Chapter 12

"Well, Randi. I'd say you're living up to your name..."

"Gosh! I'm not normally this horny... oooh, right there..." She hung her head down between her shoulderblades, focusing for a moment on thrusting her hips back against my cock while I drilled her doggy-style. "But then sex has never been this good either..."

"I get that a lot." I fought back a smirk. Then I settled in, watching the red pigtails bouncing and the gentle curve of Randi's spine as she flexed and thrust on all fours, trying to eat my dick alive inside of her pussy.

Eventually, I slapped her ass and Mrs. Robinson's pretty, young secretary turned around and waited patiently as I blew my creamy load (my second of the last 30 minutes) all over her pouty lips and face.

Her body trembled with what was at least her fifth orgasm, her own fingers still buried between her legs. And then she sat back on her heels with a happy sigh, content to stay there forever.

But I tucked myself away and started straightening out my clothing. "Well, you said Mrs. Robinson would be back at 3. So you'd better get dressed and get yourself cleaned up. I'll just wait here in her office.

Once alone, I sank into Mrs. Robinson's plush executive chair. Randi was cute, and I knew I'd be seeing her for as long as she worked here. But new pussy was starting to lose its appeal. Just another day at the office.

It had been two years after graduation, and the company was doing well. Even better than the company, Marissa and I were celebrating our four year dating anniversary and I was seriously thinking about settling down. My special biology had brought so much to my life, but perhaps it was time for the Ultimate Playboy to hang up his spurs. Imagine that, a 25-year old sex-god wanting to settle down.

Marissa was the one girl in my life completely unaffected by the spray. She did try it once, but since it didn't do anything to her she wrote it off as a well- marketed product that brought me a ton of money, but nothing more than a placebo for psychosomatic arousal.

In the meantime, every other female on the planet was still vulnerable to me, and Marissa had been witnessing, first hand, the indescribable impact I had on the female population. She accepted it as an oddity of nature, and accepted that I loved her dearly even though I had never been fully monogamous with her. Hell, I even had the occasional tryst with Mrs. Robinson and Gabrielle for the fun of it, and Marissa was completely aware of all my extra-dating encounters. That was the unspoken contract, to be honest and upfront with what I was doing.

And she loved me for it.

I couldn't imagine anyone else completing me as a person quite like her. I wish I could say that life was just happily ever after. But there was one more major hiccup before that could happen.

Sitting on a pile of cash, I finally sprung for a mansion in Beverly Hills and we moved out of our sleepy college town. I wasn't needed at the office, Mrs. Robinson could come to me to get pints of blood every few months or so. So with visions of living like a King, I went all out: servants, cooks, the whole nine yards. It was just down the road from Hef's place to boot. Formal ballroom, lavish infinity-pool, private gym, movie theatre, the place was a palace.

Marissa was joining me, of course. We moved in just after that four year anniversary, and after three months of renovations and construction, we finally had made the place our own.

Obviously, we now had to throw a massive housewarming party. And with grounds this big, it was going to have to be a BIG party. So I invited everyone I knew, including old friends from school. I invited the neighbors, thinking a few curious old biddies would come snooping around and never dreaming that Hef would actually show up with all three of his girlfriends.

But what got me most excited was when a few past lovers sent RSVPs to tell me they would be coming as well. Marissa giggled and didn't stop smiling or bouncing around when we got word that Kaia and Jamie would be dropping by. They lived fairly close by (Jamie was from SoCal anyways), and both pouted that they could've visited with us as soon as we arrived had they known we were coming to town. Marissa's best friend from college, Nina, was also flying in. And I had a rush of nostalgia sweep over me when Daniela and Evie, the lesbian couple from Brown 106, sent back a message to add them onto the guest list.

Word spread about my new fortune and my party, and a week later the house was bombarded with calls from people I barely knew. The were mostly the "hey, remember me from high school?" kind of leeches I hated. So the staff spent a lot of time turning them down.

The next month flew by faster than anything else. The time itself was business as usual, and then suddenly the fateful night was upon us.

The party mostly got going in the garden. It was well lit, and the weather was perfect for a lazy California evening. That is, it was warm enough for all the ladies to be wearing rather brief cocktail dresses that exposed a lot of cleavage. The DJs had a good beat going, the open bar was flowing, and the bouncers were very efficient at keeping out anyone who wasn't on the guest list.

I mingled with everyone, getting the frequent congratulations on the company's success and getting myself a light buzz. Marissa predictably gushed over her sorority sisters. I predictably gushed over Hef and the lifestyle he was living (a lifestyle I wouldn't mind myself).

I especially made time to have a long chat with Kaia. Even after a few years, she was still the most gorgeous woman I'd ever laid eyes on, Marissa included. Her body was absolute perfection, a goddess sent to walk on earth. Her brilliant emerald green eyes were piercing and sparkled of their own inner light. And when she moved, she moved with a grace and power that had everyone captivated by her, waiting with baited breath to see what she had to say.

It was easy to see how she intimidated people so easily. But for me, there was only a warm smile and a happy hug.

We shared a light peck right in front of Marissa, and then caught up on all the things that had been going on in our lives. We'd accidentally drifted apart in the intervening years, so much that we didn't even know we lived so close by to each other. She was sharing an apartment with Jamie right on the beach, and they had a bevy of men constantly pursuing them at every turn.

Kaia praised me on my success, and even joked with Marissa about how much she regretted letting the rich, sexy stud get away from her.

For the first time, I saw a flash of green envy in Marissa's eyes, but then the moment passed and we continued on with the pleasant conversation. Marissa did squeeze my hand a little tighter, however.

Gradually, things started winding down and people began to slowly trickle out. We'd gotten started before the sun went down, and now it was after midnight. Everyone was inside the mansion by now, clustered together in little groups. My party had been a good excuse for a reunion by many a classmate, and quite a few people were still around just to hang out with their old friends.

But as usual, my condition meant that there were quite a few horny girls around, some of them with a nostalgic eye towards me, perhaps remembering some of the best sex of their lives. For the moment, I ignored the hungry looks and just kept socializing. My effect did not have an "off" button and I'd gotten used to it.

On some level, I would have been just fine staying and chatting with everyone, Marissa glued to my hip so we could rub each other's backs and exchange loving caresses. The two of us were saying goodbye to a few of the neighbors, and I had planned on moving on to another conversation. But my dick had some ideas of its own.

Daniela and Evie picked the perfect time to approach us. We'd just finished our goodbyes and had a few pregnant seconds of silence before the neighbors left. Both girls had grown up into lingerie model-esque ladies, and Evie had also become a lot more outgoing from the shy innocent I remembered. She popped in, flexing her legs and pouting her lips perfectly while "ahem"ing to get my attention.

"We never got the tour!" she whined. Daniela stood right next to her and I paused a moment to admire them before responding. Both were tall and slender, with piercing blue eyes and high cheekbones. They looked almost the same except for their hair, Daniela the blonde stunner and Evie now the sexy brunette.

"Well, we'll just have to give you one then!" I stood up, reaching my hand out to Marissa. She smiled up at me, then took my hand and finished our goodbye and turned to start up the tour.

Daniela and Evie didn't giggle as much now that they were young ladies, but they still both ooh'd and ahh'd at the nice digs: in-house theatre, billiards room, 5-car garage, etc. They complained I didn't warn them to bring swimsuits for the expansive pool and secluded grotto. And eventually we ended up on the second floor checking out the bedrooms and luxurious bathrooms.

Now this whole while, Daniela had been quietly flirting with Marissa while Evie stayed up front with me during the tour. I hadn't warned Marissa that Daniela and Evie were a lesbian couple (still strong after all these years), and it looked like Daniela was actually more interested in Marissa's smokin' body and perfect ass than she was in me. Again, the effect gets girls aroused, but how (and to whom) they react is entirely within their control.

And Marissa didn't look like she minded the attention at all. Really, if a gorgeous blonde with a sexy European accent was hitting on you, would you mind?

So we just brought our little foursome up into the master bedroom when I heard a muffled squeal and then turned just in time to see Daniela tackle Marissa onto our oversized bed.

I had only a moment to see Marissa eagerly kissing Daniela right back before my head was turned and Evie brought her lips to softly tease against mine. My body's instinct took over the rest, and then with a comfortable familiarity, as if our fingers remembered from long ago, hands slipped inside of various pieces of clothing, groping and caressing while we slowly stripped each other.

My palms definitely remembered Evie's big tits, and setting her onto the bed beside Marissa, I began to kiss my way down her body. Finally, after tugging her thong out of the way, I found Evie's bare shaved lips waiting for me, wet in anticipation.

Evie and Daniela had been quite instrumental in teaching me how to properly perform cunnilingus, and I was eager to show off how much I remembered.

Meanwhile, Daniela had similarly stripped Marissa, and had two fingers already embedded in Marissa's quim while she continued her tongue-war inside of Marissa's face. I listened to the familiar moans of Marissa mingling with Evie's newer ones, and together Daniela and I thrashed our lovers until they cried out for mercy after receiving an excessive amount of pleasure.

At last, I slid myself up onto the bed, and with Evie's panting body beneath me, I planted my hands onto her round tits and thrust my pecker into Evie's pussy. She was incredibly tight, and only a few inches went in on that first thrust despite her multiple recent orgasms. She must have had very few, if any, male lovers since me.

And so wriggling my hips and applying a steady pressure, I pushed lower and lower until at last I was embedded deeply inside of her. Having achieved my goal of full penetration, I did the first thing that came to mind. I pulled all the way out.

And then I went all the way back in.

And then all the way out. And Evie was screaming at me to stop playing with her and just FUCK her. So I did just that.

Marissa by now had taken charge of her own situation and finally gotten Daniela fully naked, leaving all four of us fully nude. And they were now in a happy sixty- nine, lying side by side on the bed and curved together while they showed off their individual expertise to each other. I could not explain how thrilling it was to see my girlfriend and the first college girl I'd ever lusted after now tonguing each other to screaming orgasms.