A Magical Romp

James yawns so violently, it feels like his jaw is going to dislocate. He is careful to yawn quietly, however, turning his head partially to the side to avoid his instructor's line of sight. The last time he had gotten caught yawning, she'd made him stay two hours late to write a short essay on the history of sleeping spells. Not that he had minded. He got to steal glances at her while she was distracted grading papers.

His teacher...Zorya Clarke. She stood at an imposing 6'2. Her hickory skin emitted such an enchanting glow that always made James stare for longer than he should. Her eyes were a warm honey with flecks of rich pine green. James only knew because he got in trouble with her enough to admire them up close on several occasions. Her onyx hair was in small tight plaits coiled into a neat bun atop her head. Her lips, a dark mahogany, were full and plump; James has lost count of how many times he'd imagined what they tas ted like, or what sounds come out of them when she's being pleasured. Despite her beauty, she was a very grave woman. James couldn't remember her expressing any other emotion other than complete neutrality or mild annoyance. It was rumored she was found as a battle mage in South Africa during the Great Severance, and her skills were so impressive, the Mages Bureau immediately begged her to teach at the school. But the Great Severance had been over 300 years ago; James couldn't have clocked her as more than her early thirties. Not that it matters to him. He found her a gorgeous force to be reckoned with; a deadly storm that trapped him in its eye every time.

"James."

The sound of her saying his name yanks him back to reality. He finds himself leaning slightly out of his seat and intensely staring at his teacher....who now has his eyes locked with his. His spine snaps upright as he straightens back in his seat. He was suddenly acutely aware that all of his classmates were staring at him...and how tight his pants felt around his groin.

"Yes Ms. Clarke!" He yelps. He had intended it to come out with respect, but his voice cracks at the end of her name. A few of his classmates titter and he feels his face go burning red.

Ms. Clarke's face is unreadable. But she repeats his name, her accent lilting in a way that gives him goosebumps. "James, you seem a bit distracted. Is there anything you'd like to share with us?"

James's heart bounds wildly in his ribs, as if trying to escape the confines of his chest. There was no way they knew what he had been thinking...right? "No ma'am," he says flatly, relieved that this time he manages to keep his voice steady.

Ms. Clark stares at him for a few moments, then turns her back and continues her lesson.

James slumps in his chair, releasing a huge but silent breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. He ducks his head and does his best to at least act like he's paying attention to what Ms. Clarke was saying while he doodled in his notebook.

When the bell finally rang, James dumps everything from his desk into his bag and practically sprints out the door. The last class of the day was over, he had finally reached freedom! But as he moves through the hall, he realizes the swelling in his groin had not gone. Trying to walk as inconspicuously as possible, he makes his way towards the men's restroom. Once inside, he dips his head below each stall door to ensure that no one else was in the restroom. He didn't think anyone else would be coming to this particular restroom considering it was a bit more out of the way from the and one of the smaller bathrooms at the college.

Tossing his bag to the floor, he leans his hands on the sink and peers at himself in the mirror for a moment. Tanned skin, dark brown eyes, a light smattering of freckles, dark brown curls, a lean build. He knew he wasn't a bad looking dude, he was just a bit shy and awkward. He'd have women approach him before, but they are usually very put off by how socially awkward he is. Shaking his head to dismiss the thoughts, he rifles through his books until he finds his summoning book. He couldn't stop thinking about his teacher: her ass, her tits, her neck, her waist... no, he had to take care of this now. The thought of getting off to her while she was only a few feet away excited him even more. Now he just needed to summon something that could help him out. He had an expensive top of the line toy at home; it would only be a quick incantation to summon it here. Easy peasy.

With the book in one hand, unbuckling his pants with the other, James scans the spell a few times to ensure he would say it correctly. Then he mimicked the gesture in the book and repeated the words aloud. But at the last moment a sneeze came on, and in his attempt to hold it back, he pronounced the incantation incorrectly. Nothing happened. Going to have to do it again, he thought. And then sneezed.

In the direction he sneezed on the wall suddenly appeared a faint blue oval. It was glowing. It was something he'd never seen before. He approaches it cautiously and gently reaches towards it. His fingers disappear through the other side. It was a portal. To Gods know where. "Shit," he mutters. He needed to get rid of it asap. He couldn't leave it over the weekend; who knows where it led to or worse, what could come through it. He began furiously flipping through his textbooks for an answer.

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Zorya Clarke wanted nothing more than to go home in peace. But she knew that likely wasn't going to happen. There was always a student or staff member who wanted to be bothersome, asking her this and that about classes and meetings and planning, and she'd hide her vexation and engage in discussion instead of telling them what she really wanted to: that they were a nuisance and she wanted to leave.

As she was walking down the hall towards the parking lot, she noticed something strange on one of the walls. A faint blue glow. Almost as if the wall were being slowly heated by a hot blue flame. The glow is so faint she begins to wonder if she's imagining it. Magic? Zorya thought to herself. She's about to take a step closer when someone steps into her way.

"Hi Ms. Clarke!" A bubbly voice chirps. Zorya is taken aback and focuses her eyes on the person in front of her. It's Amanda, her top student. The one who always got the highest scores on all her assignments, showed up early, w-as the main participant during lectures, the whole bag. She has a grin plastered on her face, white teeth stark against her dark skin. Her books and papers are clutched in hand.

"Yes?" Zorya asks simply.

If Amanda picked up on Zorya's disinterest, she didn't acknowledge it. She instead launches rapid fire into a bunch of questions about the final, which, mind you, was months away. Zorya did her best to keep track of all the inquiries she was, but the light on the side of the wall glittered enticingly and her eyes kept clicking back to it.

"Tell you what, Amanda," Zorya cuts the young woman off. "It's been a long day, and I would like to be as accurate and thorough as I can answering my questions, so why don't you send me an email and I can better answer you there, alright?" Zorya gently turns the young woman around and pushes her towards the exit.

"O-oh okay! See you Monday!"

Zorya watches Amanda move down the hallway long enough to make sure she will not return. When she's sure she's gone, she takes a quick look around to make sure no one else will disturb her. The hall was now mostly empty save for one or two groups making plans as they headed for the exit. Just as a precaution, Zorya utters a quick incantation and casts an illusion on the hallway to make it look like there was no one there. Now she could give her full attention to the oddity on the wall. The patch had now gotten an even more intense blue and seemed to have doubled in size. A reddish hue tinted the edges. It was definitely magic. A portal in fact. But who had put it there? And why? Clasping her hands behind her back, she bends at the waist and peers more closely for a better look, just as the portal pulses brightly...

And pulls her in.

Zorya cries out in surprise as the top half of her body is yanked through the wall. She unexpectedly finds herself in... the mens bathroom? She turns her head around in confusion and finds herself face to face with... a throbbing, erect cock. It was probably the most attractive cock she had ever seen, the prettiest shade of warm ivory laced with veins, the shaft blooming into a sienna mushroom tip. But whose cock was it? She looks up more to see large hands holding a textbook. A textbook on summoning. From her class. Further still she looks, a strong jaw, freckles, brown eyes and hair... James. Her confusion then turns to something much more volatile.

"What...the fuck...are you doing?"

James looks down to see Zorya staring at him. Zorya. His teacher. He sees something in her eyes he doesn't recognize and it trips him up. Then his heart freezes when he realizes what it is. Though her face is flat as usual, save a slightly curled lip, there's something in her eyes James has seen before: pure unbridled fury.

"I uh -"

Zorya sighs, a sharp exhale of warm breath that caresses James' balls, making them ache. "Look. James. I've seen the way you stare at me in class. If you wanted my attention, this is the most embarrassingly pathetic way you could have possibly gone about it.You're the worst student in my class, so of course you needed something over the top. But this? Seriously? I've been around for over 300 years. Did you really think a whelp like you could satisfy me? A little boy who's only been around for only two centuries and five? Please. Now if you're quite finished put your pecker away and get me the hell out of h-"

Before she can finish, James rams his cock into her mouth, cutting her off. For a moment, both of them are frozen with surprise. Then whatever fury that was once set into Zorya's face transforms into uncontrollable inferno.

James wants to say he can't control himself but that isn't entirely true. He hadn't intended to stick his dick in her mouth, not really. He had certainly been thinking about how pretty she would look if she were blowing him. His body had seems to act of its own accord. This proves to be even more true as his hips began to move. Her mouth was everything he ever imagined and more. Warm, wet. Her tongue glided under his head before pushing into her slick throat with every stroke. It made his knees weak. He gripped the wall with one hand to steady himself and with the other, the side of her head for a better angle, pushing even deeper. She squeals in surprise, making her throat tighten around his shaft.

"Fuck!" He moans, caressing her face. Her lips looked so beautiful wrapped around his shaft, moist and glistening. Her eyes are a hot amber, her eyebrows deeply narrowed. James is sure if her mouth wasn't full she would have teleported him to roasting plains of Ghuran Tel ten times over.

James suddenly pulls his cock out of her mouth. Tendrils of saliva stretched from his tip to her open mouth. They both sat panting for a moment, before Zorya seemed to collect herself, licking the saliva from her luscious lips.

"That's it? That's the best you've got?" She gasps.

James' eyes fell from her face to her breasts, her full figured bosom was straining against her blouse from the position she was in. He reaches over and begins to grope them firmly. They're incredibly soft and heavy. He squeezes them gently for a bit, then begins to unbutton her blouse, his hands shaking a bit. Zorya scoffs but makes no attempt to stop him. Soon he has enough buttons undone that her tits fall out freely. Her nipples are covered in a simple black lace bra. James cups each one of them and bounces them gently. They're warm, soft and weighty in the palms of his hands. His mouth waters. He squeezes and gropes them more, pushing them up and letting the weight fall back into his hands. He jiggles them around, pushing them together, enjoying their feeling and movement. As he played with them, his erection had swelled to the point where it was almost painful.

"First time touching a tit, boy?" Zorya snarks.

James ignores her. He slips his fingertips under her bra and pulls out her nipples. Cupping her breast in one hand, he teases it with the tip of his tongue. Almost imperceptibly, he feels her flinch, but she quickly attempts to cover it up.

"Tickles," she mutters.

Without warning, he pulls the whole of her nipple into his mouth, sucking them lovingly. He swirled his tongue around her areola, used the tip to flick the nipple and bit gently and quickly with his teeth. With his other hand he used the flat of his thumb to press her other nipple, rubbing roughly. Zorya looked like she wanted to squirm with ecstasy but the portal held her firmly in place. "My toys at home can do better," she mewls weakly, but the way her body trembles gives her away. James knew she was enjoying it. A lot.

He teases her for a bit more, switching to suck on her other nipple and rub the other with his free hand. Then with a sharp suck he pops her nipple free of his mouth. An idea had struck him. He rises to his feet and begins flipping through his summoning book. Zorya watches him carefully, his rod still throbbing and sticky with her saliva. James seems to find what he's looking for, and he does an incantation with a wave of his hand, quickly this time so another sneeze doesn't befall him. Zorya blinks and next thing she knows there are two James's, looking exactly the same. Same lean build, same curly hair... same massive manhood twitching between their legs.

"A doppelganger spell? Can't please me by yourself so you need a summon to pick up the slack," Zorya says dryly with a raising of a well manicured brow.

The doppelganger summon leaves the restroom, its large erect penis bobbing with every step. Controlling it was completely foreign to James and took him a moment to adjust. It was like he can see through himself and the doppelganger at the same time, but needed to shift focus to and from each. Almost like playing a split screen video game. He, as the doppelganger, steps out into the hallway and looks around. It was now quite late after the last bell. The hallways were deserted to his delight. The summon went around to the side of the wall where Zorya's other half was sticking out. Her plump ass, thighs thick with the perfect ratio of muscle and fat...the doppelganger's cock throbs at the same time James's did and his head swam with pleasure. Oh this was going to be fun...

The doppelganger approaches Zorya. She is wearing black dress pants that aren't tight but accentuate her assets in all the right places, especially with her bending over in that position. James made quick work of unbuttoning them and pulling them down mid-thigh. The smell of her pussy wafted up to him and saliva flooded his mouth. Her small labia, glistening with wet, is a beautiful rouge against her dark skin, making James think of a raspberry chocolate candy. And he wants a taste. The doppler buries his mouth into her opening, the tip of his tongue teasing her clit before going flat and running along her slit. He slurps and gulps noisily, a thirsty wanderer finding an oasis. Her wet is sweet and slightly salty, and it makes him even harder than he was before. As the doppelganger eats, as James eats, he finds himself stroking the length of his thick rod and moaning. The doppelganger mirrors him, its moans muffled by Zorya's pussy.

Zorya, who had been trying to play cool and still pissed off by the whole ordeal, was quickly losing her composure. When the doppler began moaning into her pussy lips swollen with arousal, she let out a small pule of pleasure. James is savvy to this, and the doppelganger begins to eat her or with far more fervor, slowly and steadily. Zorya is attempting to shoot lasers at him as he stands there moaning and stroking his cock and eating her out but it's to no avail. Her glare softens, she bites her lip and begins to moan too. Quietly at first, in small rolling peals, but soon louder and louder until the doppelganger feels her body wrack with orgasm. A small flood enters the summon's mouth and James begins to swallow, savoring her juices. When she's finished, her legs go weak but the doppler quickly grabs her waist and supports her up.

James stops touching himself and picks up Zorya's face in his hands, tilting her chin up to him. He kisses her deeply, his tongue caressing hers, pulling it into his mouth. He can taste his cock on her and it makes him shiver with anticipation of what's to come. Sucking on her lip hard enough to make her gasp, he pulls away. "We're not done yet," he says and rams his erection back into her panting maw.

As James fucks her mouth, the doppler pushes it's own member into her slit. It's soaked with his saliva and her cum and wet, sliding in with ease. But Gods above, she is tight! James growls with delectation as the summon pushes his full length into her. Zorya can feel the girth stretching her open and her eyes widen with the intense aching pleasure. But her moans are drowned out by her choking and slurping on James's cock. Just give me a moment, she begs silently. This is so intense, I need a moment to gather myself! But alas, her throat is being shoved full to the brim with cock meat and Zack is too lost in his hedonism to notice. With one hand on the bathroom mirror, and the other on the hand dryer, James had enough leverage to ensure every centimeter of his eight inch length is fully driven into her mouth and throat, his balls slapping up against her chin before pulling out to where his tip touches the inside of her lips, before his length slides through and fills up her throat again. Over and over, in slow, steady, delicious strokes. Each movement out makes Zorya slurp and each movement in, a sloppy gag. The sounds are heaven to James's ears.

"Gods, you feel so good," he groans. "I could fuck your throat all day." Zorya offers no response beyond more slurping noises.

The intensity of fucking her face is multiplied ten fold by the fact he can feel her pussy death gripping the doppler's cock. She's so wet, with each thrust into her, he feels splashback into his chest and abs. He feels her pussy squeeze him tighter as she orgasms for a second time- or was this the third? James through the doppelganger raises one of her legs and begins to pound her harder, faster, drilling his cock into her g-spot.The bulk of his shaft is quickly swallowed up with each strike, the intensity of his movements causing her curvaceous booty to bounce and ripple. On the other side of the wall, Zorya begins to moan in unison with the speed of the summon, the vibrations feeling amazing on James's cock, so he in turn fucks her gorgeous mouth and throat faster and harder as well. Of course this causes Zorya to slurp gag and choke harder and faster, too. Her tits are bouncing vigorously as James and the doppelganger slam into her, stretching out her throat and her pussy with each force. Drool pours from around James's slamming cock, down her chin and onto her bouncing tits. Zorya's head fills with white noise. She feels she's going to black out from the pleasure.

"Oh Gods I'm going to cum!" James bellows.

Zorya squeezes her eyes shut in an attempt to brace herself, but nothing could have prepared her for the deluge that invaded her body. James growls like a wild beast and thrusts eagerly one final time, slamming her head against the wall and pinning it there. Semen rushes down her throat in massive sloppy bursts, cutting off her moans with a wet gurgle. She begins to swallow as fast as she can, but there is just too much. Whatever she can't swallow bubbles out around her lips, dripping off his pumping nuts and splatters onto her tits, mixing with drool and precum. Her breasts bounce and tremble softly as he unloads every drop of his full and heavy balls deep into her belly with short aggressive thrusts. Her eyes roll back into her head and begin to water as she desperately tries to swallow as much of his seed as she can. She could feel her stomach begin to swell full with the amount. Oh Merlin, when will he stop?! She couldn't pull away, he had the back of her head pressed firmly against the wall. All she can do is swallow, gag and choke on his creamy flow. Meanwhile, the doppler has his own rod swallowed up deep inside her love hole. Her legs tremble each time she feels him pump into her. His balls, just as full and heavy as James's, flood themselves into her waiting womb. She can feel the tip of his cock pressed up against her cervix as it pumps her full.