The Enchanted Tarot

Chapter 1: The Tarot Reader

The sound of the alarm clock jolted Ludwig from a deep sleep, its shrill beeping echoing in the quiet room. He groaned, squinting against the bright light filtering through the curtains. Glancing at the window, he noticed the golden hues of sunrise spilling into the room. Despite the beauty of the morning, a heavy drowsiness clung to him like a warm blanket, urging him to stay nestled in his cozy bed.

As he lay there, his body waged a battle between sleep and wakefulness. Every fiber of his being craved just a few more minutes of rest, but his mind reminded him that he needed to get up. Yet, another feeling stirred within him, one that was hard to ignore. He felt the unmistakable sensation of arousal, his erection pressing insistently against the fabric of his pajama bottoms.

Ludwig sighed, his hand instinctively moving to calm the situation. He slipped it inside his pajama pants, but the mere touch sent jolts of pleasure coursing through him. It was no use—his manhood was fully erect and clearly in defiance of his attempts to suppress it. The persistent throbbing awakened a sense of mischief in him.

With a smirk, Ludwig decided to indulge himself. He lowered his pajama bottoms, exposing his hard cock to the cool morning air. His hand began to stroke him slowly, savoring the sensations that radiated from his member. Meanwhile, his other hand wandered to his nipples, teasing and pinching them, adding to the mounting pleasure building in his core.

Each stroke and caress heightened the intensity, drawing him closer to the edge. Ludwig's breath quickened, his heart racing as he surrendered to the pleasure, losing himself in the moment. Waves of ecstasy washed over him, and with a final thrust of his hand, he shot his cum across his face and chest, a mix of surprise and satisfaction escaping his lips.

"Damn," he muttered to himself, a flush of heat rising to his cheeks as he admired the mess he had made. Feeling sticky and somewhat guilty, he finally stood up from the bed, shedding the remnants of sleep. He quickly undressed and made his way to the bathroom, ready to wash away the remnants of his indulgence and start the day anew.

The sprawling convention center was alive with chatter and excitement as Ludwig strolled through the trade fair. Banners of different companies, products, and services filled every corner, but something else had caught his eye. Amid the sea of business booths, a small, almost mystical corner stood apart. Velvet curtains, dim lighting, and a sign that read "Sebastian's Tarot Readings".

Ludwig wasn't particularly drawn to tarot readings, but something—or someone—drew him in today. The man behind the table was mesmerizing, with sharp features, deep, dark eyes that seemed to look right through you, and a presence that exuded confidence and sensuality. His name tag read Sebastian.

Feeling a strange pull, Ludwig decided to indulge his curiosity. As he sat down, Sebastian greeted him with a smirk that made his stomach flutter, a mix of mystery and attraction.

"Welcome," Sebastian said in a smooth, almost hypnotic voice. "Shall we see what the cards have in store for you?"

Ludwig nodded, unsure of what to expect, but he could feel his pulse quickening, not just because of the reading but because of how Sebastian's eyes locked onto his. He couldn't shake the feeling that this encounter was meant for more than just tarot.

Sebastian shuffled the cards slowly, deliberately. "January," he said, turning over The Sun. "A bright new start, but with success comes clarity. You'll start something new this month—a new job perhaps. But beware..." His voice dropped to a low whisper, and he leaned closer, his hand brushing lightly against Ludwig's on the table. "Not everything is as it seems. Your path will be full of light, but shadows are never far behind."

Ludwig felt a strange heat rise in his body. Was it the cards, or was it the way Sebastian's gaze lingered, the subtle brush of his hand? "You may find more than you expect in the place you're going. There's pleasure in discovery, but..." He smiled—a knowing, almost teasing smile. "Not all discoveries are innocent."

Ludwig's heart raced. "What do you mean?" he asked, more out of curiosity than caution. Sebastian's words felt like they had another meaning.

"You'll see," Sebastian said, cryptic but undeniably sensual. "You'll meet someone soon. He'll test you, push your limits, in ways you didn't expect."

Ludwig's face flushed, his body reacting to the double meaning in Sebastian's voice. He didn't know why, but he wanted to know more, to feel more. "I'll... keep that in mind," he murmured, feeling the heat between them.