After Class

The rest of the class passes without incident, amazingly enough. Professor Aspecta resumes with a Elemental Physics lecture, explaining the interplay of several Elements but with ties to Void sprinkled in and how it could feed off of and disrupt them as well. The second lab section is you trying to sense Void energies again but, instead of drawing it in, you simply try to keep track of it and describe the sensations as best as possible. It is almost meditative in its function and again, you are shocked at how much time passes when Aspecta shakes your shoulder to inform you that your time together has ended for the day.

"For next week," she says, "I'd like you to keep practicing simply feeling the elemental energy you can draw on. We'll try actualizing it again next week... hopefully in a more controlled manner. I'll be interested to see how quickly you can pick up that... control."

You remember her earlier words at the end of the first half and cannot help but wonder if there is a double meaning to her last statement. The thought stays with you as you make your way back to Wyvern House and, as a result, you almost miss the sound of a moan coming from around the darkened corner near the entrance.

Almost.

At first you pause, tilting your head to the side and straining your ear to confirm what you just heard. That confirmation comes quickly as the groaning exclamation repeats itself and you walk towards the corner to peek around it. Your eyes widen as you stay in the shadows and see Amelia there with four other guys.

The four are dressed in the uniforms of first year students, similar to yours but in a slightly brighter color and lacking the pin that indicates that they belong to any house. One of them is slumped against the wall, a glazed look on his face as his limp cock hangs out and drips white drops of sperm that alternatively splatters on the ground in front of him and dribbles along the inner thigh of his pants.

One of the other three must have been the source of the noise you heard as one of them has his hands over his mouth, trying to muffle the sound as the other two have their lips pressed closed tightly. All three of them have their pants unzipped and their members sticking out as well.

Amelia, dressed in her uniform skirt and a sports bra with the shirt and jacket folded neatly next to a nearby bush, is the cause of their distress. She faces the three of them as they are lined up against the wall as well, her left hand furiously jacking off the shaft of the left most guy, her right hand rubbing its thumb over the crown of the guy in the center, and her other hand fondling the balls of the one on the right.

... Wait. Left hand. Right hand. Other hand?

You blink a few times and see that, yes, Amelia currently has three hands as well as three arms. The third one sticking out just bellow her right arm to assist in her triple hand job. "C'mon now," she stage whispers in a seductive growl, "Are you three going to be as quick a shot as your little leader? He couldn't even make it to round two and if you're all moaning like this already, neither will any of you."

It is almost hypnotic, both due to the absurdity of three sets of Amelia's hands and fingers dancing along her victims rods and the aggressive energy she gives off. The predatory smirk on her face almost makes your heart skip a beat and you briefly wonder if this is how she would have treated you had you not flipped your positions during your first time.

The guy on the left looks like he is about to say something in reply but that proves to be a mistake as it causes Amelia to double the intensity of her strokes and all he can manage is a strained, "C-Cumming..."

He shudders powerfully and his seed shoots out of his dick, Amelia side-stepping as the thick fluid arcs out to splatter on the grass and he slumps down to join the fourth guy in a stunned daze. With her newly freed hand, she brings it around to join the one on the cock of the guy in the middle (the one with his hands over his mouth) and begins jacking him off with both of them, causing his spine to stiffen as another muffled scream escapes his lips. "One down, two to gooo-oooo," she taunts, leaning her face closer to the one on the right, "You've still got another thirty seconds to go if you even want to feel my mouth, let alone another minute for my pussy. I thought YOU said I'd better be prepared for the gang-banging of my life! I'm not even going to need mouthwash afterwards at this rate!"

She seems to notice something about the rightmost boy's body language and she shifts her thumb and forefinger to lightly squeeze his cock head and rub the two digits back and forth. That causes his own mouth to drop open and he lets out a breathless whine as his eyes roll back and when she lets go of his manhood, it too spills its load onto the ground where he soon joins it in mind-blown defeat.

Now with all three hands resting on the last boy's cock, she momentarily stops her stroking as she looks deeply into his eyes with her own and purrs, "It's pretty obvious you're only doing this because your friends pushed you into it. You want to meet a girl the right way, don't you?"

The young man nods rapidly and whimpers. His eyes wide and shimmering even as his hands remain over his mouth, his hips quivering as his body rebels at the sudden lack of further stimulation. "In that case," Amelia says, a warmer smile you are more familiar with coming to her face, "since your friends were so mean, I'll be a little nice and finish you off with 'round two'... but only if you promise me to treat women better in the future and only go after ones that are interested in you. And maybe not let these stupid friends of yours push you around anymore. What do you say?"

The young man's arms drop to his sides in surrender, his head lowered as he nods and gasps, "I... promise."

The predatory spark returns to Amelia's eyes as she growls, "You promise... what?"

"I promise to be nicer to women and not let my stupid friends push me around!"

Amelia giggles as she uses her two normal hands to press the young man's arms pressed against the wall as she drops to her knees. "Good," she all but whispers as she uses her third hand to grip his member and licks the head once before taking it into her mouth.

You watch as her head bobs up and down hard, not wasting any time with preamble as she can seemingly deep throat him right away. Her victim seems to be the one with his breath taken away, however, as his mouth hangs open in a silent O and not even twenty seconds later Amelia pulls her head back so only the head is in her mouth and the young man's entire body shakes as he fires off his load into her maw. She holds there, not letting a drop escape but you notice she is not swallowing it and then he, like the others slumps as he is spent.

Amelia lets him go as she turns her head towards the one she dubbed the leader of this group, purses her lips and, with **** and accuracy you have to admit is impressive, spits out the wad of cum so that it lands in his hair, causing him to weakly sputter. She stands up, spitting out the rest onto the ground before muttering, "Revertress."

The third arm sinks back into her body and she goes to pick up her shirt and jacket, putting them back on as she says, "So I was wrong about the mouthwash but I hope this teaches you to not treat women lightly. Oh and don't rest here too long, security will be along to make sure people aren't sneaking around to peep in the windows in about..."

She checks her watch and gives them a very malevolent smirk. "Five minutes or so. Toodles!"

With that, she starts to walk towards the front of the building but then stops, her eyes widening as you step into view. "Oh! Hey Stud," she gasps in surprise, "I didn't see you there!"

"Obviously," you reply, your voice flat as an... emotion burns in your gut.

Noticing the odd tone in your voice, Amelia looks at you in concern and asks, "So how much of that did you see?"

"A fair bit. You enjoy yourself?"

Amelia shrugs, though her concerned look does not fully fade. "Sometimes the first years get a little cocky and think they're all going to be sex machines who land a hot senior to bone. Those four were being really annoying to the girls passing by so I decided to give them a bit of the old 'be careful what you wish for'."

"I see," you say, that emotion in your gut burning stronger.

"... Okay, what's wrong? You're acting weird," Amelia says as she tilts her head to the side as she looks at you.

Her eyes suddenly widen and she gasps, "Oh my god! Are you... Are you JEALOUS?!"