[Spirit of Lust 2] Chapters 179 & 180. (Patreon)

Chapter 179: Keeping things clear.

“Did I royally fuck up?” I asked Thomas that very next day during the first recess. We were on the stairs leading up to the school’s rooftop. Alone.

“I wouldn’t say so,” the big man answered, rubbing his chin. “But I still think you should bring it up to the girls anyway. Better safe than sorry, and boy you’ll be sorry if you keep this to yourself.”

I nodded. “That was always the plan.”

After I accepted Noelle’s invitation to a fighting game event next Sunday, my mind kept running circles over the idea. Mainly, whether or not it was right of me to accept or not. After all, it would just be the two of us. Well, the two of us in a place full of other people, but you get what I mean. On top of that, if what Thomas believed was right, I had accepted the invitation of a girl who… may have a crush on me. And as you may know, I have three girlfriends.

I had a hard time sleeping that night.

“Sometimes I think I’m jealous of you,” Thomas said, “but at times like these, I’m glad I’m not in your shoes.”

“I’m not sure I like having a social life anymore.”

“Suck it up. Be a man and talk to the girls. Own up to your actions and take responsibility.”

“That’s all really easy to say for a man who’s single.”

Thomas laughed. “It has to have SOME perks, right?”

I sighed. “If the girls seem upset about it, I’ll tell Noelle something came up and I can’t go. I don’t like it, but it is what it is. However… Say that they don’t mind. What should I do?”

Thomas made an exaggerated head-tilt. “Go to the event. What else?”

“Not what I meant! What I’m saying is… I get the feeling it’s gonna be awkward.”

“Oh, for sure.”

“What should I do?”

“I dunno. You’re the ladies’ man.”

“You’re a real help.”

Thomas bowed. “Anytime.”

“You suck.”

Thomas grinned. “Payback for your teasing whenever I go to the coffee shop.”

“Maria asked me about you the other day.”

His eyes widened and his jaw half-hung. “D-Did she? What did she… ask?”

“I’m not telling you.”

With that, I started making my way down the stairs.

“You always need to have the last word, don’t you?” Thomas grumbled, following.

***

I went to the girls that second recess. No point in postponing it, no matter how nervous it made me. It was worrying to think that it might upset them, not to mention I felt awful about it. It could also make them angry, which was just as bad.

I worried that they would eventually get tired of me, that they’d leave me for someone else one day. That feeling was going away over time, the trust I had in them growing every day, bit by bit. The last thing I wanted was to give them those same worries.

We talked in an empty hallway on the third floor, in an area where clubrooms were. No one would be coming here at this time.

“Why so nervous?” Sarah asked me. “You look like you were caught doing something wrong.”

“What is it?” Grace asked.

“...Yesterday, Isabelle, Alice, Noelle and I were studying at my house,” I began. “When we were done, Noelle… invited me to go to a fighting game tournament with her this Sunday.”

They all blinked in surprise.

“Noelle asked you out on a date?” Mila asked.

“What? No!” I answered immediately. “She was asking her friends if they’d go with her. When both said they couldn't, my sister suggested I go with her.”

“Did you… Did you give her an answer?” Grace asked.

I nodded while rubbing the back of my neck. “I said yes, but if you’re not okay with it, I can tell her something else came up.”

“Why wouldn’t we be okay with it?” Grace asked.

Sarah grinned. “Don’t tell me you’re looking for an excuse to get out of it, Oliver. I thought you were past that sort of stuff.”

“That’s not it! I’m actually curious about what an event like this is like. But I thought…”

“Oliver, it’s fine.” Mila said, giggling. “Go. Have fun. It’s not like we think you’ll get stolen from us.”

I grimaced. “Are you sure? The last thing I want is make you uncomfortable.”

Grace chuckled. “I’d say this goes in the opposite direction, actually.”

The opposite direction?

“You want to get used to getting along with other people, right?” Sarah asked. “Then go.”

My nerves and guilt slowly began to drift away. I could sense this really wasn’t making them uncomfortable, and that they were earnestly encouraging me to take these steps to grow.

I don’t deserve these girls. And yet I couldn’t shake off the odd feeling that… that wasn’t the whole story.

“Noelle, huh?” Mila said. “She’s always been shy, but she used to be even more reserved.”

“Hm? I thought you didn’t know her well.”

“We were in the same class during our sophomore year. We worked on some group projects together. We weren’t close, but we got along well.” Mila grimaced. “She was just… It was boring talking to her.”

“Boring?” I asked, feeling a slight sting in my chest.

“It’s… kind of shameful to admit, but I had a hard time talking to people who didn’t share my interests. Whenever we spoke, she would tell me things that I just couldn’t pay attention to. I don’t even remember what she used to say.”

I felt my own chest tightening up. “That’s…”

“Awful,” Grace said, finishing my sentence. “Oliver, you’re free to ignore Mila from now on.”

Sarah nodded. “Give her a taste of her own medicine.”

“W-Wait! That was back then! Back then! I’ve changed!”

The girls had a hearty laugh, and while I chuckled along, I couldn’t help but sympathize and wonder. Did Noelle go through stuff similar to what I experienced? How did she handle it?

I was growing more curious.

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Chapter 180: Relief.

“Hmm!! Yes! Yes! You like that, love?”

“God, yes!”

Grace’s voice filled the hotel room. The large bed barely even creaked under us as my girlfriend rode my cock with two weeks’ worth of pent up desire.

I held her waist and watched her tits bounce as she brought her hips down on me over and over. Her pussy desperately squeezed my cock, sucking me in and making me believe it would melt in that furnace.

Grace arched her back, supported herself with her hands on my thighs and began rocking back and forth. “Mmmm! God, I love your cock!”

“You’re gonna make me come already,” I told her between gasps.

“Do it! Fill me, love! I need your cum sloshing inside me!”

The rush of my orgasm hit me like a truck. It was worth resisting the urge to masturbate all this time. Fuck, I came to hard I was seeing white.

Grace’s soft, quivering body fell on top of me. Our lips came together as if pulled to each other and our tongues met in a familiar dance. God, her lips were sweeter than honey.

“Why are your lips so tasty?” Grace half-mumbled in her post-orgasmic daze. It was like she was reading my mind.

“I was wondering the same. I don’t want to stop kissing you.”

Grace grinned into our kiss and caressed my cheek with the back of her fingers. After a couple of minutes, she rolled off of me with a heaving chest. “I need to use the bathroom now. Unless you’ve developed some brand new kinks in these past two weeks.”

I threw a pillow at her, and she caught it with a hearty laugh before she got off the bed. I got scared when I saw her almost lose her footing to wobbly legs, but she got a hold of herself quickly. I got off the bed as well and walked out to the private terrace.

To celebrate the end of midterms week, the girls and I made a special reservation at our love hotel of choice. They prepared everything so we four could use their most expensive suite for five hours. We almost wanted to make it an overnight stay, but doing so would involve a lot of lying to our families. Not to mention I still had to wake up early the next day for the gym and later work.

By this time, Thomas’ party probably hadn’t quite started yet. When he invited us and we all unanimously declined, he was a little disappointed. Isabelle was going, though.

When I stepped out into the roofed terrace, I caught sight of an interesting scene in the hot tub. Sarah and Mila were heaving their breasts and staring at each other’s chests.

“Are you sure they haven’t gotten bigger?” Mila asked Sarah.

“My bras still fit,” Sarah answered. “They might be a little tighter, but it could just be my imagination.”

“Can breasts grow after 18 years of age?” I asked, casually stepping into the tub.

“There are cases,” Sarah answered, moving closer to me. “And if hormone levels change, then they can grow even more.”

“Is that so?” I held Sarah’s tits and gave them a gentle squeeze.

“Would you rather I was a titty monster like Grace?” she asked me.

“I’ve told you. You’re perfect as you are.” I leaned down to kiss her cleavage, both to prove my point and because she had a very sexy cleavage.

“Mmmm. But you like them big, right?” Sarah moaned and moved her hand down to my cock. In the hot water, she stroked me slowly while I continued planting kisses on her chest, neck and lips.

“And you think yours are small?” I asked.

“I think she’s developing a bit of a complex,” Mila said, hugging me from behind and rubbing her own chest on my back.

“I’m not,” Sarah assured. “In fact, bigger tits would be a bother.”

During all the playful groping and caresses, we eventually ended up tangled in a three-way kiss. Mila’s tongue licked Sarah’s as much as it did mine. Their chests were pressed against mine, and my hands fondled their butts as we relaxed in the hot tub.

“Hey…” Mila spoke quietly. “Do you think we can finally try it today?”

“Oh shit!” Sarah laughed. “Finally going through with it?”

“If you’re going to,” Grace interjected, walking out onto the terrace in her birthday suit, “Remember to use lube AND a condom. Ass to pussy is a real danger, and I don’t think we’re done here.”

“Yeah.” I nodded. Thankfully, the hotel provided both.

Grace brought them to us. It’s… a bit shameful to admit I had trouble putting on the condom. It was, after all, my first time using one, shockingly enough. It felt strange, but I had to admit I felt a bit more comfortable with the idea of anal if I was wearing a condom.

Still inside the hot tub, Mila stood up and then bent over, propping herself on the edges of the tub and pointing her peachy ass towards me.

Sarah was the one who applied the lube to my dick, at her insistence. She was generous with it, stroking me and coating my condom-clad cock in a healthy amount of lubricant.

“This is kind of exciting,” Grace said, sitting close on the edge of the tub, eyes on Mila’s butt.

“It’s embarrassing that you’re both watching…” Mila said.

“Relax,” Sarah told her. “It’ll be worse if you’re nervous. Or so I’ve heard, at least.”

I reached out and began fondling Mila’s butt. A mix of gentle caresses and hard squeezes made mer let out sexy little moans.

“Ready?” I asked her.

“Ready.”

It was surprising how easily it went in. I pushed in slowly, scared to hurt Mila, but given her reaction, I had little to worry about.

“Oh…! Oh! Ooooh!” She trembled and had to force herself to stay still. Her back arched and her head turned to the ceiling. “God, what’s this?”

‘What’s this?’ indeed. It felt so, so strange, so different. Colder, for starters, and… tighter. Despite the lube, I could tell there was more friction. And yet… It was good.

Behind me, Sarah held my shoulders and kissed my neck. “So? How is it?”

“Different,” I said, letting out a gasp. “But good.”

“Move, Oliver,” Mila said, pleading. “Start moving.”

I did. I began with slow, gentle thrusts. Simple back and forth movements, yet Mila’s voice was already getting louder.

“Oh God! Oooh God! Yes! Mmmm! Harder!”

“Oh my!” Grace giggled. “She already wants it harder.”

“Give the girl what she wants, baby,” Sarah whispered in my ear. “Fuck that sexy piece of ass like you own it.”

My head was spinning. I never believed it could be this good. Save the comparisons and discussions of preference for another day. Right then, I wanted to feel more of it.

I began to move faster, to thrust harder. Either the lube was doing a fantastic job or there was something else to this, but we had no issues. At no point did Mila complain about it hurting, and moving was relatively easy.

I held Mila’s waist as I thrusted. My hips and thighs met her ass with loud slapping sounds. The water under us shook and rippled. Mila kept groaning in pleasure.

“Fuck! Fuuuck! I feel so full! It’s… Ugh!!”

My lover came, and so did I. I felt her tightening around me as I shot my load inside the condom. I pulled out slowly, and Sarah was kind enough to remove the condom while I was coming out of my orgasmic daze.

Her legs trembling, Mila sat down at the edge of the tub as she enjoyed a few aftershocks of her climax. Our eyes met and I leaned forward to kiss her. She wrapped her arms and one leg around me as we made out.

After a while, she swallowed nervously and asked me. “S-So? Did you like it?”

I nodded. “I still had my reservations, but… It was amazing.”

She grinned from ear to ear. “That means we can do it again?”

“Oh no. Not now, missy,” Sarah interjected, pulling me away by the arm and sticking her tongue out to her friend. “It’s my turn.”

The girls laughed and I took a deep breath. Still around four more hours to enjoy this.