Honeymoon With Amara

By Eliot Waistlin

A young dilettante wizard meets the girl of his dreams at a magic conference, and a whirlwind of sexual adventure begins! After a hurried marriage, Amara leads her young husband on a long honeymoon, touring the world to meet her friends. But things are not as they seem, and newlywed sex is only the beginning: shape-shifting fairies, bizarre sexual encounters with senior wizards and gorgeous apprentices abound in this raunchy, completely over-the-top look at married life among the wizards! Sex on nearly every page!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Eliot Waistlin
• Release date: Jun 12, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463319734

Eliot Waistlin

Eliot Waistlin is a fiction-writing fool. He writes NSFW kinky erotica in a variety of genres, and insists that you read them all.

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Honeymoon with Amara

An Erotic Fantasy Novella

By Eliot Waistlin

Copyright 2020 Eliot Waistlin

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All characters depicted in these works of fiction are eighteen years old or older.

Cover photos by

Dainis Graveris (models)

and

Sharon McCutcheon (overlay)

Honeymoon with Amara

O.

On the first night of the conference I got very drunk and explained to a few of my peers why conferences, and our profession in general, was parasitic bullshit. In a wine-fuelled rant I argued that all through history, magic users had been the puppets of the titled and wealthy, and that even now we amount to little more than international court jesters. I explained that despite the power at our disposal, magic users act like meek university professors, publishing papers, experimenting with new techniques and applications of spells, but generally having little positive influence on the condition of the masses. I believed it, but I wouldn't usually have gone off with such a performance except for one of the other mages at the table: a beautiful woman a few years older than me, with sparkling green eyes, and a look of interested amusement as I talked.

When the bar staff told us it was closing time, she asked me if I was presenting a paper at the conference.

I told her I had to present at nine o'clock the next morning.

She laughed. Then why did you get so drunk?

I didn't plan on it, I said. I just didn’t want to leave the party. It's okay though. I'm fine. Do you want to come to my panel?

What's your topic? Politics in magic?

I tried to look embarrassed. It’s a history paper.

Okay, that's up my alley, she said. But there's no way you're going to make it. You've had way too much to drink.

I told her that if I were even a minute late for the panel, I would buy her lunch the next day.

Okay, she said. It's a bet.

H.

Her name was Amara. It seemed like I entertained her, so she invited herself to my room.

Are you sure? I asked.

Yeah, she said with a smile. The later I keep you up, the better chance you have of being late tomorrow. I want that lunch.

Okay, I said. But I'll show up on time with zero sleep if I have to.

We went inside. Clean yourself up, she said. Have a quick shower and brush your teeth.

It sounds like you're putting me to bed, I said.

She swept her reddish-brown hair out of her eyes. That's exactly what I'm doing.

I read the moment and approached her. She smiled. I put my hands on her waist, leaned in, and she opened her mouth to kiss me. Amara put her arms around my hips and pulled our bodies close together, and we kissed in the middle of the hotel room.

Let's shower up, she said. And brush our teeth.

We went into the bathroom and got out of our clothes, then climbed into the bathtub. She turned on a warm shower and we stood kissing again, pressing our wet, naked bodies together. Despite all the liquor, my little wizard stood straight up, brushing against her belly.

Amara smiled and took me in her hand, feeling me. Her eyes were amazing. Having those beautiful green eyes looking into my mine felt just as good as her hand stroking up and down on my wet cock.

She took a handful of the hotel's body wash and got down on her knees in front of me. After washing my cock and balls and rinsing the soap away, she put her mouth on me, licking up and down the front of my shaft, and sucking at my balls. It was a perfect, unbelievable moment, and I suddenly thought how you can't create something this amazing with magic. Magic had its limits.

We got out of the shower, brushed our teeth, and went to the bed. Amara had an amazing body, curvy and strong and graceful. She lay back on the bed, and I slipped in between her legs and made love to her with my mouth. I looked up and saw her watching me, her head propped up on a pillow, with the same look of amusement. I focused and worked her clit with my tongue until she came, and I was able to slide up and mount her with confidence.

Amara told me she was using magic birth control, and I entered her, pressing my lips to hers as we began to fuck.

S.

She came three more times and we finally went to sleep. When the alarm started ringing the next morning, I discovered that she'd tied me up. My head was pounding. My skull felt like a rusty vice clamped onto my swollen and damaged brain. I rolled around and spotted Amara. She was applying her lipstick with the mirror.

What the hell? I managed to croak. My tongue and throat felt like sandpaper. What's going on?

You're going to be late for your panel, she said. And then you're going to buy me lunch.

I'll be very happy to buy you lunch, I said. Please untie me.

So I win the bet?

Yes, I said. You win the bet.

She snapped her fingers and the