Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 145

opened my eyes to see Noel, our FBI slut, back from work. She was wearing a reddish-brown pantsuit. Her blonde hair was pinned up in a bun and she pulled it out and her hair spilled about her face in a wild mane. She pulled off her jacket revealing a white blouse and her shoulder harness for her service weapon.

"You're back early," I sighed in pleasure, and patted the couch next to me.

Noel sat down, unbuttoning her blouse and exposing her black bra. "I spent the day getting interviewed by OPR, Noel sighed, tired. They're giving Peterson the third degree right now."

I smiled, Agent Peterson was the asshole that had our door broken down yesterday and sent a whole SWAT team to storm our house. Mark made him give our reporter slut, Jessica, an interview where he made a complete ass of himself, admitting in the interview that Mark wasn't the bank robber and that his incompetence led to this disastrous rald on an innocent man and his family while they slept. The prick deserved it, and more. I thought being captured by a Nun was scary, but two guys in black pointing sub-machine guns at you while you lay naked in bed is quite terrifying.

"What's OPR?" I asked.

"Oh, its the Office of Professional Responsibility," Noel answered. "Its the FBI's Internal Affairs."

"Okay, so Peterson's in trouble?" I asked with a smile.

"Yeah, the evidence against Mark is pretty iron-clad," Noel informed. "They've used facial recognition software to identify him in the security footage from the bank robberies and compared it to his drivers license. OPR can't understand why Agent Peterson didn't arrest Mark. They think he was bribed or blackmailed. So, a judge has signed off on wiretap warrants for both your cell phones and the house line. They're going to start surveilling the house, soon. I won't be able to keep my cover if I keep coming here. Rumor is an investigator from Organized Crime Unit in New York is flying in to take over the investigation."

"Okay," I told her, reaching out and fingering her bra, thinking about what she said. Surveillance will be problematic. "You'll need to be here Sunday night. We'll sneak you in a car trunk, I guess."

Noel pulled out a cell phone. "This is a burner phone," Noel said. "I'll use it to communicate with you."

I stroked her face and pulled her in for a kiss. Her tongue slithered I stroked her face and pulled her in for a kiss. Her tongue slithered into my mouth and I sucked on it as Xiu fingered me and Thamina sucked my toes. Noel started playing with my left breast, her fingers gently pinched my hard nipple. Xiu's mouth was sucking hard on my other nipple, her tongue swirling about my nipple.

I broke the kiss, "Noel, you're our slut and the FBI isn't going to keep you from us," I said, holding her chin. "Let us know where the surveillance is and Mark will make sure they don't report on you."

"Thank you, Mistress!" Noel blushed and I pulled her in to kiss her sweet lips. This time it was my tongue that invaded her mouth.

My orgasm was building as the three sluts played with my body. The pressure in my womb was building and building, every touch of their tongues, their fingers, added to the pressure. The dam was starting to crumble beneath the sluts assault. My senses were alive, I could feel the fabric of my jeans rubbing on my legs, the velvet of the couch tickling my back. The fresh scent of Noel and Xlu's jasmine shampoo filled my nose.

"Yeesss!" howled as the dam burst and my body convulsed as the pleasure flooded my body. "Oh fucking yes!"

I pulled into the driveway of my house. In the backseat of my Mustang sat two high school girls, both virgins. It took me most of the school day to find two girls that still had their hymens at Rogers High School. I had to question, and fuck, quite a lot of girls. Many were virgins but they had broken their hymens with toys, hair brushes, doing sports, riding horses, and even riding a bike in one girl's case.

I also had found Tom his teenage Asian sex slave. Her name was Hikaru, a beautiful, petite exchange student from Japan that had the thickest, hairiest black bush I'd ever seen, just the way Tom wanted. Tom had picked her up when school got out. The two virgins I'd found were April, a nerdy looking girl with silver glasses, bushy, brown hair and a beautiful face. The other was Felicity, a tall, gangly girl with a nice pair of tits and black hair that was pulled back in a beautiful french braid.

I was going to let Mary choose which girl she got to deflower. Both were beautiful, but April had those sexy glasses going for her, sol hoped Mary would choose Felicity. The girls were nervous when they got out of the car. They both knew they were here to lose their virginities. I reached out and grasped a hand from both girls.