The bed was surprisingly comfortable. The pillow was the softest pillow you had ever experienced. Almost instantly you were in dreamland.
And what a dream it was. You were asleep in bed with a beautiful woman in a sheer black nightgown. It might have been Christina but it might not have been her. You just knew she was beautiful. She was giving your penis a massage it felt wonderful. Then she crawled on top of you and lowered herself so that you were skewering her. She giggled as she apparently bought herself to orgasm. You just lay there, gently pushing into her and enjoyed the experience. You felt yourself about to explode and then exactly that happened. You released your fluid into the woman. Her giggling got louder until it was a cackle. That woke you.
You looked up to see the ugly witch who had given you a drink sitting on top of you. She wasn’t in a nightgown she was still wearing the black dress she had been wearing earlier.
She saw that you had regained your awareness ‘Ah! James my pet. That was very satisfactory!’
You felt horrid, realising you had just ejaculated into this old hags pussy. You could feel your member was still stiff and still firmly inside the witch. ‘Get off me! This is disgusting! You’re an old hag!’
‘Harsh words James. That’s no way to speak to your lover. Remember I’m you best friend here’
‘Best friends don’t rape’
‘This is your job now James. This is how you pay your rent. My sisters won’t be so friendly. To them sex is just a necessity. I at least will make it enjoyable for both of us’
‘What do you mean? You’re an ugly old hag. I don't want this job’
‘You are correct that I am old. Older than you can imagine. Believe it or not sex makes me younger. But I dislike being called a hag. You need to control your tongue. I only look this way as I have been celibate for too long. Your job is to inseminate me daily. Then I will become a beauty once more. And I want to be a beauty so I will keep pumping you. This is your life now James’ As she spoke she climbed off James.
James was embarrassed that his penis was still standing to full attention. Was he actually turned on by the witch raping him? He didn’t think so. He felt disgusted. This erection must have something to do with the elixir the witch had given him.
The witch brushed her dress down and turned to the door. She said ‘I’m done. Who’s next?’ before leaving.