Page 103 of Group Studies

Suddenly they stopped. I growled in frustration, standing on trembling legs. Beryl, now naked as the day he was born, slipped between me at the table and lay back. He captured my hips and guided me until I straddled him right at the edge of the table.

“Legs back a bit more,” he panted. “There you go, Saff’s horny enough to forget he’s straddling both of us, once he decides to join in.”

Beryl fisted his dick, holding it ready for me. I shifted, easing myself down his length until my clit brushed his base. Moaning, I rolled my hips. I couldn’t reach his mouth, so I peppered his chest in kisses and ground myself against him, my magic sizzling everywhere I touched.

“Fuck, Dot, this is unreal,” Beryl growled, capturing my nipples between his fingers.

“It is,” Saffron’s voice came from right behind me.

I expected to feel him nudged against my back door. Instead, as Beryl pulled out, Saffron slipped in. I writhed between them, my clit rubbing against Beryl as the two took turns slowly sliding in and out of me.

My world blurred into a haze of pleasure. Their changing sizes and speeds made every plunge dive deeper into a realm of ecstasy I didn’t know existed.

I sank my nails into Beryl and tried to move my hips faster. Instead, Beryl stopped. Fully sheathed inside me, he reached down and pulled my butt cheeks apart. Again, I expected Saffron to nudge my ass.

He didn’t.

After a short struggle to insert his tip alongside Beryl’s, inch by delicious inch, the Greek God filled me more thoroughly than I knew possible. I mewled and panted as pain turned into blinding pleasure. My magic surged around us in a cloud of crystal and rainbows.

“You’re gonna have to move, Goddess,” Beryl begged. He reached up and began worshiping my breasts. “You’re baking the potato now.”

I began rocking, my moan swallowing my giggle. The thick pulsing cocks filling me as one made my magic dance and my body tense. I couldn’t quite go all the way down on them and my clit protested the lack of attention.

As if hearing my request, Saffron reached around and lightly tapped my neglected nub, before swirling his fingers and rubbing in time to my motions. Waves of pleasure began to crash in little bursts, building into something more.

“Eat our potatos, Goddess, ohh, yes, stuff those insides…” Beryl’s murmuring

added to the sounds of our bodies. I lost myself in my mages.

My climax hit me fast and hard. My back bowed, sending me surging up into Saffron’s arms, where he immediately filled his hands with my breasts. I dug my nails into Beryl’s stomach, struggling to even breathe as pleasure rocked my body.

I squeezed the two mages inside of me, sending them a final burst of magic. As one, they swelled and released.

“Yesss,” Beryl yelled, twitching.

Saffron grunted and crushed my breasts in his hands.

I let out a series of little moans, moving slightly to ride out the waves. Until my magic settled, completing the transfer.

One breath at a time, I steadied, languishing between the two mages.

Saffron pulled out and wrapped his arms around my stomach, dragging me off Beryl. He kissed me hard before bending down to bite the hickey he’d given me.

Tingles raced down my neck and my magic danced, ready for round two.

A banging rattled Director Flemmings’ office door. “Aphy, it’s me,” Professor Garnet yelled.

I swallowed. Although Ram’s drugs fuzzed my thoughts, I was now acutely aware they were affecting my actions. My stomach filled with butterflies as the reality of what I’d done sunk into my very bones. I looked for something to cover myself, and Beryl, only dressed in his pants, hung his shirt over my shoulders.

“Let him in,” I said, shrugging into the garment.

Saffron rushed to pull up his trousers. Another one of the odd, drugged giggles escaped my lips. I covered them, flushing with embarrassment.

Professor Garnet slipped inside and closed the door firmly behind him. His red rims glowed. I was suddenly hyper-aware of the double dose of jiz dripping between my legs. His gaze flicked from Beryl to Saffron, who joined Beryl on my other side. Saffron ran his fingers through his sweat-dampened hair. My magic sparked.

“We had to transfer to save Mercedes,” Saffron explained.

Professor Garnet narrowed his eyes. “You had to have a threesome on the director of the entire Institute's desk because….”

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