The Love Of Money - S01 E290

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The Love Of Money - S01 E290

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 290

As soon as I sat down, Erin slipped onto my lap, scooting her small ass back against my groin as she leaned back against me. She turned her head and pressed her lips against the side of my face, and my nostrils were immediately filled with the heady musk of Helen's arousal. I could feel traces of her wetness left from Erin's lips. Erin's cute little nose brushed up against my ear as she nuzzled me, and then I heard her groan softly as she pressed back against my erection. "Bet you Helen blows her top in less than a minute."

"What's the wager?" I asked, slipping one arm around her naked abdomen and palming one of her firm tits.

"Mmm… blank checks?" she suggested and kissed my ear softly. I shivered as I felt her fingernails graze across my scalp.

"You sure you can afford that?" I growled back, my eyes never leaving the scene before me—Bobbi had walked within a few feet of Helen but hadn't done anything else. Instead, Helen stood and was currently circling the younger woman, fingering the light, baggy material of her shirt as she looked her up and down. Stopping back in front of Bobbi again, Helen reached between the submissive, and I gave a pretty good guess that her fingers had found the sweet nectar dripping from Bobbi's folds. Retracting her fingers a moment later, Helen brought her fingers to her lips, inhaled deeply, and then slipped her fingers between her lips, tasting the young woman's juices.

"I'm sure I can find ways to work off any debt I might incur," Erin breathed and placed another wet kiss on my ear.

"Deal," I said, shivering once more. I reached up, placed my fingers on Erin's jaw, and guided her to look at the sensual scene playing out in front of us. Helen was turning Bobbi slowly, so they both faced us and reached down to grasp the hem of the younger woman's baggy shirt. In one fluid motion, she pulled the shirt off without a shred of resistance from Bobbi. In fact, I'd not seen a single bit of resistance since the moment she'd entered the room.

It was my turn to press my lips to Erin's ears. Still holding her jaw in my hands to keep her focus on the two women in front of us, I whispered, "Now, watch this woman work… I think you'll learn a thing or two on how to control a collared woman." I inhaled deeply, picking up Erin's strong natural scent mingled with Helen's arousal, and said, "I know I have."

My lips ran down Erin's neck, tasting the slight saltiness of her skin and reveling in the feel of her silkiness. Erin was young, with smooth, nearly flawless skin, and I marveled at how perfect it felt to run my lips or fingertips over. I gently sucked and nibbled on her neck, enjoying the feel of her shiver in my grasp while watching Helen toss the shirt aside and mirror what I was doing to Erin; only the object of her affection was the little submissive we shared.

Still palming one pliant breast, Helen wrapped her fingers around Bobbi's slender neck and pulled her roughly back against her breasts, gazing down the younger woman's torso as she sank her teeth into creamy skin. Her fingers tightened around Bobbi's throat, causing the kitten to raise her head, her mouth opening as she wheezed out her next few breaths. Helen released Bobbi's neck, leaving visible teeth marks where she'd bitten down. "She's lost a couple of pounds," Helen observed.

I released my suction on Erin's neck and left behind a noticeable red welt on her neck. It felt like Helen and I were vampires dining on two beautiful victims. "She's been working out with Tara," I said.

"You're going to love her," Erin chimed in.

Helen released Bobbi and spun her so that she stood facing the blonde lawyer in nothing but a small pair of gauzy panties. The older woman twined fingers through Bobbi's dark honey tresses and held her in place while tracing her fingernails across the submissive's teardrop breasts and flat abdomen. "Good. Just… please don't change her too much. She's nearly perfect as she is."

And then she pulled Bobbi in so they could share a deep, soul-searing kiss.

I couldn't take it anymore… I needed some kind of relief. "Suck my cock," I simply whispered in Erin's ear. Foreplay was done. It was time to get down to business.

Erin happily fell into the role of my submissive little assistant, sliding to her knees as I let go of her and deftly undoing my belt and pants. I leaned back in my seat and watched as Erin peeled back my clothes and skinned them until they were completely removed. My cock hung at full mast, the head already damp from precum-soaked underwear.

Helen did the same with Bobbi, pushing the younger woman on her knees so her eyes were level with her mistress' cunt. With her fingers twined in her little toy's hair, my blonde lawyer shoved that beautiful face into her wet cunt and sighed audibly.

"Oh god… I've missed this," Helen muttered.

"What?" Erin said, pulling her mouth off my dick. "I'm not good enough at it?" I immediately guided her lips back to me so she could continue sucking.

"Oh, honey," Helen purred as she placed one foot on the bed to give her little kitten as much room as possible to play. "Of course you are, but there's just something about creaming all over this slut's face that's just… different."

She looked back down at Bobbi. "How about it, pet? Have they been treating you well?"

Unable to respond with her mouth full of pussy, Bobbi simply nodded, the jerks of her head slow but plainly visible.

"Hm. Good," Helen said through gritted teeth as she ground her pussy into Bobbi's nose, mouth and chin. "When was the last time she came, Marcus?"

"Last night," I said. "The two ladies here have been getting used to each other. Bobbi doesn't care much for her, but I think Erin is fond of her." I stared into Erin's eyes as I held her head in both hands, humping my hips into the air to drive my cock into her willing mouth. She stared back into mine, those dark pools twinkling with amusement rather than offense at hearing how Bobbi felt about her.

Helen didn't reply; she couldn't. Her eyes were rolling into the back of her head, and she was shuddering as Bobbi pressed her attack, making her mistress shudder. Her knees buckled, and she nearly dropped to them, catching herself just in time. The older blonde backed away, and then I witnessed something I'd never seen from Bobbi. The reluctant submissive followed as Helen stumbled backward and hit the edge of the bed. As her ass hit the mattress, Bobbi lunged forward, burying her face between Helen's legs as she continued to eat the older woman out.

"Oh, what the fuck," Helen gasped and fell back on the bed, her hands gathering most of Bobbi's hair, and I couldn't tell whether she was holding the younger woman in place or trying to pull her lips off Helen's overstimulated folds.

Erin backed off my cock and looked over her shoulder at the other women lying on my bed, stroking my cock. "Looks like I win, boss," she said, looking back at me with a grin.

"Lucky," I said, launching forward and sweeping her into my arms as I stood up. She couldn't have weighed more than a hundred pounds and felt incredibly light in my arms.

"Nah," she said, encircling her slender arms around my neck as she brought her lips close to mine. "I warmed her up. I knew how close she was."

I snapped forward, capturing her lips as we neared the bed, not minding that I'd lost the bet to Erin. Honestly… there wasn't much I would have denied her at this point; owing her a favor didn't seem like a big deal.

She squeaked as I dropped her on the bed beside Helen, her dainty legs hanging off the end. I knelt next to Bobbi and slipped my hand around her neck, slowly pulling her off Helen’s crotch as I made her face me. My lawyer immediately groaned, rolled over, and pulled Erin toward her. The two of them feasted on each other’s lips as I stared at Bobbi, admiring Helen’s juices coating most of her face. Leaning forward, I swiped my tongue up her cheek, tasting the thick tang of arousal that clung to her.

“You missed her, didn’t you?” I asked as I pulled back to look her in the eyes.

Her chest rose and fell as she took rapid breaths, but she didn’t immediately reply. I slid back on my ass and drew her on my lap, positioning my painfully erect cock at the opening of her pussy as I drew her toward me. The sensation of Bobbi’s drenched cunt enveloping my dick as I impaled her made me groan, and I nestled my face in her chest, nuzzling her smooth skin.

The smell of Helen’s arousal, the feel of silky flesh against my face, and the sound of the other two women making out were making it difficult to hold back a quickly-building orgasm as I settled into the submissive woman in my lap. I wouldn’t last long.

“Say it,” I said, pulling my face from Bobbi’s chest as I slid my hands on each side of her head, holding firmly to it to make sure she could look nowhere else but directly at me. “Tell me how much you missed your mistress,” I commanded, smearing some of Helen’s juices across her face with a thumb. Movement out of my peripheral vision caught my attention, and I glanced over to see Helen had snuck to the edge of the bed, her face mere inches from mine and Bobbi’s. Erin lay on top of her, pressing her lips to the creamy skin of Helen’s shoulder.