Every Witch Way

TITLE: Every Witch Way AUTHOR: Midknight CHAPTER: 2 of 2 FANDOM: Smallville SHIP: Clark / Chloe, Lois, Lana RATING: NC-17 CATEGORY: Erotica SPOILERS: A couple, Season Four DISCLAIMER: None of these characters belong to me. They belong to Warner Bros and whoever else does. I pay homage to them and I make no profit from this story in any fashion, way or means. AUTHORS NOTE: I apologize before hand and hope you will forgive any errors or blatant discrepancies. FEEDBACK: Yes Please. It helps. It really, really helps. - Deton8@mweb.co.za CHAPTER TWO The desperate need to drag air into his burning lungs subsided. The slight friction of his sensitive shaft shrinking and slipping out of her was a delicious pleasure / pain torture and he became acutely aware her warm, steady breath tickling his chest. He relaxed, enjoying the comfort and warmth of Lana's body draped over his as their sweat dried, and as his breathing and the pounding of blood in his ears quietened, he became aware that the sounds of passion hadn't subsided with their combined climaxing. Frowning, he turned his head to find the source and his eyes once again widened in surprised shock at what he saw. His dick twitched, hardening despite the strenuous workout he'd just been given by Lana. Chloe and Lois were locked in a passionate sixty-nine, eating each other out with gusto. They gave each other breathy encouragement and compliments along with husky, sharp demands and instructions that mingle with the wet noise of sucking lips, grasping hands and probing tongues and fingers. Their bodies twitched and writhed, occasionally shuddering in climax. Their bodies glistened with sweat and their faces, hands and thighs glistened with the fruit of their labours. He had been transfixed. Lana's hair tickled his chest as she shifted her head to also watch the young women. His renewed erection twitched against her smooth, slick inner thigh when she moved. She reached back and between her legs, her hot hand wrapping itself around his shaft, verify what she had felt. With, a sigh, she lifted her cheek from his chest, placed her other hand on it before resting her cheek on top of her hand, so that she was now watching him watch Chloe and Lois. "Beautiful. Aren't they?" she asked, but he only momentarily shifted his gaze to her grinning face when she squeezed his manhood. "Yes." He answered simply and distractedly, trying to keep his eyes on the spectacle the two passionate, young women and Lana at the same time. Lois, who was on top at the time and facing his general direction, raised her head from between Chloe's thighs and grinned at him. He watched as she licked her lips and then crooked a cream covered finger at him in invitation. He swallowed hard as Lana let go of his cock and slid most of the way off him, her skin a silk-smooth caress along his. She moved up next to him until her lips were right at his ear. "I believe she'd like you to join them. Why don't you oblige her? Hmmm?" she whispered huskily in his ear, before nipping the top of it. He'd turned to face Lana, in a quandary, realizing he'd have to give up their proximity to fulfill her command and his new desire as she seemed unlikely to move as she lounged indolently in nude splendor on the hay bales they'd just had sex on. She in turn rolled her eyes at him and then made a shooing motion with her hand. He shrugged and turned back to do as he had been bid. God, it had been giddy and intoxicating to feel that carefree. He allowed himself to feel just a faint echo of that feeling as he skimmed his hand along his hard shaft and slid back into his memories. While he'd been distracted by his dilemma Lois and Chloe had shifted her position. They were no longer in a sixty-nine. Lois was kneeling on the floor between Chloe's wide flung legs while the blonde lay on another of the hay bales that littered the loft, with her head buried in her younger cousin's crotch, lapping, licking and sucking noisily. Lois's ass was thrust up and swaying invitingly. Her swollen, wet and tongue-lashed sex peeked out at him and his cock twitched, as it seemed to lead him to her. Chloe's cries of pleasure, no longer muffled by Lois's body echoed around the loft. They occasionally switched to another language that sounded like French, sounding even sexier. It hadn't even occurred to him to wonder how the young reporter knew French or that she was so comfortable with the fact that the woman dragging those cries from her was her cousin. He could see Chloe's fingers buried in Lois's hair, massaging her scalp and pressing her firmly into her crotch and then he was totally focused on the dark haired woman's smooth, alabaster ass. He reached out and caressed the firm globes and she pressed back against his hands urging him to fondle and finally squeeze the curved flesh, testing its resilience. Lois moaned and Chloe groaned in response, drawing his attention. He watched as Chloe's head thrashed from side to side and she molested her own breasts, fondling and squeezing them while tugging and rolling her hard nipples. He found himself comparing Lana and Chloe's breasts and especially their nipples, with fascination. Lana's were the larger of the two, but not by much, while Chloe's were more oval to Lana's round. Chloe's areola were smaller and a soft pink against her pale skin, but her nipples looked longer, especially when she pulled and stretched them, and fatter and rosy pink to Lana's brown. He found himself wondering what Chloe's would taste like. He had the strangest and near impossible thought they might taste like strawberries. She caught his eye, held it for a second and then slowly winked before letting her lids flutter closed and arching her back to continue enjoying Lois's ministrations. He'd found himself licking suddenly dry lips and swallowing hard to wet a dry mouth and throat caused by having his jaw open for so long. His cock throbbed and bobbed as it hovered inches from Lois's sex as if straining to reach it. Heat radiated off her in steady waves, drawing him nearer. He let his hands move higher, massaging the taut muscles he found on her lower back before letting his hands move to the sides above the sensual curve of her hips to grasp her waist. She must have guessed his intent because she moved her hands from between her cousin's legs and set them on either side of her thighs on the hay bale. He pulled her up holding her lithe frame up and supporting her weight easily until she got her feet under her. She kept her legs slightly bent and stayed in contact with Chloe's most intimate flesh the entire time. Less than a half a step closed the slight distance between them and his shaft was nestled firmly in the smooth crack of her ass. He hadn't been able to resist and had humped back and forth along the warm crease. She pressed back against him increasing the pleasurable friction. He felt eyes on his back and threw a glance over his shoulder to see Lana reclining on her elbow, watching them intently with smoldering eyes while the fingers of her free hand almost absently caressed her sex. He turned his attention back to Lois as she humped against him. He bent his knees and his cock slid free of her crack. The head caught at the indent of her asshole and for a fleeting moment he'd wondered what she would do if he thrust there. What her reaction would be if he'd tried to force himself into her bowels. What it would feel like around his shaft. He had actually entertained the idea for a moment, but then it slid free and with out any effort on his part slid between her full, engorged nether lips. Heat and moisture engulfed the head of his cock and he groaned as her sex wrapped around his. His hips moved forward and he slid into her inch by delicious inch. The fiction wasn't as intense, with less resistance than with Lana, but it had felt more even and consistent. He hilted himself inside her far sooner than he thought, when she drove herself onto him by moving back. They ground together for a moment, both of them murmuring their approval to the other. A, hissed: "Yes!" was drawn from Chloe as Lois sucked on her clit. Lois had moved her head to the side, resting her cheek on her cousin's thigh, so that he'd had an unobstructed view of her oral talents as she pulled Chloe's most intimate flesh into her mouth. He actually saw moisture dripping from her swollen tongue -abuse slit as she arched in orgasm with her taut stomach muscles shuddering erratically. He'd found Chloe's reactions fascinating, because he had never in the entire length of their friendship, thought of her in that way. She looked really sensual and sexy. For, the first time, he saw her as a woman and a sexual being, not just as his friend. He pulled back and then thrust back into Lois, a little harder then he intended, rocking her forward and she surprised him by pressing back immediately jamming him deeper. They both grunted, but repeated the process and soon built up a wet, slapping, groaning, and grunting rhythm. The air felt incredibly cold on any part of his shaft that wasn't buried in her hot, molten liquid and grasping channel and he strove to keep as much of himself inside her for as long as possible. Once they had established their rhythm, he let his hands explore her upper body. The rises and dimples of her ribs covered by firm muscle and smooth, sweat-slick skin. He found her breasts and cupped them; squeezing and rolling the ample, firm flesh. They ground more and thrust less as he caressed her breasts. Her nipples didn't feel as long as Lana's had or Chloe's looked, but they felt broader, spongier as he tweaked, pinched and rolled them between his fingers. She'd raised her head from her cousin's crotch to praise his actions. He leant further forward, lapping at the sweaty skin of her shoulders before testing the muscle underneath with his teeth and then soothing the slight bite marks with his swirling tongue. He'd worked his way up to her neck and then her ear where he whispered how good she felt and tasted. It seemed to be the final straw for the statuesque brunette as she threw her head back and cried her pleasure to the rafters. Her sex clutched around him like a velvet vice covered in hot syrup. He gasped at the intensity, yet did not find his own release, but continued to luxuriate in the pleasure of her rippling flesh. When her orgasm had run its course she pretty much collapsed forward off of him. He let go of her breasts and guided her collapse, letting his hands slide along her sides and once again gripping her hips and leaning forward so that she ended up landing softly across Chloe's body. After a moment and with a kiss to the blondes' shoulder she rolled to the side, once again revealing Chloe's pale, nubile body to his gaze. His cock bobbed and twitched, finding the room cold and harsh compared to the comforting warmth of Lois' sex. He caught Chloe's eye and watched her lick her lips before pushing herself up to a sitting position and shifting forward. "Hmmmm. My turn." She said with a smile and a husky voice before reaching forward. Her fist wrapped around the base of his shaft and pulled him toward her. He didn't resist. She ran her tongue up his length from where her fist ended to the tip of his cock, leaving a tingling trail behind. The room went blurry as his eyes half-closed with the sensation of her lowering her head and taking him into her mouth. He threw his head back and groaned as she nursed on his dick head drawing a heavy dollop of his pre-cum out of his slit in a sharp spasm. He felt her tongue swirl his sex lube over his head and around her mouth before she started to work her lips down his shaft. His fingers slid into her blonde curls, more to steady himself than for any form of control or guidance. She needed neither. Her lips created a sucking friction that drove sparks of pleasure up his spine. Her tongue was a hot lash and a soothing balm as she flicked him or swirled it along his turgid flesh. The light scrape of her teeth was not inexperience, but art, adding nuances to the softer touch of lips and tongue. She released his cock from her hand and slid her hands around his thighs and fondled his ass cheeks, her nails testing the muscled flesh she found there. He felt his dickhead hit the back of her throat and shifted his hips to pull back, but her fingers clamped, almost painfully on his ass, keeping him in place. He looked down as she pulled back and her blonde head bobbed shallowly, once, twice and then on the third time he found him self gasping as he found his cock sliding down Chloe's throat. She swallowed around him, giving him a full shaft throat massage as her breath snuffled hotly into his pubic hair. She held him there as long as she could and it was almost longer than he could bear. He had thought himself in control of his arousal, but her skills were overwhelming him. It really had felt amazing. When she backed up off his erection and let it pop out of her still tightly sucking lips with a wet popping sound he was only a little less grateful than disappointed. She had a wicked grin on her face as she looked at his saliva-coated member. "Yu-hu-mie!" She said, smacking her lips and then she winked at him. He hissed and gritted his teeth, his hands tightening in her hair for a moment as she repeated the maneuver. He wanted to drag her sucking lips off his shaft as the small of his back tensed and he felt his control slipping. There was somewhere else he wanted to spill his load, somewhere else he wanted to explore with his throbbing member, but he still couldn't muster the willpower to deny her oral skill as he again disappeared down her throat. He barely held on as her throat milked him and this time when she came up for air, he actually took a staggered step backwards to create some separation between them. He took deep steadying breaths as his cock bobbed in front of Chloe's face. She made to reach for his member and he brushed her hand away. She raised an eyebrow at him and her eyes showed displeasure at being denied. "Lie back." He told her. He needed time to regain some semblance of control and he knew just how to get it and satisfy his own curiosity. He knelt in front of her, still just out of reach and placed his hands on her knees. Guessing his intent she nodded and he saw the displeasure fade from her features as she lay back and let him spread her thighs. He leaned forward and lapped up the length of her slit, drawing her free flowing cream into his mouth. He shifted one of her legs, placing it over his shoulder so that he could gain better access and dove back in. She tasted sweet, with a hint of cherry lip gloss. He'd frowned for a moment, lightly sucking at her full and engorged labia before realizing the only possible source of the latter flavour. He looked to the side and found Lois. She lay, curled on her side, asleep with a satisfied smile on her face. He could still see Chloe's juices drying on her face and then fingers were digging into his hair and pulling him forward forcing him to return his full attention to his horny, blonde friend. She guided his lips to the glistening pearl of her clit and pressed them firmly where she wanted them. He sucked at the flesh around it; his nose buried in the light v-shaped patch of soft blonde curls and then experimentally flicked the little nub back and forth. Her hips bucked as if his tongue were a livewire. The intensity of her reaction excited him and he repeated the process a couple of times. He felt her thigh shudders against his ear and he ran his hand up the length of smooth, supple skin, feeling the vibration under his hand. The smell of her arousal enveloped him and tantalized his nose as her back arched and her stomach muscles rippled pressing her pubes into his nose. When he stopped his tongue lashing her fingernails dug painfully into his scalp and he heard her make an inarticulate sound of frustration. "No... No... No... Don't stop!" she commanded and he obeyed, working her clit faster and harder as if to make up for the offence. She moaned, low in her throat, shifting her hips from side to side, rubbing the smooth skin of her inner thigh against his cheek and rocking into the flick of his tongue. "Ohhhhhhh. Hmmmmm. Yesssss... Good. Hmmmmmm. Fingers... Inside... Fingers... Now." She praised and demanded and he complied. He slid one finger inside, but quickly added another; her cunny was so wet and open. Her sex clutched at his digits, but they slid in easily and deep, exploring her most intimate flesh. He sawed his fingers back and forth inside her, matching the back and forth flick of his tongue and her hands went crazy in his hair as her body shook. HE slowed his pace and half expected her fingernails to dig into his scalp again, but instead she stroked his hair tenderly. His hard-on hadn't flagged in the least, but the urgent need for release her talented lips had invoked had subsided. Back, in the quiet of the loft as he lay back on the couch, his fist skimming up and down his own hard cock, he had a further moment of guilt. As, he remembered that at that point, all he'd wanted to do was fuck Chloe. Not make love or have sex, but fuck her. The sight, taste and smell of her had stirred an animal desire in him that even now he could not reconcile with the Chloe Sullivan he knew and had known for most of his life. He'd stopped his slow, soft tongue-lashing and slid his fingers out of her slowly, hearing her breath catch before her body finally softened into repose once more. He hadn't been able to resist running his tongue up her slit one more time to collect as much of the copious amount of her sweet nectar that had collected there. Her inner thighs were wet and he understood how Lois' face had become so thoroughly covered. He heard the tempo of her breathing change and then grow muffled. With, a frown he raised his head and just when he thought nothing more could surprise him, he was proved wrong. His eyes slid up the length of Chloe's pale, lithe body. Over, still slightly-trembling stomach muscles, the slight rise of the bottom of her ribcage, the slight ridges of the ribs themselves, the curve of her breasts with their long, puffy, pink tips, the shadowy hollow at the base of her throat, her chin and then a nest of dark curls. He actually blinked at that point as his gaze transitioned from Chloe's pale body to Lana's duskier one. Apparently she had become bored with her role as voyeur and had decided to participate. He had been so intent on his enjoyment of Chloe that he hadn't even heard her approach and kneel on the edge of the hay bale so that she could lower herself onto Chloe's face. As, he watched, Lana rose a little and he could see Chloe's tongue delving into Lana's slit. He could see the dark-haired beauty's juices almost flowing into and over the blonde woman's mouth, coating her lips and lower face making them glisten wetly. He let his gaze travel up Lana's body, cataloguing her beauty. The lush curve of her hips, her softly defined stomach muscles, the smooth expanse of lightly tanned skin leading up to the lower curve of her breasts with their straining upturned, brown tips, the valley of her cleavage, the soft slope of her shoulders as they ran into the luxurious wealth of her dark tresses and finally the face he had loved for an eternity. Lana's hips swayed slightly as she lowered herself or rose varying the pressure of Chloe's tongue and lips upon her flesh as she saw fit. Her eyes were half-closed and her full lower lip trapped behind pearly-white teeth. A stray lock of damp hair hung down her forehead and onto her cheek and his hand itched to smooth it back behind her ear, if nothing more than for the contact with her sumptuous, soft skin it would afford him. He felt his cock surge, impossibly, becoming even harder to the point of skating along the thin edge between pleasure and pain. His lust flared along with it. Lana opened her eyes fully and looked at him with smoldering eyes that twinkled in challenge, daring him. He shifted, guiding himself between Chloe's legs. His eyes were locked with Lana's as he thrust forward, hard. He heard Chloe grunt, muffled by Lana's smooth thighs and pressing sex and didn't care. It had surprised him that how something he had never known until that night could become so dearly missed and he luxuriated in the feel of being surrounded by moist, hot female flesh. Her flesh resisted, but he thrust on, enjoying the friction until he was hilted inside her. Her hips undulated against him and he gave little thrust feeling his head bump against her cervix making the blonde mewl and moan into Lana's sex. Lana threw her head back breaking eye contact with him and wildly laughing out her climax as the vibrations of Chloe's moans on her sensitive flesh drove spikes of pleasure threw the dark-haired beauty. He let his own eyes drop back to Chloe's body as he drew back slowly feeling her clutch at his length. He let his hand test the muscles below her pale flesh, starting at her hip and working his way upward until he reached her breast. He fondles the firm mound, feeling the hard pebble of her nipple press into the palm of his hand. Her breast shook in his hand as he thrust forward again. He anticipated him a little this time; thrusting up to meet him and they soon found a rhythm. He thrust hard and fast, enjoying the feel of her and the erratic changes in friction when her body couldn't quite match his. He shifted her leg, pulling it up along his chest, so that her foot was next to his ear. He turned and kissed her ankle and calf. He gripped her thigh where it bent up from her hip and used the grip to steady and even pull her into his thrust as he pounded into her while playing roughly with her breast, pinching and rolling the hard gumdrop nipple while her tit flesh jiggled against his palm with each stroke. Her cries had been a mixture of pleasure and discomfort when Lana's rolling hips allowed them to be heard, but he hadn't cared, it simply felt too good fucking into her with such abandon and lack of restraint. The memory brought shame, but at the same time brought him that much closer to a satisfying orgasm because of it's animalistic eroticism as he tensed his ass and thrust into his pumping fist. He opened his eyes, unable to remember when he had closed them or why his chest burned with every breath or why sweat ran freely down his brow and body when he felt feminine fingers and then soft palms caress his cheeks. He had lost track of time completely and his only sense of change was the touch of that hand and the tightening and boiling in his balls that told him he had worked him self to the point of no return. Chloe's panting, gasping, moaning, grunting cries filled the air and they no longer held any hint of discomfort. Her cunt rippled and clenched around him erratically. Her hot, thick cream churned around his shaft making their union a wet, slapping symphony of flesh. The pressure built in him as he continued to thrust and sought to reacquaint him self with his surroundings. Lana's face was only inches away from his, a satisfied smile on her lips. She must have shifted forward, freeing Chloe's lips to cry out her pleasure. He felt a hand on his ass, fondling, squeezing and testing the muscle below the skin. He glanced down and found that Lois was no longer napping. She lay against Chloe's side, with her face over her cousin's breast. He watched as she worried at the blonde's long pink nipple with her teeth and then soothed it with a swirling tongue. He could see one of Chloe's hands buried in Lois' hair and the other gripped fiercely at the hay bale. It had to be Lois' hand on his ass. Lana closed the distance between them and kissed him hungrily, her tongue delving into his mouth, her fingers clutching at his cheeks. He had to breath in heavily though his nose to get air and the scent of sex, arousal and the slightest hint of vanilla inundated his brain. His hand left Chloe's breast and found Lana's. He weighed and fondled the warm globe of flesh, letting his thumb flick and press the hard nub of her nipple, making her moan into his mouth. His hips hadn't stopped their ceaseless motion to achieve the goal of his release and along the feel of three woman on, in and around him it finally became too much. He thrust hard, harder than he had before as his muscles tensed as one. He felt the head of his shaft push past the tight ring of her cervix and heard Chloe's sharp cry of pained pleasure. His cocked swelled and subsided again and again and again as he pumped his seed into his friend's womb. He clutched at Lana's tit flesh in his hand while the other grasped at Chloe's thigh. He threw his head back to bellow his release and got a shock of pain as Lana held onto his lower lip with her teeth, stretching it before letting go and Lois dug her nails into his ass. The pain only added a sweet visceral counterpoint to the pleasure. The pleasure of release snaked up his spine and branched out to every nerve, flooding his body with sensation. His world went white as the energy of his climax stormed the bastion of his consciousness and exploded in his brain. He pumped and surged into Chloe, emptying himself into her completely. Memory and reality merged as with a grunt followed by gasping pants and misfiring muscles Clark came into his fist in several heavy spurts. As, his orgasm subsided he let the memory spool to it's conclusion. The sparks of pleasure died slowly and with a fight, only reluctantly relinquishing their hold on his muscles. The world and women around him were a blur, as he blinked rapidly, his mind not quite able to comprehend what had happened. He had one last glimpse of Lana's face, bold, defiant and breathtakingly beautiful. He swayed as the last of his energy drained from him as his manhood shrunk free of the warm confines of Chloe's sex and her leg slid sideways off his chest and shoulder. Lana's eye's locked on his, and the only sound was the heavy panting of his own breath in counterpoint to Chloe's. He could feel his legs shake; his knees about to buckle, but he could not tear his eyes away from Lana's. Then, she winked, slowly and deliberated and when her eyelid rose there was a strange purple flare and His world went dark. THE END