[Spirit of Lust 2] Chapters 786 & 787. (Patreon)

Chapter 786: Intermission - They meant it.

In a strange place, in a hidden room, with people she was only just starting to know… participating in an orgy. It sounded unbelievably shady, yet Fern dove straight into it. Because even if it sounded shady, it didn’t feel shady. One could chalk it up to the connection with Oliver, mostly, but the other girls were really trying to make her feel welcome.

Fern didn’t want to overthink it anymore. They had all done everything to prove to her how genuine their interest in her was, and Fern… Fern wanted to be here, try to be part of this. And of course, the most important thing of all, she wanted Oliver. She wanted him badly.

She felt a wave of intense feelings wash over her. His feelings for her. He wanted her just as badly, in every sense, and… he loved her. Early as it was, he loved her. And Fern was just as crazy about him, too.

Lust and euphoria began to take over, and encouraged by the others, she let them. They moved to one of the couches and Fern straddled his lap.

Just kissing him was like a drug. She tasted him and drank the mix of their saliva like it was nectar. The feeling of his bare chest, his pecs on her hands made her shiver. Her nipples hardened and burned with a desire to be touched, pinched, sucked. She aggressively grinded her crotch over his with flexible hips. And all this with his other girlfriends around, looking and listening while they each did their thing and it was all getting so wet it was seeping through her panties to her black jeans.

Then all of a sudden, she felt her bra inside her T-shirt loosening. Oliver’s hand was behind her, but… not under her top.

Fern smirked and laughed. “How did you do that?”

“Um… practice,” he admitted sheepishly.

“You should’ve seen him at the beginning,” Mila said, teasingly. “He didn’t even know some bras can unhook from the front.”

“Man, he was so innocent back then…” Grace sighed longingly.

“Now he’s practically a sex demigod, maybe even literally,” Sarah said. “And speaking of which, are you two sure you want to sit this one out?” she asked Grace and Alice, who were standing by the hot tub.

“We’re not exactly sitting it out,” Alice said, beginning to unbutton her blouse. “We’d just rather not do anything… vaginal.”

“Don’t they say that it’s totally okay to have sex during your period?” Noelle asked.

“Yes. It’s also a literal bloody mess, and I hate it,” Grace said “I, Grace Valentine, owner of this pussy, declare it closed for maintenance for the next few days.”

“We’re down for anything else, though,” Alice said. “Besides, Grace had a light orgasm earlier just from watching Oliver making out with Fernanda and Diana. She’ll be fine.”

Everyone laughed, not in a mocking way, but just from how… out there that sounded. Even Fern and Oliver chuckled against each other’s lips.

Fern glanced towards Alice and Grace and saw them undressing, getting ready to get in the hot tub. Sarah and Mila were folding her pants and leaving them aside, too. She swallowed, and since Oliver had already unhooked her bra… she grabbed the hem of her t-shirt and pulled it over her head.

The rush was… as unexpected as it was delicious. Her chest was bare, her breasts hanging in front of her boyfriend’s face while other people were around, too. In her excitement, she was the first to be topless. Well, the first woman to be topless.

Oliver didn’t question it. He groped them directly and gobbled up one of her nipples, sending again currents of pleasure to her head and toes. It just felt so fucking good. The itch in her nipples got scratched just right, especially with how hard he sucked on them and with those little bites.

“Ahn! Mmm! Y-Yes…! Oooh…!”

“Damn, those look heavy,” Mila said, casually sitting next to them, to Oliver’s left, and staring at Fern’s tits. Or at Oliver sucking her tits. Or both. “Are they a problem?”

“Y-Yeah…” Fern answered, her mind all over the place from pleasure as she kept grinding her hips on Oliver’s leg. “Sometimes…!”

“It gets better,” Noelle said, sitting at Oliver’s right. “Again, it’s due to his powers, but eventually your back muscles get stronger. Mine don’t hurt anymore.”

“They still get sweaty in the summer, though…” Grace said.

Yeah, that too.

“Ugh, I’m already a river down here,” Mila said, jumping out of her seat. “Noelle, I’m gonna eat your pussy! Take those pants off!”

Wait, what?

The redhead giggled and slowly began to pull her pants down. “Why me?”

“Why NOT you?” Mila asked back, smirking and pulling on Noelle’s pants until she got them off.

On her seat next to them, Noelle spread her legs and moved the bottom of her panties aside, freely showing her pink pussy to… well, everyone. Mila knelt in front of the redhead, put a hand on her inner thigh and another between her own legs before she dove right in.

“Ahn! Mm… So why is your solution to getting wet eating ME out and not the other way around?” Noelle asked, her face quickly starting to match her hair.

“Because you’re tasty,” Mila replied.

Right beside her and as if it was the most normal thing in the world, Mila was thoroughly licking Noelle’s pussy, and right next to their boyfriend no less. So… when they said this was an orgy, they MEANT IT.

Fern kept her eyes on them for a moment… and found her heart and her pussy throbbing even more.

Oliver smirked, leaned close to her ear and whispered, “Pervert.”

“...” Fern turned back to him and grabbed his face. “Shut up.” She kissed him again, almost shoving her tongue down his throat.

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Chapter 787: Rising intensity.

Man, I’m so glad the girls genuinely enjoy girl-on-girl action, because not only is it hot as hell to watch, but it makes orgies like this more fun and it takes a fair bit of pressure off of me. Like, I have enough confidence in myself to know I can absolutely handle seven girls by myself, but I’m not sure how much I’d… enjoy it. I mean, it would feel good, definitely, but just feeling rushed to move from one to the other or trying to multitask just to maximize time… It’d get dull awfully quickly. I’ve never been one to min-max in games, preferring to make my own fun most of the time. That and progression systems. Nothing beats a good progression system, but I digress.

Anyway, I also wanted to note how… refreshing it was that Fern was just… down for everything so quickly. Well, maybe not quickly, but it still feels fresh to me how Noelle, Alice, and especially Diana had to slowly come to terms with, well, everything. It’s understandable and fair, obviously, but the fact that Fern saw girl-on-girl action and found it hot is… convenient, even if I don’t like to think about it that way. Also, it further proves she’s a huge pervert, which is part of why I love her so much. I mean, I was thinking all that while having my mouth full with Fern’s nipple and titflesh, so it goes to show we’re meant for each other.

“Mm… Let me… Let me take my pants off, too,” Fern said. “You know, before I… ruin them even more.”

As she got off of me, I turned to see Grace and Alice already naked and in the hot tub, sharing a few playful kisses and gropes. Across from us, on the other couch, Diana and Sarah were chatting, each with a drink in hand and still fully clothed.

“It’s hard to say if it’s hard or not yet,” Sarah said. “These past three days have been some very basic introductions.”

“And the people in your class?” Diana asked.

“Some are fun, some are weird, one is particularly annoying.”

“Ah. Him?”

“Yeah. I might need to bring out the secret weapon soon if he doesn’t stop bothering me.” Sarah sighed. “But I don’t want to talk about that. Not now.”

“Of course. You’d prefer watching the show in front of you,” Diana said, smirking and looking at us.

“I would,” Sarah said, pressing her thighs together.

From their point of view, they were seeing Fern’s pants coming down along with her underwear, giving them an excellent view of her large, shapely and toned ass. From my point of view, I saw sticky threads of fluids breaking off from her pussy and her panties, her wet thighs giving faint reflections of the dim lighting in the room.

“Oliver,” Noelle spoke, turning her head to loot not at me, but at my crotch. She reached out and openly fondled my erection over my pants. “It’s not fair she’s the only one.”

My cock twitched at her touch and I felt my body go weak for a moment. I think I was even at risk of coming from it, had I not forced the orgasm back. That’s how high my arousal was.

I swallowed hard, raised my hips and pulled down my pants as Fern was setting hers aside. In a moment, both of us were fully naked.

Fern stood there, feeling a bit awkward yet excited and aroused. She looked down at my erection with a smile. “Um… Should I…?”

“What do you want to do?” I asked her, inviting her to take the lead.

Fern shuddered, threw herself at me, straddled my lap again and guided my cock inside her, bringing down her hips on me with a clap of flesh on flesh. Her pussy was scalding hot, it wrapped around me and squeezed hard, pulsating as she bounced on top of me.

She held my head and pushed my face against her chest, more for her own leverage than anything else, but I was very happy to be there anyway. I got my arms around her waist and my hand on her ass, groping it hard while she brought it down over and over on my hips.

“Oh my…” Diana muttered, sounding genuinely surprised.

“Holy…!” Sarah said with a faint gasp.

Besides that, the room went quiet. I didn’t hear anyone talking, didn’t hear anyone moaning. Well, anyone besides Fern. She was breathing deeply, trying to keep her voice in check, but the tip of my cock hitting deep inside her, pushing against her cervix with every fall, made it impossible to hold out for long.

“Fuck…! AHN! MHM!”

I caught one of her nipples in my mouth and sucked on it hard, just how I’d learned she liked it. My hands hadn't stopped squeezing her ass, and I even started matching her rhythm, grinding my hips back and forth to reach even better places for her.

We both came together, bodies shaking and burning. I let out the first, thick load inside her quivering pussy, all while we held onto each other tightly.

…

We didn’t stop, though.

My cock was still hard and I continued rocking my hips. Fern did the same, grinding on top of me while we turned to share a deep, hungry kiss even as our orgasms shook our bodies.

“I needed your cock so much…” Fern whispered in between licks and kisses. “How’s my pussy?”

“So fucking good,” I whispered back, my mind hazy from pleasure. “You want it from behind now, don’t you?” I teased with an emphatic grope to her left butt cheek.

“Yesh…” she said, her tongue rolling around mine. “I like doggy… I want it hard…”

I cupped her tit, teased her nipple and kissed her neck. “Put your hands on the table behind you.”

“Mhm…” She nodded and, while she struggled to pull away from me from a lack of both strength and willingness to, did as I asked. And as she did, I don’t believe she even noticed the looks the others were giving us.

The lust in the room was so thick, I could almost quite literally taste it.