Intermission - They meant it.

In a strange place, in a hidden room, with people she was only just starting to know… participating in an orgy. It sounded unbelievably shady, yet Fern dove straight into it. Because even if it sounded shady, it didn’t feel shady. One could chalk it up to the connection with Oliver, mostly, but the other girls were really trying to make her feel welcome.

Fern didn’t want to overthink it anymore. They had all done everything to prove to her how genuine their interest in her was, and Fern… Fern wanted to be here, try to be part of this. And of course, the most important thing of all, she wanted Oliver. She wanted him badly.

She felt a wave of intense feelings wash over her. His feelings for her. He wanted her just as badly, in every sense, and… he loved her. Early as it was, he loved her. And Fern was just as crazy about him, too.

Lust and euphoria began to take over, and encouraged by the others, she let them. They moved to one of the couches and Fern straddled his lap.

Just kissing him was like a ****. She tasted him and drank the mix of their saliva like it was nectar. The feeling of his bare chest, his pecs on her hands made her shiver. Her nipples hardened and burned with a desire to be touched, pinched, sucked. She aggressively grinded her crotch over his with flexible hips. And all this with his other girlfriends around, looking and listening while they each did their thing and it was all getting so wet it was seeping through her panties to her black jeans.

Then all of a sudden, she felt her bra inside her T-shirt loosening. Oliver’s hand was behind her, but… not under her top.

Fern smirked and laughed. “How did you do that?”

“Um… practice,” he admitted sheepishly.

“You should’ve seen him at the beginning,” Mila said, teasingly. “He didn’t even know some bras can unhook from the front.”

“Man, he was so innocent back then…” Grace sighed longingly.

“Now he’s practically a sex demigod, maybe even literally,” Sarah said. “And speaking of which, are you two sure you want to sit this one out?” she asked Grace and Alice, who were standing by the hot tub.

“We’re not exactly sitting it out,” Alice said, beginning to unbutton her blouse. “We’d just rather not do anything… vaginal.”

“Don’t they say that it’s totally okay to have sex during your period?” Noelle asked.

“Yes. It’s also a literal bloody mess, and I hate it,” Grace said “I, Grace Valentine, owner of this pussy, declare it closed for maintenance for the next few days.”

“We’re down for anything else, though,” Alice said. “Besides, Grace had a light orgasm earlier just from watching Oliver making out with Fernanda and Diana. She’ll be fine.”

Everyone laughed, not in a mocking way, but just from how… out there that sounded. Even Fern and Oliver chuckled against each other’s lips.

Fern glanced towards Alice and Grace and saw them undressing, getting ready to get in the hot tub. Sarah and Mila were folding her pants and leaving them aside, too. She swallowed, and since Oliver had already unhooked her bra… she grabbed the hem of her t-shirt and pulled it over her head.

The rush was… as unexpected as it was delicious. Her chest was bare, her breasts hanging in front of her boyfriend’s face while other people were around, too. In her excitement, she was the first to be topless. Well, the first woman to be topless.

Oliver didn’t question it. He groped them directly and gobbled up one of her nipples, sending again currents of pleasure to her head and toes. It just felt so fucking good. The itch in her nipples got scratched just right, especially with how hard he sucked on them and with those little bites.

“Ahn! Mmm! Y-Yes…! Oooh…!”

“Damn, those look heavy,” Mila said, casually sitting next to them, to Oliver’s left, and staring at Fern’s tits. Or at Oliver sucking her tits. Or both. “Are they a problem?”

“Y-Yeah…” Fern answered, her mind all over the place from pleasure as she kept grinding her hips on Oliver’s leg. “Sometimes…!”

“It gets better,” Noelle said, sitting at Oliver’s right. “Again, it’s due to his powers, but eventually your back muscles get stronger. Mine don’t hurt anymore.”

“They still get sweaty in the summer, though…” Grace said.

Yeah, that too.

“Ugh, I’m already a river down here,” Mila said, jumping out of her seat. “Noelle, I’m gonna eat your pussy! Take those pants off!”

Wait, what?

The redhead giggled and slowly began to pull her pants down. “Why me?”

“Why NOT you?” Mila asked back, smirking and pulling on Noelle’s pants until she got them off.

On her seat next to them, Noelle spread her legs and moved the bottom of her panties aside, freely showing her pink pussy to… well, everyone. Mila knelt in front of the redhead, put a hand on her inner thigh and another between her own legs before she dove right in.

“Ahn! Mm… So why is your solution to getting wet eating ME out and not the other way around?” Noelle asked, her face quickly starting to match her hair.

“Because you’re tasty,” Mila replied.

Right beside her and as if it was the most normal thing in the world, Mila was thoroughly licking Noelle’s pussy, and right next to their boyfriend no less. So… when they said this was an orgy, they MEANT IT.

Fern kept her eyes on them for a moment… and found her heart and her pussy throbbing even more.

Oliver smirked, leaned close to her ear and whispered, “Pervert.”

“...” Fern turned back to him and grabbed his face. “Shut up.” She kissed him again, almost shoving her tongue down his throat.

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