Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 120

She wasn't wrong. Chloe was a beautiful woman. Her hair was natural, golden blonde that clashed beautifully with her tan complexion. From what I'd seen, she was in remarkable shape with very little body fat. That meant her heart-shaped face was framed by a distinct jawline and precise cheekbones that complimented her other fine features. The freckles sprinkled across her nose and cheeks gave her a wholesome, girl-next-door look. Her quiet, surly demeanor was more of a masculine trait, but there was no mistaking that Chloe was all woman.

"I bet you'd just love to peel those pants off that ass and bite it," Erin whispered. She snapped her teeth at me to punctuate her words.

Her bra suddenly fell loose and hung precariously from her gravity- defying breasts, and the straps slipped halfway down her arms. Helen grinned as she delivered a deliberate kiss to Erin's neck just below her ear. Then, she disappeared from view, dropping to her knees. My assistant lowered her arms as she lifted herself off my lap while straddling me. The bra slid the rest of the way off and dropped between us.

"I'd do it," Erin moaned as she cupped my face in both hands and kept my eyes on her. I reached up and palmed both her breasts as we locked gazes. Helen was unfastening my pants and fishing my mostly hard cock from within, and I felt the slight strain of her pulling my hard-on toward her and was rewarded by her warm, wet mouth engulfing half of my cock. Her tongue cradled the underside as she worked her lips up and down my length, and I groaned at the sensation as I dug my fingertips into the firm breasts in my hands.

"I'd let that strong woman do whatever the fuck she wanted to me," Erin said. Then corrected herself, "Whatever the fuck you wanted her to do to me."

I swallowed, my throat feeling dry, "I don't know if she wants that."

Erin snorted, it came out as more of a puff of air through her cute little nose. "Boss, you're a fucking idiot sometimes. I've seen her checking you out. I know she's not as frigid as she seems. She doesn't have anyone close to her..." Helen extracted my cock from her mouth, and I felt her point the head of my cock in the approximate direction of my assistant's pussy. The small woman in my lap lowered herself, and my member slid effortlessly in that tight, wet sheath. She closed her eyes and hummed as she slid more of myself into her until she sat firmly in my lap once more.

Erin leaned forward, her face level with mine, and our noses

brushed as she brought her lips to mine and murmured, "Except you.

"She's right." Helen stood back up and sat next to me on the couch. She slid an arm along the back of the sofa behind me and leaned close to place her lips next to my ear. "You don't think Erin and I have what it takes to break that woman and make her come begging for release." Her whisper was so soft that I doubted Erin could hear it despite her proximity. "She left the door ajar, Marcus. She's already curious."

"Fuck..." I whispered against the younger woman's lips. I felt Erin grin as she kissed me in earnest, working her hips up and down as she rode me. She was still the tightest woman I'd ever had, and between that and Helen's words, I wasn't sure how long I would last. Surely, they were making assumptions about Chloe and what she wanted, but that didn't stop me from finding pleasure in the fantasies they painted for me.

"Imagine kissing those lips," Helen continued. "Imagine what those tits look like, Marcus. Do you think they have as many freckles as the rest of her? Wouldn't you love to find out?" Helen kissed my ear softly and said, "I would. I would love to suck on them while you fuck her for the first time, Marcus."

One of her slender arms slid around my neck and held me tight against her as Erin whimpered in my mouth; our tongues found each other. It was all too much. Erin seemed to get wet easily, but despite that, her pussy still felt like it was gripping the shit out of my cock. On every downstroke, I could feel the very tip of my cock hit what I assumed was her cervix, and she would rock her hips to grind her crotch against mine before bouncing up and repeating it. At first, it was long, leisurely strokes, but each one increased in pace a fraction of a moment. She was driving me wild. They both were.

"Or..." Helen said, her voice a little louder this time. "What if she's interested in being a more active participant?"

Erin's pace was picking up, and our lips broke from each other as we both began panting.

"Just imagine it," Helen said. "Imagine you and I holding little Erin down."

Erin groaned, her voice loud enough that I was sure Chloe heard us, especially if the door was open.

"Chloe behind her..."

Erin groaned again, louder this time. "Fuck," she breathed and glanced at Helen.

"A large dildo strapped to her," Helen continued. I felt the flat of her tongue pressed against my neck as she ran it up my skin.

"Fucking her in her tight, little ass..."

Erin clenched her teeth and growled loudly as she pulled me to a breast. I sucked the nipple in my mouth and chewed on it, eliciting more grunts from my assistant. Her hips were bucking against me violently, and I had to wrap both my arms around her waist to keep her steady on my lap.

Fuck, I was getting close.

"What do you think, Marcus?" Helen asked, reaching behind Erin and weaving her fingers through her silver tresses. She slowly tugged on it, forcing my assistant's hair back. Erin let out a loud wail, immediately cut off as Helen slid three fingers into her mouth. She bent lower and traced her lips over the younger girl's chest.

Her blue eyes cut over to me, and her lips curled into a smile... a different smile this time. The unease I'd felt previously was gone, as I met her gaze, I didn't feel like I was being manipulated. Helen felt more like a fellow conspirator.

Erin squealed around Helen's fingers as I continued to pound my dick in and out of her, holding tightly onto her.

"Do you think our little girl could survive the three of us?" Helen asked, and I felt Erin begin to shudder in my grasp. I was right behind her.

It was good to have Helen back.

To Be Continued...