Sexual Magick (closed)

[WiccanMother76]

Laura, age 40
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Laura sighed. It was late at night and her son had gone to bed. It was hard the past few years, raising him as a single mother but it all was about to pay off.

Her late husband had been the perfect partner. Sweet, charming, supportive. They dated for what seemed like a whirlwind romance before marrying quickly. Then he revealed he was a practicing Wiccan, an ancient pagan religion. She was confused, concerned, had she married into a cult? But she enjoyed the ritualism, and the Wiccan belief that power and magick were derived from sexual energy. Her and her husband made wild love all night, and soon good things started happening to their lives. She studied, becoming a full Wiccan witch herself.

Soon, she discovered she was pregnant, and that was cause for celebration for them both, as sex magick generated on a night of conception was some of the strongest there was. Their fortunes soon took a turn for the worse. Laura discovered in some ancient books that incest was considered the most powerful form of sexual energy. Laura’s husband became angry, concerned that she would try something with their son when he came of age. She denied it, but an emotional rift grew between them. They continued using sex magick drawing from their love-making, but perhaps the animosity between them tainted it. Her husband was tragically and suddenly killed in a car accident, leaving her to raise her son Tommy alone. Laura never forgave herself, believing that her curiosity into incest magick corrupted the sex magick she drew on with her husband and caused his death. She never had taken another man since his death and even rarely touched herself.

But Tommy had turned 18 recently, and was a man. A man, and her own flesh and blood. Laura knew what she wanted to do. The family’s fortunes had declined, she was on a single income, laid off from a few jobs, she was chronically behind on house payments and they were threatening to foreclose on them. She needed some extremely powerful magic and for that she needed to make love with her son. She would need a little help on that.

The house was quiet and dark. Tommy was in his room down the hall, probably sleeping. He had known nothing of the Wiccan lifestyle. Laura was alone in her bedroom, wrapped in a heavy brown bathrobe. She put five candles around her room, and lit them, silently drawing a circle of protection around her room. Not that she needed to be protected from anything physical but just to protect her from the magical realm as she drew on magick. Just a simple little spell to plant the idea in her son’s head. Of his mother being a sexual being.

She climbed into bed, letting the robe fall free. She summoned the magicks inside her, and could feel it building from inside her loins. She was beautiful, tanned skin and lean, with a flat stomach, a thick ass, large ample breasts and brown eyes and brown hair. Her hands slipped up and down her body, she moaned softly. She imagined her son Tommy, being with her. On top of her, inside of her. She reached inside her legs, touching her clit. A moan escaped from her lips. She started rubbing. She felt the sexual magick starting to flow from her body. She squeezed one of her hard nipples as she rubbed harder. She imagined her son’s head in between her legs, tasting her, lashing her clit with his tongue, his fingers inside her. She moaned and suppressed a scream. Her hips bucked. She hadn’t done this in so long, alone or with a man. She imagined her son’s hips in between her legs, him inside her, them grabbing each other. “Tommy,” she moaned, “Oh Tommy.” In the fantasy realm she scratched at his back as he sucked on her large breasts while his hips fucked her. She imagined him cumming inside her, then collapsing on her breast and whispering he loved her. Suddenly, she came, feeling her vagina cletch, reach and squeeze for Tommy’s manhood. She was covered in sweat, and let out a brief moan before biting her lower lip to suppress it.

She laid there, post orgasm, covered in sweat, smelling her vaginal fluids. The candles burned softly, the candle light flickered in the darkness. Years without a man or even masturbating, she had tried to conserve what sexual energy she could provide alone and it had worked. But would Tommy take the bait? Would Tommy want to be with his mother? She had no way of knowing. She stood up, took off the bathrobe, closed the circle of protection, and blew out the candles. She climbed into bed naked and fell asleep. The magick worked, the spell had worked, she knew it.

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The next day, Laura had gotten up and showered, dressed, and headed downstairs. She was an accountant for a major corporation, so she was dressed in a sharp black business suit, with a white blouse, black jacket and medium-length black skirt. She cooked up a couple eggs for Tommy as she waited for him to come downstairs before he had to go to school.

 

[RawDog33]

Tommy tossed and turned in his bed, his sleep haunted by something unexpected. The eighteen-year-old man-child lay there in a state of unrequited desire, his impressive cock tenting his sheets and comforter uncomfortably.

He slept, though it wasn’t restful. Sweat poured from his brow. His mind was filled for the first time with erotic images of a subject he couldn’t escape: his own mother. Her mouth on his cock, her large breasts bouncing as she rode him, her hands clenching his hair as she pressed his face to her pussy.

It seemed every pornographic image that he had ever been exposed to played out, in repeat, ad infinitum, with his mother in the starring role. He willed himself awake, pinched himself, but it was never-ending. An eternity that ended in an instant, his alarm blaring next to his head, and he wanted nothing more than to return to that nirvana of sexual ecstasy as he pounded his fist on the alarm clock and sent it spiraling off the bedside table.

“Fuck,” he groaned, immediately aware of his morning wood. He could already smell the bacon and eggs down the hall. Indeed, nature called to him as well, but he knew he had to take care of a more immediate need.

He grasped his long, thick dick, and stroked it out, a low moan escaping his lips. Surely his mother wouldn’t hear it over the sizzling bacon. He jerked it, hard, every pornographic image of his own buxom mother filling his mind as he did.

There was no escape; indeed, Tommy embraced the fantasy that had filled his sleep, and it didn’t take long at all before he spilled his seed, imagining his own mother’s face being splattered with his semen...

 

[WiccanMother76]

Laura stood impatiently in her work attire as she plated the breakfast. Still no sign of Tommy. She sighed. He was a man now biologically but still had the sleeping habits of a teenager. “Tommy!” she barked. Suddenly the she felt it. A disturbance. Something had shaken The Divine in her. Tommy, laying in his bed, his young masculine body, a hand around a thick cock, stroking it feverishly. Thinking of her. Her knees got weak and her insides got wet at the knowledge.

She braced herself against the counter. The small spell she had attempted last night had worked. Her son now saw her as a sexual being. Maybe he always had, Sigmund Freud and all. But she sensed he was beginning to lust after her. Laura bit her lower lip. The part of her that craved sexual contact told her to go upstairs and take her son right then. But, she had to work, The Divine wouldn’t just drop money on their lap, at least not yet. And Tommy had to go to school. Besides, she had no time to prepare the rituals required.

She left his plate on the counter with some tinfoil over the top to keep it warm and took hers to the kitchen table. She sat down and silently ate, savoring the thought of her son touching himself thinking about her.

 

[RawDog33]

Tommy lay in his bed, his breathing heavy, unable to move quite yet. That had been the most incredible orgasm of his young life, far and away. He couldn’t get the kinky thoughts of his mother out of his head. His semen was splattered across his belly and chest. Normally he would simply wipe it off. This time, however, he found himself rubbing it into his skin.

His belly rumbled with a pang of hunger, and reluctantly he rose from his bed. He pulled a pair of gym shorts on and headed out of his room, stopping to use the bathroom along the way, before heading down the stairs to the kitchen. He saw his mother at the table, ready for work. He had found himself hoping that perhaps she would still be in a bathrobe, that she might accidentally grant him a flash of forbidden skin, but this morning it was not to be.

“Thanks for breakfast, Mom,” he said as he walked past her, stopping for a moment to bend over next to her and kiss her cheek before grabbing his plate and sitting down across from her. “Baseball tryouts are today after school,” he reminded her.

 

[WiccanMother76]

Laura watched her son walk on. She scanned his muscular frame with her eyes. The smell of semen filled the air. She suppressed a shiver. Her pussy got a little more wet. She finished her breakfast and pushed her plate forward.

"Good morning, Tommy," she said, watching him carefully. There was a tension in the air and in the Divine around them. She arched her back forward towards him, letting her posture project her large chest towards him.

"Sounds good, good luck at tryouts." She stood up and carried her plate to the dishwasher. She walked purposefully in her high heels, letting her thick ass jiggle as she moved.

"I'll be home around 5:30 as usual," she said, studying him carefully. Damn, was she really going to do this? Tonight? No, he wasn't ready. She needed more time to see if it would work.

"Love you," she said walking behind her son and gently rubbing his back like he always had but letting her hand linger on his skin a little longer. She grabbed her work bag and walked out to her car. Once alone, she took a deep breath and exhaled. Then drove to work. This was really happening.

 

[RawDog33]

Tommy did his best not to stare at his mother’s curves, but his eyes were drawn inexorably to her sexy curves, her tits and ass when she seemed to put them on display. He couldn’t help but subconsciously lick his lips. He had to simply be misunderstanding things, right? There was no way his mother was teasing him, sexually, with her incredible body!

“Thanks Mom,” Tommy said. “Love you too...”

Her lingering touch stayed on his mind all day. In fact it proved to be quite the distraction for him. He was late to two classes due to simply wandering down the wrong corridors whilst daydreaming.

There was something else in the air as well, it seemed. Girls that normally never paid him any attention at all were giving him lustful gazes. He was fairly oblivious to their looks, but other guys noticed.

Tommy had never been one of the popular kids in school, as some of his “nerdier” interests kept him out of those circles. He didn’t care all that much. He was a decent enough athlete; he’d made the varsity football team this past fall, but he was third-string and didn’t see much time playing on the field.

The attention from a few of the “hot chicks” rapidly turned into jealousy on the part of a few of the more popular jocks, and near the end of the day in study hall, as he was daydreaming erotic fantasies about his mother, the bullying began.

“Hey Tommy, how much was yo mama’s boob job? Those knockers look big enough to smother me!”

He bristled, his face flushing red as he sat there. Three of the jocks had gathered behind him as he sat at a table in the library.

“I saw her jump up and down in the stands at the conference finals and I almost nutted right there on the field!” said another.

His fists clenched.

“She looks like she likes it up the butt...”

That’s when the fists went flying. Tommy landed half a dozen good swings before the three guys took him down and landed several of their own, and the next thing Tommy knew he was being led down the hall to the principal’s office, and his mother would be getting a phone call...

 

[WiccanMother76]

Laura parked her car at the school parking lot and got out slamming the door behind her. She was pissed. Tommy had gotten in trouble about as much as every other kid growing up, but nothing like this. Fighting three other boys? The principal said because Tommy was over 18 now they could have called the police and had him arrested, it wasn’t a juvenile matter anymore. But some begging from Laura and he agreed to let it slide. She said she would come by to take him home right way.

She bit her lower lip as she walked into the school’s front doors. Was this the spell? Causing his sexual energy to do this to him? Maybe she had done it too soon. Maybe he wasn’t mature enough for it yet. Maybe her husband was right, maybe incest magick was too powerful to be controlled. No. She felt something tingle deep inside her. She saw them together. Just like the old Divines, the Goddess gave birth to the God then made him her lover. An incestuous coupling would give them both incredible powers, she knew it.

She went into the administration office and checked in, where she was led into the principal’s office. Tommy was sitting there.

Laura grimaced and crossed her arms just above her large chest.

“Thomas,” she said in a sour tone. “Let’s go,” she said, flicking her fingers towards her in a come-hither motion.

She thanked the principal for his leniency and headed out to the car with Tommy in tow.

Once they were alone in her Lexus, she let loose.

“What the hell, Tommy? A fight? This isn’t like you. What’s gotten into you?” she vented. “And on the day of basketball tryouts? You’ll never make the team with this on your record.” She let out a deep breath. “What do you have to say for yourself?”

 

[RawDog33]

Tommy’s heart skipped a beat when his mother walked into the office. He looked up at her, his eyes fixating on her huge tits for a moment before he saw the anger and frustration in her eyes, and he hung his head in shame and rose to his feet to follow her out, even as her simple presence caused a sudden rushing of blood to his loins.

Sitting in the car, he looked down at his backpack in his lap as she spoke. How could he tell her about what had caused the fight? He didn’t know. Worse, their words still rang in his ears and rattled around his head, and served to arouse him even more. He was thankful his backpack hid his growing arousal from her view.

He looked over at her, his mind racing. That was when he caught a glimpse of flesh and lace, peeking out between two buttons of her blouse. He gulped, even as more blood raged to his thickening cock.

“I... I don’t know...” he mumbled, one hand coming up to his forehead and rubbing. His face still smarted from the beating he’d taken. He knew he’d definitely have a black eye from it, and nevermind the split lip. His ribs were sore.

He shook his head, shut his eyes, and just blurted it out. “Those guys were saying shit about you... sexual stuff... I couldn’t just sit there and take it...”

 

[WiccanMother76]

Laura looked over at her son and sighed. In her anger, she had missed his injuries. He looked beaten up and she wanted to take care of him, hold him close to her bosom and care for his every need. Her breath stopped for a second when she mentioned the other kids had been talking sexually about her.

It was something Laura was used to. She was a gorgeous woman with great curves, she got attention from men everywhere. The unrelenting attention was partly why she abstained from dating anyone.

She gently touched her son's cheek with a warm soft hand. "Tommy, you're a man now. And part of being a man is knowing what battles to fight. I'm attractive, men are going to make comments about me. You've got to let it go."

She arched her chest towards him, pushing her large chest towards him, on display. "You know you'll always be the man for me, Tommy. Don't worry," she said with a grin. She leaned forward to kiss him, going for his cheek but at the last minute deciding to go for his lips. Their lips softly met, then she pulled away, her face blushed. She felt a powerful spark of magick between them, like the spark when you jumpstarted a car.

"Now, we should get home and get some ice on that eye of yours," she said, starting her car.

 

[RawDog33]

Tommy nodded his understanding when his mother spoke of knowing when to pick his battles. “I know... I don’t know what came over me...” he mused, his eyes growing a bit wide as his mother seemed to be putting her impressive breasts on display for him. He blinked, shaking his head, and then she was leaning towards him to kiss him, and her lips found his for just a second.

His heart thumped hard in his chest, his arousal growing to be painfully uncomfortable as it was constrained in his blue jeans.

“Okay Mom,” he said, “thanks.” He sunk back in his seat, trying to quell the incestuous thoughts that ran through his mind. He tried thinking about anything else, but his mind kept going back to his mother’s deliciously dangerous curves, those huge tits. Unbidden, his mind replayed the kinky images from his dream the night before. He needed some kind of relief. He knew he’d need to jerk off as soon as he could once they got home...