He cared less about his next class, though, and spent much of Sociology practicing small-scale illusions on the professor, who responded by frequently swatting at flies that didn’t exist. That, at least, was some progress. James was acutely aware of the absence of Claire from the class, something no one else seemed to notice.
After that, he met up with Jessica outside of Physics class; she greeted him with a big smile and a bigger hug. “You look a lot better,” she said as they walked into the classroom.
Class went by quickly, with James and Jess talking quietly in the back row the whole time. Jess was insistent about hearing what happened with Lilith, and James promised to tell her when they were somewhere more private.
They had their privacy soon enough. Once they got out of class, the two found a quiet corner of the campus to sit and catch up. They sat outside, on a bench beneath a tall tree that had begun to shed its colorful canopy in preparation for winter. James took a deep breath of the crisp autumn air before he plunged into the story of the last few days. He left nothing out, deciding that he owed his best friend openness; he’d already dragged her into this by telling her about Lilith, after all.
James recounted the tale of his magical meltdown and close encounter with death at the hands of his own power. Jessica listened with surprise and concern showing in her eyes. When she heard James’ retelling of Lilith’s tragic past, her reaction was one of sadness and sympathy for the woman she had never met. As James finished filling Jess in on the whole Ishtar situation, she took his hand in her own and adopted a steely expression.
“Tell me what I can do to help.”
James smiled fondly at his friend, grateful for her unwavering support and determined attitude. “You’re already doing it,” he responded, squeezing her hand back.
Jess returned her best friend’s smile and spoke again. “I’m glad you and Lilith got your problems sorted out; I think you two really need each other.” James nodded. “Promise me you’ll be careful with this Ishtar… she sounds like bad news. And… let me know if there’s anything more I can do…” She caressed his hand softly as color creeped into her cheeks and she blushed ever-so-slightly. “Anything at all…”
James raised an eyebrow and felt the lust-fueled beast inside him purr. “Ever fucked in a sports car?” he asked bluntly. Jessica stared wide-eyed for a second before allowing a mischievous grin to pull at her lips.
Five minutes later, the two were steaming up the windows of James’ red Audi. Jess sat in James’ lap, who was seated in the driver’s seat, leaning as far back as the chair would allow. She bounced on his dick, spearing herself with his member over and over as she grunted and moaned. She clutched at James’ shirt with her delicate fingers, holding onto him tightly while she vocalized her pleasure.
“Oh god, James. Oh, fuck! Right there! Yes, baby! Fuuuck.”
James held the cute blonde firmly by the ass as she slammed repeatedly onto his cock. He felt her toned butt ripple beneath his hands over and over as she came down on him. He thrust upward to meet her, adding his own force to their frantic fucking. More than once, Jess’ head touched the soft-top roof of the convertible as she bounced higher and higher on James’ dick.
She moaned in ecstasy as the delectable friction built up her mounting orgasm. Accompanied by the incredible feeling of her hypersensitive clit impacting against James’ pelvis when he thrust, it was no time at all before that pleasure reached a fever pitch.
James himself was nearing the point of no return, the frenzied pace of Jessica’s fucking pushing him closer to his orgasm. His resolve crumbling due to the euphoric feeling of his cock inside his best friend, James felt a familiar churning in his balls and a tightness in his chest.
“Jess,” he groaned, gripping her ass tighter, “I’m cumming!”
“Fuck! Yes! Cum inside me, James! Cum inside me!”
Her pace quickened. Riding him faster and faster, Jess forced James over the precipice of a powerful climax. Gasping and groaning, James exploded inside the beautiful teen. His muscles tensing and skin tingling, he emptied himself into Jess, who continued to fuck him as he came.
She was close, unbelievably close. The sensation of her best friend’s cum splashing against her inner walls was more than enough to tip the scales. And so, as James came down from his orgasm, Jess’ was just beginning. She froze on top of her muscular friend, mouth agape and mind inundated with pleasure. She shuddered violently as her pussy spasmed around the huge cock inside her. Squeezing James’ sensitive prick relentlessly, Jess sank slowly back down and began to regain her senses.
She collapsed on top of James, his cock still twitching inside her pussy. Catching her breath, she rested her head against his broad chest. A sudden vibration beneath her surprised her and she let out a little yelp. The source of the buzzing was James’ phone, which Jessica fished out from within his pocket.
“You’ve got mail!” she said in her most robotic voice.
James rolled his eyes, “Who’s it from?”
“Text from ‘Coffee Shop Rob,'” Jess answered, reading the contact aloud.
James raised himself up on his elbows in order to better look at Jessica. “What’s he want?”
Jess cleared her throat and read off the text in the most masculine voice she could manage: “‘Hey man, just wanted to let you know the shop is gonna be closed for a little while. Looks like there was a break-in or something, and no one can get in touch with Sam. Guess that means no work this week. Later, bro.'” Jess put the phone down on the center console and looked at James.
“Oops,” he said, “That one’s my bad.”
Jess climbed off James’ lap and spilled into the passenger seat. As she pulled her pants back up, she asked him, “So what’re you gonna do?”
“I can’t do anything until I’ve fixed Sam and Claire,” James responded, returning his chair to its normal position and fixing his pants as well. “I should go take a crack at that now; everything else can wait. I can’t leave them the way they are.”
Jess nodded and leaned over to kiss James on the cheek. “I’ll leave you to it, then. Text me later, kay?”
“Will do,” he answered as the blonde climbed out of the car. She smiled and flashed him a peace sign before closing the door and walking away. Alone again, James put the car in gear and made his way out of the parking garage. He was skipping his last class with Katherine, but this was more important. He needed to check on the husks and, if possible, restore them to their former state.
Preoccupied with his thoughts on how to do this, James drove home in silence. He was completely unaware that he was being followed.