Summoner 8

by Eric Vall

  I couldn’t wait any longer, but as I leaned forward to touch her chest, she shook her head slightly.

  “Let Nia help,” Arwyn purred.

  The ashen-haired mage walked over, and she undid the white string that held her nightgown on. The waist of the dress loosened, and Nia pulled it over her head before she dropped it on the ground.

  Underneath, Nia was completely naked. Her pussy was shaved smooth, and her gorgeous, pink lips peeked from between her legs as she leaned over the couch to help Arwyn. Nia’s breasts pressed against Arwyn’s back as her hands traveled around to fondle the red-haired professor’s bra.

  Nia squeezed, pushed, and teased against Arwyn’s giving flesh, and the professor moaned as Nia’s ministrations continued. Eventually, the ashen-haired mage pulled the purple blouse free, and she began to work at the latch of Arwyn’s bra.

  It came undone easily by Nia’s long, graceful fingers, and the ashen-haired mage pulled the whole bra quickly upward. Arwyn’s breasts lifted up and out before they fell back down with a ripple of generous flesh.

  Finally, Arwyn’s breasts were free. Her dark, rosy nipples strained outwards, as if they begged for touch. Her breasts were unimaginably round and large, and they bounced easily when Nia’s hands roamed across them.

  I strained forward, but I waited obediently for them to give me the okay to touch. Arwyn shook her head again, and Nia moved to crouch beside the sofa.

  The ashen-haired mage leaned forward and took Arwyn’s left nipple in her mouth. She sucked and swirled her tongue around before she bit gently, and Arwyn arched her back in a pleasured response.

  Nia moved on to the other breast, and Arwyn let out a desperate moan in response. Nia kneaded both breasts with her hands as she flicked her tongue across Arwyn’s nipples.

  The professor ground her hips against the couch cushion as her desperation for release increased, but it was clear she’d need more friction than that.

  Finally, Nia stopped massaging and sucking before she leaned back. She licked her lips with a sultry, satiated look on her face.

  “I’ve gotten her ready for you, Gryff,” Nia told me as her blue eyes shot me a seductive, lingering stare.

  “She does look ready,” I hummed out before I knocked the textbooks between us to the floor.

  The books landed heavily, and their pages sprawled open in an ungainly heap, but I couldn’t care less. Arwyn and Nia were the only ones I had eyes for right now.

  I moved forward and flipped Arwyn’s lacy skirt up. Beneath the layers of black, patterned fabric, I revealed her spread thighs and dripping pussy. There was a dark, wet spot on the couch between Arwyn’s legs, and I smiled to think about how ready she was for me.

  “Do you want the skirt off?” Arwyn asked as a pink flush traveled down her stomach in anticipation.

  “I don’t think it’s going to be necessary,” I assured her as I slid my hands underneath the lace and wrapped my fingers around her firm ass. Arwyn’s best assets were certainly her breasts, but I knew how to appreciate the generous cheeks of her butt as well. I squeezed and massaged her muscles as she squirmed and giggled in my grip.

  Nia sat behind me on the couch and pulled my shirt off with deft fingers. When she reached the button of my pants, I stood obligingly and let her strip them off me. When all the clothes were gone, I sat again and drew my hands along Arwyn’s thighs.

  Nia pressed close to me from behind, and she reached around to stroke my cock with her warm, talented hands. She spat into her palm and rubbed it over my cock to lubricate it before she slid her hands over the sensitive tip and down the length of my member. She wrapped her hands into two circles and teased the head of my cock as she moved them back and forth around me.

  Finally, I let go of Arwyn’s ass and moved my hands back and under the lacy frills of her skirt to caress her clit. I fingered her with slow patience, and I knew every second made her more and more needy. Every once in a while, I hit directly on a more sensitive spot, and Arwyn jerked and moaned whenever I did.

  Nia’s hand on my cock was fantastic, and I couldn’t believe a handjob could feel so good. Just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, she slipped off the couch, crouched beside us, leaned in, and angled her head to take me in her mouth.

  She licked the head of my cock first, and my hips jerked in reaction to the sensitive feeling. Nia didn’t slow down there, however, and she pushed her head down the length of me until she had almost all of it in her mouth. She bobbed her head and created suction as her tongue ran over the head of my member. As she bobbed and licked, she created a delicious rhythm that nearly drove me crazy.

  Finally, I could take it no more, and I pulled Arwyn forward while I bent her legs up against her stomach.

  Nia popped off my cock and smiled as she gazed up at me with hot desire burning in her eyes.

  Arwyn’s skirt flipped up easily to reveal her skin below, and I took in the gorgeous sight in front of me. Her pink slit was wet and shiny with arousal, and I pushed my hips forward to enter her perfect, blissful warmth.

  “Don’t forget about Nia,” Arwyn gasped as she moaned at the feeling of my cock filling her.

  “Don’t worry,” I reassured her with a smile. “I think we can make this work perfectly with three people at once.”

  I pulled out and flipped Arwyn onto her stomach before I directed Nia to straddle the small of the professor’s back.

  Nia faced me and leaned back until she and Arwyn were back-to-back in a horizontal position. I swiped a pillow off the back of the couch and settled it under the ashen-haired mage for support. It looked like the pressure and weight of the position was distributed fairly evenly, but I wanted to make sure it would work.

  “Everything feeling okay?” I asked.

  “Just impatient to get started,” Arwyn answered in a teasing tone as she wiggled her hips underneath Nia.

  “Feels good,” Nia added with a sultry look. “I’m glad I get to be the one that watches you.”

  “I’ve had my turn to watch,” Arwyn responded lightly. “This is only fair.”

  I gazed at the two flushed, dripping entrances in front of me and tipped my head to one side as I decided which to pick first.

  When my decision was made, I rocked forward and plunged my cock into Nia’s tight pussy, and she cried out in pleasure as I entered her. I pistoned my hips in and out as my cock delved into Nia, and soon she was moaning and panting with mounting ecstasy.

  Just when Nia began to calm from the initial bliss, I pulled out and lowered myself into Arwyn. The extra time I took to set the girls up with cushions paid off, and the angle was just high enough to let me slide inside her. She was extra tight from being pressed against the surface below her, and she gasped as we both felt the delicious friction inside her pussy.

  While I was inside Arwyn, Nia fingered herself and watched us with lustful, hooded eyes. I didn’t let the ashen-haired mage wait too long, and I pulled out of Arwyn and plunged back into Nia. Their juices mixed along my cock, and Arwyn moaned as the movement above her ground her clit into the couch cushions.

  For the next half an hour, I switched back and forth between the women until both pleaded for release. Finally, I picked up the pace and slammed my cock into Nia at such a relentless rhythm that she finally twisted around me and came within a minute of my entering her.

  As Nia shuddered and moaned, I pulled out and dove into Arwyn to give her the same treatment. It took the red-haired professor almost no time to be worked into a moaning mess. As I hit deep inside her, she came with a shout as her pussy clenched around me.

  I was close to finishing too, since the fast pace put me on the edge of coming. I switched back to Nia and pounded her with abandon as I clutched her by her wide hips. Nia still moaned and twitched with the force of her orgasm, and within a couple of minutes, I reached my peak and climaxed inside her for a few pulses before I pulled out, buried myself in my teacher, and filled her tight tunnel with the remainder of my seed.
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br />   When we were done and satiated, we laid back on the couch with exhaustion. My head tucked next to Arwyn’s breasts, and Nia’s long legs draped across my torso as she faced the opposite direction.

  “I don’t think I’m going to forget this study session,” I mumbled with blissful sleepiness.

  “You better not,” Arwyn replied with a laugh. “That material is important to your education.

  “I don’t think I’ll forget it either,” Nia hummed.

  “I’m not sure you’re even capable of forgetting,” I teased the ashen-haired mage. “You’ve got that Kenefick memory.”

  “I study when nobody’s looking,” Nia told me with a yawn.

  “So, Arwyn and I have now observed a rare event,” I noted. “I’ll write it in my diary as a special occasion.”

  “Exactly,” Nia confirmed with a pleased smile. “Now, I’m going to go back to my room before you can start making scientific sketches.”

  “Too bad,” I responded with mock sadness, “I was just about to whip out the pen and paper.”

  “I’m exhausted too,” Arwyn said with a yawn. “You kids have your ridiculous stamina, but I need to get back to research in the morning without falling asleep on my desk. I better turn in.”

  “Sounds like all three of us are ready for bed, then,” I said as I stood and stretched.

  “Wait one minute,” Arwyn interrupted me with a smile. “I figured our study session would turn into pleasure pretty quickly, so I wrote out a detailed guide of what you two need to know from the first month of this semester. It’s on the desk, over there.”

  I walked over and picked up the relevant sheaf of paper. There were two copies, one for both Nia and me. The guide was written in perfect, beautiful handwriting, and I could only imagine how long it must have taken Arwyn to create it.

  “This is amazing,” I admitted in awe as I scanned through the organized notes.

  “It was simply a matter of compiling various teacher lectures,” Arwyn replied with a dismissive shake of her head.

  “That’s no easy task,” Nia insisted.

  “I was happy to do it,” Arwyn said as she examined us both. “It will be hard for you two to absorb all at once, and I don’t expect any miracles, but take a look at it, alright?”

  “Absolutely,” I told her with a vigorous nod.

  “It’s a deal,” Nia agreed, and her eyes sparked as she realized she had an academic challenge ahead of her.

  Nia could never resist outperforming the wildest expectations. I knew she would have the entire guide studied, researched, and filed away in her memory within a few weeks.

  “Thank you, Arwyn,” I told her seriously. “This is really nice of you to do.”

  “It’s what teachers should do,” Arwyn insisted. “Now, you two should get back to bed. Sleep is important when you never know where the next mission is coming from.”

  She was right, of course. It took us a few moments to make ourselves modest as we put our clothes on again, and Nia couldn’t look very presentable in just her nightgown, but she got here fine with it. It was late at night now, and almost nobody was up and around on a school evening.

  “Want an escort back to your room?” I asked Nia.

  “Actually, that would be lovely,” she said with a sly look at me. “It’s been awfully cold in the women’s dorms lately, and I could use somebody else to keep warm.”

  “Then let me be the gentleman and walk you back,” I decided with a grin.

  We walked arm in arm as we returned to Nia’s dorm room. We stopped in front of number three-eleven, and Nia pulled a key from her nightgown pocket to unlock the door.

  Once we were inside, I had to marvel at the royal furnishings Nia had at her disposal. I’d seen it all before, but it had been a while, and the novelty of such a large space hadn’t worn off yet.

  Nia didn’t have a roommate, so her room was dominated by a king-sized, four poster bed with an intricately carved headboard. A large dresser stood along the wall, and her wide writing desk was neat and organized in perfect Kenefick fashion. Besides the oversized necessities, she also had a mahogany lounge chair covered in rich, green leather.

  Nia and I stripped our clothes off again before we nestled together in the bed, and the satin sheets slid like cool water against my skin. My arm tucked around her shoulders, and Nia sighed happily as she leaned her head against my chest.

  “You and Arwyn really know how to scheme,” I chuckled as my mind ran over the events of tonight.

  “We figured if we put our heads together, we could come up with something nice for you,” Nia explained with a pleased smile.

  “It was more than nice,” I hummed. “I think it was just what I needed.”

  “Good,” Nia replied, and her lashes fluttered shut against my chest. “I think I’ll sleep well tonight.”

  She settled against me, and I ran my fingers through her soft, pale hair. It glowed faintly in the moonlight from outside her window, and she looked more like an angel in that light than Sera or any Archon ever would.

  “I think I’ll sleep well, too,” I agreed.

  We both drifted off, and my sleep was dreamless and peaceful with Nia in my arms.

  In the morning, we woke up slowly and stretched as the sun fell across our bodies. Nia’s pale skin looked like it was dipped in gold as sunbeams of soft light reflected off her face and breasts.

  A sudden gurgle of noise split the silence, and Nia put her hands over her stomach as she blushed.

  “Hungry?” I asked her as I chuckled at her reaction.

  “Just a little,” she admitted. “I guess I didn’t eat enough at dinner last night.”

  “We can go get breakfast now,” I said as I patted her on the stomach. “The baths can wait until later. You’re not allowed to starve on my watch.”

  “I’m not starving,” Nia insisted as she rolled her eyes. “I’m just ravenously hungry, to the point where I might consider eating a drawing of an apple if I don’t get food soon.”

  “Sounds normal enough,” I replied with a casual shrug. “C’mon, let’s get dressed.”

  We rushed through our morning routines, and I hopped back into my clothes from yesterday as Nia put on a fresh blouse and shorts. Then we hurried out the door together and made our way to the cafeteria.

  The line was busy, since we came an hour before classes started, and we lined up impatiently behind the rest of the tired students. As we waited, I looked around the cafeteria and spotted Varleth, Layla, and Braden at a table together in the corner of the room.

  Once we got our plates of hash browns, fresh fruit, sausages, and pancakes, we hurried back to our friends’ table.

  As we approached, I listened in amusement to the conversation Braden and Layla were having.

  “I think everybody must look at us like we’re these phantom students,” Layla insisted. “We walk around the halls like we’re going places, but we never turn up in any classrooms. We come to the cafeteria for regular meals, but sometimes we don’t show up for weeks on end.”

  “That’s normal,” Braden assured her. “More than a few students are on monster response squads, and everybody knows you can get delayed for days or even weeks while you’re in the Shadowscape.”

  “Hmph,” Layla grunted. “I don’t buy it, we’re just gone way too often. In fact, I’m sure some people even know we were wanted by Miriam and her little tyranny squad.”

  “Tyranny squad,” Varleth echoed as he snorted into his hash browns.

  “Then Sleet pops up outta nowhere from recovery, and we’re like, best buds with him,” Layla continued with a sage nod. “People definitely think we’re up to something heinous. I’m sure they’re throwing around all kinds of rumors.”

  “Hey guys,” I greeted them as Nia and I sat down at their table. “Are we talking about how famous we are?”

  “Yup,” Layla confirmed as her hazel eyes sparkled with mirth. “I think we must be celebrities among students.”

 
“Funny how nobody’s staring at us, then,” I commented with a grin as I stabbed a sausage with my fork.

  “C’mon,” Layla argued, “Academy mages are smarter than that. They’re using secret techniques like mirrors and stuff.”

  “Uh-huh,” I drawled as my eyebrows rose.

  “Look,” Layla said as she jabbed a finger toward a nearby table. “See that kid over there, with the book? He’s only pretending to study, but he’s really listening in on our conversation.”

  “Actually,” I pointed out as I watched the student, “I think he’s annoyed we’re talking so loudly on this side of the cafeteria. A lot of kids like to eat and study back here.”

  “Well, whatever,” Layla retorted. “He can be a nerd and also be eavesdropping. Multitasking is a thing.”

  We both laughed, and I shoveled pancakes into my mouth as I shook my head at Layla. Breakfast was so good, we all dug in to eat instead of continuing the mock debate.

  Then a familiar woman entered the cafeteria and stopped as she scanned the room. Her dark coils of hair and mahogany-colored skin were instantly recognizable, and I lifted my brows curiously as I watched her.

  “What’s Professor Lle’shenne looking for?” Braden asked as he swallowed his food.

  The professor looked our way, and her face lit up with purpose before she strode toward our table.

  “Us, it seems like,” I realized. “This could be great news or bad news, but I think we can count our little vacation over.”

  Lle’shenne came right over and leaned close.

  “We’ve got a situation on our hands, students,” Lle’shenne told us, and her dark eyes glittered with worry.

  “What is it?” I asked in a hushed tone.

  She glanced around and chewed on her lip before she bent closer.

  “It’s Phi,” Lle’shenne whispered. “She’s been spotted in a new location, according to some reports we just got in.”

  My heart dropped, and the taste of breakfast grew stale in my mouth.

  “Is Sleet calling a meeting?” I asked in a low voice.