1. Maga


    Date: 11/4/2015, Categories: Supernatural, Author: gilrenard, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    and thought it was a fitting place to meet. I took another screen shot of the text conversation and emailed it to myself. More precaution. I trusted Cassandra, but had no idea of how other Magi might react if they found out. I wrote that in the email to myself. When I arrived at the coffee shop, Cassandra was seated at a table for two and had ordered a coffee for me. She smiled and stood up to hug me and say hello. She was wearing a very short, tie-dyed, summer dress. It was different shades of purple and yellow mixing with each other, different sized, colorful, circles melting in to each other. Her small breasts moved freely under the thin material. Her slender legs were bare, the dress covered very little of her thighs. My cock twitched and shifted against my jeans. “Interesting décor,” I chuckled, while I looked around the interior and at the charms and symbols tastefully decorating the place. We sat down and Cassandra asked, “Do you like it?” “I do. It has a very relaxed feel to it. And, you have home field advantage,” I smiled. “That, and I wanted to show you off to the people I know here,” she coyly replied. I looked around at the other people in the coffee shop. Not averting anyone’s gaze that was looking at me. I wondered to myself if any of them were Magi. Cassandra picked up on what I was thinking to myself. She placed her hand on mine and said, “Some are, some aren’t. But I won’t tell you. I hope you understand, Gil. Besides, the owner is a very powerful, Maga. She ...
    has cast a spell, no magic will work inside these walls.” “I understand, Cassandra. It is you I am interested in, not anyone else in here.” Cassandra smiled and replied, “Thank you. Beneath that sexy, scary exterior, you are a very sweet man.” I looked at a charm that hung above front of the door and asked, “What does that symbol represent, Cassandra?” “It’s the Triple moon, or, Triple Goddess. It represents Maiden, Mother and Crone, the three phases of a woman's life. It has protective powers,” she explained the symbol to me in a cheerful tone, happy that I had asked the question. “You have the same symbol on your ankle bracelet. You don’t feel that you need protection from me, do you, Cassandra?” I grinned. She squeezed my hand tighter and whispered coyly, “Depends on what you have in store for me.” I chuckled and replied in a voice low enough that others couldn’t hear, “Have you given any thought to any limits you might have?” Cassandra took a quick look around before she answered, “Tell me what you expect of me first. I’ll be able to answer that question better if I know what you want, please, Sir.” “I expect you to offer all of you to me, Cassandra. I expect you to trust me and I expect you to trust yourself, and to tell me when you want me to stop. I have very few limits of my own. I will give you what you need and be as gentle or as hard you ask me to be.” She bit her lower lip and stared seductively at me as she answered, “Use me, teach me and thrill me. Please don’t ...
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