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Lust Spell:
Say this out loud
in your room
right now:
“I accept this spell of lust
and give my fate and will
to she that now has cast.”
Now say it out loud twice more. Then scroll down.
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You did it, huh? (naughty grin)
I think you know you did.
But you don’t even know just what you did… mmmmm!
Maybe you did it because you were curious?
Maybe you accepted my magical spell because you are bored?
Or maybe you were just horny?
You probably don’t even believe in such things as magical enchantments.
But it literally doesn’t matter.
Because I think you will find…
…that the enchantment as effective and powerful as it is subtle. Once cast, not even the most intelligent man can *think* himself out of what is going to happen.
To you.
You will not be able to resist…
…doing what this erotic spell is going to make you do.
(Ok.. sorry for all the scrolling! heh heh heh.. but seriously, you may begin to feel the very beginnings of this magical enchantment. I takes several minutes to begin…
Like any magical enchantment, this spell is about the movement of energies that dwell in each one of us. The energies within me. And the energies within you. And I think, if you pay close attention, you may notice that
your *energies*are at this moment
beginning to stir.
A buzzing lovely little excitement… in your chest.. in your arms..
..in your fingertips…
Sometimes the faintest little prickle in the neck, or even
a faint and rippling ring in ones ears…
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A restless stirring
inside you.
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Butterflies.
Are you nervous? (grinning!)
Excited as if you are sixteen
about to kiss a girl
in the dark?
Butterflies.
Are you nervous? Excited as if you are sixteen
and a girl has just slipped her hand down your pants
in the dark?
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This spell is old.
An old erotic spell passed through
Wiccan lore amongst young witches
young women.
Young women who lust.
I cast this spell once as a teen upon a professor at my college; I desired him so badly. I wanted him to notice me. I wanted him to desire me. I wanted him to lust for me. Pangs of lust. And so I cast it each night. For a time.
I have played in my mind what he later told me had begun to happen.
I have imagined my 35 year old professor awakened
from the dead of sleep next to his finance
with heart racing and the most profound erection of his life.
Pulsing throbbing, tenting the blankets…
Transparent slippery drops, like tears for release from his tip.
The energy circles freely through you now!
Take a deep breath, do you feel it? Its slow building fire?
Your legs
move ever so slightly
without your effort…
Restless legs.
Oh my long ago crush! Teacher, how you sat, turned,
quivered and tried to smooth your mind…
But OH how the stiffness built, along with the thoughts.. the images. Of a girl in your class. Of me at 19. A girl you had never really noticed.
Oh my teacher in his bed! Stiffening until you realize you must secretly rise from bed… Fixated on my unblinking green eyes. My eyes knowing *exactly* what I have done to you. Knowing just *exactly* what my magic spell
is going to make you *do*.
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Energy stirring within you
begins now to settle.
Begins to find its place.
It settles at your root.
The root of man.
And begins to STIFFEN.
Deep within the base and the core of the shaft of your manhood
the energy has taken root.
STIFFENING again. Just a little more.
STIFFENING like an oak sapling growing into the trunk
of a hardwood tree.
STIFFER still. Can you feel it? Even if you do not touch….
I think you may begin to notice that the
STIFFENING is beginning to swell yet more
than before…
And as in
a naughty schoolgirl’s dream
Her teacher rises, his body nervous and jittering like a 13 year old boy…
He creeps from his warm bed leaving his finance sleeping…
It is a curious thing, isn’t it?
Something so simple but slippery as a magical spell
cast by a girl
upon your body?
Upon your lustful mind?
It is a curious thing, isn’t it?
Just how *potent* your mind’s lustful energies can become
when properly focused… isn’t it?
Um… how’s it ‘hanging?
So…. answer this for me… for yourself…
Have you felt it yet? What is about to begin happening?
It is a *lovely* feeling in your stomach that will soon
make your lust known.
Pangs of lust. Nothing more, and nothing less.
Pangs of lust.
lust pangs. rhythmic. throbbing. building.
You can’t ignore it, can you? For you see, this simple little spell of mine
truly has but one purpose. One goal, and one end unto itself.
The still-TIGHTENING erection you are holding in your hand
is not going to go down…. not going to simply relax.
My long-ago professor told me he realized this,
kneeling on the cold tiles late at night…
He had no choice. It was too late for him to resist.
For in his mind, I had begun to lick him. The tip of my tongue. He watching in his mind’s eye. Licking his genitals. One then the other. Round and around. The wetted tip of a girl’s tongue, licking a hot line up one side of his shaft, then down the other. My green eyes gazing into his.
My green eyes gazing into yours.
When was the last time you felt the heat of a woman’s breath on your nuts?
as her wet tongue cradles and licks them.. then licks up
…. up… UP.. the front of your shaft…
You sit and simply know in your mind it is happening.
The tip of my tongue licking round the ridge
of your cock’s purple head…
Um.. by the way, as I mentioned in an earlier blog, I actually have no gag reflex.. heh heh heh!
That is to say… I could kiss the tip with my plush lips, and then let my kiss run deep…
so deep to its very base, and then, my young friend, I could let slip
from beneath your hidden shaft, my slippery tongue
and begin to lick your slippery nuts all over again…
My professor had no choice. It was too late for him to resist.
Just as now it is too late for you.
You no longer have any *choice* in the matter…
For you see,
this delightful slippery spell will now
FORCE YOU to masturbate. >;-)
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(You may, of corse, try to prove me wrong. You may try as you like to resist. But, you see, you have already accepted it into you. Truly. It is already done. Go on. Take a cold shower… I dare you. Try to change the subject in your mind. Watch how your mind steers its way back to the erotic… a girl’s naked legs… your face pressed between a pair of naked breasts…. the tip of a tongue licking you from your asshole to the tip of your cock… Nope. At this point, at most you could prolong it, but chances are, you are going to end up kneeling to your new master.. your cock.. arching your back helplessly, and simply JIZZING YOUR FUCKING BRAINS OUT. )
PS: It may actually cause you to masturbate more than once; you may wish to seek some medical/holistic attention if you find that it causes you to masturbate more than 4 or 5 times… In any case.. um… use lube! heh heh heh
Oh.. and I forgot to mention... you should probably only do this spell *once*.
Certainly don't get into the habbit of doing it. Or this may literally become your entire life:
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