Font of Fertility Ch. 08

"Damn it, Suz," Angela said, walking up from deeper in the apartment and pulling the door open wider. "I said let him in."

"I was just taking a mental picture," Suzie said. "The before shot."

"Before what?" I asked as they moved aside and let me in.

"Before she eats you alive," Suzie said. "Honestly, Angela. This is your booty call?"

"Yes, he is," Angela said, crossing her arms over her chest. Her hair was pinned back into that single long, thick braid she wore while at work, but she'd obviously changed and was wearing loose sweatpants with the waist rolled low on her hips and a tight tank top without a bra. Just looking at her had me running hot with a good chub straining in my pants - OK, so I'd had the chub since she'd called me, but that's semantics.

I got a feeling it was time for me to stop being, well, me. Angela had called me here for a reason and having her roommate treat me like I was less-than felt shitty. I'm a Sex Wizard! A Shaman of Slam. A Diviner of Dicking.

"Yeah, I am," I said, and stepped forward and took Angela in my arms. One hand went to the back of her head, pulling her into a kiss that immediately turned into an open-mouthed make-out, while the other hand slid down her back, into the waist of her sweatpants and cupped her ass cheek and squeezed.

"MmmmmMM!" she hummed and squeaked, pressing her body against mine as she uncrossed her arms and wrapped them over my shoulders, crossing them behind my neck.

"Hey, get a room," Suzie said somewhere behind me. I couldn't tell if she was impressed, annoyed, or a little of both.

I slid my other hand down from Angela's head and palmed her other asscheek, then lifted her up. She naturally wrapped her legs around my waist as she rose, and she sucked in a breath through her nose as we kept kissing, her face now slightly above mine as I backed her into the wall of her apartment.

"Mmm, God baby, yes!" she hissed when I started kissing down her neck.

I reached the crook of her shoulder, on my way spying the last little bruising of a hickey I had planted there during our first encounter. I went right back to that spot and gave it a hard suck while I squeezed her ass.

"Oh, fuck, you bastard," Angela laughed. "That was just fading! I had to hide that from my family on Christmas."

"Well, now you don't," I laughed back, then started kissing my way back up her neck.

"Yeah," she said dreamily. "Except at work. And the gym. And any time I go outside."

"Wear a scarf," I said between kisses, reaching back up to her jawline with my lips.

Clang. Clang. "Hey, rabbits! Go find a room." Suzie said.

We both looked over and saw she was holding a pot from the kitchen apartment and was banging on it with a wooden spoon.

"Right away," I said. "Excuse us, Miss."

"Yes, Suz," Angela laughed, putting on a fake British accent. "Please do excuse our impropriety."

Still carrying Angela, who was around the same size as Lauren but was a little thinner and not nearly as athletic, I walked down the corridor with her legs still around my waist. I paused in the middle of the apartment hallway and kissed her again. "Which room?"

"Oh, God, we should fuck in her room just to teach her a lesson," Angela said. "But let's do mine. That one."

The door was half open so I nudged it further with my foot and walked us in all the way to her bed, planting her on it. As I stood up over her, Angela gave me a look and one heavy pant of breath before she started tearing off her shirt. I followed suit, and soon we were both naked.

I started by pushing her up the bed and crawling between her legs, kissing my way up her thighs the way Lindsey and Lauren both seemed to like.

"Jerry, I called you for dick, you don't have to do that," Angela panted, looking down at me.

"Yeah, but I want to," I said, then planted a little kiss on her clit.

She didn't argue, and soon I was buried between her thighs as she wrapped her legs around my ears and howled towards her first orgasm. I didn't stop, pushing her right into a second, before I let off a little and played around. After learning all three of my girls and what they liked, learning Angela was more like just putting together new combos that worked than it was figuring out a whole new game. She liked her outer labia sucked on a bit like Lauren, and having her smooth, waxed mound nuzzled sort of like Stacey. She didn't respond as much to tonguing deep as she did running the tip of my tongue around her opening, teasing her.

It was right after I pushed her over the third time, as she was sucking in heavy breaths and running her hands through the mess of her loosening braid, that I moved up her body and eased my dick into her. She gasped, open-mouthed and wide-eyed, and pulled me down to kiss her. "Yesss," she hissed into my mouth.

And then I did what she'd asked. I fucking railed her.

To be honest, I spent most of the time focused on her. Angela was gorgeous, and her tits bounced playfully as we fucked at each other. We started out in missionary, but she liked when I tossed her around a little bit, moving her legs and twisting her into different variations.

The thing is, I was also focusing on the Pool. Trying to judge how much I was gaining. It just wasn't as much as I got from having sex with Lauran, Lindsey or Stacey. The big question was why?

I pulled out of Angela and she moved onto her hands and knees quickly, rubbing between her legs as she looked at me over her shoulder and licked her lips. "Come on, stud. Gimme another."

Her ass was great, if not perfection like Stacey's, and I took a firm hold and squeezed her cheeks as I fed her another helping of my cock.

If fucking Angela the first time had been more energy gain than a regular fuck from Lauren, but less than a first-time fuck with Lindsey or Stacey, what did that say? And now, a second meeting was less than all three of them on a regular time.

I leaned forward and palmed Angela's tits as they were swinging. She'd raised up slightly and was holding onto the headboard of her bed. The whole frame was rocking with our thrusting, the clapping for her ass against my pelvis echoing through the room along with her hungry moans.

"Oh, fuck, you're dicking me so good," she groaned. "God, yes, I needed this. I haven't stopped thinking about this dick, Jerry. Mmmm, Jerry! God, fuck me like I'm your slut, baby. Just take my fucking hole. Just dick me down until I can't fucking move, baby."

The only difference I could figure out was that I was in love with Lauren, Lindsey, and Stacey, and I wasn't in love with Angela. Not that I didn't like her, or find her attractive, I just didn't really know her. And the whole Annalise thing sort of fed that theory - when we'd had sex, I'd spent hours with her trying to figure her out. She and Lauren and I had talked about some of the hardest things in her life. I knew her and cared about her.

That was the difference. It had to be.

Now I just needed to prove it.

Angela came again, shuddering through an orgasm, and as she started to loosen up from her clenching muscles I pulled out of her. "Mmm, more," she mumbled, ass still hanging in the air as her face was dropped into her pillows.

"Come here," I said, sitting down next to her and pulling her over me. She mounted quickly, my cock filling her up again, but she melted her body down onto mine and hugged me tightly. I held her, pulling her tightly to me and crushing her chest against mine, and we sat without speaking. Every once in a while Angela would clench the muscles around her pussy, or flex her ass cheeks, and I'd hum a little wordless noise of appreciation.

"You didn't come?" she finally asked me. We'd probably been sitting and cuddling for about fifteen minutes.

"No," I said softly, shaking my head.

"I don't think I can take another pounding," she chuckled softly. "Damn, Jerry. You gave me exactly what I asked for."

"Good. I'm glad," I said, smirking to myself.

"Let me finish you off," she said, and slowly dismounted.

Angela, one of my highschool crushes, curled up between my legs and started slurping her way up and down my cock, bathing me with her tongue as she tasted herself all over me.

She built me up and up over the next ten minutes, taking her time but constantly adding in new things with her lips and tongue.

As I was getting close, I reached down and ran my fingers through her silky, raven hair. Her braid had fallen out sometime during our variety of missionary positions, and I pulled her off my dick for a moment as I smoothed her hair back.

"We're going out tomorrow night," I said. I didn't ask. "Dinner, and a walk."

"What?" she asked, slightly confused, as she kept stroking my cock.

"If we're going to do this again, I want a date," I said. "I want to get to know you better."

For a second I saw the look of desire in her eye, then caution. "You have a girlfriend," she said. "And a fuck buddy. I'm just a booty call, you should be taking one of them out."

I shook my head. "That's true, but I still want it. And they'll understand."

"You're sure?" she asked. Her stroking had gotten firmer.

"No doubts at all," I said.

"OK," she said. "A date. God, I feel like a teenager." Then she bent and took me back in her mouth, and I thrust up into her wet and willing lips a couple of times before I unloaded.

Just like at the mall, Angela quickly started swallowing my cum, not spilling a drop.

When I was done, I pulled her up to lay next to me and I spooned behind her, pressing my softening dick into her plump little cheeks for a bit as I held her.

Eventually, I stretched, and she took the opportunity to roll away and off the bed. "Damn, I'm hungry," she said, as she did a naked stretch of her own. "You need something to eat?"

"I'll grab something at home," I said. "But I guess I should get going."

She gave me a slap on the ass as I was getting dressed. I got her back by sliding my hand into the front of her sweatpants again and palming her warm, slimy pussy and sliding my finger into her just a little. To be fair, I also gave her a thank you kiss at the same time.

"Fuck, that was fun and exactly what I needed," Angela said, opening her bedroom door and leading me back out to the apartment door. "Thanks for coming over."

"My pleasure," I said. I stopped her from opening the door, pulling her back and kissing her again.

"Oh, are you two howler monkey's finally done?" Suzie asked. She was sitting in the little living room, her laptop open on her lap as she held one of her earbuds away from her ear.

"Just about," Angela smirked.

"Fucking finally," Suz sighed. "I couldn't fucking think with all that racket."

"You're one to talk," Angela said. "At least I don't just fucking scream when I have an orgasm."

"Oh, fuck off, I am not that bad."

Angela turned back to me and gave me another, briefer kiss, then opened the door. "See you around?" she asked.

"No, see you tomorrow," I said. "I'm holding you to it."

"Right, right," she said. "The date. I wasn't sure- I thought it might have just been the sex talking. I'm not really, ah, looking for-"

"It's just fun, Angela," I said. "I'm not looking for another girlfriend, either. But if we're going to do this, I want to know more about you. That's all."

She nodded slowly. "Yeah, no, OK. No, I get it, I guess. Sort of like... casual intimacy."

"Sure," I said.

"OK, I can do that," she agreed more firmly.

"Good," I said. "So, I'll see you tomorrow. I'm looking forward to it."

"Me, too. I think," she said with a smile. "Actually, yeah, I think I am."

"Great," I said and walked through the door before turning back.

"This goodbye is getting awkward now," she said, but stepped forward and gave me another kiss.

"I'm just not used to this," I said, grinning my chagrin.

"Honestly, I'm not either," she said. "Usually my booty calls just roll out of bed and are gone before- y'know what? Nevermind. I'll see you tomorrow, Jeremiah." And with that, she shut the door.

"See you tomorrow, Angela," I said to the closed door. And we'll see if falling for each other just a little bit is the key to magic.

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Thanks for reading!

Font of Fertiility is an ongoing series that will continue to see updates moving forward. If you have enjoyed the series so far, you might want to check out my Pushing series, or Technically We're Estranged series, for similar romantic harem elements.

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~Break.

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