Magical Sex Potion - Chapter 140 His Heart Broke

This wasn’t how Melvin had imagined their first time would be, in front of a group of people, in the midst of an orgy backstage at a dance club. He wanted to fuck her, but it seemed somehow sacrilegious to take her in such a way. Despite his reservations, he couldn’t help but have her, no matter the circumstance.

Courtney, on the other hand, didn’t seem to mind. She began to buck on top of Melvin with reckless abandon, her tits flying, smacking Melvin in the face, and she allowed a long line of spit to spill from her mouth into Melvin’s. Unsure of what to do, Melvin kept his mouth open and received it, Courtney growling and grunting on top of him.

He had imagined their first time slow and sweet, but Courtney was fucking him like an enraged animal in heat, wild and dangerous. She clawed at his neck and his hair with sharp nails, leaving marks that would probably hurt like hell the next day. She sunk her teeth into Melvin’s shoulder and bit him, Melvin sucking in a painful gasp of air, wondering how he could have mistaken Courtney for the innocent angel he had once believed her to be.

No, this can’t be right, he thought. It must be the love juice; that’s why she was acting in such a weird way. Right? The witch’s ultimate joke: turning the one girl he actually wanted into a ravenous, sex starved fiend. Or worse, maybe he had just pegged Courtney wrong. Maybe she had been like this all along, and he just didn’t see it. The love juice was a failure. More so, MELVIN was a failure.

“No,” Melvin groaned, and he pushed Courtney off him. It couldn’t happen this way; this wasn’t what he wanted. This wasn’t how the magic love juice was supposed to work. He clutched his head, a thrumming ache forming between his temples. He pulled up his pants, holding them up, and pushed away from the concerned hands that grabbed at his shoulders and arms.

“Melvin, what’s wrong?” Bridget’s voice said.

“Uncle Mel, you ok?” Tina’s voice.

“Where are you going?” Violet.

There were others, but Melvin paid no mind. He turned back and glanced at the room behind him.

Courtney on the couch. On top of Joey’s Dangerfield, his cock deep inside of her pussy, while Hammer penetrated her ass with his massive tool. Her ass cheeks rippled as he thrust into her. She had Richie in her mouth, sucking him desperately, and Crow in her free hand, jerking him off with steadfast determination. This was the girl that Melvin had wanted so long, taking on four men and loving it.

Melvin’s heart broke. He turned to the door and pushed his way through, confusion and questions plaguing him from all sides. Seeing Courtney, he made up his mind. He knew what he was going to do. He knew now what he really wanted.

As he walked out of The Deep End, the brisk night air ruffling his hair and cool on his face, he made his choice.