The Witch, Boy, and Penis

This continued for a few moments; her teasing me while I played with myself. Then, as her lips reached the tip, she kept going. I could feel her slowly surrounding the tip and hold it there. I moaned loudly, enjoying her lips sucking me. Her tongue lightly licked the underside as she held it there. My body was already sensitive after cumming minutes ago and she only managed to drive me wild. The carpet dug into my face as I laid there, now pumping my fingers deep inside me. When she took me deeper, they went deeper. While her motions were slow, moving my member in and out of her mouth, my fingers went faster, driven by a deep need. As her lips caressed the shaft, she sucked and licked the underside constantly. She was showing me a talent I never knew she had and I was loving every moment.

Soon, I could feel the familiar build up inside me. I think she could sense my urgency, for she picked up her pace. Her tongue no longer teased the underside, instead focused on gliding along as she thrust into her mouth. My fingers moved faster too. They were a blur as they pulled out to rub my clit frantically. I sat there, on the edge, for a few agonizing moments until she pulled out to the tip and licked the underside. It was all I needed. My hand froze, but my hips thrusted against the ground. With each thrust, I could feel my dick unload into her mouth. Her seal never broke, taking each shot completely. I could only imagine what it looked like, but it was thrilling to think about. I even swore I felt her hand tighten for just a moment, milking every drop.

When I finally came down, my body slumped to the floor. I laid there for a few minutes, a puddle forming between my legs, as I tried to calm down. I felt her lips hold the tip for a few moments before it slipped out. The crisp air met the wet surface, causing my dick to tingle while still in her grip. Eventually, I managed to pull myself off the ground. It took some effort, but I stood and slowly made my way to her door. It was only when I felt something touch the tip did I know she wasn't done yet.

My hand grabbed the handle as I reached the door. I barely processed that it was unlocked before I snapped it open. On the other side was quite a sight. Most of the lights were low, except for the desk lamp. It illuminated a glossy mess covering the entire thing. I could tell my member had sat there and cum all over the surface. There wasn't a dry spot to be seen. On the opposite side of the room, Amy lay in her bed, partially nude. While she still wore the shirt from earlier, her pants and panties were missing. It was the first time I've ever seen her even slightly naked. Her smooth legs were flawless, leading up to a cleanly trimmed pussy. I could see a neat patch of hair just above her pussy lips, currently wet with excitement. Just above it was my dick, held firmly in her grip. It rested, tip down, inches away from her pussy. The sight alone caused my own pussy to pulse. My dick followed suit, dripping a few droplets down onto her waiting entrance.

Amy's eyes widened as I slammed open the door. Somehow, though, I knew it wasn't just because she was caught. There was a wild look in her eyes. Both of us froze, watching the other for some sign. She reacted first.

"I'm sorry Jeff." Her voice was half apologetic, half pleading. "I couldn't hold back. It's just too much. I need it."

"What are you-"

Before I could finish my sentence, I watched her plunge my dick into her pussy. I could feel her velvety entrance take me, slick with both our juices. My knees buckled as the pleasure shot through my body. I dropped to the ground, and we moaned in unison. Any hope of stopping her went out the window as she started to guide it in and out slowly. Her pussy felt amazing, gripping me tightly with each thrust. My hand dropped between my legs and started to rub myself furiously. The combined sensations felt better than anything previously; both fucking my best friend and myself simultaneously. All the while, my eyes remained glued to her hand trusting me deeper and deeper. I could see and feel my dick bottom out before she brought it out to the tip. She was rough each time, slamming hard against her. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her hand snake up her shirt and onto her breast, playing with it. It only managed to turn me on more.

The constant battery of sensations drove me mad. I could feel myself getting close, despite cumming minutes ago. I pulled my eyes away from her hand and up to her face only to see she was looking right at me. Her eyes were wild with lust as they squared in on me through her glasses. I'm sure I looked the same, getting closer and closer to the edge.

Through my moans, I managed to muster up my voice. "Amy... I'm close... So close..."

"Do it," she said back. "Cum with me. Fill me up."

That was all the encouragement I needed. I curled my fingers and drove them deep into my pussy, hitting that lone spot inside me. That touch pushed me over. I came on her floor, watching her cum too. My hips bucked and spasmed, thrusting into an invisible pussy. A steady stream of fluid poured out, coaxed by my fingers. I could feel my dick burst into her, launching stream after stream deep inside her. Her body stiffened as it did, locked in her own climax. She held my dick tight against her, not letting it move an inch. I could feel her pussy tighten around it, milking me for every drop it could. Her expression was pure ecstasy, accompanied by a scream of joy.

I think I finished first, but only by a hair. My arm flopped to the ground as the exhaustion hit me. I saw her body slack as well, finally letting go of my dick. Her chest rose and fell slowly, trying to catch her breath. I could see her nipples poking against her shirt, jutting with each breath. Moments later, my dick fell out of her, gushing both our juices with it. They soaked into the bed, slowly seeping out of her.

We both sat there, slowly recovering. When I finally had the energy, I stood and made my way over to the bed. There was a look of embarrassment and shame on her face as she looked away. But she was too exhausted to cover herself. Seeing her expression softened my anger. As I reached the bed, I grabbed my dick before covering her body with a sheet. She responded by looking away and grasping the edge. Then, I flopped down by her feet and sat there silently. Eventually, she managed to sit up and curl into a ball, fully covering herself.

"I'm so sorry," she said softly. "I couldn't control myself."

"What happened?"

"I saw your dick leaking on my desk and I lost it. It only got worse once I touched it. I didn't think the potion would be that strong."

I turned to her, surprised. "Potion?"

She lowered her chin onto her knees. "Last night, after you went to bed, I thought the potion didn't work since you only got itchy. So, I tried it on myself. I've been horny ever since."

"Weren't you worried about its actual purpose?"

"Not much of a chance to get pregnant if I wasn't seeing anyone. Plus, I'm on the pill. I was sure that would counteract that issue."

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"Because you had more pressing matters. I can deal with being horny. I'm like that all the time. All the potion did was intensify it. That and make my chest super sensitive."

"What do you mean your horny all the time?"

She glanced at me. "Exactly that. Did you think only guys got horny?"

A small smile crept onto my face. "I guess I just never thought about it. You never really showed any interest."

"Hey, I'm a girl with needs too. I just hide it better."

"But all the time?"

Her face turned red. "I have a high sex drive."

I chuckled slightly. "You could just find a boyfriend."

"And you could find a girlfriend," she said, smiling and shoving me lightly.

"True." I gave her a reassuring look. "You know you could have told me. I wouldn't have judged you."

"I was just embarrassed. I didn't want to seem strange."

I waved my hand at her shelves of ingredients. "Stranger than being a witch who brews potions?"

"That's normal for me. This was personal. Besides, I special.... Interests..."

I chuckled again. "Those are called kinks, Amy."

"I know that. I was being subtle."

"I think we are way past subtle," I said, holding up my still hard member.

Her face got redder as she stared at it. Then, she quickly looked away. "Careful, I'm not fully calmed down."

I quickly hid it in my lap before confessing, "Neither am I."

An awkward pause filled the air before I cleared my throat. "Did you have any luck with finding the missing ingredient?"

"I did. It's called Coriander Root." She glanced at me with a concerned look. "But there is a problem."

I don't need more of those," I said with a sigh.

"It's hard to get. I won't find it at the local shops easily. Chances are, I need to order it."

"How long?"

"A few weeks."

I tapped my head against the wall and groaned. "Fuck me." She glanced at me, causing me to wave my hand slightly. "Bad phrasing."

"This is why I'm looking into something else."

I watched her climb off the bed, keeping the sheet covering her like a towel. She walked over to her desk and used a free hand to grab a jar. It was covered in cum, but she quickly shook it off before holding it up.

"Before our.... Fun... I was looking into something temporary; something to help you out while we wait for the root to get here. There are some combinations that can affect the body physically and I think I can make one that can reattach it for a short time. At least you can go out normally for a while."

"You mean like sticking it back on?"

"Basically. I was going to test some ideas before things got crazy."

"And what about being constantly horny?"

"That I can't do much about. A lot of mood changers bring things up, not down. And we certainly don't want worse. However, it should wear off with time."

"How much time?"

"Hard to say," she said putting down the jar. "It could be a few days based on the dosage."

"It's not going to be easy going to work with a constant hard on."

"You don't have much of an option if you don't want to keep calling off sick."

I sighed, knowing she was right. I didn't want to use up all my sick days now.

"I guess I'll just stay sitting the whole time. At least it's a desk job. But what about you?"

"I'll be fine. Like I said, I'm used to being horny all the time. If I need to, I just work it out of my system."

I couldn't help but chuckle. "Just that simple."

"It really is. But it might be wise to not leave that with me right now," she said, pointing to my dick in my lap.

"Right. What if you need to test something, though?"

"Then I come get you and watch the results together."

"Alright. Then I'll take another day and you can test your theories. Don't wait to order that root stuff, though. Got it?"

"Don't worry. I'll order it tonight."

I got off the bed, holding onto my member. It was still hard, sticky, and clearly ready for another round. But I made sure to keep it slightly hidden.

"Are you going to need help cleaning that up?" I said, nodding to the mess on her desk.

"No, I got it. I made it after all."

"Technically, I did."

She rolled her eyes before pointing to her door. "Out. And take your troublemaker with you."

"Don't forget you were enjoying that troublemaker."

She stood there, wide eyed and face red as I casually left the room. Of course, I wasn't ready to admit to her that I enjoyed it too.

After leaving the room, I used the opportunity to take another shower. Both me and my dick needed it. I found the water soothing and slightly distracting. Though, seeing my member sitting on the shower shelf was tempting. I caught my hand even playing with myself a few times before I quickly stopped. There was no doubt that I was still horny after Amy's stunt. But I couldn't blame her. She was affected by the potion just as much. I'm honestly surprised it took that long for her to give in. I barely lasted. At least I was able to recognize the signs now, though. And that gave me the edge to control myself.

I was starving after the shower. But, with my previous gorge, though, there wasn't much food left. Not wanting to risk going out, I opted to order in. Luckily, Amy was for the idea too. When I knocked on her door to ask, she answered with a different look of hunger. So, I ordered three large pizzas with our favorite toppings. I also encouraged her to take a break. I could see she was wearing herself down and needed a moment to relax. She only agreed once I pushed, though. I could tell she was still feeling guilty about everything. At least the pizza and a warm friendship helped calm her down.

We found ourselves watching a couple movies over the pizza. I was in the mood for horror, but Amy was never a fan. So, we instead watched a couple of fantasy flicks. It was nice to see her finally relax, even if it was over complaining about how fake the magic was. I also caught her glancing over at my member a bunch of times. It sat covered on the table, but noticeably hard under the towel. There was temptation, I'm sure. But she managed to keep herself in check. Of course, she wasn't the only one tempted. I could feel the mild arousal through the movies. Even with Amy now clothed in normal pajamas, I found myself glancing at her just as often. It got worse every time a hot woman was on screen too. But I used this as an opportunity to practice controlling myself. I knew I'd be in a worse situation at work. So, this was a good way to learn self-control. It wasn't easy, though. There were many moments where I caught my hand inching to my inner thigh.

By the time the final movie finished, both of us were tired. And probably super horny. We quickly wished the other a good night and retired to our rooms. As soon as the door was closed, though, I stripped out of my clothes and started rubbing myself. It only took a few minutes to feel some release, quickly followed by another. What surprised me were the thoughts that entertained me. I found myself thinking back to Amy's smooth legs and wet pussy. I could still remember her tightness and her sensual moans. Each time I thought about her, my dick twitched wildly, as if wanting to feel her again. By the time I calmed down, I came at least four times to the thought of her. When I finally drifted to sleep, found myself wondering if we would do it again.

The next morning, I woke up to the sounds of knocking on my door. The sun peaked through my shades, letting me know that the sun had already risen. I made sure to put on a pair of pants and shirt before answering the door to a bright-eyed Amy. She was in her pajamas from our movie session, but she found time to clean up a little. Now her hair was straightened and tied back into a ponytail. She also had a wide smile on her face as she hopped outside my door.

"I think I got it Jeff."

"Got what?" I said, rubbing some sleep from my eyes.

"The temporary solution. Come to my room quickly."

I raised my hand. "Hold on. Give me a few minutes to wake up first."

"Fine. Five minutes. And bring your friend too."

Before I could say another word, she bound away, heading back to her room. A bit jarred, I still couldn't help but smile. It was nice to see her back to her normal self. Not wanting to keep her waiting, I quickly texted my boss for another sick day before grabbing my 'friend'. Luckily it was Friday and I only had to use one more day. Then I had a whole weekend to gain control of myself.

With my member in hand, wrapped up in a towel, I made my way over to Amy's room. Upon entering, I first noticed she had cleaned up the mess. Her desk was now clear of the previous mess, though did have a new one consisting of jars and tools scattered about. I could tell they were placed methodically, though, establishing a method to it. Her blankets were missing from her bed and her sheets replaced with fresh ones. I did note the dryer running as I passed it, so I knew those would be clean soon. Amy sat at her desk when I got there. She had a jar in her hands, and she was examining it closely. Inside was a lime green substance with various flakes embedded throughout. I cleared my throat and she quickly turned and stood up.

"There you are," she said, eagerness in her voice.

"Here I am. What did you figure out?"

"I found a solution to adhere your 'friend' to your body for a period."

"You mean glue it on."

She tilted her head slightly. "Basically, yes. But it's more than that. While attached, it will have full functionality. It will be as if your 'friend' was never separated."

"Penis."

Her eyes widened. "What?"

"We both know what it is. No need to dance around the name."

"Sorry. It helped to call it that to distract me."

I smiled, but quickly moved on. "So, how does it work?"

She held up the jar. "I'm going to take this and apply it to the back end of your... penis. Then, when we place it onto your body, it should connect."

"And what about my other part?"

"I'm hoping the two line up and it gets covered. If not, you will unfortunately have to deal with having both until the Coriander Root arrives."

"That sounds annoying."

"Let's just take this one step at a time. For now, pull out your penis."

She opened the jar before putting it on her desk. Then, she dipped her hand into the jar and pulled out a generous amount of the substance. It was viscous, almost like slime, and it slowly slid down her fingers. I unwrapped my member and held it up to her. Even now, it was hard. Though, it had settled down slightly, keeping it from its full length. With her clean hand, she picked it up and held it carefully. I watched as she slowly started to spread the substance along the back end, behind the shaft and balls. She made sure to coat the entire side generously. I could feel the coolness of it, causing my spine to tingle slightly. Once it was coated, she looked at me.

"Alright. Now take off your pants."

"Oh, right."

I blushed slightly as I pulled down my boxers and pants. Since she had already seen me playing with myself, it wasn't the first time. However, it still embarrassed. She didn't seem phased, though, as she knelt in front of me. Holding my dick close, she slowly lined it up against my body. Once she was sure, she gently placed it against my skin. My body shivered as the cool liquid touched me. I could feel its slightly slimy texture as it spread out across my skin. Then, a sudden rush filled my lungs as I felt my hips jolt. Moments later, the cold feeling was gone. Looking down, I saw my dick attached to me once more.

A smile came to me as I looked at my reattached member. It rested right where it always did and stood proudly outward. I could feel the sensations of both the dick and balls perfectly with nothing in between. Before I could reach down to touch anything, though, my hands were interrupted.

Amy moved closer and slowly started to examine me. She slowly traced her hands along my inner thigh, gently rubbing the whole area. Her hands were smooth and soft as they traced the entire base.

"It seems perfectly attached. No seems that I can see," she mumbled.

As her hand dipped lower, I felt her fingers graze something familiar. I jumped slightly as she touched the folds of my pussy.

"Looks like it didn't cover your pussy like I hoped. It was a tad higher up."

I moaned slightly as she rubbed it a bit more before pulling back her fingers. Glancing down, I could see the tips were wet with my juices. Her face grew slightly red as she noticed too. She quickly returned to examining the member with a clear of her throat.

"Any pain or discomfort?"

I shook my head and said, "not that I can tell."

"Let me check. Tell me if any of this is painful."

Slowly, she started to rub her hands over the area. They started at the base, gently gliding along before fondling the balls. My body shuttered as small waves of pleasure started to hit me. I watched as my dick grew harder under her touch. She then moved upward towards the shaft. Her delicate fingers traced the length, causing it to grow more. As she reached the tip, a small drop of precum sprang from it. I was so lost in the sensations that I almost missed Amy freeze. Her eyes were staring at the drop as a familiar hunger crept onto her face.