Party

Catherine follows Madison into the party. She struts over to the bar and is impressed by wide selection of expensive liquor.

She orders a glass of Petrus and is surprised by the wine glass in front her. She swirls it and takes a sip. It is authentic and spectacular.

“So what else is here, Madison?”

“This, and there are classrooms somewhere. I haven’t been too adventurous.”

Catherine spots a tall, dark, tan, taut man.

“Speaking of adventurous. I think I’m going to get fucked.”

Madison gives her a quizzical expression, as she strolls toward the man. She flips her hair as she gets close.

“Hi, I’m Catherine.”

“Sebastian.”

“So nice to meet you. Can you show me around?”

He gives a laugh, then offers up his arm. Catherine takes it. They stroll out of the party.

“The schools magic allows you to focus on where you want to go and it will get you there. The walls and ground shift to shorten your path.”

“If it takes you where you want to go, why aren’t we in your room yet?”

He laughs again. “I believe this is my room.”

Catherine takes his hand and pulls him inside. She slips out of her top, showing off her luscious, round, perky breasts.

“You like?”

He licks his lips. “Of course. They are most impressive.”

He grabs her by the ass and pulls her into a kiss. He removes his shirt, showing off a shaved chest and impressive abs.

Catherine traces circles on his chest as he undoes her pants. She slides out of her underwear and on to his bed. She poses sexily as he sheds his pants.

She gives a little grin at his pole. It’s a nice size.

He doesn’t waste any time. He dives into her and she squeals in delight.

He plunges in deep and nearly pulls out, using his good length to full advantage.

Catherine climaxes as he pulls out and blasts her stomach with his seed.

A disembodied voice booms.

Time for class, Sebastian.

“Sorry, lass, I’ve got to go.”

He throws on pants and a shirt before she even has a chance to speak. With him gone, she dresses slowly. She exits five minutes later.

As she turns the corner she sees an older woman. Her body is amazing, thin and busty, despite being middle aged. She is dressed meticulously in finery, with beautiful, expensive jewelry.

“Hello dear. You look perfect.”

“Thank you. You do as well.”

“You know, dear, everyone should want to look like you. Girls should give anything to be like you.”

Catherine smiles. “No kidding.” Her voice drips sarcasm.

“I’m Professor Nyve, I can make that happen. You’ll always have an entourage. You’ll be desired by all. Learning magic from me can make it happen.”

“Everyone already wants to be me, Prof. Still what have I got to lose.”

“Very well. So you’ll join my class?”

“Why not.”