I'm looking for love; but that doesn't mean I'm going to become monogamous or anything...
PART 3: Love Potion
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CHAPTER 8
Alone in the morning, Kaia and I were still too tired and sore to have another sex romp to start our day. I was going to have to be careful in applying that much energy into my effect. And unfortunately that night would be the last time I had her for two weeks. For some strange reason, unless I really focused my effect on her, Kaia didn't particularly enjoy intercourse and would much rather tease guys or be a voyeur. She really got off on watching, although there were still occasions where she desperately wanted to be fucked.
And I'd had a ringing headache I'd had for days after the last time I pushed my effect that hard into her, so I accepted the situation and didn't press to have sex with her directly.
In the meantime, every night, either Jamie or Leanne or some other sorority sister would join us for the evening, and I would wind up fucking that girl's lights out and shooting my sperm into every cavity of her body while Kaia watched. Most nights it was just one-on-one, while Kaia would pause every now and again to suckle my cream out of a sweaty, limp girl's body. But sometimes there were two or even three girls joining us, and I would pass out from exhaustion and dehydration in the wee hours of the morning.
But while my lust was sated at night, I pursued Kaia with a romantic passion. I doted on her, showering her with gifts while we went to movies and dinners, going for walks and talking philosophy. And I melted through her Ice Queen persona and she became a very loving girlfriend.
True, she was a control freak and she was still in charge most of the time (except whenever she wanted me to tie her up). But underneath everything, there was just a little girl who wanted tenderness and love. And she wasn't getting that from all the horny guys who just wanted to get in the pants of perhaps the most gorgeous girl on campus. So I gave her everything I had emotionally and backed off any sexual pressure. And I finally felt at peace in having someone like her by my side.
Of course, that didn't mean I was going to ignore my lust or turn down the bevy of hotties she always introduced me to. I particularly enjoyed the times when she got so turned from watching that she would actually participate in our sexual romps (without me having to focus my effect on her), and I took every rare opportunity I could get to screw her until she saw stars.
But it was that sexual infrequency with Kaia that ultimately proved to be the best of both worlds for me. She didn't absorb my sperm frequently enough for her to build up an immunity to me. So our sex was always amazing. And she provided enough variety around me with her sorority sisters and friends that I was never wanting.
It was the perfect relationship for a guy like me.
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The academic year ended, and I conspired so that I wouldn't have to separate from Kaia for the summer before my third year (but her fourth and final year). I got a paid internship with Mrs. Robinson, and my parents were more than willing to let me stay at school for something I could put on my resume. Really, I didn't have to do any work but let Mrs. Robinson and Gabrielle run tests and sample my fluids. Meanwhile, Kaia stayed in the Sorority House for the summer and prepared for her senior year while spending every free moment being madly in love with me.
New pleasures started up once school had started. A cute girl named Marissa had been a freshman pledge the previous year, and now that she was a sophomore and a full sister, we were seeing more and more of her around the house and at various Tri-Delt events. She caught my eye pretty early on, not an easy thing to do when my girlfriend was as stunningly gorgeous as Kaia. But Marissa was growing up with a body to die for and a face that would give Kaia a run for her money in any beauty competition.
Now I consider myself to be a tits man. Nothing makes me happier than big, round jugs, and Kaia's were fantastic. But what especially had my attention was Marissa's PERFECT ass. Tight curve, rock hardness, wonderful shape: it was the kind of ass that would convert a gay guy back to women.
Beyond the smokin' body, Marissa had a clean-cut girl next door feeling about her. She came from Canada, and her down-to-earth personality blended easily with her light brown hair and simple, but pretty, features. She had large, luminous eyes, an easy smile, and an innocent demeanor. I couldn't figure out how she fit into the Tri-Delt's usual image of haughty elitists. To be honest, I'd always noticed her as a cute girl amongst the sorority sisters, but never dwelled upon her too much as Kaia always brought me delicious female delights, and we had a group of regulars who would join us for fun sexual romps.
That all changed one Friday evening, two weeks into the semester, when Kaia decided to play a little joke on me. The two of us were holed up in her bedroom, and after a heavy makeout and petting session we were both fully naked and itching to get it on. I cherished the few times we were alone together so I could make love to my goddess in private. But Kaia had other ideas.
She got up and darted away from me, a giggle on her lips and a wink in her eye. I followed after her, and she danced us around her room, always playing hard to get and teasing me with her jiggling naked flesh. I finally trapped her against the hallway door and pressing my body flush against hers, I captured Kaia's lips and we kissed with an excited energy like horny high schoolers.
I had just lost myself to the sensations when Kaia suddenly moved away from me, and before I could react she'd popped the door, and then shoved me stumbling through and out into the hallway. I'd just barely turned around before I saw Kaia's grin and motion of the door slamming in my face.
The loud bang of the door shutting reverberated through the hallway, and caught the attention of two girls passing by. Marissa was one of them, a peroxide blonde in a black turtleneck the other. They turned around, and instinctively I dropped my hands to my crotch to cover my nakedness.
I smiled gamely, certain that every rippling muscle as well as every bulge of fat on my body was on full display. And with my eyes still on the two sorority sisters, I gritted my teeth and reached out my left hand to bang on the still closed door.
"This isn't funny," I growled.