Chapter 4

Winnie shrieked when the room’s overhead light was turned off. But very soon her scare was soothed when she saw Betty enter with a tray full of little lights. Open mouthed Winnie stared at the beautiful girl who slowly walked around the room, placing the colorful lights on strategic places. The black-haired temptress was wearing a white lace negligée, which beautifully contrasted with her bronzed complexion.

Winnie gasped when Betty walked straight towards her, showing off her sexy naked body, which was hardly covered by the sheer fabric of her gown. “My god Betty,” she said huskily, “you’re so beautiful.”

Betty regally sat down on the bed and placed the tray next to her. She playfully batted her eyes while she moved her chest forward and said with a naughty smile, “This all is from our naughty box,” she said proudly, “Cindy and I have gradually filled it with all kinds of fun stuff.”

“Oh wow!”

“Yeah,” sighed Betty melancholically, “This is the first time I’ve ever used it on someone other than me.”

“I feel honored,” Winnie replied softly while looking at the items which were on the tray. Shocked she saw the impressive amount of sex toys and asked with a little voice, “Are you going to use them all?”

“Perhaps,” answered the girl calmly as she gently caressed Winnie’s arm, “I promise, you’ll love it.”

Winnie’s body shuddered by seeing the enormous size of some of them.

“Oh sweetie,” Betty said soothingly as she pulled her friend into a hug, “Relax.”

It was the first time Winnie truly enjoyed the close skin to skin contact that fired up her inner core. She loved the feeling of their soft lips pressing together as she kissed Betty again. But Betty’s negligée was an annoying piece of fabric preventing Winnie from full body contact with the black-haired voluptuous sex goddess.

With a healthy dose of impatience, she ordered Betty, as she pulled at the delicate fabric, “Take it off, I want to feel your skin.”

Betty chuckled while she quickly untied the bow and with a flamboyant gesture she dropped the silk gown on the floor. With a supple grace she draped herself onto Winnie’s naked body again and as she nuzzled her friend she whispered, “Are you ready to be blown away?”

Winnie’s hunger for more was almost unbearable but she managed to gently cup Betty’s face to pull her for another quick, yet passionate, kiss. She smiled as she nodded slowly. “Do your hinky kinky.”

Winnie moaned softly when Betty moved her body down with a trail of tender kisses. The warmth of Betty’s skin fired up Winnie’s desire; truly loving what the girl was doing to her. The blonde girl bucked her hips as soon as Betty’s soft lips reached her soaking wet pussy.

Winnie shuddered when a warm tongue slid between her labia and moaned loudly when something large entered her folds. It was hard yet slippery and it gave Winnie a wonderful sense of being full. She was surprised it actually didn’t hurt.

Then her world was on the point of collapsing when her sex goddess started stimulating her pleasure center.

A velvety tongue flicked over her engorged clit while her pussy was ever so amazingly teased by the massive, and now vibrating, dildo.

Slowly Betty increased the intensity of her stimulations on the blonde girl while the hunger in Winnie’s body created an almost painful vacuum. She screamed loudly when nimble fingers found one of her fat nipples. It was as if everything in her body was wound up to an unprecedented maximum, ready to explode.

Then Betty’s voice seemed to be all around her when she chanted, “Cum for me, baby.”

Those magical words triggered the most intense orgasm Winnie had ever experienced. The white avalanche of pleasure washed over her body, finally giving her the needed satisfaction. All the little aches and the vague feeling of being empty vanished. Only a wonderful warm tingling feeling was left that slowly spread over her whole body.

Soft lips were pressed on hers and with gusto she answered the kiss, thanking her BFF.

Frankie shuddered when he saw his memories displayed for his grandmother. He felt violated in the worse kind of way and he cursed the bitch who’d caused it all. “You fucking bitch,” he groaned, “You will suffer for this!”

“Don’t you dare,” a quiet voice filled the room he was in.

His breath hitched as he suddenly realized he had said it aloud. He dreaded the moment when the display showed his rough manhandling of Betty.

“Franklin!” his grandmother growled, “This is an abomination. How dare you to use our gift in such away?”

The display suddenly lit up brightly which washed away the image and a second later the 3D picture disappeared. Grandmother released her hold on her grandson who collapsed to the floor. Deep in thought, grandmother tapped her finger on her thin lips.

She never had seen such a powerful blast and wondered how Frankie had survived it. She had seen many fights between witches or wizards and only the powerful blasts were visible in the color of the essence of the tribe.

She knew the Davenports had the purest silvery white color and it was extraordinary that the gift had skipped two generations. Winnie’s great grandmother was the most powerful witch for a century, and she wondered when her great granddaughter would take over her position.

“Oh, my head,” Franklin moaned as he crawled to a chair.

Grandmother walked towards a cabinet and retrieved a small bottle from the top shelf. With a flick, a cool glass of water appeared on the table and as she poured a small amount of the bottle’s content into the glass she said, “You are a lucky man. Winnie Davenport’s blast could have killed you. The only thing I can think of as an explanation is that she has never used her power before.”

She handed the glass to Frankie and commanded, “Drink.”

Frankie sniffed at it. It smelled disgusting! He hesitated and rested the glass on his leg.

His grandmother’s voice was quiet and overwhelming at the same time as she said, “Drink and finish it completely.”

There was no doubt about the enormous power those words carried, and Frankie had no choice other than to submit. He shuddered when he brought the foul-smelling drink to his lips, and he had trouble not retching as he swallowed the extremely bitter substance.

He felt queasy when he had finished the glass, but luckily, he could keep it down, knowing he had to drink another one if he couldn’t.

“Now,” his grandmother said curtly, “you’ll be a mere mortal for a period until I think you’re worthy to use our gift again.”

Even though he’d expected to be punished; being stripped of his power was, in his opinion, too harsh.

“No,” he gushed, “you just can’t do that!”

His grandmother looked him in the eyes as she said coolly, “I can and as long as you don’t understand why I have done it, you are not worthy to bestow with our gift.”

Dejectedly he hung his head but then he suddenly looked up with fear in his eyes and asked, “How about Winnie’s curse?”

Grandmother steepled her fingers together and thought about it for a while. She sighed deeply. “I’ll talk with the Davenports, but I can’t promise anything. It’s up to Winnie to release the curse.”

Winnie felt wonderful and enjoyed Betty’s soft caresses on her back. “That was amazing,” she purred.

Betty nuzzled her cheek and whispered, “You’re welcome.”

Winnie giggled as she suddenly realized she had had sex with her BFF. It was something she never thought would ever happen. But here she was, thoroughly fucked with a fat vibrating dildo. Then it dawned on her that Betty had missed out on the fun.

She was determined to give her sexy friend what she deserved but the only problem was she never had used any sex toys let alone on someone else.

It didn’t take her long to decide to just do it her own way and as she gently patted at Betty’s firm bottom, she said, “Let’s have a shower.”

“Sounds like a perfect plan,” Betty responded lazily as she slowly rolled off her friend. It was cold when her stomach was exposed to the air, but she knew the hot water would warm her again. They both got up quickly and rushed to the large bathroom.

“Hurry up,” Winnie said with a shiver, “I’m cold.”

“Pussy,” Betty teased as she turned on the shower.

Winnie draped her body against Betty’s and purred, “Meow.”

“Oh god, Winnie,” gushed Betty, “What are you doing?”

The steam billowed out of the spacious shower stall, indicating the water was warm. “Come, get in,” ordered the blonde as she gently pushed her lover forward.

It felt amazing how the warm water ran between her and Betty, and she loved to slide her large breasts over the slender back. It sounded like music in Winnie’s ear when Betty moaned as her nimble fingers slid over her friend’s skin. Soon she reached Betty impressive Mons of Venus, and she loved to slide her fingers through the soft curls of the raven black pubic hair.

“Oh god,” groaned the black-haired goddess when Winnie’s slender fingers started to play with her. Winnie’s other hand found Betty’s firm breasts and teased her hard nipples.

Winnie concentrated on Betty’s little signals to bring the girl to a happy ending when a certain warm feeling in her groin started to develop. At first, she’d dismissed it but the more she was teasing Betty the stronger the feeling became. It had a similar feeling when she was angry at Frankie, but now, she knew it was something she could use to get her BFF off.

Ever so gently she tried to aim that warm feeling at Betty’s belly, and it promptly had an amazing effect.

“Ah! Winnie,” Betty squealed as she bucked her hips, “What are you doing to me!”

Winnie was surprised to feel her fingers in her friend’s pussy were flushed with a gush of hot fluid, realizing she had to be even more careful with what she was doing.

She smiled as she concentrated on her BFF’s breasts and aimed the warmth in her loins upwards, imagining increasing the size of Betty’s chest.

She remembered her friend’s wish to have the same size as she had and, even though she doubted she actually could do it, she pushed the energy into the firm tits of her friend.

Betty screamed in ecstasy as an avalanche of pleasure rushed through her body. Winnie smiled while she helped the euphoric girl keep her balance. She loved the intimate embrace, being cocooned by her lover.

“Oh my god, Winnie,” Betty groaned after her mind-blowing climax finally ebbed away, “What on earth did you do to me?”

“Oh, I don’t know,” she replied innocently. “I just wanted you to have a good time as well.”

“You definitely did a number on me. I’m completely bushed.”

Winnie let her BFF go because she eagerly wanted to see whether her trick had worked but she was somewhat disappointed to see that Betty’s chest hadn’t grown at all. She shrugged it off, assuming it just wasn’t possible to get someone’s chest to grow. Actually, it still was something Winnie had trouble accepting the fact that witches and wizards apparently exists, let alone she was now one of them!