It seems that a woman who engaged in orgies in the 1800s was killed in the woods. Even though it was growing dark outside, I should have turned around and run, but I didn't.

A shadowy figure startled me as I stumbled, banged my head, and collapsed on the ground. "What's your name, love?" she said. Despite my extreme fear, I said "Kristy". She responded with "I'm Xara, the witch, do you want to cum baby?" I gasped "Yes," even though I wanted to say no.

Xara let out a lovely, melodic chuckle. "Yes, darling," she moaned. "I'll get you to cum. Kristy, observe and gain knowledge while I reveal a glimpse of my abilities.

"Remain steady," she warned. She reached out her magical fingers, glistening with a force beyond our planet, and sank her middle and index fingers into my sultry pussy. She discovered my tight, puckered asshole with her thumb. Xara easily pushed the entire length of the digit into my rectal tunnel, and the avaricious small aperture opened to her touch.

I let out a loud shout! Her hand's vibration wasn't an illusion! Buried in my steaming, lusty openings, covered in the warm embrace of my wet, vulnerable flesh, the weird humming sound became quieter. Xara held me down, lowering my face to the ground and using her deeply embedded fingers to counter-pin my flailing hips while her other hand remained firmly on the back of my neck. My fingers grasped irrationally while my legs flailed, thumping my feet on the earth.

I could feel Xara's pulsating thumb and fingers grinding against one other within me, with only a thin layer of trembling skin separating my cunt from my anal chambers.

"Eeeeiiiiii" Ah-ah-ah, oh! Fuck, just fuck! I let out a cry. The shaking in my abdomen erupted. The orgasm of the previous night was a little tremor in comparison to the furious spasms that were pounding my vulnerable, youthful body right now.

"Well, that was a nice cum, my dear!" Xara declared with pride. You squirted all over my hand, for crying out loud. That was quite the amount of pussy cream, you delicious little slut.

Since that day I never reached the same pleasure again. It was pure hot witchery.