A-Cup Angst Ch. 06

Helena made Sonya dismount him with her fingers and then she pulled them out and stuck them in Sonya's face. The brunette wasted no time to start cleaning the slender digits. Seeing the glint in Jamie's eyes and his still hard cock, Helena began drawing her hand away from Sonya. Sonya followed it to finish her cleaning and got on all fours away from Jamie. Just as she caught the blonde's fingers again, she smiled.

Jamie grasped her hips firmly and let his hot, hard meat press against her slimy asshole. He increased pressure and hissed when the tight ring of muscle relented and allowed his entry into her bowels. He slowly penetrated her, taking his time to enjoy her grasping sphincter sliding down his shaft. When he hilted himself in her, he sighed in delight and then began working himself in and out. His pace picked up with each thrust and his lower belly was soon tingling in anticipation of an orgasm.

When Helena kissed Sonya and sought out her clit with her fingers, Sonya thrashed in orgasm. Jamie hilted himself in her ass and let the contractions of her asshole drive him over the edge. His orgasm made him see stars. He emptied his balls into her bowels. They remained in their position for a minute more, just enjoying the touch of their firm, young bodies, until his cock softened and slipped out of her. He lay back and she cleaned him off.

When the trio finally descended the stairs, they found an opulent spread awaiting them in the breakfast nook. Rose and Sandra had risen earlier and made it. Jamie had his fill of food and listened to Sonya and Helena debate the day's entertainment. Rose and Sandra just grinned at each other silently. He squinted at them and asked, "What have the two of you been doing this morning?"

They both smiled, pleased at the question, and Sandra spoke, "We refined an idea we've been toying with for weeks now."

"Oh," asked Jamie around a mouthful of blueberry pancakes.

"Yes," said Rose. "We've come up with something that would be a great addition to our bedroom routine." Helena and Sonya shut up and paid attention. Rose opened her mouth to say some more, but then shook her head. "It's best if we just show you."

Jamie deposited the last of the pancakes into his mouth and gestured for them to proceed. They moved plates around and placed a series of intricate drawings before him. He nodded absently at them, not really getting their purpose until the girls revealed the last of the drawings.

"Holy fuck," he whispered in admiration as the spells began to make sense to him.

"What is it," inquired Helena, peering at the drawing, "a strap on dildo?"

"Yes," answered Sandra, "and so much more. When we put it on and insert this thin rod into our pussies, it'll connect with all the nerves in and on our genitals. If we're correct, every touch on the glans will be transmitted to the clit of the girl that wears it. Every stroke of the shaft will be played up our vagina and the balls under the phallus will transmit tactile sensations to our outer lips."

"Wow," commented an impressed Helena.

"And there's more," Rose said. "The balls will collect all of the girl's juices and then pump them out of the tip when she climaxes, enabling her to deliver a girl-cumshot."

"Well, what's the holdup," asked Helena. "What are you waiting for? What do we need to make this thing?"

Rose shrugged. "Jamie's approval of our idea and help in casting the enchantments, I guess," she said.

Four pairs of eyes turned up at him pleadingly. He found no fault with the spellforms so he said, "Alright. Let's carve this sucker out of some kind of-"

He was cut off by Sandra pulling the finished dildo out of a bag beside her chair and placing it down on the table. Sonya and Helena cooed appreciatively at it. The wooden cock was six inches long with a bulbous head and a rolled up foreskin under it. The shaft was two inches across with numerous veins along its length. The balls were big and smooth, made out of some kind of leather. A smooth, wooden rod, that was four inches long and one inch wide, extended from the top of the balls and was intended to be inserted into the woman's vagina. The top of the balls was also made of leather and shaped to cover all of a woman's vulva.

Sonya pointed to the leather strips attached to the sides of the contraption and asked, "What are these for?"

"You wrap them around your thighs and they keep the dildo in place," answered Sandra. "They work in conjunction with this belt," she said, pulling out the soft belt with a strange buckle. "We haven't attached it yet. The belt would be worn around the waist and be charmed to keep the dildo from slipping out during vigorous use." She pointed out several spellforms for Jamie. "We were thinking of tying the activation enchantment to the buckle so that when you fasten it, the magic activates."

"Ok," said Jamie. "I see how this thing will work. But what would you use it for?"

The girls looked around at each other, before Rose shrugged and said, "For double penetration." She continued off Jamie's look. "When you fuck one of us, another one could put this thing on and double her up."

"You already like it when you fuck one of us and we insert a finger in her ass, or when you ass-fuck us and we give each other a reacharound," said Helena, liking the potential of this apparatus. "This thing would be just like that, only even better."

Jamie shrugged and said, "Alright, let's make this thing!"

Sonya and Helena busied themselves clearing the breakfast table and setting the dishes to soak while Sandra deftly completed the leather harness. Rose, Jamie and she then sat in a circle, with the dildo between them, and went over the spellforms one last time. They joined their magics and cast the enchantments in order. They were done in less than ten minutes. "Ok," gasped Rose. "Who gets to try it first?"

"Me, me, me, me," Sonya shouted, jumping up and down, already naked again.

"Ok," said Jamie, "we got a volunteer. Get wet! This only works if you're aroused."

Sonya stepped forward and everyone could see and smell her arousal from where they were sitting. She pulled her lips apart and slowly inserted the thin shaft inside of herself. "Ugh," she complained, "it's cold!"

"Give it a sec," said Rose as she fastened the leather straps around her thighs. Sandra snapped the buckle on the belt, right over Sonya's tailbone, and everyone gasped as the whole leather harness tightened up and molded itself to Sonya's skin. "Is it too tight?"

Sonya shook her head no. "I can't feel it at all. It's like I'm not wearing anything." She cocked her head in thought. "Aw, I can't even feel the little shaft inside of me. I think it's not working, you guys."

Rose touched the six inch long shaft that was protruding from Sonya's groin at a 45 degree angle. It felt like the real thing under her touch. It was hard, yet yielding.

Sonya gasped, "Oh, fuck! I felt that! You touched me deep in my pussy!" Rose smiled a wicked smile and wrapped the fingers of her hand partway around the phallus. "Holy shit! Your whole hand! I feel it! It's in my pussy! Argh! Your fingers are flat against my... Oh, fuck!"

Rose began to slowly stroke her hand up and down Sonya's dick with a wicked smile. Helena and Sandra watched with bated breath as Sonya writhed at the sensations. When Rose stuck her tongue out and gently licked at the now warm head of the cock, Sonya flinched. "Holy shit! I felt that on my clit! Your tongue! It's got so many, oh! Argh! My whole pussy is outside of me for you to touch. Don't tease! This is so..."

Satisfied that the dildo's magic was working properly, Rose cut her off by stretching her jaw wide and enveloping the head of Sonya's cock with her lips. Sonya's eyes rolled back in her head as her mouth gaped wide open. She emitted strangled cries of ecstasy as Rose's tongue fluttered all over the dildo's glans. Sonya's legs gave out and she sat back on the couch. Rose moved with her, not letting the dick escape her hot mouth. She started to suck it like it was Jamie's and Sonya was soon babbling hysterically.

Jamie watched with interest as the balls started to swell up with content. Sonya flushed and started to writhe in orgasm. Rose made a startled noise and pulled her face off the cock, still stroking it with her hands. A clear liquid spurted from the tiny hole in the tip of the cock. It came out in a continual stream, making Rose's face wet. Jamie noted the balls were twitchingly drawing up towards the base of Sonya's cock. As her orgasm subsided, so did the spurting of her juices from the dildo.

Rose smiled, looking very proud of herself. "It works," she exclaimed and got up to hug Sandra. The two of them squealed in delight at their success.

Sonya opened her eyes and looked over at Helena. She got up and seized the blonde, dragging her to the couch. "I owe your ass a good seeing to since this morning," said Sonya and bent Helena over the back of the couch. Helena smiled nervously and watched Jamie for a cue on how she should react to this. Everyone looked on as Sonya lined her cock, slick with saliva, against Helena's asshole and began to press it in.

Helena moaned in protest for a few seconds and then grunted as the phallus slipped inside of her. She tried to move off of it, but Sonya kept a tight hold on her hips and dug her nails in deeper to discourage any motion. Slowly, at a crawl, Sonya pushed her cock in deeper. Her eyes were shut firmly and her face distorted in a grimace of pleasure as she found out what it felt like to penetrate a girl's ass.

When she went in all the way, she laughed and started to pull out, making Helena gasp and shudder. Soon, Sonya was fucking Helena's ass and Jamie was rock hard seeing this. He took off his boxers and T-shirt and put a hand on Sonya's ass, stopping her thrusts. She would have complained at the interruption, but his touch was an unspoken order, so she let him guide her to a seated position. Helena remained firmly attached to her cock during this and now tried to bounce up and down her shaft.

Jamie admired the way the swarthy blonde's tits bounced around and then stepped between her widespread thighs. He aimed his shaft into her pussy with one hand and slid into her wetness easily. He groaned as he felt Sonya's hard shaft against his own. Helena began to writhe between them, impaled on both their cocks. Rose and Sandra knelt on either side of them and began to play with her tits. Helena started to grunt furiously as every motion of the dicks inside her drove her closer and closer to orgasm. Finally, she came with a roar, splashing her juices down her thighs. The contractions of her pussy set Jamie off and he unleashed his seed inside of her. He, in turn, set off Sonya and she filled up Helena's ass with her lady juices.

Jamie pulled out of Helena and watched as his seed oozed out of her. He then saw clear juices ooze out of her ass. Helena's face wrinkled up and she got off Sonya's cock. "It feels icky," she complained. "It's too wet and runny to be coming out of my ass. I need to go to the toilet." She rushed off, practically plugging her own ass up with a finger.

Rose pushed her hand between Sonya's back and the couch and disengaged the buckle on the belt. The harness loosened and Rose pulled the dildo out of Sonya faster than the heaving girl could complain about it.

She stripped her panties off and put the dildo's smaller prick inside of herself. When she closed the buckle behind her back, she gasped in delight. Her fingers sought out her cock and she smiled a hazy, delighted smile. When Sandra stepped up to her, intent on examining the dildo with the critical eye of a creator examining her work, Rose grabbed the back of her neck and pushed her head down until her lips were pressed against the head of her cock.

Sandra opened her mouth and let Rose face fuck her with vigor. Jamie's cock responded to the sight by becoming hard again. He stepped behind a bent over Sandra and slipped his hands under her skirt to rid her of her panties. She moaned at his touch, exposing Rose to new sensations. He pulled her skirt up and probed her pussy. She was wet so he wasted no time in hilting himself in her tight tunnel. He fucked her leisurely while Rose strived to push her cock all the way into Sandra's throat.

When Rose orgasmed, she started to spurt her pussy juices into Sandra's throat at the kind of pressures usually reserved for men's orgasmic blasts of semen. She pressed her head to her crotch and would not let the girl retreat as her incessantly gushing juices blocked off Sandra's airway. Sandra's writhing set Jamie off and he came in her pussy with a roar, seeing stars during his orgasm. When he pulled out of her, he saw her predicament and ordered Rose, "Let go of her!"

The order penetrated the fog of lust in Rose's mind and she let go. Sandra stood up and gulped air, coughing to clear pussy juices from her lungs. Helena came back from the bathroom and patted Sandra on the back until she caught her breath.

Jamie shook his head disapprovingly at Rose and she looked chastised. "You girls need to learn some restraint with this thing," he said.

The girls spent the weekend taking turns wearing the dildo and fucking each other raw. On Sunday evening, Jamie mused idly on the fact that he did more double penetrating in one weekend than he probably would have in his entire life if he had not been exposed to magic. He shook his head at the random thought and ordered the girls to give the dildo a rest, at least for a while.

Monday marked the beginning of their college educations.

Within days, Jamie found college to be a magical place. Metaphorically, not literally. There were no wards criss-crossing the place and he had yet to spot a magic user on campus.

Jamie had attended a high school where learning and study were considered to be dirty words. All that mattered to his former classmates was gossip and popularity contests. They went to school just to mark time until their parents told them they were grown up and kicked them out of their house to find a McJob and fend for themselves.

Here, in college, he felt the minds of his new classmates and they were all eager to learn. They all seemed to share his hunger for knowledge. Everyone came there to study, to grow, to pit their intellect against the unknown and come out the victor.

Every part of the college experience appealed to Jamie. Lectures told him of all the possibilities that lay before him. Libraries gave him the resources to tackle any subject he came across. The laboratories were the equivalent of candy land, particularly the robotics and A.I. labs.

The student body utilized its freedom to form clubs in which they explored shared interest. Jamie met so many new and interesting people that he had trouble keeping track of all their names. There were not only people from all fifty states, but from all over the world.

And then there were the parties. Sitting in a room with other bright, young people, feeling the buzz of a few beers and freely exchanging ideas was the best part of college for Jamie. As informative, inspiring and helpful professors, librarians and T.A.s were, Jamie found his mind most blown by listening to the thoughts of his fellow students.

He was sitting across from a French guy, that came over to the States for a semester, and sifting through the young man's accent. He was talking about the time he spent in a robotics laboratory in France where they used echolocation to keep their robots balanced and oriented. It was a completely novel concept for Jamie, so he hanged on every word and kept asking questions until he saw a warlock on the far side of the room.

Jamie tried to keep his attention on the Frenchman's words, but the warlock kept drawing his eye. He wasn't warded and he barely lit up with internal power. Why was he distracting Jamie? Jamie's brow drew down as he sensed malice and lust in the boy's mind. He caught the boy surreptitiously pour a small vial into a drink and then hand it to a pretty blonde. The boy smiled and nodded along with the girl for half a minute, before he leaned in and whispered into the girl's ear.

Jamie's mouth twisted up in displeasure as he saw the girl's aura change. The warlock had slipped her a potion that laid the groundwork for his weak charm magic which followed. There was no doubt in Jamie's mind about what the warlock was going to do with the girl as he led her away from the party with a possessive hand on her ass. Jamie used his magic to whisper orders in Rose's ear, across the room.

She came over with Sandra, leading Helena and Sonya, and the two tall beauties parked themselves across from the Frenchman to keep him there until Jamie could come back and continue their conversation. He jogged after the warlock with Rose and Sandra in tow. Stepping outside, they saw no trace of him, so Jamie went back in, got his empty bottle and focused his mind on the memory of the guy's aura. Jamie let his instincts guide him through the scrying on the fly and he found himself knocking on a dorm room door, with the number 309 on it, in just a few minutes.

"Go away," called the warlock from room 309. Jamie twisted his hand and the door unlocked and flew open. The three of them strode in and found the warlock sitting on his bed, next to the vacant eyed blonde, and holding her top in his hands. The warlock's surprise vanished almost immediately to be replaced by wrath. "I don't know who the three of you are, but you've just made the biggest mistake of your lives!"

The young man stood up to his full, 5'6" height and began to chant. Jamie blinked as the guy actually chanted, just three feet away from him. Instead of focusing his mind and calling on his emotions to power his magic with but a thought, this kid was actually chanting aloud to slowly let his mind gather what meager power he had. By the time the chant drew the dude's emotions to a head, anyone could have punched his lights out, many times over. Jamie patiently allowed the guy to come ever so close to finishing before he choked off his power with but a thought.

The warlock sputtered in sudden agony and fright. "Who the fuck are you," he demanded with a shaking voice.

"We, the fuck, are justice," said Jamie and then winced as he remembered the last time he had used that line.

"What do you want," asked the guy. "Do you want the girl? Take her! I don't care! She's all yours!"

Jamie shook his head and looked to the ceiling. As he heaved a deep, calming breath, Sandra shoved the kid flat against his wall, telekinetically. Rose took the girl's chin in her hand and forced her to make eye contact. She cleared the girl's mind of the warlock's suggestions and sent her to her room with a newfound resolution to never take opened drinks from strangers and a fuzzy memory of what exactly happened between leaving the party and getting home.

Jamie cast his mind trick on the guy, telling him to speak freely of what he was doing.

The young man relaxed and sleaze crept into his voice and face. "Hey, man," he said agreeably, "I'm not doing anything wrong. These chicks would have given it up to me anyway. I'm that fucking good, alright? All I was doing here was speeding up the process. That's it. I mean, I guess I could have sat through five hours of listening to them yapping on about their dreams and their hopes and whatever ambitions they have, but who has that kind of patience?"

"Them," asked Rose.

"Yeah, them," said the boy. "I get laid, like, every other night. I'm irresistible to these chicks. I just cut through the bullshit, alright? I ain't got the time to take it slow, ya know?"

Rose rolled her eyes and used her power on the boy's mind. "Shut up," she ordered him and he complied, instantly. "What do we do with this shit?"