At last. Brandon looked up to the tall gates that towered over the gathered newly selected students. After a three days of travel, through cities and towns, over canyons and through valleys, they have finally arrived at the frost laced peak of Baron’s Mountain. An excited wave of chatter and ‘woahs’ rose from the fifty or so thirteen to fifteen year olds at the foot of the gate.
Brandon was dressed in a dark tunic with a coat over him to protect him from the elements. Standing at about 5’8, Brandon had grown much over the last summer. He was slightly taller than most of the others his age, and his body had grown so that he no longer had the small frame of a child’s body, but a broader frame that belonged to a developing boy. Brandon pushed his dirty blonde hair, that sat in a neat heap around his head, to the side and out of his dark blue eyes.
Behind the gates was Xael Academy, the one and only school for mage children in the entire lands. Only a handful of the most magically talented children out of a wide crop of potential students from the peasantry could be selected to attend Xael Academy, and Brandon had been the only one chosen from his entire province this year. Ever since he had been a child, his energy manipulation abilities was shown to be promising, and on his twelfth birthday, he had been told that everyone from his village would contribute some of their gold so that he could afford to travel to where the annual academy selections would take place next year. Brandon had been so excited that he made sure to train his abilities very hard so that he would perform well for the academy’s reviewing panel, it was one chance he was never going to get back, and he performed beautifully.
They would only take new students into the academy before they turned fifteen years of age, as they believed that anyone older would not be able to keep up with their peers in their two years left before they graduate at eighteen. After that if one wanted to still try to hone their magic, you’d have to prove your magical prowess to be sufficient enough to be able to enroll in Xael University, an institution for adults where fees were incredibly high.
“Stand back, students.” Elle said. She was a fully fledged sorceress and one of those that taught at the academy who accompanied the new students on their trip to Xael Academy. “The gates are going to open, I wouldn’t want any of you to be crushed before your first day even begins.”
Brandon followed the rest of the crowd in taking a step back as a great groan was heard, and the gates began to slowly open. He just couldn’t believe he was finally here. Brandon had read about the academy for so many years, studied every detail he could about Baron’s Mountain. There was a little town inside the gates, where a small population of people lived. On the town’s east side was Xael Academy, and on the north side Xael University. Those enrolled in both institutions could often be seen hanging around the town in their free time.
Finally, the gate stopped moving and Elle motioned for the students to follow her through, which everyone did with much excitement as the teaching wizards and sorceresses did their best to keep everyone walking in their groups. Running up right behind Elle, Brandon looked up to her as she looked to him with a smile.
“It’s great isn’t it?” Elle asked, as the group began to walk through the town. Some of the townspeople who happened to already be out shouted “welcome to the academy” greetings.
“It is.” Brandon beamed at her. “I’m so happy I actually got accepted, and that I could see you again.”
Elle beamed back at him and squeezed his cheeks. “My sweet little peanut. You’re gonna melt my heart.”
The two had known each other for a while. She hailed from the same village as Brandon, and was one of the few people to ever graduate from the academy early and be accepted to the university right after. When she was sixteen, during the short break she had after graduating, Elle came back to the village to meet with a four year old Brandon, who had already become the talk of their hometown at such s young age by exhibiting his powers of energy manipulation. They spent a month together, with Elle trying to teach him how to control his powers better before she left for the university, and she did come back every now and again after she graduated from the university, whenever she could while she worked as a instructor in the Academy.
“I’m glad you got to come to the academy.” Elle said. “I can assure you that it’s an amazing experience, one like no other. I wouldn’t trade my time at the academy for anything.”
The group continued through the town, and eventually they arrived at Xael Academy. Around the academy’s complex were thick and high ice walls that had the telltale glimmer of enchantments on it. Brandon thought that the walls were likely to keep students in after curfew. Another set of gates, this one smaller than the gates to the town but very likely also enchanted, opened to let the students in as Elle and the other academy instructors led them into a great hall where already three hundred students were gathered.
“Welcome, new students.” A voice boomed from the front, where a man in silver robes stood at a podium. It was Archmage Armand, head of the academy and university. “Please, join us. We begin every new week with a gathering in the hall. But of course, today is special. We have new students joining us, and we want to give all of you a warm welcome and an introduction to our school. Please, step forward to the front.”
Brandon and all the other new students listened carefully as they made their way through the crowd of older academy students to the front of the hall.
“Now first and most importantly, curfew is at 9pm. Students are not to be seen outside their dorms after that, you will be shown your new rooms with which you will share with one other student from your own year. The morning bell is at 6.30am and breakfast is until 8. Classes start at 9, you will get their own timetable that our reviewing panel have specifically tailor made for you individually based on your personal strengths and weaknesses.”
The Archmage droned on and on, and slowly Brandon began to lose interest. He scanned the crowd of newcomers with him; he had gotten to know some of them during their journey here, though not as well as he’d like to. Each of them came from different backgrounds and upbringings, and it was slightly difficult to relate to any of them at all, which was something Brandon knew the others felt too as he often found himself in awkward silences while trying to strike up conversation with them during the past three days.
For the most part, they were just like Brandon, wide eyed thirteen year olds who awed at everything around them. But there were some others who were fourteen and fifteen year olds, late additions to the academy. Only a handful of the boys and girls stood out from the crowd.
Firstly there was this girl, with pale skin and chocolate eyes, and her hair about shoulder length. She wore a sneer that showed her contempt for most of the others around her, and Brandon remembered her being mean to some of the others on the way here because apparently she was supposed to be better at magic than them, though she hasn’t spoken to Brandon yet. If he remembered correctly, her name was Kyra.
And then there was Jude, a boy with a crop of short light brown hair that didn’t fall past his green eyes. Of all the people Brandon had talked to on their way here, Jude had been the one Brandon felt the most comfortable with, mostly because they shared a similar background, with the both of them coming from villages in the West, though Brandon thought that Jude could be a little too uptight, not in a bad way though. Generally, Jude was smaller than Brandon, standing at 5’4.
Finally, there was Ashley. There couldn’t be a crowd in which Ashley didn’t stand out, the girl was gorgeous, standing just a little shorter than Brandon. She had beautiful locks of fair blond hair that fell down her shoulder and her hazel eyes were just beautiful. On their way to the academy, some of the older boys had already begun to try to talk to her, and she seemed to be rather friendly in return to most attempts at winning her affections. Brandon could already tell she would be the most popular girl in his year.
Finally after what seemed like forever, the Archmage dismissed the students from the hall, sending them back to their dorms while academy instructors accompanied newcomers to show them their new rooms and roommates. Brandon tried to stay close to Elle as they walked through academy corridors. The crowd of older students walked ahead of them and it seemed like they were talking about the new students, as several heads turned back to look at them every now and then.
“Here, follow me.” Elle said as they entered into the dormitory block. “There’s six floors in the dormitory block, one floor for each year. The older ones are at the top while you’ll be on the first floor.”
Brandon watched as students began to file into their own rooms. He had been excited about being accepted into the academy, but right now he suddenly felt anxious. This was a big change from how things were. Brandon had never been separated from his family before, or away from his village. This was the first time he had travelled anywhere at all.
“Hey,” Elle suddenly said as they stopped walking. She turned to Brandon and held his chin in her hands gently. “It’s gonna be okay. Trust me, I would know. You are a talented boy, with far more potential than I even had when I was your age, this is where you belong and don’t let anyone ever tell you otherwise.”
Elle smiled and ruffled Brandon’s dirty blonde hair.
“You’ll get used to things around here soon enough. Now go on, your room is just around this corner.”
Elle gave Brandon a little kiss on the top of his head, to which he groaned and she just giggled and winked at him. Leaving her, Brandon quickly made his way past the emptying corridors toward his room.
“Hey.” A voice called out as Brandon entered his designated dorm. It was Jude, with his bags already on the floor in the center of the room. “I guess we got assigned the same room.”
“That’s great.” Brandon smiled at Jude, who managed a smile back. “You want the top bunk or the bottom?”
“Which do you prefer?”
“Well I’ve always been top, so I’ll take the top bunk.”
“That’s cool with me.”
Both Jude and Brandon began to unpack, shifting their belongings to their respective bunks.
“So...” Jude began to say. “What were your abilities? I just realized that I never asked.”
“I’m an energy manipulator.” Brandon replied.
“Oh. That means you can summon energy for a variety of uses. That has got to be the best ability to have.”
“I guess. What about you?”
Jude seemed a little hesitant to answer but relented. “I’m an empath.”
Brandon stopped his unpacking as he turned to look at his new roommate. “Oh.”
People didn’t trust empaths. There was a stigma associated with being born an empath because of the fact that they could feel anything anyone felt if they wanted to. Jude obviously was well aware of this stigma, as he let his eyes fall to the floor, red faced and clearly embarrassed.
“Hey, that’s pretty cool.” Brandon chuckled and nudged him. “If we’re gonna be friends, being an empath would really help you keep me honest.”
Jude smiled and finally looked back up to Brandon. “I guess. But really, you don’t have to worry about me intruding or anything. Ever since I was a baby, the village elder made me wear this ring.”
Holding a hand up in the air, Jude showed Brandon the blue ring on his index finger.
“It helps to control and inhibit my powers, so I don’t go too crazy.”
“Oh, I wasn’t worried at all.” Brandon frowned. “But isn’t it wrong to inhibit your powers like that? Where I come from, the elders taught me that freedom of expression is integral with learning to master your abilities. You’ve had that ring on since you were a baby, that means you never lived with your powers uninhibited.”
Jude simply shrugged at that as he put his bag away and flopped down on the bottom bunk. “I guess people just don’t trust empaths enough.”
Brandon put his bag away too and climbed up to the top bunk.
“I trust you.”
The two sat in silence for a while.
“Thanks Brandon.”
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Sitting in the dining hall, Brandon scanned the crowd. Classes had begun, and after his first two weeks at Xael Academy, the boys had to admit that it wasn’t really everything he’d expected. And it wasn’t anything about the classes or the way things worked, it was the other students here. There were a small minority of students that valued magical prowess over anything, and they treated anyone that they thought weren’t good enough lowly.
The ringleader of this pack of bullies in their year was unsurprisingly Kyra. She made a big name for herself by bullying the other students, and even challenging some of the older students, and she had already begun to get in trouble with some of the academy’s faculty. It was easy for her to escape punishment most of the time, however, as she was a favorite of most of the instructors. Even though Brandon didn’t like her, he had to admit that her magical ability as a telekinetic was unmatched, and she showed much talent.
Her right hand man and attack dog was Jax, a lumbering and huge student who was somehow in their same year. Standing at 6 ft even, Jax was burly and thick, towering over most of the other students. To top that of, Jax was also a fire mage, meaning that he had control over fire.
“Hey, you okay?” Jude asked as he sat himself down next to Brandon, munching on a sandwich.
“Yeah.” Brandon replied as he eyed Kyra and Jax entering the dining hall, a mischievous smirk on their faces. “I was just thinking about something, but forget that. Did you do your Magical History homework?”
“Yep.” Jude replied. “Did it right after I finished Classical Literature.”
“Wait we had homework for that?” Brandon frowned as Jude began to chuckle. “Crap, I totally forgot.”
“Well, you’re gonna have a lot of explaining to do before the day ends.”
Brandon smiled, but his attention was refocused on the two snickering students across the dining hall. Kyra and Jax were speaking to some of the older students who were known to be just as bad as them or even worse. These group of powerful mages that frowned down and prayed on fellow students that were weaker was known amongst the students as the Iron Hand.
“You know, you don’t have to keep telling me nothing’s bothering you.” Jude said after several seconds, snapping Brandon out of his thoughts. “I am an empath after all, remember? I can tell that something’s been bothering you these past couple of days.”
“Heh, well I guess you’re right.” Brandon finally said and gestured at Kyra and Jax, who had begun to walk away from the rest of the Iron Hand. “It’s just them, honestly. I just can’t stand the way they treat our classmates. It’s terrible.”
“Oh.” Jude shrugged. “Those two... I’ve been bothered about that for a while too, and I guess they kinda picked up on that because Jax has started targeting me too.”
Turning to his friend, Brandon narrowed his eyes in concern. “What do you mean?”
But Jude simply waved it off, shaking his head. “Just the usual, you know. Stupid things like trying to push me around, calling me names and stuff. It doesn’t bother me really.”
“Hey, I might not be an empath, but you’re my friend, Jude. I know you, these things bother you.”
Brandon put a hand on his friend’s shoulder but Jude continued shaking his head.
“They’re just childish, that’s all. I don’t really care.”
Just then, Brandon saw from the corner of his eyes two students approaching.
“Well, well.” Kyra snickered. “If it isn’t Jude.” She glanced at Brandon. “I never knew you had friends. I would’ve thought being an empath would make it difficult for you to find friends.”
“And you know why?” Jax smirked from behind Kyra. “Because all empaths are snakes.”
Brandon looked back to Jude and saw his friend silent and looking slightly distraught.
“And look at those shorts he wears.” Jax continued. “So short it shows all of your skinny thighs. I could probably pass you off as a girl, you little bitch. Hey, trust me man,” Jax said, nudging Brandon. “It’s best not to associate with girly boys like him. Pale skin and skinny legs? He’s prettier than my sister. Ha!”
Brandon had enough. Standing up abruptly, he turned to both Jax and Kyra.
“The two of you better stop it.” Brandon said, slightly surprising Jax though Kyra only smirked at this. “Jude is my friend, and you better leave him alone.”
“Or else?” Kyra countered quickly. She studied Brandon’s face for several seconds. “You don’t know what you’re getting into, Brandon. Don’t make enemies with us, a talented energy manipulator like you would be wasting your time with a useless empath.”
“Just leave us alone.” Brandon warned.
“Again, or else what?” Kyra smirked and stepped back. “Jax, you know what to do.”
Jax stepped forward, grinning wickedly as he cracked his knuckles. “You’re gonna regret talking to us like that, Brandon.”
Brandon watched as Jax raised a hand, and with a snap of his fingers a small flame appeared at his palm. It was a masterful summoning of fire from a new student of the academy, and Brandon could see why nobody wanted to fight back against Kyra and Jax.
But Brandon was not intimidated. With a flick of his hand, Jax sent the ball of fire barreling through the air at Brandon, and all the students in the dining hall gasped collectively at the attack. But Brandon neutralized the attack easily, manipulating the flames to dissipate into the air. Jax seemed surprised at first, but only grew angrier as he summoned a whole volley of fire at Brandon, who managed to defend himself in the same way once more, though it proved more challenging.
Jax was beginning to tire in his attacks after several seconds, and the moment Brandon saw an opening he countered with his own blast, sending a ball of blue energy at Jax’s chest.
“Ugh!”
There was a loud thump as the blast struck Jax in the chest, and he fell flat on his back. For several seconds he did not move, and Brandon worried that something was wrong. But finally, Jax began to stir, though he could only look up to Brandon with hatred in his eyes as he laid crumpled on the floor.
“Excuse me!” A voice suddenly rang out in the dining hall as academy faculty rushed in. “What is going on here?”
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Elle was first made aware that something was wrong when she noticed students rushing to the dining hall, whispering amongst one another excitedly. By the time she decided to investigate, the dining hall was in a state of chaos, with instructors trying to keep students in line and a first year boy laying hurt on the ground.
Now, Elle was standing beside the Archmage’s desk, watching as the two boys standing across the desk from the Archmage explained their respective stories.
“I was just defending my friend.” Brandon said, rubbing his olive skinned cheeks. “Jax and Kyra came to us and began to bother Jude, so I told them off. That’s when Jax attacked me first, and I fought back.”
The Archmage nodded slowly, then turned to Jax.
“And you, boy. What do you have to say for yourself?”
Elle already knew that Jax was a troublemaker. According to Brandon, both Jax and Kyra were picking on other students together, but while Kyra was intelligent enough to be able to hide it, Jax didn’t have the capabilities to make up a convincing enough story or hide what he did. As Jax remained silent and shook his head, Elle thought that he really was just a big brute.
On the other hand, Elle was proud of Brandon. Looking at him now, she had known him when he was just four years old, and seeing how much he’s grown as a person and with his abilities made her proud. She remembered when he was just beginning to create energy sparkles with his hands, and now he was deftly defending himself and his friends from a bigger bully who happened to also be a talented and dangerous fire mage.
“Well,” The Archmage began to say after some silence. “I think it’s very obvious who is in the wrong here.” He paused and looked to Brandon. “But at the same time, I think we’ll have to work on dealing out an appropriate response when in a school setting, won’t we?”
Brandon seemed thoughtful about this as he let his face drop.
“Sending a blast that powerful at a fellow student, and especially aiming it at his chest, could point out that you had fired back with intentions that were malicious. You were right to defend your friend and yourself, but I think another response would have been more appropriate on your part.”
“He is still young, Archmage.” Elle spoke up. “Brandon couldn’t have possibly controlled his powers in the heat of a battle with all that adrenaline.”
“Perhaps,” The Archmage said. “But that blow that Brandon dealt was very serious. Had he been unlucky, the blast could have struck Jax right over his heart and possibly killed him. We will be lenient, but he will still have to be punished to remind him that we teach him magic not for such applications.” He turned to Jax. “The same goes for you. You are lucky you were injured today. If the nurse didn’t need you to stay in the hospital wing for several days, your punishment would have been more severe for assaulting a fellow student with magic. But for now, all you shall get detention for the rest of the academy’s semester. And to think the year has only started. Now leave me, all of you.”
Elle watched as Jax stormed off. She gently took Brandon’s shoulders in her hand.
“You get to decide how he will be punished.” The Archmage said to her as they were leaving. “I trust that you will not be fair in your treatment of students, even if one of them hails from your hometown. Take him into your office and be done with it.”
Nodding, Elle led Brandon out of the Archmage’s office and down several stairways. “Come with me Brandon. My office is just over there.”
Brandon only nodded without saying any words, and Elle knew surely that he was pondering why he had to be punished for doing the right thing. Ever since he was a boy, Brandon had always wanted to do the right things in life, even when the adults told him that he was being foolish.
Elle remained silent, trying to put up a stern demeanor on the walk to her office. But when they finally arrived at her office, and the doors were closed behind Brandon, she sat herself down on her desk and smiled at a bewildered looking Brandon.
“Why so serious Brandon?” Elle smirked, and Brandon seemed confused. “What? You thought that I was actually gonna punish you?”
“B-But...” Brandon began to say. “The Archmage... He said to...”
Elle waved his words away.
“The Archmage has to appear fair in his judgement of students, even if it’s clear who was right and who was wrong. In this case, you were only defending yourself. That’s a basic human instinct, I cannot possibly punish my sweet little peanut for that.”
She giggled and reached out to pinch his cheeks. Brandon still seemed uncomfortable, however.
“You can’t do that,” He began to say. “This isn’t right. I broke the rules, I should be punished.”
Standing up, Elle turned away from Brandon and began rummaging through the shelf behind her desk, where she kept her personal items.
“You never change, do you Brandon?”
As she searched her shelves, Elle made sure to give Brandon an eyeful of her perfect ass, bending forward and tiptoeing up to give him different angles of how her ass looked in her tight skirt. Elle had what most would say was a perfect body. Her tits were big, but not too huge, always pushing against the fabric of her revealing robes, which hugged her hourglass figure tightly. Her skirt was also a size too small, which showed off her perfect ass.
Elle had begun to develop a penchant for dressing like this during her years at the academy, when every male student would lust after her, and just carried this habit on to her time in the university, and now as a instructor at the academy. She knew she would get lost of stares from the young students, but Elle didn’t mind that. She sort of liked the attention anyways.
But things had begun to get interesting when Brandon finally arrived at the academy. Over the last year, he had hit puberty and was now no longer a child. He was taller now, about the same height as Elle, and his chests were broader, though still resembling a kid. And the best part was that Brandon had now begun to notice the opposite sex, and more than a few times, she had caught Brandon staring at her ass when she turned, or at her tits when she leaned forward to help him in his class work. Several times, when Elle gave him a hug, she could feel the distinct feeling of a hard cock in his pants pressing against her thigh.
“Ah, I’ve found it.” Elle finally said.
Grabbing the dark bottle, Elle held it up for Brandon to see.
“A bottle of Golden Springwater, aged for hundreds of years by the elders. They gave me this as a gift when I graduated Xael University.”
Golden Springwater was a delicacy in the West. However, it was an alcoholic beverage, and Elle was sure Brandon had never tried one before. She popped the bottle open and brought out to glasses.
“I think it’s time for a celebration.” Elle winked at Brandon.
“What are we celebrating?” Brandon frowned as Elle poured two drinks for them.
“You.” Elle said as she grabbed one of the glasses and motioned for Brandon to grab the other one. “Today you’ve exhibited behavior to be proud of, not to be punished for. Drink.”
Hesitantly, Brandon grabbed the glass. Elle smiled and took the lead, sipping the drink slowly. Golden Springwater was a strong alcoholic drink, and it showed on Brandon’s face as he gulped down mouthfuls of the drink.
“No, not like that!” Elle laughed as she watched Brandon struggle with the drink. “You’re supposed to sip it, not chug it.”
“Oh.” Smiled sheepishly, his face already sporting a healthy blush from the alcohol in the drink.
The two talked and laughed as they drank, catching up with one another. It had been a while since they had the chance to really talk about what’s happened to them and how they were feeling. After some time had passed, Elle began to feel woozy, and realized that she was drunk. And to her dismay, the alcohol had also lowered her inhibitions, and her eyes began to roam.
Brandon had really grown much since the last time Elle had seen him. He no longer had the body of a child, but that of a growing young man. Though he was still quite skinny, there was already some layers of muscle that had begun developing on his chest and arms, and his fair olive skinned face had grown from the face of a cute child to that of a handsome young teenager.
“Stand up.” Elle suddenly said, leaning back into her chair. “And come over here.”
Getting up on wobbly legs, Brandon staggered around the desk so that he stood right in front of her. He was drunk, surely, far more than she was. Brandon looked down at her with a half hearted drunken smile, and Elle bit her lip. She couldn’t resist it, not right now.
“You know Brandon,” Elle said as she slowly stood up, putting her hands around his shoulder in a hug. “You’ve become such a fine young man. You always knew what was right and wrong, and would never hesitate to stand up to bullies.”
Letting her hand slid down to his chest, Elle let out a soft sigh as she felt his young body. “And you were so brave today, standing up to such a big, strong fire mage and defeating him to protect your friend.”
She watched as Brandon struggled to answer, standing there awkwardly with his eyes down to the floor, trying to avoid staring at her beautiful body.
“Thanks.” He managed to say.
Leaning in close, Elle let her face linger just centimeters away from Brandon’s so that her every breath blew softly on his lips as she pressed her body to his. He grunted as she began to rub her leg against his crotch.
“I’ve always known that I loved you, ever since the day I met you.” Elle whispered, her eyes locking with his. “And now you’ve grown into a very handsome boy.”
Rubbing her legs against the young adolescent’s crotch faster, she could hear Brandon’s breathing quicken as he began to rock his body in the same rhythm as her.
“I’ll make you feel really good, Brandon.”
Grabbing a fistful of Brandon’s dirty blonde hair, Elle pulled his head toward her as she pressed her lips against Brandon, pushing her tongue forcefully through his lips to explore his mouth as they kissed. She moaned softly as she felt her tongue touch his, and she grabbed the boy tightly as she hungrily made out with him. She could tell he was enjoying himself, experiencing these euphoric new sensations for the first time with someone as experienced as her. Letting her lips slowly drop down to his neck, she began to kiss and suck on his smooth, thin neck as he began to moan in pleasure.
Gasping for breath, Elle pulled away after a few minutes. They were both breathing hard now, and Elle was lost in her drunken passion for the young boy, unable to resist any longer. She pushed him down into her chair and got on her knees so that his crotch was right in front of her face. Already, he was hard as a rock, his bulge pressing against his pants uncomfortably.
Smiling seductively at a stupefied Brandon, who couldn’t believe what was happening in his drunken state, Elle zipped open his pants and pulled it down, allowing his hard cock to spring out. It was only maybe five or five and a half inches, thin and with only a fuzz of hair at its base. Elle decided that it wasn’t so bad, though normally she would prefer bigger cocks.
“Oh yes...” Elle purred as she slid her hands up and down his thighs, coming close to but not yet touching his hard pubescent cock.
Brandon wasn’t speaking. He was too confused, too drunk to understand what was happening or say anything. All he knew was that he felt good and he wanted more.
Pouting her lips, with her eyes never leaving Brandon’s, Elle let her face descend so that her lips engulfed the tip of Brandon’s hard cock, gently massaging it with her soft lips. Brandon let out a soft whimper as Elle began to flick at the underside of his tip with her tongue, his hips beginning to spasm with pleasure, and she began to swirl her tongue around the entire tip.
Finally done teasing him with her lewd tongue, Elle slowly allowed the rest of the cock to enter her mouth, sliding downwards so that her lips were pressed firmly against the base of Brandon’s cock. His cock was not big, but it was just barely big enough so that it touched the back of Elle’s throat, and she decided she had to make do with that. Bobbing up and down, she let her lips caress every inch of Brandon’s young shaft as she gave him his first blowjob, sometimes stopping at the tip to massage his tip with her tongue, which always caused him to moan in pleasure.
By now, Brandon was bucking his hips wildly, thrashing on her chair. Elle had pushed him to the edge several times, before slowing things down so he wouldn’t cum right away. Finally, Elle pushed down all the way back to the base of his cock and held her mouth there for several seconds, swirling her tongue around the entire length of his cock as she felt the tip poke the back of her throat. Brandon grunted again, and Elle knew that he was right at the edge of cumming once more, but once again, she pulled away.
“Not yet.” Elle smiled at Brandon, who was lost in a daze of euphoric ecstasy. “You’re not done yet.”
Stripping of her clothes, Elle bared her naked body for Brandon to see. She knew that she was a young, sexy woman, irresistible to men. And as Elle looked at the young boy in front of her, whose eyes glowed with a childish lustfulness, she knew that Brandon would be hers.
Pulling off Brandon’s shirt, Elle swung her legs around his so that she straddled him on the chair. Grabbing the base of his shaft, she aimed his hard teenage cock at the opening of her dripping wet pussy lips, and then impaled herself on his five inch cock.
“Elle!” Brandon gasped as he grabbed her waist with both hands, hanging onto her tightly. These were new sensations that Brandon was experiencing, and surely it had to be a little overwhelming.
Beginning to rock up and down, Elle began to ride the young boy hard as his cock drove itself in and out of her pussy. While the young virgin boy had begun to cry out in pleasure, Elle had also found herself clutching on to Brandon tightly, her fingernails digging into his naked back. While his cock was not so big, he was young and virile. The rigidity of his hard cock alone made the experience so much more pleasurable to the experienced woman.
“Oh, Elle, I can’t hold on anymore!” Brandon managed to say through moans of pleasure. “I’m going to cum, I can’t hold it back!”
But Elle couldn’t hear him. She too was close to her own climax, a rather rare occurrence when she had sex with other men, and Elle was determined to actually finish this time.
Her hips now a blur of motion as she went up and down on Brandon’s cock, she could feel the young boy yell out in pleasure as his seed exploded inside her, shooting rope after rope of cum into her pussy. But Elle did not stop, or even slow down, as she began to feel her own climax building up.
“Elle!” Brandon gasped as he began to squirm and grab at her body, trying to push her off his cock. His orgasm had died down by now, and his cock had surely become extremely sensitive in these few minutes after climax. Surely, Elle riding him at a furious speed right now was a torturously pleasurable experience.
“I’m cumming...” She managed to whisper under hear panting breaths. “I’m cumming... Brandon!”
She hugged his neck tightly as she began screaming, and soon an intense wave of pleasure rocked her body, causing her slim, naked body to quiver with ecstasy as she remained unmoving for several seconds on top of Brandon.
Elle had actually came.
