Page 114 of Class Studies

“Fucking shut it.” Ashe pulled out, sliding across my g-spot and reigniting the flame. “Do you ever stop talking?”

I wanted to laugh, but Ashe buried his face in my throbbing pussy and scattered my thoughts. Despite the rhythm in my backside, I started jerking toward Ashe, ready for round two.

A clap rang through the room. “She needs all of us to complete the transfer.”

Saffron removed himself as my guys stopped. I whimpered unhappily, turning to see the problem. Ashe still lay at my front, refusing to budge as he and the professor stared each other down.

I didn’t realize I held Tanwyn’s hair, and I released it to brush Ashe’s shoulder. He shifted his attention to me and bit his lips together. His growl vibrated the bed, freezing all of us in place a second time.

White magic, sparkling with my rainbows, enveloped the professor, removing every speck of dirt and sweat from his skin. Ashe glared pointedly at the professor's now clean dick before slowly rolling away from me, making space.

It didn’t fix their issues, but it was enough for now.

As if hitting the play button, we sprang back into action. Tanwyn returned his attention to my nipples while hands caressed my sides. I swear someone kissed my toes.

The professor lay next to me, and I straddled him, moaning as I sank onto his stiff shaft. Saffron pressed on my lower back, cupping both my cheeks. “Aphy.”

I rocked, but Saffron spanked me hard, stilling my hips, before plunging into me. The two drilled me from either side, their speed and force matching as only two lovers could. I melted, panting and tensing between them, loving that they finally shared me with no physical barriers holding us back.

“Aphy,” Saffron said my name like it was a prayer.

The two lost their rhythm, speeding up as their whimpers and grunts matched my desperation. I pressed more of my magic into them, tensing and bucking with waves of pure pleasure. I screamed as my second climax hit me hard, clenching my muscles until stars took over my vision. As one, they swelled and released. I rode the wave, my world a haze of rainbows and euphoria.

Little gasps filled my ears. It wasn’t until I opened my eyes that I realized they were coming from me. I’d rolled onto my back, my chest heaving and my stomach muscles quivering. Five sets of eyes glowed, watching me with barely contained fervor.

Beryl ran his hand down his already rigid dick, ready for round two.

Professor Garnet clapped Tanwyn on the shoulder. “She still needs you.”

Beryl squeezed himself, my magic sparking in his curly pubic hair. “Cover that corn in butter.”

Tanwyn turned bright pink and looked away from Beryl. No one cut off my giggles this time. However, the summoner ducked back down to my lips and enveloped me in a deep kiss, his long tongue claiming every inch of my mouth.

I spread my legs, my oversensitive clit aching. Tanwyn adjusted himself before spearing me in one fast, hot motion. Despite my orgasm, my G-spot tingled as he pressed against it. I panted.

The summoner pulled out as far as possible, only to spear me again. Mists of orange magic curled around our joined bodies. “This,” Tanwyn said, each word between his heavy thrusts. “This. Being a part of something.”

“You’ve got this!” Beryl cheered, whistling.

Saffron swirled the tip of his dick with his thumb. “She’s got another in her.”

I shook my head, but Tanwyn lifted my butt and curled his nails into my rump. He hit my G-spot again. Another orgasm threatened to break me apart.

“You’ve got this.” Professor Garnet slapped Tanwyn’s backside, his red rims glowing. “She doesn’t mind it a little rough.”

As he spoke, his ropes of magic snaked out and pinned me to the bed. Four mouths descended on my oversensitive breasts, joints, and clit. But they didn’t block my view of Tanwyn. His pace increased, and I tensed, unable to even move with him as my body teetered between climax and ruin.

Professor Garnet, then Saffron locked their lips with our newest mage before he grunted and slid into me hard, pressuring my clit with the force of his thrust. He swelled, shattering me for the third time. I trembled and whimpered, my pussy pulsing around his twitching dick, greedily drinking his essence. I closed my eyes and rode the wave, catching my breath. My magic purred. The last transfer completed.

When I opened my eyes, the five sat around me in a circle, slowly running their hands up and down their hard lengths.

Tanwyn looked at his dick like it was a stranger. “What?”

“It’s a Dot thing.” Beryl smacked his lips. “Transfer stamina, best part of a Bar-B-Q.”

I panted, still catching my breath. “I might need some water first.”

Saffron grunted, Beryl chuckled, and Ashe stood heading toward the stairs.

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