Scholomance 3: The Devil's Academy

by Logan Jacobs

  I headed up the stairs and made my way back to the common room. Once I passed the blonde-haired woman’s portrait, I opened the door and slipped inside. The room was empty, aside from Alexander, who was curled up into a ball and sleeping on one of the sofas, so I quietly sat down next to him and in front of the fire.

  There was a pitcher of wine on the coffee table, as well as a few goblets, so I poured myself a full glass and drank deeply before I retrieved one of the cellar books tucked under the pillow. I sipped thoughtfully, and a thousand different questions roamed through my mind. Tonight had been more eventful than I anticipated. When I stared down at the book, I knew it was going to be challenging to concentrate, but I also knew I needed to start reading. There was a reason Theodora sent me down there, and I had a feeling this was it.

  So, I peeled the book open, and my eyes began to devour the text and gorgeous illustrations. Entire chapters were dedicated to ancient hexes and curses that were no longer taught in classes but served well in the games. They were laid out before me, and I was both amazed and concerned about the complicated spells and fatal tasks. Some witches had to defeat deadly dragons, murderous mermaids, and fickle fairies. The only creatures we’d come across so far were the annoying snow goblins and the huge snow beast, which, according to the text, was called an ice wendigo. Once they consumed an individual, the poor soul became bonded to the wendigo, and the soul eventually turned into a wendigo itself. For a brief moment, I almost felt sorry for that warlock who had his head ripped off. Who knew what would become of him now?

  I continued to study hard until I heard footsteps by the door, and when I looked up, I caught Vesta and Faye staring at me with red cheeks and glassy eyes. They were swaying and laughing, and I knew they were tipsy from their flushed faces.

  “Cole,” Faye giggled and stumbled on her heels. “You never came back to the party. Where did you go?”

  “Um, yeah.” I nodded as I discreetly shut the book and tucked it under a pillow. “I just didn’t really feel up to any more socializing, so I came back here."

  “We missed you.” Vesta grinned suggestively. “Akira and Morgana are still at the party.”

  “Well.” I smirked. “The three of us can have some fun.”

  “Oh?” Vesta purred. “What did you have in mind?”

  “Several things,” I chuckled.

  “Like what?” Faye purred as she licked her lips, and I could almost feel the warm and wet tightness of her pretty mouth around my cock.

  “Go to my bedroom,” I ordered. “Both of you.”

  The witches flushed a deeper shade of red and smiled coyly at me, and I watched as they scurried up the stairs and into my bedroom. I downed the rest of my wine and stood up. Then I slowly headed up the stairs, and when I was in my room, I shut the door and took in the sight before me.

  Flames crackled in the fireplace as Vesta and Faye both sat primly on the edge of my bed, and I looked between the purple witch and the redhead as I tried to decide who I wanted to fuck first. Then I took off my shirt and tossed it into a corner before running my fingers through my hair.

  It was a tough decision.

  “Get up and stand in front of the bed,” I commanded, and the witches complied. Then I walked over, sat in the space they had just occupied, and leaned back to lounge on my hands.

  “What next, master?” Vesta breathed, and her silver eyes were dilated with arousal.

  “Undress each other,” I ordered. “Slowly.”

  The witches nodded their heads obediently before they began to slowly peel off each other’s dresses. Blood rushed to my cock as Faye turned around, while Vesta slowly untied her dress, and the purple witch planted soft kisses along the back of Faye’s freckled neck as she gently pulled down the redhead’s gown. Faye was naked underneath, and her nipples pebbled the moment her pale, perky breasts were exposed to the air.

  “Touch her, Vesta,” I grunted, and my voice rang with authority.

  “Yes, master,” the purple witch sighed, and she reached out and plucked at Faye’s nipples until they were as red as her hair.

  “Okay, stop,” I said after a moment, and Vesta froze. “Now, Faye, you do the same to Vesta.”

  “Yes, Cole.” The redhead bit down on her lip as she turned to the other witch, and then Faye slowly started to peel off Vesta’s sheer gown.

  To my pleasant surprise, the purple-skinned witch was also naked underneath her dress, and she moaned when Faye immediately latched onto her plum colored nipples and tugged.

  Once both witches were squirming and flushed with arousal, I palmed the growing erection in my pants and studied their beautiful figures in the dim firelight.

  “Come closer,” I demanded. “Both of you.”

  They both sauntered over, and I turned my attention to the redhead first. Faye’s thighs were trembling, and her breasts moved up and down in a rapid rhythm. Her vibrant red hair was still tied up into a bun, but I wanted to see it tumble down across her shoulders and spill over my face. I wanted her to be completely free.

  “Take your hair down,” I commanded. “Quickly.”

  The redhead nodded before she reached up and undid her hair, and it came cascading down like a bloody waterfall. Her vibrant green eyes were shimmering with lust and desire, and I beckoned for her to come even closer.

  “Get over here,” I ordered.

  She took a small step forward, and I sat on the edge of the bed and reached in between her legs. The redhead was hot to the touch, and I smirked as I gently caressed her pussy.

  Her entrance immediately twitched under my fingers, and a breathy moan slipped out from her mouth as I slid a finger inside her hot tunnel. Then I slipped another digit into her and crooked both, and Faye gasped as her nails dug into my shoulder. A moment later, I could feel drops of blood trickle down my back, and the bite of pain made my cock throb.

  “You’re already wet.” I grinned. “We haven’t even begun yet.”

  “Oooh,” she groaned and tossed back her head, “Cole, right there, please keep going. Don’t stop… w-whatever you do, don’t stoooop.”

  “I’ll do whatever the fuck I want with you,” I growled. “Or did you forget you are mine?”

  “Noooo,” she whined. “Sorry, Cole. I’m yours. Do what you want with me. I belong to you.”

  “Good,” I purred. “Now, stay still.”

  Faye moaned as I swiped my thumb over her throbbing clit, and she whimpered with pleasure as I continued to thrust my fingers in and out of her.

  “Vesta,” I said as I looked at the purple witch. “Get on the bed.”

  She nodded and slowly crawled up behind me, and she pressed her breasts against my back and gently nibbled on my earlobe as I continued to pleasure the moaning redhead.

  I stared up at Faye, and my gaze wandered over her sharp, golden-green eyes, small freckled nose, and full rosy lips.

  “Do you like this?” I murmured, and the redhead’s thighs trembled as I slipped my fingers deeper inside of her.

  “Yesssss,” Faye whimpered as I sawed in and out of her wet tunnel, and the deeper I went, the louder she moaned.

  Then, with my free hand, I reached up and cupped one of her large breasts. I brushed my thumb over her rosy, perky nipple, and she groaned softly as I gently pinched her bud. She squeezed her eyes shut as I rolled my thumb over her nipple, and when I squeezed harder, she bit down on her lip and groaned.

  When her breathing grew faster after five or so minutes, I gently pulled my fingers out of her, and she gasped as her eyes flew open.

  “Coooole,” she hissed through full pouty lips. “Why did you stop? I was so close.”

  “Because it’s my turn,” I growled. “Both of you get down on your knees in front of me.”

  I stood up from the bed, and both witches knelt before me. They didn’t dare break eye contact as I slowly unbuttoned my pants and pulled out my throbbing cock, and their glassy eyes widened and filled with primal desire as I held it out before them.
/>   “Who shall have the first taste of me?” I whispered.

  “Me, please,” Vesta begged. “Oh, Cole, I want to suck your cock so bad. Please let me be first.”

  “Me, Cole,” Faye whined. “You just… you just brought me to the edge. I need something else inside of me. Let me taste you. Please.”

  “Vesta,” I said after a moment of consideration, “come closer.”

  The purple witch did as she was told, and as soon as she was close enough, I grabbed her head and slowly pushed myself inside her mouth. Before she engulfed me whole, she slowly ran her hot tongue along my tip and smiled wickedly at me.

  “Open wider,” I demanded. “You can do it.”

  She obeyed and took me in, and I groaned in instant gratification as my tip scraped against the back of her throat. Then she bobbed her green head back and forth while Faye started to run her own fingers down to her pussy. With one hand, I guided Vesta along my cock, and with the other, I snapped my fingers to stop the redhead from touching herself.

  “No,” I panted, “not yet. Not until I tell you.”

  “Okay,” she pouted.

  “Okay…” I hissed.

  “Master.” The redhead bit her lip and stared up at me with adoration clear in her eyes.

  “Hmmmmm…” Vesta moaned as she licked and sucked on the head of my dick before moving down to the shaft.

  “Sooo good, Vesta. Your mouth feels fantastic.” I groaned as she deepthroated my entire cock, and it took all my willpower not to explode in her mouth.

  “I love the way your dick tastes,” Vesta whispered as she popped her mouth off my cock for a second, then she hastily took it all back in with one gulp, and I almost lost it as her tongue swirled around the base.

  “Faye, I want you to spread your legs for me,” I ordered, “and then I want you to gently finger yourself… but you can’t come until I say so.”

  “Yes, Master,” Faye grunted as she adjusted herself on the floor.

  The redhead spread her legs and started to lightly tap on her bright pink pussy. She painted slow circles around her engorged clit, and I could see the wetness of her arousal glisten on her lower lips. Then she slipped two of her dainty fingers into her hungry hole, and her head dropped back with a stuttering moan.

  I watched and listened as Faye finger fucked herself for several minutes, and all the while Vesta continued to suck and slurp around my cock like she was starving and only my seed could satiate her. Finally, I clenched my fingers in Vesta’s green, wavy hair, and I shoved her head down until she gagged around my shaft.

  “That’s it, swallow my cock,” I crooned as Vesta twitched under my hand. “Good girl.”

  Faye whimpered on the floor, and I glanced over to see her green-gold eyes were locked onto Vesta choking on my dick. The redhead had her fingers buried in her sopping wet pussy now, and her legs were starting to shake.

  It was also growing more difficult not to cum in Vesta’s hungry mouth, so I decided to change things up a little bit.

  “Faye, come here and get on the bed,” I grunted.

  The redhead scrambled to her feet, and as she walked over to climb onto the mattress, I pried Vesta off my cock.

  “Was that good, master?” the purple witch panted, and her silver eyes were dilated with desire as she planted one last kiss onto the head of my shaft.

  “Very good,” I growled as I got to my feet. “Now, get on the bed next to Faye.”

  “Yes, sir,” Vesta moaned, and then she moved aside and clambered up onto the mattress.

  Now, both witches were splayed on their backs across the red sheets, and they squirmed as I stared down at them. Vesta ran her fingers up her lithe body to pluck at her pebbled plum nipples, and Faye spread her legs so she could delve her fingers into her wet slit again.

  “Did I say you could touch yourself?” I growled as I zeroed in on the redhead. “That pussy is mine, not yours.”

  Faye froze and moaned as she withdrew her fingers from her pussy. “Sorry, master.”

  “You better be,” I rumbled as I crawled onto the bed, grabbed Faye by her red hair, and pulled her toward me.

  Our mouths crashed together, and I immediately nipped at Faye’s lower lip until I drew blood. The redhead whimpered as I pressed her down into the mattress, and our tongues snaked together as our kiss deepened and grew more demanding.

  “Cole,” the redhead gasped as she ripped her mouth away from mine. “I want you inside me. Please don’t make me beg for it.”

  “Really?” I smirked as I lightly tapped my cock around the inside of her thighs. “I think good girls would beg, don’t you?”

  “Yes, p-please,” she panted. “Master, fuck me, fuck me until I scream. Fuck me until you flood my womb with your seed. Satan, I need it so much. Please give it to me, Cole.”

  “That’s what I like to hear,” I chuckled as I pushed her legs apart and slowly slid my cock inside her.

  Faye’s pussy was incredibly wet and tight, and a guttural groan resonated in her chest when I bottomed out inside of her. I didn’t start moving, though. Instead, I paused there, with my shaft buried into her womb up to the hilt, and then I lifted my head and found Vesta.

  The purple witch was sprawled against the pillows, and her lavender skin stood out in sharp contrast with the crimson sheets. She was still plucking at her nipples, but she instantly froze when my eyes met hers.

  “Vesta,” I growled, “you’re going to lay there and watch me fuck Faye. And you’re not going to touch yourself. Am I understood? I want your hands flat against the sheets until I’m ready for you. That’s an order.”

  “Coleeeee,” Vesta groaned like she was in agony, but she couldn’t defy a direct command from me, so her hands immediately snapped to her sides and pressed against the mattress.

  “Good girl.” I smirked, and then I looked back down at the redhead spread out beneath me. “And thank you for waiting patiently, Faye. You get a reward.”

  “A rewar--?” she started to ask, but before she could finish, I pulled my hips back until my cock nearly slipped out of her, and then I slammed forward until I was beyond deep inside of her.

  Faye cried out sharply as I began to thrust into her, and she felt so fucking wet and tight. I started slowly at first, but then my strokes became faster, and her red lips parted open as she desperately gasped for air. My shaft sawed in and out of her spasming tunnel, and the quicker I went, the louder she moaned and cried out for more.

  “You don’t get to come until I say so,” I growled into Faye’s ear, and she whimpered as she clawed desperately at my spine. Then I leaned back, grabbed her legs, and slung them over my shoulders, and when I thrust back inside of her from this new angle, a startled scream tore out of her mouth.

  “Coleeeeeee, oh, yesssss! Just like that. Fuck me harder, master!”

  I pounded into her in this position for several minutes, and her breasts jostled with the force of my thrusts. Soon, I could tell she was close, but before she could cum, I grabbed her thighs and flipped us over so she was perched on top of me with her legs straddling my hips.

  “Ride me,” I commanded, and then I slapped her on the ass for good measure.

  “Yes, Cole!” Faye gasped, and then she began to bounce and swivel on my cock in a way that nearly made me explode. Her tunnel was so tight in this position, and her walls spasmed around me with every movement. Her nails dug into my chest as she continued to fuck me, and wet, sloppy noises came from where were were joined.

  “Satan, just like that,” I grunted as I reached up to grab her pale, freckled breasts, and then I pinched and rolled her nipples between my fingers.

  “Fuck, Cole!” she cried out as the sound of our skin slapping together filled the room, and her breathing grew more labored. “You feel soooooo goood. Satan, I want your seed inside me. Please, fill me up. Please, master!”

  Her voice reached a fevered-pitch, and her pussy clamped down around me, so I knew she was close.

  “Come for me,”
I snarled as I grabbed her bucking hips, and then I shoved her down onto my cock until my tip met her womb.

  As Faye came, her eyes widened, her back arched, and she screamed so loudly I thought the entire castle would hear. Her body seized on top of me, and I grunted as my cock throbbed and shot pulse after pulse of my seed into her welcoming tunnel.

  After a long moment, Faye collapsed against my chest, and I could feel our combined juices leaking out onto my thighs.

  “Fuck,” I groaned as I shoved my still hard cock into her sopping tunnel.

  “What about me?” Vesta pouted from the head of the bed, and I felt her wiggle against the sheets.

  “Don’t worry.” I grinned, lifted Faye off me, and deposited her limp body onto the sheets on my other side. “I haven’t forgotten about you. Get on all fours.”

  I turned to face the lavender witch, and she smiled before she shifted to get into position like I ordered.

  On the other side of the bed, Faye moaned weakly as she rolled fully onto her back, and I smirked as I saw my creamy seed spilling out from in between her splayed thighs.

  Then I climbed up onto my knees behind Vesta, and I draped myself across her back.

  “Do you want me?” I whispered into her ear.

  “Yes, Cole,” she moaned as she shoved her hips back against me.

  “Well, you were a good girl and didn’t touch yourself like I asked,” I mused, and I shifted closer so my wet cock bumped between her spread thighs. “So, I think you should get a reward, too.”

  Before Vesta could respond, I braced myself on my knees, grabbed my hard shaft, and guided it into her wet pussy. She moaned as her lips spread around my considerable girth, and I pushed in deeper as her wide hips moved back and forth.

  “Oh, that feels so fucking good,” she whimpered. “It feels like you’re splitting me in half. It’s amazing.”

  “How about this?” I said before I snapped my hips forward.

  “Ahhhhhh!” Vesta cried out in ecstasy and bunched up her fists into the sheets as she shoved her hips back against me. Then she moaned as I began to pound into her at a punishing pace, and she was so wet my cock met no resistance as it slipped in and out of her quivering pussy.