1. The Young Wizard--Part 1


    Date: 8/1/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 91, Source: sexstories.com

    she expect? Mary Patricia (MP to me) was a lifelong friend who lived only two doors down from us and her mother was as flat as an ironing board. I walked over to the girls. “Really nice of you, Sarah,” I interjected. “You’re a real bitch.” I put a protective arm around MP and walked her away as she broke down into tears. Time for some magic, I thought. I turned MP to me and unbuttoned two buttons on her blouse. “Jeremy! What are you doing?” MP exclaimed. “We have an old family custom…a superstition, really,” I told her as I moistened my thumbs in my mouth. I put one thumb on each of her “breasts” and told her, “Think about them growing. I’ll do the same and, just maybe, it will work.” I closed my eyes and scrunched up my face like I was really concentrating. What I was really doing was reciting a growth spell—MP was going to have tits, and really good ones, if I had anything to do with it! I turned toward Sarah and did the same to her with one big difference. A growth spell has to be turned off or it will go on forever. Looking at MP’s frame I figured that somewhere between a B and C cup would make her look really hot so that’s where I stopped her. Sarah—well, I never did turn her off. She wanted big tits and she was going to have them. Three weeks later—just days after her eighteenth birthday and a week after mine--we were on the way home from school. MP and I walked the last few steps to our homes. “Jeremy,” she whispered as though she had a secret, “please come over in a ...
    few minutes. I have something to show you.” MP and I are the oldest students in our grade. The school district has a cutoff date of December 1st for kindergarten enrollment. A child born on November 30th can start kindergarten in September at age four. Born just one day later and you have to wait until the following year no matter how smart you might be. That’s why we were eighteen while many of our friends were barely sixteen. She turned and ran to her house. I looked at her, totally confused. Before I could react further I got a telepathic message from Mom telling me she needed me in the kitchen. That’s one of the special abilities we all have—we can send and receive messages telepathically. “OK, Mom, I’ll be right there,” I sent back. After helping her I told her I was going over to MP’s house and then I’d start on my homework. I walked in the door without knocking as I always did saying “Hi” to Mrs. O’Brien before heading to MP’s room. “You decent?” I kidded her before opening the door. “Come on in, I want you to see this.” I saw MP sitting on her bed topless. She took my hand, pulling me to sit next to her. She led both of my hands to her chest. There were two small lumps there where previously there had been nothing. I felt them in awe. “It’s working, Jeremy, it’s working! Your family superstition is giving me boobs.” MP was elated. Two weeks later she invited me to her room again and once again she brought my hands to her chest. By now she was somewhere between an A and ...
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