Luckily for Ben, Gwen had been a light sleeper and remembered that they had to return the RV. She got up and set the controls to return them to Grandpa. She used magic to repair and clean the torn costumes from their first sexual encounter earlier in the evening and redressed. When Ben woke up, he did the same.
When they got back to Grandpa’s they had cleaned the van so well it was like what had happened between them never did. He had been a bit curious as to why they had come back so late (It was nearly 1:00 when they returned). They said they had exhausted themselves running around on their candy search and had taken a nap in the Rustbucket. He said that they could spend the night in his house and that he’d take them home in the morning. They spent the night in his guest room, which, after a silencing spell was placed by Gwen, became the cousins’ second love nest.
Ben laid in the bed, naked, staring at the roof in the aftermath of another bout of lovemaking. Gwen laid on her front reading her spell book once again.
Ben rolled over and kissed his lover’s neck, then proceeded to look over her shoulder. “What are you looking for in there?”
Gwen turned a page. “Just looking for something¦” She turned another couple of pages, then came to one with a bent corner. After scanning it over, she saw what she was looking for. “This is it!” She sat up quickly looking it over more. “I should have guessed it. She even book-marked it.”
“What is it?” Ben asked, managing to look away from her ba are chest in seriousness.
“A contraceptive spell,” replied Gwen. “It magically prevents pregnancy by postponing ovulation. It actually makes it possible to remain fertile much longer than normal. Charmcaster had the corner bent to bookmark it; I guess she needed it a lot.”
“But what if you’re already pregnant?” Ben asked.
“It says that the spell reverses the fertilization process and splits the cells back into an egg and a sperm,” Gwen replied. “Not even pro-lifers can complain about that.”
“Is it complex?”
“On the contrary,” she said proudly. “I could do it right now.”
Gwen placed a hand over her stomach and read from the book. As she read, pink magical energy appeared in her hand as the spell was cast. She finished the spell and sighed as the magic washed through her body, doing its work.
Ben sat up and looked intently at the preteen redhead. “Did it work?”
“I think so,” said Gwen. “I’ll have to recast it every month, but I should completely protected.” Her eyes suddenly widened in surprise. She looked down and saw one of Ben’s hand clasped on her right breast. She looked at him cynically. “You couldn’t hold it in for another second, could you?”
Ben looked confused for a second, then saw where his hand had flown. “Oops,” he said. “I guess not.”
They sat silently for a few seconds before Gwen said, “Are we going to fuck again, or are you just going to manhandle my breast all night?”
Ben, not answering, quickly tackled her down and kissed all over her neck. He looked her in the eye, seeing those glimmering green eyes, said, “I love you Gwen.”
“I love you too Ben,” She replied with a small smile.
Ben wasted little time entering his cousin again. He pumped into her deeply and slowly at first. He kept a grip on her breast and gently squeezed her with each thrust.
“I love you Ben!” She shouted.
“Me too Gwen,” Ben called as he continued thrusting. “I love every inch of you.”
“Oh Ben! Fuck me deep! Fuck me!”
Ben pumped hard into her as he kissed her. Suddenly, the two turned over, resulting in Gwen straddling Ben. Without hesitation, Gwen sat up and began riding him. Ben watched in fascination as her breasts bounced with her body’s movement. He reached up and grasped them as she continued to ride him wildly.
Gwen then dropped down and laid on Ben’s chest. “I’m gonna cum Ben,” she whispered. “I’m gonna cum.”
“Me too,” replied Ben.
The two kissed, then moaned their release in each other’s mouth. Both cousins reached a climax within a few minutes and collapsed in exhaustion. They laid next to each other in the bed and stared at each other lovingly.
Ben gently traced Gwen’s face with a finger. “Goodnight Gwen,” he said tiredly.
“Goodnight Ben,” Gwen said with a yawn as she fell asleep.
Ben cuddled up close to her as he too passed into slumber.