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A New Witch

He grinned watching needing his cock, however he would not give it to her not just yet. Moving to her breasts he carefully closed her mouth around the nipple and began sucking and licking her. He wanted her to feel in heaven, he wanted her to be so wet that she coudl not think of anything else other than him fucking her. Taking each nipple for a couple of seconds he stopped and then pushed himself in slowly pushing his cock all the way inside her folds until he met resistance, her hymen. Looking at her he smiled kissing her lips before pushing past the barrier and braking both of their virginities. He could feel her wetness coating his cock, grinning he whispered on her ear, "Congratulations, you are now officially a woman".
 
Rowan gasped and felt his lips around her nipple. Holding his head, she leaned her head back. He felt comfortable, like coming home. Stroking his back, she smiled wider. She moaned. That heaven that he mentioned before, she believed that she was there. A soft moan escaped her mouth before he moved to the other one and she began bucking her hips up and down in a hungry starved way. Finally he broke away from her nipple.

She gasped and arched her back off the bed feeling him slip into her. Her pussy gripped his member. She shut her eyes and dug her nails into his shoulderblades. There it was. He was going to take it. SHe looked up at him and gasped as he kissed her. She was so caught up in the kiss, she didn't notice the pain. But her nails dug into his flesh feeling it hurt a bit as he took her virginity. She panted and grunted. "Ohh, ohh please Rich." She whimpered gripping his shoulderblades and wrapping her legs tighter around him. She panted and whimpered. "Please...please." SHe began to buck her hips up against him.
 
He grinned watching her held on to him, the most difficult part was already done which was good now he did not needed to worry about her. He slowly pushed out almost all the way and then pushed it in and began to slowly create a rythm by pushing in and out from her wet pussy. He loved the feeling of her wet pussy around his member, he moved away so he could get some balance and gently grabbed both of her legs placing them over his shoulders as he got himself ready to start the assault. Now that he was ready he grabbed on her thighs and began pushing in and out from her wet folds, his eyes locked into hers as he moaned from time to time, her wet pussy making a wonderful sound as both flesh hit with each other.
 
Rowan sighed and shut her eyes and groaned. She felt his slow rhythm. Just what she needed. She moaned and looked at him feeling him slowly speed up. Her pussy gripped around him and she blushed. It was so great. She bit her lip feeling him move her legs over his shoulders and began to speed up faster. Moaning, she watched him. Their eyes were locked. Her breasts rose and fell faster and faster. Her breath was coming in short pants, grunts, and moans. He felt so good. Every push in, felt so good on her clit.

She felt her body clutch tightly around him. She was so close. Reaching out, she stroked his face and smiled through her blush. He was hers, and she was his. She felt the magic sparking and jumping back and forth between them.
 
He groaned as he continued to fuck her like there was no tomorrow, he pushed in and out as he moaned. He could feel that she was ready, he could feel that she was very close to her orgasm, "D...Don't hold back, cum whenever you want... cum for me... ". He kissed her back gently as he began to push into her slower but harder making her feel every inch of his cock as he pushed it in. A couple of seconds after he began speeding up again his own orgasm reaching in and his cum began filling her womb stream after stream. He could feel her magic all around him and then go back to her. He waited for her to have her orgasm, "N...Now you need to bend over th..the box and let a bit of blood fall on the pentagram directly from your pussy.
 
She gasped and felt her breasts bounce and jiggle. She looked at him and panted and groaned and arched her hips. When he asked her to cum, she arched her back and howled her pleasure. She panted and blushed and felt his cum fill her. She blushed and came at the same time. As if their bond went so much deeper than originally thought. She panted and then swallowed adn bit her lip and then kissed his lips deeply catching his face and held him close. She shut her eyes and arched her hips and blushed and looekd at him. Moving off gently, she grabbed the box and bent over it. Blushing, she felt her virgin blood fall on the box and went back to bed with Rich and opened the box.
 
He laid there looking at her as she did as told, the box opened up and inside was an old rag with an apparent very old book. "That is your families book, inside there is every spell known to your family and now it is yours". He smiled and looked at her leaving her to her thoughts for a moment, he just looked at her. "As you discover new spells you should write them in the book, a new spell can come up to you in your dreams. Although very difficult to do at first those spells are worth writing there, now you are a witch. Your gift of being able to see the spirits now should had been normalized, what do you wish to do now Red?".
 
She sighed and returned to him in bed and snuggled up against Rich but looked at the box and frowned a bit. She lifted back the lid and pulled out the old book. She ran her thumbs over the book and opened it and began to look through the spell book. It was old. Very old. Looking up and then to him she listened and then looked at the book and frowned. "What would have happened if I had sisters." SHe whispered and continued to flip through the old book. Coming across an occasional dirty picture of a witch and her slave. She blushed and then frowned. "Wait, what about mom, surely she should have a book. I don't understand." She rubbed her forehead and tried to piece it together.
 
He shook her head, "Sometimes the magic skips generations. If you had any sisters then the first to reach eighteen would get the powers while the rest continue their lives normally. In case of twins neither would get the magic, your mother is one of those that the magic did not touched. The last person that touched that book of your family was your great great grandmother. I am sure your mother knows about the book though, every mother in the family is made aware of that when they get pregnant". He smiles and looked at her frowning, "I know you have a lot of questions, but try to look at it this way. This book... will make you able to do amazing things. Don't think of ghosts as scary, they are just once living things that have unfinished business and you have the option to help them move on to the next life. You just...need to listen to them".
 
"So, I am a-a..." Her hair had fallen out of the braid and she ran her fingers through her hair and shut her eyes and then bit her lip and then frowned and looked at him and put the book back and frowned. "Who marked you. Tell me who marked you. Tell me who told you so much? I only learned about this today." She sighed adn shook her head. Moving her head into his chest she snuggled close. She swallowed. "I am so confused." Shutting her eyes, she was not sure why, but tears began to roll down her face. She swallowed harder and shivered.
 
He shook his head, "My father, he was marked by his father and so on". He gently took the book and placed it away on the ground before gently grabbing her chin and kissing her forehead. "Shhh calm down, I been trained in this for all my life. The only reason nobody told you anything was because we did not knew if you would have magic on you. I was set to follow you for a year after your eighteen birthday to be sure, if nothing happened then all my knowledge would had been in vain. Now I want you to calm down, take a deep breath and lay down on he bed. Try to get some sleep I will be right here besides you all the time, protecting you".
 
Nodding she took a deep breath. She looked into his eyes and shut her eyes and bit her lip. She sighed and calmed down. Laying down, she moved her head onto his chest shutting her eyes. Hearing the steady thrum of his heartbeat. She releaxed and yawned softly. A sleep sounded really good right now. But maybe one last question was in order.

"I am sorry. What would have happened to you if..." She bit her lip. "If I wasn't magic?" She sighed and stroked his chest down to his stomach and felt along his body looking at him and yawned. She just wanted one more answer. She snuggled closer and pressed her nose to his neck and inhaled deeply and smiled wider. He smelt delicious. She loved it all. She stroked his shoulder and arm.
 
"Mmm I guess all my hard work and training would had gone to waste, I would just gone on living a normal life that is all" he kissed her head and smiled watching her smell him all over. "Sorry if I am a bit stinky" fucking her really tired him out however he did not wanted to show it to her. His body was still a bit sweaty but overall he was calm. "Now shhh and go to sleep, tomorrow we have to go back to school. I will give you time to decide what to do with the spells, you can either help the undead or learn more magic, whatever decision you end up with I will be with you backing you up". He smiled and covered both of them with the blanket before he yawned himself clearly tired.
 
Rowan smiled and looked at him and shook her head "No, you don't stink." She was nto sure, she was smelling his essence. It smelt like the earth after a good rain. More like a good healthy forest after a good rain. Shutting her eyes, she leaned back and rolled her back to him. She was pretty sure that she would dedicate her life to both helping and magic. She sighed and curled into a pillow. Her red hair spreading out behidn her.

In the morning, she groaned. God her body and her head hurt. Leaning up, she looked around. With a sigh, she stood up and stumbled over the thick book that found its way to her side. She looked at the book and the box and then to Rich. Rubbed her face. Walking to the shower, she turned it on hot. Stepping inside she began to shave her legs and wash herself.
 
He remained asleep for a bit more even though he did noticed her getting off the bed. The shower turn on and he could not help but to smirk as he opened his eyes, he has done it finally he did it. Yawning he walked over to the bathroom and looked at the shadow bent over as if she was shaving her legs. Not saying anything he just brushed his teeth and washed his face. He did not wanted to push his luck with her, the fact that she had to sleep with him made him self aware that she actually might not like him a lot.

Walking back out the bathroom he took a piece of cloth and began cleaning the room as best as he could leaving no trace of the pentagram on the floor and taking all the salts on the windows and placing them away. Once everything was clean he took the box and placed it on a big bag, he was supposed to take the box after all and put it somewhere safe, it would be up to his family to recover the book if anything would happen to Red.
 
Looking up, she smiled softly. She saw his shadow moving around and soon heard him brushing his teeth. She bit her lip, why was she blushing so much. She barely knew this man that had taken her virginity. She finished the shower, and moved to the sink to brush her own teeth while her hair dripped dry. She smiled and dried her hair when her mouth was clean once again. Stepping out, she looked at him and smiled. "Cleaning up?" She walked to the bedroom and then looked at him and canted her head. "Will you help me when you are done with whatever you are doing?"

Leaning over, Rowan picked up the spell book fliping through it before she found a wardrobe spell. Shutting her eyes, she put her hand over it. Something in her, the same instincts as last night, she began to whisper softly in latin. She shivered feeling a bit of her energy drain she looked down seeing she was dressed in a blue cotton shirt, blue jeans, and chucks. A jacket rested on the bed beside her. Shutting the book, she put it carefully into her purse and leaned back waiting for Rich. Her toes curled into teh carpet as she looked around.
 
"Yeah I can help you out" he smiles and finished up with most of the things, now the room looked like a normal hotel room. He walked to the bathroom and sighed, "Let me take a bath and I will help you out". Walking to the shower he cleaned himself finally removing he small bits of blood from his cock cleaning himself as best as he could. Finally putting on a pair of jeans, shirt and shoes. Finally getting out he looked at her trying her magic out and nodded, "See? once you touch a page the rest will become clear as the day". He grabbed a shirt and sat down in front of her, "okay when we get out of here I want you to test out hanging on without touching me. That means you will see the ghosts however they won't talk to you unless you bring their attention this time".

He picked up a small envelope and gave it o her, "These are the stories of some of the ghosts you seen in the school, whenever you feel like helping one of them you can do it". He gave her the envelope and nodded before sitting back on the chair and looking at her in case she had any questions about all the things that were about to happen.
 
"Please, take your time." She smiled and nodded. Rowan swallowed and looked at him and nodded. "So, did you sleep well?" She looked down rubbing her leg. Looking up and nodded. "Yes. I seem to be having these wierd flash backs and instinctual urges." She canted her head and watched him.

Rowan smiled and nodded. "While, I read over these, do you know how to braid hair?" She canted her head. She smiled. "If you do, I would like you to braid my hair, however, if you do not know how to, I will settle for you brush my hair." She smiled and looked at him and then bit her lip and then opened the envelope and took out the first story.

It was of a young boy, just fresh into college, but gay. Thinking he could trust some roommates, he told them. However, that night when he was sleeping, they tied him up and hung them from the oak. That was back in 1960's. She frowned and looked down. Canting her head, she looked at Rich. "How do I help these ghosts?" She whispered watching him.
 
He grinned as she gave him the first order, to simply braid her hair. Sitting behind her he started brushing her hair as he then began braiding his hair slowly and with care being very careful not to hurt her. "Most of the time by talking to them, you see ghosts exist because they have unfinished business here. You need to finish that business for them whatever that could be". Her hair was long so it would take him some time to braid her hair like she wanted, he was trained to do every mundane tasks a person would ask and this was one of them.

Taking an deep breath he shook his head, "But you need to loose the fear of watching them, remember they think there is nothing wrong with them even if they look kinda gross from your point of view". He continued doing her hair remembering full well how his mother did it to him once and he almost fell asleep, "The kid that has one arm hanging, the one you touched twice could be looking for your help. You should start with him" he smiled as he continued braiding her hair as best as he could.
 
She smiled as he seemed all to happy to do the task. She always wanted to feel someone brush and braid her hair. She nodded adn then moved to her phone to set a schedule in which she would talk to the ghost and then smiled. Leaning back a bit, she shut her eyes and sighed softly. She listened to his voice. When he was done, she handed him back a small rubberband and nodded.

"Great, then let us finish the day." SHe stood up and pulled her bag over her shoulder and pulled her braid around in front. Turning to him she smiled and nodded. "Then let us be off." SHse pulled him up and stroked his face and kissed his cheek gently and then smiled teasingly to him.

"What are you doing later Rich? I think I want to take you out, get to know you better." She walked out and began walking down the hall pulling on her stressed leather jacket and smiled.
 
He shook his head and sighed, "Don't put a schedule on it, you will learn sooner or later life is more than that". Smiling he finished up with her braiding and stood up, " I am not supposed to do anything other than look out for you. Even if you don't see me I will always have an eye on you during the day and going out would be nice although I have no idea what you would like to know about me than you don't know already". He had been pretty straightforward with her ever since they both met. Taking an deep breath he looked at her and nodded, giving her a small tissue with a phone number "That is my cellphone, if you ever need anything at all just let me know, okay?".
 
"Of course." She tok the tissue and put his phone number in her phone and smiled. "Well I know the mechanics of what you are and what your job is. I just mean, I would like to know what you like and what you dislike. You know, mundane things. Because you and me know so little...well...I know so little about you, I don't know how much you know about me." She got into the car waiting for him to drive her to school at least. SHe crossed her legs and then thought rubbing her knee.

"Do ghosts get together with you and request an audience with me or something?" SHe canted her head and looked at him watching him.
 
He shook his head, "I don't have any personal hobbies hon, all my free time were spent studying and training". He honestly had no idea what he liked or not liked, he had no teen life at all. Grinning at the question about the ghost he could not help but to laugh, "No, I can only see them and hear them. I ain't able to talk with them". Grinning he saw the school coming nearby, "You are the only one capable of talking to ghosts so you can imagine how they feel when a small shard of hope in you being able to make them move on. Imagine yourself being in a building, not being able to talk to anybody and not being able to leave. Watching people all around you happy with each other while they suffer alone..."
 
"Then I want you to find some hobbies you like. It is an order from your mistress." She smiled. "When I am in school, I want you to sit in the car and listen to the radio. Listen to different types of music. Think about stuff that you always wanted to try, because I need you to be interested in some stuff. I need you to have a personality. Because I can't be your sun. You are a human and all sorts of other things." Nodding she listened and stood up and moved out of the car and looked at him and smiled. "I will be back here around 5, I am going to do some ghost busting." She smiled and kissed her hand and playfully tapped the side of hsi face.

Walking, she went to class and spent all day. She tried to ignore the ghosts. Moving to the oak tree, she looked at the kid hanging. She frowned and reached out trembling hands and took his hands. "I know what happened to you Caleb, I do. I want to help you so you can find peace." The ghost turned to her and began to tell her what would help and she wrote various notes of what the other ghosts needed, but Caleb got the priority.
 
He shook his head as the woman gave him another 'order'. He wasn't sure on how he would be able to do that, he knew some music he considered a bit cool but that did not meant he knew about music. He went to class while having the radio on his earphones, he yawned a bit from time to time as he wrote stuff and then began writing the name of some of the bands with his notes. Finally at five in the afternoon he went to the tree but stopped when he saw her talking tot he ghost. He remained out of view as he decided to give her time to try and get the fear from the ghosts out from her. He finally made his way to her after waiting for awhile and leaned over the tree waiting on her to finish.
 
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