A fourth option

As she walked quickly through the streets of the Kettle, steering her steps past one brothel or bar after the other, Caelia could feel her nerves playing. It wasn’t just because of her surroundings either, Caelia had never gotten quite used to seeing people having sex out in the street, which was something that she reflected on as she hurried past the point where a naked, busty blonde was getting it hard in the ass from a tall, muscular man on a street corner. Rather, Caelia’s nervousness was due to the Libidus spell being the first spell that she’d crafted, and as such would constitute the last thing she did before being declared as finished in her training and allowed to graduate from the academy. And the success and complexity of one’s graduation spell was vital for determining one’s standing amongst other sorcerers, particularly as the academy staff’s verdict on it would be written down and preserved for all time.

As she had progressed through the Kettle, Caelia had finally decided on whom she was to seek out and test her spell on. The man’s name was Tiras Serul, and though Caelia never met him, he had been highly recommended to her by her new patron, Countess Alexia von Schwechlen-Redmond. Of course, Caelia barely knew Alexia either. It had only been a little more than three months since Alexia had inherited both her title and her patronage over Caelia from her great-uncle, the late Count Leofric von Schwechlen, and she and Caelia had only met twice, with neither meeting lasting for very long. All that Caelia currently had to say about the woman into whose employ she would soon enter was that she was young, with still a few months left before turning twenty, that she was an outrageously beautiful blonde woman whose most distinguishing feature in Caelia’s mind was her lively azure eyes, which seemed to sparkle with mischief every few seconds or so during each conversation that they had had. Caelia also knew that Alexia had only one blood-relative in Tharros, her brother Duke Leo, whom she was not on speaking terms with according to Academy gossip, and that she had recently married a commoner and a law-officer by the name of Alaric Redmond. By all accounts, their marriage was unconventional, even controversial to some because of their differing social background, and a loving but open one.

The last part of the description definitely rung true to Caelia’s ears, since Alexia had flirted mercilessly with her when they had met, causing Caelia to blush through her compliments, her double entendres and her references to her own sex life. However, Caelia’s lack of interest in other women had meant that nothing had happened between them, and that was probably why she’d decided to seek out Tiras. She felt the need to show to her future employer that she was willing to listen to her recommendations, and going to see Tiras was the only way that she had currently through which to display this willingness.

Besides, Caelia thought as a thin smile formed on her lips, Alexia seemed like the sort of girl who could recognize real talent in a man when she saw it, so an evening with this Tiras might turn out to be quite a bit of fun.

Having already memorized Tiras’ address, training to become a sorceress had done wonders for her memory, Caelia had soon made her way to the particular house in the Kettle where he was supposed to live. The house was a large two-storey building located on a small side-street that laid some distance away from the main streets, which meant that it was at least somewhat quieter and not packed with people.

Caelia recognized the building as being of a fairly common type for Tharros in that it was designed to house several people or families, all of which lived in their own separate apartments located round a central courtyard.

Stepping through the open archway that led to the courtyard and soon found herself standing under the old oak tree that stood at the centre of it, now looking slightly confused as she glanced at each apartment door without spotting any signs as to which apartment that was Tiras’. With nothing else to do, she walked up to the nearest door and knocked on it, having to wait a little while before it was pulled open.

“Yes, love?” The gorgeous, black-skinned woman wearing a snug-fitting pink top over her expansive chest asked Caelia as she stood in the now open doorway.

“Eh, I’m looking for a Tiras Serul,” Caelia explained, making sure not to left her gaze drift downwards while dealing with the sense of surprise brought on by the fact that the pink top was the only thing that the woman in front of her was wearing.
“Second door to the right from here, love,” the woman replied, suddenly sporting an amused smile.

“Thanks,” Caelia said, suppressing a gasp as she caught a glimpse of the woman’s bald, pink pussy.

“Don’t mention it, love,” the woman maintained her smile, which grew wider and naughtier as she added, “Just be sure to tell him hi from me.”

“I will,” Caelia promised before the woman closed the door.

Soon, Caelia was knocking on the door that the woman had directed her towards, and this time failed to keep herself from gasping when the door opened a few moments later to reveal a tall, powerfully built man with brown hair and ruggedly handsome features.

“Hello,” the man greeted her with a friendly smile as he looked her over.

“Uh… hi,” Caelia replied, suddenly feeling very nervous. And it wasn’t just because of the strong features of his face, the bulging muscles of his naked stomach and chest or the considerable bulge in the brown trousers that he had on. It was something else about the man, something that she couldn’t quite put her finger on, that was threatening to leave Caelia completely speechless.

“And who might you be?” The man asked, his deep, resonant voice nearly causing Caelia to tremble, and which definitely had her rubbing her thighs together as she felt her pussy rapidly start to grow wet.

“I’m Caelia… Alexia von Schwechlen sent me here to find, uh, Tiras.”

“I’m Tiras,” the man said, stepping out of Caelia’s way and using one of his muscular arms to gesture for Caelia to enter his home.

“Thanks,” Caelia spoke after stepping into Tiras’ hallway, and while he closed the door behind her.

“Now,” Tiras continued the conversation while holding Caelia’s hand as he led her into a nice-looking living room dominated by a large couch with a low table in front of it. Apart from the couch, the room also contained a well-stocked drinks cabinet, while the walls were decorated with paintings and the floor was covered with plush carpets, “why did Alexia send you here?”

“Actually, she didn’t so much send me here as suggest that I’d quite enjoy it if I did,” Caelia explained after she’d taken a seat in the couch, and while currently admiring Tiras’ back as he made his way over to the drinks cabinet.

“Ah,” Tiras replied, without looking back at Caelia over his shoulder, “Anything special that you want?”

“A glass of wine would be lovely, thanks.”

Smiling again as he turned around, Tiras walked up to the couch and sat down next to Caelia, handing her her glass of wine before taking a sip from his own glass.

“And to be honest, I’m actually here to try out a spell,” Caelia explained while eyeing the bulge that ran down the inside of Tiras’ right leg, noting that it seemed to reach all the way to his knee. As she felt her wetness come seeping out of her honeypot, she thought to herself that that had to be the biggest cock that she’d ever come across.

“You’re with the Academy?”

“Yes.”

“And what’s this spell of yours?”

“It’s called Libidus, it’s supposed to work as an aphrodisiac, but the person upon whom it is cast is free to decide how long the effects last.”

“And you want to try it out on me?”

“That’s the general idea,” Caelia admitted, baring her teeth in a warm smile before giggling at the raised eyebrow and quizzical expression that Tiras had now adopted.

“Any risk of anything going, well… wrong?”

“I don’t think so… no, I know the spell well enough to be certain that nothing will go wrong,” Caelia explained, feeling her confidence improve at the same time as she aimed a silent prayer up towards a select few gods.

“Right,” Putting his glass aside, Tiras leaned back again and crossed his thick arms over his powerful chest, one corner of his mouth raised as he sat silent for a moment, then finally smiled at Caelia and added “And what do I get for letting you try out this spell on me?”

Smiling again, Caelia placed the glass upon the table and leaned in towards Tiras, placing her hands on his chest and feeling her full, heavy tits press slightly against the front of her dress as she brought her lips into contact with his.
While their tongues met, Tiras wrapped his arms round Caelia and began slowly moving his hands downwards over her back as she responded by locking her arms round his neck and intensifying the character of his kiss, moaning into his mouth when he took a hold of her waist and pulled her up on top of him.

Now sitting straddling Tiras’ waist, Caelia began to writhe against his much larger frame as the kiss continued on, her pussy growing even wetter while his hands now slid further down over her body, until he could finally clutch the hemline of her blue dress between his fingers and begin pulling it upwards. At the same time as Tiras slowly pulled the bottom of her dress up, inching closer to the point where it would no longer be covering her ass and pussy, Caelia removed her arms from his neck and wiggled them out of the top of her dress, the front of which dropped forwards and rolled down to become bunched up underneath her perfectly shaped boobs.

Caelia temporarily ceased fencing tongues with Tiras and instead had a tremor course through her body when the hem of her dress was dragged up far enough to leave her heart-shaped ass exposed, with Tiras leaving it to rest on the small of her back as he instead used his hands to start fondling and caressing her juicy buttocks.

At this point, Caelia’s wetness had begun to seep out of her slit and onto the base of Tiras’ cock as it bulged inside his trousers, though it didn’t take him long to establish a firm hold of her bubble butt before rolling over in the couch, pinning her beneath him before quickly pulling himself free of her embrace and rising up to tower over her once again, his gaze feasting on the sight of her sitting there, clad in her stockings and her high heels and with her dress now covering nothing more than her stomach.

Seeing Tiras remaining perfectly still in front of her, seemingly waiting for her to do something, Caelia eyed the bulge that ran down his right leg once more, and then leaned forwards, licking her luscious lips while reaching out with her hands and fumbling a little with her fingers at first as she worked to get the front of his trousers opened.

Once she’d done so, Caelia grabbed onto the waistline of them and began pulling them down, gasping as her actions prompted the thick base of Tiras’ cock to come into view, then finally releasing a startled yelp and jumping back a little in the couch once she’d freed enough of his fuckpiece to allow the whole of it to come springing up in front of it.

While her huge tits were still swaying gently from the suddenness of her latest flurry of movement, Caelia sat completely flabbergasted in the couch, her eyes having gone as wide as they possibly could while she admired Tiras’ dick. The ginormous slab of hard meat had swung leftwards at the same time as it had come shooting upwards, and its sheer length meant that its head, so big that Caelia sincerely doubted that she could manage to cram it into her gob, was now practically brushing against her lips.

As Caelia ran her gaze down the length of Tiras’ cock, a thick dollop of clear precum appeared out of his pisshole, ran down the rounded shape of its crown, and dropped onto her bottom lip.