Everyone in this story is 18 years of age or older.
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"Students, teachers, one and all, welcome back to Aurora University. I hope the break has been an enriching experience for all of you, and hope that you are all refreshed for the start of the new school year.
"Year Ones, perhaps it would be prudent at this point to address some of the special rules and features of our school. The rest of you, please be patient.
"Aurora University was initially founded by the Roman Consul Julius, to serve as a center for learning the sexual arts. The Ancient Romans believed that exploring one's sexuality would lead to an understanding of the gods and their arcane arts. And indeed, Aurora has produced many notable sorcerers in its history, from Christopher Columbus to Albert Einstein.
"Yes, it is my great pleasure to inform all of you that after your four years of education in this college, you will eventually become wizards and witches, able to command the ancient forces of magic at your will. Perhaps a little demonstration would be in order here; the Year Ones are looking quite disbelieving."
The principal clapped his hands, and a carpet of balloons slowly floated up to adorn the ceiling. Another clap, and they vanished.
I gasped.
"Now we shall conduct our annual initiation ceremony. Year Ones, when your name is called, please stand and walk onto the stage."
The older years clapped excitedly. I was still trying to process the information.
Me? Magic? A witch? What crackpot school had I gotten myself into? I regretted accepting the invitation letter. But hey, at that time it had seemed way to good a deal to pass on. Cheap tuition, two hours from home, among the best in the world.
"Abigail Brown." A mousey brunette scrambled onto the stage nervously. She was quickly followed by Abigail Rivers.
Ah. It was in alphabetical order. I leaned back into my chair and waited.
"Chloe Styles."
This was it. I gripped the handle of the chair and walked onto stage as confidently as I could.
"Heey, beautiful," the boy to my left drawled as I stopped beside him. I tried to glare at him, but couldn't resist giving him the quick once over. He noticed, and smirked.
This guy was HOT. Tall, blond, muscular. To hell with it. I hadn't gotten laid in a month, and I wouldn't mind this guy doing it. This was supposed to be college after all. Sex, drugs, parties, all that jazz.
So I raised my eyebrow. "Really? That's your best pickup line?"
He smiled. "Still got your attention didn't I."
I scoffed. "You're going to have to do better if you're going to get into my bed, whatever your name is."
"Oh, I'm Carter. And since we're roommates already, that shouldn't be too hard."
He leaned in conspiratorially.
"There's only one bed for every room, and everyone's expected to share."
"I saw the dorm arrangements," he added. "My sis studies here; she sneaked out a copy for me. She was really hush hush about everything. Seemed like she had a hell of a time though."
"Yeah, but magic?"
Carter shrugged. "Haven't you ever dreamed of being invisible or stopping time? Plus the balloons seemed pretty legit. I don't think this whole thing is some huge hoax."
Hell, I had. What wouldn't I have given to get another five minutes in the morning before I had to go to school.
I changed the topic. "What do you think the principal was talking about when he said exploring your sexuality?"
"I don't know. But if it means what I think it means then it's gonna be fun."
"Perv," I said. He reached out behind me and squeezed my ass cheekily.
But hell, I could feel myself getting wet. If that statement meant I could go around fucking whoever I wanted... Well let's just say I absolutely loved sex.
"Zoey Tyler." The principal clapped his hands.
"We're finished. Now for the part I know all of you have been waiting for. Everyone, take off your clothes! Let the new school year, begin!"
"Woo!" the crowd below us cheered. And all of sudden, I was looking at a thousand naked, horny teens.
The principal, now naked as well, raised his hands for silence. "Year Ones, you may be a little confused again. Allow me to explain. All students are strongly encouraged to travel the campus naked before lessons officially start.
As I have said before, by exploring our sexuality, we are able to reach greater heights of magic. The amount of sex you have equates to the magical power you possess, in other words. Having as much sex as possible during the holidays will ensure you have a quality stockpile of magical energy at your disposal once lessons actually begin.
I'm sure your Magical Theory teacher will tell you more, but for now, if you would kindly cooperate and take off your clothes, we can proceed on with dinner."
I got even wetter. Exhibitionism had long been a fetish of mine. But still...
Carter smirked. "We might as well do it Chloe. Everyone else is stripping already. Or are you saying you don't want to see my cock? Heck, I might even let you touch it!"
"Pfft, your two inches? My fingers are longer." I said. "You just want to see my tits and you know it."
"Oh, of course I do. They look so big and so beautiful."
"32Cs," I smiled.
"Ooh, sounds delicious. Mind taking off your shirt for me to have a look at those puppies naked?"
Fuck it. I was way too horny for this. I pulled my blouse over my head, then unclasped my bra and pulled off my jeans. Yeah, I never wore panties.
I struck up a slutty pose and smiled my sexiest smile at Carter. "You like?"
"God Chloe, you're so fucking hot."
But I didn't hear him, I was looking at his dick. And what a magnificent dick it was! He was huge. Seven inches at the very least, and so thick and throbbing. I grew wet just thinking of it in my pussy.
I lowered my hand to his dick and stared at him in the eye. "When we get back, you are going to push that monster into my tight wet cunt, and keep it there until I scream your name and squirt all over you."
He grinned. "Oh baby, believe me when I say that nothing would make me happier."
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Dinner was delicious. There were potatoes, and pizza, and a whole roast chicken, and a glass of wine each. Carter's hand was under the table all the time, either flicking my clit or penetrating my cunt. He whispered into my ear. "Just keeping you wet for later baby."
Conversation flowed surprisingly easily despite the nudity and sex going on around the table.
