Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 151

Natashya glanced over her shoulder in Ashlee's direction and smiled at the small flight attendant. "God, Shea! What kind of massage did you give the poor giril"

Thursday, 12:34 am

Ashlee and I stumbled across my room, gripping each other tight as we passionately made out.

"Are you sure..." -smack- "this is..."-smack- "okay?" said

"Just shut up..." -smack- "and get your..." -smack- "mm... clothes off. She responded breathlessly.

Not wanting to disappoint Ashlee, I quickly shed my suit jacket and shirt, discarding them as Ashlee and I continued making out throughout the entire process.

"Here," a voice said, and Ashlee and I glanced down to see Shea kneeling next to me, her delicate fingers working the clasp of my belt loose. "I'll get this."

We both looked up at each other, and I gave her a questioning look. I didn't particularly like Ashlee, but she hadn't been an abusive bitch for the better part of a year to me, so wasn't as inclined to have a threesome despite the reluctance of one of the participants. I also needed to keep her on my good side if I was going to get any information out of her.

"Last chance," said.

"It's fine," Ashlee said, though she didn't look completely comfortable with it. "I want to set some ground rules first, though."

Shea had just loosened my belt and stopped mid-zip to look up at Ashlee.

"I don't want to go down on her," she said, talking to me as if Shea weren't in the room with us.

Shea didn't appear to take offense at how Ashlee talked about her or that she wouldn't be on the receiving end of sapphic love. She smiled up at Ashlee and said, "That's fine. Can she go down on you?"

Referring to herself in the third person... okay, maybe there was a little offense.

Ashlee blinked and looked down at her. "I... uh"

"Let's just see where this goes," Shea said, picking up where she left off while undressing me. "I promise, I won't do anything you aren't into."

"Hey," I said, cupping one of her cheeks in my hand. "You just say the word, and we can stop this."

"No," Ashlee said with a shake of her head. "I want to do this." Her tone suggested that she was proving something to me and the other girls, and I felt a little sorry for her. I wondered if she felt like a relationship with me hinged on whether or not she was willing to do something like this. After all, I was a billionaire who had just flown to Vegas with five other women. It hardly mattered that three of them worked for me, they were all smoking hot, and she suspected at least one of them was available for my pleasure at all times. Once the 'uninvited guest' decided to give me a lapdance, it must have cranked her jealousy to eleven.

I kept having to remind myself that she was working with the guy who had pulled a gun on me yesterday, so feeling sorry for her shouldn't be an option.

"Okay," I said. "Is that the only rule?"

She swallowed audibly and glanced back down at Shea, who had unfastened my pants and was beginning to slide them down my waist. Then she looked back up at me and nodded.

Shea hesitated in pulling my pants down completely, the elastic of my underwear nestled at the base of my cock. "Have you seen his cock before?" she asked.

Ashlee shook her head.

"Would you like to join me down here for the unveiling?" Shea asked; her tone suggested she was inviting a friend to a Tupperware party.

Ashlee nodded and knelt beside the masseuse, her chest rising and falling with every nervous breath. Shea skinned my underwear and pants down my thighs and let them fall to my ankles. My cock came bouncing free and felt amazing, finally being unrestricted by its prison. It bobbed in the air, swollen, angry, and glistening along the tip.

Ashlee bit her tip as she stared at it and looked up at me. "Oh... you're big."

I wasn't that big, but it was nice of her to flatter me. My cock was I wasn't that big, but it was nice of her to flatter me. My cock was far from small, but it wasn't pornstar huge, which was the implication was picking up from the way Ashlee was staring at it.

"You want to taste it?" Shea said, her voice low and husky as she reached up and stroked my thighs with her fingertips. They traveled further up and grazed across my balls before cupping them gently in one dainty hand.

Looking incredibly vulnerable, Ashlee glanced at Shea and then up at me and shook her head, her movements halting and jerky. She leaned forward and opened her mouth, placing her beautiful lips over the head of my engorged prick, and I felt the tip of her tongue slide over the tip. She immediately pulled away and made a face

"You okay?" Shea asked.

Ashlee shook her head, "It tastes funny!"

"Oh honey" Shea said and touched her shoulder. "Have you ever-"

"Of course, I've sucked dick," Ashlee snapped. She looked up at me, and her face immediately softened. "It's just... She looked Incredibly uncomfortable.

Aware that this was quickly becoming unsexy, Shea learned forward and put her lips around my cock, sinking about half my length into her mouth before pausing. She slowly looked up at me, and I could see her fighting a smile while she had half my cock in her mouth, and I had a hard time not laughing as I shared a silent joke with her. Ashlee tasted Natashya on my dick, and it was clear that Shea had picked up on it.

Shea immediately went back to work, washing and scrubbing Natashya's juices off my cock with her lips and tongue. A bit of drool escaped her mouth and slid down her chin as she began taking almost my entire length, the head slipping past her throat with the ease of experience in advanced pleasure.

Ashlee's face went from sheepish to fascinated as she watched the woman work. Eventually, Shea pulled her mouth off my cock and tugged at my underwear, still around my ankles. I stepped out of it, and she used it to wipe my cock down. "There you go. You want to give it another shot?"

The princess slowly hovered closer to my cock and opened her mouth to take it between her lips. This time, her reaction wasn't nearly as visceral, and in a few moments, she had the first third of my dick in her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head,