Date: Sat, 7 Feb 2004 20:37:48 EST
From: AshamanFL@aol.com
Subject: Sex Sorcerer Part 4: The Sex Sorcerer and the Spirit

	The Sex Sorcerer tossed and turned for hours before deciding that
it was useless to try to go to sleep. Even when he tried to will himself to
sleep it didn't work, which was highly unusual. By this time his palace
would be sound asleep except for the guards on patrol. While he did not
want to get up out of bed he decided this would be a perfect opportunity to
roam the palace and look for anything out of the ordinary.

	The Sex Sorcerer lay back and closed his eyes, while willing
himself into a trance. Not just an ordinary trance but a spirit trance. It
took a few long minutes before he was fully into a comatose like state. He
then forced a wedge into his mind between his body and his spirit. He
willed the two, to separate, forging two identities, the first one, his
physical self and the second, his spirit self. At first he felt disoriented
and he had the feeling of weightlessness. His spirit was only loosely
connected to his body at this point and was able to move freely around his
physical self. Odd sensations traveled through him while he did this. He
felt as if he had two distinct bodies at this point. One body had a clear,
defined shape and form; the other no such thing. Once he felt oriented he
willed his spirit to rise out of his physical self into the space above. As
he did this, he allowed his mind to merge with his spirit and he severed
his mind from his physical self. He left the wedge that he had driven
between his two selves in place so he would be able to reenter and merge
his mind, body and spirit back together at a later time.

	His spirit floated freely above his body. It was odd but yet
fascinating to see himself like this. He hovered out of his room and his
spirit brushed both of the guards at the door. They looked at each other
and said at the same time "Did you feel that." The Sex Sorcerer was already
gone before they could say anymore. He traveled aimlessly through the halls
of his wonderful palace and quickly discovered that there was nothing amiss
this night. That wasn't surprising considering there was nothing ever
amiss. Sometimes, however, he did catch the servants or guards speaking to
one another which always interesting to listen to. It was always good to
know what your people were thinking. Many years before he had caught a
servant stealing various goods and because of that, his ass paid dearly. Ah
yes he remembered that young stallion very well. He allowed the servant to
choose his own fate, but of course with the stipulation that if it were not
good enough, he would make it far worse than he could imagine. So the
servant begged him kindly to allow him to serve the Sex Sorcerer as his
personal sex slave for three months. The Sex Sorcerer kindly agreed in
return. He fucked the boy at least a few times a week. He did not want to
get bored with him too quickly so on the days he didn't fuck him he would
choose one his guards to replace him.

	He continued to hover around the palace for another hour and then
he started to get bored. Perhaps he should go back to his body; maybe he
would be able to finally fall asleep. He started traveling back to his room
when he heard a strange muffled sound coming from one of the rooms he
passed. He quickly decided to investigate. His spirit slipped through the
door into the room. It was very dark in the room. He traveled to the
sleeping quarter and a found a man lying on the bed. He was thrashing from
side to side moaning something indistinguishable, just a nightmare, nothing
more. He took a closer look at the man and found that it was the ambassador
of Lyzall, a small city-state to the east. He had glimpsed the ambassador
from afar more than once at the courtly dinners but the ambassador never
made a move to approach him. If he remembered correctly ambassador had been
here almost a month and not once had he asked for a private
audience. Perhaps he was scared of what the Sex Sorcerer might do to
him. He tried to chuckle but then remembered he had no body. Lyzall wasn't
much to speak of but at least they had sent quite a young stud.

	The Sex Sorcerer decided it was about time to get to know the young
ambassador a little bit better. He hovered about the sleeping figure and
slowly descended upon him until his spirit rested just above the boy's
body. He entered the ambassador's body and began to fill it with his spirit
and mind. He had to do this very carefully and slowly otherwise he could
possibly shock the boy to death.
	Finally after what seemed hours but in reality only minutes he was
fully inside of the boy. As soon as he opened himself up to the ambassador
his mind was filled with avalanche of emotions, dreams, and ideas. It was
an exhilarating experience to feel so close to one person.


	Ariando suddenly jerked awake and sat up gasping for breath. He
gripped the covers around him and started to shake. He took a few deep
breaths and told himself to calm down. A strange feeling enveloped his
body, it was warm, tingling and running throughout him. What was wrong with
him, was he dying, he asked himself? He felt a stirring between his legs;
he lifted the covers and found his cock standing fully erect and
wide-awake. He breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully he was just extremely
horny. Horny wasn't quite the right word though, he had never felt this
sensitive. Every small move he made seemed to send shivers and chills up
and down his spine and finally into his cock. He arched his back allowing
himself to enjoy this strange new horniness.

	He threw the covers off of him and stared at his glorious
manhood. He wasn't arrogant he just knew his cock was special. Every time
he had lain with a girl she was always quite surprised when his pants came
down. A few even were even openly scared at the sight. After the first few
women he actually started to get off on that shock. He shuddered just
thinking about it. It now had been over a month since he had, had any
women. There were no women in the palace, none, not one, No servants,
handmaids, nothing. He had never been anywhere where there was a complete
lack of women. Even on the battlefield there was a woman or two somewhere
about. Needless to say his hand was certainly worn out from this trip.

      He suddenly felt a tingle building up inside of his balls. That
tingle quickly grew into a burning pressure. What now he thought? And then
it happened; quick and decisive like a short battle, it happened. His cock
exploded and cum rushed forth like a waterfall. The first squirt caught him
off guard and landed all over his face. He then quickly leaned back and
allowed the rest of it to pour out all over his chest and stomach.

      He grabbed the covers and wiped his face, chest and stomach. He
couldn't believe what just happened. He had cum without even touching
himself. It certainly felt good but still how in the world did it
happen. After he was somewhat cleaned off he threw covers back to the
side. Well at least maybe he could get some rest and hopefully his dreams
would not be plagued with nightmares.

      He took a last look at his cock and saw it suddenly starting to stir
to life. What in the world was going on tonight? He gently touched his new
erection thinking it would be sensitive but surprisingly it wasn't. It felt
as if he had not just cum moments before.

      He was now aroused all over again. He grabbed his cock and jerked on
it. His body shuddered. It felt so good; masturbation had never felt like
this before. It was always used as a means to relieve himself. This
feeling, on the other hand, was so intense he didn't think any woman could
replicate it.

      Ariando spit on his hand getting it nice and wet before he went back
to stroking his gigantic manhood. He lay back on the bed with his back
arched in the air sliding his hand up and down his cock's enormous
girth. He took his free hand and grabbed at his balls, haphazardly jerking
on them.

      He smiled in pure delight as he continued to pleasure himself. For
almost an hour he felt like he was on the verge of cumming. Every few
minutes he just knew he was about to splatter another load all over
himself, but it never came. No matter how hard, or how fast he stroked his
monstrous cock it wouldn't cum for him; yet the feeling of ecstasy only
grew stronger and more intense.

	 Suddenly a thought popped into his mind. An idea that had excited
him in the past but he never dared tried before. He sat straight up and
begun to slowly curl his body and his head towards his hard-on. He always
wondered if his cock was large enough and he flexible enough to suck
himself off. His head almost reached his cock but not quite. He stuck out
his tongue and it graced the very tip of it but that was all. He tried
again this time pushing himself further, almost there, he thought. Again
and again he tried and each time he got just a bit closer. Finally his
muscles relaxed just enough for the mushroom head of his cock to fully
enter his watering mouth. It was in, finally in. He swirled his tongue
around his throbbing head.

	 Each time his tongue circled around his head his hunger for more
increased. He wanted more his cock, more of it in his mouth, more, more,
more, he thought. Gradually his mouth started to take in the shaft as well
the head, not all of it but almost half. Once he realized how much of his
own erection he had in his mouth he started to bob his head up and down,
sucking his own cock. What he was doing to himself was simply thrilling, he
thought. His cock throbbed and bulged in his mouth and he absolutely loved
it. He could feel the outline of the veins running up and down the shaft
with his lips and tongue. He suddenly started smelling something odd. He
deeply breathed in deeply through his nostrils. He couldn't immediately
identify it, but whatever it was it smelled rather musky. Then it dawned on
him that this scent was coming from between his legs. This is what all
those women have always smelled when they were down here, he
realized. Strangely enough the smell of his crotch only heightened his
excitement.

	 Sucking on his cock, breathing in his own crotch smell, no woman
could ever compare to this. It couldn't get better than this, he
thought. He decided it was time for him to cum. He grabbed his penis and
started swiftly stroking his cock while some of it remained in his
mouth. The faster and harder he stroked the better it felt. Drops of
pre-cum oozed out of his piss slit into already lubed up mouth. He had
never tasted his own cum before but then again tonight was full of firsts,
he thought and would have laughed except the cock in his mouth held him
back. After a few minutes of thoroughly masturbating he realized he just
wasn't ready or perhaps not able to cum yet.

	 Once that realization hit him his asshole started to tingle. It
slowly grew warm and wet and started to pulsate. He remembered once that
one of his many women that he had taken to bed touched him there. Actually
she did a little bit more than touch but he didn't like admitting that,
even to himself. It seemed as if his hot wet hole was aching. He made the
decision to go ahead and touch it, just to see what happened. He slid his
arm around his ass and then slid his fore finger between his cheeks. He
gently probed his hole, just barely though. Even that slight touch was
enough to send waves of pleasure throughout his body. He didn't think it
could get any better after he stuck his cock into his mouth; he was wrong,
it just did.

	 He decided to try playing with his ass for a little while and so
he removed his mouth from his cock and uncurled his body. He stretched his
muscles and then lay back on the bed while throwing his legs wipe open. He
stuck his fingers in his mouth and got them as wet as he possibly could. He
then moved his hand between his legs and searched for his manhole. It
didn't take long before his salvia drenched fingers found his puckered
hole. He applied some pressure to it, gently at first; it felt good. He
pushed harder; it felt better. Again he pushed and his finger slipped into
his ass. This time he moaned and squirmed. It burned but only for a second.

	 He started sliding his finger in and out of his manhole, slowly at
first and then more aggressively. Each time his finger went in a feeling of
ecstasy engulfed him. That was nice real nice he thought.

	  He grabbed his cock with his free hand and stroked his
manhood. He stroked his cock and fingered himself all at the same time; it
felt good, damn good he thought. Ariando started to remember when the wench
had touched him there. Oh, that had felt quite nice but this, this felt out
of this world. He suddenly realized that fucking himself with own finger
felt better than the best pussy he ever fucked in his life. Extraordinary
he thought, simply amazing. Ariando had jerked off a thousand times before,
in a hundred different places and a dozen different positions but until
tonight he hadn't ever realized the extent of which he could satisfy
himself.

	His manhood grew harder, stiffer, firmer and more rigid. It
pulsated with pleasure and throbbed with pure bliss. His ass muscles
tightened around the lone finger that was rammed up inside. When his balls
started to contract he knew it time again. He jerked, he yanked, and pulled
on his cock. Oh, yes he wanted to cum so bad. He wanted to shoot his
fucking load all over himself. No not all over himself he thought to
himself, suddenly changing his mind. He wanted it in his mouth, that hot
wet load right in his mouth; just like he had done to a hundred different
girls over the years. It was time to taste his own load but rather than
disgusting him it only thrilled him further.

	  He lifted his head and opened his mouth wide. He wondered if he
would get any of it in but before he had a chance to think any further
about it his cock exploded, and explode it did, right over his stomach and
bypassing his chest it hit the target; Ariando's watering mouth. He savored
the flavor while droplets of hot salty semen rolled down his tongue into
his throat. He licked his lips making sure to lap it all up as if he would
never have the chance to lick his own cum off of himself again.

	Finally it was over, the last drops of cum sliding out of his piss
slit. He released his cock and fell back onto the bed panting
heavily. Abruptly he was exhausted, tired, fatigued. All of sudden his
entire body jerked and he let out a quick piercing screech. Then it was
over, whatever it was. Within minutes he was fast asleep.


	 The Sex Sorcerer lifted himself up and out of Ariando's body
feeling quite pleased. He couldn't wait until he got back to his body so he
could release his own hot load of man juice. The Sex Sorcerer fled back to
room as fast as he possibly could. After he reached his body he slowed his
movements down. He hovered over his body until he was certain that he was
ready to merge his spirit and mind back into his physical self. Slowly and
cautiously he descended upon his physical self. First he entered his body
and then begun the articulate proceedure of forcing himself into the wedge
that he had driven earlier.

	Like a key fitting into a lock or pieces falling into a puzzle his
three selves finally merged back into one. He was whole again, the freedom
he had felt earlier was now gone, he was once again restricted in the
physical world. He made sure he quickly drew in a few deep breaths, for
several times in the past he had simply forgotten to breathe again.

	A wave of tiredness swept over his body, it was quite exhausting to
do what he had just done; even more so because he had entered another
body. Even so his cock instantly stirred to life but he now realized he may
be too tired to even whack himself off.

	He tried to lift himself up off the bed but immediately fell back,
his muscles felt wobbly and mushy like jelly. He must have really pushed
himself to the limit this evening.

	"Taric, come," he steadied his voice and loudly commanded.

	Taric the bold as he called him sauntered into the room without
hesitation. Taric had been a servant of his for over ten years. Taric was
quite tall for a dwarf and just as stocky. Dwarves were so compact, all of
their muscles neatly packed into a little body. His head was shaved close
as were the sides of his face but the middle, however, grew long down to
the middle of his chest. His beard was as dark as a raven's eyes.

	"Yes Grand Sorcerer. I stand ready."

	The Sex Sorcerer smiled with satisfaction. Dwarves were loyal and
followed orders very well; of course they also had a stubborn streak that
could be annoying. Taric the bold, however, was one of his favorite dwarves
for he had shed his stubborn streak long ago.

	"Taric would you be a kind dwarf and suck my cock," he asked
politely smirking while he did.

	Taric said no other word just removed the covers from the bed and
climbed up. Taric eagerly took the Sex Sorcerer's cock into his mouth. His
eyes fluttered and he moaned loudly. Taric was an experienced cock sucker;
after ten years though he very well should be the Sex Sorcerer thought.

	Taric's beard tickled his balls while he sucked the hard cock in
his mouth. Up and down bounced Taric on his manhood.

      "Alerick, come," he commanded between moans.

	Alerick the rugged as the Sex Sorcerer had named him walked in with
an air of apathy. He came to stand by the bed but gave no word of
acknowledgement just a simple and slight nod of the head. Alerick was a man
of very few words. To call Alerick rugged was actually an
understatement. Part of his left ring finger was missing. His right eye was
missing as well, it, however, was covered by a patch that was strapped
around his shaved head. His body was littered with scars one of them
reaching from his left ear to the corner of his mouth; that scar plus the
patch gave him a devilish look especially when he smiled. Of course
Alerick's smile's were few and extremely far between. He had been with the
Sex Sorcerer for around three years and still he knew awfully little of his
background. He was born somewhere in the east or at least he thought he was
because of the slight hint of an accent he had. Other than that there
wasn't much else to be known. While he talked little, he still must have
talked enough, for he had made quite a few powerful enemies in his
time. When the Sex Sorcerer had met him some years back he had offered his
hand of protection in which Alerick accepted. It took sometime though to
realize that Alerick needed no protection. Why he accepted he hadn't a clue
and Alerick offered none. He could have been a spy of some sort but the Sex
Sorcerer doubted it; few would dare hire someone to spy on him.

	"Alerick I think Taric's ass may need some attending too," he said
quietly while enjoying his intensely gratifying blow job.

	As with Taric, Alerick didn't say a work just climbed onto the
bed. He watched Alerick as he climbed behind the dwarf and reached around
pulling his pants off. The undressing of Taric didn't interfere with
Taric's ability to suck the Sex Sorcerer off.

	Alerick pulled his own pants down and took his cock out. He
thoroughly wet his dick with his saliva then proceeded to puncture Taric's
asshole. Taric moaned or tried too but kept on sucking, sucking deeper and
faster. Alerick didn't waste anytime plowing into the dwarven ass. He
grabbed Taric's hips and fucked him like he was riding a horse galloping
into the distance.

	The Sex Sorcerer just laid back moaning and groaning watching the
scene before him. He bit his bottom lip as he grew close to shooting inside
the dwarf's mouth. Taric knew him well enough to know he was about to drink
a load full of cum. Taric went deep onto the Sex Sorcerer's cock pinching
his balls as did so, while tightening his ass muscles around Alerick solid
cock.

	The Sex Sorcerer let out a loud gasp just as the built up semen
shot forth like a mighty thunder. Taric almost chocked on the mouth full of
cum but swiftly swallowed it down gulp after gulp.

	Noticing the blood running down the Sex Sorcerer's chin where he
had bit his own lip Alerick immediately pulled out and stroked his cock
with short jagged jerks, until he too was spewing forth. The first spurt
shot over the dwarf onto the Sex Sorcerer's chest. The second all over
Taric's shaved head, while the third and final climatic shot went all over
his back and ass cheeks.

	Taric lifted his body up and began to furiously stroke his own cock
while Alerick shoved one of his fingers up into Taric's glory hole. The
dwarf's back arched as he threw his head back and let out a piercing
moan. Within seconds his semen blasted out of his tiny piss slit and landed
all over the Sex Sorcerer's balls.

	All three were panting with excitement as the last drops of cum
slipped out of Taric's now softening dick.

	"You may leave now Taric and Alerick," the Sex Sorcerer abruptly
commanded. Without the need for words or ceremonies the two guards marched
from the room drenched in sweat and cum.


The End

Jaedin

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