees. She took her cock and pressed it against the Hunter’s mouth until her lips part and the magical cock entered her again, passing over her tongue, pressing against her throat. Elise groaned as the witch pulled her hair tightly, moving her hips furiously as she thrust into the Hunter’s mouth.

Elise felt the strength leaving her arms as she feebly gripped the witch’s skirt, until they fell to her sides, her eyes rolling.

The witch with one final push pressed Elise’s nose against her pubic region, crushing it against her pelvis as she made certain that the Hunter could taste the entirety of her member. She looked into the Hunter’s eyes as they went cross.

With a quick tug, the witch pulled the Hunter from her cock and watched as tendrils of her saliva clung to it, connecting the tip with her lips. She held the Hunter by the head, admiring her defeat, before pressing her cock back into her mouth.

“You will beg me for it,” said the witch as she thrust deeply into the Hunter. “Beg me!”

Tears began to form in the Hunter’s eyes as she choked on the cock, furiously thrusting into the Hunter. When the witch removed her cock again, the Hunter cried.

“Please,” she said. “Please!”

The witch tossed her sobbing to the side and quickly placed the Hunter’s head between her legs. She reached forward, gripping the Hunter behind the knees, pulling her upright until her pussy aligned with the ceiling. Reaching down, she inserted the cock into the Hunter’s mouth as she spread her pussy agape, gazing into her hole. The witch moaned in pleasure, her cock visible in the Hunter’s throat with each thrust.

The witch removed her cock from the Hunter’s mouth and watched as her magical come bubbled from between the Hunter’s lips.

The witch stood her to her feet and gazed at the pathetic Witch Hunter, who sobbed and cowered. Soaked in her own fluids, enchanted come dribbling from her mouth, she looked no more like a Witch Hunter. She took the hunter’s face in one hand and kissed her deeply, the Hunter attempting no struggle. The witch easily tripped her, watching as she fell hard on to her back, her head bouncing off of the floor.

The witch knelt between the hunter’s legs and with both hands took her labia between her knuckles, stretching her open wide. The Hunter whimpered.

The witch grinned and spread her open wider and Elise winced. When she was satisfied, she gripped the Hunter’s clitoris between her knuckles and squeezed tightly, forcing a yelp. She squeezed harder and the Hunter sobbed loudly as she squirmed.

Releasing her, the Hunter gripped her crotch and rolled to her side.

“Now to end you, and to beautify myself for eternity,” said the witch roughly grabbing the Hunter’s hips, pulling her, spreading her legs wide. The Witch Hunter covered her face with both hands and sobbed as the witched toyed with her, slapping her conjured cock against the Hunter’s swollen clitoris. She grew annoyed, however, noticing that Elise was not watching.

She reached forward and ripped her hands away, surprised to see Elise with a wild grin on her face.

“What?” said the witch.

Elise laughed as she eyed the witch with a cocky smirk.

“You are fun,” said Elise. “This is an interesting spell you’ve conjured,” said the Witch Hunter, eyeing the cock between her legs.

The witch gasped as her eyes widened and she scowled.

“How… dare you!” said the witch. Gripping her conjured cock, the witch thrust, mere centimeters from taking the Hunter’s purity, but found her hips immobile. In fact, she found her arms immobile as well, the palm of her hand frozen upon her fleshy member.

“I would go mad without the sinister perversions of the witch in the woods,” said Elise. “But unique you are not.”

Wisps of emerald energy began to form in the Hunter’s eyes and the walls of the cavern quaked.

“What are you doing!” screamed the witch, looking about with cock in hand. “You will kill us both!”

Elise laughed again. As her laugh grew wild, she watched the witch grow fearful, finally understanding the power of the Witch Hunter.

Elise released the witch from her spell and watched as she stood, the cloth of her skirt hanging over her erection until it faded away, leaving the skirts to fall into place. A deafening crack echoed through the cavern as the stalactite broke loose from the ceiling. The witch had only a moment to look up before being crushed by the stone, as Elise tumbled to safety, rocks falling, sealing the entrance to the cavern, burying the witch.

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