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                           Ariel Witch
                                By Ariel Witch

  Ariel the witch lived in a small but spacious cottage far out in the
green forests, far from civilization, her only companions the wild
birds and other forest creatures and her Familiar, Screech, an old
black tom cat.
  The winds were howling around the cottage one day, a summer
thunderstorm in progress. The shriek of the storm began to arouse the
witch, as the intensity of the weather began to arouse her desires.
She stood before her mirror, nude, pulling her long blond hair back
and admiring her sensual grace. Her nipples were hard and she slowly
ran her fingers lazily across them, feeling her juices begin to flow.
  She ran one hand down her body, slowly moving her legs apart and
darted a finger inside.
  "That's it!" she sighed, and began looking for her spell-book,
intent on conjuring up a bed mate for the afternoon.
  The only spell she could find called for a male animal, which would
be turned into a virile man for her pleasure.
  "Come here, Screech," Ariel whispered, "That's a good kitty!"
  The old tomcat hopped upon the bed, purring loudly.
  Ariel incanted the necessary words and in a swirl of multi-colored
mists the cat was transformed into a large, good-looking man with
piercing green eyes.
  Ariel felt her desire increase as the man motioned for her to join
him on the bed. Quickly, she slipped out of her robes and lay beside
him. He kissed her deeply, his hands moving over her body, teasing
her, his tongue darting flames into her mouth.
  Ariel moaned, a low, throaty sound, and slid beneath him. His mouth
darted to her moistness and his tongue and lips rapidly brought her to
the brink....
  "Now, NOW!" she screamed, clutching at him, "Fuck me now!"
  The man smiled, a lazy feline smile, as he watched the writhing
witch beneath him. Gently stroking her face, he asked;
   "Now, aren't you sorry you had me fixed?"


                            Succubus
                                By Ariel Witch

  He lay sleeping deeply, on his back, one hand across his eyes, the
other flung across the bed, oblivious to the silent swirl of multi-
colored mists in a dark corner of the bedroom, unaware that a female
form was taking shape.
  Ariel quietly approached the bed, her eyes dark with desire as she
watched him sleep. His cock was hard, and it twitched and quivered.
She smiled, knowing what was in his dreams.
  Silently, she slid onto the bed and began tracing low, slow kisses
across his stomach, feeling the muscles tense beneath her lips.
Slowly she sucked the head of his pulsing cock into her mouth,
swirling her tongue around it. He moaned softly. Inch by inch, she
slowly took him into her hot, wet mouth until her lips were wrapped
around the root, and then began feasting, long, slow, deep sucks, her
tongue lavishing his hot hard meat. She could feel his cock swell to
completely fill her mouth an d she quickly moved away. Stripping off
her robes, she straddled him and slowly eased herself onto him, until
he was buried deep inside her.
  Her inner muscles began to milk him, and she began to ride his cock,
her own desires now fully ignited.
  Faster she moved, as his hips began to match her movements in the
ancient rhythms.
  Suddenly, she threw her head back and moaned quietly, her cunt
convulsing around him, triggering his own orgasm, and he filled her
with spurt after spurt.
  Slowly she released him and sucked his cock clean of their combined
juices. Slowly she dressed, a warm smile on her lips as again she
watched him sleep. A gentle kiss on his brow....
  Once again, his room was empty, his sleep now filled with
dreams......


                         Office Girl
                              By Ariel Witch

  I have come to your office looking for a job. Your secretary has
shown me to your private office and closed the door behind her.
You rise to shake my hand, and I try to be subtle as my eyes move
over you. You offer me a seat in a large chair opposite your desk,
and I sit, crossing my legs.
  "So what are your qualifications?" you ask, and I notice that you
are staring at where my skirt has ridden up, revealing a glimpse
of creamy white thigh above my dark stockings. I begin to tell you
of my job experience, but you are not listening. Your green eyes
are roaming over my body.
  "Are you wearing anything under that skirt?" you ask. I blush,
and murmur "No,sir." "Uncross your legs and spread your legs
apart," you order me. The authority in your rough voice starts my
juices flowing. As I slowly part my legs, my skirt rises up,
allowing you a full view of my moist pussy lips. I can feel the
juices oozing down the crack of my ass.
  "Mmmmmmm, nice," you say, moving in front of me and kneeling. You
push my legs apart further, opening my hot wet cunt to your
inspection. You grab my hips, and pull me forward in the chair,
then use your fingers to part my cunt lips, revealing my hard
throbbing clit, slowly you suck it into your mouth, flicking it
with your tongue as your fingers creep towards my cunt. My legs
begin to tremble as you lick and suck at me. You slide two long
fingers into my pusyy, slowly, as my cunt tries to suck them in
deeper. You slip your fingers into, slowly, just up to the first
knuckle, teasing, slipping in and out. My thighs are trembling and
you can feel my clit pulsing beneath your slowly moving tongue.
  My juices are flowing faster and we can hear the sucking noises
as my cunt grips your fingers. Suddenly, you dart your stiffened
tongue into my cunt and out again, giving my clit a fast flick,
then back into my cunt, a little deeper this time, lapping at my
juices. Your thumb begins to lightly stroke my clit as you dart
your tongue in and out of my cunt.
  My moans are getting louder now, and I try to force my cunt onto
your probing tongue. You can tell that I am very close to coming.
"Not yet," you say, rising and pulling me to my feet. My legs are
trembling so that I can barely stand, and my juices are dripping
down my thighs. My clit is throbbing and swollen. I move my hand
down, wanting to stroke my clit, wanting to come, needing to come,
but your large hand stops mine. "Not until I say so,"
you tell me and lead me towards your desk. You tell me to sit on
the very edge and I do. You push my skirt up and force me back down
on the desk, my ass at the very edge.
  "Make yourself come, " you say, "I want to watch you."  As you
watch me, you unzip your pants, and slip them off. Your cock is
hard, with a glistening pearl of pre-cum oozing from the slit. It
looks delicious and I lick my lips as I watch you begin to slowly
stroke it. My hand is moving faster now, plunging in and out of my
cunt, feeling the pressure building.
  "Don't come yet!" you tell me, still stroking your cock. "Rub
your clit, but very slowly..." I slowly begin massaging my engorged
clit, rubbing my juices over it. My cunt is aching, I want to feel
your cock in me now.
  "Now slip one finger into your cunt, not all the way, just a
little...." Your hand begins to move a little faster now, your cock
seeming to get even harder. You move closer so that your cockhead
is right in front of my mouth. I lick the slit, tasting you, and
start to slowly suck you into my hot wet mouth, my finger moving
in my cunt, slowly, churning up all the hot flowing juices.
Holding your cock, and still stroking it, you begin to feed it to
me, and I eagerly suck it in, inch by rock hard inch, until my lips
are wrapped around the root and the head is deep in my throat. You
begin to fuck my mouth, slowly at first, and I caress your balls
with my other hand, feeling them begin to tense, feeling your cock
begin to throb and pulse in my mouth. My fingers are moving rapidly
now, wanting to come as you come in my mouth......
  You slowly pull your glistening cock from my hungry mouth and
move my fingers from my pussy. You lock your elbows under my knees,
my legs across your shoulders and push your cock towards my
dripping cunt. Holding it with one hand, you rub the head of it
along my juicy slit up to my clit, teasing me, then back down where
you rub my juices around my puckered asshole. Back up again and you
slowly slip the head between my cunt lips. I try to thrust my hips
upward, wanting every inch of you in me, but you have my legs
pinned and I can't. You feel my cunt trying to suck you in,
grasping at you greedily, but you don't move.
  "Please fuck me!" I moan, my hands rubbing at my clit. "I want to
come!" You slap my hand away. "No, not yet!" you tell me. "I want
you to beg me to fuck you," you say, pushing your cock in a little
further. Then you pull it back out so once again the head is
nestled between my cunt lips. I am writhing on the desk now,
wanting to feel your cock all the way in me, filling me to the
hilt.
  "Beg for it, or I'll stop!" you say, slamming it in in one long
hard stroke and then pulling it almost all the way out again.
"Oh yes!" I scream, "Please, please fuck me now! I want all of your
cock in me!
  Fuck me, fuck me!" Your hot mouth covers mine, drowning out my
moans, as you shove your cock all the way into my cunt and begin
fucking me hard. Your tongue is raping my mouth as your cock
plunges in and out of my cunt, filling it. My cunt grips your cock
even tighter as I start to come, my screams filling your mouth. You
feel my cunt pulsing around your cock as my juices stream out. You
withdraw your cock from my cunt and stand up.
  "But YOU didn't come," I protest.
  "Oh, I will, I will, you'll see," you smile  and I wonder what
you are going to do to me now.
  Your cock is slick with my juices and throbs as I watch you walk
to your coat closet. Reaching in, you pull a handful of ties from
the closet and return to your desk.
  "Roll onto your stomach," you tell me, and I do so, my belly
against the desk, feet on the floor. You begin to bind my wrists
to the desk and my ankles to the desk legs, tightly, so that I
can't move. I can feel my come puddled beneath my belly and still
some oozes from my cunt.
  "Do you want more?" you ask me, slipping one finger into my cunt
and stroking slowly. "Yes...." I moan, pushing myself onto your
plunging finger. You slip your finger from my cunt and began
massaging my asshole, smearing it with my juices and gently
slipping your finger inside. Your other hand is softly stroking my
clit, feeling it grow hard again. With your other hand, you rub
your lubricated cockhead against the tight ring of my ass, forcing
it inside, very slowly, stretching my cherry asshole to allow full
entry for your hard cock.
  You push in another inch, then another, as my tight asshole
contracts around your dick. It feels so good! Further in you slip,
until your entire cock is buried deep.
  "Do you like it?" you ask me, and I answer you with a moan. Your
fingers are moving faster on my clit now, every now and then
sliding into my cunt to smear the juice over my clit. "Beg me to
fuck your ass," you tell me. "If you don't beg, I won't come, and
neither will you." Your fingers are rubbing my clit harder and I
know I am  close to the edge.
  "Rape my ass with your cock!" I moan, "Fuck me deep with it!"
My moans seem to send  you over the edge, for you begin fucking my
ass in hard deep strokes, spreading my cheeks to allow you full
entry, your balls slamming against my cunt.
  Your breathing intensifies with your plunges. "Rub your clit!"
you say, "Rub it and come with me!" Your cock seems to grow even
harder inside me and I begin to finger my clit in time with your
rapid plunges, deeper and deeper you push, faster and faster, until
I feel as if you are going to rip me in two. Suddenly your cock
swells inside of me just as I start to come, and you shoot stream
after stream of hot pulsating come deep into my ass.
  "Yes! Ahhhhhhhh YES!" you scream, your cock buried deep inside
me, and I explode at that instant also, in a loud shriek of
orgasmic pleasure. I feel your come dripping from my ass, there is
so much of it, as you slowly withdraw your cock from me and untie
me. When I turn to face you, you are dressed again. You gently pull
my skirt down over my aching pussy and give me a long, deep kiss.
  "You're hired," you tell me."You can start tomorrow, and be
prepared to take lots of DICK-tation !"


                        Her Mortal Subject
                                 by Ariel Witch

  Ariel was soaking in the hot tub in the Wizard's room, relaxing
after a long day of tormenting mortals in The Land. She was
tired, and bored with dropping zombies and rats all over for
mortals to stumble across. She was in need of a new and amusing
diversion. She began looking over the mortals from her lofty
vantage point above the forests and mountains, wondering if there
was some unwitting fool she could hit with her potent Finger of
Death, terminating their existence.
   Suddenly, she heard someone singing... she glanced around. How
DARE a mortal sing in MY domain!" she thought, looking for the
doomed perpetrator.
   There! There he was, in the main bedroom of the cottage!
   Cloaked in invisibility, Ariel transported herself to the main
bedroom. Sprawled across the unmade bed lay a young and handsome
mortal, bearded and clad in the garments of a wanderer.
   Ariel studied him closely, walking around the bed, wondering
how any mortal could be so happy, and son unaware of her mighty
presence.  She tapped her foot impatiently... was he blind?
   Then she remembered her invisibility  and incanted the proper
spell.
   "Hello, oh wondrous witch!" the mortal smiled at her, as she
took form in front of him.
   "Who might YOU be, mortal?" she asked, her voice cold, her
eyes glaring down at him.
   He rose, towering over here, and enfolded her in a warm hug.
   "I am Kalthanas," he told her, "And you must be the fair
Ariel!"
   Ariel disengaged herself from his embrace and gave him a
steely stare.  "hmmm," she thought, "The mortal has spunk! Maybe
he needs to be taught a lesson in respect."
   Ariel quickly transported herself to the Royal Bedroom and
explained her plans to the Dwarf Queen. The tiny lady chortled
with glee on hearing what Ariel had in mind and gladly
relinquished her chambers to the witch, closing the door behind
her.  Ariel closed her eyes, and uttered the spell of summoning.
   In a flash, Kalthanas was before her, but to her astonishment,
showed no surprise or fear. He coolly looked around the room,
taking in the small but ornate furnishings.  "Nice place you have
here," he told her, "But a bit small for a witch as magnificent
as yourself."
   Ariel stamped one foot in exasperation. "Rise, mortal!" she
exclaimed. "I do believe you need to be taught a lesson!"
   The young man smiled. "A lesson? Hmmmm.... you may find that I
am quite a fast learner.!" he told her.
   Ariel stamped a foot in exasperation. THIS mortal was not
making it easy!
   Kalthanas bowed low. "What is your wish, M'Lady?"
   "Undress me, mortal, and the lesson will begin."
   Kalthanas approached her and slowly removed her robes, laying
them gently across the bed. Then he stepped back, his eyes raking
over her, taking in her lovely form. Ariel felt a blush creep
from her cheeks to her breasts.
   "Do you like what you see, mortal?" she asked him. She could
feel herself becoming excited beneath his steady green gaze.
   Kalthanas smiled, a slow, lazy smile. "Indeed, I do, M'Lady,"
he told her. "Now what is your desire?"
   Ariel stretched across the bed and parted her legs slightly,
giving him a glimpse of her dark, moist tunnel. "Pleasure me with
your mouth," she told him, "That is, if you know HOW to pleasure
a woman that way."
   Still smiling, Kal slid onto the bed, and moved Ariel's legs
farther apart.  He slid his hands beneath her buttocks and lifted
her cunt to his face. He breathed in the heady aroma of her
passion and lightly flicked her swollen clit with the tip of
his tongue, feeling her cheeks clench in his hands.
   Ariel moaned softly, her juices beginning to flow copiously as
his mouth moved over her. He slid his stiff tongue into her juicy
cunt, lapping at her, savoring the sweet honey of her desire. He
began licking her in low, slow licks, moving his tongue from cunt
to ass and back to her throbbing clit. Ariel began to writhe
beneath his touch. He started to lick faster, sucking and
nibbling on her clit as Ariel bucked her hips, thrusting her cunt
into his face. With a loud moan, she let go a flood of
juices, which he eagerly devoured, lapping up every drop.
   Kalthanas arose and quickly removed his own clothing. His cock
was erect, a glistening pearl on it's tip. It bobbed and swayed
as he approached the bed, moving it within inches of her mouth.
   "I am sure that a fair-minded witch such as yourself wouldn't
mind returning the favor just granted," he told her.
   Ariel licked her lips. She had not seen such a magnificent
wand on a mortal in many a day. She took it by the thick base and
began feeding it into her hot wet mouth, pausing to lick the pre-
cum from the swollen head. Inch by inch she took it, until it was
wholly buried in her mouth, savoring the taste of him, loving how
his hot meat throbbed in her throat. Grabbing his ass, she pulled
him towards her, sucking deeper and faster, wanting him to fill
her mouth with his cream......
   Kalthanas seemed to know what the witch wanted and he slid
from her mouth, his cock glistening from her efforts. He moved
between her legs, the tip of his cock at the entrance to her
pulsing cunt. He slowly moved the head inside her cunt lips and
held it there, feeling her cunt trying to suck it inside her.
   "Nay, M'Lady," he told her. "First you must tell me how much
 you want it."
   Ariel twisted beneath him. This was NOT going as she had
planned. This mere mortal had HER begging HIM to fuck her!
   "Fuck me, mortal, do it now! Plunge that magnificent cock into
my cunt!"
   With one swift lunge, Kalthanas buried his cock deep inside
her. He placed her legs over his shoulders and pushed deeper,
getting every hot hard inch inside her steaming pussy. He began
to fuck her in long steady strokes, pulling his cock almost all
the way out each time then plunging it all the way in. He could
feel her cunt gripping him tightly, trying to milk him and knew
that he was close to cuming. Ariel met his every thrust with one
off her own. He could feel his orgasm nearing and he began to
move faster, harder... he felt the contractions of her cunt
around him and the sudden rush of juices from her as he began to
spurt hot streams of cum into her eager cunt.
   "Oh yes, oh yes, she screamed. "I'm cuming, I'm cuming!"
   Her hips thrashed beneath him, her cunt sucking his cock of
every drop of cum. He fell across her, his cock still throbbing
inside her. Slowly he withdrew it and offered it to her lips.
   "Clean it, M'lady," he ordered her, and Ariel sucked their
combined juices from his flaccid but still large cock.
Kalthanas began to dress, and Ariel watched him.
   "I had intended to make you my slave," she told him, "But
instead I am your slave for life."
   "I know," he smiled gently. "You may look forward to many more
of these encounters." He kissed her hand and slipped from the
chambers.
   Ariel lay back and closed her eyes, already dreaming of the
next time.


                       "A Difference In Opinion"
                                  by Kalthanas T. Mortal

   Where was the dragon? Kalthanas smelled the acrid fumes in the air and
hurried his pace, all the while trying to stay silent, else he was dragon
chow.
   He saw a large shadow behind him. It was too late! The dragoon had found
him and was even now bearing down on him for the kill....
   Waking with a start in a sweat-drenched bed, Kalthanas sat up, his heart
pounding and his forehead throbbing. The usually unmade bed was even more
unmade because of his somnambalistic struggles. A nightmare, he told
himself, only a nightmare. He w as about to settle himself back in when he
heard an intake of breath. Squinting into the shadows, he caught the
outline of a witch in a red robe with day-glo astrological signs sewn into
the fabric. Sighing, he sat back and said "I thought I smelled sulfur,
Ariel."
   She giggled and approached his bed. Grinning, she said, "You would do
well not to taunt me, mortal." and stepped out of her robe. His pulse
quickened as her bare form was revealed in the moonlight in all its
splendor.
   "Come to me, wench." he said with a smile.
   "I'll teach you to call me by my proper title, mortal." she was saying
as she crawled across the bed towards him. Pulling aside the sheets from
his still-sweaty form, she saw the
stiffening rod she so longed for. Purring, she said softly, "Some day...."
   "...but not tonight," he finished for her, flashing another mischievious
grin.
    She crawled over his body, pausing here to caress a thigh, there to
lick his belly. At last she stopped, on all fours, suspended above him.
They kissed, deeply, his tongue and hers caught in a fiery embrace. His
agile fingers stroked her breasts twirling around the distended nipples.
    They broke, breathless.
    Turning, she reversed her position above him and wiggled her hips
invitingly, offering her dripping snatch to his face. "Come, Master," she
said with a sarcastic tinge to the word 'master', "Tame your horny witch
yet again, else she will slip from under your power."
    "My slave you are," he said lovingly, "and slave you shall remain.
But," with a tone of reluctance in his voice, "I am also your slave." With
that, he plunged his expert tongue deep into her, causing her to gasp. His
tongue danced and whirled wi thin her, doing things no other being
could approach. Slowly, then quickly, he caressed her swollen clitoris, her
juices falling on his face in a comparative torrent.
    Moaning, Ariel started to occupy herself with the wand that had so
enchanted her. Licking its entire length, she stroked his balls and ran her
fingers through his pubic hair. Long, slow licks that made his cock bob in
anticipation. Slowly, she took him into her mouth. First, the head, which
she swirled with her tongue, and pressed itsopening at the tip. Engulfing
his penis inch by slow inch, Ariel showed her expertise, if not mercy.
    Kalthanas paused in his meal,mmmming in respones to Ariel's
ministrations, then plunged back in with a will, sucking up her juices like
a starving man.
    Finally, she reached the end of his towering member. Her mouth full,
she started in on the long strokes that started Kalthanas aquiver. He laid
flat, feeling her moistmouth caressing his long shaft. When he started
moaning softly, she stopped, and licked off the single drop of cum that she
had brought up. He again licked her dripping cunt, teasing her clitoris. He
stopped and got to his knees on thjhe bed. He stroked her back and thighs,
cupping her ass in his hands and slipping a finger in her pussy.
<to be cont. when I'm not being paged by WW>
    "Mmmmmm," she said, or something close to that.
    Cupping one breast in one hand and guiding his cock into her from
behind with the other, Kalthanas fucked her, plunging the long shaft deep
into her dripping cunt. Ariel arched her head back and her toongue lolled
out of her mouth, a noise halfw ay between a grunt and a moan escaping her
lips.
    She increased the movement of her hips in response to his, her hands
clenching the satin sheets tightly. "Yes," she gasped, "oh, Kal, yes!" and
she came, bucking her hips wildly, her head and long blond hair thrown back
almost viciously in her org asm. They slowed, and she disengaged from
Kalthanas, pushing him back on the pillowcase. Again, she started on his
rock-hard shaft. Slowly licking it of her juices, she took her time kissing
it and running her hands up and down his hairy chest.
    She looked him deep in his half-closed green eyes and then plunged down
on him, taking him fully in her mouth. Shaking, he was on the edge of
coming after a couple of minutes of this, and she stopped. She pulled
herself up to the bed and straddl ed him, her hand holding his cock at the
entrance to her sopping slit, slowly running its head back and forth along
her pussylips. She centered the head of his penis in her cunt. Kissing him
deeply, she descended on him, feeling him fill heryet again . Moving
slowly, she started a rhythm he was quick to pick up, his hands cupping her
breasts. They still kissed, passionately, as the rhythm quickened.
    He finally came, the swiftness of the rhythm almost a blur, and they
both collapsed exhausted on the poor bed, its unmade covers made evn more
in disarray by their actions.
    They lay next to each other, the setting moon casting shadows on the
wall as their pulses slowed and blood cooled. She ran her fingers through
his hair and whispered, "Master..." He smiled at her and whispered back,
    "My master."


                            The Suprise
                                  by Ariel Witch

The office party had dragged on too long as I slipped the note into your pocket
before I left. It reads "Hurry to my apartment, I have a surprise for you!"
You quickly say your goodbyes and headed for my place.

I open the door quickly to your knock and you enter. The only light comes from
several scented candles placed around the room and you notice that the bedroom
door is closed.

"Care for a drink?" I ask you. I am wearing a black satin robe, tied loosely at
the waist, and you wonder what I have on underneath it. You also wonder what
the surprise is.

"No, I had enough at the party." you say. "I know you're wondering what the
surprise I mentioned is..." I say, untying the sash on the robe and letting it
fall to the floor. I slip out of the gown and I am wearing a black lace corset,
and a garter belt with black seamed stockings. The corset barely covers my
breasts and you see two hard nipples staring at you invitingly. You reach out
for me, but I avoid your hands.

I run my fingers over my nipples, caressing them, feeling them grow even
harder, feeling my cunt grow warmer and wetter.  "This is not the surprise,
Walt. I think you will like THAT even more!" I knock lightly on the bedroom
door and it opens from the inside.

"This is my friend, Hilda..."  I tell you, as a tall dark haired woman
enters. She is dressed as I am, only her outfit is red and her green eyes flash
in the candlelight.

"Well, Ariel, " she says, in a low husky voice, "I must say I admire your taste
in men.""  "Shall we all go into the bedroom?" I ask. "Let's help him get rid
of his clothes, first," Hilda says, moving to you and unloosening your tie.
"Oh yes, good idea!" I say, giggling and together the two of us have you
undressed in no time. Each of us taking one of your arms, we head towards the
bedroom and now you can see a large round bed covered in black satin sheets.

"This is going to be fun," I say, with an evil smile...as we walk into the
bedroom, your mind is whirling with thoughts of what awaits you at the hands of
these two sensuous women.  "Lie down on the bed, Walt," Hilda orders you and
you crawl into the middle of the large, comfortable bed and lie on your back,
seeing your reflection in the mirrored ceiling.

I stare at your erect cock, licking my lips. As one, Hilda and I join you on
the bed, she to press her mouth to yours and I to kiss and tongue your cock. As
I work my mouth along the shaft, I caress your balls with my hands. Hilda is
enjoying a tongue dance with you and her mouth is drowning out your moans. I
move one hand to her sopping cunt and slide a finger in, getting it wet with
her juices. I then move that wet finger to your asshole, smearing the juices
around it and as I plunge my mouth down on your cock, I dart the finger into
your asshole. When I do, you thrust your hips upwards, shoving every inch of
your cock into my mouth.

"Mmmmmm, what a wicked tongue you have..." Hilda purrs, and she turns to
straddle your face, her dripping pussy inches from your mouth. At the same
time, I straddle your hips, and, holding your cock in one hand, I center it at
my own steaming cunt, and slowly lower myself onto it. Hilda and I are facing
each other now, and as I ride your cock, she is riding your tongue, both of us
moaning in delight. I reach forward and begin to stroke her breasts and she
does the same to me, rolling my hard nipples between her fingers. I lean
forward to kiss her, and as our mouths meet and tongues intertwine, my cunt
clamps down around your cock and I cum, letting loose a flood of juices that
drip down onto your thighs. Hilda cums too, filling your mouth with her hot
honey, and my mouth with her hot moans. She climbs off of you and walks over to
my dresser, where she removes my favorite dildo from one of the drawers.

She stands by the bed, watching as I continue to ride your hard cock, wanting
to cum again, wanting you to cum too. She slowly slides the dildo into her
sopping snatch, and plunges it rapidly in and out several times. Then she
climbs onto the bed behind me, and pushes me forward so that I am on my hands
and knees, your cock still in me. She places the head of the dildo against my
tight asshole, smearing the juices on it, slowly working the head of the dildo
into me.

You are watching this on the mirrored ceiling, not quite believing what you
are seeing. The further in that Hilda pushes the dildo, the tighter my cunt
grips your cock, and the faster I ride. Each stroke is a long one, so that just
your cockhead is in me at the end of each one, then a fast plunge down to the
base.

As Hilda continues to move the dildo in a little deeper with each stroke,
her other hand has moved to your asshole, where one long finger begins its slow
journey into your anal tunnel. Finally, the entire dildo is in my ass, and she
begins moving it in rhythm with my cock ride, as her finger keeps pace in your
ass. You can feel the dildo against your cock as i ride you. The combination of
sensations is too much, and I cum with a loud scream just as you erupt in hot
jets inside me.

"Yes! YES! YYYYEEEEEESSS SSSSS!" I scream, shaking and quivering with the
intensity of this orgasm. As I feel you start to slip out of me, I feel Hilda
slip the dildo from my cunt. She hands it to me, and then buries her face
between my legs, licking up our juices. As you watch her voraciously eating me,
your cock begins to harden again. I plunge the dildo in and out of Hilda's cunt
as her tongue laps at my cunt.

She notices that your cock is hard again and with a wicked smile she says
"Think you are up to ass fucking me?" and gets on her hands and knees in front
of you. You kneel behind her, and place your cockhead against her puckered
hole. "Don't be gentle, " she tells you, "I want you to rape my ass with your
cock!" With that, you roughly shove your cock in to the hilt, burying it
deep. You spread her luscious cheeks apart, so that you can push in further.

"Yes!" she moans, "Fuck my ass now!"

As you begin thrusting in and out, I move beneath her and tongue her swollen
clit. I watch your balls slap against her pussy with each thrust and it excites
me so much, that I begin fucking myself with the dildo, keeping time with your
plunges into her ass and my tongue strokes on her clit. As I feel myeslf
getting closer, I begin to tongue fuck her, tasting her juices, feeling her
cunt contract around my stiff tongue. You are the first to cum, filling her ass
with your pulsing streams, and I follow shortly, my cunt clamping onto the
dildo tightly.

"Don't stop!" Hilda moans, and I don't know if she means you or me, so I
continue darting my tongue in and out of her, licking at her clit, as you
continue to fuck her ass.

"Oh God, I'M CUMMING!" she screams and her hot honey covers my face. I do my
best to lap it all up, but there is too much. You slip out of her and fall onto
the bed, exhausted. Hilda collapses next to me with a contented sigh.

"Mmmmm," is all I can manage. "Let's all shower," Hilda says, and I look at
her, the evil glint in her eye matching mine. The shower stall is huge and
there is planty of room for the three of us. I turn on the water and adjust the
temperature and the spray so that it is a hot, pulsating stream. As I bend over
to adjust the faucets, you approach me from behind, grabbing my hips and
grinding your groin against me. Hilda presses her warm full breasts to your
back and reaches around to give your semi-erect cock a none too gentle squeeze,
as if trying to urge it back to its full hardness.

"I dunno," you say. "I may need to rest for a while." Hilda and I smile at
each other, knowing there will be no rest for you until the two of us are fully
sated. The water set to a comfortable temperature, I turn and kneel before you,
kissing down your belly and thighs, teasing you, watching your cock quiver and
bob as it slowly returns to its former erect state. As it grows, I begin to
lick along the turgid shaft, sucking your balls into my mouth gently, then
licking back up to the head of your cock, teasing the tip with my tongue.

At the same time, Hilda kneels behind you and gently parts your ass cheeks
with her hands. She slowly runs her wet tongue around your asshole, then
suddenly darts her tongue into it, just a bit at first, wiggling it slightly,
then she worms it in a bit further and begins to thrust it in and out rapidly.
When her tongue penetrates you for the first time, your cock swells in my
mouth and I quickly move away saying "Hilda! Not yet!" She rises to her feet
and reaches for the large bar of soap and the loofah sponge.

As one, she and I wash you and each other, hands and suds everywhere, slippery
sounds permeating the entire room. When we are all squeaky clean and rinsed
free, i hand around large warm fluffy towels and we dry each other. I take
pains to gently pat your throbbing cock dry, not wanting to stimulate you any
more for the moment.

"Last one on the bed is the slave," Hilda calls, and we dash to the bedroom,
leaving you behind, your eyes half closed and feeling slightly weak-kneed.
"Oooo, our slave! He has to do excatly what we say!" I murmur. "lay down,
Walt!"

You lay down in the center of the bed, cock once again pointing at the ceiling,
as you stare at the two clean, sensuaous bodies next to you. "What shall we
do?" I ask Hilda, with a small evil smile. "I want to watch him stroke his
cock, " she says. She looks at you with her smoldering green eyes. "Did you
hear me, Walt?" she asks you, her voice thick. "Stroke it....NOW!"  Your hand
steals towards your cock a,d you start to stroke it slowly, running your plam
over the head, and then stroking the precum all along the shaft of it.

Hilda's tongue licks across her lips as we both stare at your hand moving on
your cock. We kneel, one on each side of you, and reach across you to kiss each
other deeply. My right hand steals into Hilda's cunt and her left slips into
mine, and we begin to ffinger fuck each other.  Her right hand moves to your
cock as does my left, and she pushes your hand away as together we begin to
stroke you in perfect unison with our plunging fingers.

Hilda moves her mouth from mine to tell you "Tell us when you are going to
come, Walt..." and she lowers her mouth to my swollen nipple, and begins to
suck and nibble on it. Our hands increase their pace, both on each other and on
your cock. You have begun to thrust your hips up with each stroke, and the
three of us fill the air with moans and sighs.

"I'm going to cum..." you tell us....."NOW!" Two hungry mouths dart down to
your cock and Hilda is the first there. She takes your cockhead between her
lips just as you shoot your first pulse. She swallows and quickly surrenders
your cock to me, and I cover it with my mouth just in time for the second
spurt. As I swallow and continue to suck, Hilda's tongue races along your
shaft, feeling it throb with every spurt, and I suck and swallow every hot
drop. As your cock shrinks in my still-sucking mouth, I slide it from my mouth
and push Hilda back onto the bed next to you. I push her thighs apart and
bury my face in her cunt, licking along her furred slit, flickering her clit
with my tongue, savoring her sweet taste.

"Come here, love," she tells me, "I want to eat you too," and i turn,
straddling her face, and moving my cunt with reach of her tongue. She gently
parts my cuntlips with her fingers and begins to lick and suck at my pussy. We
are both close, so close that within seconds, we are both shaking in orgasmic
delight, juices flowing, tongues lapping. "Yes! Yes!" I scream, "Oh God, YES
YES!!"  "I'm cumming! I'M CUMMING!" her scream answers mine, and as our orgasms
die down, we fall apart. I nestle my head on her thigh, and she continues to
stroke my thighs and legs.

Even though our lovemaking has excited you intensely, your cock remains soft.
You move so that you can reach both of our cunts with your hands, and slowly
slip a finger into each of us, stroking, feeling the hot wetness of our
tingling pussies. Your fingers move inside of us, churning up our juices,
feeling our cunts grow hotter and even <unbelievably> wetter. My head thrashes
back and forth and my hips begin to thrust to meet your hand's movements in me.

Suddenly I push your hand away and jump from the bed. I move to the dresser and
take something from one of the drawers. With my back to the bed, you can see me
fastening something about my waist. Hilda's eyes widen; she KNOWS what I am
doing. I turn around to face the two of you and strapped to my crotch is a
huge, thick dildo. I slowly walk back to the bed, legs slightly apart, smiling.
I stroke the dildo lightly, as if it were a real cock and pull it forward to
show that it is a double headed one and the other end of it has been swallowed
by my hungry pussy.

"Oh, lover...." purrs Hilda, a gleam in her eye. "Are you going to fuck me with
that hot nasty thing?" I slide onto the bed and begin stroking Hilda's inner
thighs. You have moved away so you can watch this. You have never seen a woman
fuck another woman. I kneel above Hilda and holding the dildo in one hand,
rubbing the head all around the entrance to her sopping slit, then move it up
to her clit, teasing, rubbing.

"Ohh, hon," she moans, "Don't tease, fuck me NOW!"

I slid just the head of the dildo into her and the movement pushes the other
end even deeper into my cunt. She bucks her hips upward, but I just slowly fuck
her pussylips with the head of the dildo, moving slowly in and out. "Do you
want me to fuck you?" I ask her, poised above her, the dickhead nestled just
between her cuntlips. "Yes," she moans. "PLEASE! FUCK ME!" I push the dildo in
slowly, feeling it slide all the way into her greedy cunt, and the other end
fills me. I begin to move faster now, in long strokes, and as the dildo pushes
into her cunt, it is slipping out of mine.

"Oh, lover..." she moans, her eyes slitted with pleasure. "Take it off for a
minute, I want to feel your hot cunt against mine, I want to feel our clits
together."

I reach behnind and unstrap the dildo and let it fall to the bed. Hilda holds
her cunt lips apart revealing her red throbbing clit. It is hard and almost as
big as as a fingertip. I move up, one hand spreading my lips and slower lower
myself onto her. Your eyes widen as you watch the hot female flesh merge, watch
our hips grind as we rub our clits together. "Oh, that's so wet, so hot," she
murmurs. "Let me fuck you with my clit."  I move upwards slightly, my cunt over
clit, which has grown even harder and and we move together, her clit able to
move into my cunt for half an inch. I can feel it throbbing in me as our hips
move. It feels almost like a miniature cock in me. I am being fucked by my
lover without a dildo, just by her hot, hard, throbbing clit and it feels
fantastic.

The closer I get to cumming though, the more my need to be filled completely,
so I move away and strap the dildo back on, inserting the other end back into
my cunt. As you watch me getting ready to again plunge it into Hilda's waiting
cunt, you move closer to me. You have been stroking your cock while watching us
and precum is flowing from it as it pulses in your hands.

"Start fucking her," You tell me, "Because I am going to shove my cock up your
ass when you do." I plunge the dildo hard and fast into Hilda, pushing her legs
as wide as I can so I can go deep. You kneel behind me, rubbing the slippery
head of your cock around my asshole.

"If you're going to fuck my ass, then do it!" I tell you, and you slam it into
me, shoving it roughly all the way into my, pulling my hips back so that it is
buried deep. As you plunge your cock in and out of my cunt, my movements into
Hilda's cunt coincide with yours. I am fucking her and being ass fucked by you
in perfect unison.

I lean forward and kiss Hilda, a long deep kiss, our tongues meeting, probing.
She begins to tremble and I can feel the sudden heat from her pussy. "I'm
cumming!" she screams, thrusting her cunt up to meet my deep plunge into her,
which causes the dildo in my to ram me hard and deep, triggering my own climax.
You begin to pump faster into my tight as, which makes the double-headed dildo
continue to fuck the two of us, and we both quiver in yet another orgasm. You
pull my ass cheeks apart as you fuck me, opening me so that you can plunge in
even deeper, and I feel your cock suddenly swell and I push backwards so that
you are fully in me as it holds and shoots your hot cum deep into my ass. I
collapse onto Hilda, sucking one of her hard nipples into my mouth. Your cock
still pulses in my ass as you collapse across my back. The three of us lay
sandwiched until we get our breath back, then you slowly slide your cock from
my ass. I slip the dildo out of hilda and unstrap it, then turn to you and lick
your cock clean.

Hilda rises from the bed and smiles a slow, lazy smile. "I'm going to shower,"
she tells us and closes the bathroom door behind her. "I guess my night of
slavery is over, huh?" you say, reaching for your clothes.

"Not quite," I smile, wickedly....."Not quite....."  I lay back on the bed, and
spread my legs wide, showing you my dripping cunt. "You haven't eaten me yet,"
I tell you. "I want you to eat me and suck up every drop of my cunt honey." As
I tell you this, I contract my cunt muscles and you can see it pulsing as you
approach it. Lowering your face to my pussy, you suck at the lips, running your
tongue along the slit and fastening your mouth on my clit. You gently suck it,
tongue flicking it lightly, then lick back down to my cunt. You push your
tongue into my tight cunt, tasting the sweetness of my juices, and you lap them
up as they start to flow faster. Your thumb begins to massage my clit in slow
circles as your tongue darts in and out of me.

With a loud moan I cum, my juices covering your face as they gush out of me.
You lick me clean, which is almost impossible because every tongue stroke
causes a fresh flow of wetness from me. I smile at you and say "You are hereby
released from your night of slavery"

"As you dress, you wonder... will you ever be released from the spell of these
two, hot, magical women?


                         The Fiery Stream Of Desire
                                       by: Ariel Witch

 Heedless,
 we plunge headlong
 into
 the fiery stream of desire.
 Then,
 our passions singed,
 we bathe our blistered souls
 in cool disdain.


     Snapshot
     by: Ariel Witch

 You fade in my memory
 like some ancient,
 yellowed photograph
 on which creases
 have muddied the faces
 and time
 erased their expressions.
 Perhaps those people
 were smiling
 when the obliging camera
 froze them into permanence,
 I can no longer tell.
 Perhaps once,
 you smiled also.


     I NEED YOU
     by: Ariel Witch

 I need you.
 Yes,
 it is an admission of weakness
 but I am not ashamed.
 A great many things
 have been motivated by need
 and a great many people,
 more noble than I,
 have gone down on their knees
 for less noble needs
 than my need of you.

 My want of you
 is another story.



     TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN
     by: Ariel Witch

 Green eyes are everywhere,
 haunting me, taunting me,
 dark, deep green eyes
 that flatter in wanting me.


     EIGHT HOURS A DAY, FIVE DAYS A WEEK
     by: Ariel Witch

 Five o' clock.
 Time to gather my thoughts
 and hide them in my desk drawer
 and hurry home to you.
 You'll have coffee
 and a smile waiting.
 But after today
 I want only the warmth of your arms
 and the sanctuary of your eyes.


     SWEET DREAMS
     by: Ariel Witch

 You invade the bleak wastelands of my dreams,
 violating the privacy of my sleep.
 I welcome this strange invasion of my worlds
 as I welcome the strong sanctuary of your arms.
 Somehow I knew that tonight you would come
 for I have scented myself
 with the essence of wild roses,
 draped my body in a silken gown,
 and now await your lingering caress.
 My lips whisper your name
 and you come to me,
 dulling my senses
 with the sweet opium of your kiss.
 I open myself to you
 and you enter my very being,
 as together we dance the pagan love song
 choreographed by our desire
 and performed upon the stages of our passion.


     WISHFUL THINKING
     by: Ariel Witch

 I saw you
 walking along the sand
 and I longed to call out to you,
 and to have you answer...
 But you were absorbed
 in your own fantasies
 and I was left
 with mere pieces of mine.


     FASCINATION
     by: Ariel Witch

 Do you know,
 I could look at you,
 naked,
 for hours.
 Your perfection
 fascinates me.
 There is no single
 turn of flesh,
 no line or muscle
 that does not blend
 in perfect symmetry.
 You are the very god
 from whose image
 man was cast.


     NULL AND VOID
     by: Ariel Witch

 As one
 we circumnavigate
 this timeless void
 called love.


     LINES
     by: Ariel Witch

 You lean over me
 to reach your cigarettes
 on the nightstand,
 pausing to touch my cheek
 (an afterthought, really-
 -a cigarette is first in mind)
 In the flare of the match
 I see your face
 tenderly lined
 with years of living
 and loving.
 Perhaps
 someday I too
 will be written on your face
 and someone else will read it
 and know me.


      Anticipation
      by: Ariel Witch

 I have waited too long
 for this moment, yet
 I want it to be
 quick and savage.
 I am so hungry for you.
 I want to feel
 your warm, wet mouth
 crushed against mine,
 feel our tongues
 dart and probe.
 I want to love
 your velvet skin
 with my eager fingers,
 trace the line of silken fur
 from your chest to belly
 with my tongue,
 taste all your secret places,
 take your warmth
 into my mouth,
 caress you with my lips.
 I want you inside me
 now now
 so hard and fast
 faster
 faster
 want to feel you deep inside me,
 tear apart my very soul
 with
 your strength.

 I am so hungry for you.


      For JoAnn M.
      by: Ariel Witch

 Hands folded in repose,
 your flowing hair
 a gentle, golden frame
 for the silent serenity
 of your face.
 Your eyes closed lightly
 and a faint smile
 gracing your mouth.
 Looking somehow
 as if only asleep.



      My Pet
      by: Ariel Witch

 Young sweet lion,
 taut,
 the forbidding jungle rhythm
 forcing your walk.
 How I long to have you
 at my side,
 sleek, proud.
 Wild beast of paradise,
 lean, hungry,
 you stalk the outer edges
 of my dreams,
 bidding me enter your domain,
 daring me to cross the fringe
 of territorial balance,
 taunting me with the promise
 your tawny body holds.
 How I long to run with you,
 free...
 free in the night storms,
 free in my day dreams,
 free...



      Harvest
      by: Ariel Witch

 We have walked
 through the wheatfields
 of our lives.
 Like wheels
 on the wagon of time
 we have moved
 through the golden minuets
 until,
 like sheaves of wheat,
 they have ripened with age
 and now are dust.
 Had we known
 that our lifetime
 would so soon be gone,
 we might have been
 quicker to live.
 We have run
 through the wheatfields
 of our time.



      Frolic
      by: Ariel Witch

 All today
 I was child
 in the thought of you.
 I climbed a tree
 and read all the names
 carved on it.
 I watched a couple
 making lazy love
 in the bushes,
 and children
 racing through
 the dusty heaps of leaves.
 We could have had
 a picnic here,
 you and I,
 and spent hours
 climbing trees,
 carving our initials
 and making love
 in the dusty leaves.


      Nothing In My Eye
      by: Ariel Witch

 Last night
 when you were leaving me
 you asked why I was crying.
 I said
 it was only
 something in my eye.
 Perhaps
 if I had told the truth
 you would still be here.

                                 Story
                                     by Ariel Witch

   The Lady Ariel was growing impatient. The sun had risen high in the sky
and still her maidservant, Winifred, had not yet appeared to draw the bath.
Ariel stamped one fott in exasperation. Damn! Where WAS that girl? Didn't
she know that today was Fair e Day? It would not do for a Lady to arrive
late! AAriel pulled her dressing gown around her and continued to pace the
floor.

   There was a timid knock at the door. "Oh, do come in!" Ariel cried.
   "You are so late!Hurry and fill the bath!" Her back to the door, Lady
Ariel dropped her gown to the floor and looked out the window to where
tradesmen were busily setting up the stands to display their wares. She
heard a loud intake of breath behind her and whirled around to find a tall,
handsome youth staring at her nakedness, red-faced.
   "And who might you be?" she asked him.
   "I am William, Winifred's brother. She is ill and sent me in her stead."
   "And are you skilled in the arts of ministering to a Lady?" Ariel asked
him. The youth was clad in thin home-spun trousers and tunic, his feet bare
and dusty fromthe road.
   "Nay, M'Lady, but Winifred gave me instruction 'ere I left the house."
   "Very well, then, you may draw the bath." Ariel returned to the window.
As she watched the Faire grounds being transformed, she could heard the
splash of water filling the iron tub behind her.
   "The bath is ready, M'Lady," William said. Gracefully, Ariel moved to
the tub, and slowly slid into the warm water, submersing her body
completely, her head back against the rim of the tub, eyes closed.
   "Well done, William, " she said. "You may wash me now." When there was
no response, she opened her eyes. William stood by the tub, his face again
red, hands at his sides.
   "What is the matter? Have you never washed a woman before?"
   "Nay, M'Lady..." he whispered, eyes down. "I have never seen a woman
undressed before."
   "Come, how old are you?"
   "Nineteen, M'Lady."
   "Nineteen and never seen a naked woman? I cannot believe that!"
   "'Tis true. I spend my time learning the art of swordsmanship. I have
little time for anything else."
    Ariel had noticed the large bulge in the young man's trousers as he
spoke.
   "I see, " she replied. "And it looks to me as though you have quite a
fine sword, indeed!" She reached out one wet hand and softly placed it
against the youth's erect cock, feeling the heat of his manhood through the
thin material covering it.  She could feel the tremor that passed through
William's body as she touched him, causing a similiar shiver to course
through her. Could it be possible? A virgin in the kingdom? The thought of
having this delightful young man with the huge cock al l to herself started
her juices flowing. She licked her lips as she smiled at him.
   "Today, William, you will learn all there is to the art of pleasing a
woman. Would you like that?"
   "If it pleases M'Lady," he murmured. Ariel gently squeezed his throbbing
cock.
   "I think THIS will please me very well indeed!"

     Ariel rose from the bath, the beads of water on her skin making her
alabaster flesh shimmer in the sunlight. A drop of water perched upon one
of her erect rosy nipples. She motioned for Willaim to move closer, and
when he was next to the tub, she quickly tugged his tunic over his head,
revealing his muscular and almost hairless chest. Her hands moved to the
drawstring of his breeches, and slowly undid the knot there, loosening the
tie and letting the trousers fall to the floor.
    Her eyes widened at the sight of his huge cock, sprouting from a nest
of thick dark curly hair, and the heavy sacs beneath it.
    "Come into the tub with me," she invited him, "And let us wash each
other."
    William slowly slid into the water, and Ariel sat facing him, the water
covering both to mid-chest. His eyes were fastened to her firm breasts and
the hard pink buds that tipped them. She saw his gaze and smiled.
    "Would you like to touch them?" she asked. William nodded.
    "Oh yes, M'Lady, very much!"
    Ariel took his hands and gently placed one on each breast. He remained
motionless for a moment, feeling the heat of her skin against his wet
palms. He began to softly knead her breasts, and his thumbs instinctively
moved to gently circle the nipp les. A low moan escaped from Ariel's mouth.
"Oh yes, William, that feels wonderful!"
    As his hands moved over her sensitive mounds, her hands moved to his
cock and she began to wash him in soft strokes, her fingers tracing the
length of his throbbing hardness.  She could feel him trembling.
    "Are you going to come so soon?" she asked him.
    "I think soo, M'Lady," he moaned. Ariel darted her head beneath the
water and took his cockhead into her mouth as her hands continued to pump
his prick. In a moment he began spurting his thick cum between her avid
lips and she swallowed hungrily until he was dry.
    She came up from the water and looked at William, whose eyes were half-
tted with passion.
   "Did you like that?" she asked him.
   "I have never felt anything like it before," he confessed.
   "It was wonderful."
   "Come, let us wash each other and we can retire to my bed chambers,
where I will teach you how to repay that favor. And then later on, you can
slide that magnificent sword into my sheath."


                              The lie
                                   By Ariel Witch

   It was a cloudless night. The full moon lit the trees surrounding the
highway. My thoughts were not on the road before me, but on the man I had
just left. Did I love Bob enough to marry him? Sorting out my feelings had
never been easy for me, so my concentration was not on driving.
   One moment, the road ahead was clear, the next a man was standing about
a hundred yards before me. He flung his arm up in front of his face as if
to shield his eyes from my headlights. My foot move towards the brake, but
it was too late. I felt the impact as the car hit him and the double
shudder of the wheels running over his body. I didn't stop until I reached
the safety of my apartment.
   I barely made it to the bathroom before I was violently ill. I stripped
off my clothing, praying that a hot shower would wash the accident from my
mind. It didn't, and I spent a fitful, sleepless night.
   The next day I called in sick to work, saying I had the flu. I scanned
the morning papers but there was no mention of the accident. I chain-smoked
and drank pots of hot, black coffee.
   I found the article on page three of the evening paper. It read: "Harold
Evans, 23, was struck by an unidentified hit-and-run driver late last night
on Highway 9. Police are seeking possible witnesses who may be able to
identify the vehicle invo lved."  Was he dead? The article didn't say and I
wasn't about to call the police and ask.

   I returned to work the following day and was trying to catch up on
unprocessed claims when someone approached my desk. I looked up to find a
good-looking young man standing before me.
   "May I help you?" I asked pleasnatly, although I was annoyed at having
my concentration broken.
   "I certainly hope so, Susan," the man said.
   "Who are you?" I aked, wondering how he knew my name.
   "I should think you'd recognize someone you'd struck with your car."
   "You're alive!" I yelped.
   "No. Actually, I'm dead. Quite dead." He paused, and glanced around the
office where some of my co-workers had stopped to stare at my outburst.
"please be aware that no one else can see me, only you, since you caused my
all too early demise."
   "What do you want?"
   "That should be obvious, Susan. I want you to turn yourself in. It seems
that I can't properly rest in the afterlife until someone confesses to my
death."
   "I can't do that!" I hissed.
   "Is there a problem, Susan?" Mr. Armstrong, the office manager, was
bending over my desk. "Are you still not feeling well?"
   "I'm fine," I answered. "I felt dizzy for a moment, but I'm all right
now."
    "Then I suggest you return to your work since you're already a day
behind!"
    Harold stood there, smiling, apparently pleased by my discomfort.
    "Turn yourself in, Susan. Until you do, you'll never be free of me.
I'll be everywhere. Sometimes you'll see me, sometimes you won't, but i'll
be there, nevertheless."
    My mouth hung open with my reply, but before I could manage a word, he
was gone.
    "Everywhere, Susan...e v e r y w h e r e....." his icy whisper chilled
my soul.

   That evening I stopped at the market to pick up a few things for dinner.
   "Not THAT tomato, Susan, it's not quite ripe." I froze at the sound of
that voice. I truned but there was no one nearby.
   "Sometimes you'll see me, sometimes you won't...."

   Harold shared breakfast with me the next morning, although he, of
course, did not eat. I saw him again at lunchtime in the mall across the
street frerom my office. That evening he appeared in my living room,
remarking on how comfortable my apart ment was.

   Bob had called several times since his proposal and I had been brusque
each time. The phone rang then and I grabbed it, glaring at Harold. It was
Bob and I invited him over.
   "He won't see me," Harold grinned," But YOU will. It should be amusing
to watch you try to ignore me. Or perhaps I won't let you see me and I'll
just watch the two of you make love."
   I called Bob back, saying I felt a headache coming on and wasn't up to
company.
   The next few days were hell. True to his word, Harold was with me
everywhere I went, day and night. I called in sick to work so often that I
was finally fired. I was behind in my rent and my car was repossessed. All
I had left was my sanity and I could feel my grip on it slowly loosening.

   "Harold!" I screamed. "Where are you????"
   "Right here, Susan," the icy voice purred in my ear.
   "You win, Harold. I can't take it anymore. I'm going to turn myself in."
     "Very good, Susan. As soon as you give your statement to the police,
I'll leave you forever."

   At the police station door he said "I'll miss you, Susan. I've really
grown quite fond of you. But now you'll go to your just punishment and I'll
go to my eternal rest. Goodbye, Susan."

   The desk sergeant took my statement and I was held pending a trial.  The
jury found me guilty of manslaughter and I was sentenced to five years in
prison.
   From the first day alone in my cell, my sense of freedom has been
complete. I am begiining to relax now and no longer jump at the slightest
sound, or wait to hear his horrid, icy whisper.

   "Hello, Susan.....Susan......I lied."


                           The Witching Tree
                                    By Ariel Witch

   Deep in the Golden Forest, hidden from the eyes of those unfamiliar with
the woods, near the edge of the clearing known as the Fairie Ring, stood a
massive, gnarled Oak tree, its widely spread branches shading the entire
glade, its twisted roots making the ground surrounding it almost
unwalkable. The many birds of the forest chose to nest nearby in the
delicate Ruby Trees or the graceful Willows, forsaking the leafy arms of
the Oak for the beauty of the other trees.

    Seated in a circle in the clearing, the Fairie children listened as
Queen Mab told them the oft-repeated story of how the mighty Oak came into
being...
   "Many, many years ago, a brash young woodsman angered the Witch of the
Woods, Leira, by destroying some of her oldest and most treasured trees,"
she told them. "And the Witch cast a powerful spell, thereby turning the
woodsman into an ugly old O ak tree. She pointed to where the Oak stood,
taller than the surrounding foliage, its trunk twisted, knotty and somehow,
menacing. "There it stands, to this day, a reminder of the Witch's anger
and vengeance. See how all the birds shun its branches?  See how no grass
nor flowers grown around its twisted roots? Its anger at being immobile can
be felt in the very vibrations of the air around it."
    As she spoke, the branches of the Oak, heavy with masses of leaves,
seemed to quiver in frustration. Wide-eyed, the Fairie children moved
closer together, shivering.
     With a gay laugh, the Witch of the Woods came into the clearing, her
arms wide.
    "Ariel! Ariel!" the children cried, running to the Witch and hugging at
her legs.
   "Children! You'll make me fall!" she laughed, patting heads and chucking
chins. "And you, Mab," she teasingly scolded, "Are still passing on that
story woven by my Great-Grandmother."
   The Fairie Queen smiled, bent towards the Witch and whispered, " 'Tis a
grand tale and keeps the wee ones in line, else I'd be chasing them hither
and you through these woods."
    "I've always wondered why the forest creatures shun the Oak, " Ariel
remarked. " 'Tis not an ugly tree. Surely its thick branches are sturdier
and offer better protection from the weather than those of the Willow or
the Ruby Tree."
   "Next to the other trees, the Oak IS ugly. Beasts are no different from
humans in preferring beauty to utility." Mab clapped her hands together.
   "All right, children, time to gather mushrooms! Follow me and let's try
and stay together, shall we?  " She winked at Ariel, and with the children
forming a scraggly line behind her, marched off into the surrounding
forest.

   Ariel stood alone in the clearing, gazing at the Oak. "I don't believe
that story for one moment," she said aloud, though she often wondered why
there was only one Oak in the entire forest. Impulsively she went to the
tree and encircled the huge trunk with her slender arms, pressing her cheek
against the rough bark. She looked up, unable to see even the faintest
glimpse of sunlight through the thick, leafy branches. She placed a gentle
kiss against the wood, then turned and made her way bac k the way she had
come.

   The weather was unseasonably warm for Fall and the Witch took advantage
of it to swim daily in the Grassy Pond.The deep green lake grasses on the
bottom tickled her feet and ankles as she swam. Several otters joined her
in play and Ariel laughed at their frolicking. She became so absorbed in
their antics that she did not notice the darkening sky until a bright bolt
of lightning streaked across the black clouds.
   She scrambled from the water, hirriedly donning her gown. Too far from
her cottage to attempt to seek shelter there, she made her way towards the
Oak, but not before the raging thunderstorm broke with full force. Another
lightning bolt split the heavens and Ariel shuddered, clutching the thick
trunk of the Oak. Her eyes clenched tightly shut, she did not see the huge
branches of the tree come down to gently encircle her trembling body,
sheltering her completely from the vicious elements.

   As quickly as it had begun, the storm ended. The air assumed the wet
promise of Springtime. Ariel slowly opened her eyes. The sun was shining
once again and she felt its warmth upon her shoulders. She looked up into a
clear azure sky.
   Wait! She HAD been underneath the branches of the Oak! She looked about
in confusion. There were the Ruby Trees....there, the Willows....where was
the Oak?
   As she looked about the clearing, she felt a gentle hand on her arm.
Startled, she turned to find a woodsman standing by her side. He was tall
and handsome, his green eyes the color of Grassy Pond, his arms muscular
and tanned, his body hard wit h strength.
   "Thank you, M'Lady,"he said, bowing low and kissing her hand.
   "What did I do?" asked the bewildered Witch.
   "You were frightened and put your trust in the Oak. You sought shelter
beneath his strong branches instead of those of the Willow or the Ruby
Tree,"
   "What has that to do with you?"
   He cupped her chin gently, so that she was forced to look into his eyes.
   "I was the Oak. I am Kalthanas, the woodsman your Great-Grandmother
bewitched so many years ago. Your trust in me released me from her spell."
   "I don't understand," Ariel said, "How did that break the spell?"
   "You saw the inner strength the Oak had to offer instead of looking for
outer beauty. You saw inside the Oak for hidden beauty....and found me."
   As he pressed his lips tenderly to hers, Ariel felt her heart begin to
race as she realized the truth of the wodsman's words.
    They were married on the first day of Spring, at the site of where the
Oak once stood. To this day, those who happen across the secluded clearing
marvel not only at the beauty of the trees but at the large rock bearing
the following inscription:

 "Be not afraid to look inside
 Nor fear what ye may find...
 For Beauty on the inside
 Is the most valued kind."