Backdoor Bungle

Aaralon slipped two fingers into her dripping cunt and then pulled them up to her ass. He was surprised as her asshole seemed to open for his fingers and he slid first one then the other inside. The muscles sucked at his digits and he moaned in anticipation as he took his dick in hand and placed the head in position.

"Tell me you want me to fuck your ass and I will." Aaralon said carelessly.

"FUCK MY ASS! YES I WANT YOU TO FUCK MY ASS HARD!" She screamed lunging back toward him and successfully popping his dick head into her ass.

Aaralon felt a tingle run through his dick. It wasn't unpleasant so he proceeded to slowly fuck this beautiful ass in front of him. Soon he felt his balls begin to tighten and he increased his pace. This wonder of a professor was sobbing and moaning and crying out curses like a damned banshee. He began to worry that someone else might hear them. So, he straddled her hips and leaned over her sticking fingers in her mouth to suck. With the other hand he held her hips firm as his length slid easily in and out of her ass. Those muscles were milking him strongly and Mykron's Teeth it felt fantastic!

"FASTER!!" she yelled around his fingers and Aaralon obliged. He felt the cum rising as she threw her head back and howled through her orgasm. Aaralon joined her at the octave as the tingle he felt earlier grew and he came harder than he had in his lifetime.

Lywena sagged to her elbows as Aaralon pulled out of her ass. She turned and sat cross-legged grinning like the cat who'd swallowed the canary.

"Not bad young one but there is always more to be learned. As your new Professor, Aaralon... yes, I know who you are... I have just given you your first important lesson."

Aaralon looked puzzled for a moment then the tingling in his dick increased accompanied by the faint smell of sex and burning hair. Those curses he thought she had been screaming were a chant, a chant he vaguely remembered from all of his reading, and what she was saying now. He shot a glance at the spell book on the table and a nervous sweat broke out on his forehead. He snapped his head down and looked at his dick.

Or should he say DICKS! Sure enough he had two. A second seemed to have sprouted just below the base of the first. It was thicker and about two inches longer than the first.

"WHY?" Aaralon cried grabbing the new organ in his hand. Then he stifled a moan as it grew hard. Attached to it were two more testicles that hung in front of the first and all were ten times more sensitive than his own had been alone.

"You are not far enough along in your magic training to be playing around with anything in that book." She grinned again. "I was sent up to dole out your punishment... oh and they noticed the book was missing within the hour of you taking it. I heard you with the Tar'oth Imp and decided that I should show you a little of what could have happened. These are some dangerous magicks. You never know what kind of mood a demon will be in."

Aaralon's face grew red with embarrassment and his temper began to flare. He couldn't believe the audacity of this witch to do this to him.

Lywena stood and pulled her robe back into place. She headed for the door and turned back to make one last comment.

"The spell has a counter, but you will only be released from it when it has been deemed you have learned your place." She laughed and picked up the spell book from the table.

Aaralon was so angry he had begun to shake.