The Wizard's Apprentice

“When am I going to learn some magic, old man?”, asked Wizadora; a blonde, 22 year old Wizards apprentice, sulking.

 

“All in good time, my girl”, said the old wizard, waving his wand and, with the words “Presto Nudio” making all Wizadora’s clothes disappear so that her young, slender curvaceous body was completely exposed to his lascivious gaze.

 

Wizadora covered herself up with her hands.

 

“Is this really necessary?”, she asked, startled.

 

“Well, you don’t expect me to just give away all my magical secrets for nothing do you?”, asked the wizard, pulling away the hand that was covering her crotch and having a good long look at it.

 

Wizadora’s pretty face blushed with embarrassment.

 

“Don’t worry. You’ll get what you want but you’re going to have to earn it”, he said, kneeling down, before leaning forward and burying his slurping tongue between her thighs,

 

Wizardora squirmed as she felt the wizards rough bearded chin against the soft flesh of her inner thigh and then his wet, wriggling tongue probing her.

 

But then, getting back up the wizard waved his wand again and, suddenly, looking down, Wizadora saw that she was not naked anymore but dressed in a blue satin bustier; black lacy briefs, stockings, suspenders and leather high heeled shoes.

 

And, looking over at the mirror on the wizards wall, she also saw that her long blonde hair was tied up in a ponytail and her face, covered in make up.

 

“That’s better”, said the old man, admiring her, “Just how I like it”.

 

Then the wizard threw off his long, blue star covered robes, exposing his old and wrinkled yet firm and muscular body to his young apprentice and then, her gaze travelling down from his face towards his crotch, she saw his large, erect penis sticking out from amongst a shaggy mass of grey pubic hair.

 

“There now, my angel, wrap your pretty lips around that and see if you can’t conjure up some wizardy jizz”, he said.

 

Wizadora sank to her knees and, taking hold of the wizards penis with both hands guided its end into her open mouth then, as he stroked her silken hair and toyed with her pony tail, her head bobbing up and down between the old mans thighs, she gently used her soft warm lips to massage the veiny shaft of the wizards penis whilst circling and flicking its head with her tongue.

 

Mentally trying to name all of the magic wonders of the universe, the wizard struggled to stop himself from coming too soon but it was no good, after three minutes he had sprayed the back of the young woman’s throat with his seed.

 

“Now make it disappear”, he said, tapping her gently upon the head with his wand.

 

Wizadora gulped.

 

“Yuk”, she said, screwing up her face as the wizards salty jism slipped down her throat and the wizard conjured up a handkerchief for her to wipe her mouth with.

 

But then, while she was wiping her lips, Wizadora noticed that she was not in the wizards bedroom anymore but on a warm sandy beach and her clothes had changed too because now she was wearing the skimpiest of bikini’s and the Wizard was even dressed in skintight speedo’s.

 

“Where is this?”, she asked looking out at the bright blue ocean beyond the golden coloured sand.

 

“The virgin islands”, said the wizard, smiling, “I thought it only appropriate as you’re about to lose your virginity”.

 

Wizadora sighed,

 

“How much longer before we start learning magic”, she said, annoyed, glaring at the wizard.

 

The wizard tossed a blue diamond shaped Viagra pill up in the air and caught it in his mouth, gulping it down and a large bulge appeared in the front of his speedo’s.

 

“I’m hoping 5 minutes at least”, said the wizard tapping his apprentice on the bottom with his wand, “Don’t worry he said, we’ll start learning magic soon but now lie on your back and spread your legs wide apart”.

 

Wizadora lay upon her back on the hot sand and, slipping down his speedo’s to his ankles, the wizard knelt down and then clambered on top of her and then she felt his weight upon her and his grey bearded mouth press against hers,  then the wizards tongue pushing inside.

 

It felt horrible, she thought, having the wizards thick tongue flailing about inside her mouth, it almost made her want to gag but then he stopped kissing her and started to pull down her tanga style bikini bottoms and then, taking a firm hold of his penis guided it towards the entrance of her vagina before pushing its head into her.

 

Wizadora felt a sharp pain at first as the wizards large penis burst through her hymen and the muscles in her vagina started to tighten; large tears rolling down her cheeks as, bucking his hips, his penis pistoned forcefully in and out of her.

 

“Oh god. I just hope the magic is worth this”, she thought, sobbing and gritting her teeth tightly.

 

The wizard pushed his mouth close to her ear because he wanted her to hear his groans, his old mans face becoming bright red and glistening with sweat that dripped upon her.

 

But then, just as she thought she could take no more, the wizard kissed her upon the lips and there was something magic in that kiss that made her relax and the pain grow less and less with each thrust until, though she hated it even more, she almost felt pleasure.

 

Then his right hand tugging her bikini top upwards, the wizard, while he was still thrusting into her, began kneeding her large left breast and sucking gently and lapping upon each of her pert rosy pink nipples.

 

But then, feeling himself about to come, the wizard pulled himself out of her and, kneeling upright continued to jerk himself until, shuddering and groaning, his face contorting with pleasure he started to jet out large gouts of white jism upon her breasts and across her neck and face.

 

“Oh, now that was magical”, he said, panting with exhaustion before staggering up off of her and pulling up his speedos.

 

But then wizadora felt the sand beneath her turn to cotton and looking round, she saw that she was back in the wizards bedroom, lying under the covers of his bed.

 

“Now will you teach me some magic”, said Wizadora, wiping away her tears.

 

Alright, said the wizard putting his arms around her and hugging her, kissing the back of her neck, “Just repeat after me. Morphus Somnium”.

 

Wizadora repeated the magic words.

 

“Alright, I’ve done that”, she said, “Now what”.

 

“Now go to sleep my darling”, said the wizard, “It’s a sleeping spell you see”.

 

“But I don’t”, she said, starting to yawn, “Want to go to sleep”.

 

Wizadora felt cheated but her anger subsided as her painted eyelids grew heavier and then, as the wizard covered her neck and face with his kisses she fell fast asleep.

 

“Sleep well, my angel”, said the Wizard smiling, “There’ll be plenty of time to learn magic tomorrow and other things”.