Let’s play some more (Part 1).

Yeah, that last bit was a bit of a screw up on my part. Everyone’s mood soured a little at the idea of me dying from… sex starvation, and I know for sure I wouldn’t be happy to listen to the girls talk about the possibility of them dying. Diana took the matter into her own hands and shut me up before I could crew up anymore, so big thanks to her.

Her wet, naked body against mine and the taste of her tongue made my dick throb. Even after three orgasms, my lust wasn’t decreasing. Every climax was great, somehow both exhilarating and relaxing at the same time. But soon after coming down from that high, the hunger from another grew.

Interestingly enough, it isn’t as infuriating as it sounds. It’s not like infinitely scratching an itch that doesn’t go away. It’s more like… eating the best meals without getting sick or even full.

Like eating for the pleasure of eating, this was sex for the pleasure of sex. That’s what I am now, and there’s no denying it or even a point to resisting it. I think I still have a hard time coming to terms with it, though, still seeing myself as the awkward shut-in from a year ago who’d never be liked by a girl, let alone seven.

But… being able to go from making out with Diana to making out with Fern in an instant, just by pulling her closer to me… It was literally having my wildest fantasies come true.

Fern put her hand on my chest, rubbing it as I sucked on her tongue. At the same time, Diana was kissing my neck while she found my cock underwater, stroking it and feeling it throb in her hand.

Smothered on both sides, I was in heaven. I was switching back and forth between kissing Fern and kissing Diana while groping their tits and their thighs, and we were slowly getting caught up in our own little world. I like foreplay. It’s fun.

“Hey, Mila, do you still have that truth or dare app installed?” Sarah asked.

“Ah! No, I don’t!” Mila said, sounding pissed. “They had an update that toned everything down and made it so damn boring! And I paid for the thing, too!”

“Oh, that sucks,” Noelle said, sounding just as offended.

“You want to play truth or dare, Sarah?” Alice asked, chuckling.

“Last time we did it was fun,” Sarah said.

“It was,” Grace said. “I’m sure we can come up with things ourselves, though.”

“Do you three want to play or are we getting in your way?” Mila asked teasingly.

I broke my kiss with Diana and looked at her. She smirked, glanced at Mila, saying, “I’ll play,” before she went back to kissing my shoulder. I got shivers.

I turned to look at Fern, who was smiling excitedly yet trying to hold it back. “I’ve… never played truth or dare before,” she said, still clinging onto me, my arm comfortably between her boobs. “I want to play, but I’m a little nervous.”

“Nervous? After… everything?” Noelle asked her, chuckling.

“Yeah, I suppose it’s dumb to be nervous by now,” Fern admitted, laughing.

“Who’ll start?” I asked.

“Oliver, truth or dare?” Mila began, answering the question.

“Um… truth,” I said.

“If you could only do it in one position with each of us, which position would you choose for whom?”

“Oh, that’s a good question,” Sarah said, nodding in approval.

“She had it ready, too,” Alice said, laughing.

“So… a different position for each of you?” I asked. Mila nodded. “Ugh, that’s tough…” I gave myself a moment to think about it, trying not to get distracted by Diana stroking my cock and Fern’s kisses close to my ear.

“Let’s see… Missionary with Mila, lap sitting with Grace, carrying against the wall with Sarah, prone bone with Noelle, standing from behind with Alice, cowgirl with Diana and doggy with Fern.”

Fern grinned against my neck. “Really? Doggy with me?”

“You like it and your butt is too damn sexy,” I told her. She giggled.

“Against the wall with me, though?” Sarah asked, conflicted. “I mean, I love it, but I can see it getting uncomfortable after a while.”

“Well, duh,” Mila said. “I love missionary despite it being vanilla as hell, but I’d want to change things up, too. The question’s just for fun.”

Diana nibbled my ear playfully. “Do you really like how I ride you that much?”

“Yeah…” I said, swallowing.

“Can I switch positions with Grace?” Alice asked. “If it’s the only position I’d ever be able to do, I’d like to be able to sit.”

“Back off, the couch is mine, he made his choice,” Grace said.

Noelle giggled. “I’m okay with prone bone, actually.”

“Okay, Oliver, you go,” Mila said.

“Let’s see… Noelle, truth or dare?”

“Truth,” the redhead said.

“You livestream using an avatar, so nobody sees you. Have you ever streamed in your underwear or something like that?”

“Oh wow, I can’t believe we’ve never asked her that,” Grace said, laughing.

Noelle blushed and fidgeted. “N-Not in my underwear, but I have streamed a couple of times wearing a skimpy, pajama camisole. I hadn’t even brushed my hair. It was an early morning stream…”

“I swear, you’d get a much bigger audience if you used an actual webcam and showed just a bit of that massive cleavage of yours,” Mila said.

“Probably,” Noelle admitted. “I’d also get a lot more weirdos watching.”

“That’s true.”

“So it’s my turn now?” Noelle asked. “Um… Sarah, truth or dare?”

“Dare me,” the blonde said.

The redhead looked at me, down at my crotch under the water and licked her lips. “Think you can… give Oliver an underwater blowjob?”

“Can I?” Sarah smirked and licked her lips. “Have I ever told you you’re my favorite, Noelle?”

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