[Spirit of Lust 2] Chapters 849 & 850. (Patreon)

Chapter 849: Letting loose.

Fern was holding her phone up, the camera pointed at us, but I wondered how much of me was actually in frame. Diana and Sarah were all over me from the left and the right, bodies pressed closely against me as they took turns kissing my neck and my lips. Then there was Grace, looking like she was having a great time eagerly pressing my dick between her tits and pumping it with a nice, fast rhythm.

“For how much he likes boobs, we don’t give him many titjobs, huh?” Alice casually said.

Noelle snickered. “Maybe it’s because he’d rather grope them or have them right in his face.”

“Yeah, like we don’t have enough pairs among us all to do all that at the same time…” Mila said.

Fern giggled. “It looks better than I thought it would in real life, though. I thought it’d be messier.”

Grace stopped bouncing for a moment, slowing down her chest’s movements. “Since my tits are big it’s pretty easy. But since his dick is also big, the head still sticks out. Not that I’m complaining…” She grinned, lowered her head and began to roll her tongue around the tip of my cock poking out of her boobs.

I felt a delicious chill running through my body, and my hands groping Sarah’s and Diana’s butts began to squeeze harder.

“Mmm…!” Sarah moaned loudly, nibbling my lower lip. “There…!”

Diana chuckled. “So much for having an off day. His hands are already moving like usual.”

Yeah, my brain was already turning to mush, my cares getting blown away and my body was moving instinctively. I began to thrust my hips into Grace’s tits, and she stuck out her tongue to lick my dick as it poked out.

“Come on, love. Give it here,” Grace said. “Let me swallow it…”

With the combined pleasure of their bodies against me, it only took me a couple more minutes to reach my climax. Grace wrapped her lips around my cock and took it all, swallowing with loud gulps and a heavy final gasp.

“Oops. I spilled some…” she said, looking down at her chest.

Sarah moved away from me, knelt down next to Grace and began to lick the drops of cum off of the top of her friend’s tits. The brunette even lifted them up a bit to make it easier for her.

Sarah then licked her lips. “There, all clean.”

“Thank you. Now… None of you mind if I take a seat here, right?”

Grace stood up and turned away from me, showing me her back. She looked back at me for confirmation and I answered with a smile and a wordless nod. Grace sat down on my lap, using her hand to line up my dick her her slit before sinking down on it.

“Mmm…! Oh, yes…!”

“Look at you, hogging all the fun…” Diana moved closer to Grace and groped one of her boobs.

“Sorry, but I had to…” Grace said, squirming from pleasure. “Doing that turned me on so damn much…”

I let out a low grunt, held firmly onto Grace’s waist and  again began to thrust my hips into her.

“Oh!” The brunette yelped from surprise, suddenly feeling my cock hit her even deeper.

“Well, it clearly turned him on, too…” Sarah said, taking a seat to my right again.

And she was right. Instead of satisfying me, that first orgasm broke a dam. Whatever it was that had been holding my libido in check was snuffed out of existence and all I wanted now was to let myself feel the overwhelming bliss of sex.

Maybe it was because they felt my hunger, or maybe they just felt like it, but Sarah and Diana went back to being all over me, this time pushing their boobs against my face and letting me suck on their nipples as much as I wanted, all while thrusting into Grace’s pussy from below.

“Are you getting all this, Fern?” Alice asked,

“The angle’s not great from here,” she answered, standing up to move around us. I caught her grinning from the corner of my eye.

“Ugh, this is too much!” Mila groaned and raised her hips to start pulling down her pants. “It’s one thing to watch them fool around, but seeing this is getting me WAY too wet!”

“Oh?” Alice exclaimed.

“Mila, please, have some decency…” Noelle teased.

The two girls surrounded Mila and scooted closer to her. Before she knew it, Alice and Noelle were helping her off her clothes, letting their hands roam all over her body and planting kisses on her neck and shoulders.

Fern, noticing, had to turn the camera from us to the girls.

“You’re all crazy,” she said, giggling with glee and a soft little hiccup at the end. Diana had cut her off from drinking some 30 minutes ago, but she was clearly still tipsy.

And speaking of, whatever lightheadedness I had from the alcohol was also thrown out the window. I felt wide awake and capable of feeling everything around me with crystal clear clarity. I suppose the effects of sexual energy on me are practically immediate…

“Oh… Oh…!” On top of me, Grace went stiff as a board as her body shook. Her climax was intense enough to make her lose balance and fall back against my chest, legs spread.

Again, Fern turned the camera to us. “Wow, that’s nasty!” she teased, moving closer to zoom in on Grace’s quivering pussy.

“You’re having a lot of fun, huh?” Diana asked her.

“Yep!” Fern’s tone was way too cute for what was happening in the room.

“Mmm… Feeling good, love?” Grace asked, languidly trying to turn her head back to look at me.

“Yeah,” I said. “And you need a rest?”

“Give me five minutes…”

“It’s gonna be more than five minutes, you know?” Sarah said, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me on the jaw. “Since it’s my turn now.”

Diana chuckled. “I might actually time you just to see if you can last.”

Even if this wasn’t the most comfortable place to be doing this, the idea of just dropping everything and going at it no matter the place had always been a turn on for me. In that sense, this was pretty great.

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Chapter 850: A morning incident.

My bed is pretty damn big, but realistically speaking, there should be no way that eight people can comfortably sleep on it. Still, we did. All eight of us slept on my bed that Sunday night and had a shockingly restful night. No kicking, no snoring, no  pulling of the bed sheets… Either it’s further proof that we’re all meant for each other or this is yet another one of those hidden passive effects that Frey’s powers seem to have. You know, like the effect sexual energy has on the girls’ periods.

I was the first to wake up, not out of a sense of obligation, but because I felt better than ever. No lethargy, no lack of energy, no discomfort. I felt energized and ready to do anything.

Really shows how big of an impact being properly ‘fed’ made.

I could’ve stayed in bed a little longer, but we’d need to start getting up in like 20 minutes and, like I said, I had so much energy that I needed to start moving again, so I stealthily got out of bed without waking anyone up.

First order of business, like usual, was feeding Cake and Red… which made me notice that neither of them was around to hurry me up. That was a bit out of the ordinary, but not too strange. What WAS strange was walking down the stairs to the first floor and seeing Red burning a hole in the front door with his stare.

“Um… Red?” I called.

His ears were up and they twitched when he heard my voice, but he didn’t turn back to see me. He was standing there, a couple of meters away, practically unmoving and growling softly every other moment. I looked around and saw Cake next to the stairs, tail up, back slightly arched, also staring at the door.

Of course that put me on high alert.

I carefully snuck a peek out the window to see if there was anyone out front, but I didn’t see anyone. I remembered what Frey had said about this being my territory, claiming it as my domain and what it would do against intruders. She’d also been saying that I should be more cautious, but hadn’t specified. I ended up remembering the loud, gunshot-like sound I’d heard a couple of weeks ago, too.

My heart began to race, but I forced myself to stay calm, breathe deep. I went to the door, and Red was forcing himself outside the moment I opened it. For a second I hesitated to follow him, but I cursed myself before I did.

Red ran directly towards the gate before he started barking at something on the floor. As I approached… I saw what it was.

Two grown men passed out on the grass, wearing black clothes and balaclavas.

“What…? Who…?”

I felt a mix of fear and cold anger rising in my chest. The mere idea that people would try to break into our house for whatever purpose was just…!

“Excuse me? Is someone there?”

The voice came from behind the gate, from outside the plot. It sounded like a woman, and Red started barking at her, too.

I wasn’t sure if I should be answering or not.

“I heard a man, so… Is Oliver Brooks there? I’m sure that this is all extremely unsettling… but I can explain. Those two tried to break in, I tried to stop them. I… didn’t make it in time. You can give Mr. Luke Allen a call for confirmation. Tell him…” The woman sighed heavily. She sounded frustrated. “Tell him Lucy White failed and had to make contact.”

“...” Luke, huh? Why doesn’t it surprise me that he’s involved? Well, good thing I was carrying my phone already.

I hoped Luke was awake already, but if he wasn’t, then too bad.

“Oliver,” Luke answered. His tone already said a lot. He wasn’t surprised at all that I was calling. “I’m sure you have questions.”

Of fucking course I did, but I took another deep breath to calm myself. Don’t go venting your frustration on people who don’t deserve it, Oliver. At least wait and confirm that Luke deserves it.

“Who’s Lucy White?” I asked him.

“A covert bodyguard I assigned to you and your family some weeks ago,” Luke said. “Joseph Milán, one of my competitors, continues to be as petty a man as I’ve always known him to be. I was worried he’d try something after you put him in his place at that coffee shop, so I had Lucy watch over you all from afar.”

I… think I remember Luke saying something like this. Rather, he was going to, but stopped himself and said he’d take care of it and that I shouldn’t worry. Was this what he meant?

“So these two guys passed out by my front gate were sent by the creep?” I asked him.

“It’s a bit complicated. Lucy can give you a better idea of what happened. I trust her like I trust you, Oliver. Please don’t be too hard on her. If you have any complaints, direct them towards me. I’ll meet you whenever you say. I’m at the hotel right now.”

“...” I groaned. “Can you come over to my place this afternoon?”

Maybe it was my heightened state of alert, but I felt that if we were going to talk about supernatural stuff or whatever, I might as well have the territory advantage. It’s not exactly that I didn’t trust Luke, but… That he was having people watch us without telling me said that he was more than willing to make unilateral decisions based on what he considered was the correct course of action. I admit, I was a bit mad.

“I will be there. Thank you.”

I hung up and let out a heavy, tired sigh. There went all the energy I woke up with.

“Lucy, right?” I spoke to the woman behind the gate. “Give me a moment. I’ll open up. Um… Are these two…?”

“They’ve been passed out there for the last three hours,” she said. “They won’t be going anywhere any time soon.”

“...” I looked at Red, whose attention seemed to be divided between the women behind the gate and the two men on the grass. “Stay here, boy,” I told him, patting his head.

I went back inside the house to get the remote for the gate, then opened it when I was able to hold Red back by his collar. Didn’t want him to jump at the woman the first chance he got, at least not if she was someone Luke sent.

I watched carefully as the gate slid open automatically, revealing the person behind.

…

Oh.

Oh no…

Not again…

Not another one…