[Spirit of Lust 2] Chapters 170 & 171. (Patreon)

Chapter 170: In the bedroom, on his bed.

I had Sarah below me as we furiously made out on my bed. She had her hands on my hair, making a mess out of it as we devoured each other’s mouths. I had one hand on her breast and the other on her thigh. We were all still fully dressed, and Sarah was answering my dry-humping with the rocking of her own hips against mine.

“Already so hard,” Sarah said between moans. “Do you want me, baby?”

“Yeah.” I moved to lick down her neck and towards the bit of cleavage showing on her v-neck black t-shirt.

“Oliver…” Grace sang. She stood beside the bed, lifted the skirt of her red dress and showed me her peachy ass, clad in pale yellow panties. It was so close to my face… And like the greedy, pervy bastard that I am, I groped it and began planting kisses on it, making Grace giggle.

At the edge of the bed, Mila was quietly taking off my shoes.

Sarah began kissing my jaw. “What’s this? Do you want Grace at the same time, stud?”

One could feel the arousal thickening the air in my room. We needed this, even if it was a short 30 minutes. I wasn’t the only one craving for it.

“I’d like to go at it all day, but your family could come back at any moment, right?” Grace said.

“Don’t jinx us!” Mila told her.

“Line up at the edge of the bed,” I told them.

The three moved quickly, understanding what I meant. With their stomachs on the bed and their butts slightly raised, they lifted their skirts and lowered their pants and panties. It brought to memory a crazy moment in a gym’s storage room a couple months back. Grace to the left, Sarah to the right and Mila at the center.

Their pussies were already wet, juices running down their inner thighs. I got my own pants down and led my cock towards Mila. And while I did that, my hands fondled Grace and Sarah’s perfect asses.

A choir of moans filled my bedroom the moment I inserted fingers and my dick. Mila threw her head back, staring at the ceiling while my cock slid in deeper and deeper. Grace and Sarah squirmed and pulled on the bed cover as my fingers moved with delicate motions, stimulating them little by little, slowly making their way to their favorite spots.

“Yes…!” Mila gasped. “Oooh, I needed this! Do me harder!”

The sight of the three girls right next to each other was perfect. My body was getting hotter and hotter. Mila’s pussy squeezed me tightly. I thrusted, pulled back, and thrusted again while also pleasuring Grace and Sarah.

After a minute, I pulled out of Mila and put it back inside Grace. Her entire body shivered, and the intense bedroom eyes she shot back at me while licking her lips sent my heart racing even faster. The sound of my hips meeting Grace’s ass felt so loud I feared someone might be able to hear even outside.

With another minute gone, I pulled out and turned my attention to Sarah, who eagerly welcomed me inside her as well.

“Yes, baby…! Use my pussy! Use it!”

Even as I held Sarah’s waist and pushed my dick deep into her, Mila and Grace had their own fingers between their legs. They watched me fuck Sarah, just as Sarah watched me fuck Mila and Grace just before.

I felt my entire body tingle with arousal. The familiar walls of my own bedroom added to it. This was all happening in my house, on my bed.

Sarah came hard as if to confirm to me that this was all real. Her walls gripped me tightly and her clenched fists pulled on the bed covers and made a bit of a mess.

I chuckled. “I wanted to try edging you a bit, but…”

“Too horny,” Sarah gasped. “Too pent up…”

Mila swallowed. “I’d love to try more of that, but let’s leave it for when we have time at a hotel, okay?”

“Y-Yeah.”

I moved behind Mila and slid my cock in again. I squeezed one of her butt cheeks while my thumb rubbed circles around her butthole. She tensed up and bit on the bed covers, moaning loudly.

Beside her, Grace grinned and moved even closer to her Russian friend. My heart almost stopped when I saw the brunette start kissing Mila’s cheek, her jaw and very, very close to her lips. Mila’s unfocused eyes met Grace’s, and after a moment of hesitation, the girls shared some light, lips-only kisses.

My cock got harder, and I didn’t think it was possible. I instinctively pushed harder and faster into Mila, making her moan into Grace’s mouth and grip my cock even tighter. She came soon after that, going limp on my bed.

Grace grinned at me, taking her hands to her behind and spreading her pussy for me. “Finish in here,” she whispered.

I moved behind her. My breathing had gotten heavier. The tip of my cock met her lower lips and we both shivered. I was ready for my own climax, desperately wanted it, but not before giving Grace hers.

I leaned forward and got my hand under her, on her breasts. I groped them and squeezed them firmly through her dress, letting my finger sink into their softness.

“Yes! Touch them more!” she moaned, rocking her ass against my hips. “Ravage me, love!”

Mila and Sarah suddenly surrounded us, one on each side. Mila started kissing up and down Grace’s neck while Sarah got my mouth, shoving her tongue inside it and holding my head.

“Oh God…! Oh God!”

Grace came with a more intense shaking than her friends, yet just like them, her pussy squeezed me, begging to be filled. And I was ready for it. I wanted it so bad. I felt my own, delightful orgasm rising…

And then we all heard the door on the first floor opening, along with the lively chatter of three girls.

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Chapter 171: Stop. Breath. Act natural.

All the heat in my body turned to cold dread in an instant. The bucket of ice water stole all my arousal. I pulled out of Grace in a panic, and all the girls’ faces mirrored mine.

“Get dressed! Get dressed!” Sarah urged us in hushed tones as she, too, fixed her own clothes.

I pulled up my boxers and… ugh, had to sort of wipe my dick with them. It was the worst. I had to change them. My heart was racing and I couldn’t think straight. After I had my pants on, I was overcome by the fear that my room stunk of sex, so I went to open the window. I looked back and saw that Mila, Grace and Sarah were also dressed already, though helping each other fix the wrinkles out of their clothes and comb their hair with their hands. My own hair always had a bit of a messy look to it, but I still tried to fix it.

“You said your sister would be gone all day!” Sarah chided me.

“She always is! I don’t know why she came back so soon!”

“Cake,” Mila said. “They’re probably here to see Cake.”

I slapped my own forehead. Of course they’d be here for that. Alice and Noelle were coming over more often than before for that reason.

“Okay, everybody calm down. Breathe,” Grace instructed. “They’re still downstairs from what we can hear, right? Let’s take a moment, collect ourselves, and then we go meet them.”

For a moment I wondered if we HAD to go meet them, but I answered my own questions right after. Staying here would be both suspicious and rude, not to mention the girls wanted to see Alice, at the very least. I also had to check up on Cake. She’d not been in the laundry room for more than 20 minutes, but I knew Isabelle was going to question me on why I’d locked her up.

Sadly, “because I was horny” was half that answer, so I’d have to answer with the other half.

The sudden rush of adrenaline was beginning to subside, and as it did, I noticed something… really bad. I was still horny, much more than before, even. I was forced to stop just before I could come, and now my whole body felt uncomfortably, like it had an itch impossible to scratch.

“You’re scowling,” Grace told me, rubbing my brow with her thumb and wearing a frown of her own.

“Sorry.” I sighed and examined the girls.

They all looked well. A little peeved at the interruption, maybe, but well. Maybe it was a biological difference between men and women, or maybe it was that they all got to come at least once, but I could tell they weren’t suffering from the same itch I was.

“Oliver Brooks! Explain yourself!” My sister’s shout came from below. If I was right, it came from the laundry room.

I shook my head to try to shake off the frustration with it and made my way out of my bedroom and down the stairs. The girls followed moments after.

Like we expected, Isabelle was in the laundry room with Alice, Noelle and Cake.

“Why did you lock Cake in here?” Isabelle asked me, cradling the kitten in her arms.

“She was hissing at them again,” I said, nodding to the girls behind me. “We were trying to feed her and brush her, but she suddenly got aggressive again, so I brought her here. It’s been like 15 minutes.”

I noticed my tone of voice, and it kind of surprised me. It wasn’t harsh or rude, but it was firm and left little room to argue. Kind of reminded me of mom’s. Looking back, the… frustration was doing some of the talking there.

“Oh,” Isabelle exclaimed. “I see. That makes sense.”

I shook my head with a soft sigh, then turned to smile at my sister’s friends. “Good morning Alice, Noelle.”

“Ah! G-Good morning!” Noelle quickly said. She looked me in the eyes, turned away and tried again. I had to make sure I was smiling and not scowling again. Or maybe my smile was creeping her out?

“Good morning. Sorry to barge in all of a sudden,” Alice said with an apologetic smile.

Mila then ran past me and went to hug her blonde friend. “Alice!”

Alice laughed and hugged Mila back. “Hey, we saw each other like three days ago.”

“If it’s not every day, it’s not enough!” Mila laughed. “I’m growing used to seeing you more often again.”

“Me too,” Alice admitted with a small smile.

“Um… W-We brought snacks,” Noelle said. “We could go to the living room. If you weren’t doing something else, I mean!” she hurriedly added. Again, her gaze shifted from me to the others and back to me.

Was I doing something wrong? Did I look strange? Oh fuck! D-Did I smell of sex!? I did, didn’t I!? I didn’t smell it on myself, but to someone coming from outside… Oh fuck! Oh fuck!

“Thank you, Noelle!” Grace said. “Sure, let’s go to the living room. There are a couple of things I’d like to ask the student council.”

“Please let me forget about that on Sundays, at least,” Alice sighed.

“A president can never escape their duties, sorry,” Grace said, laughing.

We all turned to go to the living room, with Isabelle carrying Cake with her. But when I turned, I noticed something a little strange.

Sarah’s eyes were fixed on Noelle of all people. Not a glare, as I well knew now, but it could be taken as one with how intense it was. It was making the petite redhead uncomfortable, so I poked Sarah on the ribs.

“Ouch! Hey!” she complained.

“You’re glaring,” I whispered.

Sarah flinched and frowned. “I was… thinking about something.”

What could Sarah be thinking about that she had to stare so intently at Noelle? As far as I knew, they weren’t very close. Not that they didn’t get along, just that they didn’t talk much other than when they were here, at my place.

It was at times like these that I hated how randomly my sixth sense activated. I wanted answers, but I wasn’t getting them.

But maybe that meant it wasn’t important.