Peculiar Hunger Magic 05

Content warning: Futa/male

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Slowly Kyra returned from her dreams back into consciousness. A warm and soft sensation tickled her senses as the young woman woke up. Immediately a deep lust sparks through her as something, or rather someone, is eagerly sucking on her morning wood with greedy hunger. The maid is well aware of who it is without opening her eyes.

"Belor." Nothing more escapes her mouth as her breathing grows heavy from the expert blowjob that she is receiving from her master. His sinful lips are sealed over her throbbing shaft, and with the expertise of many centuries, the vampire works her cock into his mouth over and over again.

When Kyra opened her eyes, she quickly realized that her body had long reacted before her mind could catch up. One of her hands was holding onto his black hair, not guiding him but trying to hold on to the pleasurable sensation. Her legs were wrapped around the attractive man's form while she rested on her back. The softness of her thighs rubbed along his cheeks with every movement.

Belor was completely focused on this delicious piece of meat in front of him. Little did he care about Kyra being awake as he continued his work. Playfully, one hand was caressing her smooth balls, encouraging them to produce more creamy delight for later. With greedy slurping noises, the vampire lost himself in his lustful greed.

Another sensation rippled through his body from time to time as he was not the only one using their oral skills. Behind him, Alftrid has buried her face between his firm ass cheeks to worship his tight, pink pucker. The skilled tongue of the maid worked her way around the ring and occasionally dipped into his clenching heat while she held onto his cute butt cheeks possessively.

As Kyra's breathing accelerated, so did Belor's sucking. His lustful, light-blue eyes looked up at her, past her youthful body and soft, firm breasts, directly into her blushed face. Another hand grabbed into his hair as pleasure washed over the maid, and with a high-pitched moan, she released her first load of the day inside this hungry maw.

Greedily, Belor swallowed down all of this tasty treat as spurt after spurt of potent essence hit his throat. Only after every single drop was spent did he let go of the exhausted woman, and with a wet pop, her semi-hard shaft was freed from his tight mouth.

Playfully he slapped the softening rod against his cheek as he mustered the disheveled maid with a mischievous grin. A few soft kisses were planted on her dick as Kyra slowly calmed down. The only sound left was the eager slurping of Alftrid as she just kept going on taking care of the vampire's wonderful behind.

"Good morning, darling. I hope this pleasure at least matched your dreams." A giggle escapes Belor. It takes a few moments to finally convince the tomboy behind him to stop with her lustful work. Alftrid looked just as disheveled as Kyra, probably because they had been woken up the same way.

After a few deep breaths, the exhausted young woman collects herself. "Morning, Master. What do I owe the pleasure?"

Belor moved up along her body. His pale, soft skin rubbed along her youthful beauty all the way until he loomed over her. Her form felt wonderful beneath him as her soft tits pressed into his chest. "Well, my darling, I have promised lovely Alftrid here a little treat."

The closeness of his body clearly had the planned effect on her, as a deep blush settled into her face again and the maid felt her lust rising. Her gaze drifted towards the athletic Alftrid, who watched the scene with her own arousal but also eager to touch her master more.

"A little treat? I think we had plenty of treats the last few weeks. Not that I'm complaining." Kyra looked down again and let out a pleased moan as she felt a gentle kiss on her neck.

With an amused smile, the vampire continued his affection and watched the young maid getting worked up again. "We had plenty of fun, yes, but I was talking about something else. I finally decided to teach her some magic, and I thought you would be interested as well. Both of you have talent; I can clearly see that."

A slight concern crosses her face as Kyra remembers the encounter with Belor's mother the other day, but her curiosity is too great to deny such an offer. "That sounds interesting. I would love to learn magic."

"Lovely. Alftrid, come join us for a second before you burst with envy." Belor heard a giggle from above him, and soon he felt the fit form of her slowly weighing down on him. A pleased sigh follows the sensation of being sandwiched between these two attractive women, their shafts slowly hardening for him.

"Is this the magic that you want to teach us?" Alftrid kissed his back in amusement but soon stopped as the room around them shifted in shadow. After another blink they found themselves in another room only illuminated by the usual dim light of the manor.

Despite the growing interest in this new environment, the two women took their time embracing their master to feel his enchanting warmth and enticing body. Eventually the three of them disentangled from the sensual feeling and stood up.

The room around looked like a study of sorts. A massive table dominated the scene, made of strong oak and intricate carving. They stood up from the luxurious couch they were resting on to investigate the shelves and parchments strewn about.

It was clear that there was little order in here. Books, paper, and writing utensils were lying around carelessly. Slight concern crept into Kyra's mind as she realized that the room had no windows or doors, yet the air was still fresh inside. Alftrid had little care about this and happily picked up books for a closer look.

"Welcome to my office, my darlings. Please keep the chaos as it is. It might not look like it, but there is an order to this." A grin sat on Belor's face as he gently put the book down that the curious maid had picked up. "I chose this place so that no one can disturb us."

"Is there a reason why you brought us here completely naked?" Kyra tried to ease her concerns with her usual attitude.

"Yes." It was obvious that she wouldn't get more of an answer from the vampire. He motioned towards the couch again. "Have a seat, both of you, and then we can begin the lesson."

The sight of their naked master was quite distracting as he waited for them to sit down. Belor casually leaned against his desk with his hands resting on the wood, which gave the two maids an excellent view of his enchanting beauty and soft length hanging between his legs.

"I guess we will start with a simple explanation. I will first use the context from a mage's point of view, even if they only scratch the truth." His tone made it obvious that mortal mages were more like bumbling children in his eyes. "Magic is the art of turning mana into real effects like spells, which may be a fireball or a magic armor. This talent is given at birth, so some have it and some don't."

"A mage has a certain mana pool that he can use for these spells that follow a structure to make that effect work. Reason for speech and gestures during spellcasting is simply to anchor the effect they want to produce." The amused smirk does not leave the vampire's face while his student listens to him eagerly.

"Of course there are other kinds of spellcasters in this world that use different spells, but most of them work in a very similar way. The mana pool can be expanded and trained through focus and meditation, or you could use other objects to store this mana, like a wizard's staff or gems, maybe."

Kyra tilted her head slightly in confusion. "I have never heard you say a formula or make a gesture for using magic. Are things different for you as a vampire?"

"At a certain point in training, you can reach beyond the structures that mortal mages have put in place if you understand magic at its core. It is called free magic, and it is incredibly powerful, as magic is more controlled by willpower than rigid spells. Not many mortals have reached such a point, and those who have are probably close to immortality." Belor is quite pleased with the curious question and gives the maid a nod before he continues.

"Now this is the way the simple-minded view magic, and it has always been like this. Let's unveil the actual truth."

"Mana does not exist, right? Everyone can actually use magic because spellcasting works with life energy." Genuine surprise sits on the vampire's face as Alftrid interrupts him with her words. The tomboy has a knowing grin on her face.

"That is exactly right, my love. Mana is a hollow word for something mortals do not understand. Wonderful." With a soft kiss on the forehead, Belor rewards his clever student, whose smile only widens. Alftrid is clearly eager for more and kisses his lips before he pulls back completely.

It takes a moment for him to catch himself again, but eventually he starts talking again. "The so-called mana pool is basically the vessel of a creature. They are right that a vessel can only carry so much energy and that it can be trained to hold more. Talent is important for a mage, but a long life is just as much."

"The knowledge that anyone can become a spellcaster would probably shake up human society quite a bit. Nobody likes losing a monopoly after all." After the little excursion about wizards, Belor is finally ready to properly start the lesson.

"With the knowledge that spells are cast through energy and will, something that everyone possesses, things will be a lot easier. Of course you first need to be able to harness this energy, and that is what we are going to do today." The vampire steps in front of the two humans and rests a hand on a shoulder each.

"Close your eyes and focus on yourself. Remove any distractions and try to find yourself, so to speak. The energy is within you; after all, you just need to find it."

The two women do as they were told and try to focus on their own bodies. Concentration rests in their pretty faces, and Belor removes his hands. "Any outside distraction needs to be shut out in your meditation. Any distraction whatsoever."

With a mischievous grin, he moves over to Alftrid and watches the fit maid. His gaze wanders over her athletic body. Slowly he moves his hand towards her smallish breast and gently sinks his fingers into the giving flesh.

She moans in surprise and eagerly tries to lean into his touch, but Belor removes his hand again. "Did I not tell you to focus on yourself? Keep your eyes closed."

Soon enough her breathing calms, and Belors continues creating some distractions. This time his explorations take him between the delightful gap of Kyra's thighs. The young maid was already distracted by the moans, but the rising lust from his sensual touch caused even more problems. "Is this why you wanted us naked?"

"Focus, darling. Do not question my methods." The slutty giggle took much wind out of the stern answer. His hand cupped the smooth balls of his maid gently and weighed those hot orbs.

Kyra bit her lips as his fingertips brushed against her taint. The vampire had far too much fun with his distractions, and his touch sparked much arousal in her. Finally the vampire left her alone again with a grin on his face.

Hot breath washed over Alftrid's face as she felt the heat of her master so close to her body again. Her shaft was already throbbing as his soft hand grasped around it. Beads of arousal had already formed at the tip, and an eager kiss was placed on her crown. Gently he rubbed his thumb over the slit and smeared her precum over the engorged flesh.

Pleased but also annoyed by the surprising resilience of her, Belor positioned himself incredibly close to her shivering body without touching her. "You are doing quite well, but let's turn up the heat. Imagine plunging that fat, naughty cock into my greedy ring." His whispered words made her mind go wild with lewd images.

"You could just push me down and stop my lewd acts, my dear. Fucking my tight hole surely would put me in my place. A naughty boy like me needs to be railed hard by a fat cock after all." The vampire is actually working himself up more than he had expected, but Alftrid held firm.

It was actually Kyra next to them who let out a lustful whimper. With a wicked grin, Belor moved over to the young woman, who was a much better target. This time he simply sat down in her lap, facing her. His own hard shaft pressed against hers as he watched the fight in her face.

"Do you want to, Kyra? Do you want to push your master down and fuck him hard? I am such a needy slut after all who deserves a nice, hard fuck for all of my bratty teasing." With slight movements, he rubs the shafts together and smears her precum all over his tip.

"Imagine the expression on my face as your fat cock rocks my world. You could plow this cute ass over and over again to fill me with your potent seed. My tight heat would stretch deliciously around your invading member. I would be your little cum slut, always eager for your throbbing shaft. You could bend me over wherever you want and whenever you want."

His teasing words kept stoking the fire inside of the young woman. She felt her body heating up like crazy, and her delightful curves were already covered in a sheen of sweat. A part of her still wanted to try to focus, but with every other filthy sentence, that part got quieter.

Eventually it was too much for her. With a fiery lust, she opened her eyes, locked onto the slutty man right in her lap. His sultry gaze rested on her beautiful form with a similar hunger, but before she could make a move, she felt a hand gripping her own.

Alftrid next to her was still deeply focused, besides the same kind of arousal. Her athletic body was covered in sweat, but she would let nothing break her meditation.

Amazed by the sheer will of her friend, Kyra gave Belor another lustful glance before closing her eyes again. The fire inside her did not need to be just a distraction for her focus but rather an anchor of focus.

Belor stepped back with a pleased look on his face. The heavy arousal in the air was delightful and quite distracting, but the two women tried as hard as possible to follow his said instructions and his unsaid ones. "Emotions can be powerful tools, my darlings."

Of course his teasing didn't stop in any way. His hand roamed over their attractive bodies, touching and groping any soft curve he could grasp. More naughty comments followed with his fiery touch, but despite the struggle, they kept it together.

As time passed, he finally stopped his exploration and took a seat at his desk again. "I am impressed. You are making a lot of progress. I knew that you girls had some talent inside of you, but I think this was enough for today." Belor hated to admit it, but he got really worked up himself.

Kyra's eyes were filled with needy lust as they opened. She really needed to fuck someone soon enough before she goes crazy. Alftrid, on the other hand, had a pleased look on herself. The unique meditation was hard but also helped quite a lot.

No matter their progress, both women were aflame with desire, which was visible by their sweaty bodies and hard shafts. Belor watched them lustfully for a moment and then stood up to walk over to them. "I think a reward is in order for the both of you. I said many teasing words, but they don't need to just stay words. What do you want to do with me?"

The offer stoked the flames even higher than before, and Kyra needed to focus to not cum on the spot. It was her friend that made the first move. "I think poor Kyra here needs someone to take care of her cock. Why don't you get on your knees and work your magic?"

Delighted by the assertive words of his maid, Belor quickly dropped in front of the needy woman with a lustful grin. Gently he parted her legs and kissed his way up along her thigh towards that meaty shaft that was about to explode.

The moment he reached her cock with his hot mouth, Kyra couldn't hold back anymore and grabbed his head. With one swift move, she drove her cock deep into his warm maw and screamed out her lust.

Belor could feel her heartbeat through her cock as her creamy essence coated his mouth and throat white. With greedy desire, he gulped and swallowed everything down until she was completely spent and then pulled her out. His face took on the slutty expression that he had promised before, and the exhausted woman gave him a gentle kiss on the forehead.

"Lovely. Now get up on her lap and show me that wonderful backside, master. I need to fuck that divine ass again." The fit woman clearly enjoyed ordering Belor around as he eagerly climbed into Kyra's lap. His erotic weight molded against her alluring form, and the young woman took him with a deep kiss.

Alftrid positioned herself behind the vampire and slightly lifted his behind for better access. Before plunging her throbbing shaft into his anus, she leaned down to dive her head between his cheeks. Possessively, the tomboy showered his ring with kisses and licked all around his muscle while holding him close. After a bit of prodding from her tongue, she couldn't take it anymore.

"I am going to fuck you, master, just the way you want it." Belor almost didn't hear her while making out with Kyra, but his body instinctively moved into a squatting position and eagerly tried to impale himself on Alftrid's shaft.

Slowly she nudged his tight heat open almost teasingly, but the very moment her engorged tip stretched his ring, she thrust deep into him with one swift motion. The vampire moaned his lust into Kyra as the rock-hard rod widened him.

He didn't need to give the fit maid any instruction because she began rutting into him like a madwoman. No teasing sensuality was left after all of the teasing during the meditation. Alftrid needed to fuck this greedy hole with all of her might.

Wet slapping sounds filled the room as her cock delved deeper into him. She held onto his firm butt for dear life as her lust took over. Under the heavy assault of her eager thrusts, Belor couldn't keep up the kiss with Kyra and instead buried his face in her neck.

The young woman held her master as shudders of pleasure ran through him with every naughty sound. She had the perfect view of the athletic body of Alftrid, who pounded into the vampire with deep pleasure etched onto her face.

Kyra watched with her own desire sparking again how the wonderful muscles moved beneath her friend's skin and how her soft abs glistened in sweat. Every thrust made Belor's firm butt ripple with the sheer energy behind it. A lustful grin sparked onto Alftrid's face seeing her fellow maid so delighted by the fucking.

Soon enough she felt her orgasm approaching. Like an avalanche, it made itself known and rumbled through her body. The wet sounds only grew louder as the tomboy picked up speed and raced this orgasm. "Master!"

Her ballsack grew tight, and with a deep moan, she unleashed her lust and love into his gripping hole, flooding his insides in her white, creamy desire. Because of the power of her own peak, she collapsed onto his back while her balls emptied themselves inside of him, and his greedy ass eagerly took every drop.

Together, all three of them dropped onto the couch onto their sides. Just like during the morning wake-up, Belor was once again squeezed between those lithe, soft bodies of his maids, only much sweatier this time. Alftrid's shaft was still deep inside of him, and his muscles clenched around her, not willing to let go.

"That was quite the magic lesson, don't you think, Alftrid?" Kyra's voice was filled with happy exhaustion as she looked at her friend, who had a similar expression. Feeling Belor's enchanting form in her arms was a sensation she would never grow tired of. "You are being awfully quiet. What do you say, mas..."