Font of Fertility

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All Characters in sexual situations are 18 years or older.

This story is a continuation of the Font of Fertility series. I suggest starting with Chapter 1 if you have not already. This chapter includes public sex, magic sex, D/s play, exhibition/voyuerism, MF, MFF and MFFF.

Jeremiah and Aidra take a quick trip to meet Jordan and experiment.

Returning Dramatis Personae

- Jeremiah 'Jerry' Grant - Seat of Fertility, aka. Powerful Sex Shaman

- Aidra Allard - Petite goth girl from Jerry and Lauren's school, Fuck buddy, Witch

- Jordan - Concubine/Submissive, Redheaded writer friend

- Lauren Baxley - Public girlfriend, Jerry's Prime in the magic world, closest friend and confidant

- Anna 'Other Anna' - Yaroslav's Prime, magical media mogul

- Helka - Other Anna's tall, blonde 'Swedish bikini team' assistant

- Esmerelda - Seat of Death, aka. Powerful Death Wizard, second-youngest Seat, weirdo

Referenced Characters

- Ramona Allard - Local Witch, mother of Aidra, well-endowed MILF

- Zena Washington - Black high school music student and track star, 'all legs' athletic, Ascended, into being Dominated/Ordered.

- Lindsey Parker - Girlfriend/Concubine, gal-genius, former neighbour of the Baxleys

- Angela 'Angie' Dawkins - Girlfriend/Concubine, Lindsey's friend from back in high school

- Benji - Jerry's guy friend from high school, the one with the attitude

- Jay Douglas - Jerry's best guy friend from high school

- Beth Winters - Tall, blonde Polish girl from high school with a great ass, Emily's close frenemy

- Emily Roberts - Cheerleader classmate of Jerry and Lauren. Total bitch. Tried to get Jerry to show her his cock.

- Maria Lancaster - Hot half-Latina mean girl from high school, perpetual naive expression, in Emily's clique

- Amara - Miami Cuban hottie hook-up

- Tala - Schoolmate for Jerry and Lauren, a dancer, the virgin from New Year's

- Moira - Real estate agent from the city

- Annalise Stoker - Concubine/Girlfriend, Fire Mage

- Yaroslav - Seat of Life, aka. Powerful Experience Wizard, stoner/partier

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"OK, that was cool as shit," Aidra said as she held my hand while we walked down the unfamiliar corridor. "But, uh, where are we? Because it wasn'tthatsnowy outside back home." She gestured out the windows to theverysnowy winter campus sprawling outside the building.

"We're at BYU," I said, giving her hand a squeeze. I'd held it to teleportal us and neither one of us had been inclined to let go yet. It felt too good. Too... too much of what we were supposed to be avoiding.

"What?" Aidra barked a little loudly, drawing the curious eyes of various university students and staff walking down the corridor ahead and behind us. She dropped her voice quickly to a whisper. "Why are we among theMormons?Wait, you're not thinking that becauseyouhave a harem that polygamy is how society should work, right? Also, we can't get wild here - I applied togohere because their program is too good to pass up even with the weird Mormony... Jerry?"

I'd been trying to suppress my snicker at her guessing what we were doing meeting Jordan here, but then that last thing she'd said had hit me like I'd stepped on a rake and gotten smacked in the nutsandthe head. At the same time.

"Fuck," I grunted.

"What is it?" she asked, grabbing my other hand as well and pulling me to the side. "Did something happen?"

"Somethingdidn'thappen," I said, my stomach in a knot. I was so dead. "I missed the application deadline."

"For BYU? Aren't you and Lauren set on Cardinal?"

"Forallof them," I choked out, closing my eyes and feeling like a complete idiot.

Aidra let out a strained snort as she covered her mouth with one hand.

"It's not funny," I whispered. We were drawing looks again and I sat down on a hallway bench to try and blend in better.

"It'skindof funny," Aidra smirked at me.

"I've just had a lot going on," I said. "I was supposed to...shit."

"You have," she said, still smirking and shaking her head. "And you were." She snorted again. "Seriously, though, like... do you really need togoto college? Aren't you going to be a little busy... for the rest of forever?"

I sighed and shook my head. "Probably not, but Lauren and I have done a lot of talking about what we need to do to not be...them. And a big part of that is not losing touch with who we would bewithoutmy powers or position. If I don't go to college, I lose out on having the experience of it. Iwantthat experience."

"You do know not everyonegetsthat experience, right?" Aidra asked. "I think the stat is like 60% of people in the US do at least one year ofsomekind, and it just goes down from there."

"... Yeah, OK. I don'tneedcollege to be normal. But it still represents staying in tune with the life we would have hadif not. Does that make sense?"

Aidra sighed and rolled her eyes, letting go of my hand to grab my face with both of her hands and smoosh my cheeks together. "You do realise how frustratingly cute you are, right? Like, it's kind of disgusting."

"You're pretty cute too," I mumbled through my forced-pursed lips.

She grinned and winked at me, then let my face go and stepped closer, standing between my legs as I sat on the bench so that I was looking up at her a bit. This put her sweater-clad boobs right at my eye level and she smirked, knowing what she was doing. "Well, the good news is that if youreallywant to do the whole college thing and keep complicating your life with multiple things going on, then it's not that hard for you to fix this little fuck up. You just need to find out who works in the Admissions office at Cardinal and get you, me and Lauren fast-tracked."

"I-" I started to argue, but my brain followed two logical paths away from what she'd said. The first was that I felt a bit bad manipulating the Admissions system like that - if I forced my way in, was I taking someone else's spot? Someone who deserved it anddidn'tmiss the deadline and who wouldn't constantly be battling for time like I would be?

The other was that Aidra had included herself in the fast-tracking.

"-You?" I asked, pivoting.

She bit her lip, not in one of those sexy ways but in an'Oh, fuck'sort of way as she looked up and away from me and sighed. Then she looked back down at me. "Yeah, me too. I'm not saying that I'm definitely going to go to Cardinal with you and Lauren, OK? But I'm not saying I wouldn't either. It's not like it has a great program for what either of us want to do, but it would have some... major perks."

"Aidra," I said, sliding my hands from the sides of her thighs to the back, loosely hugging her. "You don't need to be at the same school as us to have those perks, OK? I'm... You are a special part of our lives. We've always been friendly even if you weren'tinour core social circle. Now you're waymorein than most of our social circle."

"More like you get nice and deep inmytight little social circles," she chuckled.

"True," I rolled my eyes. "And I do lovestretchingthem. But for real, Aidra. I know it hasn't been long since things changed, but..."

"I know," she said, and then surprised me by putting her hands over my lips, stopping me from saying more. She looked at me intensely. "I know, Jeremiah. Just... don't say it, OK? I thought we agreed on that."

I nodded, reassuring her. If we said it, we'd fuck up her life. We'd also be breaking the deal I made with her Mother, which would haveotherramifications.

She stopped covering my mouth and hugged me behind my neck, pulling my face between her little breasts and against her sternum. "Thanks," she murmured.

"I understand, I accept, I wish it was different," I told her, hugging her back still behind her thighs.

She leaned down and kissed the top of my head sweetly, then let out a sigh and a scoff. "Jesus, we're being soft as fuck," she chuckled. She let go of me and turned, sitting down on my knee and smirking at me, the moment over. "Or is Jesus even a decent curse in Mormonland? I literally do not knowanythingabout Mormons other than something-something Utah, something-something Polygamy, something-something Book of Mormon."

"I think technically the Mormons still believe in Jesus but like...moreJesus. Or less? Something slightly different," I said. "But you're right, we need to get on with this." I gave her a rub on the small of her back, encouraging her to stand, and she did before reaching for my hand and holding it again.

"Well, the way you were talking about thehoodoo," she said, wiggling the fingers on her other hand to make it clear she was talking about magic without saying the word. "I'm expecting something fun. Plus Lauren is gonna be pissed if this whole thing isn't worth it."

"I'm gonna be paying Lauren back for this no matter what," I chuckled. "This is going to be a 'first' moment that she's missing out on, so I'm going to need to come up with something big to make it up to her."

"Ooh, interesting," Aidra smirked. "Now whatisit?"

"I think we're almost... here," I said, stopping in front of a pair of double doors and checking my phone quickly.

"Where is here?" Aidra asked.

I peeked through the little windows in the door and saw that the lecture hall was about what I'd expected. Not huge, but with ten rows of seats maybe six across on either side of a central aisle. A professor was lecturing from a lectern at the front, working a slideshow from his laptop.

And Jordan, my quirky, pretty girlfriend was sitting in the front row. She was wearing a loose knit sweater with big buttons over a T-shirt and a pair of jeans, along with a pair of chunky black boots and a tan, floppy beanie with her long red hair loose and hanging over her shoulders. Her attention was on the lecturer and she was sitting with her legs crossed, but I could tell immediately that she was nervously excited because she was chewing on the end of her pen and bouncing her foot.

She didn't knowwhyI'd asked her to send me a pin of where her class was happening, just that I had.

"Alright," I said, looking back to Aidra. "I'm going to cast a spell on us and my girlfriend in there."

"Your-Oh," Aidra said. "Jordangoesto BYU. Fuck, how did I not put that together?"

"Right," I said, grinning a little. Getting Jordan and Aidra together sexually was something I'd definitely already wanted to make happen - Aidra had a dominant streak with just about everyone other than me, Lauren and the Harem, and I had a feeling she just needed some permission to be more dominant with most of the girls. Jordan being a majorly kinky submissive, and both of them trusting me, would probably make some sexual fireworks. That wasn't whattodaywas about though. "So I'm going to put a spell on the three of us that makes people's attention sort of slide around us. We're not invisible, but they'll ignore anything we do or the direct ramifications of it, and they won't remember it."

"That's how you disappeared in class," Aidra said. "And I noticed it but didn't really register it until I really thought about it."

"Exactly," I nodded.

"So what did you do when we were in class?" she asked quietly. "Wait- is that why I got more horny all of a sudden? You did something to me?"

"I was testing the limits of the spell," I said. "You didn't notice when I took off your boot-"

"That was you?!" she chuckled. "I thought I just mindlessly kicked it off when I had to put it back on."

"It was. And then I slid my hands from my shoulders to your chest and teased you a bit," I said.

She got a little twinkle in her eye as her cheeks flushed. "Is it weird that I think it's kind of hot, you playing with me when I don't know it?"

"Not as weird as you might think it is," I said softly. "Jordan issuperinto anything like that, and with prior consent I'd bet Linds and Lauren would also be down to at least try it. But today is more about exhibitionism. So, like I said, I'll cast the spell, then I'm going to go in there and I'm going to fuck Jordan in front of all her classmates and her Professor, and you can watch."

"They aren't going to be able to see me too, right?"

"They can- Technically no, but in effect yes," I said, suppressing my inner urge to nerdily correct her.

"So I can get myself off while watching you two?" Aidra asked.

I snorted softly and leaned down, using a finger under her chin to tilt her lips up to mine as I kissed the little goth. "You're going to make it hard for me not to want to fuck you too, aren't you?" I murmured.

She grinned and gave me another little peck on the lips. "Damn straight."

I pulled away, shaking my head, and focused on the spell. We didn't have forever to get all of this going and we'd already burned daylight, stopping to talk as I remembered I was, in fact, still kind of an idiot at times.

Focusing on the spell in the form I'd cast it back in English class, I started making some tweaks. Expanding it to cover myself, Aidra and Jordan increased the cost in magical power it would take, and I had to do some mental gymnastics to figure out how to look at the idea of itnotaffecting the three of us towards each other as a limitation instead of an addition. Then I realised I could put aspatiallimitation on it, limiting the 'ignorance' effect on us only as long as we were inside the room - then I expanded that just a little more to a few feet outside the room so that we could open the door unimpeded. A super quick mental check didn't bring up any other ideas for limiting factors, so I let the spell release into the pool of power that was constantly simmering in the back of my consciousness and it oozed in and started to dissolve away, the fireworks and spell merging and shrinking in moments as it released out into the Real.

It didn'tfeellike anything, and yet I had a sensation of it like I had an extra sense - like how touching my own arm felt different from someone else touching it.

I released my breath, the trickle of the spell slowly using power more on my mind this time, and I looked down at Aidra.

"Well?" she asked. "That's it?"

"That's it," I said.

"Not exactly as dramatic as the teleporting," she smirked.

"You don't exactly shoot laser beams from your eyes when you give someone the 'Ol' Evil Eye'," I pointed out.

She snorted and shrugged. "Fair," she said.

I shook my head and then reached around her, grabbing her by the ass with both hands and lifting her up to kiss her as I pressed her against the doorframe. She moaned, wrapping her arms around my neck and holding me to her as she arched her back. We kissed for a good, long fifteen seconds before I pulled back and nodded in the direction of the hallway where people were still walking up and down, headed to other parts of the building. No one had been staring or scoffing at our majorly inappropriate PDA. "Proof?" I asked.

"Hot," she grinned. "Now get in there and show me therealproof."

I let Aidra down, giving her cute little butt one last squeeze, before I straightened my clothes and took a breath, then gave her a wink before pushing open the door to the lecture hall.

The drone of the lecturer's voice didn't stop or hesitate. A single pair of eyes were the only ones that glanced over towards me as I entered, and Jordan almost looked away since I kind of looked like just another student arriving late, before they went wide and she sat up slightly in her seat. Her jaw dropped a little as she smiled. Then her eyes glanced back to the lecturer, and back to me, and she looked around quickly and then back to me again.

I strode toward her confidently, sure of the spell. Sure that she was going to love this. The lecture hall was maybe two-thirds full, Jordan's classmates showing a variety of ways they dealt with the Utah winter - though, to be fair, they all also sort of had a uniformness to them. There were only a few Hispanic students, one black guy up in the top corner of the room, and one Asian girl sitting one seat over from Jordan with their bags both on the seat between them. The majority wereverywhite. Their dress was where the variance was; some of them were in sweats, looking like they'd woken up minutes before the class started. Others were in business casual that I could have seen my Dad going to work in. And then there was a big mix and match in between.

Despite all of this - every new face, every newthingin the room - my eyes were entirely for Jordan. I walked up to her, reaching into my pocket and pulling out the long silver lead I'd gotten her. She'd had me hold onto it rather than keeping it with her collar, and it had taken a fraction of a teleportal spell to reach into my pants pocket and pull it from the pocket ofanotherpair of pants where I knew it had been. That was a spell system I was going to need to develop further, but my mind was occupied with something else at the moment.

Jordan's eyes were wide and full of nervous energy, lust and love. I pulled the leash out as I reached her and gently brought it forward, clipping it onto her septum piercing. She gasped a little as I did it, her eyes staying locked with mine and not looking around at all - I'd started a game, and she trusted me. Trusted me that if I decided everyone in the room would see her on a leash, that's what would happen. And that if I didn't, I'd already taken care of it.

I lifted the leash and she followed before it had to tug on her at all, standing to her full height, eyes still locked with mine. Once she was upright I stepped forward, sliding my thumb from her chin and up the line of her jaw as I cupped her by the side of the neck. She leaned into my touch, her eyes soft and wanting, and I pulled her into a kiss even as I gently kept the silver chain out of the way.

Jordan moaned softly as I kissed her, surrounded by her classmates. The lecturer didn't falter, his voice rising and falling as he got a little more passionate about his subject but otherwise not breaking his monologue.

I pulled back from the kiss, smiling as I looked into Jordan's pretty eyes, and then I took a step back.

"Strip, my slut," I said firmly.

She sucked in a breath, nervous and excited, and immediately shrugged off her sweater and let it fall to her seat. We had to unclip her leash to allow her to pull off her t-shirt, and she took the moment to strip off her little bralette as well, baring her pierced nipples to the entire room. Her cheeks were flushed and it travelled down her pale neck to her chest, but she didn't hesitate as she tilted her chin up, silently asking to be re-leashed. Once I'd clipped it back into place she kicked off her boots while she was unbuckling her belt and jeans and swiftly pushed them and her thong down her legs, leaving her completely naked.

"Ever had this dream?" I asked her with a little grin.

She coughed out a laugh, shaking her head. "No. I've never been the 'forgot to put on pants' nightmare person," she grinned, looking around properly for the first time at all her classmates. No one was looking at her, though the ones in the rows directly behind her were sort of lookingthroughthe two of us. She visibly shivered, then turned back around and focused on Aidra. My little goth slut had followed me into the lecture hall and grabbed the seat closest to the door. "Hey, Aidra," she said confidently, giving her a little wave. "It's nice to meet you again. Especially like this."

"You look hot as fuck," Aidra grinned back, waving as well. "Love the tattoos. And your hair is to die for."