Party Gets Rocking

Paphia takes it upon herself to ‘judge’ Mike. That way you have your chance to make amends with Mike, and her friends are protected against whatever Mike literally cooked up.

Luckily, you remembered your High School Football center, Samael, went to Madison as well. He is practically the opposite of Mike and hung out in the same circles as you do. He even asked you before the summer, to remember him when you moved to Madison in the fall. He is standing behind Mike with a skeptical look.

Sam’s brother, Jason, is a stereotypical thaumaturgy, computer, nerd-genius. Despite being a nerd, Jason was able to mix with other social groups because he was the Dance DJ everyone wanted. He had already emailed you a playlist to get the musik going.

Jason’s brainpower allowed him to coast through High School staying up all night and still maintaining a 4.0 GPA. They parents of Sam and Jason are very religious and refused to allow Jason to skip grade levels. They wanted him to be able to continue through school with his friends.

“LET’S GET THIS FUCKING PARTY STARTED!” Mike yelled boisterously as if trying to upstage the musik. The musik has a limit even though it is still august and everyone has yet to move in fully. Avoiding having the campus police called due to the noise would be a great idea.

Your arm almost weaves itself around Ariella’s lithe and tight waist. “They just arrived” You gesture past Mike, and Paphia smiles at them. Mike seemingly ignores it and starts obnoxiously swaying his hips as he struts towards Lilencia.

You mating with Ariella, is mostly Paphia’s idea. She is grateful of your warning her friends and her, about Mike and his potions. In addition, Ariella was already keenly interested in you even before Paphia’s account of what happened earlier. With smelling you first hand, it makes her even more randy as she shoves her tongue down your throat.

You set your drink down before pulling the beautiful, lithe, and svelte Ariella into your groin with your hands on her hips. She moans in your throat as her eyes roll a little, and eyelashes flutter. You are surprised she already had an orgasm. This luck charm must really be something.

Mike’s attention is easily swayed by Paphia with a batting of an eyelash here or a coy smile there. You have only just met but with your luck charm, she considers herself already knocked up by you. Though, naturally it will take a week or two for human’s magik to catch up with the truth.

What was once called Science has returned to being called Math, Magik, and Astrology. The old scientists that comprise science in general failed to adapt at all really; Let alone fast enough when the Fae reconnected with Terra.

Samael on the other hand is a swimmer like Lilencia. He merely walks into the room and she figuratively jumps on him.

Mike is appearing to get a little irate with Paphia as she keeps him out of her personal space. Therefore, he ‘accidentally’ dumps a special drink on her. Surprisingly though Paphia uses her Fae magik to eliminate all traces of his party-foul. Realizing his plan was about to go up in smoke he deftly pours a different concoction in the drink you have left unattended.

There is only one thing on Ariella’s mind and it has her completely soaked were it matters most. Therefore, you are already fucking Ariella against your single bunk bed. She is bent over and is having difficulty keeping the glamour up on her wings. Because, you are able to feel them against your masculine hairy chest, as you roughly ride her hard.

“Uh… oh… oh… yes… fuck… me… Anakin” Ariella pants to the harmonious rhythm you are making slamming into her slender hips. Pounding out her tight velvet Fae pussy. “Fuck… you… ba-!!!” You smother her lips with your own and a passionate kiss. She lazily reciprocates the kiss with equal passion and fervor. You want to avoid letting the others know about the whole baby thing.