Aurora - Chapter 1 - The Golden Age Of Lithuin - Sex Stories

Aurora - Chapter 1 - The Golden Age Of Lithuin

... and began the process anew. As he sought out the energy in the ether, he felt two of Mistress Spellsong's fingers circling around his vulnerable pucker. She alternated her movements, guiding her hand up and down his fleshy cheeks and then pressing her index and middle fingers more insistently against his fleshy flower.

“M-Mistress... How am I supposed to-”

“Focus!” she repeated as her fingers plowed through his tight ring. “Like I said, just let it happen.”

Aden gasped and shook in her grasp. Her left hand continued to stroke his chest up and down. The hem of his tunic followed her aggressive motions as she glided over his skin and groped at his pecs. Her two rubbery invaders sank deep in his warm hole and flowed out smoothly. She established a rhythm that brought a mildly painful stretching as her fingers entered and a shiver of pure bliss each time they rubbed against his prostate.

“Feel the ether. Feel the pencil” she chanted into his ear. She spoke the words often as she continued her steady assault on his ass.

Her mantra was the only thing keeping him from abandoning the lesson altogether. If not for her instructions, he'd be unable to concentrate on anything but the wonderful sensations cascading through his body. The pace of her finger fucking increased. Soon, she added a third finger and speared them deep in his yielding boy pussy.

“Ahhhhhhh!”

“Feel the ether. Feel the pencil.”

Aden did as he was bade. His mind clung to the chant as ...

... her increasingly aggressive strumming threatened to overwhelm him. Blood rushed to his nethers, flooding his cock and forcing it to balloon into the metal coils of his chastity cage. Pre-cum leaked from his tip in abundance, sliding through the tiny window in the metal shield constraining his bulging glans. A giddy warmth overtook Aden's body as Leilana's rubbery digits slid in and out in a wet, rubbery frenzy.

“Now, Aden! DO IT!”

“AHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

“PUSH IT!!!”

The summoned energy and his thoughts connected in an instant of arcane clarity. From his outstretched hand the force shot forth, invisible, but fully real. The pencil launched off the desk and sailed through the air. It hit the distant wall with a light clatter before falling to the floor and rolling to a stop. Mistress Spellsong persisted, pistoning her fingers in and out of his accommodating bottom until Aden moaned and lowered his arm.

“Good boy! VERY good!” Her rubbery fingers slurped out of his freshly stretched hole. Her left hand pulled free from his shirt and reached up to brush the hair obscuring Aden's face. She doted on him further, wiping the sweat from his strained, glistening brow. “You're the first male I've seen do that in fifty years. Congratulations.”

“Thank you... Mistress...” he said between deep breaths.

Leilana leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. Her dark purple lipstick left a sizable imprint. “This calls for a celebration. A reward!”

“A day out of my cage, ...