Mystic Academy Ch 7

Megan sat carefully on the table, turning to face Zalena a arms length away as she held the towel wrapped around her. After their introductions with Mistress Naimah, the two had been led to another room where they undressed and shared a shower.

Megan felt a little self conscious in the shower, Zalena not being subtle with her appreciative gazes Megan's way. Megan had to admit Zalena obviously looked after herself, the older woman's curves looking tempting as she washed. She felt a shiver of excitement as Zalena stepped closer in the steam, a feeling of heat washing over her that had nothing to do with the shower, and slight disappointment when Zalena eased back again.

The room they were in now was a comfortable temperature with red drapes covering the walls. The soft lighting lent a surreal atmosphere, the hint of incense making her even more relaxed. The tables they sat on were slightly wider with a soft towel over them, Megan gently caressing the soft material as they waited.

In the background soothing music played, making Megan glance at the draped walls as if expecting the drapes to fall revealing a small orchestra to be hidden watching. The steady rhythm was calm, but she could feel a sense of energy coming as the tempo slowly gained power.

"Do try and relax dear," Zalena said as she unwrapped her towel and rolled to her belly, propping herself on her elbows. Megan noticed Zalena positioned herself so she was able to cup her breasts, her thumbs gently brushing over her nipples.

"Sorry," Megan said with a light laugh, "I guess I don't really relax well. I'm told I am sort of high strung I suppose."

"I suppose you are," Zalena said smiling, "Luckily I have never met anyone who stays stressed under the attention of Naimah's students."

Zalena shifted on the table as she looked at the door, tapping on the leg of the table she rested on.

The door opened immediately, five attendants gracefully entering the room. Megan felt her breath catch slightly, feeling self conscious as she held the towel to her chest. Where did Naimah find these specimens!

The four women were breathtaking. Wearing short wraps about their waists and nothing else, their lean physicality and dancer physiques filled the room with their presence. One woman, her dark olive complexion with shoulder length black hair giving a sensually commanding aura, stepping back and waving the others to the toward Megan and Zalena.

Zalena smiled as she was approached by a striking blond, blue eyes glowing with anticipation and a woman with shoulder length dark brown hair with a smirk that promised pleasures in the future.

Megan smiled at Zalena's excitement as she felt her own building. The music in the background changed, the rhythm giving a feeling of building energy. She glanced to the door as the third woman entered, a strongly build woman with larger breasts than her own, light brown hair cut in a wavy short style, gazing at Megan with a hunger that got more than her heart stirring.

A lone man followed the last woman, dark hair swept back and following with an easy confidence. Taller than the women in the room, he obviously worked out, Megan thought hungrily at the hints of definition around the abs and chest. Megan thought an excited yes! As he approached her table to stand beside the brown-haired woman.

"Oh, lay down Megan," Zalena said with mock severity as she settled herself on the table.

The black-haired woman nodded to Zalena and waited patiently as Megan positioned herself on the table. Megan felt a moment of self-consciousness as she dropped the towel, covering her breasts as she wiggled herself comfortable on her belly.

The dark-haired woman turned her head to look at Zalena and Megan in turn before nodding and spreading her hands in a gesture taking in the room.

"Oh!" Megan said as the man and woman beside her stepped forward. Strong hands caressed her back, the man moving to stand at her head, massaging her shoulders and upper back. Megan was so aware of the bottom of the wrap the man wore as he leaned into the table, his hands finding the tightness in her upper back. The woman was massaging her thighs, her hands glide over Megans smooth skin and her curvy butt.

Despite her reservations, Megan let out a satisfied sigh. Relaxing under the feeling of the gentle caresses, gently massaging the tenseness she had been holding since her first day at the academy.

After a few moments she felt a warm oil being drizzled over her back, gasping at the sensation. She closed her eyes, luxuriating in the feeling of the hands gliding effortlessly over her, the strong hands massaging the stress of the last few months away. The woman started massaging her thighs, gently pressuring her legs apart.

Megan relented after a moment, arching her back slightly. She smiled at the approving tap on her butt as the hands worked their way along her inner thighs, slowly working their way higher.

Looking forward she watched the wrap around the man at her face. As his hands massaged her back, hands slipping to the sides to reach the side of her breasts, she couldn't miss the growing tightness in the wrap. She let out a giggle as more oil fell on her butt, the woman's hands caressing the edges of her pussy. Feeling reservations sliding away she spread her legs wider, arching her hips.

The gentle hands massaging her thighs caressed her pussy, lingering as a finger teased her already swollen clit. She let out a moan, watching the wrap twitch in front of her. The way he was positioned she could see the outline of his cock, watch the excited throbbing as his massage became more energetic.

Megan glanced toward Zalena as the older woman let out a louder moan. She had already rolled over, arms over her head grasping the edge of the table. The two women on her were running slick hands over her body, massaging her breasts, teasing her nipples while other hands eased her legs apart to work her pussy.

As the woman eased her thighs apart further, her fingers pressing slow circles over Megans pussy, she felt the building pleasure finally wash her reservations away, sighing as the last reservations slipped off with each passing stroke.

Glancing again at a sound from Zalena, her eyes widened to see she had rolled to her back, surrendering to her attendants. One was working her pussy, hand rubbing tight circles before plunging between her spread legs, working her fingers deep into Zalena as her hips rocked in time with the motion. The other woman teasing Zalena's large breasts, pinching and shaking her nipples as Zalena writhed under their attention.

Megan propped herself on her elbows, sliding her knees to the edge of the table. The woman behind her slid her fingers along Megan's lips, parting them wetly to find her clit. Megan let out her own moan as she looked up at the muscular man in front of her.

Licking her lips she took the wrap in her fingers, twitching it aside, giggling as the mans cock sprung free to gently slap her cheek.

"Hmm, someone is happy to see me," she said huskily. She traced her fingers along the throbbing shaft of his cock, trailing down to caress his clean shaven balls with her fingers.

"Been a long time since I saw one of these so... alive!"

The man edged forward as Megan gently took it, rubbing it against her cheek, eyes closed as she savored the feel of it. Sliding her face to the head, she looked up at his as she gently kissed the base, her tongue lapping along the head. Licking slowly, she felt the mans cock surge even harder, the woman behind her fingering her pussy and rimming her ass with wet fingers.

Beside her, dimly, she heard Zalena moaning loudly as her attendants brought her to a shuddering orgasm but her attention was on her own pleasure and the hard cock in her face. Licking along the side, she lost herself in the sheer pleasure of giving pleasure. Cupping and gently rolling his tight balls in her hand, angling herself to finally take the head completely in her mouth.

She smiled to hear the man gasp, his fingers squeezing her shoulders. Knowing he was enjoying the move, she bobbed her head, tongue sliding along his shaft. More hands started to caress her, fingering her pussy and ass while another wiggled her fingers under a breast to tease a nipple.

She let out a high-pitched sound, her mouth still full of cock, her hand slowly pumping him. The helping hands adjusted her so she could better enjoy the man, and she felt her body quivering in the overwhelming delight. A kiss on her cheek caused her to open her eyes to see the smiling face of the blond that had been playing with Zalena moments ago. The woman shifted her eyes to the man's cock in Megan's hand, eyebrows raised questioningly.

Megan popped the cock out of her mouth, glancing upward again,

"This is your lucky night!" she whispered.

The blond leaned in, kissing Megan fiercely., their lips reluctantly parting after a few heated moments. The man, his cock vibrating in anticipation. Rested his hand on both their heads before letting his rest back.

Megan and the blond started licking the head, her hand gliding over the wet shaft while the blond fondled his nuts. Lost in the moment, the two women licked all over, smiling as their tongues met over the tip. Megan lost track of the hands touching her, edging her over and over, her clit feeling like it was throbbing as tightly as the cock she was sharing. As they stroked, they both felt the twitching grow harder, the mans hands gripping their hair tightly. The two women shared a smile and kissed again as Megan stroked harder. Within seconds they were rewarded with a hot splash over their faces, breaking their kiss to lick each side of the cock-head as he came.

At that moment the women touching her started twisting their fingers in her pussy and ass while flicking her nipples all at once. The sudden increase drove Megan over the edge, dropping her head to the table as she shuddered, unable to release the silent scream of intensity.