Long ago…
I dated a girl name Clara who among other things was hardcore into Wicca and was…unique…
You can read a little here…
[First Time](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/z216n3/a_night_with_a_witch_mf/)
[Week Later](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/z7sojw/my_week_with_a_witch_mf/)
We were a month in our “relationship”, give or take. Clara was intoxicating. We were fucking more than once a day, sometimes it got a bit tricky because she could not be quiet ever. The downside was that my grades were slipping bad. She worked evenings so days were the best to hang out, so sometimes (most of the time) the choice became sex all day with her tight body and her delicious moans or go to school.
You can kind of guess which I picked.
After her telling me she loved me in french things got more passionate. I learned she took years of French in high school so she started saying things while we fucked or just alone on the couch. I understood almost none of it. She said it was her way of communicating and that over time my heart would know what she said.