All participants are over 18. This is the fourth part of my magical fantasy about Ariella and Lucille's battle to become Sex Goddess of Slither-In house.
Please read the other three chapters first in order to make sense of it. Please leave me comments and give me 5 stars - I love them.
Jane
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It was night-time and George couldn't sleep. His mind kept going back to the Divinity class when he had lost his virginity to Ariella. George had never really got on with girls. He wanted to, but girls never seemed to like him. They called him Georgy-Porgy, even though he wasn't fat. They made up rhymes about him and laughed at him in giggling cliques, whispering secrets that he was never told. The problem was that George was a lech and the girls all distinctively knew it. He was always looking at them with a leer that said he was mentally undressing them, which of course he was! He was a toucher and took every opportunity to rub against a girl in a tight spot in a corridor, or - as this morning - putting his hand in inappropriate places.
But today had been different! Ariella had sat on his hand, but instead of leaping off, as he had expected, she had ground her wet sopping cunt onto his fingers and forced his thumb deep inside her. And if that was not enough, she had sucked and fucked him in class under the table. It was the first time he had fucked a girl; the first time he had even felt a girl's pussy and he now wanted more. If Ariella had fucked him once, surely, he could fuck her again. He wanted to fill Ariella with his cum; in her hot pussy, in her mouth. He wanted to cum all over her tits. He wanted to kiss her and rub his body all over hers.
Georgy-Porgy couldn't sleep because his head was whirling with the fantasy he was creating and his cock hurt from having a constant erection. A wank was no good, he wanted to find her room and fuck her brains out.
As he climbed out of bed and covered his nakedness with a dressing gown, he briefly wondered what had happened to Ariella after Miss Peacock had ordered Ariella to follow her from class.
At the same time George began his night-time excursion, Ariella was not having difficulty sleeping. She was fast asleep in Dave's single bed with the boy's arms wrapped around her naked body. They had made love slowly and sensuously and now, after they had both cum in unison, slept the deep contented sleep of lovers.
Earlier in the night Ariella had been in the study she shared with Lucille and could get no peace. Sabrina and Priti where there and they were simpering to Lucille's every wish as she used her magic to subtlety transform them from being just plain to her ideal of beautiful. The change to a curve of an eyebrow, the pout of a lip, a slight raising of a cheekbone, a finesse to the chin and the two girls were being transformed by Lucille, bit by bit to be worthy to be her acolytes, or, more likely, French courtesans.
Ariella, could not cope with the oohs and ahs, the little screams of delight, the fights over the mirror, nor the fawning Lucille received from her slaves. She had sat on her bed alone for a bit thinking about what had happened when she had followed Miss Peacock from the classroom after she had fucked the awful Georgy-Porgy. She knew it had been a mistake, but his fingers and thumb under her butt just reactivated her seemingly unsatiable sex-drive and she just wanted to cum and cum again, whoever it was with.
Ariella had been scared as the confident Miss Peacock marched along the corridors to her own private room. She had butterflies in her stomach and she was utterly ashamed of being caught having salacious sex in Miss Peacock's class, especially with the loathsome Georgy Porgy who was always trying tricks on the girls and was thoroughly disliked. It would mean expulsion!
Ariella had been aware that the back of her blouse was somewhat damp and that the insides of her smooth thighs were wet and slippery from both her own sex juices and George's newly delivered large eruption of spunk that was now dribbling out of her pussy. If she had been wearing knickers it would not have been so much of a problem, but being naked under her kilt, there was nothing to stop the slow slippery descent of creamy gunk towards her knees.
Miss Peacock's room, being an old dungeon, was dark with small high windows letting in a little sunlight from above. The walls were mainly stone, but with dark panelling around an enormous ancient fireplace, which had deep easy chairs in front of it. A few severe looking portraits hung on the walls. Sconces held candles and a candelabra was hanging centrally over a carved oak table which had four chairs, two down each side. There was also a desk covered in grimoires. There were two other doors which, Ariella assumed would lead to a bedroom and bathroom.
Miss Peacock gave a wave of her wand and the gloom lifted as the candles sparked with a non-consuming magical flame from which a musky, almost sensuous scent, filled the air. She looked the rather dishevelled Ariella up and down and sniffed. "I think you may smell like a brothel," she said "but I wouldn't know because I have never visited one. Rather you smell of sex, you randy little sex maniac, your aroma is all pussy juice, sperm and mating pheromones. Did you really think you could fuck in my class unnoticed?" She asked sternly stepping closer to the girl.
Ariella thought for a moment that Miss Peacock would strike her and she backed up against the end of the table. But instead, Miss Peacock pounced forward and with fast efficient, almost desperate fingers, started undoing the top buttons on Ariella's tight blouse. Before the girl could object the teacher quickly pulled it up and over the girl's head, the movement pushing the Ariella's bra upwards so that her breasts came free of the cups. They dangled down as the blouse cuffs caught on her wrists and she had to bend forward as Miss Peacock struggled to pull the blouse off over her head.
"Whaa!" went Ariella in surprise as the garment finally came free and she straightened up, trying to cover her breasts with her arms. But the young teacher just carried on oblivious of any protest and grabbing the loosened bra, also pulled that over Ariella's head in a swift motion.
"Silence!" she said sternly to the girl. "Gertrude! Here, now!" she shouted as she spun Ariella around to face the table.
A small house-elf, under 5' tall came into the room. "Wash, dry and iron!" Miss Peacock ordered and threw the blouse and bra at Gertrude. She now undid the buckle on Ariella's jizz sodden kilt, whipped it away revealing her pale naked butt.
"Wash, dry and iron!" she ordered again and threw the kilt at the elf.
The little elf, looked like a young blonde human girl of about 15, but with large Bambi eyes and pointy ears. She looked a bit like a schoolgirl from a Hentai picture story and wore a white uniform with blue collar and cuffs which exaggerated her cute innocent look. Ariella knew the elf was probably older than she looked, but she had had little to do with the elves, who ran the operational side of the school, for they were shy and rarely seen. They used their own magic for cooking and cleaning the school and, it seemed they enjoyed being part of the invisible machinery upon which Snogwarts relied.
"What is the magic word?" Gertrude asked in a small but firm voice.
Miss Peacock looked at the elf, gave a chuckle, smiled for the first time and said: "Please!"
Gertrude gave the naked Ariella a very slow lavicious wink and then, all of a sudden, the elf threw Ariella's clothes into the air and with a wave of her hand they disappeared with a small crack and flash! The elf gave a small bow and disappeared in a similar fashion.
Giving her attention back to Ariella, the teacher put a hand between the girl's wet thighs from behind and ran it up her legs until it met the dripping labia, collecting sex juices on the way. Ariella nearly screamed at her touch and felt a great flush broke out on her pale cheeks. From behind the teacher rubbed Ariella's still swollen pussy lips for a moment, making her gasp, and then withdrew her jizz soaked hand. "Turn around!" she ordered and Ariella obeyed.
They were facing each other just inches apart, and with an almost manic smile on her face Miss Peacock began to delicately lick at the cum in her hand with a long sensuous tongue. She meowed like a cat enjoying a saucer of fresh cream. Then, totally unexpectedly she smeared the remaining sex juices first over Ariella's slightly parted lips and then rubbed the remainder onto her naked breasts, massaging the cream into her aureoles with fast circular movements.
Ariella was finding her fears were dimming, she wasn't going to get expelled, it appears rather, she was being seduced by her teacher. Miss Peacock had only been at the school a year. She was a young teacher, just out of training, who had immediately been recognised for her prowess as a seer. She was about Ariella's height and build, with long chestnut hair and a quaint pert nose and was quite attractive Ariella had always thought. Ariella again found her hormones activating and heat warming her damp pussy from within - the teacher's treatment of her was turning her on yet again.
Miss Peacock looked into Ariella's eyes and saw the girl was getting aroused and suddenly put her hand around Ariella's neck pulling her forward into a deep spermy embrace which Ariella now returned with enthusiasm.
With a swift movement Ariella was bodily picked up and sat on the table. "Lie down you little nymphomaniac! Back, go on move back! Now open those legs!" Miss Peacock demanded as Ariella moved further onto the table.
She lay back along the length of the table getting ever more excited by the dominating teacher. She gingerly parted her legs to expose her cum creamed labia and thighs to the woman.