Chapter 36

We still had most of second period left, but I couldn’t really be bothered to go to English. I had other things I could do in that time that would be far more interesting and productive. To that end, I had asked Miss Amber to borrow her office until the end of second period; I had a promise to my mother to keep.

As Miss Amber was on her way out the door, I asked her to put a request in to have Elsa and Elsie come to her office, much like Amara and I had initially been summoned. It only took a few minutes for my sister to arrive. Seeing Amara and I waiting for them instead of Miss Amber, their naughty minds immediately assumed I was hankering for some sweet sister pussy.

“Hey Thor, already got bored of sticking your super-dick into all your classmates and moved on to the teachers?” Elsie asked with a smirk.

“Not quite, he actually started with our Form teacher on the first day back,” Amara replied.

“You fucked Andrea! Really?” Elsa asked.

While she was my Form class teacher, the twins actually knew her better because they were bilingual. They could, and often did, join in the conversions between Miss Sif and Mom, while I struggled with anything beyond yes, no, and hello. For whatever reason, Lauren and I had just never picked up Icelandic, despite our mother’s best efforts.

“What did mom say about you having sex with her friend?” Elsie asked.

“Actually, that’s sort of why I wanted to talk to you.”

“About Mom and Miss Sif?” was Elsa’s questioning response.

“No. I wanted to talk to you about Ruby.”

The twins shared a look with each other.

“You want to bang Ruby, don’t you?” Elsa said, a naughty smile curving her lips.

“No. Well yes, but that’s n-”

“Can we watch?” Elsie asked excitedly, leaning forward.

They wanted to watch? That wasn’t what I was expecting.

“Wait,” I said, making sure I had heard her correctly.

“Are you saying you’re okay with me having sex with your best friend?”

“It’s because she’s our best friend that we’re okay with it!”

“Really?”

“Duh! Ruby’s been begging us to let her jump your bones for ages!” Elsie said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“We made her promise that she wouldn’t try to sleep with you until we had. Now that we have, she’s in the clear.” Elsa said.

This wasn’t the way I had been expecting things to go.

“Wait, so you’ve told Ruby that we’ve been-”

“No, dummy.” Was Elsa’s exasperated response.

“But she knew we wanted you to be our first. We told her after she told us about how she’s been fucking her dad.” She finished.

“Wait, you knew about that too?”

“Best friends, remember?” Elsie said with a cheeky wink.

“But yeah, Ruby will realize when we tell you she can ride you like a wild stallion that we’ve already had a ride,” Elsa said.

“Well that sounds fun, but it’s not what I wanted to talk to you about. Have you noticed Ruby behaving any differently recently?”

The twins shook their heads, their blonde hair swishing softly.

“So I dug around in Ruby’s mind a bit, and discovered that she’s a submissive; she just doesn’t know it yet.”

I could see them about to argue the point, so I cut them off.

“Yeah, I know. The confident, flirty, and outgoing attitude doesn’t look like it, but she’s definitely a Sub. That’s why she’s always trying to be the centre of attention, she’s trying to fill a void she doesn’t know she has inside herself. On that note, I’ve noticed that the two of you have gotten a bit more dominant with the other girls recently. Did you enjoy last night with Lauren and Emily?”

“Yeah, it was awesome! Lauren was great, and Emily’s an even bigger slut than we are!” Elsie exclaimed.

“Yeah, I don’t mind a little bit of rough sex, but Emily fricking loves it. She almost came just from being whipped!” Elsa added. If not for the twenty-four hour block I had applied for losing her challenge against Laura, I imagine Emily would have orgasmed herself into a sex-coma at the hands of my three sisters.

“I’m glad you had fun. Lauren was impressed by the two of you as well, just so you know. Anyways, I was thinking that since you two have a bit of a Dominant streak in you, and Ruby has this new Submissive side to her, that you might be a good match for each other. I could add her to the harem, and you could explore these new parts of yourselves with each other. What do you think?”

The twins looked at each other and immediately started speaking rapidly in Icelandic, which meant that I had about a snowball’s chance in hell of following their conversation. They kept talking for long enough that Amara slipped into my lap and we started passing the time by making out.

“What do you think they’re talking about?” I asked after we came up for air.

“Well, Elsa is all for it, but Elsie is worried that they might mess up somehow and end up hurting their friendship,” Amara stated confidently.

“Are you just guessing, or do you speak Icelandic?” I asked.

“I speak every language,” was her casual reply.

“Really?”

“What if you had been Italian, or Chinese, or German?” she asked.

She had a point, but before we could talk any further, the twins turned back to us.

“Okay, so we like the idea, but we’ll need Lauren, Mom, and both of you to help us,” Said Elsie.

“Yeah, we love the idea of having our own Sub, but we don’t want to lose Ruby as a friend by messing it up,” Elsa said.

“Don’t worry, Ruby is your best friend and a real Submissive. She just needs a little help to realise it. Mom, Lauren, myself, Amara, and even the other girls will help if you need it. But I think you two sluts will be just fine on your own.”

At this point, it was almost like a switch had been flipped in the room. As soon as it appeared that our business had concluded, my little sisters immediately started their own business. Elsa looked at me with a naughty smile and slowly began unbuttoning her blouse.

“You know, this office is giving me ideas. I think what you were really hoping for today was a naughty student to punish.” She said seductively.

“I promise I’ll be a good girl, Sir! I’ll do better, I promise,” Elise said, copying her sister.

“I’ll do anything, Sir! Please don’t tell my Mom,” Elsa said in a cute falsetto as she slipped her blouse all the way off.

Her boobs, impossibly large for a short, fourteen-year-old girl, were straining and pushing the limits of the bra she’d only just bought a few days ago.

Amara slipped out of my lap and moved behind Elsie, pulling my other sister’s blouse open as well. Meanwhile, Elsa had walked over and bent herself over the desk. She thrust her tight, round ass out, stretching the material of her skirt as she looked back over her shoulder at me.

“I need a good mark in your class Mr. James, there has to be some way we can work this out,” she moaned.

I couldn’t help but laugh at the cheesy porno-style line, before clearing my throat and playing along. After all, what kind of brother would I be if I didn’t humour my little sisters’ imaginations?

“There are no free passes in my class young lady. You’ll have to earn that A if you want it that badly,” I said, slapping her ass.

Elsa bit her lip and gasped in pleasure and anticipation as her small, round backside jiggled enticingly. I dropped my trousers and pulled my throbbing cock free. Elsa moaned as I flipped up her skirt and softly caressed her pale cheeks.

“Please, Sir!” She begged quietly.

I pulled her pale purple panties aside and pressed the swollen head against the entrance to her tiny teen pussy, which was already dripping wet with arousal. I couldn’t resist another cheesy line, and I leaned over her small form, squishing her into the desk beneath us.

“Class is in session,” I whispered into her ear before ramming my cock deep into her pussy, past her cervix, and into her womb, my balls slapping against her clit, and her cheeks clapping against my thighs.

Amara had her perfect DDs squeezed around my cock, stroking the length of my shaft while sucking on the head of cock. The twins, both naked and streaked with milk and cum, were nearby, snowballing my cum back and forth as they made out.

I had fucked Elsa to a screaming orgasm, and she was followed just a few seconds later by Elsie, who was at the mercy of Amara’s talented fingers. The twins swapped places, and I painted the walls of Elsie’s womb while Amara eagerly sought creampie I had left in Elsa.

Excited for her own turn, Amara pushed me into Miss Amber’s desk chair and rode me through three of her own rapid-fire orgasms. Meanwhile, Elsa and Elsie were sixty-nining on the floor where they had been standing, and brought their twin sister to another orgasm. Next, the twins each swallowed a full load of my cum as they gave me one of their incredible dual blowjobs, working me to two stomach-flooding orgasms, the last of which they were currently sharing the remnants of. Which brought us to now, as my balls clenched one more time to fill Amara’s mouth with cum while in the warm embrace of her tits.

Amara did her magical dry cleaning thing, and just as the bell for the first break rang, we all walked out of Miss Amber’s office looking exactly as we had when school started two hours earlier. Our first break was only fifteen minutes long, and I spent most of it coming down from the highs of my morning exertions. Our third period was one that Amara enjoyed, so I let her be and amused myself by seeing how aroused I could make other students get before they asked to be excused.

I slowly increased their level arousal until they had to ask to go to the bathroom, to either finish what I had started, or try to cool off some other way. Fourth period was P.E, and Amara enjoyed her first co-ed game of volleyball, which her team won handily, mainly thanks to her form-fitting athletic wear distracting the boys on the other team. Meanwhile, I gave Tara, the head cheerleader, a more personal and physical workout in the girls’ changing room.

Amara was in a jubilant mood as we headed for lunch, but was dragged off by the cheer team for practice before we made it to the canteen. Amara probably already knew the routines better than all the other girls, but the team needed to rehearse and get used to having an extra person in the mix. Still, even without Amara I wasn’t lacking in attractive female company.

“Hey, I missed you in English this morning,” an American-accented voice said.

“Oh hey, Maya,” I said as the cute Native American teen joined me at my usual table.

“I thought you might be sick or something,”

“No, healthier than ever. Amara and I just had to fill out some paperwork to extend her exchange program.”

“Ah, right. If it’s anything like the huge stack my Dad’s assistant filled out, I sympathize.”

The new girl was being surprisingly friendly. Then again, I was pretty much the only person she knew at the school so far. A quick scan of her mind let me see she was still a bit nervous, but saw me as a safe choice. Although she had felt slightly intimidated by Amara yesterday, the fact I had a super-hot girlfriend that only an idiot would cheat on made her trust me more. She thought it meant I wasn’t just trying to get into her pants.

That being said, I also saw that she wouldn’t exactly mind if Amara or I did find our way into her pants. While yesterday’s orgy was only remembered as a vague fantasy, it had some more significant and lasting effects. Under my influence, she had revised her stance on the validity and existence of bisexuality. She was still coming to terms with it, but it was progress.

Danny and Lucy joined us at the table, and did their best to involve the new girl in their conversation. I really did love her accent; it sounded mostly American, but with a bit of a twist to it. I assumed it was from her Native American heritage, but wherever it was from, I loved how it sounded.

The conversation moved on to the upcoming American Football game on Friday evening. It was only a friendly ‘tune-up’ game against a neighboring school, but every game was always a big event. Students, families of the players, and faculty always attended, as did many locals. I think at least half the crowd came for cheerleaders’ performances though, but maybe that’s just my horny ass imagining things.

“So I guess you’re pretty familiar with American Football being from the US and all?” Lucy asked.

“Yeah. I was actually a cheerleader for a year back home before we moved,” Maya replied.

“Really? You should join the team here, it would be a great way to make new friends,” I said.

Maya blushed, adding a rosy pink tinge to her cheeks.

“No, I ... I didn’t really enjoy it too much. I just joined because ... because it got me out of gym,” she stammered.

I didn’t need my mind-reading powers to tell she was lying. A brief look into her mind told me exactly what the lie was. There was a girl on the team she had been hot for. Unfortunately, they were already dating one of the football players, and were definitely not into girls. I filed that away for later, and returned my attention to my friends.

I excused myself a few minutes before the end of lunch to go to the toilet and, after finishing up, headed to my last class of the day. I spent my walk through the school thinking about which of my classmates I would occupy myself with. I liked science, but the allure of some tight teen pussy was just slightly more enticing than organic chemistry. As I imagined various girls bent over my desk while our teacher droned on, Amara’s arm slipped around my waist, and she fell in step beside me. She had changed into her cheer squad uniform for practice and decided to keep it on. With practice again after school, there wasn’t much point in changing for the sake of 1 hour.

“Hey, stud,” she said perkily as I wrapped my arm around her shoulders.

“Hey babe, how was practice?”

“Great! The girls are awesome. They wanted me to start teaching them some Belly Dancing that we could incorporate into a routine!” she said proudly.

“Belly dancing?” Was my mildly surprised reply.

“You do remember I’m a Sex Djinn, right? I am proficient in all arts and forms of seduction.”

Her phone vibrated, and her face lit up in a smile as she sent a quick reply.

“Right. Not that I don’t believe you, but I’m going to need to see proof, lots and lots of proof. Do you still have your original genie clothes?”

“Of course, but that will have to wait. Come with me, I have a surprise for you.”

Amara took my hand and led me through the school until we reached the library. Although still called a library, it was actually more of a study hall. Sure, it had shelves of books, but the majority of the space was taken up by computer stations or large open desks and tables. There were a few couches and more comfortable chairs to sit in while you read, and the back wall consisted of a number of small, private, study booths.

These booths was really more of a small room, or office cubicle. They each had a decent sized desk that could easily fit two laptops or a large spread of project papers. Unless someone stood right up against the half-wall partition and leaned into the booth, they wouldn’t be able to see what was on the table or the contents of your computer screen.

There was also a compact two-person loveseat against the opposite wall with a low, empty table before it. Although they were technically private study rooms, they were often used for tutoring, in which case sometimes it was better to use a sofa for a more ‘casual’ or ‘personable’ atmosphere. It was also well known as one of the school’s premier make-out spots.

I, for one, found it much easier to study in a comfortable, relaxed environment rather than sitting across a desk from someone while surrounded by other people and hearing snippets of multiple conversations.

It was to one of these booths Amara led me to. She pushed me down to sit in the center of the soft, cushioned sofa. Reaching into her handbag, she pulled out a stretchy black headband I had seen her wear a few times to hold back her hair. Turning back to me, she stretched it over my head so that it covered my eyes like a blindfold.

“Okay, this is a little different,” I said.

“Hush,” she told me quietly.

“Now close off your mind—no listening to any thoughts or anything else. Close yourself off from it all,” she instructed.

I was curious to see what she had in mind but my powers didn’t work on her, and even if they did she would absolutely notice any attempt I made.

“Good,” she said, after I signalled I was done.

“Now, just sit tight and wait.”

I had closed my mind completely, and it suddenly seemed very quiet. Sort of like when you get so used to something in the background, that you stop noticing it until it stops. I knew that I had gotten accustomed to sensing things going around me with my mind, and that much of it became a soft background clutter. I found the experience of shutting it all out to be quite refreshing, and I made a note to make this a regular part of my day.

All I was left with was a rustle of clothes, soft footsteps, and the smell of the somewhat stale air as Amara left. I was very curious as to what Amara had planned, it was sort of exciting not knowing what was coming next. I hoped Amara was using her discretionary powers to cover up whatever it was she had going on, as it might be a bit awkward if someone walked in to see me sitting there blindfolded. Especially considering what else she could have planned.

She returned after just a few minutes with a second set of footsteps just behind hers. I was intensely curious about who the second set of footsteps belonged to, and how Amara had convinced them to follow her. Given the circumstances, I was assuming it was a girl, but I had no idea who it could be. I’d also like to know how she would explain the fact I was sitting there blindfolded, and would have been very interested to hear the conversation that led to this point. I held my curiosity in check though, deciding to investigate later.

I heard a quick shifting of clothes. Then I felt two sets of hands undressing me until I was completely naked, except for the blindfold. I was feeling very exposed, but also very excited. I trusted Amara entirely, and this seemed like it could be quite promising. It was also kind of freeing to give up control like this. I wasn’t going to suddenly become a submissive or something, but I started to understand the mindset a bit. Maybe I’d let one of the more dominant girls in my harem, probably one of my sisters or mother, take the lead occasionally. It might be fun...

I really, really hoped that Amara was making sure no one was going to walk in. Cutting myself off from my powers meant I was unusually vulnerable. At the same time, I was experiencing an intense adrenaline rush from the situation my girlfriend had put me in.

I heard more movement, and then I felt a hand come to rest on each thigh, spreading my legs a bit. At the same time, a weight settled on the sofa beside me, quickly followed by a body leaning against me.

“Hmm, it’s exciting, isn’t it? Not knowing what’s about to happen...” Amara purred sensually.

“Yeaaaaaah” I groaned as the mystery girl licked from my balls right up the length of my cock, before wrapping her wet lips around the head.

“Oh fuck,” I moaned.

The mystery girl slid her lips down just past the glans, and started to suck. She bobbed her head in shallow, rhythmic motions over the top few inches of my dick. It was an interesting contrast to the normal deep-throat oral I had gotten used to.

She had full, soft lips that glided smoothly over the flared base of my cock’s helmet. She twisted her head slightly as she sucked while her tongue teased the tip of my cock.

Her hands, soft and delicate, stroked along my thighs. One hand wrapped around my cock, not quite big enough to fully close around my girth, while the other held my heavy, churning balls.

She gently rolled my sack in her hand while her fingernails lightly grazed my taint. It was a peculiar sensation and not an area I had explored much during sex. It was strangely pleasurable. I wondered again at the identity of this mystery girl, as she was surprisingly talented for someone our age, who wasn’t also part of a magic Sex Genie Harem. Her hand, unable to fully wrap around my cock, slid smoothly up my length. Her hand was soft and warm.