Mage Of Many Talents Ch 15

Chapter 15 - Vixen and Ariana

It wasn't all that difficult to track Ariana down, seeing as she kept her maiden name even after marriage. I always found the last names such a burden to remember, but her last name was stuck in my head. She was my first, as soon as I got into school, still towering over the other students with my height not fit for a rogue. The school wasn't age based as it was just a class school, not a basic learning school. There still existed schools with basic learning, and I went through that at one point in my life.

She was a second year warlock when I met her as a first year. She had some fun spells already, but had not yet summoned a demon. From what she told me, her aptitude for summoning was lower since she was a woman, or at least that was what Walpurgina warned the female warlocks, especially virgins, about. Ariana wasn't a virgin, having lost that in basic school to a boy she liked who went to warrior school instead.

There was an assignment the headmaster posed on all the warlocks of second year, to take a first time from another student of any school. She was a horny person, but also wanted everyone to experience sex that she was subjected to by three and four year students summoning demons to fuck her in public. One time, they even summoned a demon when she was giving a welcoming speech, and the woman just kept talking while getting railed from behind, ultimately having an orgasm on the amplified sound system in the auditorium. I still remembered that moment vividly.

When I met Ari, she was cursed by some other warlock to kiss anyone she saw at random. She kissed me at random, then apologized, explaining that someone must have cursed her. I sure did not care, being a young mage in angst of wanting to be a rogue, and kissed her back with desire, which somehow broke the curse. Apparently, there was some kind of caveat to the curse that if she kissed a virgin, it would break on its own. That made her so happy that she became a friend.

We hung out a bunch until she told me about the task Walpurgina set on her and every second year student. I told her that I was a virgin, reluctantly, only to find her eyes ablaze with determination. She assured me that she wouldn't force herself on me, but if I wanted to have sex with her, she was interested, but would need to absorb my energy from it, so it might ruin the moment. My first time was in a pentagram drawn in blood, in candlelight, as she chanted a mantra of summoning in demonic. When I came, feeling myself inside her swimming in cum, her pussy tightened and she summoned her first demon, a simple imp.

She was overjoyed, and we fucked like bunnies for a few months after, using cum, pussy juice, blood, spit, sweat, tears, shit, and piss as reagents for summoning various demons that either joined us for a night of sexual release, or just watched us go at it. It was ever exciting to be watched while fucking, and it got Ariana really wet, especially if it was another girl watching. She was once caught masturbating by her roommate once, and kept going until she came, solidifying that fetish in her mind.

I stood at her door and knocked, but the door swung open instead, finding her in a pentagram with her husband Warren fucking her with a slapping sound. She looked over, all blushed, and gripped his arm while an orgasm rolled over her face and she moaned out while the guy chanted in demonic to summon a tiny demon that looked like a bat at first, but it was actually something of a naked woman with bat wings, no tail like the succubus. I remembered seeing those in my roommate's books. It was a vixen, which secreted a powerful aphrodisiac that could make anyone climax at skin contact.

"Szymon!" Ariana burst out, almost forgetting to bind the demon that arrived. Warren reacted quickly, throwing a tether of his cum and blood around the little neck before it could touch anyone. Ariana was up and forgot she was naked, and that she just came, as pussy juice dripped from her opening with a creampie down her leg. She went in for a hug that I was not expecting, seeing as we ended pretty badly when she finished school.

"Hey, Ari," I said, feeling her breasts squishing against me in the hug, nipples hard as daggers. "Oh, sorry. I'm naked."

"And you just came," I said, scooping up a bit of the cum pussy juice mixture from her inner thigh holding it up on a finger like a glaze. I was surprised when she took the finger into her mouth and sucked the jelly off. I would have gotten hard from just that, but commanded my dick to remain flaccid, somehow glad I had the blessing in that moment, if only to dodge showing her that she could still get me hard.

Ariana excused herself, as Warren put the vixen in a small cage and set it aside. He started cleaning up the ritual while still naked, hanging loose at about seven inches in length. I jumped in to help him and introduce myself.

"Hey, I'm Szymon," I said. "Sorry about barging in, but the door swung open when I knocked."

"It's ok, man," he said, handing me two candles after extinguishing them. They still dripped some wax and I had a funny thought to drip some on his back, but his butt turned while reaching for another candle, and I spilled a load of hot wax over his lower back. He winced in pain, standing up hard when he turned around in shock, then reached for the other candle and spilled it over his chest as the wax dripped to the base of his circumcised cock while solidifying. He was a masochist! I smiled, setting both of the empty candles down as he laid out with his cock up.

"Want me to get the other three?" I asked.

"Yes, please!" He burst out, still lingering on the pain from the front drip he did himself. I extinguished the other three candles, and dripped them as if from my dick over his neck, then another over his leg, and the last right over his hand which was jerking off. The last one made him cum, shooting a line over his own face with a sigh. I saw something fly about, realizing the vixen escaped its cage somehow. When the little naked lady set down on his leg, he came again, shooting another line of cum over his body, breathing hard. Then he came again, and again. I had to stop the vixen from killing him by climax, so I shooed it away, but then it landed on my shoulder, dripping that pink juice from her skin that was supposed to get me off, but nothing happened.

The vixen looked upset that I wasn't even hard, and started thrusting her hips on my shoulder while dispensing the pink sludge with a very lewd expression. It came, spilling out some red to join the pink from the skin, but my command over my cock was absolute. I could see the aggravation on that blushed face near me, as she took to the sky again,stuffing herself into my mouth to ride her pussy on my tongue this time She tasted like a lollipop, pure sugar, and when she came, the little pussy juice slide tasted like a sour candy, none of which made me turned on or hard.

"I give up!" She exclaimed from my mouth, then crawled out. "Why aren't you coming!? I came twice! You should be keeling over pouring your balls out through your dickhole by now!"

"Oh, you can talk," I said. "Hi, I'm Szymon."

"You're cheating is what you are, buster!" She exclaimed, then tried to fly away, but I caught her and split her legs with my tongue to have another taste of that sweet sugar of her sweat and felt her struggle in my grip while I got that delightful sour taste from inside her pussy when she came. "Oh, fuck, that's... that's impossible. You made me orgasm again, and in such a perverse way. I'm... I'm defeated. I apologize." I let the vixen go, realizing that without the blessing from Ermine, I would have probably died with cum all over my face like Warren. He jerked awake, spilling another line of cum over his chest.

"Whoa, I guess I missed some fun," Ariana said, coming back dressed in very stylish black with a brown belt and gold buckle, and a wide brim, black hat with a golden moon pin on it. "Uhh, Szymon? That's the vixen we summoned, right? How are you doing this?"

"I guess it's this," I said, pulling out my dick and peeling the foreskin back to show her the glowing lip marks, forgetting myself. "I got a blessing from the goddess saint."

"Cheater!" The vixen burst out, and tried to fly off to make Ariana orgasm, but I held it tighter and fucked the vixen's pussy with my tongue again she got lost in it and came on my tongue again. "Oh, fuck, please stop! I'm not supposed to be the one that has the orgasms, you are!"

"Please promise you won't touch these two then," I said. I held the small face up to my eye and watched her grimace, then roll her eyes.

"Fiiiine!" She said, and I let her go, but of course that was a lie as she flew right for Ariana, who bit the tip of her finger which made a blood whip that brought the vixen to the ground. I looked at Ariana with a new development. She was probably a dominatrix to Warren's masochism, the perfect pairing. Warren jumped to it, putting the same cage over the vixen, while Ariana fingered herself with the bloody finger and pulled a sticky bloody liquid to bind the vixen in place in a sort of pussy juice with blood, watermelon sugar rock candy.

"You can't reason with demons, Szymon," Ariana said, dropping her robes that seemed to reveal she was wearing absolutely nothing underneath them, and I put a magic bandaid on her finger. She smiled. "Thanks. Reminds me of the old days. You did always worry about the times when I used blood in rituals. It's just human juice, much like other things humans make, all valuable payments."

"A vixen, huh?" I asked, looking at the small woman with bat wings stuck in the pink crystal. "What's your name?"

"Clori," she replied, still struggling. "Your tongue is so fucking hot, human!"

"Sorry," I said. "I think? You seemed to enjoy yourself enough." I watched the small girl look away and blush.

"I did," she said. "Most just orgasm right as I touch them, so I never get to... I never get to come. So, thank you, stupid human!"

"I'm Szymon," I said. "I'd love to have a taste of you again sometime."

"Stop, it's so embarrassing," Clori said, trying to hide her face in her hands, but she was bound in the see through pink crystal that matched her secretions.

"You look cute, bound like that," I said, and Clori gasped. I saw a spot of red spill out in the pink crystal. "Oh, you came. I guess you liked that." Clori looked like she was about to pass out, and I looked over to Ariana who was in awe.

"You made a vixen come from just stimulating her mind," she said. "Who are you all of a sudden?"

"I got myself a warrior lover," I said, introducing my rogue as the person she wanted to be by accident. "I mean, a rogue. She's a rogue. I love her."

"Wow," Ariana said, looking down. "You're hard."

"Oh, wow, look at that," I said. "One thought of Faustyna and I'm hard as a rock. I gotta tell you, when I blow it inside her, it's like nothing like I've ever felt before. Sorry, guess some of Clori's secretions are affecting me after all." I wondered if Ermine was the person who took all those orgasms in my stead. I wanted to see that angelic woman's face in orgasm, bathed in golden light in that moment, and saw her for a brief moment with her face all scrunched up, but it could have just been my imagination.

"Ah, sorry, again," Ariana said. "I should apologize for being in that state when you walked in."

"The door opened by itself when I knocked," I said. "I should be the one to apologize. I'm glad Warren here didn't die from the vixen, he sure came a lot." I watched as Ariana knelt down and started licking up his cum, and wondered if I should look away, but she got him cleaned off really quickly, and deposited all the cum mixed with her spit into a vial.

"Valuable material for spells," she said, as if she needed to explain. The woman saved everything. I even remembered once shitting into her cupped hands when we were dating. One particular demon found shit delectable, but she only summoned it once, and couldn't muster any shit at the time. We had a lot of such moments, which left me pretty broken when she graduated and I was still there for another year. We broke up as she started adventuring, since the divide was too great.

"Right, the reason I stopped by," I remembered. "I learned lockpicking thanks to the rogue I mentioned, but two lockboxes are locked with demonic cultivation as well, so we can't open it without a warlock. Would you two like to stop by for dinner sometime soon to get it unlocked. Oh, I should also tell you about the creature coming to destroy the world from nebulaic. I don't know when it's coming, but we're trying to get more attention on the issue."

"Sounds like you're quite the busy mage now," Ariana said. "I'm glad. You were always so lost when we were together."

"Right," I said, remembering that she wanted me to be more driven about things I wanted in the world rather than just be happy having a family and leading a basic life. Izzy wanted that kind of life, but I ran away from that, and I was glad I did since I met the love of my life. It had to happen that way, or I wouldn't have met Faustyna. "Anyways, I'll leave you guys to it. Come stop by soon since I don't know when that thing is going to destroy everything."

"We will, Szymon," Ariana said. "Thanks for stopping by." She went in for a hug, touching the pink secretion on my face and promptly having an orgasm while I held her up with a gasp moan that scrunched up her face similar to what I saw on Ermine's face.

"Sorry, I had some vixen on my face," I said, Ariana breathed hard with a blushed face, then brought a small vial out and gathered up some of the pink slime from my face with a smile. "Just like old times."

"Always," she said. "You should be ashamed of yourself, making a married woman hot like that, making me come." She smiled, standing back up and opened her robes to sit on Warren's face, who was still resting from blowing his load six times in rapid succession. I wanted to watch her ride his face, but cleaned off my face and left before she came again.

On the way back, I stopped by a marketplace to look at some nice daggers for a present for Faustyna. I had no occasion, other than fear of eventual demise. One caught my eye because it was pretty lewd, with a handle shaped like a cock with a soft pouch with two ovals inside that felt like balls. I held it, massaging the black pouch and smiled. She would love this. It was perfectly balanced, as the balls remained by the shaft rather than droop down.

"How much?" I asked the lady shopkeeper. I wondered if she put that dagger inside herself, and wanted to sniff the handle, but resisted.

"Twenty," she said. I scoffed.

"Eight," I said.

"That sounds like you don't really want it," she said, taking the dagger out of my hands and fondling the balls with her thumb. "I can't go lower than eighteen."

"Oh, miss, eighteen gold for a used dagger?" She looked confused and sniffed the dick handle as if to confirm what she did with it. "Ten."

"I cleaned it thoroughly," she confirmed.

"I'd pay sixteen if it was wet," I said, not expecting her to split her dress and shove the cock handle inside herself for a dip to the balls. She pulled it out while I watched, having it coated in a layer of moisture. I smiled, bringing the handle up to my nose to inhale, then sheathed the dagger in the provided sheath.

"Sixteen gold, please," she said, with a sly look.

"How much for a longer drink?" I said, handing over the money.

"Not for sale, I'm afraid," she said. "I was just saying goodbye to my favorite little cock I use."

"You sure you wouldn't rather I use it to get you off one last time?" I asked. She smiled, lifting my hand to deepthroat the handle with the balls going inside as she sucked her pussy juice off it, then pulling it back out more moistened than before.

"You can't afford me, mage," she said. I was ever so tempted to fuck her with an arcane cock, but smiled and calmed the erection that was forming. I'd have to fuck the frustration out with Faustyna, but it was probably for the best. There was no guarantee this woman could even withstand the way my cock behaved right now.

"Pleasure doing business," I said, then turned to leave, finding a familiar orange head of hair, accompanied by scantily black robes that showed off her legs, hips, and a busty chest belonging to the headmaster Walpurgina. The next thing I noticed was the twenty inch long wooden cock she was holding between her tits, with a carved dickhead and a straight length to her mid thigh.

"Hi Headmaster," I said, as she looked up.

"Oh, hello... erm... student?"

"My name is Szymon," I said, introducing myself. "I'm a mage, that's probably why you don't remember me, but you would probably remember my warlock friend Ariana who I was dating for a while."

"Right..." Walpurgina said. "I kinda... just remember the guys, and their dick sizes."

"What about Warren?" I asked. "He married Ariana."

"Oh my! How is he? Seven inches."

"He's good," I said, smiling that she had his dick size saved in her mind. "They summoned a vixen together recently. Fun little demon fairy. How about Erwald Honnenbaum?"

"Of course I remember Erry, and his stunner of a cock, twenty four inches, and so girthy. My throat remembers. I'm just getting this... hmm... yes. I'm getting this because my old one broke."

"Did he come by?" I asked.

"Sorry?"

"Did Erwald stop by and talk to you? He's been staying at my place the past few days."

"HE HAS?!?" Walpurgina burst out so loudly the other shoppers turned to look.

"Would-- Would you like to come visit?"

"YES!"

"I'll teleport us," I said, realizing she had the cock still with her. "Do you want to leave that behind? That's actually... That's about the size of Erwald isn't it?"

"Teleport us!" She said, and I shrugged, grabbing onto her as the arcane magic strapped in her every hole, bandaging her voluminous chest and choking her while she came over as baggage right into the room with Erwald and Faustyna sitting at the table.

Walpurgina moaned out at the bondage, and gasped as the binds released and she dropped the wooden dildo with a clatter. Her orgasm burst into the room from overthinking Erwald and getting filled for teleport, dropping to the floor onto her knees. She leaned back, fanning the top of her robe from the heat of climax.

The next thing I knew, Erwald walked up to pick up the wooden dildo and busted his cock out to compare the size, finding it the same. I found Fau's eyes and smiled. She blushed and smiled back at me. Then Erwald and Walpugina started kissing without even a greeting. They were both naked with some purple magic instantly. I made my way around their fray of desire to Faustyna's side.

"Who's that?" She asked, watching her take Wald's cock in her mouth as it wriggled in. "She sure can take a cock."

"Walpurgina, the headmaster of the warlock school," I said. "You should see her getting railed by demons. Not a dry cock in the house. Speaking of..." I pulled out my dick with a bit of drip on the golden marking.

"Let's introduce ourselves," Fau said, pulling a hand over to her pussy which was already swimming in her underwear. I felt the moisture over the surface, then grabbed the front of her pants while getting up, pulling her. "Can I... use the buttplug?"

"Fuck yes," I said, going to one knee with two fingers inside her pussy. "Open it up, I'll get it."

I popped her pants open so I could reach my arm inside better, then felt the tightness fall away to the inside of her vault. My hand sank into her pussy, as I watched the surface stretch over my forearm, and licked the lips which made her shiver.

"Don't," she said. "If you make me come with your hand inside my vault, it's going to stay there."