[Spirit of Lust 2] Chapters 683 & 684. (Patreon)

Chapter 683: Dangers.

Alice and Diana insisted we let the effects linger for a little longer to see if they got stronger or weaker, as well as to see how long they lasted. I wasn’t a huge fan of letting them sit there feeling uncomfortable, but I had to admit testing this here, in a safe environment, was for the better.

As they both put it, they didn’t feel the effects growing stronger. Rather, they simply got more and more difficult to ignore each minute or so. I saw Alice begin to lick her lips more often and swallow her own saliva. She wouldn’t say it, but I could tell the desire to suck dick was getting to her. As for Diana, I saw her fingers twitching and caught her raising her hand to her boob a couple of times, stopping herself short both times.

Diana sighed. “I’ll bring the mood down saying this, but… With how many times I’ve seen men trying to spike a woman’s drink, I can’t help but think that… this could be really dangerous.”

“Yeah, I can see that,” Grace said. She turned to look at me, her eyes narrowed in worry.

“I won’t misuse this,” I assured her.

“I know. That’s not what worries me.”

Yeah. They could all probably tell. I was getting scared. I’d always had my worries and grievances about these powers. I worried the girls would only like me because I was good at sex, I worried they gave me some weird and unfair advantages in life, I worried about the effects they could have on my own day-to-day life. They rarely, if ever, seemed like a danger to other people, though. Greater pleasure, health benefits, deeper emotional connections… That was all stuff the girls welcomed. When Frey and I came up with the idea of using magic to make cocktails, we did so with the intent of making something that would let other people experience a bit of that increased pleasure. But this? This was actually dangerous. Not just for my girls, but for everyone.

It was the point I realized I held a dangerous weapon in my hands. 

Intellectually, I understood it wasn’t that much different from a kitchen knife. Use it properly and it’s simply a tool to make meals that can make others happy. It is still a knife, though. A big, sharp knife.

Emotionally, it was a bigger shock that it should’ve. I already knew magic could be dangerous if used improperly, but something about the potential misuse of this particular skill… It made my skin crawl. I would never even consider using this to intentionally hurt someone. But accidentally? You don’t have to think about accidents. They simply happen.

And then there was the potion I was making for Luke. If a little sexual energy infused into a cocktail could have this effect, then what would an improperly mixed lust elixir do to a person?

I swallowed hard.

“You’re thinking about not using magic for this ever again, aren’t you?” Mila asked me.

“...A little.”

Alice smiled at me. “Isn’t there a fish they use in Asian cooking that has a lethal poison?”

“Yeah, pufferfish,” Noelle said. Her eyes and her smile widened as she understood where Alice was going. “Only chefs with 3 or more years of training are allowed to prepare it. I’ve always wanted to try it.”

“Excuse me?” Sarah said, raising an eyebrow. “You want to eat poisonous fish?”

“When well prepared it’s 100% safe,” Noelle noted.

“Depending on how it’s prepared, alcohol can be both poison and medicine,” Diana said. “Fernet, for example, is an Italian amaro that’s made from herbs. A small, well prepared shot is great for the stomach. Any more than that will get you sick real quick.”

“And I have a love-hate relationship with F1 cars,” Alice said. “They’re ugly, fragile as paper and every safety measure in them has had to be fought for with tooth and nail. Yet there’s a weird beauty in a machine tailor-made to be the fastest it can possibly be with little regard for anything else.” Alice suddenly grimaced. “I remember that my brother was once asked to put a turbo on a very lightweight car. He was very apprehensive and advised the man not to do it because it would make the car unbalanced and unwieldy. The customer insisted, so Alex installed the thing. Two days later the man had an accident. He survived, but…” She sighed. “Installing the thing was a mistake in the first place, but Alex still wonders if he didn’t do the job right. The car was a mess, so there was no longer any way to tell.”

“Being a psychiatrist is the same,” Sarah said. “One wrong judgement, one wrong word can have an irreparable effect on a patient.”

“You’re smart enough to get what we’re trying to say, Oliver,” Grace told me.

I sighed. “Yeah, I know. One can’t have any self-doubts with you around, huh?”

“If we let you, you’d sit on them for weeks,” Sarah told me.

Yeah, I would. “Fine, I’ll be sure to practice a lot to find a good balance for this.”

“Good. But for now… Oliver, I’ve had enough. Can I have a turn now?” Alice asked me with a wry smile.

I turned to look at Diana, who smiled reassuringly. “I think she’s taking it worse than I am. Don’t worry about me. Although… I wouldn’t mind watching, if you’d let me.”

Alice giggled shyly. “I think I’d like that.”

The planned order was for Noelle to go after Alice, but the redhead herself was the one who ran behind me and started pushing me towards Diana’s bedroom. “Go! Don’t worry about us. I can’t stand to see these two craving it like this. Take your time but do it properly!”

And that was her blessing. Alice held my hand and dragged me into the bedroom while Diana calmly followed behind.

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Chapter 684: Alice and Diana.

Alice didn’t wear anything as flashy as Mila did that night. She had a silk, cream-colored blouse on, and I mean she ‘had’ it on before she threw it aside as I undid her long, black pleated skirt. Under them, Alice had a set of sheer, white lingerie, very nearly see-through except that I couldn’t actually see her nipples.

“You wore that under a skirt?” Diana asked with an amused chuckle. “Every time I think you’re pretty bold, you up the ante.”

“Come on, it’s not THAT bold, is it?” Alice asked, giggling. “My skirt was pretty long.”

I put my hands on Alice’s hips and traced a finger along the strings of the thong she was wearing. “It’s pretty nice…” I said, unable to stop myself from licking my lips.

Alice giggled again. “I knew you’d like it.”

I leaned in to kiss her, but Alice was the one to grab my hand and mash her lips against mine, soon shoving her tongue as deep down my throat as it would go, which admittedly wasn’t much at all. She moaned loudly and her legs began to give out. I held her close so she wouldn’t fall, and now counting with my support, she continued devouring my mouth.

Alice ran her hands along my shoulders as we made out. She touched my chest, my arms, my abs and even moved her hands between my legs and openly groped the growing erection inside my boxers. She pulled away from my lips with a deep sigh of relief.

“Okay, now it feels normal…” She hugged me close, nuzzling against my shoulder as I rubbed her back. “This is how I like to feel. Diana, do you want to… Oh.”

When we both turned our attention to the older woman, we found her sitting on the bed. Her clothes were discarded on the floor of her bedroom, and she was wearing a not-quite the same but weirdly similar set of sheer lingerie as Alice, only hers was black. Adding to the strength of the image, Diana had a hand over her thong, slowly rubbing her pussy over what little fabric there was.

“Don’t mind me. I said I was okay with watching first. And…” Diana also let out a deep sigh accompanied by a little shiver. “Yeah, I agree. This feels a lot more natural.”

Was it, though? By now Diana has watched me have sex with the other girls plenty of times, and while she said she quickly began to find it arousing, this was probably the first time I saw her openly masturbating to it. Then again, she was also starting to enjoy fooling around with the others. Was this just another evolution of that?

Alice suddenly got all bashful. Her face was already red from arousal, but her smile became shy and she started fidgeting in my arms. Diana noticed and her hand stopped.

“I’m sorry. I’m making you uncomfortable,” she said.

“What? No!” Alice quickly said. “I was just wondering… if I made for good enough stimulus. For… you know.”

I felt a bit of Alice’s insecurities. Not exactly confidence-shaking. She simply wondered if Diana found her attractive, and I could understand why. By now Alice had done stuff with Mila, Grace, Sarah and Noelle, and Diana enjoyed when she and I had Noelle with us and she had recently… graced Grace with a deep makeout session. Yet so far, beyond respect and friendship, there was not much between Alice and Diana, and Alice did want more. Thankfully, Diana wasn’t blind to it, not since our little vacation trip to the mountains.

She patted the spot on the bed right next to her while smiling at Alice. “Come. Sit here with me.”

Alice looked at me, but I gave her butt a little spank and a little push towards Diana. She smiled at me and went to sit down.

“How are you feeling now?” Diana asked her.

“Better,” Alice said. “I mean, I still want it, but now it feels normal.”

Diana nodded. “Seeing you kiss Oliver like that made my heart race. Now I’m getting really wet, but this time I like it.” She smiled. “Alice, can I kiss you?”

“Y-Yes,” Alice said, with a shy smile.

Diana chuckled and turned to me. “Can I?” she asked me.

“Fine, I’ll let you borrow her for a bit,” I joked. Both girls laughed.

Alice turned to Diana and closed her eyes. Diana leaned in and brushed her lips against the blonde’s, reaching out and finding her hand as well. Diana gave Alice’s lips a playful lick which made her shiver. Diana grinned excitedly, even looking at me as if saying ‘okay, this is really fun,’ before she went in for real. She captured Alice’s lips in a deep kiss from the get go, smoothly sliding her tongue between them. Alice moaned and rubbed her legs together, now matching Diana’s grinning lips.

“Hey,” Diana whispered in between kisses. “I’ve been feeling an itch in my boobs since the drink. Could you fondle them?” she asked, leading Alice’s hand to her tit.

Alice was all too happy to oblige. She even went at it with both hands, letting her finger sink into supple flesh while touching the smooth fabric of Diana’s sheer bra.

“God, yours are so nice!” Alice said, giggling.

“So are yours,” Diana said, gently cupping one of Alice’s tits. “Though if we asked whose are nicer, we’d probably give our man an aneurysm.”

“Yeah, probably,” Alice agreed, laughing.

Side note, but I always get shivers when the girls refer to me as ‘my man’, and even more when it’s ‘our man.’ The good kind of shiver, that is. I always feel a little weird when I say they’re ‘my girls’ but I usually say it to make the distinction that I’m talking about this specific group of girls. It’s not that I want to get possessive. When they say I’m theirs, though? It’s like more reassurance that they’re happy with what we have.

Alice and Diana continued making out, and this time they let their hands explore a lot more. Alice groped one of Diana’s tits and cupped her face while Diana began to caress Alice’s bare thigh. Then her hand moved further inside and she pulled away again.

“Oh wow. You weren’t kidding about how wet you were,” Diana said, feeling how… sticky Alice’s inner thighs were. “Why hold out for so long?”

Alice smiled wryly. “I really was curious about the effects of the magic drink. I find it interesting.”

“Oliver, your girl here needs some help,” Diana said as she pushed Alice’s legs open.

Alice smirked at me and moved aside her thong, showing me her glistening, flowing pink pussy. “I do. Is there anything you can do for me?”

I could think of a few things.