[Spirit of Lust 2] Chapters 400 & 401. (Patreon)

Chapter 400: Lunch.

When Isabelle and I decided to learn how to cook, we relied mostly on tutorial videos and online recipes. Mom knows how to cook and she’s very willing to answer when we have questions, but she leaves the brunt of the learning to us because it’s something WE decided to do. While cooking with Diana, though, she was happy to tell me in detail how and why she did what she did, which was very helpful.

She taught me her way of slicing and chopping onions and vegetables, which might sound simple, but I still ran into the issue of inconsistent size and thickness when I did it.

It was a very strange and distracting experience, though. We were in her kitchen, but she was still only wearing panties and a T-shirt and I was only wearing pants, remaining shirtless. I often caught myself staring at Diana’s bare legs or the silhouette her breasts formed on her T-shirt. I also caught Diana looking at my chest or my butt, so we just laughed it off and decided to let the other’s eyes wander as much as they wanted.

Diana led the process and I only helped a bit, but I felt like I learned a lot. She was preparing roasted chicken breasts with a white wine sauce and mashed potatoes with onions, carrots and small pieces of broccoli.

“Didn’t you say we’d be having lasagna?”

“I’d rather save that for dinner. Unless you want it now?”

“No, I’m fine with anything.”

I admit, I was just a little disappointed because I wasn’t the biggest fan of mashed potatoes. I wasn’t an overly picky eater in general, so I still ate mashed potatoes, but I didn’t really enjoy them. Still, I wasn’t about to voice a single word of complaint.

When the preparation was ready, Diana put the chicken in the oven and got ready to mash the cooked potatoes. I was also ready to help, but instead, Diana asked me something else.

“Oliver, there’s some sealed raw meat in the fridge. Can you serve a packet on Red’s bowl over there and take it to him while I finish up here?”

I raised an eyebrow. “Raw meat? It’s it dangerous for dogs?”

“It can be, but I order this specifically for dogs. It’s safe. He eats usual dog food twice a day, but I give him some raw meat on weekends at lunch, too. Could you do that for me?”

“Yes, of course.” I eagerly accepted because I wanted Diana’s dog to like me, if possible. I still remember how I had to reprimand Cake when she hissed at the girls the first time she met them.

“Ah, and… put on a shirt before you go out.” She smiled wryly at me. “One of my neighbors is known as The Hinge.”

“The… Hinge?”

“If she’s not at the door talking to people, she’s at the window, looking out and generally being really nosy.” She chuckled. “She’s a good lady, but it’d be best if she didn’t see you shirtless in my backyard.”

I nodded. “Good point. But… you’re okay with her seeing me at all, then?”

“She might comment on and gossip about me seeing a younger man, but we’re not doing anything wrong, are we? I don’t mind.”

It was a relief to hear. My hunch from the other day seemed to be correct. Once Diana decided on something, she did it right, no half-assing it.

I went to the fridge and found a number of air-tight packages with ground meat in them. I asked Diana if the one that said ‘lamb patty’ was okay and she said yes. The package had Red’s name printed on it along with information on the meat’s contents. It said it was 80% lamb meat, 10% bone and 10% liver.

“This must be expensive,” I commented as I cut open the packet with a knife and served the meat in Red's metal bowl. I’m sorry, but with stuff like this my frugal side overpowers me.

“A bit, but I only give it to him on weekends, not every day. Remember how I told you my dad used to breed horses? We take animal nutrition seriously. Although…” She sighed. “I did have to ask Maria to lend me some money this month so I could finish paying my lawyer. Good thing my pay is about to increase.”

“Oh, that’s nice.” Good for her.

I put on my T-shirt and went out the backdoor. Diana’s backyard was very reminiscent of my own, only better taken care of. The grass was trimmed, the wooden fence was in perfect condition and there was even a grill with a table and chairs. Red heard the door and came out of his dog house, long ears pointing up in curiosity. Man, he was such a beautiful dog. He looked healthy and his coat seemed to shine.

I set the bowl down but stayed relatively close. Red sniffed around, getting closer to his bowl until he confirmed his meal was there. He licked his lips and dug in, crewing on the half-frozen ground lamb with gusto. Seeing him made me want to have a dog of my own, but we already had our hands full with Cake. 

I watched Red eat without interrupting. It was tempting to pet him, but I was still a stranger. Better not push it, I thought. But then Red finished his meal, and the dog began to sniff me.

“Sorry, boy. That’s all for today. I’ll give you another treat later.”

Red turned around and walked away, so I thought that was that. But then I saw him picking up a ball in his mouth and bringing it to me. He set it down on my feet and began to jump around, barking playfully. I swear, being liked by women is a blessing, but being chosen like this by animals is another thing entirely.

I happily picked up the ball and threw it. Red ran after it at lightspeed and brought it back, dropping it by my feet again and looking up at me with his tongue out, his ears up and his bushy tail wagging dangerously quickly.

I… spent like 10 straight minutes playing with him. He didn’t get bored or tired in the slightest. I threw the ball in different directions, sometimes even lobbed it at him and he caught it in the air, which was damn impressive.

“Oh no, now I lost you…” I heard Diana say. I turned around and saw her standing there leaning the doorframe, arms crossed. Ah, and wearing pants. “I was wondering what was taking so long. Now he’s never gonna stop, you know?” Still, she was smiling as she watched Red coming back with the ball.

“Sorry, I… got caught up in something,” I said sheepishly. “Okay, Red. Just one more.” That last throw turned into the second to last one, then the third to last one… 

“Oh God, I really am stuck here…”

Diana chuckled. “Told you.”

“Okay, this really is the last one, Red!” I told the dog, but his playful barking and jumping clearly said my opinion didn’t matter. I threw the ball and made my tactical retreat into the house. Diana closed the door behind me.

“Ugh, now I feel bad again…” I said.

Diana laughed. “What, you spoil your cat like this, too?”

I blinked. “No, actually. Huh.” I guess it’s easier to spoil a pet when you’re not the one responsible for it. Never thought about it that way.

I washed my hands, went to sit with Diana at the table in the dining room and the two of us had lunch.

Now, this might sound like I’m only saying it because I’m really into her, but I swear it’s not. Diana’s cooking completely made me change my opinion on mashed potatoes. It was so damn good! Everything was, really.

I hoped I’d get to learn more from her in the future.

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Chapter 401: Eternal seconds, ephemeral hours.

So here’s another point against condoms: They can run out.

It was still only 5:00 pm and we were down to our last one. Part of it was on me for only bringing a box of 12, but in my defense, I made each of them last.

Diana’s naked chest heaved with every deep breath she took. She squirmed languidly on the bed after the latest orgasm we shared, one in which I had raised both her legs as I thrusted in.

I sat at the edge of the bed, the last sealed condom in hand, and let out a drawn out sigh. Part of it was that, yeah, it was the last one, but another part was that an empty box of condoms meant I had come 11 times already. I usually lost count, but having hard proof put it in a different perspective. I’m not complaining, but I really am a freak.

Diana sat up and hugged me from behind. She rubbed her tits on my back and kissed my cheek. “There’s a convenience store close by. Should we go buy more? Or you could give in and do me raw…”

I smiled wryly. “Don’t tempt me, please. I don’t have it in me to say no more than twice.”

We laughed and fell on the bed together, hands roaming and lips locked. Diana moaned happily into my mouth, grinning and caressing my back. “Like I said, I’ll get an IUD soon. Then we won’t have to worry.”

“...Speaking of, there are a couple things I almost forgot I wanted to talk to you about.”

“You sound serious. What is it?”

I shook my head. “Nothing bad, just… I was wondering what we’d do from today forward. I mean… You work all week, don’t you? How will we meet?”

Diana swallowed and nodded. “I’ve been asking myself the same. I’ve been working different jobs, but my schedule has stabilized and it’s mostly the usual 9 to 5 with some exceptional cases. My weekends are free as well.”

“I work until 8:00 pm on Tuesdays and Thursdays and practically all Saturday.”

“And you also divide your time among the other girls, right?” she asked.

“...Sort of, but not really. We usually hang out all together if we can. We have a club room of our own at school, so we usually stay there for a couple hours after classes when we’re not busy.”

Diana nodded in understanding. “I see. So that’s how you make it work, huh?”

“I…” It was hard to get the words out. I didn’t want to force Diana into anything she didn’t want, but… “Sorry, I’ll be blunt. I’d like you to be part of our life, if possible. I… don’t want ours to be a relationship I keep separate from the others. I know it’s asking way too much, but…”

Diana leaned in and kissed my forehead. It was a gentle, calming kiss that lingered for a long moment. When she pulled away, she met my eyes with a beautiful smile. “I’m ready to do that. Or… give it a serious shot, at least.”

“R-Really?”

“I told you, didn’t I? I fantasized about us being together before we even spoke for the first time. I knew you were with other girls, so… I just imagined that would be something I’d become part of if us being together ever happened. But I also told you I don’t want to mess with what you have with them, so I was also ready to keep my distance if you thought it was for the best.”

I closed my eyes and pressed my forehead against hers. “Sorry to be so difficult to date…”

Diana chuckled. “That’s my line, don’t you think? You’ll have to deal with my awkwardness from now on.”

“What are you saying? You haven’t been awkward the whole time I’ve been here.”

She smiled. “Really?”

“Yeah. I’ve had a great time.”

“...I feel at ease when I’m with you, but… The other girls…”

“They’ll love you, I’m sure.”

“I hope so. I’ll give it my best shot.” She kissed me. “Because now I’m sure that this is what I want.”

I grimaced. “...And there’s one more thing.”

Diana winced. “Let me guess. Your family?”

“My mom in particular, yes. I decided not to hide your age and she… wasn’t a fan. I know it’s way too early, but she’s worried and wants to meet you. Mom’s not unreasonable, though, and honestly, I think she’ll love you, too. She really respects thoroughness, compromise, responsibility and hard work. I’d say that’s a pretty fitting description of you.”

Diana smirked and shook her head. “You’ve known me for a day, Oliver. How are you so sure that’s me?”

“I can tell. Let’s say it’s one of my many talents.”

“Seriously, and Maria called you awkward…”

“Well, you make me feel at ease, too.”

Diana gave me a quick peck on the lips before rising. She picked up the sealed condom on the bed and tore it open with her teeth as she straddled my hips.

“Alright, you need to stop talking,” she said, putting the condom on the tip of my cock and rolling it down on my hard shaft. “It’s not good for my heart.”

Me? Stop talking? The world really had been turned upside down if I of all people was getting told that. Also, had she said that to the me from four months ago, it would’ve done serious damage to my confidence. Now, though, I understood what she meant.

Diana raised her hips, pressed the head of my cock against her lower lips and slowly sank down, biting her grinning lips and taking a deep, nasal breath as she took all of me inside her.

“Now I’ll do this properly,” she said.

I chuckled. After lunch, we came back to the bedroom and Diana rode me as promised, but she was not satisfied with her own performance, even though I told her it was good. This was her third try and already her movements were more fluid and more confident. She rocked her hips back and forth at the same time she moved up and down.

I put my hands on her thighs and let her do her thing, enjoying the feeling of her pussy clamping around me and sucking me in. And man did Diana look erotic. The weight of her perfect, curvy body coming down on me, her small, ecstatic smile and flustered cheeks, her supple breasts bouncing up and down…

Bouncing…

Bouncing…

I could count with one hand the number of times something like this happened in my life, but I let my intrusive thoughts ask the question for me.

“Hey, can you… lick your own nipple?” It wasn’t a request, it was pure curiosity. Diana, however, held one of her tits, lowered her head, stuck out her tongue and effortlessly licked her own nipple while maintaining eye contact with me.

I… didn’t expect to like that as much as I did. My dick twitched inside Diana and my fingers grabbed tighter onto her thighs.

“Fuck, this is so good…!” I gasped.

Diana smirked. “Yeah… Just stay there and let me do the work now…” She swallowed and licked her lips. “After this last condom is gone, I’ll give you all the blowjobs and titjobs you want.”

Diana kept moving, rocking her hips and bringing them down on me, but she soon began to grow tired. I moved my own hips a bit, matching her slowed rhythm.

She came again, her legs quivering even after she fell on top of me. I held her close and rubbed her back. Diana squirmed and rubbed her own body against mine, my cock still inside her. “Keep going…”

I couldn’t blame her for being tired. If I had come 11 times so far, she would have experienced at least double that.

I moved slowly, rocking my hips and planting kisses all over Diana’s face. She purred tiredly, but her pussy kept clenching and squeezing me hard.

“You’re so naughty…” I teased her.

“You make me want to be…” she replied.

Our lips met, and minutes later, I had my own climax. Diana giggled as the condom inside her filled up.

We rested, talked more, played with each other some more and ate vegetable lasagna for dinner. Single seconds felt eternal, yet minutes turned to hours in the blink of an eye.

I had to leave at around 9:30, taking one of the last buses. We knew we’d see each other again, and we had spent almost an entire day stuck to the other, but pulling apart was still agonizingly difficult.