Dessert (Part 1)

It was pretty easy to understand what that was about. Noelle was the last one and she had waited long enough. And despite the fact she was the last one, she still waited inside the bedroom for Diana to go get her.

“I hope you’ve left enough space for dessert,” Diana told me. “It’d be such a shame to let it go to waste.”

“Right? Don’t worry, I can have more.” I grinned. “Bring me fruit, please. Strawberries. And bring them… p-peeled?” I said, trailing off at the end there. Diana snickered at that.

It was supposed to be a comparison between Noelle’s red hair and red strawberries, but I wanted her to come without her dress on, so I said ‘peeled’ but you don’t really peel strawberries. That was a failure.

Diana went into the bedroom, and this time I had to wait a little longer. It was obvious why. When she came out, Noelle was naked from head to toes, arms behind her back as she shyly walked towards me.

Much like the others, Noelle had an insanely tantalizing figure. Perfect curves, a big butt, big boobs, really nice legs, and of course, a face so cute it almost felt wrong to think lewdly of her. But said thoughts were inevitable, especially after sharing so many moments with her and seeing her orgasming face.

I rose from my seat and met Noelle half away, putting one of my hands on her hip and the other on the side of her boob.

She giggled and put her hands on my arms. “Oh? I thought that you left me for last because you didn’t want me.”

“What are you talking about? You’re obviously supposed to leave sweets for dessert.” I leaned in and kissed her hard, licking her lips. “And I know no one sweeter than you.”

Noelle blushed deeply, and Diana let out an awed whistle as she came out of the bedroom.

“Damn, that made even my pussy throb,” I heard Sarah say from the bedroom. She was immediately shushed by the others.

On her part, Noelle pushed me all the way back to the sofa. She had me sit down and she straddled my lap, and this time it was her turn to kiss me hard, pushing her breasts against my chest.

Her hard nipples rubbed on me as we made out and drank each other’s drool like it was syrup. I fondled her ass, and when my erection touched her pussy, Noelle eagerly grinded her hips over it. She was soaked down there, her thighs, too.

“I… I have a confession to make,” she said, smiling shyly and staring into my eyes. “I… I already came once.”

I blinked. “Hm?”

“First you called Alice and we all heard her sucking you off. Then you called Mila, Grace and Sarah and I had to sit there and wait while hearing all those erotic noises you were all making. I… I couldn’t help myself. I had to.”

I chuckled and kissed her cheek while stroking her back. “No wonder this fruit is so juicy,” I joked.

Noelle giggled again, then held my face with both hands, pressing her forehead on mine.

“Oliver… I really love this,” she whispered. “This… harem thing. I know I was really hesitant at first, probably because I was sort of the odd one out, but now…” She swallowed. “And it’s not only because I love the others as my friends. I never thought I’d find so many people that would mean so much to me, but here they are.” She breathed deep and bit her lip. “But on top of all that… Oliver… I love you. I love hearing and seeing you fuck the others. I love knowing how good it makes you feel, I love knowing their brains are melting from pleasure exactly like mine does. I love you and I love being your girl.”

I thought my heart was about to explode. How did she make something so arousing sound so heartfelt? Or was it the other way around? It made me want to hug her, kiss her, fuck her… Hell, even marry her.

“What do you want to do now?” I asked her, whispering into her ear and giving it a little nibble.

Noelle shivered. “Anything. Anything you want. Have your way with me.” The smirk she threw at me was almost challenging. “You can’t hurt me.”

It was like she was baiting me into being rough with her. She liked it, after all, but… Honestly, while I do enjoy getting a little rough from time to time, it’s a little too hard for me to play the S in S&M play. But maybe… Maybe there was something else we could do. Noelle wasn’t exactly a total masochist. She liked a bit of pain here and there, being tied up, being manhandled.

I had an idea.

I gently kissed her chin, her jaw and fondled her butt. When I put my hand on the nape of her neck, she shivered and licked her lips in anticipation. I took my hand a bit further up and placed it on the back of her head, pulling her deeper in and keeping her in place as I tenderly slipped my tongue inside her mouth. Then, as she moaned while we made out, I began to stroke her head, petting her.

I rubbed her leg, running my hand up and down her thigh with slow, tender movements. I placed little kisses all over her face while I scratched, or more like massaged just behind her ear.

“Haah…” Noelle let out a soft, drawn out moan. Her hips trembled not from an orgasm, but from the tingling of pleasure running down from her back.

I caressed her cheek while cupping her breast, heaving it and fondling it with the lightest of touches. Not a thing I did to her was rough or painful, yet the effect was much the same.

My sweet, sweet Noelle had the dirtiest, sexiest smile on her face.

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