Best Magic: Clearly a catch

This is the second in the Best Magic series of urban fantasy stories about a young wizard's discovery of the best type of magic. All characters are adults. It does feature elements of non-consent.

The first story in the series,Best Magic: Blowjobs don't counttook place earlier the same evening, as Katie unknowingly prepared the the young wizard for the trial to come.

I was still thinking about Katie when later that night, I parked my car down the street from the Phillips' house. I made the rest of the way on foot, staying in the shadows as it wouldn't do for Mr. Phillips to look out the window and wonder why I was coming to clean their pool at this time of the night. I quietly walked along the sidewalk until I reached the large, white house on the corner, then slipped through the outside door into the two-car garage, careful not to make much noise.

As expected, Mrs. Phillips was waiting for me there, leaning against Mr. Phillip's shiny blue Porsche. For a mature lady (she was at least 40), Mrs Phillips still has a nice figure, if a little chubby. Her long brown hair was down and she looked like she was wearing only a housecoat. Still, I could see the hint of red lingerie peeking out where the top of her breasts were exposed by the open neck. I knew underneath there were a soft pair of D size breasts, plump and just starting to sag a bit. The were topped by really big nipples that stuck out an inch or more when she was excited. Matching red stockings completed her outfit, although I could only see her lower legs and feet due to the housecoat.

I had been mowing the Phillips's lawn and cleaning their pool since I was a kid. She and my Mom use to be close friends, which is what got me the job in the first place, but several years back they had some kind of falling out. They never hung out together any more, but the job remained. I didn't really need it any longer, but I had been doing it for so many years it was second nature. I considered stopping when I graduated high school, but Mr. Phillips gave me a bit of a guilt trip about it, since I was staying at home while going to college. In the end, I agreed to continue.

I could tell by the look on Mrs. Phillips's face she was having second thoughts about agreeing to meet me here tonight. Mrs. Phillips was my first successful experiment on using magic to get laid. When I started college last year, she had started to flirt with me, at first just making double entendres and suggestive comments. Then she started laying out by the pool while I cleaned it in a much skimpier bikini than I had seen in the past. I am pretty sure she never meant it to go past teasing, but once I learned Silver Tongue, I didn't have much difficulty persuading her she wanted to please me as well as tease me. We had been fucking once or twice a week ever since. Still, every month or so she would start to feel guilty about it, and I would need to give her a few enhanced reminders to restore her enthusiasm.

She walked toward me as I slipped in, stopping a few feet away. "I'm not sure tonight is a good time," she started. "My husband is waiting for me inside." She took a deep breath. "In fact, I was thinking maybe we should stop altogether."

"No, this is good for both you and for Mr. Phillips", I whispered to her, the magic of the Silver Tongue doing its work, overriding her objections "Its like therapy. Fucking me make you want to fuck him more as well."

She closed the gap between us and fell into my arms. "That's very true," she agreed. "Archie and are screwing so much more since you and I started." She giggled. "It's more than we have in years, maybe since we were engaged. And the sex is so much better now too." She looked up at me with a smile on her face. "And I take it in the ass for him now, like a good wife should. I never enjoyed it that way that until you and I started doing it. Now It makes me feel so nasty and full and turned on all at the same time." I could see her hesitation melting away.

I reached down and pushed open her housecoat at the waist, my fingers reaching between her legs and stroking against her lacy red panties. They were a naughty pair, parted in the middle so they highlighted rather than covered her most interesting parts. I moved my hand lower to stroke the top of her slit, rubbing her clit. My fingers were instantly soaked with her natural lubrication. She moaned slightly and leaned harder into me, pressing her breasts against my chest.

"You want this," I whispered. She looked down and shook her head, but still pressed her sex harder into my hand, unconsciously rubbing herself against me. I used my other hand to lift her chin up to face me. "You want me in you," I said "Right now!"

She whimpered and I leaned in to engage her in a long kiss, and slowly pushed her back to the edge of the car. When she bumped it she stopped, then hopped up on the hood, fumbling at my belt and pushing down my pants so she could urgently grasp my rigid shaft.

I pushed her on her back and lifted her legs. She panted in eagerness as she guided me into her slick opening. One the head was firmly in place, I pushed my hips forward, burying the rest of my very ready cock into her waiting cunt. Gasping, she gave out a small cry of pleasure as I entered, struggling to keep her voice down so she wouldn't be overheard.

She was warm and wet and fiercely griped my hardness with her velvet glove, wrapping her legs around my hips as if to pull me in further. I started to fuck her in earnest, the Porsche bouncing slightly to my hard thrusts. Her housecoat was fully open now, and I took in the amazing sight of her lying on top of the expensive sports car in her sexy scarlet lingerie, stocking covered legs spread and her glistening pussy taking my rigid dick. The sensual treat spurred me to faster efforts. She fished her milky white breasts free from the top and started pinching and tugging on her engorged nipples with both hands, breath coming fast.

"You love that feeling, a cock pounding in your greedy little cunt. My cock, your husband's cock, it doesn't matter. It get you so hot, so turned on. It makes you cum so hard!"

Mrs. Phillips eyes were closed now and she was nodding to my commands, but words were almost beyond her. All she managed was "Yes, Yes, Yes, oh my god, Yesssssss!" as my cock and my magic pushed her over the top and a strong orgasm swept through her. Her pussy convulsed on my manhood, and I held legs tight as I shared her pleasure. Thanks to Katie's earlier attention I wasn't on the edge of my own eruption yet, but it still took a burst of will not to restart the pounding and finish up. Instead I slide my soaking, still hard cock out of her and stepped back, letting her legs drop.

Mrs Phillips laid there for a moment to recover, then scooted herself off the car to stand in front of me. She kissed me again, a hard kiss with a dancing tongue to say she wasn't done yet. Then squatted in front of me and took my cock in her mouth. She leaned back against the car for balance as she put her hands on my ass and pulled me forward. She started to bob up and down on my cock, her tongue circling me. Several times in the past Mrs. Phillips had used her mouth to suck me hard again after I had painted her face or her cunt with my cum, but it wasn't necessary this time. Still I always enjoyed her servicing me with her mouth, and let her take the lead in sucking me for a bit before I pushed her head back against the car and started slowly fucking her hot mouth. I did several gentle strokes before I pushed myself down her throat and held her head against my groin. I waited until she just started to struggle a bit, her hands clenching my ass before I once again pulled out.

She gasped and coughed, but then looked up at me with a smile and reached for my member again. But I knew that we didn't have that much time, so I reached down and pulled her to up into a standing position. We kissed again, then I turned her around facing the car and pushed her chest down onto the hood. She looked back at me with a knowing smile, shifted her feet to spread her legs a bit more, licked her lips, then reached back and pulled apart her ample butt-cheeks, offering me her gleaming rosebud. I could see she had already lubed herself up for ass-play., probably for Mr. Phillips rather than for me, but I was going to be the first to take advantage. "Oh, I'm going to be a naughty slut tonight," she whispered in my direction.

"Yes, you are," I replied with a growl as I lined myself up with my puckered target. A small thrust of my hips and my head pushed past her tight ring, which then grabbed my shaft and held it firmly. I had planned to give her a moment to adjust, but almost immediately she pushed herself back on to me, taking half my cock into her dark hole. As her slick, warm bottom squeezed me in all the best ways, I stood stunned for a moment, still amazed at how she was so tight back there.

Then door from the house to the garage started to open, and Mrs. Philips suddenly whispered "Oh, shit!" and her ass stopped pressing back into my crotch. I quickly invoked the Hide Self spell, but in my panic I stumbled over the third word and lost the spell. I knew exactly where I went wrong, so I forced myself to calmly start over, hoping I could still be fast enough to avoid notice.

The door swung fully open and Mr. Phillips was framed in the doorway. His was a tall, thin man with sharp features. His balding pallet was covered in a baseball cap, and he wore a #32 football jersey for some team that favored red. His eyes scanned the garage and quickly focused on his wife, finding her bent over the hood of the car on the other side of the garage. From where he stood in the house doorway, he was looking at her face on and could see her tits hanging free and her open housecoat bunched up around her waist. But fortunately by then my second casting of the invisibility spell had worked and what he couldn't see was me standing behind her with my cock buried deep in her ass.

"He can't see me," I quietly whispered in her ear, letting the Silver Tongue slip into my voice. "Stay calm and bluff your way out." She nodded slightly.

"Hi Honey, hows the game going?" she asked nonchalantly with only a slight tremor in her voice.

"They went to replay to review a call," he responded. "What are you doing out here, Joyce?"

"Umm - I came out here to cool off. I was a little overheated after our pre-game activity, don't you know. And I need to -- prepare - for what I promised you at halftime," she stammered out. "It feels nicer for a girl when things are loosened up a bit first. Figured I could both cool off and open up a bit out here." She wiggled her backside a bit, with her ass still clenched on my cock. The movement felt breathtaking.

"OK, OK," Mr. Phillips held up his hands, not really wanting any more detail. He started talking about the game delay, how any fool could see it was clearly a catch, but the idiot officials were probably going to take fifteen minutes looking at it from every angle first. I really stopped paying attention to him at that point, because I was fixated on something much more interesting. With my body invisible, I could clearly see Mrs. Phillips' asshole gaping open right in front of me. If I couldn't feel its incredible warm, snug fit, I wouldn't know my cock was in there. I pulled out until just the head was left and watched as her hole close a bit. Then I thrust back in to see it spread back out. Fascinated, I repeated the process a few times.

"Why don't you - oh! - umm - go back inside dear. I will finish up my preparation here and then I could join you on the couch. Maybe I could spend some prep time on you during the two minute warning?" She licked her lips suggestively.

"Don't you worry, just looking at you with your tits out on top of the car and your nipples all crinkled up like that has me more than ready." He reached down and adjusted himself. "Maybe I should just come down now and get an early start." He started to step down into the garage, but then stopped to listen to the television, which was inaudible from where I was.

I knew I should really just pull out and quietly exit, but Mr. Phillips' ass felts so good and I was only a few hard thrusts away. I readied a Daze spell for Mr. Phillips, which should buy me enough time to finish up, incanting all but the finishing words.

"What the fuck, what do they mean its not a catch!" Mr. Phillips exclaimed. "Anyone could see he caught it before it hit the ground. Didn't complete the action my ass!" He had turned back toward the television, his attention now more focused on the game announcer than on his wife's breasts.

"Go see what they say, dear," Mrs. Phillips prompted, pushing him back inside with her voice. With a huff and a final glance our way, Mr. Phillips went back inside, shutting the door after him. I let my prepared Daze spell drop and got a good hold on Mrs Phillips's hips, reading my final assault.

"He's gone." she said, stating the obvious. Just because I was invisible didn't mean I could see. "You could have stopped while he was watching, you know." I could tell from her voice she was a bit peeved at having to playact while I was still slow fucking her backdoor.

"Admit it," I said, the Silver Tongue flavoring my words. "You are a naughty woman. You just got your ass fucked in front of your husband and that thought turns you on!"

"Oh god, it does," she moaned. One hand dropped between her leg to stroke her clit as the other found a nipple to squeeze. "I'm such an nasty slut wife. I'm taking the pool boy in my ass right in front of my husband, even if he doesn't know it. And I'm going to make it up to him by letting him ream my ass next for as long as he wants!"

"So, should I 'prepare' you for halftime now?" I asked teasingly as I pressed my cock as deep as it could go inside her tight ass and watched her hole spread open to its widest point. I briefly consider using the Engorge spell to expand my cock just to see it open her asshole even further, but that might be too much for her to take, especially with her husband planning to fuck her there shortly after me. I had done too much work to get Mrs. Phillips to regularly take it in the ass from both of us to spoil it now by giving her a bad experience.

"Ahhhhh - I feel so full with you all the way inside me."

"Tell me what you want."

"I want you to fuck me hard! I want you to open up my ass and use me like a nasty ass-slut! I want to come! I want to come again, this time with your cock deep in my ass! Oh god I want to come again so bad!". Her words were spoken breathlessly in a hard whisper, but they were what I wanted to hear.

With that I pulled all the way out and slammed deep into her ass again, holding it there a moment before starting my rhythm. I began to fuck her ass hard and fast, pushing her against the car hood and up on her toes. She pushed back just as hard, matching my pace, her hand between her legs moving even faster. With each thrust she would moan a little louder, and I absently hoped Mr. Phillips had the TV volume turned up. The pressure built rapidly in my groin and I tried to clench my balls tight to keep going. I had thought with Katie emptying my balls earlier in the day would mean I could last a while in Mrs. Phillips' ass, but that wasn't going to happen. With a final thrust I buried myself deep as I could go as my cum coated her bowels, and I whispered in her ear "Come for me. Come hard for me."

With a gargled cry, Mrs. Phillips orgasm exploded. All at once she was twitching, thrashing, and crying out uncontrollably, and it was all I could do to hold her pinned against the car and try to get a hand over her mouth. Her ass muscles repeatedly clenched and released my cock, milking it and stretching out my orgasm to match hers.

After a time I couldn't measure, it was over. Spent, Mrs. Phillips slumped on the hood recovering, and I lay with my chest and head against her back. I noticed about then that I had lost concentration on my hiding spell and would be visible should Mr. Phillips come back to investigate the noise, but it must have been a good game. Good to know that my concentration on a more complex spell couldn't survive my orgasm. I should probably work on that.

Eventually, my softening cock slipped out of her ass and she pushed herself up and I stepped back. She pulled her housecoat back around her and turned, stepped into me. She reached up to give me a quick kiss. "Hmm - that was just what I needed and it should have me quite ready for Archie. But you should go now."

I leaned down and gave her a not-so-quick kiss and whispered in her ear. "When he's fucking your ass, I want you to think of me. I want you to enjoy his cock like you enjoyed my cock. I want you to come for him like you did for me."

Mrs. Phillips shuddered slightly and nodded. "Oh I will, I will!"

I mean, it was the least I could do for Mr. Phillips. I stepped back and recast the Hide Self spell, watching Mrs. Phillips as she walked back into the house. My gaze following her shapely just-fucked ass waving back and forth under her housecoat. Then I cast the Body Cleaning spell to remove the remains of lube, spunk, and Mrs. Phillips' ass from my cock before I put myself away and buttoned up. It still took most of my attention to keep the Hide Self going while casting the second spell, but it was getting easier. For practice, I kept the invisibility spell up until I got back to my car, and then let it drop.

As I drove away, I imagined Mr. Phillips already had his wife laid out on the couch and was taking his turn in her ass, a location his cock rarely got to visit six months ago. And Mrs. Phillips would be loving every minute of it. The best use of magic, I thought, is when it takes people places they would otherwise never get to go.