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[Authors note: This story was written for the Literotica Halloween Story Contest 2024 and fits in multiple categories. There is magic and spells, sex on an astral plane, and exhibitionism and voyeurism in both the astral and physical worlds.]

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In the years I’ve been with my wife Diana we’ve only had a few occasions where one of us travelled solo. This year I had to take a business trip in late October for a conference and the organizers planned a Halloween themed dinner party for one of the nights. Diana couldn’t get time off from work and was disappointed she wouldn’t be able to join me, so she hatched a plan to be with me “in spirit.” She’s not a practicing witch, but has dabbled in Tarot and has a few spell books. I wasn’t a believer, so when she told me she was going to enchant a necklace for me to wear and cast a spell so we could be together on an astral plane while I was away, I just smiled and nodded and humored her. Well, she pulled it off – surprising even herself – and this is the story of how I became a convert, and how we had some wild experiences as a result.

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“So remember I said I would be with you in spirit on your trip? I wasn’t kidding. Are you ready to hear my plan?”

“Sure hon, what’s your plan?”

“I bought a bonded pair of enchanted necklaces at the occult store downtown. We’ll each put them on and I’ll cast another spell to bond one to you and one to me. Then after you leave for your trip and it’s closer to All Hallows Eve, I’ll cast another spell to activate the connection. If all goes well, each of us will project a spirit version of ourselves into a shared astral plane. You will still be able to focus on your business, but a part of your mind should be aware of a connection. I’m really not sure what it will be like.”

“OK, so what does this bonding spell entail? I’ve got a busy schedule today, what with all the football games on TV” I joked.

“No problem. I’ve got everything ready. Just wait right here and it’ll be over before you know it.”

Diana went down the hall and pulled an ornate box out from the back of her closet. She thought it may have glowed just a bit when she touched it. Or it was just light coming in from the window through the leaves. She came back out to the living room and opened the box. Inside were two fairly ordinary looking silver chain necklaces, but each had a small charm attached consisting of a purple and black gemstone wrapped in silver filigree. It looked very tasteful: I would have no problem being seen wearing that at the conference I thought.

“Here honey, put this on” she said, as she put one on herself as well and pulled a yellowed piece of paper out of the box as well. Diana was wearing a scoop-neck blouse so her charm was touching her skin, but I had on a tech t-shirt I got from some 5K race I had done and just put the necklace on over it.

“The spell is in some strange language I can’t read, but there’s a phonetic spelling of it too – I’m sure I can figure it out.”

With that she began to sound out the words and she got more comfortable with each iteration, establishing a hypnotic rhythm. My eyes were drawn to the charm against her skin and I couldn’t help but think how beautiful she was and how lucky I was to have her, even if she did have quirks like believing in spells. Slowly it seemed as if the charm began to glow and pulse, matching her heartbeat. I was mesmerized. Suddenly she stopped talking and the charm stopped glowing, and I was no longer sure if I had really seen it or imagined it.

“Well, that’s that! I hope it worked. I guess we’ll find out later!”

She packed up the box and put it away and then left to go shopping, or something. She didn’t care about the early game and had some errands to run, but I settled in to watch football and promptly forgot all about it.

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My flight was very early Thursday morning and I had to leave at an obscene hour to get to the airport on time. I packed my suitcase Wednesday night and wanted to turn in early so I wouldn’t be too exhausted on my trip, but we still had time for a satisfying quickie before I tried to get some sleep. Not every time can be mind blowing!

My alarm went off and I quickly shut it off so I didn’t disturb Diana. I quietly got dressed, grabbed my suitcase and computer bag and headed to the airport. I breezed through security quickly that early in the morning, grabbed some coffee and a donut and settled in at the gate, mindlessly scrolling through social media until it was time to board.

By the time we reached cruising altitude, it was about 6:30 AM and my thoughts drifted to Diana. She’d be heading to her early shift now. I wondered when she would try to “activate” the astral projection spell and if I’d notice anything. I didn’t really expect to, but the memory of her chanting and the charm pulsing came flooding back. Maybe there is something to this after all…

It was about a 6 hour flight, so after they served “breakfast” (pretzels and a soda…) I settled eskişehir escort in to do some work on my computer, and the time passed quickly.

I started to feel a little restless, but it wasn’t a feeling I was used to. I figured I’d have to go to the bathroom soon after the coffee and soda, but this didn’t feel like that. I thought I heard someone call my name, but I didn’t know anyone on this flight. I looked around just in case, but everyone was minding their own business. I tried to focus back on my work, but couldn’t. I figured I might as well get up and go to the bathroom while the seatbelt light was off and there was no line.

I headed down the aisle and was reaching for the lavatory door handle when I heard my name again, a little clearer this time: “Dave!”. I stumbled, and looked around again, drawing a quick look of concern from a passenger nearby. I forced a smile, shook my head and entered the lavatory and sat down, and heard a voice again, but this time, I recognized it:

“Hey Big Boy! Can you hear me?! My pussy is wet for you!”

It was Diana, through astral projection!

“Hello?” I whispered?

“Dave, it’s Diana, can you hear me? I can sense you. Just concentrate on me and think your response, don’t speak out loud.”

I closed my eyes and concentrated on her voice in my head. I tried to visualize her. And since she mentioned it, I tried to visualize her sliding her fingers in and out of her wet pussy and a ghostly vision appeared in my mind. I’m not sure of I was imagining it or not, but the face cleared up and I could see her mouth move as she spoke, and her eyes lit up.

“OMG Dave, I can see you! Holy shit, this worked, I can’t believe it.”

I just sat there, dumbfounded.

“Try speaking to me with your mind Dave. It takes some practice. I’ve been trying to reach you for about 10 minutes!”

“Umm, Hi” I said weakly, and waved, and suddenly felt silly for doing so.

“Did you just wave to me? I think I saw your astral body wave!”

“Yes! yes I did! Forgive me, I’m shocked. I don’t know how to respond to all this. I never expected this to work…”

“You look far away. I’m going to try to come closer to you, but I have no idea how to actually do that.”

I focused on her form, and could see her arms waving, almost like she was swimming breaststroke towards me. She did actually seem to be getting closer.

“Hey, it looks like you are swimming! I think you are getting closer!”

“Yeah, you seem to be getting closer too. I’m not actually moving my arms, but I visualized it, and it seems to work. This is fun!”

She seemed close enough to touch, and instinctively I reached my hand out and saw my “astral arm” projected in front of my face, and she reached out too. Suddenly, as our astral bodies touched, I felt something touch my actual finger. My eyes flew open, but there was nothing there, and Diana’s astral body started to fade. I quickly closed my eyes and concentrated, willing her back.

“Did you feel that! When our astral hands touched, I swear I felt it in my body! I opened my eyes and almost lost my connection to you.”

“Yes, I felt it too. This is so much more than I expected! But I’m going to have to say good bye for now – I’ve got to get to work. I love you. And my pussy will be longing for you all day! I’ll connect again this evening!”

“I love you too…”

Just then there was a knock on the door. “Sir, are you ok in there?”

My eyes flew open and I remembered I was sitting in a cramped airplane lavatory. How long had I been in there?

“Yes, I’m, uh, just finishing up” I stammered.

I realized I did have to pee after all, so I quickly did my business, flushed, washed my hands and sheepishly opened the door and walked back to my seat. I looked at my watch and realized it had really only been about 5 minutes. I put my earbuds in, closed my eyes and listened to some music on my phone, trying to process what happened. I kept coming back to the feeling when our astral bodies touched, and started to wonder how much more we could do, with practice. Our astral presence was fairly… fuzzy, or cloudy. I had been able to focus on her face, and sense an arm reaching out, but not much else.

I dozed off and was awoken as the plane started to descend and the flight attendants were preparing the cabin for arrival. Like lemmings, or sheep, we all got our bags and shuffled off the plane, down the hallway to baggage claim, with people peeling off to use the restrooms and then joining the stream of people again. I got my bag and figured out where to go: the conference was at an airport hotel, so I didn’t have to rent a car or take a bus, but still had to find my way through the concourse and shops and finally checked in and got up to my room about 1pm.

I stripped off my travel clothes and threw myself down onto the bed to relax. There was an informal “meet and greet” tonight, but the conference sessions didn’t start until Friday, and the Halloween gaziantep escort dinner party was Friday night, so I had some time to kill.

I thought back to the astral connection experience on the plane, and how Diana had mentioned her wet pussy would be longing for me, and I felt myself start to stiffen. My hand drifted down and started to tease my cock as I felt it get harder and I imagined Diana at home with two or three fingers plunging in and out of her, stroking myself more aggressively as I imagined the squelching sound her fingers would make. I was almost on the verge of release when my cell phone rang, and it was the ring tone I had set up for Diana.

I stopped stroking and scrambled for the phone, but still kept one hand lightly on my cock as I answered the phone. “Hi babe, I was, um, thinking of you.”

“I’ll bet you were” she said. “Are you still hard, or did you cum already?”

“Still hard – I was just about to explode when the phone rang. Would you like me to cum for you while you are on the phone?”

“Sorry babe, no time. Just wanted to check in while I had a minute. Can you be a Good Boy for me and hold off until later?” she said mischievously.

“If you insist.”

“I do, I do 🙂 Listen I’ll be home about 7:30 tonight and I can try to connect again. Try listening for me around that time.”

“Excellent. There’s a cocktail hour starting around 5 but it will probably be boring, so I’ll be eager to hear from you later.”

“Later then, big boy” she said playfully, and hung up.

I looked down at my still hard cock and sighed. I wanted some release, but if she wanted me to wait, it was usually worth it. I still had some time to kill so I put on some gym clothes and found the hotel fitness center and did a workout to take my mind off things. I got back to the room, showered and put on some business casual clothes and went down to the happy hour. As expected, it was pretty lame: the open bar had limited choices and the conversation was banal. I found myself looking at my watch frequently, until it was about 7:15. I extricated myself from the conversation I was in and headed up to the room, stripped down and laid on the bed again, and just at 7:30 closed my eyes and tried to focus on Diana.

Almost instantly I heard her: “Dave, are you there?”

“Hey Diana, I’m here! Can you hear me?”

“Loud and clear. That was much easier than earlier today. I sneaked in a little internet research while at work today, and stopped by the Occult shop for some tips. Frankly, they weren’t much help: they seemed even more shocked than me that we were able to connect. But they did give me a book that might have some tips.”

“Cool. Does it say anything about, what’s it called, manifestation maybe? I swear I could physically feel you when our astral bodies touched earlier.”

“I’m skimming through it now. There is a section, but it’s light on details. Apparently this kind of connection is rare. But if we focus on something we are both familiar with, like each other’s faces, it should draw us closer.”

“What if I focus on that beautiful wet pussy of yours, and you focus on my hard cock. Will that work?” I said, only half jokingly.

“Slow down big boy, let’s focus on the basics first. Now concentrate on my face.”

We both concentrated, although to be honest, I was flipping back and forth between her face and her pussy, but our astral bodies did get much closer and appeared with clearer outlines. She reached out towards me.

“Now slowly reach out with your mind and astral arm and try to touch my hand. Let’s see if we can recreate that.”

I tried to visualize it without moving my real arm, but couldn’t make it happen. Finally I lifted my real arm and my astral arm followed.

“I can do it if I move my real arm. I wasn’t able to do it my just thinking.”

Our “hands” touched and again I felt like a static electricity shock on the tip of my finger and pulled back suddenly.

“I felt a shock” I said.

“Me too. Try again, slowly. Maybe it was just an initial discharge.”

I reached out again and felt her touch. No shock this time, not quite a real touch, but something. I could see my astral hand outstretched touching hers, and I reached out the other hand and could see it in front of me.

“I’m going to try touching your cheek…”

Our forms were still not entirely distinct, so it wasn’t clear exactly where her cheek and my hand were, but I slowly reached out until I could feel her, and I heard her sigh. I caressed her cheek and she practically purred.

“Oh my god, that is so intense. I’m lying in bed naked and I can feel your touch on my cheek, and I don’t even have to hold a phone!”

“Kiss me” she said, as I saw her astral face move towards mine. I reached out the other hand and held both her cheeks, and tried to guide our lips together. We touched, but it wasn’t like a real kiss. It was surreal, and different. And better. It was intensely intimate. Then giresun escort suddenly it was over and there was nothing but mist between my hands. I was about to panic when I heard her laugh and appear again in front of me.

“Looks like we need to learn to control our astral bodies better! I was so turned on I couldn’t hold myself together. That was intense, lets try it again!”

We “kissed” again, experimenting with pressure and intensity and motion, learning to figure out what worked and what didn’t. Instinctively I reached down towards where her breasts would be and she suddenly jumped back.

“Whoah, I wasn’t expecting that sensation. Sorry I pulled back. Do it again though” she said lustfully. “Feel up my astral boobs, babe!”

I “leaned back” and focused on her tits, willing them into focus. I caressed them with both hands, gently stroking under and around, teasing, circling in on her nipples. I could hear her breathing change, and saw her chest rise and fall. I moved in with my mouth to try to suck on her taut nipple and heard her moan. I felt her hands on the back of my head, pressing my mouth into her breast. If we were physically together, I probably would have suffocated, but in the astral plane, that wasn’t a problem. I “buried” my face in her chest, moving back and forth between breasts, sucking on one while “pinching” the other.

“Oh my god, that feels incredible. I’ve never felt anything like it. I want to feel your mouth on my pussy. I’ve been wet for you all day!”

Again I pulled back slightly and shifted my focus, moving down her abdomen, pausing to kiss her belly button, or at least what I thought was her belly button. I moved down further and found her swollen pussy lips, but no hair.

“Did you shave babe, or is this just an astral plane thing?”

“No, I didn’t shave. I’ve still got that neatly trimmed bush you love. But stop talking and lick me!”

The sensation was like nothing I’ve felt before. I could sense the heat of her lips, but there was no moisture. I imagined I could smell her musky juices, but there was nothing there. It’s amazing what the brain can imagine: it’s all just nerve impulses being processed in real life anyway.

“Try spreading your lips for me babe, I want to see what happens.”

As if by magic, wispy tendrils of astral fingers pulled at her outer labia, exposing her inner lips and her opening. I stared in wonder, filling in the details with my mind, making it more and more vivid.

“It seems so real, this is amazing. But you may have to guide me to the right spot to get you off.”

I started “licking” up and down her slit and up towards he clit when I heard her gasp and knew I had found it. They say that most men can’t find a woman’s clit, and on the astral plane it’s much harder. I tried licking up and down and around, teasing her, eliciting small gasps as I passed over her ephemeral nub.

“This is incredible! Don’t stop. Make me cum baby!”

I honed in as best I could, adjusting the tempo and pressure, listening for her guttural cues that she was getting closer and closer. Finally she screamed out and I felt her legs clamp down on my head as she had a massive orgasm, and I though I sensed her squirt.

In real life, i might have drowned, but again, breathing and “talking” on the astral plane weren’t really a problem. With my face still buried in her delicious pussy I asked “Did you just squirt?”

“Fuck yes! I’m going to have to change the sheets after that. Wow. Just. WOW!”

We “snuggled” for a bit as she came down from her high and she said “Were you a Good Boy for me today? Did you put your cock away and refrain from cumming earlier?”

“Yes, I was a good boy. But my cock is rock hard right now and it feels like my balls are going to burst!”

“Well, let see what I can do about that for you. Lay back and relax and let me try to go down on you.”

I normally love to see Diana’s pretty little mouth sliding over my cock, but I couldn’t see any details, so I imagined it. Pretty vividly I might add. I felt kisses trail down my chest slowly, and my cock twitched as she stuck out her tongue and touched the tip. I practically exploded right then and there.

“I wish I could see you. You are such a good little cocksucker, I’m imagining your lips wrapped around my shaft, that look of pure hunger in your eyes.”

Even with a mouth full of astral cock, she could speak with her mind though. This was a first, normally I can’t tell what’s she’s saying.

“Mmmmm, yes, I love this cock. I love how hard you are for me. I love feeling you slide in and out. Hey, I bet I don’t have a gag reflex!”

With that she slowly slid down my shaft until I felt the tip of my cock nudge the back of her throat. She paused instinctively, but then continued pushing until her nose was buried in my pubic hair and my balls were pressed against her chin.

“That feels incredible babe. Can you swallow so I can feel your throat ripple around my cock?”

Diana didn’t answer, but did apparently swallow.

“This feels so good, I love having your cock fill my mouth and throat without gagging. I feel so naughty. I’m so wet and horny again, I’m going to play with myself. Are you going to cum for me baby? I wonder what that will feel like, having your jizz explode in my throat?”

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