The Demigoddess, the Witch, and the Cheerleader

by Hayden Archer

I leaned in and kissed her again, then pulled back and put a finger to my lips. “We’re going to rock your world.”

  Professor Jones closed her eyes and moaned at my words, but she also seemed to be moaning as Felicia came up beside her, leaned in, and started nibbling on her ear. I adjusted the range on my power so that I was just giving off a general glow, not targeting anyone specifically.

  The moment the girls walked into that they must have started getting turned on.

  Cara came up to stand next to me where I was grinding against Professor Jones who licked her lips looking up at us. I leaned over and pressed my lips against Cara’s, my mouth opening to her and our tongues going into the familiar dance that I knew so well from our tryst a couple of floors up. I wanted to get those tits out, let Professor Jones get a look at their magnificence, but for the moment I was content making out with her.

  On my other side I felt someone grab my free hand and press it against another pair of tits. I smiled inwardly as I continued making out with Cara. Judging from the delicious tingle that jumped through my hand where it made contact that must be Alexis on the other side.

  When I broke free from the kiss with Cara I looked down. Professor Jones’ eyes were lidded as she looked between the four beauties surrounding her. Sure enough, it was Alexis standing to one side with my hand on her tits, and I was more than happy to oblige her and feel up that amazing, angelic rack. I was also pleased that the tingling I’d felt in the Hall of the Gods was still there in full force. I’d wondered if that would work in the mortal world.

  I reluctantly pulled my hand away from her tits and motioned towards Professor Jones. Alexis licked her lips, smiled, and then leaned down. Her lips made contact with Professor Jones’ as I put my hands on the good professor’s hips and continued to grind my cock into her. When Alexis’ lips made contact Professor Jones’ eyes widened and I knew she must be feeling that same delicious tingling sensation I’d discovered when I had my own little tryst with this beautiful angel. Jones sighed, and her eyes went from lidded, too wide, to closed as she melted into the kiss with my beautiful angel.

  Felicia was still going to work on the other side, nibbling on her ear and kissing down her neck. As I pressed my cock into Jones, Felicia reached down with a delicate hand and started working at the buttons on the professor’s dress shirt. Only she seemed to get caught on some of those buttons, and after a moment of fumbling she let out a sexy growl and twisted.

  A ripping sound filled the room as buttons went flying every which way at high speed. I ducked as one flew past me, making a whistling noise as it sailed past my ear. Damn. The dangers of being around a very turned on a demigoddess with ridiculous strength.

  Professor Jones gasped and smiled as the buttons went flying across the room and her bra was exposed. I was surprised to see that it was a lacy black number, not at all what I would’ve expected a college professor to be wearing. Then again, I had to remember that she wasn’t actually a college professor. She was a second rate witch who was trying to use her hokey ancient magic to capture me. Well, we’d have to see about doing something about that ancient hokey magic.

  As Alexis continued kissing her, as Felicia went to work trying to undo the clasp on the front of her bra, as I pressed myself down with my arms to either side of her stomach and looked her in the eyes while we were all going to work on her, I could see the faint outline that pinkish purplish mist starting to rise around her. Just same as the blue glow starting to rise off of my body, though I’d never noticed it before in the mortal world. Alexis also had a similar glow rising off of her body, the familiar white twinkling glow that I recognized from my time at the Hall of the Gods.

  And as Alexis and I leaned down, as we pressed into Professor Jones, I realized that the pink glow coming off of her was ebbing and flowing in waves. Alexis would move forward and the pink glow would move away from her, I would press my cock forward and it’d move away from me. I smiled. That gave me an idea for how I could maybe break her free of whatever spell she was under.

  Felicia let out a triumphant moan and Professor Jones gasped herself as the front clasp on her bra popped open, the cups falling to the side exposing her amazing tits to us. She didn’t look to be much more than a B, but despite their small size her tits looked impressive. Hell, it was probably because they were so small that they showed as little wear and tear at her age, whatever that age was. I was still having trouble placing it.

  Or it could just be that she was using some sort of ancient magic to keep herself looking good. I wondered if trying to break her magic would also break whatever kept her looking so young, but I shrugged mentally. There wasn’t anything I could do about that. She was the one who decided to come after me and start this fight, after all.

  Felicia moved down and attacked Jones’ tits. As she did so the purple mist around the professor seemed to recoil and flow away from her as well. Now that was interesting. I couldn’t see any mist rising from Felicia, but there must have been something there if she was a having that effect on of the magic surrounding Jones.

  Professor Jones, for her part, seemed to be in complete ecstasy. Alexis had pulled away and Jones, freed from that kiss, was tossing her head from side to side. As she tossed her hair came out of its bun and went flying back and forth. Alexis reached down and started massaging the tit that Felicia wasn’t working on.

  I glanced over my shoulder to see what Cara was up to, and my own mouth fell open in surprise. I let out a moan of my own. Cara was standing there wearing absolutely nothing, and looking amazing wearing that absolutely nothing. Her large tits were hanging there, swaying slightly as Cara breathed deeply watching us. I motioned for her to move forward and join us. She looked between Professor Jones and me, a bit of the fear she’d no doubt experienced when we were being chased returning as she looked down at the woman who was sending those things after us, but then she shrugged and moved forward. Apparently lust was overcoming whatever reservations she might have.

  I expected Cara to simply move up and continue making out with Jones where Alexis had stopped, but color me surprised when instead she climbed up on the desk. Professor Jones looked up at her, raising an eyebrow, and then the Cara was lowering her pussy to the good professor’s face. I moaned at the sight of that gorgeous body, those giant tits, lowering over Jones and then her face was hidden under Cara’s pussy.

  I watched to see what would happen. Would Professor Jones go along with this? Sure enough, her tongue flicked out and ran along the length of Cara’s pussy. I was being treated to a front row seat as the hot professor and witch ate out Cara right in front of us.

  This was all too much for me. I needed to get some satisfaction, and hopefully I would also be able to clear up the little matter of all this ancient magic being tossed around at the same time. I reached down and started tugging on Jones’ skirt, but it refused to come loose. She lifted her ass up on the desk to give me better access, but there was a belt or something in the way. I groaned in frustration and started tugging, and them Felicity’s hands were next to mine. With a quick tug the skirt tore and I was looking down at Jones’ panties.

  They were also lacy, black, and matched her bra. Her panties were dark, but I could still see that they were completely soaked through.

  Evidently the good professor was extremely turned on. Well, I was about to give her even more to be turned on about.

  I fumbled with my own belt as Alexis moved down in between Professor Jones’ legs. Felicity moved behind her, starting to pull Alexis’ clothes over her head. Alexis was more than happy to oblige, lifting her arms up, and a moment later she was standing topless with her shorts still on. She leaned forward and pressed her tongue against Professor Jones’ pussy, and I heard Jones moaning into Cara’s pussy at the contact.

  I frantically moved to rip off my pants as Felicity pulled down Alexis’ shorts. Then Felicity had her face buried between Alexis’ legs.

  My cock lurched and twitched. This was pure sensory overload.
Four insanely attractive women in front of me going at it, and I couldn’t seem to get my pants off fast enough. Then my cock sprang free, and I moved forward. I placed one hand on Professor Jones’ thigh and the other on Alexis’ shoulder.

  She looked up at me, her face and lips glistening where she’d been licking Professor Jones’ hot wet pussy, and smiled. She looked slightly disappointed that I was pulling her away from her feast, but then she turned to smile and gasp as Felicity continued to go to work on her.

  Alexis turned and started tugging at Felicity’s clothes, but I didn’t see what happened after that because I only had eyes for Professor Jones.

  Cara’s pussy was still firmly planted over Jones’ face, so the only thing she could see, presumably, was Cara above her. Well, she was about to get a surprise.

  I placed my cock at the entrance to her pussy, enjoying the feeling of that slick wetness wrapping around my cockhead. I also felt a strange tingle that was similar to what I felt with Alexis, but different. It felt odd, slightly more painful. As though something was trying to push me away.

  I glanced down between our legs and saw the pink mist from her body wrapping around my cock, moving up. And where it moved I felt that slightly unpleasant tingling, almost like when a part of your body falls asleep, only it was my cock going to sleep.

  Well, we couldn’t have that. I might not be able to knock this magic completely free of Professor Jones with just my power alone, but I could certainly swat away this pesky ancient magic trying to attack me. I pushed out with my power and it vanished with a puff.

  Then I started sinking my cock deep inside Professor Jones’ pussy, listening to her moan into Cara’s pussy as she thrust up to meet me as I buried myself inside her. That seemed to give a little extra something to Cara as well, because she let out a gasp of her own and threw her head back, her hair flying back and forth.

  “Oh fuck!” Cara said.

  I heard echoing moans from down below, and I turned to see Felicity and Alexis scrambling over one another, writhing back and forth on the floor with, fingers, tongues, mouths, legs, intertwined in every which way as they tried to extract the maximum amount of pleasure possible from one another.

  It was difficult to turn my attention away from that amazing sight, but turn away I did. Because I had my own fun to attend to.

  I pressed forward one last time and then I was buried to the hilt inside Professor Jones. She gasped again and I stood there for a moment in front of the desk savoring the sensation of her pussy wrapping around my cock. No matter how many times I buried my cock inside a woman, I realized that I was never going to get tired of the feeling. I realized that every pussy was different, every pussy was exquisite and amazing in its own way, and I suddenly understood the male urge to tomcat around as much as possible.

  I pulled my cock out and pressed inside, burying myself inside Professor Jones again. Her tits jiggled under my thrust, and I grinned. Oh yes, this was going to be very fun indeed.

  And, more importantly, as I thrust I saw the pink mist move away from the spot where my cock was making contact with her. Yes, it definitely seemed that my plan to work myself up as much as possible was working. I’d barely made a dent in the magic that had its hold over her before, and now it was pulling away from me as I thrust.

  I pulled out and slammed home again and the mist retreated even more. Seeing her surrounded by that mist the same as the ones she was supposedly controlling, knowing how little actual control she had, made me think that maybe it was the magic that was controlling her and not the other way around. The only trick was trying to break her free. Well, at least she’d have a little fun while I was breaking her out.

  I concentrated on the sensation in my cock, on the sight of Cara with her pussy pressed against Professor Jones’ face, on the moaning coming to the side and the slightly below where Alexis and Felicity were rolling around with one another. I pulled my cock out and pressed into Professor Jones again. Again. And again. She moaned every time I buried myself inside her and reached out to take my hands in her own, running her fingers up and down my arms tickling lightly.

  Very shortly I was pounding my way home with a regular rhythm, reveling in the sensation of her warm pussy wrapping around my cock. Her tits jiggled hypnotically every time I bottomed out inside her, and it even caused enough force moving through her body that Cara’s tits bounced as well. I was transfixed.

  The noises in the room were getting louder and louder as I continued plowing in and out of this hottie professor. She was tossing her head back and forth as best she could with her face buried in Cara’s pussy, her hips moving up to meet my every thrust, her tits jiggling and her hands scratching and leaving deep scratches in the wood paneling of the desk she was lying on.

  There was more to it than her reaction though. That pink mist seemed to recede from her more and more. And I could feel my own power growing stronger and stronger as I continued fucking her, as I listened to the noises of sucking, fucking, and the quiet moans that were quickly rising to a crescendo.

  I could feel my own body rising to its own crescendo, and as I did so my power was swelling inside me. Something big was coming, something wonderful. Something that I wasn’t sure I’d be able to control. And it seemed like the mist surrounding Professor Jones knew that, as it was gathering down by my cock as though trying to prevent me from pressing forward into her body. Only Professor Jones and her amazing body were playing a different tune from the way she was moaning and gasping.

  “Oh yes! Fuck me!” drifted up muffled from between Cara’s legs.

  That was it. I was too far gone.

  I threw my head to the ceiling, squeezed my eyes shut, and let out a loud scream as the tingle in my cock and the warmth coursing through my body came to a head and I was a pumping load after load of my cum deep inside Professor Jones’ body. I opened my eyes and looked down just in time to see a wave of my power, at least I’m assuming that’s what the blue mist from the medallion was, go crashing across Professor Jones’ body along with the first spurt of my cum.

  It definitely seemed that my theory about her was a correct. Along with a blast of power, along with the first spurts of my cum making its way deep inside her pussy, along with the feeling of her pussy clamping down on me and her own scream starting as an orgasm washed over her, the pink mist that had been surrounding her flew out. It was similar to the way it happened with everyone else I’d confronted, only this time the mist was more solid, more substantial.

  The mist managed to maintain its shape for several seconds longer than any of the others, but then even that seemed to blow away in that same nonexistent wind. Only I was starting to realize that the nonexistent wind was nothing of the sort. It looked like it was actually my power radiating out from my body, pushing it away, causing it to dissipate entirely. Now that was some trick.

  I’d like to say that I paid more attention to what was happening with all the magical divine bullshit, but honestly I was too preoccupied by everything else that was happening around me. I could feel my power pulsing out from me in powerful waves, more powerful than I’d ever felt before, as my body felt like it was on fire. Screams registered throughout the room from all of us.

  Professor Jones, Cara who was sitting on Professor Jones’ face with her head thrown back to the ceiling, her eyes squeezed shut, and her hips churning against Professor Jones’ tongue. Alexis and Felicity on the floor next to me, riding on top of one another in a sixty-nine and screaming with pleasure. And then there was that divine sensation in between my legs as I continued pumping load after load deep into the pussy of this woman, this witch, who until so recently had been threatening me.

  And I realized that my own scream was also filling the room, adding to that symphony of pleasure. I wondered if this lecture hall had ever seen anything like it before. Chances are nothing like this would ever happen in here again.

  It was just too bad there was no one else in the room, in the building, capable of witnessing it.
Because this had to be every frat guy’s dream. Oh well, their loss.

  Then it was over and I was coming down from my high with the familiar sensitive and ticklish sensation in my cock I’d come to expect right after blowing my load. I pulled my cock out and had to concentrate on breathing for a moment.

  That had been an intense orgasm, to be sure, but I’d had more intense before. No, the thing that had really taken it out of me that time was making such extensive use of my powers like that. I’d never done that before, but it appears that hearing what I was capable of from the Venus was all the encouragement my subconscious needed to go for broke and really stretch my limits.

  It seemed that things were wrapping up throughout the rest of the room as well. Cara sat on top of Professor Jones’ face for another moment, catching her breath, and then she swung one leg off and sat on the edge of the desk staring at the chalkboard. I decided not to bother her for the moment. She’d been through a lot, and it looked like she was enjoying this time to herself.

  I looked down to Professor Jones and raised an eyebrow. Her eyes locked with mine as I looked down at her, and then she lunged for me. I jumped back trying to get away from her, expecting an attack, but she had her legs wrapped around me which made it difficult for me to pull away.

  Not that I needed to bother. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and pulled me into a bear hug. Well, at least as much of a bear hug as a skinny academic could manage.

  “Thank you,” she breathed into my ear. “I was trapped and you broke me free!”

  I put my arms around her, not really sure if I should return the hug or not. But it seemed genuine enough, so I figured what the hell.

  “Um, you’re welcome, I guess?”

  “I didn’t think I was ever going to break free,” Professor Jones said. “The spell was so powerful, it was like I was watching what I was doing and yet it wasn’t me controlling any of it.”

  I glanced over my shoulder looking for some help, but neither Felicia nor Alexis were standing there. Judging from the heavy breathing I heard down on the floor they were still recovering from their own little tryst.