[Spirit of Lust 2] Chapters 288 & 289. (Patreon)

Chapter 288: About the meeting.

Yes, seven people was definitely too many. My room was simply too small, but we had to make do. Mila, Grace, Sarah and Alice were on my bed, Noelle was sitting on my desk chair, Isabelle brought her own chair from her room (which already gave us less space to move around) and I ended up sitting on the floor, right next to my bed and between Mila’s legs.

“So? Spill it! How was it?” Isabelle asked them.

“Better than we expected,” Mila said, sighing tiredly. “Your mom is intense.”

Isabelle grinned. “She’s cool, isn’t she?”

“She’s always been nice to us,” Alice said. “But this is the first time I felt intimidated.”

“Yeah.” Noelle nodded slowly. “She was looking at us like she was studying us.”

“I’m so sorry…” I told them.

“Don’t be,” Grace said. “It’s better this way. It means she’s worried about you, and that’s good.”

“Hey, Oliver,” Sarah called me, so I turned my head to see her. She was frowning, looking down and gripping her knees. “I’m sorry.”

I blinked. “Uh? About what?”

“I thought… I thought I understood your social anxiety, but I didn’t.” She swallowed. “I barely said a word in front of your mom. I was… terrified. Not of her, but of saying something stupid, something that would make her hate me.” She bit her lower lip. “I kept thinking that anything I said would make me look bad, so I didn’t say anything and let Grace and Alice do all the talking. It made me realize… Was this how you felt every day?”

I smiled a humorless smile. “Kind of, yeah.”

“If it makes you feel better, Sarah, I was feeling the same,” Grace admitted, throwing herself back on the bed and groaning into her hands. “I’ve never felt so stiff, so… clumsy. I was afraid she’d call us out for toying with her son or something. If she had, I wouldn’t have known how to answer. I never cared about getting the approval of a boyfriend’s parents, but now? I’ve also never felt ashamed for having sex, but when she started talking about protection I wanted the earth to swallow me.”

“God, same!” Noelle agreed fervently.

“I had that talk with her when I was 17,” Isabelle admitted. “It was as awkward as you think, but she didn’t bat an eye. Mom is just… very serious about certain things. I think she’s afraid we’ll ruin our lives making stupid decisions.”

“I’d be afraid, too, if I had children,” Alice said. “Our parents can’t watch us 24/7, and even if they could, we wouldn’t want them to. It’s only obvious for them to worry about what we’re up to.”

Grace sighed, and in a barely audible voice, she muttered, “That so?”

I was either the only one who heard her, or the others decided to ignore her comment.

“You won my parents over so easily,” Mila told me, combing my hair with her fingers. “I want your mom to like us, too.”

“Yeah,” Sarah agreed. “My mom even wished me good luck when I left the house. Ah, she sends her regards, by the way. Almost forgot…”

I smiled. “I just got lucky. And besides, you’re five people. Of course she’s not gonna be able to get to know all of you immediately. I bet she only wanted to get the formality out of the way.”

“She invited us to stay over for dinner,” Noelle said. “W-We said yes. Do you mind?”

Isabelle and I both flinched and shared a look of horror and panic.

“W-Wait, should we have said no!?” Noelle asked, entering a panic as well.

“N-No, it’s not that!” I told her immediately.

“Oliver and I… We’ve been cooking at home lately, but… We’re still not good.” Isabelle told them. “I should tell mom to order food tonight, right?” she asked me.

“Hey, if it’s trouble…” Alice started, but I stopped her.

“It’s not trouble. We just don’t dare to serve you the trash we make.”

“You’re exaggerating,” Sarah told me. “It can’t be that bad.”

“It’s bad,” Isabelle told her. “It’s edible, but it’s bad.”

Mila looked around the room, frowning, then asked. “Does anyone other than Oliver and Isabelle know how to cook here?”

“Eh? Um… I don’t,” Sarah admitted. “My mom cooks too well.”

“Same here,” Noelle said.

“I have a housemaid,” Grace said.

“Me too, actually,” Alice admitted shyly.

“I can’t cook to save my life, either,” Mila said.

“Our generation is doomed,” I said.

“Don’t be so dramatic,” Sarah told me. “Come on, just cook. We’ll eat it.”

“But I don’t want you to break up with me,” I told her.

“You’d need to poison us to get rid of us,” Grace said.

Isabelle and I looked at each other and spoke in unison. “I mean…”

“Okay, now I KNOW you’re exaggerating,” Alice said, laughing. “And I’m curious.”

Noelle grinned. “How about this? If it’s good, I’ll treat you both to whatever restaurant you want.”

Isabelle stood up immediately and began to kick my leg. “You heard her! Come on, we have to get to work!”

“Fine, but it’s your fault if I end up single!” I told her, standing up and going with her.

“Hey, Oliver,” Milla called. “Can we look for your porn stash on your PC?”

“Sure. Good luck finding anything.”

Isabelle and I went to the kitchen while the girls stayed in my room. As we were in the middle of cooking, I remembered.

I didn’t have a porn stash nor should there be anything in my browser history… but there was still the folder with all the photos the girls had sent me.

…

Oh well.

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Chapter 289: Intermission - Girl bonding?

Alice watched her friends gathering around Oliver’s computer with excited smiles.

“Are you really doing it?” she asked them.

“Yes,” Mila answered easily. “Noelle, you do it. I’m not good with computers.”

“M-Me?”

“You’re the least likely to delete something important by accident,” Sarah told her.

“...” Much to Alice’s surprise, Noelle’s hesitation lasted all of two seconds. “Okay!”

The redhead sat down on the desk chair, held the mouse and began to browse their boyfriend’s PC. As for Alice… Curiosity got the better of her, so she joined the group with the giddy excitement of doing something forbidden. Ah, but Oliver did give them permission, so… “Are we really going to find anything?” she asked.

Noelle clicked her tongue in frustration. “His browser history is clean,” she said as she typed on the keyboard with ease. “None of the usual sites show up. I bet he uses incognito mode.”

“I’d be willing to bet he doesn’t watch porn,” Grace said. “At least not anymore.”

“What makes you say that?” Mila asked.

Grace shrugged. “Why would he when he can open up Sarah’s shirt and fondle her boobs at any time?”

Sarah nodded in agreement. “She has a point.”

“But there’s stuff one can only see in porn, right?” Noelle said. She was now browsing all the folders she could find, but so far they only saw games, music, and other programs Alice had no idea what they’d be for. “So far, what do we know for sure he’s into?”

“Mmm… Big boobs,” Alice said, glancing at her own chest and her friends’.

“Harems, threesomes, foursomes, group sex in general with only one guy,” Sarah said.

“Sexy underwear,” Mila added.

“Free use,” Grace said. “That’s the most likely thing he’d watch if he does watch porn.”

“...No folders with those names.” Noelle sighed. “I guess he wouldn’t be so obvious.”

“He let us look because he knows there’s nothing incriminating,” Alice told them.

“Yeah, but there may be something he forgot,” Noelle said. “A downloaded picture, a hard-to-find video…”

“You’re really into this, aren’t you?” Alice teased.

“I’m curious!” Noelle admitted, grinning. Then her eyes went wide. “Oh! Look at this!”

“What? Find something?” Mila asked, leaning closer to the screen.

“There’s a folder named ‘Girls’.” Noelle double clicked on it and inside were four more folders.

Grace read the names out loud. “Causal, Hanging Out, L, N.”

Noelle swallowed and opened the folder named ‘Casual’. Inside were Pictures of Mila, Grace and Sarah. Most of them seemed to be selfies, smiling at the camera, giving a peace sign and stuff like that.

“Hm? What’s this?” Alice asked.

“Oh, these are the photos we’ve sent him,” Mila said. She giggled. “He’s saved them all, huh?”

Noelle’s jaw dropped. “There are like 150 pictures in this folder alone.”

“We sent him plenty when we started seeing each other,” Grace explained. “It was our way to hint that we were very interested.”

Noelle went back to the previous folder, then opened the next one called ‘Hanging Out’. The photos in that one were group pictures of the four of them. Photos taken at school, at the mall, in the street…

Alice giggled. Oliver looked like he hadn’t noticed most of those had been taken.

Mila laughed. “I have to be sneaky. He doesn’t like to have pictures taken, and when he knows he gets all stiff.”

Noelle pouted. “Alice, there aren’t any pictures of us.”

“Well, we haven’t sent him any, right?” She’d have to fix that soon.

“Why is that folder called ‘L’?” Sarah asked.

Noelle opened it, and the meaning of the L became clear to them.

“Oh wow…” Alice exclaimed.

The folder was full of Lewd pictures of Mila, Grace and Sarah. Again, most of them selfies. Sarah in a revealing outfit, Mila pulling on the neckline of her t-shirt to show cleavage, Grace in her pajamas showing some underboob, and much more.

“Oh yeah! That one!” Grace laughed and pointed at a specific picture, one in which she was wearing a red set of underwear in front of a mirror. “I asked him which set he liked best and he picked this one. In fact…”

Grace turned around, walked to Oliver’s closet and began to dig around the drawers.

“What are you doing?” Alice asked her.

“I’ll tell you when I find what I’m looking for.”

“Nevermind her,” Sarah said. “If the ‘L’ is of Lewd, then what’s the ‘N’?

“...Nudes?” Noelle guessed.

It was Nudes. Pictures of Mila, Grace and Sarah either fully nude or explicitly showing something private.

Alice swallowed. “God, you girls are down bad…” She chuckled. “Guess I understand it now, though.”

“About 500 megabytes of pictures of you three,” Noelle said.

“Hah! Found it!” Grace said, grinning from ear to ear.

“Found what?” Mila asked.

Grace stood up, turned around and showed her finding: the same silk, red panties she was wearing in the photo she showed them before.

“Wait. Huh?” Noelle exclaimed.

“I gave these to him the next day. He was SO flustered. And worried that I’d be walking around without underwear. Made me realize he wasn’t like the other guys I’d dated before.”

Alice smiled wryly and crossed her arms. “Just four months and you already have a whole history, huh?”

Noelle fidgeted awkwardly. “I’m a little jealous.”

“Yeah.” Alice had to agree.

Before, when her friends told her about how they were so into Oliver, she could simply be happy for them. Now it made her feel that she really was behind. She wanted to make memories with Oliver, too.

“Well, why not take advantage of where we are now?” Sarah suggested.

Alice raised an eyebrow. “Elaborate.”

Sarah smirked, walked up to Alice and began to unbutton her shirt.

“W-What are you…? Ah!” The lightbulb lit in Alice’s head. “God, you’re so dirty-minded.”

“So are you,” Sarah shot back. “You just need to let it out more. You know you want to.”

Alice chuckled. “Got me there.”

She got her phone, leaned on Oliver’s desk in an attempt of a sexy pose and took a selfie, showing her cleavage. She then turned to the redhead, smirking naughtily.

“Noelle, lift your skirt.”

For a moment Alice expected Noelle to get embarrassed and refuse. However, her friend’s answer was to lift her skirt high enough that her teal-colored panties could be easily seen as she sat on Oliver’s desk chair. Alice snapped a picture.

“Hey, I have an idea,” Grace said.

The five girls all lined up along Oliver’s bed, pants and skirts down and bending over to show their underwear-clad butts. Grace had set her phone on the desk and put it on a timer.

They looked at the picture of their five, lined up butts and laughed together.

“Man, what are we doing?” Alice asked, holding her stomach as she laughed uncontrollably.

“Oh, he’s gonna love it!” Mila said. “Noelle, lay on the bed!”

Noelle seemed to think about it for a second before she went to the door and… locked it. She then stripped down to her underwear.

“Oh hell yeah!” Sarah praised.

It was kind of a shock for Alice to see. Noelle was usually so shy, so reserved… Yet now she was happily going along with this, grinning excitedly.

The redhead lay down on Oliver’s bed, pushing her breasts together with her arms and nibbling her index finger.

“Oooh! Sexy!” Mila praised, taking several pictures.

“Hey Alice, come here,” Grace called her. She had begun to take off her top. “You probably know that Oliver is also into girl-on-girl, right?”

Alice’s heart was racing. She took off her shirt and her bra, just like Grace, and the two pressed their equally huge breasts together as they hugged and smiled sexily for the camera.

Sarah and Mila joined the impromptu photo shoot, too. The five girls took sexy, lewd pictures all around Oliver’s room, alone, in pairs, as a group… They’d gotten so caught up in it that they had to hurry to get dressed when they got called down for dinner.

Maybe it wasn’t exactly a memory with Oliver, but it was certainly something Alice would never forget. God, that was fun.

Oh, and by the way, Oliver and Isabelle’s cooking was completely, 100% nowhere near as bad as they made it up to be. It was actually pretty okay.