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 hot tubbing and MFFF.

Jeremiah has amazing Judgement sex, then awkward Judgement hiccups.

Returning Dramatis Personae

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

- Christiane - Sister of Grace, who wanted help through a Judgement to get pregnant

- Ned - Husband of Grace, the couple who wanted help getting pregnant through a Judgement

- Grace - Sister of Christiane, Wife of Ned. Part of the couple who wanted help getting pregnant through a Judgement.

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

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

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

Referenced Characters

- Annalise Stoker - Concubine/Girlfriend, Fire Mage

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

- Jordan - Concubine/Submissive, Redheaded writer friend

- Moira - Real estate agent from the city

- Stacey Wilde - Girlfriend/Concubine, athletic, old family friend of the Grants

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"Are you ready?" I asked, and Christiane smiled and nodded as she clapped her hands on her knees and then stood up from the couch.

"I think so," the blonde, British, stupidly pretty woman said. "But your girlfriends have been making it sound like maybeno onewould be ready for the 'Full Jerry Treatment.'"

I groaned, both because I wasn't sure I wanted to be over-hyped even if Iwasfairly confident in my sexual abilities now, and because the idea of Ned overhearing about what I was probably doing with his wife Grace sounded awkward asfuck. Thankfully, once Grace and I had gotten dressed after her Judgement 'sacrifice' sex, we'd teleportalled back to their home to find Lauren and Angie with Christiane in the living room, while Lindsey was upstairs in Ned's office putting her constant curiosity to work and keeping Ned occupied by talking about his career.

And, I assumed, giving Lauren and Angie the freedom to shamelessly flirt with Christiane. When Grace and I had walked in, Lauren had been sitting next to the British woman and casually rubbing her leg as they were grinning and talking, and Angie had been leaning forward from her spot on a nearby chair with an extra button undone on her top that had definitely been fastened before.

"I don't know about-" I started to downplay whatever Lauren and Angie had been feeding her, but was interrupted by Ned and Lindsey coming down the stairs behind us, and we all shifted deeper into the living room to make space.

"Well hello, handsome husband," Grace greeted Ned, going over to him and scooping her arms around his neck and pulling him into a kiss that wasdefinitelydesigned to try and reassure any unpleasant feelings he was having. I'd felt a little awkwardbeforefucking his wife - now that the deed was done, it was definitely ten times worse. I couldn't imagine the idea of being OK with someone having sex with...anyof my girls. But apparently he was, because he kissed her back and just raised his eyebrows in a question of whether she was good or not as they looked into each other's eyes.

"My beautiful wife," Ned murmured back, sliding his hands around Grace's thin waist and kissing her back a second time once he got his initial confirmation that all was well. Then they were whispering quietly to each other, and we all sort of turned aside a bit to give them privacy in a full room.

"No point in waiting," Lauren grinned from her seat on the couch and winked at me.

"I guess there isn't," I said, shaking my head a little at the weirdness of the situation. But my lifewasall weird, all the time at this point. I reached out to Christiane to offer her my hand, and she took it confidently and let me pull her closer to me. She was actually a little taller than Lauren, and in the strappy heels she was wearing even taller than that, putting her right at the perfect height for me to slide my arm around her waist and pull her closer still into a sort of side-hug and bring my lips to her ear for a whisper of my own. "No pressure - would you want Angie or Lauren to join in? Your sister spilt a secret or two, and I can tell they would both be thrilled."

Christiane's jaw dropped cutely, her perfect lips forming a surprised 'O' as she glared over at her sister. "Grace!"

The other blonde woman took one look at her sister and snorted hard, covering her mouth tactfully as she blushed.

Christiane, blushing as well, bit the inside of her cheek cutely and glanced back at me in a little playful glare, then at Lauren and Angie, and then back to me. "Is that...? I mean, ifyouwant..."

"I'llbe happy no matter what," I said. "I just thought I would offer."

She rolled both her lips in, biting them nervously for a moment before nodding. The look in her eyes was nervous, horny excitement.God,this woman was something else, like a middle ground between Linds and Lauren, with a touch of Annalise. And a little Aidra and Jordan thrown in if she really did write smutty sex stories. She was obviously too overwhelmed to ask my girlfriends to join us herself, so I turned to them.

"Do you want to join us?" I asked.

I don't know if Lauren's grin could have gotten any wider, and Angie shot up from her chair and collided into us with a hug and a kiss on Christiane's cheek. "You'resofuckin' hot, girl. Definitely."

I glanced back at Lindsey apologetically and she waved me off. "Grace," she said, pulling the attention of Ned and his wife. "Would you be open to showing me a bit more of your magic and answering some questions? Jeremiah and I are trying to wrap our heads around, well,a lotof information all at once when it comes to magic."

"Sure," Grace agreed. "The kitchen sink is probably the best place for me to show off."

Grace shot her sister a look with a little smile and wink, and then pulled Lindsey and Ned in her wake towards the kitchen. Linds gave me averysimilar look before disappearing around the corner - well, me or Lauren. Maybe both of us.

Turning back to the ladies who were coming with me, I slid my hand from holding Christiane's waist to grabbing her hand. She glanced at me and then gave it a squeeze, and I grabbed Lauren's hand as well. "Alright," I said. "Like you said, Laur, no point in waiting. Angie, darling, grab my belt."

"We're doing it right here?" Angie asked with a playful smirk, reaching for the front of my belt.

"No," I laughed. "Hold on for the-" I cut off at her teasing look - she'd known what I meant. I sighed and rolled my eyes.

We used the same doors that Grace and I had, stepping out of the warm and inviting house through their hall closet and into the Sanctum.

"Oh myword," Christiane said, looking around in surprise.

"That's a new one," Lauren grinned. "Usually it's 'Holy shit' or 'What the fuck?'"

"Your accent is fuckingcute," Angie agreed with Lauren, letting go of the back of my belt and wrapping her arms around Christiane to hug her from behind. "I could just eat you up."

"Isn't that the plan?" Christiane asked, blushing furiously but rising to the occasion, getting warm laughs out of both the other girls.

We gave her the nickel tour, with the usual reactions of shock and wonder at the windows from the library overlooking the lake of lava and the magical decor of the bedroom. She also tried a spin in the Amplifier, which did expand her abilities and let her create a little underground rainstorm inside the main chamber by summoning water out of the air and getting it to condense into a cloud for a minute as she made the rain dance and reverse its flight like gravity had turned upside-down, and then spin in circles mid-air - she said it was way more 'oomph' than she'd ever had before. I cleaned that up with only a little effort before we headed into the bedroom.

It was Angie's idea to get into the natural rock pool hot tub before we got down to it, and watching the three of them strip down was a fantasy come to life. Not that the rest of my lifewasn'tone almost constantly, but there were some things I hoped I never got used to. Lauren and Angie, or any of my girls, stripping off their clothes and revealing their glorious nudity was a big one. Lauren's fit, toned body with a perfect balance of softness, her wonderful bouncy, full breasts bobbling with her movements. Angie's paler, slightly curvier body stretching as she made sure to show off just that little bit more, both for me and for Christiane - purposefully bending at the waist to peel her pants off her ankles, showing off her ass and giving it a little extra wiggle to boot.

I couldn'tnotlook at my girlfriends. But there was astrongcase being made for a major distraction.

Grace had been skinny and elegant, with very small breasts and a small, tight butt to go with her pale skin. If Lindsey was like the 'sex dialed to 11' physical version of Lauren in my group of lovers, Christiane was that compared to Grace - neither Christiane nor Lindsey made the other twolesssexy and attractive, and they weren't clones, they just had thatthingthat elevated from 'beautiful woman' to 'heart-stopping.' I'd thought of Lindsey as being a Helen of Troy before, a one in a million beauty.

Well, Christiane was the one in thenextmillion.

Or maybe the previous million, since she was older.

Blushing a little, she only hesitated a moment to follow Lauren and Angie's example to prepare for getting into the hot tub pool, bending over to undo the little buckles on her heels. There was no way that she would have just happened to be wearing those around the house at her sister's, so I knew she must have been wanting to show off a bit for 'The Seat.' She glanced at me, and with a twinkle in her eyes as she worked on the buckles, she surreptitiously pivoted a little to waggle her ass in my direction. By the time her heels were off, Lauren was already shimmying out of her jeans, and Angela was finishing unbuttoning her shirt and pulling it off to reveal her black lingerie bra, so Christiane stood up and unbuckled her own belt and began peeling her tight, distressed black jeans off as well.

Lauren was the first one fully naked, playfully reaching over and snapping Angie's bra open and making the brunette laugh, before turning to Christiane and giving the other blonde a light slap on the butt before skipping to the edge of the pool and climbing in. "Planning on giving us a strip show, Jerry?" she asked me as she started lowering herself into the perfectly hot water.

"Just a little mesmerised by the view," I said, trying not to blush as much as Christiane was and project some confidence instead. I started stripping as well, but didn't take my eyes off the girls, so I was a little slow at it as I kicked my shoes off.

Angie was down to her underwear and shrugging her bra off, and Christiane pushed her thong down, her eyes darting from Angie's tits to over at me to see if I was watching her. I was, and her blush combined with her pleased smile was so fucking cute as she locked eyes with me and slowly revealed her mound. I wasn't exactly right up close next to her, so all I could see was a neat little pair of lips and a cute dirty blonde patch of close-cropped pubic hair in an inverted triangle. Neat and tidy, recently trimmed to be picture perfect for if this happened. And then, still with our eyes roving each other, she stood up straight and peeled her tight black shirt up her torso and carefully over her head so she didn't lose her gold hoop earrings. Her bra, a blue to match her discarded thong, was more of a lacy sling than anything with true supportive substance. She quickly pulled that off too, her breasts popping out with a single cute wiggle and bounce, and I stopped what I was doing to just groan and stare.

"Holy shit," Angie said.

"What?" Christiane asked, natural self-consciousness having her drop her clothes and cover her breasts with her hands in a cute display of nerves.

"Babes," Angie said, abandoning her own thong on the ground at her feet and striding to Christiane, pulling the other woman's hands aside and replacing them with her own. "Jesus, your tits areperfect."

"So perfect," I agreed, watching my girlfriend feel up the other woman.

"I mean - you both havewaynicer breasts than me," Christiane argued, tentatively reaching out and cupping Angie's bigger pair.

"Bigger doesn't mean better," Lauren said from the tub. "Not that Angie's aren't fucking awesome. Or mine. And we know girls with tiny tits that are perfect on them. But seriously, Christiane - bring those sweater puppies over here so I can see them. They looked fuckingamazing."

Angie relinquished Christiane's tits, giving the other woman an encouraging pat on the ass to go to Lauren in the tub, and then came straight to me. I met her with a kiss as her tits squashed to my chest, and she pulled me down a little to whisper in my ear. "This chick isinsanelyhot, babe. But our conversation was also cool as fuck. Can we keep her pleeeeaaaase?"

I snorted, pulling back and giving Angie another kiss on the cheek before we both turned and got the view of Christiane slightly bending at the waist over the tub so Lauren could get a feel of her breasts... which just so happened to point her perfect butt at us, the gap between her thighs showing off her tidy little flushed labia. Her plan, or Laurens? Either way, between that and her hard nipples (not to mention the look in her eyes) it was easy to tell she was already horny and ready for fun.

Angela encouraged me to strip off my shirt, and then cleared her throat as I went to push down my briefs, getting the attention of the other two for my own 'big reveal.' I rolled my eyes at that and took a breath before pushing my underwear down, my half-hard cock doing a pretty good job at making a first impression. Lauren was leaned to one side, her boobs pressed to the smooth polished stone top of the raised pool, and Christiane turned at the waist and was biting her lower lip as she eye fucked me.

"God, you two," I grunted softly, kicking my briefs from around my ankles and letting Angie pull me towards the pool.

Every movement, other than my own awkward feeling getting into the hot tub, was visual poetry. As we settled into the seats, Lauren made it clear that she wanted Christiane sitting between me and her, and I ended up with my arms up around the shoulders of Angie and Christiane.

"So what do you think of Jeremiah?" Angie asked Christiane, already tracing fingertips up my thigh under the warm, swirling water - there weren't any jets or bubbles so it was clear to everyone she was headed towards my cock.

"Angie," I sighed, shaking my head at my girlfriend and then turning to Christiane. I felt like she was being a little... obvious. "You don't need to answer that."

"I think he's very sweet," Christiane said, leaning forward a little to look at Angie across my chest. "And disturbingly handsome for an eighteen-year-old. I almost feel a little pervy, being this attracted to him. Like some horny older wanker eyeing up college girls at a club."

"You're not even a decade older than us," Lauren chuckled, leaning forward and hugging Christiane around the stomach as she put her chin on the other woman's shoulder. "But say 'wanker' again."

"'Not even' is a little close," Christiane said. "I'm twenty-seven. I'm practically ancient compared to you two, no matter how beautiful you are. Andwanker." She snorted with a little grin at that last part.

"You think I'm beautiful?" Lauren teased her with a grin.

"Everyone knows you're beautiful, Lauren," Angie laughed and rolled her eyes, her hand having reached my cock. She wrapped her fingers around it and with only a couple of squeezes I was up to full mast - tough not to be when I could see so much of all three of them through the clear water. Christiane was sitting demurely enough with her thighs pressed together, but that did nothing to hide her perfect, globular breasts with their perfectly proportioned ruddy pink areolas and firmed up nipples. "But don't worry - you're not anywhere near the oldest hottie that wants Jerry, and that's not even counting your sister."

"Angie," I sighed.

"Oh, are you into Yummy Mummy's then, Jeremiah?" Christiane asked cheekily, her accent ramping up the dirty words that much more. Angiehadto have felt my cock swell in her hand.

"I appreciate a good-looking woman," I said, trying to be tactful. "Including... full-figured women of a certain age."

"Especially when they can take a cock like it's their job, huh, babe?" Lauren grinned at me.

"Lauren," I groaned.

"To be fair, a MILF isn't the oldest he's- well,we'vehad sex with," Lauren continued, leaving her seat at the edge of the pool and drifting more towards the center so she was in front of me and could actually look at Christiane as they were talking. "We've had sex with astunninglygorgeous woman who's a thousand years old or so. Twice. So seriously, don't stress about age - the important thing is chemistry."

"To be clear,Ihaven't been invited to fuck the ancient viking queen yet," Angie said with a little smirk. "But here, let's take the temperature of your chemistry." She let go of my cock and reached over, taking Christiane's hand and getting it to take over what she'd been doing. Christiane did, her delicate fingers wrapping around my shaft, and we both grunted softly. "Nice, right?" Angie grinned.

The flirting and teasing were fun, and in my head I wanted to find some way to impress this woman with my wit and charm. To sweep her off her feet somehow. For all that I was in multiple relationships, I was finding this sort of... 'cold open' awkward as fuck. Iwasn'tthe guy who could just do that; even with Moira, I felt like it had more been Stacey and Lindsey who had gotten us into bed together than all that much I'd done. And we'd had two different meetings and a dinner to get to know each other first. All I had with Christiane was a conversation about her sister and brother-in-law getting pregnant, and now this one in the pool.

And, while I appreciated my girls being proactive, they were kind of making it tough for me to beme.

So I decided I needed to be proactive as well.

I leaned in, sliding my hand up Christiane's arm and shoulder to cup the side of her neck, and I kissed her. In the split moment before our lips met, I saw her pretty hazel eyes dilate slightly, and her lips pursed, and she leaned into me as well. Her fingers squeezed more firmly on my hard cock under the water and her nipples brushed against my chest.

"Mm!" she squealed softly, and she brought her other hand up to my shoulder, and then surprised me by sliding forward and straddling my lap as our lips and tongues worked together.

"Yeah, get it," Angie chuckled, rubbing my back as I pivoted a little to get a better seat sitting straight on the stone bench built into the side of the stone tub instead of turned towards where Christiane had been sitting

I vaguely recognised the sound of water sloshing as Lauren stood and got her footing to run her hands up and down Christiane's sexy back and sides. She started kissing the other blonde's shoulder and the crook of her neck. Tracking what either of my girlfriends was doing was a little tough because Christiane couldkiss. She'd let go of my cock to loop both arms over my shoulders, one hand on the back of my head and the other on my cheek - this gave her the room between us to push as much of her body as she could against me from chest to groin.