[Spirit of Lust 2] Chapters 23 & 24. (Patreon)

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Chapter 23: Early morning encounter.

I was at the school gates, walking in and listening to music when I felt someone tap me on the left shoulder. I took off my headphones and turned, finding no one. Confused, I turned to my right only for someone to bop me on the nose with a finger.

“Man, those things are good,” Sarah said, pointing at my headphones. “I was calling you and you didn’t hear me.”

I blinked. “Sorry,” I told her. I hung the headphones around my neck and turned off the music on my phone. “Good morning, Sarah.”

“Yeah, good morning.” She smiled and the two of us walked to the classroom together. Only halfway there did I notice how casual that whole interaction had been. “We have P.E. tomorrow, don’t we? That’s gonna be annoying.”

I frowned in confusion and tilted my head.

“Our P.E. outfits are white shirts and blue shorts, right? It gets all the guys staring,” she explained.

“Ah.” I understood.

“Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind being looked at, but that’s only when I dress for it. Thankfully summer will be over in a couple weeks and we’ll switch back to long pants.”

I nodded in agreement. I didn’t like shorts because it hurt more when I tripped.

“Mmm… But I guess I don’t mind if it’s you who’s looking,” Sarah said, shooting me a teasing grin.

I felt my ears heating up, but instead of flinching or looking away like I know I would’ve done had someone said that to me two days ago, I looked at Sarah with a small, shy smile and asked, “Can I really?”

“As much as you want.”

I swallowed. Right then Sarah was wearing the usual summer uniform consisting of a plated dark blue skirt, a short sleeved white shirt and a tie that matched the skirt. It was light and it certainly drew eyes to her, but P.E. uniforms had the appeal of rarity. We only got to see them once a week, so they gave every girl a different aura.

By the way, for the male ‘summer’ uniform we still had to wear a blue jacket over short sleeved shirts, only this one was lighter than the one for winter. It was still hot though, so most students left it hanging on their chairs for most of the day.

Once in the classroom, I went to my seat out of habit, but hadn’t considered that Sarah would follow me. I sat down on my chair and Sarah sat on my desk, watching her phone. The fact that she was here with me at all while there was no one else in the classroom made me notice something.

“Um… You don’t normally arrive this early, right?” I asked.

“Oh, you’ve noticed that?” Sarah asked, surprised. “Now that I’m in senior year my parents think I should help more at the store, so they have me open up early in the mornings.” She groaned. “Now I have to wake up an hour early every day. What a pain.”

I winced.

“Oh? I thought you were an early bird,” she said.

“Only because…” I pursed my lips and looked around the still empty classroom. People wouldn’t start arriving until 07:30, so in about 15 more minutes.

“Riiiight. You like the solitude.”

“I don’t… like it, per se,” I said. “It’s just… more comfortable.”

“You know… I do agree to some extent,” Sarah said, getting off my desk. “With no one here, no one can interrupt us.”

She held my cheeks and pulled me into an unexpected kiss, but after yesterday I felt more prepared for this kind of stuff. It only took me FIVE whole seconds to get my bearings and start kissing her back. I loved the way her tongue moved around mine, the taste, the lightheadedness…

I didn’t know if I had it all along or if these girls were making me develop a serious kissing fetish.

Our lips parted, and Sarah looked at me with a hungry grin. “More of this later?”

I nodded wordlessly.

We stayed silent for the majority of the time, save for when Sarah would show me pictures and memes she found funny on her phone. Grace and Mila arrived just a couple of minutes before the bell rang. They came up to Sarah and me to greet us and I couldn’t help but notice that our classmates were looking at us.

There was a lump in my throat. Was is really so weird, so shocking that I’d be hanging out with someone? Was it such an event that everyone had to look on like it was a spectacle?

The teacher arrived and class started, but it was honestly difficult to care. It was what I meant before when I said there’s a disconnect between students’ lives and what teachers see. The teachers want us to pay attention, study and get good grades because it’ll help out futures, but how could I concentrate on what he was saying when all I wanted was for the bell to ring so I could go to the old music room with Sarah, Grace and Mila?

I had to force myself to wait in my seat a few moments after the bell rang. I didn’t want to seem too eager or desperate. I’d heard girls didn’t like that sort of stuff. After calmly putting my books away, I stood up and walked over to the girls.

“Shall we?” Grace asked with her usual sweet smile.

The four of us went directly to the old music room. When we were all through, Mila locked the door. “10 minutes isn’t enough time to do much, is it?” she said.

“You two hogged him yesterday,” Sarah said, hugging me from behind and deliberately pressing her tits against my back. “So it’s my turn today.”

“Well, Oliver and I have something of a deal,” Grace said. She traced a finger along my lips while she grinned teasingly. “So I won’t do anything until he does his part.”

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Chapter 24: Continuing with Sarah.

I remembered what Grace was talking about. She had said that if I spoke to her more, she’d show me more than just some underboob. Meanwhile, I had Sarah holding me from behind, wanting me to pay attention to her. I was spoilt for choice.

“Wait, when did you make a deal with him?” Mila asked. “What’s that about?”

“We chatted a bit before I went to sleep. I just gave him a little incentive for him to talk to me more.” Grace explained.

“W-Wha? You were talking last night…?”

“Texting back and forth, yes. I might have asked his opinion on… a few delicate topics,” Grace said with a mischievous and teasing tone.

Mila looked back and forth between us, pursing her lips and frowning at me.

“Enough of that!” Sarah moaned and turned me around to face her. “Let’s continue from where we left off earlier.” She licked my lips and dragged me back to the mattress. She kissed me ferociously, leaving me no room to breathe but I wasn’t complaining.

Yesterday, the girls had been the ones to lead and dictate everything. They made out with me, they let me touch them, they sucked my dick… I wanted to return the favor. I didn’t want to be the only one feeling good.

“S-Sarah,” I started. “Would… Would you like me to…”

She caught on the fact that my eyes were glancing down to her crotch. Her grin was fierce. “Wanna eat my pussy, Oliver? You’ve probably never done it, huh? Fine, I’ll let you practice on me.” She laid back on the mattress, lifted her skirt and showed me her black panties. She then pulled them down and got them off along with her shoes. “Come here and get a good look,” she said, spreading her legs.

I’d had sex with all three of them, I had even fingered Sarah before, but that was my first time actually SEEING a vagina. Like, actually seeing what it looked like in real life. I spent some time simply looking before daring to touch, moving her labia to see deeper inside. She was already wet, either from us kissing or from me watching and touching.

Mila and Grace sat on chairs and started to casually play on their phones while Sarah and I were… occupied.

“Had your fill of looking?” Sarah asked. “Come on, let’s see if you’re as good at eating pussy as you are at kissing.”

The smell drew me in, dispelling any hesitation I had left. I started by kissing her inner thighs, inching closer and closer to her pussy. Her lightly shivering body told me I was doing something right. I ran my tongue along her slit and I heard Sarah suck in a shaky breath that also made Grace and Mila look away from their phones. I did that a few more times, tasting her juices and somehow finding them to have a very light sweetness. I spread her legs further, gently, and slid my tongue inside her pussy.

“O-Oooh…” Sarah moaned to the ceiling. I went at it a little harder, making her let out an even louder moan. “Oooohh!!”

“Shhhh! Not so loud, you idiot!” Mila said.

I stopped for a moment to shake my head. “This was the music room,” I said, taking the chance to catch my breath. “It’s sound-proof so long as the windows are closed.”

“Thank fuck,” Sarah laughed. “Keep going, Oliver!”

I resumed my efforts, practically tongue-fucking Sarah’s pussy for a long moment before I decided to switch targets. I carefully spread her folds and found the little nub. I flicked my tongue over it and Sarah’s legs began to shake.

“Oh god! Fuck yes! Oliver! Oliveeer!!!”

Then I went for the kill. I started to suck on her clit and Sarah went absolutely crazy. She held tightly onto the edges of the mattress to prevent herself from thrashing about and her hips rose against her will.

“FUCK! FUCK!” she cursed as her orgasm rocked her from light head to curling toes.

We all looked on as Sarah slowly regained her composure, catching her breath while still having a couple of aftershocks that made her tremble with pleasure.

“That looked intense…” Mila said, and I noticed she had her legs pressed together.

“…Last time I came was at Thomas’ birthday party,” Sarah gasped. “God, how I needed this! Come here, Oliver.”

Sarah spread her arms and beckoned me closer. I swallowed, and though I was careful while crawling on top of her, she pulled me in and shoved her tongue in my mouth again. “I don’t know how you do it…” she said between kisses, “but that was fucking incredible. Thank you.”

My heart skipped a beat at her words and the look she was giving me. Her gaze was soft, tender and locked on my eyes. Her smile small, tired and ecstatic. She held me close to her, not caring that I was on top of her and might be too heavy.

“Hey, Oliver…” she started, but Grace interrupted.

“Awww,” she pouted. “And here I just wanted to have a nice chat with him, but you just had to keep his mouth busy.”

“Don’t force him to talk if he’s not comfortable,” Mila said.

“I’m not, though. He said himself he wanted to talk more, remember?”

Sarah blinked, her eyes regaining some of her focus. “How much time do we have left?”

“About three minutes,” Mila said, looking at her phone.

“So not enough for him to do either of us,” Grace sighed. “A shame. I got wet just from watching that. And I see so did you, Mila.”

Mila flinched and pressed her legs together even more. Her face was red as a tomato.

“I think a trip to the restroom is in order,” Grace giggled. “That should give Oliver a few minutes to cool down before class.”

It was like she was a mind reader. I really, really wanted to do more, but knew we didn’t have time. I didn’t want to go back to class with a huge tent on my pants, so I nodded to Grace’s suggestion before remembering I had to talk more.

“That’s… a good idea,” I said.

Grace smiled at me and after waiting for Sarah to fix her clothes, the three girls left the old music room, leaving me alone for a few minutes.