[Spirit of Lust 2] Chapters 823 & 824. (Patreon)

Chapter 823: Anniversary foursome.

We soaked in the hot tub for a while longer before heading to bed since we were all tired, ending the night of our anniversary right then and there.

…

Yeah, right. Even if I wanted to go to sleep, the girls wouldn’t have let me go, and I definitely didn’t want to. I admit I was a bit tired, yes, but we all know by now that sex is practically a substitute for sleep.

Well, not really. I do still need to sleep, as later testing revealed, but I was able to stay awake without issues for about 48 hours straight before I started feeling tired. It wasn’t an ideal scenario, but it was at least an option.

“Ugh, you fucking bitches, get off of me! Grace half-groaned, half-moaned on the bed as I relentlessly thrust into her pussy from between her legs while both Mila and Sarah sucked on her massive boobs and ran their hands all over her voluptuous body.

“Nope,” Mila said, smirking as she caressed Grace’s moist inner thigh. “The quicker you come, the quicker we switch!”

“Come on, girl, just enjoy it,” Sarah teased, switching to kissing Grace’s neck and whispering close to her while groping her boob and pinching her nipple.

“Fuck… Ahn…!” I could feel Grace’s pussy pulsing around my cock, tightening and sucking me in. I could almost feel her heartbeat itself, her arousal and excitement, but also her desperate, futile fight against her own orgasm. “Come on! We just… started!”

I pushed in with slow, hard thrusts to move her body as little as possible to let Mila gobble up those huge jugs like she was trying to get milk out of them. The Russian girl locked eyes with the brunette as she licked and flicked her tongue over her nipple. “I’m so glad you have huge tits,” she said giggling.

“Fuck… off…! Uhn!” Grace’s hips spasmed and her back arched. Despite wanting it to last longer, her climax hit her in barely a couple of minutes. We completely overwhelmed her. “Ugh… You all suck…” she pouted before giving in and melting further into Mila’s deep kiss.

I let out a soft sigh and pulled out of her smoldering pussy before reaching out to Sarah, I gently tucked some of her blonde hair behind her ear, then pulled her towards me from the back of her head. She smirked, licked her lips and followed, opening her mouth wide to swallow my cock whole.

We both moaned at the same time. I felt the tightness of her throat over and over as she moved forward and back, my hand holding her hair in a ponytail. Her tongue rolled around my shaft every other moment, giving her an opportunity to swallow small bits of drool, but even so some of it began to roll down the corner of her mouth.

“Swallow,” I said, practically an order. A tone I could only use knowing full well how much it would turn Sarah on. She pushed forward until her nose touched my lower belly, my entire length inside her mouth and going down her throat. Then I let myself go, coming right there.

Sarah’s buttocks tightened and her hips trembled as she swallowed it all without a cough or even a single tear. She pulled away with a huge smirk and dazed eyes.

“No fair! Share!” Mila said, jumping on Sarah and kissing her shiny lips.

“Sorry… Nothing left…” Sarah said in between licks. “Went right down my throat. Didn’t even get to taste it.” Even so, she was squirming with delight.

“Aww… Well, at least it’s finally my turn,” Mila said, looking back at me and sawing her cute butt.

“Hey, hold on! We agreed I’d go after Grace,” Sarah argued.

“But you already came! Don’t think I didn’t see those quivering hips!”

“That has nothing to do with my turn,” Sarah said.

“Oliver!” Mila turned her head back to me for help. However…

I pushed them both down on the bed, Mila on top of Sarah, their breasts pushed together. I gave Mila’s ass a good squeeze and a harmless slap. “She’s right, Mila. That has nothing to do with her turn.”

Sarah smirked victorious while Mila’s eyebrows rose with the shock of betrayal as I plunged my cock inside Sarah’s tight pussy. It welcomed me like it had been waiting for days and closed the doors behind me to never let go.

“Fuck yessss…!” Sarah moaned in bliss.

Mila pouted for a moment before leaning down to continue making out with Sarah, finding her hands and interlocking fingers with her.

“I thought you were mad at me,” Sarah teased.

“I’m horny, Sarah. Horny!” Mila said, trying to satiate her lust.

As for me, Sarah’s thigh grip and the wonderful sight of two stunning blondes furiously making out had me on cloud nine. I kept thrusting into Sarah over and over while groping Mila’s butt, which did the opposite of calming her and only turned her on more.

A couple of soft globes pressed against my back and two arms hung over my shoulders. “How’s that pussy?” Grace asked me, kissing the side of my neck.

“Tight,” I answered.

“Tighter than mine?” she asked.

“A bit. But she came just a second ago,” I told her.

“Don’t give me excuses.” I felt her lips grin against my skin. “Fuck that tight pussy hard. Then give Mila what she wants so you can come back to me.”

“I thought you were mad,” I teased, turning to her and pecking her lips.

“It’s hard to stay mad with my head spinning from pleasure like that,” she said, giggling.

After a while, Sarah had her second orgasm, which she rode with a squirm from head to toes and a strong moan against Mila’s lips.

I pulled out of Sarah with a hard, throbbing and soaked cock and warned Mila of what was coming with my thumb touching her butthole. She flinched, tensed up, then looked back at me with a huge smirk while getting comfortable on top of her orgasming friend.

I pushed my cock with almost no effort into Mila’s asshole, aided by the mix of juices, Mila’s comfort with the act and a subtle bit of magic. I went in raw and felt the strange and different kind of pleasure while holding firmly onto Mila’s waist.

“Yes!” Mila shouted. Her back arched deeply and she threw her head back, biting her grinning lips. “Fuuuck, it feels even bigger in my ass…!” she giggled and moaned at the same time.

Since Frey told me her magic helped not only as perfect birth control but ensuring ideal hygiene as well, I could enjoy raw anal with Mila free of worries. And honestly, though I mainly started doing it with her because she wanted it… I’ve come to enjoy it a lot more these days.

I took a deep breath and began to thrust into her, not unlike I would if I was fucking her pussy. It was tighter, and strange, yet smooth and incredible.

“Fuck, that’s a naughty face you’re making…” Sarah tased, looking up at her friend.

“It just… feels so fucking good…!” Mila moaned loudly. “Ugh, it’s so different… but it still reaches… Oh, fuck!” She lost some strength and fell on top of Sarah again. The athletic blonde wrapped her arms around her and licked her chin.

“You want him to come in your ass?” Sarah asked her.

“Fuck yeah…! I want it!” Mila answered eagerly.

“That’s so nasty…!” Grace said, laughing.

“I know.” Mila looked back at her with a smirk. “I love it.”

Hearing her say it turned me on even more. I held her hips firmly, burrowed myself deep inside her and came with a low groan, filling her ass with cum. Mila’s entire body shook on top of Sarah, who gently rubbed her back and kissed her neck.

I pulled out slowly and closed my eyes for a moment, trying to enjoy the pleasure running from my head to my toes, feeling my body warm up and my heart slowly try to settle into a steady, slower rhythm… but someone didn’t let me.

It was my turn to get pushed onto the bed. I opened my eyes to see Grace straddling my hips and lining up my cock with her pussy. She smirked at me. “Round two, love.”

I took a deep breath, then grabbed Grace by the waist and pulled her down on my cock, driving myself inside her.

“Round two,” I echoed.

It was gonna be a long night.

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Chapter 824: And another important anniversary.

I dozed off by like 6:30 am, I think, and only because the three girls had already fallen asleep. I rested my eyes for a moment, and the next thing I knew I was in the all familiar dreamspace, shaped after the sex room where I’d fallen asleep. I think Frey just liked the place more than anything else.

I saw her sitting on the couch with a drink in hand, just like last time. I went over and sat beside her, finding a glass of what looked to be whiskey sitting on the table waiting for me.

“You know, our own anniversary was technically yesterday, but I thought it more appropriate to come talk today,” Frey said.

I picked up the glass and we clinked ours together. I took a sip and, what do you know, it tasted like actual whiskey, if only in a dream-like way.

“Sorry, I didn’t think of a way to celebrate it.”

“It’s fine. I don’t think it’s something we should celebrate, anyway,” Frey said, sighing.

I frowned. “How come?”

“We ended up getting along, and we’re in as ideal a situation as we could be. I didn’t have any of this in mind when things started, actually. Honestly, my own plans were a lot less wholesome, but you made things work. But… let’s not forget, Oliver. I possessed you without you knowing, in a moment of weakness. I threw your life upside down, made everything complicated. Again, we made it work, but it all started from my own selfish desires. I’m glad I did, and I’m glad to be where we are, but I’m not going to celebrate it.”

“...” I suppose I could understand it. To Frey, I was just a fitting host that happened to be there at first. She only started to… care about me further down the line. “Alright. I get it. For what’s worth, I’m glad you’re here. You’re like a big sister to me. You know that.”

“Ugh, and I hate that it makes me kinda giddy,” she said, scoffing and taking a big swig from her glass. “But I’m glad to be here, too. It’s good for me, but… I like seeing you grow, kid. Hah, if your mother could hear the stories I could tell her!”

I grimaced. “Please don’t…”

“By the way,” Frey continued. “Remember that thing about claiming territory? I’ve got it stabilized. We shouldn’t be seeing any more of that weird phenomena… unless you want it, of course. It’s your territory and you can do what you want in it. It’s also functionally a security system, so if anyone you wouldn’t want here sneaks in, then it’s lights out for them.”

“T-THEY’LL DIE!?”

“No, you dingus. They’ll just go to sleep.”

“O-Oh. Then… that’s good.” I let out a sigh of relief and took another small sip of my drink. Never been a huge fan of whiskey. It’s too strong, burns my throat and kinda tastes like cologne. But sharing a small glass with someone every now and again… it’s nice. “I think… I’m starting to get used to this magic and supernatural stuff.”

“I wish you weren’t, to be honest,” Frey said. “Sometimes I think things would be better if we’d kept things simple. You, Mila, Grace and Sarah. No one else. We keep ourselves at a low level of power and avoid drawing attention.”

I chuckled. “Maybe. It would’ve been simple.” I took another sip and waited for the burning feeling to leave my throat. “But it’s too late now. I’m not giving up on any of the girls.”

“I know, and I’m not complaining. It’s just… a thought that comes to me sometimes.”

“Can’t say I relate to that.”

“Yeah, sure you don’t.”

We chuckled together and remained quiet for a moment.

“Oliver… Keep your eyes open, okay?”

I frowned again. “What’s this about?”

“I don’t know. Just a feeling.”

“Last time you had a bad feeling…”

“That Julian kid, I know.” Frey nodded. “It’s not like that this time, but… Like I said, just keep your eyes open. You’re getting strong enough that you might draw attention without even trying.”

I grit my teeth and gripped the glass harder.

“Okay, now relax,” Frey added. “I didn’t want to say that because I knew you’d get tense, but I if I just ignore this feeling and something DOES happen I won’t forgive myself and neither will you. Caution doesn’t mean you have to be paranoid 24/7. If something sticks out, you’ll know.”

I forced a sigh out and took a deep breath, trying to relax. “Right.”

“Now, for a drastic change in topic…”

“Come on, give me a break…”

“Oh, so you don’t want me to warn you about the potential side effects of having children?”

One of my eyebrows shot up along with my heart rate. “Excuse me?”

“I’m a Spirit of Lust, Oliver. All things sex are my domain, even the happy aftermath.” Frey said proudly. “I can control if it happens or if it doesn’t. What I CAN’T control, though… is that they’ll very likely be born with some manner of magical power.”

My jaw slowly began to drop as I started to process this… new information Frey had only now deemed important enough to share.

“Look, I figured I should say it since you’ve been thinking about the future a lot,” she continued with a shrug. “It may not happen, but the chances of a child of yours being born with the natural ability to wield some manner of power is extremely high. Since you’re not biologically an incubus and the girls are all normal humans, too, you don’t have to worry about things like horns and wings, but I’d advice against keeping magical power a secret from them. Otherwise, they might use it without knowing. It’s all about rasing them well, isn’t it?”

“...” I set my glass down and rubbed my face over and over. And over and over. Then I let out a drawn out groan into them. “Just when I started to get comfortable with the idea, you drop this bomb on me.”

“Yeah, that’s why.”

“I… I can’t have children who can use magic! Isn’t that like having a baby born with a gun!?”

“The baby with the gun would probably be less chaotic, actually…”

“AAAAAAAAAGH!” I groaned loudly. “That’s it. I’m never becoming a father.”

“Good luck giving that news to the girls…”

Fuuuuuuuuuck.

“Oh, relax,” Frey said. “It’s not like they’ll be born breathing fire and crushing fingers (probably). It’ll be like any developmental process. They’ll just… have one hell of a puberty.”

This is just great…