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Cousin Amanda's Visit	By : razzaname Category: S through Z > Sabrina the Teenage Witch Views: 12113 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Sabrina the Teenage Witch, nor do I make any money from this fanfic. It's all for fun.

Chapter List
- 1-Cousin Amanda's Visit
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A last note before the story. This is purely for fun, I do not advocate what goes on in the story. Though Libby does not say no, consent is impossible, this is rape, and if you don't find a problem with doing any of that in reality, please seek help.

That aside, enjoy the story. I might continue it (it's certainly possible), we'll see.

Sabrina sat at her desk, at Scorch Magazine. Some scandal or other featuring some music star she didn’t particularly care about. Wearily, she typed it up, wondering who’d be particularly fascinated by this garbage.
As a witch, she’d expected to find this easier. A few times she’d magicked up a fully-written article, but her boss (like usual) had rejected it. Apparently it needed the human touch.
Still, she wished magic could make her life easier. It did, sometimes, but the side-effects drove her crazy. That being said, she wasn’t an especially practised witch, being a half-mortal, and raised in the mortal realm. The older, fully-witchy witches she’d met never seemed to run into the same problems.
Which would probably be why they always seemed overjoyed at their powers. For her part, Sabrina was getting desperate when it came to money, to work, and to getting laid. She didn’t want to risk using magic for such major things, given her propensity for running into bad side-effects.
She was drawn out of her thoughts when an icon on her computer screen turned into a smiling face.
Sabrina blinked. “Amanda?!”
“Hi Sabrina!” the woman said. “Just wanted to let you know, I’m coming to visit again. One of the other students here burnt down a wing of the hall, so we all get a week off. They said to give you warning.”
Amanda was Sabrina’s younger cousin, who looked to be about seventeen or so, though aging systems were spectacularly unreliable when it came to the long-lived witches. She’d been living at Witchright Hall, a school for delinquent witches, for a couple of years now.
In addition, she was a full-blooded witch, who Sabrina had seen (and, unfortunately, experienced) doing all kinds of, often self-serving, magic, suffering no side-effects.
Maybe she could get a few tips.
Sabrina quickly glanced back, glad to see (as usual) no one at the magazine was paying attention to her.
“Ok,” Sabrina whispered, “See you later. Can’t talk now.”
Amanda waved, before quickly being replaced by an icon again. Sabrina sighed, hoping Amanda wasn’t going to cause more chaos when she returned.
Then, a voice from behind her. “Fancy seeing you here, freak.”
Then again, maybe chaos was something Sabrina could use, if applied properly.
“Libby?” Sabrina turned around, trying to inject obviously false levity into her tone. “Imagine seeing you here.”
“Yeah, thought for sure you’d be in a straitjacket by now,” Libby said.
Libby Chessler, Sabrina’s old school friend. Well, friend wasn’t the right word. Head-cheerleader, alpha-bitch, and long time nemesis of Sabrina. Of course, she was mortal, giving Sabrina the advantage, if only she could trust her powers.
Unfortunately, it turned out Libby had made something of herself. After an affair with a married pop star, every tabloid and trashy magazine in the US had become interested in her: and that included Scorch.
After seeing Sabrina and Libby were acquainted, Sabrina’s boss Annie insisted Libby grant Sabrina an interview. Against both their protests, it was decided, and Libby was made to go to Sabrina’s house later that day.

Before Libby arrived, Sabrina made sure to set things up. She wasn’t going to let this opportunity be wasted.
Her housemates, and long-time friends, Roxie and Morgan were out for the night. Or at least, for a few hours. And if Libby was going to try and torment Sabrina again, Sabrina was going to get revenge, for that, and for her many years at high school.
Mid-planning, Amanda appeared with a pop. It just made Sabrina sigh.
“And of course you can do that,” Sabrina said. “If I tried to teleport long-distance, I’d probably materialize in the middle of a wall, or something.”
“Ok,” Amanda said, slowly, as she approached her cousin, “I’m guessing there are unresolved issues here.”
“You’re guessing?” Sabrina laughed. “The woman who tormented me for all of high school’s some celebrity now, and I’ve got to interview her, ooh, any time now. To top it all off, I can think of so many spells I’d use on her, but any time I use magic everything fails miserably.”
“Wait, you’re having magic trouble?”
“No,” Sabrina said, then sighed. “Well, yes. It’s not a recent thing, it’s all the time. Any time I try a spell, that’s a side-effect that messes things up. No other witch deals with it.”
“Oh,” Amanda sighed, “I know what it is. It’s because you’re half-mortal.”
“Yeah, like you’ve been learning more than me,” Sabrina said, frowning. “How’d you figure that?”
“I go to witch school, remember?” Amanda said. “New theory.”
At that point, the doorbell rang, and Sabrina sighed. Had to be Libby. Promising Amanda they’d continue that conversation, she went to answer the door.
It was almost strange to see Libby dressed in smart clothes, rather than the cheerleader uniform she’d paraded around in at high school.
“Who’s your friend, freak?” Libby said, upon entering. Amanda spoke up, before Sabrina could.
“I’m Amanda, her cousin,” she said, “And you must be Libby, who thinks she’s some hot-shot bitch, right?”
“I don’t think, I am,” Libby said, glaring. “Cousin huh? Guess freak runs in the family.”
Amanda laughed. “You have no idea.”
At that, she reached forward, her hand moving toward Libby’s head. Just when it looked like she was about to punch the woman, somehow Amanda’s hand phased inside Libby’s body, up the wrist. A moment or two later, Amanda pulled something out: a something that looked very much like a two-inch tall man.
“Hey! Hey!” the man struggled on the spot, wriggling and flailing. “Hey! Let me go!”
Libby, somehow, wasn’t reacting strangely. She stood stock-still, staring glassily forward.
“Libby had a man in her head?” Sabrina said, uncertain.
“Pleasure to meet you,” the man said, as Amanda put him down on the kitchen counter. “The name’s Will.”
Libby’s will. Right. Other realm metaphors. Sabrina sighed.
Amanda pointed her finger at the man Will, and a cage formed around him, locking him inside.
“Free Will,” Amanda said, “Or it was. Now she has no will of her own. You wanted revenge, right?”
“And where did you learn how to do that?” Sabrina said. She could’ve sworn nothing like that was in her magic book.
“Witch school, and delinquent school,” Amanda said, proudly. “Use it all the time on the neighbours who poke fun at us. Thanks to them, I can suck dick and eat cunt with the best of them.”
Grudgingly impressed, if surprised by Amanda’s sudden openness, Sabrina smiled. Then:

“That gives me an idea,” she said, and turned to Libby. “Do you still have your old cheerleader uniform? Of course you do, you’d never forget it. Good memories for you. I want you to go to your place, put it on, and come straight back here.”
Sabrina paused, and looked at Amanda: “And she’ll do everything I’ll say, right, now she’s no will inside her?”
Amanda nodded. A devilish smirk crossed Sabrina’s face.
“Do it as fast as you can. Stop only if some guy hits on you. Then I want you to get on your knees, suck his cock, and make him cum on your face. Don’t wipe it off. Go.”
Without another word, Libby turned, and left the house. There was the sound of her car, from outside.
Eyes alight, Sabrina turned back to Amanda. This could be fun.
“Nice,” Amanda said, nodding appreciatively.
“So, anyway,” she said, “What were you saying about me being half-mortal?”
“Oh, that,” Amanda said. “You’re not a full-witch. Your body rebels against more major uses of magic. You can normally pull off small things, but anything large and your mortal side complains, and you know what happens next. Leave the magic to me tonight, k? We’ll have much more fun that way.”
“I bet,” Sabrina said, smiling.
Revenge against Libby. No, it wasn’t that, really: it was purely for her own satisfaction. And with Libby only doing what she said, satisfaction was one thing she’d get plenty of.
Another problem she’d had, was an utter inability to get laid. Sure, she’d had a couple of boyfriends, but they hadn’t gone past groping. Any time they’d tried, something magical had gotten in the way.
If someone had told her years ago her first time was going to be with Libby, well…
“You didn’t do something weird to me, did you?” Sabrina said, frowning. “I’m having strange thoughts.”
“Huh? Like what?”
“Just, well, what I could do to Libby. They’re… not things I’ve considered before.”
“Like what?” Amanda said again, before reading Sabrina’s expression. She chuckled. “Ah. Like eating her sweet pussy, and getting her to do the same to you?”
“Amanda!”
“What?” Amanda said, and chuckled. “You’ve been living too long with mortals. All witches are like that. Bi, I mean. Guys and girls. Extra attraction comes with the powers.”
“I- uh, fine,” this evening was going to be interesting, in more ways than one. “I just- I haven’t exactly done it before.”
“First time with a girl?” Amanda said, playfully. Sabrina flushed.
“Or anyone,” she said, in barely more than a whisper.
Amanda’s eyes went wide. “Oh, Sabrina… This’ll be something for you to remember then,” a grin, before she stepped closer. “Still, we can’t let our first time be with her now, can we?”
Amanda moved closer: Sabrina found herself sitting up on the kitchen counter, as Amanda began pushing the skirt of her dress up. It was as Amanda pressed her lips to the inside of Sabrina’s thigh, just above the knee, that the Will in the cage whistled.
Amanda glanced sideways, and scowled, briefly pointing her finger at him. There was a scream, and the cage vanished, thrown off to who-knows where. Libby wouldn’t be needing her will back, if Sabrina had anything to say.
Then Amanda’s lips touched her leg again, and Sabrina’s thoughts went very, very far away from Libby.
This was a side of Amanda she definitely hadn’t seen before. Not that she was complaining.
Equally though, it was a new side of herself. She hadn’t really expected to have her cousin going down on her in the kitchen, this evening or ever.
“A-Amanda,” Sabrina managed to say, shuffling on the counter, insisting to herself it was for comfort, and not to give her cousin better access.
“What?” Amanda looked up. She frowned. “Sorry, did you want to wait for Libby?”
“I- uh, no,” Sabrina said, quickly making up her mind. “Just, um, there are others living in this house, and they might not be too pleased if…”
“Oh, they shouldn’t be back for a while,” Amanda said. “An hour, at least. That’s enough time for you to cum, Libby to come back, and us to head up to your room for an all-night party. How’s that sound?”
“Oh- um, good. Very good,” Sabrina said.
She had one hand on the counter, to support herself. The other hand, she lifted to rest on Amanda’s head and, taking the hint, Amanda moved lower, and began to trail her lips up Sabrina’s leg.
A moment later, and she felt her panties be pulled down, and away. She kicked them across the room, and let a gasp escape her lips as Amanda’s mouth finally ascended as high as they were going to go.
“Mm,” Amanda said, the vibrations exquisite. “You’re so fucking wet, Sabrina. You’re really looking forward to tonight, aren’t you?”
Honestly, yes. Hell yes. All the yesses. Sabrina had felt a shiver when first learning she could do anything to and with Libby, and things had only been getting worse when she’d made sure Libby would return in a cheerleader outfit sure to be tight on her, and cum on her face.
“J-ust-”
“Just what?” Amanda said, smirking. “Tell me. Do you want your little cousin to fuck you? Do you want her to be your first, to make you cum screaming with only her tongue?”
“I-” where had Amanda learnt this?! “I don’t- I mean, you’re my cousin, I’m not sure if…”
“It’s legal, if that’s what you mean,” Amanda said. “Other-realm legal at least. I won’t tell the mortals if you don’t.”
A moment’s pause.
“I’ll stop if you say,” Amanda said, meeting Sabrina’s eyes from between her legs. “Just tell me. DO you want me to fuck you?”
“I- yes, yes! Please!”
“Say it,” Amanda said, exhaling, and pressing the flat of her tongue to Sabrina’s clit. A moan. “I said, say it. Tell me.”
“I-” Sabrina felt herself flush, but didn’t care, “I want my little cousin to take my virginity. I want you to fuck me with your mouth, I want to scream, I want to- ah!”
Amanda lowered her head again, taking Sabrina’s hand from her hair to make sure she, and she alone, controlled what Sabrina felt.
Then she went to work, properly, tongue tracing the outside of Sabrina’s cunt, lapping up her taste. As soon as that was done, she let her tongue slip inside the half-witch, quickly circling, and feeling Sabrina tremble.
Soon she knew just what she was doing. She lifted her hands, pinning Sabrina’s legs down to the counter, keeping them apart, and making sure she could keep licking Sabrina’s sweet cunt.
Amanda grinned, and exhaled, breath sending a shiver through her cousin. It wasn’t long before Sabrina was moaning, knuckles white as she gripped the counter-top. Her back arched, and Amanda shifted her head, flicking her tongue over Sabrina’s clit. Another moan.
“F-fuck,” Sabrina moaned, thrusting her hips forward, legs flailing in Amanda’s grip, wishing she could wrap them around her talented cousin’s head.
Amanda’s eyes lit up at the sound: her normally pure, sweet cousin cursing from ecstasy. It added an extra thrill, as though this wasn’t already good enough.
Sabrina came, screaming, and shaking, almost falling off the counter if not for Amanda holding her up. After a few minutes of making sure her cousin had maximized pleasure, Amanda lifted her head, lips wet, and grinned.
“How was that?” she said, pleased, “You can get that, and more, tonight. Sounds good?”
“Y-yes,” Sabrina said, exhaling, still shaking.
They went up to her room, quickly stripping, when there was the sound of a doorbell. A glance out of the window confirmed it was Libby, so a naked Amanda went downstairs, and invited her up to Sabrina’s room.
And so Libby stood motionless before the lustful witches, dressed in her old cheerleader uniform. It was in surprisingly good condition: as if Libby’s vanity would allow anything else.
Being meant for her when she was younger, it was tight enough that it accentuated al her curves, almost skin-tight where it mattered. Sabrina could see every inch of the texture of her boobs, and the skirt showed off her hips perfectly.
As expected, Libby’s face was covered in cum, from guys they’d had her suck off when she was going home. It was hard to make out some of her features. There had to be at least five loads there. Some had dripped down, staining her top.
“Lift up your skirt,” Amanda said, sitting beside Sabrina on the bed.
Libby obeyed, revealing a distinct lack of panties, and a completely shaved cunt: a contrast to Amanda’s and Sabrina’s landing strips.
Sabrina zapped a camera into being, taking a snap of the exposed, cum-covered Libby. It was a spectacularly degrading shot, and they’d barely started.
Almost reluctantly, Amanda cleaned Libby’s face with a zap of magic before ordering Libby onto her knees. Winding her hands in Libby’s hair, she gasped as the former cheerleader ate her out.
“Seeing as you’ve already had one,” Amanda said, conversationally. “Anyway, what should we make her do? No holds barred, with my magic, and her will-free status.”
“Are there any limits?” Sabrina said. Amanda shook her head.
“She’ll do anything,” Amanda said, pushing Libby closer to her pussy. “She’ll be a total slut if you ask her to be. And I won’t judge you for anything you want to do, chances are I’ve done worse over at Witchright. And- fuck, she’s got a nice tongue.”
Sabrina tilted her head, regarding their new fucktoy. Libby was on all-fours, the previously relatively-unflattering cheerleading outfit now baring her stomach, and showing off everything.
“I like her ass,” Sabrina said, slightly shocked at herself.
“Fuck it,” Amanda said, absently, zapping a strap-on around Sabrina’s hips. “Take it from me, can feel pretty damn good.”
Sabrina glanced down at the new toy. Straps around her hips, and one pressed against her cunt lips, and a nine-inch, black, smooth toy that fit through the hole, and rested pleasingly against her clit.
“Is it, uh, a bit big?” Sabrina said. She couldn’t imagine taking that size inside her, let alone in her ass.
“Probably,” Amanda said, “Six or seven inch is my favourite. Any more hurts. Who cares, though? If you were fucking me, I’d shrink it. For her, she’ll feel whatever you want. Look.”
Amanda bunched her hands in Libby’s hair, pulling it back to yank her head up:
“Tell me you love to eat my cunt,” Amanda ordered, harsh. Instantly, Libby was breathless.
“I love your pussy, Amanda. You taste like heaven, and you treat me like such a filthy little whore, and-”
Amanda slapped her, for fun more than anything, and cut Libby off by pulling her back against her pussy. She moaned as Libby went back to work.
Now this was the kind of magical fun Sabrina had wanted.
“I’ll fuck her later,” Sabrina said, slightly amazed he could carry on a conversation while naked with her cousin being eaten out by her high school nemesis, “First, I fancy humiliating her. Turnabout’s fair play. When you’re done.”
Amanda gave a loud moan before, breathlessly, pulling Libby up by her neck.
“No, it’s fine,” Amanda said. “She can finish me off later. I’m interested in what you have in mind.”
“She still has her memories, right?” Sabrina said. “Let’s find out every dirty little secret she’s ever kept.”
“I’m intrigued,” Amanda said.
She moved closer to Sabrina, until they sat side by side. Libby stood in front of them, hands to her side, and face still smeared with Amanda’s wetness.
“So, Libby,” Sabrina said, thoughtfully, “First sexual thing you did?”
“I gave Jack Wesson a blowjob,” Libby said. It took Sabrina a moment to place the name: Jack had been on the football team back in high school. A year or two above Libby. “It was in the changing rooms, my cheerleading outfit got him hard, and I wanted to deal with it. I swallowed, every drop.”
“And did you give any more blowjobs?”
Libby nodded. “To the football team,” she said. “Jack bragged about me, and I wanted to prove my skills. I sucked off most of them, except for Simon,” gay, “and Harvey,” taken. “At the end of the year, I sucked them all off at once, on my knees, naked in the changing rooms, while they all gathered around me. I tried to swallow, but I couldn’t take it all so they came on my face and tits.”
Sabrina pressed her legs together, surprised by how insanely turned on the image of Libby giving so many guys blowjobs had made her. She noticed Amanda was touching herself without any pretence at subtlety.
Well, they’d already fucked. Sabrina shrugged, and began to masturbate too.
“Very good,” she said, to Libby. “Now, who was the first to fuck your cunt?”
“Mr Kraft,” Libby said.
Sabrina mouthed an ‘I knew it’. Mr Kraft had been their vice-principal, and later principal, and he’d always seemed biased towards any of Libby’s suggestions. That would explain it.
“I was convincing him to help the cheerleaders,” Libby said, “And eventually I got desperate. I bent over his desk, and lifted my skirt up, and he was happy to fuck me. We did it at least once a week for the rest of my time there. Sometimes I rode him in his chair, sometimes I sucked him off, sometimes he fucked me over his desk again.”
“I knew you were a slut,” Sabrina said, smiling. Amanda glanced across at her: Sabrina frowned. “What?”
“You just lost your virginity to your little cousin, and you’re wearing a nine-inch strap-on in preparation to what should be one hell of a threesome,” Amanda said. “And you haven’t heard most of the stuff I’ve done. Just, don’t act like ‘slut’ is such a bad thing, k?”
“K,” Sabrina echoed, before returning to Libby. “So, next, have you ever had anything in your ass?”
“No,” Libby said. “I almost did with Jack, but his girlfriend walked in.”
So she was going to be Libby’s first, there. Sabrina couldn’t suppress a smile.
Still, she caught herself, before uncovering any more of Libby’s sordid past. She was acting too much like a reporter, less like a vengeful (and admittedly horny) witch.
“Ever been with a woman?” Amanda said, in the brief silence, curling a finger inside herself. “There’s no way you haven’t had practise at pussy-licking.”
“Yes,” Libby said, “The cheerleaders. I wanted to be certain I got on the squad, so I went down on all of them after try-outs, and we kept on doing it after. It’s why I keep my cunt shaved. We found out it’s easy to go down on someone if they’re bare. Sometimes we meet up again, though not as much as we used to. I still love to have their legs wrapped around my head.”
Sabrina moved her hand from beneath the strap-on, to around the toy, rotating it and trying to gauge how it felt when she rubbed it against herself. She didn’t want to go much longer before fucking Libby.
“One last question,” Sabrina said, “What’s the one sexual thing you’ve done, that you don’t want anyone to know?”
Libby answered without hesitation. “After high school, I wasn’t able to get a job,” Libby said, “So I kept my cheerleading outfit when it got too big, and stood on street corners. I had more cocks in my mouth and cunt than I can count, to pay my rent, etc. Guys loved to fuck a cheerleader.”
“Not the only ones,” Amanda said, “You’re clean, right?”
Libby nodded her head. Pleased, Sabrina stood, slightly unsteady on her feet. Fuck, she was looking forward to this.
And she always knew Libby had been a whore. She just hadn’t expected it to be so literal.
“Next order, Libby,” Sabrina said, enjoying herself immensely. “You’re going to get on your knees, and give Amanda the best cunt-licking you can until she cums at least twice. You won’t stop, until you’re told, and when I’m ready to fuck you. In the latter case, you’re going to beg for my plastic cock in your ass. Understood?”
Libby nodded, and was swift to obey. Sabrina couldn’t deny a sudden jolt of pleasure, at seeing her old foe on her knees, eagerly lapping at her cousin’s pussy.
Sabrina got onto her knees too, and pushed Libby’s skirt up, until the curve of her ass was bared. She parted the cheeks, gestured to Amanda to zap a little lubrication onto the strap-on, before pressing the head of the plastic against the entrance to Libby’s virgin ass.
“Please!” Libby cried out, as soon as she felt it. “Please, Sabrina. Fuck my tight little ass, fuck me hard. I want you to fill my ass, be the first person to fuck me there. Treat me like a whore. Use me, fuck me, ah!”
Sabrina pushed forward, sliding her strap-on into Libby’s ass, inch by inch. It went in with surprising ease, Libby stretching to accommodate nine inches, until Sabrina’s hips pressed against Libby’s.
Sabrina exhaled, ecstatic at the feeling, grinding for a moment to feel the toy rub against her clit. She was in Libby’s ass: it was almost hard to believe.
She pulled back, slowly, still getting used to this, before pushing forward again, hearing the slap of skin on skin. And again, and again, beginning to speed up.
She rested one hand on the small of Libby’s back. Keeping Libby in place, she moaned softly, using her other hand to quickly adjust the strap-on before continuing to fuck Libby’s ass.
“Come on Sabrina,” Amanda said, both of her hands wound in Libby’s hair, “Fuck her harder. She can take it.”
Sabrina was glad to oblige, finding this oddly satisfying: she heard a cry escape Libby’s lips, instantly muffled by Amanda’s cunt, and eliciting a moan from her cousin.
It wasn’t long before Amanda thrust her hips forward, grip tightening like a vice over Libby’s head as she screamed, shaking, and pulling on Libby’s hair. “Don’t-” she gasped, while she came, “Don’t you dare fucking stop. Keep on going, keep on,” her words dissolved to moans and gasps, quivering around Libby’s talented tongue.
Sabrina felt a strange thrill, seeing her cousin come apart like that. Her eyes were on her, those small-ish boobs, hard nipples, pushing forward: those parted lips, those eyes shut, that flushed frame… she stared at the screaming woman more than she did Libby, or the ass she was fucking.
“Spank her,” Amanda said, as soon as she could. “That’s got to feel good on my end. Make her shake.”
Experimentally, Sabrina did so, slapping her palm against the curve of Libby’s ass. The way it made her strap-on twitch made her gasp: just as the sudden pain made Libby exhale, and sent a shiver through Amanda.
“Definitely do that again,” Amanda said, a glint of voyeuristic glee in her eyes, before looking down at Libby. “Beg.”
Though Libby’s mouth was still eagerly working Amanda’s clit, she somehow managed to speak, voice only slightly muffled by the witch’s cunt.
“Spank me, Sabrina,” breathless, “Slap my ass until it’s red, punish me like the filthy whore I am. Please, spank me, punish me. Make my ass-”
She was cut off when Sabrina slapped her five more times, quickly getting the hang of spanking. Libby cried out, and Sabrina moaned, addicted to how spanking Libby’s ass made her strap-on move.
Still, she kept moving back and forth: kept fucking, filling Libby up before moving back, and then slamming back in. She’d long since given up on gentleness.
“I like this Libby,” Sabrina said, appreciatively, punctuating it with another slap.
“Don’t stop,” Amanda said, gasping, eyes fixed on Libby’s reddening ass.
If she hadn’t been turned on, Sabrina would have been amused. As it was, she happily went back to giving Amanda a show, her hips speeding up as she thrust into Libby’s ass, while using both her hands now to spank opposite cheeks.
The only sounds in the room were Amanda’s moans, Sabrina’s gasps, Libby’s muffled cries, and the smack of skin on skin as Sabrina became increasingly rough.
Amanda’s moans became all the louder, as Libby began to moan at each slap, and as her body began to shiver with the force of them. While Amanda arched her back, Sabrina was leaning forwards, stopping her spanking some minutes later to reach her hands around, and grip Libby’s hip-bones, pulling her back until the strap-on was buried completely in her ass.
“I’m going to cum,” she whispered, before digging her nails into Libby’s skin, and letting herself moan, thrusting only slightly with her hips as the toy sent shivers through her.
Shaking, screaming, clawing. She barely noticed the long, red scratch marks she was leaving over Libby’s hips as she desperately tried to hold on, tried to grip something as she rode out her orgasm.
Amanda watched, bizarrely fascinated by the sight of her cousin writhing in bliss. Again. She gripped Libby by the neck, pinning her tightly against her cunt, concerned as much by the sense of control as the pleasure she was getting.
“Eat me,” she said, soft, urgent; “Eat me you little whore. Taste me, tongue my clit, make me cum again fucktoy.”
As much as she enjoyed seeing the back of Libby’s head between her legs, her eyes were mostly focused on Sabrina, slightly amazed with the intensity with which her cousin seemed to have cum.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh-” Amanda raised her voice, pressing Libby so tightly against her she was probably struggling to breathe.
Sabrina pulled herself up, keeping the plastic toy in Libby’s ass, even if she was too sensitive to keep moving. Quickly, she zapped the strap away, making sure the nine-inch toy stayed completely in Libby’s ass. She spanked Libby again, pushing it deeper, and making her gasp into Amanda’s cunt.
Unsteady on her feet from her second orgasm, Sabrina moved to the bed, sitting a little distance away from Amanda, and watching her old enemy eagerly eat out her cousin, the skirt of her cheerleader outfit pushes up to expose a delightfully red ass, with the base of a violet toy resting in it.
She watched, transfixed, as Amanda came again, holding tightly onto Libby’s hair, and screaming. Sabrina slowly moved one hand between her own legs, tingling too much to be able to masturbate, but keeping herself in the mood.
Breathless, Amanda pushed Libby away, and she fell to the floor, not even trying to get up.
“Having fun yet?” Amanda said, panting. Sabrina nodded, glad.
“I never- didn’t exactly think of Libby in this way, but…” she inhaled, “Wow. This had better not be your way of saying we’re done, though.”
“Oh, definitely not,” Amanda said. “What do you want to make her do next? Have to say, as much as I like the uniform, I’d like to see her naked.”
“Me too,” Sabrina nodded thoughtfully, before idly telling Libby to strip. As the ex-cheerleader did, Sabrina looked back at Amanda. “Not sure if I can cope with any more sex though. At least, not immediately.”
“Sensitive?” Amanda tilted her head. “Yeah, you get used to that. Just want to watch then?”
“Kind of,” Sabrina said, thinking. “I still want to humiliate her, like she did me.”
“What are you thinking?”
“Well,” Sabrina said, “We could always give Salem some fun.”
“Bestiality?” Amanda’s eyebrows rose, “You have one kinky mind. I like it. First though,” she looked at Libby, “Kiss Sabrina.”
Sabrina blinked, watching as the now-naked Libby stood, and approached her. Still, she didn’t speak immediately, momentarily distracted by how Libby looked. Boobs larger than herself and Amanda, a much more tanned body (with, suspiciously, a lack of tan lines), and her cunt was so wet it dripped down her hips.
“Give it a go,” Amanda urged. “If nothing else, you get to taste me. You should kiss a woman at some point though.”
That was all Sabrina heard, before Libby straddled her, wet pussy brushing her stomach, and touched their lips together.
Sabrina closed her eyes. It was intoxicating, to feel the heat of a cunt and boobs against her body, especially when she was humming from arousal. Then there was the pleasing tang to Libby’s kiss, unmistakably Amanda’s taste, gained from Libby’s fervent cunnilingus.
Distracted, Sabrina barely noticed as the door opened.
She jerked back, out of the kiss, to see her dark-haired housemate Roxie standing in the door way, visibly surprised.
“Hi- uh, oh,” Sabrina stumbled, “Um, it’s not what it looks like?”
Then again, she reflected, three naked, visibly turned on women in one room, one with a toy up their ass, and two making out… there were only so many things that could be, and none of them would be particularly encouraging here.
“Oh!” Roxie said, turning around, but not leaving, only preserving their modesty. “I was going to mention a letter about the cooker’s warranty but- um, we can talk later,” she hesitated, “Don’t worry though, I won’t tell Morgan you’re gay too. Not until you’re ready.”
“Oh, I’m not- um, too?” Sabrina frowned. Roxie shrugged, back to them.
“Yeah, too,” she said. “May as well tell you, now. Finally figured out why none of my dates with guys ever worked. Simple really: I like women. So don’t worry, I understand. Just, don’t tell Morgan.”
“I won’t,” Sabrina said. “And, um, don’t tell her about this?”
“I won’t,” Roxie said, and paused. Then: “You go, girl.”
Shutting the door, Roxie left, and a rather flushed Sabrina turned to Amanda.
“She got home early,” Sabrina said, by way of excuse. Amanda shrugged.
“Too bad,” a pause, “Your friend has a really nice ass though. Don’t suppose, after, we could-”
“No,” Sabrina said, “No stealing my friend’s will. I only agreed to it for Libby because, well, she’s Libby, and-”
“I might not need to,” Amanda said. “You heard what she said, she’s gay. Offer her an orgy with two hot women,” she glanced at Libby, “Or three for that matter, she’d probably say yes.”
“I, uh,” Sabrina hesitated. She hadn’t thought of Roxie in that way, but equally she hadn’t thought of any woman, much less Libby, in that way since tonight.
Dark, long-haired Roxie, with tanned skin, and a body firm everywhere it mattered. Well, she might not say no.
Libby was bent over at the moment, having fallen from Sabrina’s lap. With the camera she’d used earlier, she took another photo of Libby, making sure to capture the image of the toy in her ass.
“Back to Libby,” Sabrina said, shaking off the confusing thoughts. She could deal with that later. “You summon Salem.”
Eyes mischievous, Amanda jabbed her finger forward into the empty air. Sparkles, and then Sabrina’s talking black cat appeared, looking from side to side. His jaw dropped as soon as he saw the naked cousins.
“Am I dreaming?” he said immediately.
“If you think you have a chance with us,” Amanda said, “Then yes. Dream on. Her, on the other hand…”
Amanda gestured at Libby, who immediately got back up to her knees, and approached Salem.
“Tell him how much you want him,” Sabrina said, sidling until she sat closer beside Libby, and enjoying the show of Libby humiliating herself.
“I want to fuck you,” Libby said, on cue, staring at Salem and reaching out with one hand. “I don’t care if you’re a cat, I want your dick in my mouth, in my cunt, and in my ass until you can’t take any more. I want to fuck you until you cum in me and over me, I want to be your bitch.”
“You know,” Salem looked up, as Libby ran her hand up and down his back, “Technically it’s just dogs who have bitches. Cats are more-”
“You’re talking semantics?” Sabrina said, incredulously, “Come on, get to it Salem, you’ve been talking about sex for the last few years.”
Apparently that was all the motivation needed. Sabrina magicked the dildo out of Libby’s ass, making sure it’d be possible for Salem when he got to there, as Libby started to run her hand over the underside of Salem’s body.
Soon she’d pushed the cat onto his back, and was running her hand over his crotch. As soon as his cock became visible, she took the whole thing in her mouth, moaning in approval.
It wasn’t a huge cock, given that Salem was a comparatively small cat, but somehow that made the show all the more thrilling, to see Libby hungrily, desperately take in something barely the length of a finger.
While watching, Sabrina let her hand wander sideways. At first it rested on Amanda’s thigh; then it moved upwards, and inwards, tracing her slit, before letting one finger slip inside.
Amanda exhaled, taking Sabrina’s hand by the wrist, and keeping her there. She moaned as Sabrina’s finger curled, savouring the sight of Libby’s humiliation.
Libby ran her tongue up the length of Salem’s furred cock, giving a seductive chuckle as the cat purred, pawing at her hair. She moved forward, pressing her face to Salem’s chest, moving both hands behind the cat to make sure she’d taken in all of his cock.
It wasn’t long before the long-abstinent Salem pawed at Libby’s head, hissing and purring before he came, spurting into Libby’s mouth. She gagged on the first part, pulling back and wrapping her hand around his dick, letting the rest of his load fall onto her chin and cheeks, dripping.
Sabrina snapped another photo of Libby, catching the distinctly feline penis below her without showing too much of the cat, making it obvious she’d just sucked off the animal.
She wasn’t sure if Scorch Magazine had an X-rated section, but if they didn’t she was sure some other publishers would enjoy spreading these. Libby had fast become well-known for another scandal: imagine the reaction once these got loose.
“Feel up for more, Salem?” Sabrina said.
Amanda wasn’t in any condition to talk, clamping her hips around Sabrina’s hand, two fingers inside her, and rocking against it. Sabrina glanced sideways, exhilarated by seeing her cousin so flushed, about to cum for the third time.
“Are you kidding?” the cat said, “I haven’t gotten off for years, let alone with a woman. I could go for hours.”
“That’s good,” Sabrina’s eyes lit up, “Libby, ride him.”
The woman hastily moved until she straddled Salem, keeping the cat still on his back as she lowered herself. After a few seconds of rubbing, he quickly became hard again, and she lowered herself, guiding his small dick into her cunt.
Then Libby began to ride, moving herself up and down over the feline cock. She rested one hand on Salem’s chest, keeping him down, while running the other up her side, cupping her breast, and pinching at her own nipple.
Sabrina watched, entranced. She couldn’t say what she enjoyed, though. Whatever attractiveness she might have seen in Libby had long since faded under years of hatred, and she certainly didn’t find Salem attractive. It was just something about Libby in that position, something about how she was managing to degrade Libby so.
That, and her cousin beside her. A scream informed her Amanda had cum for the third time, at which point she moved her hand to Sabrina’s cunt.
“Want to be helped along now, big cousin?” she said, chest still heaving. Sabrina nodded, mute.
Both turned their gaze back to the scene: Libby riding Salem, her moans making it sound as though it was the best fuck she’d ever had. Well, save for Sabrina’s plastic cock on her ass. Meanwhile, they fingered each other.
Unsurprisingly, Salem still didn’t last long, shooting his load inside Libby’s pussy, and up her stomach. She slowed her movement, using a fingertip to scoop up a drop of his cum, and tasting it.
“Bend over,” Sabrina said, almost the instant that was done. “Salem, want her ass? Speaking from experience, it’s great.”
“You need to ask?” Salem said.
Only slightly out of breath, Salem hopped back, watching as Libby bent forward until her head was pressed against the floor, and her ass in the air. Running around behind her, Salem jumped up, until his paws were pressed against her back.
Carefully, he slid his dick into Libby’s ass, taking just a moment to make sure he could keep his balance. Then, without a moment more of waiting, he began thrusting.
It was quite a sight, Salem humping madly into Libby’s ass, the woman gasping and moaning at the cat’s cock.
“More!” Libby moaned, “I love your cock in my ass, I want to be your bitch. Use me, cum in all my holes, fuck my ass, please!”
Sabrina came at the sound of Libby’s begging, shaking and thrusting into Amanda’s fingers. Possibly triggered by Sabrina’s cries, Salem came, his load filling Libby’s ass: still, he didn’t slow, with years of frustration to work off.
“Keep going,” Sabrina said, moving away from Amanda. “Amanda, think you can look after yourself for a while?”
Amanda nodded. “Sure. I want to see what you’ll do.”
“Not much,” Sabrina said, flicking her finger to move Salem’s cum for Libby’s face, to her tits. “I just want to watch her.”
While Salem kept thrusting into Libby’s ass, Sabrina sat in front of the woman, wrapping her hands around her neck, choking for a moment. She couldn’t deny enjoying the sight of Libby gasping for air.
She did nothing except watch, captivated. A cat fucking Libby’s ass, and Libby moaning from it, covered in cum, and flushed from being fucked, and being choked.
Sabrina tightened her grip on Libby’s neck again, watching as Libby gasped, and her eyes widened.
Amanda watched, fucking herself openly. One hand sandwiched between her legs, the other at her chest, rolling a nipple between two fingers.
“That’s hot,” she murmured, moaning.

Salem came again, after countless others, his load filling Libby’s ass, and leaking out, dripping over her back. With an exhausted purr, he fell back, rolling on the floor.
“I’m exhausted,” he said, “I don’t think I can-”
Before he finished his sentence, Amanda pointed her finger at him, zapping him away.
“Don’t need him any more then,” she said, borrowing Sabrina’s camera to snap a photo of Libby’s just-fucked, cum-filled ass. “I wouldn’t mind a go in her ass though. And if you like choking her, how about making her gag?”
“Uh,” Sabrina said, hesitating, “I guess that sounds good?”
Libby stayed in the same position, and Amanda zapped two nine-inch strap-ons back into reality. One around her waist, and one around Sabrina’s.
She positioned herself next to Libby’s asshole, pressing the head against the entrance that had been fucked only by Sabrina and, more recently, Salem. Sabrina shifted hers, before pressing the tip against Libby’s lips.
In one fluid motion, Sabrina pushed forwards, sliding her strap-on into Libby’s mouth, and down her throat. There was a moment of resistance, and she pushed on, until every inch had been swallowed, and she felt Libby’s nose press against her lower stomach.
She felt strangely satisfied to see her old foe gag, struggling to hold the toy in place. Sabrina didn’t move, gripping Libby’s hair to hold her where she was.
“Aren’t you going to fuck her?” Sabrina said, looking across at Amanda, “You were the one who seemed keen.”
“I am,” Amanda said, “It’s just fun to watch you. Haven’t seen this side of you before. I like it.”
Sabrina shrugged, keeping Libby held in place and biting her lip as Libby’s throat sent vibrations through the toy.
“Me too,” Sabrina said. “It’s- well, more fun than I expected.”
“I bet,” Amanda said.
She grinned, and pushed forward. With Libby’s ass already opened, mostly by Sabrina, Amanda slid the nine inches of plastic in easily. Libby moaned out, making the toy in her mouth quiver, and making Sabrina gasp.
Sabrina pulled back, as Amanda kept thrusting and fucking. She watched as Libby moaned, and gasped for her breath again and, with no warning, Sabrina moved forward again, forcing the toy back into Libby’s throat.
While the physical sensations weren’t the best Sabrina had felt, nothing compared to Amanda’s tongue, it was an entirely new thrill to see Libby like this. To hear her gag.
The sound of a slap distracted her; Amanda had renewed spanking Libby, leaving handprints on her already-red ass. Libby moaned, and cried out around Sabrina’s strap-on.
Even without much physical contact, Sabrina felt herself get closer, just the image and sound of Libby turning her on. She looked down at Libby’s flushed features, at the mouth that took in the strap-on, and the slight redness as she slammed the harness into Libby’s cheeks.
“Only problem,” Amanda said, thrusting her strap-on into Libby’s ass with impressive speed, “We can’t hear her beg like this. I did enjoy that.”
“We can hear her scream,” Sabrina said, by way of compromise.
She wound her fingers tighter in Libby’s hair, and yanked her head harshly forward, thrusting the toy down Libby’s throat and pulling on her hair hard. The sound of gagging was combined with a sudden cry, of shock more than anything.
“That we can,” Amanda said, amused: she tapped her strap-on with one finger, making it grow an inch longer, before thrusting forward again, slapping her hips into Libby’s.
Libby gave a scream, a mix of pain and shock, muffled by Sabrina’s strap-on, and sending exquisite vibrations on.
“You’re quite the sadist,” Amanda said.
“Only when it comes to Libby,” Sabrina said, before giving a low moan. “And when it feels this good. Make her scream again.”
“Any time,” Amanda said.
Her eyes lit up, and she obliged, slamming her hips forward, and burying ten inches of plastic into Libby’s still-tight ass. When she pulled back, she did it slowly, savouring each tremor in Libby’s body: before pushing forward again, fast, filling Libby as quickly as she could.
Sabrina slowly built herself a rhythm, keeping the strap-on down Libby’s throat for as long as it took for Libby’s gagging to quieten, before pulling out, and pushing back in, making Libby start anew.
It felt better with the toy in Libby’s mouth: she could feel the vibrations of her moans, and just the sight of Libby being so desperate for breath was pleasure enough.
“I’m-” Sabrina tried to begin, moaning as Libby gagged on her plastic cock. “Fuck- I’m close.”
“Hold on,” Amanda said, “Hold on, I want to cum with you.”
“No promises,” Sabrina said, thrusting into Libby’s mouth again, and moaning at the sensation. “Never imagined she could be this much of a whore.”
“Aren’t you glad I visited, then?” Amanda tilted her head, playful, before slapping Libby’s ass again: “You, fucktoy, sway your hips.”
Libby obeyed instantly, rocking her hips in a circle, making the toy around Amanda’s waist move similarly, and eliciting a gasp from the witch.
“That’s a good little whore,” she said, breathless, before resuming fucking Libby’s ass. Her hands gripped Libby’s hips, fingertips digging in. “Fuck, I’m close too. You?”
“Could cum any time,” Sabrina said, moaning again. “Please- soon. I need to-”
“Now,” Amanda said, before any attempt at decipherable speech was swallowed up by moans.
The two cousins came in the same instant. Sabrina held Libby’s head tightly over her strap-on, as though she was coming in her mouth, and savoured the vibrations that Libby’s gagging sent to her. Amanda kept thrusting, at the same speed, barely noticing Libby’s muffled screams, nor how her short nails had almost managed to draw blood.
Both fell forward, collapsing side-by-side on Libby’s back, breathless and panting for a few seconds. Then, both wordless, they pulled back: Amanda zapped away their strap-ons after pulling hers from Libby’s ass. Chests heaving, they fell back onto the bed, exhausted, and sweaty.
Libby lay on the floor, not moving from where she’d been. She didn’t get off her knees but, unable to support herself, she fell forwards.
She was quite a sight. Sabrina tiredly took another photo: her ass was gaping, and her chest and back were still coated with cat-cum. It didn’t compare to her face though, her mascara running, her lips still parted, her hair a just-fucked mess, and smears of Sabrina’s wetness dripped from her cheeks.
“Wow,” Sabrina eventually said, not trusting herself to move. Her legs were still trembling. “Just wow.”
“Don’t tell me you’re done already?” Amanda said playfully. Still, she made no effort to move, content in the tingling that ran through her cunt.
“Just- give me a few minutes,” she said.
“Yeah,” Amanda said. “I’ll need a few too. Still, no reason we can’t humiliate Libby any more.”
“I- I think I’m a bit too tired to do much right now,” Sabrina said.
It barely even crossed her mind to wonder if Libby had cum. As someone who’d been a virgin until a few hours ago, she had no idea if it was possible to cum from just her ass being stimulated: especially so roughly. Still, she didn’t find that she cared.
“So?” Amanda said. “We can get her to do stuff herself. How about we get her to go outside like this?”
Sabrina paused, and pulled herself up a small way, until she sat, back against the wall. It would be a fun piece of revenge, to have people see Libby like this. Though she planned to release the photos, it would be something else to have people see her for real.
“Let’s do it,” Sabrina said. Amanda grinned.
“Good,” she sat up too. “Libby. Fucktoy. Stand up. We want you to go outside as you are now. Don’t wipe off any cum, don’t cover yourself up. Go for a walk. Oh, and I want you to fuck any and every willing man, woman or animal you encounter, in whatever way they want.”
“And,” Sabrina quickly spoke up, before Libby left, “If you get arrested, try to fuck your way out. If that doesn’t work, run. If you get taken in, use your phone call to contact Scorch Magazine, to ask for an interview from Sabrina Spellman, and say where you are.”
That way they’d hear if Libby got caught. Amanda nodded, complimenting the thought.
“Plus,” Amanda said, “If anyone asks, don’t say anything about us. Only mention being fucked in the ass by two women, and being fucked by a cat. Give no names or locations,” she glanced to Sabrina, “I think that’s it?”
“Probably,” Sabrina said. “For now at least. I take it we can do more later?”
“Always,” Amanda said. She looked back at Libby. “What are you waiting for, fucktoy? Go. And shut the door behind you.”
The two watched lazily as Libby left, her still red, freshly-spanked ass swaying as she did so.
A few minutes passed. Sabrina sighed, still surprisingly tired.
“Fun,” she said, eventually. Amanda chuckled.
“Always is,” she paused, “You know what else I want to do?”
“Hm?”
“You fuck her ass, while I fuck her cunt,” Amanda said. “I wonder how loud she’ll be.”
“Maybe soon,” Sabrina said, “I think I can go for another round about now though. You up for it?”
“With me?” Amanda said, “Suppose it is too early to summon Libby back here. I can think of someone else who could be fun, though.”
“Who?”
“Roxie,” Amanda said, like it was obvious. “To be honest, I’m not sure how you haven’t ended up fucking her already.”
Sabrina paused. She felt a tingle, and pressed her legs together. Well, it seemed she had more of an appetite than she thought.
“Ok,” Sabrina said, “No stealing her will this time, though. Willingly, or none.”
“Got it,” Amanda said. “Ready now, or in a few minutes?”
Sabrina pressed her legs together again, biting her lip at the feeling.
“A few minutes,” she said. “I want my energy back. If we’re going to fuck Roxie, let’s make sure it’s good.”
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