[Spirit of Lust 2] Chapters 720 & 721. (Patreon)

Chapter 720: Desire unleashed.

Fern turned around again, facing me. She put her hands on my shoulders and locked eyes with me, her chest rising and falling with each breath. The grin on her lips and the hunger in her eyes blatantly said that whatever reservations she still had were tossed out this exact balcony’s window.

“That… That was…!” A small aftershock hit her and she began to giggle as she trembled in delight. “That felt so good! Even better than when… when I did it myself the other night! And you didn’t even… touch me directly!”

I chuckled. “Believe it or not, I live to please.”

“I wanna lick your dick!”

I blinked, stunned. She’d been skirting around the topic and being embarrassed every time she had to explicitly say something sex related that her saying that with no hesitation and a smile on her face made me pause for a couple of seconds.

“You sure?” I asked.

She nodded firmly and quickly. “I… I want to do more. I want to touch you, I want you to touch me, I want to do… everything!”

I put my hand on her thigh, caressing it up and down. Fern bit her lower lip and dove in fully intending to mash her lips against mine, but I only gave her a little peck before pulling away.

“And we will,” I told her with a chuckle. “But there’s no need to hurry. Three hours is still a lot. And whatever we don’t get to do now…”

Fern swallowed and smirked excitedly. “...we can do another day?”

“Exactly. That’s one of the perks of being in a relationship, I’ve learned.”

Fern giggled, leaned in and kissed me with all the passion but less force as before, avoiding another clash of teeth.

“I still wanna lick your dick, though,” she said.

Grinning, I gently pushed her away so I could stand up. Fern pulled away and stared at my hips, waiting expectantly as she pulled down my swimsuit. 

There was little surprise in her eyes when she saw my dick, as she’d seen it in the videos before, and from very close shots, too. Even so, she gasped and bit her lower lip, eyes locked on the length of my shaft.

“I’ve heard big isn’t always better,” I said, feeling the dumb need to lower her expectations a bit.

“And I heard six women scream in pleasure from this thing,” she answered.

Right. I did say it was a dumb. It’s just… expectations build pressure, you know?

I sat on the rim of the hot tub, the cold ceramic feeling weird on my bare butt. Fern got on her knees and leaned her face closer without touching. She watched with curiosity, awe, excitement and nervousness all at once.

“I didn’t know it could stand up straight that way,” she said, watching it twitch almost parallel to my stomach. “I thought it just got hard towards the front. Does it hurt when it’s that hard?”

“It doesn’t hurt, but it can get uncomfortable if it’s like that for a long time.”

Fern swallowed. “So… Can I lick it?”

“No,” I said, smirking.

“Please?”

“Okay, fine.”

Fern, much to my surprise, held my dick and gave it a full, hard lick from the base to the top. It made me shiver both from how nice it felt and from how bold a move it was.

She pulled away and laughed, now beginning to stroke my dick. “You did something to me,” she said.

“Hm?”

“That… magic stuff. You did something to me, didn’t you?”

“I haven’t done anything of the sort. I’m sorry to be the one to tell you this, but you’re simply a closet pervert. A big one, at that.”

“Aw, shucks. I was hoping I could blame it on you…” Still grinning, she shrugged. “Oh well.” She did it again, licking my shaft from the bottom to the top with the flat of her tongue, then wrapping her lips around the tip, closing her eyes and swirling her tongue around the head.

It was simple, but it felt good. But the thing that seriously got me going was… seeing Fern doing that. Fern. Fernanda Santos, a girl I’d been, at best, on friendly terms with for the longest time was now sucking my cock. She was my girlfriend, a new girlfriend, and there was an elation there that I just had to embrace. The excitement of a new partner without the downside of leaving or cheating on a previous one. An entirely selfish pleasure I allowed myself to indulge in for the seventh time. Who knows if there will ever be an eighth, but I sure as hell was going to enjoy this one for everything it was.

Fern released the tip of my cock and sank further down. My eyes went wide when I noticed she was going for my balls, licking them with zero revulsion whatsoever.

I grunted from pleasure. It might have been her first time, but she more than made up for it with enthusiasm. It was like she was letting out years of repressed fantasies, and… well, I was more than happy to be her outlet.

She suddenly giggled. “Am I doing it right? I know from the videos that you can last a lot, but…”

“You’re doing great,” I told her, caressing her cheek with the back of my fingers. She leaned into it. “But how about we move to the bed now?”

Fern licked her lips. “Yes, please.”

We both stood up and got out of the hot tub. There were white towels hanging on hooks on the walls, so we dried up quickly, especially since I was no longer wearing my swimsuit. And speaking of…

I stood behind Fern, held her by the waist and kissed the back of her neck. “Hey… Can I take off your bikini?”

Fern paused, took a deep breath, and answered. “Yes.”

I undid the knot behind her top, lifted it over her head and let it fall on the floor. Then I undid the knot at the sides of her bottoms, having them join their other half on the floor and letting me see Fern’s big, shapely butt in all its naked glory for the first time. Finally, she took her hand to the back of her head and undid the hair bun she had tied before, letting her dark hair flow free past her shoulders. I could feel her heart beating quickly, perfectly matching mine as she turned around.

And I know I said, some clothes add to the ‘sexy’ factor, but… Seeing Fern fully naked was something else. Her dark skin, her voluptuous, curvaceous body, her long legs, her pretty, shaved pussy, her dark nipples…

I wanted her. By god I wanted her. And I think Fern felt my hunger, and liked it, because she threw herself at me, kissing me as I lifted her off the floor by the thighs and carried her to the bed.

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Chapter 721: Fern’s first time.

We fell together on the bed, me on top of her. My tongue deep inside her mouth as hers rolled around it and my chest flattened her breasts against it. She held my face and crossed her legs around my waist, and I began to rock my hips, rubbing the length of my cock against her drenched, slippery slit.

Fern moaned loudly into mouth. It seemed she was the type to be loud in bed, which I like. My cock seemed to also be rubbing her clit, because soon she was coming again, dragging her fingertips down my back as she screamed with our lips locked.

I pulled away to watch her face. Blissful, dazed, and still hungry.

“I want to suck your tits,” I told her.

“Suck them hard. Like, really hard. My nipples have been itching all this time.”

I went a little further down and took one of her dark nipples in my mouth while pinching the other. And as she asked, I sucked hard, almost like a vacuum, while rolling my tongue around her nipple and pinching and pulling the other.

Fern’s hips kept shaking, and she threw her head back and giggled. “Ahn, it feels so FUCKING GOOD…! Mmm, more…!” She was in that delightful state between relaxation and feverish excitement thanks to the female orgasm lasting longer and not diminishing arousal. 

My free hand found her pussy, which again I noticed was free of even a single pubic hair. I gave her nipple a grinning nibble and decided to ask her.

“Did you shave before this?” I asked her teasingly, running circles along the spot where her clit was.

Fern, in response, smirked at me and licked her lips. “I did. Should I not have?”

“Unnecesary, but greatly appreciated.”

What can I say? I have my preferences. And to put my appreciation into action, I slid down her body again, gently pushed her legs open and ran the flat of my tongue over her sweet slit, mimicking what she’d done for me.

“Oh, fuck…!” She gasped with a light spasm of her legs and grabbed onto the bedsheets, pulling on them as I ate her pussy. I slid my tongue inside her while my finger rubbed her clit. Fern moaned sweetly, pursing her lips and closing her eyes shut.

“Am I doing it right?” I asked her.

“I love it…! Keep going!”

I did a thing you normally shouldn’t do. If a girl says ‘keep going,’ the last thing you want to do is switch things up. But I did. I slid a couple of fingers inside her pussy instead and began to tease her clit with my tongue

“Oh…!” Her words got caught in her throat. She bit her lip and grabbed one of her tits, squeezing it and pinching her nipple. So she really does like that a lot.

One orgasm in the hot tub, one on the bed and about five minutes later came the third one. Fern pulled on the bed covers as she climaxed again, her back arcing as her hips rose on their own, shaking.

In the span of 30 minutes or so, I had made Fern come thrice. I was planning to lay beside her and let her catch her breath, take it all in, rest. I could tell, clearer and clearer the more we did, that the pleasure was overwhelming her. And yet…

Fern raised her head to look at me, smiling tiredly, chest heaving from heavy breathing, and said, “Fuck me.”

I smiled wryly at her. “Are you sure you don’t want to take a break?”

“I’m feeling better than I ever have in my life. Please, I want it. Oliver… I want your cock.” She giggled as she said it, like saying it out loud turned her on even more.

I sighed and leaned over her to kiss her cheek. “Let me get a condom.”

Really, I don’t even like using one and it’s completely unnecessary. Frey confirmed that her powers can control fertility and prevent STDs with a 100% success rate. I think she called something as outrageous as that a basic skill. And yeah, considering the fact she feeds on sex, I can see how making sure there are no obstacles to feeding would be top priority. 

That said, I’m not about to try and convince a girl that going in raw would be okay because ‘trust me, I’m magic,’ or something like that. It’s why I also used a condom with Diana until she got on birth control. So… 

“A-Actually…!” Fern held my wrist as I was reaching for the nightstand. There were always condoms in the drawer. “I have an IUD installed,” she said.

I blinked. “Really?”

She nodded. “My mom insisted. Said that I should have it… in case I ever made up my mind about someone. I got it almost two years ago.”

I chuckled softly. “And… you’ve made up your mind?”

“Yes.” She grinned and spread her legs. “I want you.”

My heart pumped loudly. Seeing her horny and smiling, excited and eager to do more… It does things to me. It’s the kind of stuff Frey means when she says sex is more than penis in vagina. 

I kissed my way up her body, kissing her thighs, her pussy, her lower belly, her cleavage, her collarbone and ending with a deep kiss on her lips. I pressed the head of my dick against her labia, testing her reaction. She smiled, excited, and got her arms around my neck.

I did it. I slid my cock inside her pussy, going slowly and carefully. I stopped myself the moment I saw her wince. I kissed her cheek as she breathed deep and continued pushing once she began to kiss me back.

“Shit, it really is huge…” she said, gasping and giggling weakly. “I feel so full.”

We took it slow and enjoyed it. I moved in and out of her rocking my hips while remaining close. I felt her boobs on my chest, her breathy moans in my ears and her hips matching mine. Then I felt her desire rise again, felt her getting used to me, felt her wanting more. And I already said I live to please.

I began to move faster, getting a cute little yelp out of Fern from the surprise. I cupped one of her boobs and teased her nipple with my finger. I rose a bit to get a better angle and thrust in harder, deeper and faster. Fern grinned up at me, but her eyes lost focus every other moment when the head of my cock reached her cervix.

“Ahn! Ahn! Uhn! Yes! Ah!”

Her moans, the sound of my hips smacking against hers, her pussy loosening only to grip me tightly and suck me deeper in… It all felt so good. I really couldn’t hold it in anymore. The kissing at the park, the mall, and now all this… I held back enough, right? I was finally free to let myself come, right?

As if to answer that question, Fern locked her legs behind me, giving me some intense, hungry bedroom eyes. It was almost hard to believe this was the same girl who was so shy and anxious before.

I let myself go and shot a huge load inside her, groaning as a mind-numbingly intense orgasm rocked me from head to toes, every other spurt seemingly an echo of it. Fern came with me, holding onto me with arms and legs, shaking and spasming with lips shut tight.

I pulled out after a long moment and rolled to the side. Somehow it was me who needed a moment. I can’t exactly say it was a full day of edging, considering the morning I had, but while I genuinely wanted Fern to be perfectly okay with everything before we did anything, it’s also true that I also wanted this really badly.

To put it bluntly and crudely, I wanted to fuck her, and I had, and it felt fucking amazing. In fact, my cock hadn’t gone down at all and was totally ready for round two.

…

I absolutely didn’t expect Fern to climb on top of me almost right away. She straddled my hips, licked her lips and looked at me, wordlessly asking for permission.

I smirked.

This girl was actually keeping up. And well, I know the power of repressed fantasies better than most.