Intermission - Watching videos (Part 4).

That video only lasted about two hours, but in those two hours Fernanda watched Oliver handling three girls like it was natural to him.

Grace took her turn between Oliver’s legs and used her massive chest to give him a titjob while he switched between making out with the others and sucking on their tits. She continued skipping forward by 10-second intervals and saw them change positions several times.

He fucked Alice from behind as she bent over a table they pulled from the floor, all while fingering both Sarah and Grace.

When the brunette sat on his lap to ride him, Sarah turned his head to her to **** his mouth with kisses. Alice had his hands all over him while kissing and licking his neck.

Sarah lay on her back along the seats, one leg on the floor and the other high on the backrest. Oliver thrust his hips fast and hard, to the point Fernanda briefly wondered if it was painful or at least uncomfortable before hearing Sarah herself scream ‘HARDER!’ And let’s not forget they were inside a vehicle. How the hell did no one outside hear that shout?

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Ah, right. Magic.

The next video was more similar in vibes to the first one. It was actually in Oliver’s bedroom this time, and it was shorter. Only 40 minutes. There was no intro, either. It started right in the middle of it.

Someone, Fernanda didn’t know who, was holding the camera and recording what was happening on the bed.

The girl’s name was… Noelle? Yes, Noelle. Rather, Fernanda had to guess it was Noelle because of the few strands of red hair barely visible in frame and the shorter stature. She was on her stomach with her face hidden against a pillow while Oliver held her by the waist and thrust into her, his hips making soft smacking sounds against her butt. Oliver breathed fast while Noelle let out short, muffled moans.

Again, this felt real and… almost forbidden. Fernanda wasn’t being acknowledged. Instead, it felt like she was off to the side watching something very personal between two people. Although she liked what they did in the previous video, too. They were having fun, and it was like they were making her part of it.

Ugh, it was too much. Fernanda wasn’t even touching herself, wanting to see as much footage as she could, and yet her panties were soaked. She watched Oliver leaning over Noelle with his arms beside her as he thrusted and kissed the back of her neck. It was such a powerful image that it **** her to stick her hand between her legs again, and after only a few rubs she was coming again, lips shut tight as she went stiff as a board on her bed.

Two in one day… That was a first. She’d never felt the need to do it more than once, even when it was underwhelming. And yet… So far she’d seen both Oliver and the other girls orgasming over and over. And considering she’d ask Oliver for these videos on Friday and they’d given these to her that Sunday morning… Just how much could Oliver do!?

And then, as if to make her question that even further, the next video seemed to have been shot right after that one. This one was also recorded from beside the bed, but now it was showing the back of the woman sitting on Oliver’s lap. There was a towel over her head, but one could still barely make out the silver hair from below.

That had to be Mila, right? It made sense that she’d hide her face considering she was known on social media. They… weren’t doing the best job, but there was possible deniability there.

From this angle, Fernanda could clearly see Oliver’s cock going inside Mila’s pussy, pushing open her folds as the girl bounced on him, practically pushing her ass down on him. Oliver held her close to him with a hand on her back and another one on her butt cheek, freely fondling her as they made out.

Fernanda clicked her tongue and gave up, pushing her hand inside her panties again and fully touching herself this time as she watched. The one recording, who was probably Noelle if this video was indeed recorded right after the previous one, zoomed in on his dick, giving her a better view of their… union.

“Hey… Do the other thing,” Noelle said from behind the camera.

Oliver and Mila stopped for a moment, sharing a silent look that Fernanda couldn’t see before he completely pulled out of her pussy… only for him to slowly insert his thick, long shaft inside Mila’s other hole.

Fernanda’s eyes went wide. She’d chosen not to watch anal porn, so she’d only seen it in hentai, in drawings. Seeing it in the flesh was… raw, and although conflicted on her own feeling on it, she kept rubbing her clit. She came again after 20 minutes, right as Oliver pulled out of Mila’s ass and came in her mouth.

It was all so… dirty, yet not disgusting. Maybe it was the arousal talking, but…

Shit…

She didn’t want to make her relationship with Oliver about sex, but watching this sure made her reconsider. But… he said it himself. If he didn’t have sex for a long time he’d start to feel ill. His powers were born from sexual energy. His life already revolved around sex.

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So… She’d just have to adjust, right?

Yeah. They say it’s important to accept your partner as they are. She couldn't ASK him to have less sex, right? It’d be cruel. In fact, she’d be… helping him with his condition if she had sex with him, right?

Yeah.

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Oh, screw it. Fernanda wanted to have that dick inside her so bad she was worried she’d jump him the next time they saw each other. Actually, she wouldn’t mind if he was the one who jumped her.

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And… Why not put the idea in his mind?

Fernanda grabbed her phone and took a picture of herself. She was wearing her tank top and made sure to keep her hand inside her panties. She was sweaty and disheveled, but she had a feeling he’d like that. She took a selfie… and sent it to him.

-Fernanda: I watched the videos. Tell me when’s the earliest you can meet. I… need to see you.

That should be clear enough, right?

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