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The Witches of Canterbury	By : lilam70 Category: Individual Celebrities > Orlando Bloom Views: 5226 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Orlando Bloom. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: The Witches of Canterbury
Author: blueglitter
Warnings: Don’t read this if you are easily offended by SEX
Pairings: Orlando Bloom/ Female Characters
Disclaimer: No harm or copyright infringement intended. I do not mean to offend anyone, or be the cause of anger. Written for pure enjoyment only. For non commercial purposes. I do not know these people in real life, how they conduct their day to day lives in nothing of my bussiness at all. Sorry!! I am not in anyway associated with them.
Summary: SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT!!!
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By Wednesday, the summer heat was back again with temperatures soaring high. The sky was blue with not a single cloud in the sky and Sidi was lying on the patio with his tongue hanging out. Orlando was sitting in the sun eating an ice cream and reading a book. He turned the last page and sighed. “The End.”
He put the book down on the table and stretched out lazily. He usually had Wednesday afternoon’s off from work and he usually spent it reading in the back yard if the weather permitted.
‘I guess its time to head to the book store again’ he thought and went back into the house to get dressed. Sidi padded after him and jumped on his rumbled bed while he got dressed.
He grabbed a bottle of water and decided to walk to the bookstore in stead of driving. Sidi was excited to be tagging along as always.
The streets were lined with pretty houses, with immaculate gardens. Children were playing football in the park and mothers with strollers were slowly making their way to the market and shops.
As Orlando crossed the street to get to the bookstore, he spotted Kate and Liv with a ridiculous amount of shopping bags.
“Hey Orlando!” Greeted Kate.
They put the bags down at their feet and both started rubbing their sore hands.
“Let me guess. Sale?” He asked
“We wish. No Kate is helping me put together a few outfits for a photo shoot I have this weekend.”
“We are about to go for a drink and discuss accessories.” Kate looked excited. “Want to join us?”
Listening to two women discussing earrings and shoes was not exactly Orlando’s idea of a fun afternoon so he politely declined and promised to catch up with them right before he went home.
The familiar sound of the bell above the door jingled as Orlando and Sidi entered the store and the girl behind the counter greeted them with a smile. It was always very silent in the there, no music, and only soft whispering between the costumers. Sidi ran to the counter and the girl behind the counter gave him a dog biscuit. Orlando made his was to the back and ran his fingers along the backs of the many, many books.
He glanced at the new titles and turned his head side ways to read them better. He went around a corner not looking where he was heading and bumped into someone and the other person dropped the book he was holding.
“Sorry mate.” Orlando bent over to pick up the book to hand it back to the customer. When he stood up and saw who it was, he dropped the book again. “Shit” He quickly bent over to retrieve it a second time.
His breath caught in his throat.
Johnny was standing in front of him, looking surprised, and trying to hide his smile. Orlando handed the book back to him and Johnny grabbed his wrist.
“Fancy meeting you here.”
Orlando jerked his hand back in surprise and once again the book fell on the ground.
“Leave it.” Ordered Johnny.
“Let go of me.”
Johnny loosened his grip on Orlando’s wrist and he slowly pulled his hand free not breaking eye contact with him.
“Thank god the inclement weather of the last week is over huh? Said Johnny, amused.
“I didn’t take you as the type to talk about the weather.” Snapped Orlando and turned around to leave.
“Don’t assume anything, you don’t know me at all.” Johhny sounded a bit disappointed in Orlando’s rejection for conversation.
Orlando looked back over his shoulder and saw Johnny looking at hi sadly.
“Sorry, I was rude.” Orlando picked up the book yet again and handed it back to Johnny who took it with a slight nod of thanks. “Wanna join me for a drink or something?”
Orlando regretted it the second the invitation was out of his mouth. ‘Fuck, I am an idiot!’ He could feel the blush creeping up into his face.
“Sure, let me just pay for this book.” Johnny strutted over to the counter to pay for the book.
Orlando stood with his mouth agape. ‘Did that just happen?’
After a few minutes Johnny came back.
“Umm, are you coming?” He asked.
Orlando realised that he was still standing rooted on the same spot.
He snapped out of it and walked over to Johnny and Sidi, who was wagging his tail and looking happy after his biscuit.
“I know a place where we can get coffee. Let’s go.”
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The young waitress placed two cups of coffee at their table and a bowl of water for Sidi.
Orlando absentmindedly stirred his coffee looking out the window.
Johnny was rolling a cigarette, ignoring the no smoking sign on the table completely.
“You want a cigarette?” He asked.
Orlando declined with a wave of his hand. “You can’t smoke here anyway.”
“Watch me.” He lit up the cigarette and too a long drag. “Coffee and cigarettes complete each other.”
He was completely at ease, one hand holding the cup of coffee and the other the cigarette. He was wearing a white shirt and a black hat. He looked down at the table and smiled.
“Why did you ask me to come here?”
“I don’t know.” Orlando finally stopped stirring his coffee and put the spoon down.
“You are impulsive, I like that.”
“You seem like the impulsive type too.”
“No Orlando, I always think things through very carefully.”
“Even coming here with me?”
“Yes you gave me ample time to make up my mind while you stood there blushing like a school boy.”
Orlando open his mouth to defend himself but no words came to mind. Instead he took a sip of coffee.
The young waitress came rushing over to the table looking nervous.
“Sir, excuse me sir, but you are not allowed to smoke here.” She pointed at the smoke surrounding their table. Without looking up Johnny said :”Bugger off girl.”
She squeaked and ran off. Orlando sat looking at him. Does he induce fear in everyone, not just me?
“I guess the reason why I asked you to come along was so I could get to know you better.”
Johnny finally looked up and met his eyes.
“I am not angry with you with what you did with Vanessa. We’re even now.”
“Yeah, about that-“
The door to the coffee house opened up and two loud girls came in carrying armfuls of bags. It was Kate and Liv. Sidi ran over to them excitedly and Orlando got up to stop him from jumping up on them.
“Hey what are you doing here?” Asked Kate.
“I am here for a drink with-“he pointed in the direction of Johnny.” With him.
Kate looked over to Johnny and had a huge grin on her face. “We’ll talk later.”
Orlando returned to his table, pulling Sidi by the collar.
“I hope you don’t have a crush on me because of a silly kiss.” Said Johnny.
“It was more than just a kiss!”
“Ah-ha! So you do have a crush on me. Johnny threw his cigarette on the floor and stepped on it. “I don’t mind though.”
“I do not!” Said Orlando defensively. “Stop trying to make me sound like some little kid. I am 31 one years old.”
“You are still young, you are trying to find yourself. I have been there myself.”
Orlando wondered what that meant. There was silence for a while.
“I can help you find your way.” Offered Johnny. “Stop being so dense. What you are trying to say is, is that you liked what I did to you the other night. It scares you, but you are brave. That is why we are here right now.”
Orlando finished his coffee and smiled. “Damn you.”
Johnny took the book he bought out of the bag and pushed it towards Orlando across the table. “Take it, I’d like to hear what you think of it.”
‘Analyzing Freud’
“The modern-day science of the mind”
Johhny got up from the table. “Take it easy. If you need me, you know where to find me.” Then he left.
Orlando didn’t have a clue where to find Johnny but the book was a good start to finding his mind.
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“I am so glad you came over.” Said Chantel. “You found my flat okay?”
“Yeah, yeah, no problem.” Said Orlando.
He was sitting in Chantel’s cosy living room. The walls were painted dark purple and there were abstract paintings on the walls. The room was over furnished and rather small, but it was comfortable. Chantel was standing by the window, looking out side.
“I think they others are late, I’ll just get you some tea shall I?” Without waiting for a reply, Chantel went into the kitchen to get some tea.
Orlando had been invited to a “Witch’s Meeting” and have been waiting for the group to show up for 20 minutes, but so fat no one showed up. And no Johnny. He was annoyed with himself for hoping to see him. After the incident at the café , two days before he had been mulling over the words Johnny spoke to him. Over and over in his head. He had made up variations of the conversations they had that he almost forgot the original thing Johnny said to him.
‘I don’t mind though’
‘He doesn’t mind that I have taken a fancy to him.’ Orlando smiled to himself.
Chantel came back into the living room, holding to cups of tea. She handed one to Orlando.
“This is my special Yohimbe infusion tea, it might taste a bit bitter, I can get you some more sugar if you like.” She sat down next to him no the two seater couch and placed her hand on his knee. Orlando felt a bit uncomfortable.
The tea tasted a bit nasty, but he didn’t dare say anything about it and pretended to like it. He even declined the extra sugar.
“Umm, I wonder when the others will get here?”
“I just called them from the kitchen, they are stuck in traffic.”
“All of them?” Orlando asked surprised.
“Yes, looks like its just you and me.” She squeezed his knee.
Orlando was starting to feel a little warm. He felt as if he was blushing and took her hand in his own to avoid her from squeezing his knee.
Chantel was wearing a short skirt with high heels and a white blouse. Orlanod couldn’t help noticing that she always seem to have the top few buttons undone. He got the feeling that he was lured into another trap of hers.
He took another glance down her blouse. He was feeling very warm and he was starting the breathe a little faster.
“Do you like what you see, Orlando?” She asked flirtatiously. She moved closer to him, her lips near his ear. “You know I have more to offer.”
“Chantel, I really think we should talk about this-“
She started kissing his ear lobe.
“I don’t think I want-“ He broke off. He was feeling terribly aroused by her, and she hasn’t even done anything to him yet.
“What don’t you want?” She whispered in between kissed on his neck.
“Us…this…*moan* is wrong.” He managed to say.
She ignored the statement and kissed him on the lips, sucking his bottom lip and entering his mouth with her tongue. He hands went into his hair and she gently stroked the curls behind his ears.
Orlando’s heart began to beat faster and his breathing quickened. He lost himself in her kiss and gave up trying to have any conversation with her. ‘I’ll deal with it later.’ He thought.
He began kissing her back, passionately, enjoying every millimetre of her warm skin he touched. She felt cool beneath his hands. He could not believe the effect her kisses had on him.
He was feeling uncomfortably hard and guided her hand down his chest, over his stomach, hoping she would catch onto the hint. She giggled and moaned as he kissed her deeply.
Her hand rubbed over the hard bulge in his pants. Orlando moaned out loud at her slight touch. He needed more. He was hot and still fully dressed. He wanted to get out of his clothes as quickly as possible. He pushed her away gently and statrted undoing the buttons of his light blue shirt.
“No, let me.” She breathed huskily.
“Hurry.”
She undid the buttons in record time and her cool hands moved down over his exposed chest.
He moaned louder and kissed her feverishly while he tried to undo her delicate buttons. He had her shirt off in record time and unhooked her bra in seconds. Her breasts felt so soft and hot in his hands.
He squeezed them and covered a small dark nipple with his lips. She moaned in delight as he rolled his tongue around them and sucked. Her hands were busy with his pants. She was undoing the zipper and trying to push the pants down his hips.
He got up and she pulled them down. He helped her out of her skirt and it was only a matter of minutes in between frenzied kissing that they were both naked.
The scent of sex hung in the air and it felt as if they were in a sauna. Chantel’s hand found his hard erection and started thrusting up and down. Her grip was not tight enough and he told her to go faster.
“You’re definitely way more horny than the last time we had sex. I seem to turn you on more by myself than with the help of the two friends.”
He was beyond words and simply moaned what she assumed was a yes.
Orlando’s hands moved over her breasts, down to her wet pussy. She was so wet. His fingers moved over her clit and she moaned loudly.
“Please suck me. Please”
She laughed at his begging, but did not say no. She pulled him up and got down on her knees in front of him. She was touching him everywhere, digging her nails into his hips as her mouth moved over him. He tongue was hitting the sensitive spot over and over again at exactly the right moments.
His heart was beating faster and faster as he tangled his long fingers in her auburn red hair. He looked down at her. What he saw turned him on even more. Her lips were wrapped around his shaft, she was looking up, right into his eyes as she did it.
He closed his eyes because it was too much of an effort to keep them open.
He heard her moan in pleasure as she was sucking him. This turned him no even more. Her lips felt so soft, her mouth was deliciously warm,
beyond imaginable, and every time she pulled out, the cold air felt almost uncomfortable on his searing hot skin. It was all too much for him and he felt himself reaching a point of no return.
She felt it too and pushed him down on to the couch just as he was cumming. He moaned in protest at the loss of her hot little mouth right at the moment he wanted it most. He came all over her face and she giggled. He was breathing hard and harder, completely out of breath. When he saw that he came all over her, he giggled too.
“Fucking hell.”
“Was it good?”
“Oh my god…Chantel, you look beautiful.”
She got on top of him and kissed him, and he lapped up his own cum on her face. He just couldn’t get enough of her. He wanted more, he wanted all of her. He wanted to fuck her hard.
Her hand wrapped around his cock once again and he looked down in surprise. He was *still* hard. “Oh fuck, yah like that.”
She moved her hand up and down his cock and let him lie back in ecstasy. He felt as if he *still* had to cum. She let go and got on top of him. Lowering herself on to his dick. She slid down over him slowly, painfully slowly. Orlando was too impatient and thrusted his hips up to meet her. He was all the way inside her in a second.
She cried out. She pressed down her hands on his chest and started moving up and down on his erection. Orlando’s hands moved behind her to grasp her ass in his hands. He was feeling slightly dizzy, because of lack of blood flow to his brain. He was feeling incredibly hot and sticky from all the sweat. His temples where throbbing along with his cock. He moaned out loud with ever push. He felt nothing anymore except the heat and pleasant pain that was washing over him.
Chantel was riding him like a horse, using her hands to support her weight. Orlando was feeling a bit funny, light headed and dizzy. He was feeling nauseas and sick. He stopped moving. She cupped his check in her hand.
“Orlando, stay with me.”
He closed his eyes because the room was spinning to fast.
“Chantel, what is happening…”I , I feel- “ He pushed her off him roughly.
“Orlando.”
He tried to sit up but was to weak.
“Oh shit! What have I done? “Said Chantel in a panic.
She was slapping Orlando in the face but he could not speak, he just tried to grabbed her hand to make her stop hitting him but he could hot get a firm grip around her arm.
“What’s wrong with me?” He managed to ask weakly.
“I’ll call Johnny, he’ll know what to do!”
It all went black behind Orlando’s eyes.
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Uh-oh!!!!
Maybe I should kill him off??
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