The Magic Man

The Magic Man

I was never one who liked short hair.  What turned me on right away with them was Logan’s shoulder length brown locks and James’ down to his pecks.  This guy’s body, however, more than made up for the just stubble that covered his head.

I was on the boardwalk with Logan and James when I saw him.  He looked lost amongst the swarms of people like he was looking for an escape from many a ladies’ glances and their purposefully running into him. 

Logan stopped to talk to a merchant not far from my favorite new age shop.  James knew right where I was going when I ran ahead.  I was wearing a long “J&L Toys” shirt with the small cut off jean shorts that James seemed to love.  I was running my hands over the various card decks adoringly.  I had found that I had a gift for divination and Logan and James allowed me the freedom to develop it. 

I knew it was him when he came up behind me. 

His voice was slightly husky.  “Do you know what true magic is?”

I turned to look at him.  His green eyes were crazy and inviting all at once.
I gulped slowly.  “What is true magic?”

He moved in front of me.  “True magic is in questions and mysteries.”

“Like what?”

“Like why a young beautiful thing like you is with the likes of them.”

I leaned close to him to whisper softly.  “Because they show me magic in the ways they satisfy my every need.”

He leaned closer down to me.  I could smell him in the sweat that pasted his shirt to his washboard abs and ran down his muscular thighs.  “Then you have yet to experience so much more.”

I looked over at James where he watched us, remembering the nine inch wonder he carried in his tight jeans.  I blushed.  “I doubt anyone could show me more.”

He glanced over at James then moved to let me pass.  As I moved away, I noticed that his hand had flipped over a tarot card.  “The Lovers.”

I walked casually back to James’ side, making a show of worshiping him as I slid around behind him to his other side and kissed his cheek.

James smiled and patted my bottom.  “See anything you liked?”

I coyly looked back at the magic man.  “Maybe something different I wouldn’t mind trying.”

James rubbed his chin thoughtfully.  “I see.  Why don’t you go fetch Logan.  It’s time we got back to the shop.”

I got Logan but, when we got back to where James was, he had moved off to a corner and was talking with someone I couldn’t see.  He waved us on so Logan and I went to the shop.

I was in the back counting stock when I heard James come in.  I heard him say something to Logan then come to the back.

His voice was thoughtful.  “Kristin, do you trust me?”

It was a strange question.  I put down the stock in my hand and turned, but James stopped me as I tried to throw my arms around him.  He had a serious look in his eyes.

“Do you trust me?  You know I would never let harm come to you.”

I stopped my playfulness.  James was being way too serious.
“Of course, James.  I trust you and Logan with my life and soul.”

James put his arms around me and pulled off my shirt.  The strings on my bikini top were tied loosely the way Logan liked.

“I want you to experience new things; do new things.  You need more in your life then just us.  You do everything you do the way that we like it.  That’s not a true woman and I want you to be a true woman.”

“I don’t know anything else than the two of you.”

“That’s why I brought you a new friend.”

I cocked my head. “Who?”

“You’ll find out. “  James picked up a pair of handcuffs. “Do you trust me?”

I put my hands together in front of me.  “With my very soul.”

James put the cuffs on me in front then turned me around, tying a blindfold over my eyes.  “Wait here.”

I couldn’t stop myself from shaking nervously as I heard James leave.  Within a minute I head footfalls I didn’t recognize.  They were soft and methodical, reminding me of a predator stalking prey.  When they stopped I felt hands slowly caress down my arms to my waistband.  He slid his hands around to the front and stepped closer behind so I could feel his manhood against my bottom.  The same picture went through my head of sweat going down washboard abs and muscular thighs.

“Is this how you plan to show me true magic?”

“So you know who I am.”

“Which means I know nothing.”

His laugh was wickedly inviting, like the stranger who offers candy.  The dangerousness of it was intoxicating.  He turned me around and I felt his tongue lick my lips ever so slightly as he untied my top.  My nipples were already erect in anticipation.  I wanted him to grab me and kiss me hungrily.  Instead he stepped back.  It was truly maddening.

He swung me around again and backed me against his chest, now bare.  His hands went to my hips and he pressed against me, swinging slightly like in a dance.  He slid his hands to my jeans button and undid it and my zipper. He slid them open just enough to untie my bikini bottoms.  Letting my jean shorts fall to the floor, he used his legs to close mine tightly around the hand that held my bikini bottoms in place between my lips.  I could feel his shaft straining against his trunks.  He could definitely compete with James in length, but not quite so thick.

Moving his fingers between my legs against my clit, his other hand held my abdomen as he rubbed his shaft against my bottom.  I moaned, my wetness wadding my bikini bottoms around his fingers.

“You’re driving me beyond madness.”

“The brink of madness is where the magic is.”

He let my legs loose and they almost buckled as he removed my soaking bottoms and tossed them aside.  He turned me to him again and I tried to kiss him but he held me away, backing me against a counter.  He left me a moment, but when he returned he lifted me up on his waist.  His shaft was still restrained in his trunks but the feel of it against my wet cunt sent me further over the edge.

He turned to lean himself against the counter.  I felt a good five inch vibrator on full shoved into my bottom, making me press harder against his shaft.  I felt his muscles tense as he thrust the vibrator hard in and out of me.  Each thrust got harder, sending me into new waves of madness.  My moans grew harder and he started shaking.  Holding the vibrator deep inside, he moved us to the mattress that I had lost my innocence on so many months before.

“Sit up there and keep it inside.”

My legs trembled.  I felt him flop to the mattress next to me.  He pushed me forward to my knees.  I trembled and moaned, expecting him to finally enter my wetness.  Instead he removed the vibrator from my bottom and reached around me leaning over to tease my clit with a mini vibe.  When I could no longer support myself on my arms, his shaft entered my bottom sending me into screams.

His one arm supported my waist up as he still teased my clit with the mini vibe.  I felt his muscles tense and him start to tremble and moan as he thrust harder and harder into me.

I orgasmed over and over, my screams turning to hoarse dryness.  I could feel him driving himself to the brink of madness as he held back.  He started to tremble harder and I knew he was holding his breath to silence his own moans.

With a sudden final thrust he exploded inside of me, letting out a deep moan as we both collapsed to the mattress trembling.  He rolled to his back and I let myself lay against his leg, my head on his ankle.

He reached down and removed my blindfold.  His green eyes truly sparkled.  I weakly made my way up his side to lay on his shoulder.

“So do I get a name or do I just call you magic?”

He let out a sighed laugh.  “Randy.”

“I’m Kristin, Randy.”

He laughed as his arms came around my neck and he held me in both arms against his chest.  “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Kristin.”

I moved up and finally got the kiss I had so yearned for. 

I settled back to his shoulder, wondering what other magical adventures my men had in store for me.


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