Read Story: SEASON 2 EPISODE 38

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Soft lips. That’s what I felt before anything else.

I blinked and saw myself staring into a pair of deep green irises that looked back into mine hungrily. A curtain of coal-black hair fell around, and light seeped past small openings where that thick mane of wavy hair failed to obscure it.

“Danni,” I whispered.

God, I missed Danielle. That sweet smile had warmed my heart so many times. She’d completely given herself to me and had been so utterly devoted to me. She had wanted nothing more than to be mine, suggesting that she would be okay sharing me with others and even going so far as to ask for a collar. I’d turned her down because I knew she wanted a more stable relationship than the one I could give her. Even after all this time, I made the right call.

That didn’t mean that I didn’t miss her.

“Shhh,” she said, giving me her sweet smile as she propped herself up on her elbows, one arm on each side of me. Her back arched, and I could feel the sharp points of her small breasts brush against my chest—those tasty morsels of tender feminine flesh that melted on my tongue the moment it ran across them. So pale, capped with areola like pale pink snow, sitting on top of two small hills.

“I missed you,” I said, looking up into those gentle, verdant eyes.

One finely manicured eyebrow arched as her smile grew, and I could almost read her mind: I’m waiting for you. All you have to do is call out my name.

And I had a feeling she would.

The moment I opened my mouth to say something back to her, she giggled and leaned forward to press her lips to mine again. “Shhh,” she murmured against my mouth. “Just enjoy this.”

Her nose brushed against mine, and then she kissed me again, her lips moist and tender against mine. Then I felt her tongue lap against my lips and opened them to invite her in. My lover didn’t hesitate in delving past, seeking my tongue with her own and engaging in play. She pressed on her elbows and slid a foot up my body so that her petite breasts nearly brushed my chin as she broke the kiss. She never looked away from me, though, and the look in those beautiful eyes of hers was nothing short of pure love.

“How the fuck did I ever get your attention?” I asked, awestruck at her beauty. Her skin was clean, pure ivory, and flawless. I let my gaze trail down her soft jawline, down her porcelain neck and neck and stared at those small, mouthwatering, pointed breasts mere inches from my lips. Then I buried my face between them. I nuzzled my nose against her sternum and inhaled deeply; she smelled faintly of lavender and Dove soap.

And then I felt it… something warm and wet encircling the head of my dick. I let out a long moan of pure elation as I sunk back inside Danni… back inside my sweet, real-life Snow White.

I ran my lips and tongue up her chest, marveling at the silky smoothness of her skin, and looked up into those forest-green eyes once more. She was propping herself up with one hand and had another gently caressing the back of my head. Her short fingernails softly dragged along my scalp.

“Oh god, Danni. That feels… I need more.”

“More what?” Danni said, looking puzzled.

Before I could respond, I felt the flat of a tongue scrape across the head of my cock. It suddenly donned on me—Danni was sitting too high on my torso to be sinking my dick into her sweet snatch. Without responding, I leaned forward and planted a few soft kisses along Danielle’s ribs as I peered around her and saw what was happening.

My assistant’s dark brown—almost black—eyes peered up at me as she grinned around the head of my cock in that true Erin fashion. I watched in fascination as her tongue rounded the tip of my dick, swabbing it in her saliva as she continued to stare up at me. Her silver hair was in danger of falling in her face and obscuring her vision as she tilted her head forward and sunk more of my member between her dark-painted lips. Like Danielle, she didn’t have a stitch on, and was currently on her knees between my legs with her pert little ass swaying gently in the air. I watched as her lips slid down my length in one slow, fluid motion until she swallowed the entire thing. My cock was encased in her tight throat, and I could feel it contract around me as I heard her gag.

I slid my arms around Danni and pulled her into me, closing my eyes and enjoying the sensation of my assistant’s throat around my cock while clinging to my former lover. Danni had straightened and loosely wrapped her arms around me as I cried out in pleasure. I felt her small tits rest on my forehead as she stroked my hair.

“Shhhh… that’s it,” she whispered. “Let us take care of you, love.”

Pulling back, I stared up at her and let her gently push me back until my elbows hit whatever surface we were lying on while Danni lowered her lips to mine for another soul-searing kiss. I could feel her whimper into my mouth as our lips moved over each other’s. Her hands roamed over my chest, lingering over my pectorals. Moments went on for an eternity as we massaged our lips against each other, hers lingering against my bottom lip, suckling gently on it before moving to do the same to my top. That opened the opportunity for me to capture her bottom lip between mine, and I reached up with one hand to grab a handful of Danni’s thick mane as our kiss grew more heated and almost violent. I pulled at her hair, forcing her face away from mine while capturing her bottom lip between my teeth, slowly pulling it along with me as I moved away. She let loose a whimper, and I could feel an increasingly wet, warm patch between her legs grind against my stomach.

Finally, I let it slip free from my teeth, and she hissed as her head tilted back. Her thick black hair fell free from my grasp a moment later as I collapsed on my back, closing my eyes once again to concentrate on the feel of Erin’s tight throat sliding up and down my cock while Danni began grinding herself on my abdomen.

“That’s it,” a silky voice purred. “Fuck her pretty little throat with that big cock.”

A pair of pillowy, soft lips pressed into my forehead as long fingernails began lightly tracing random patterns across my cheeks, driving me to further madness as Erin continued to blow me. My eyes slowly opened just as those soft lips removed themselves, and I found myself staring into a pair of ice-blue eyes.

My Helen.

From my perspective, her face was upside down as she hovered over me. Her gold-spun hair spilled over one shoulder, giving me an unobstructed view of her other shoulder. I followed its curvature up to her neck and traced my gaze along her jawline and up to those beautiful lips. They were moist, slightly parted, and looked incredibly inviting.

The presence of Helen confirmed it—I was dreaming. I had to be. Helen was thousands of miles from me in New York. She wasn’t close enough for me to touch or stare intently into her crystalline eyes. I couldn’t have smelled that flowery, spicy smell of her perfume.

She smiled at me and leaned down to brush her lips across mine, whispering, “I hope you’re missing me as much as I miss you.” Then she pressed her lips to mine, forcing them open as her tongue sought passage. I hummed into her mouth as I felt the rough side of her invading appendage press itself against the rough side of mine and drag it across. The flat of our tongues sliding across each other as we fully engaged in an upside-down kiss was a new experience, and it forced me to drive my hips upward, pressing more of my erection into Erin’s throat on a downstroke.

I raised one hand and wound it through Helen’s hair, keeping her firmly engaged as our kiss deepened, becoming more intense by the second. I could hear her heavy breathing through her nostrils and feel it waft over my skin as I drank deeply of the beautiful blonde. My other hand wandered over Danni, effortlessly retracing the contours of her skin as she leaned forward and pressed her lips to my neck. Her delicate tongue danced over my skin briefly before suckling on me, sure to leave a mark on my neck. Her small, pointed nipples dug into my chest as she ground them against me.

Helen suddenly pulled away, our lips clinging to each other as if they were lost lovers being ripped apart after having just found each other again. She sucked her bottom lip between her teeth as she tilted her head back. Her fingers pressed more firmly into the side of my face as she closed her eyes and let out a loud, husky moan. “Oh, yes,” she breathed.

Danni pulled her lips off me and smiled at the older woman. She gave me a light kiss before pressing her face into Helen’s exposed neck, pressing her lips against our lover’s collarbone as a starting point for the journey they began to take across her silky skin. Another whimper from Helen followed by, “That’s it… fuck me…”

But I wasn’t fucking her. My dick was still buried in Erin’s mouth. I could feel her lips tightly sealed around my girth as she worked them up and down. Her tight throat was trying to milk me dry, and her tongue danced across the most sensitive spot on the underside when she paused after every upstroke. Her slender fingernails were tracing lines and circles across my thighs and gently stroking my testicles. It wasn’t Danni…

“Did you think I was going to miss out on this?”

I looked back at Helen just in time to see a hand slip around her and cover her breast with a palm. Fingers dug into the soft breast that hung mere inches from my face. I already knew who it was; that slight Eastern European accent identified her moments before Natashya appeared over Helen’s shoulder, giving me a smoldering smile just before lowering her head to press her lips to Helen’s trapezius.

“Natashya? What’re you…”

Natashya wrapped a hand around Helen’s neck and pulled the older woman against her. “I never got a chance to taste her.” She smiled mischievously before lowering her mouth back to the same spot she had kissed, only this time, she pulled back her lips and sank her teeth into skin and muscle, drawing a yelp from Helen. It was strange to see my newest submissive like this. I’d been the only one to take a more dominant position with her, yet here was Natashya handling her like I would. I glanced down between Helen’s legs to see that the dancer had taken the penetrative role. She’d donned a strap-on and was currently working it in and out of Helen’s pussy.

“What about Emily?” I asked.

The dancer slid her hand from Helen’s neck to travel between Helen’s breasts. I watched them bounce against Natashya’s arm with every thrust. “Oh, we are still dating. We just reached an understanding.”

I groaned as I felt Erin drop her throat back around my cock. Her lips were hitting its base and kissing my actual groin. I could feel her nose brush against my stomach. Erin was good, but this was a whole other level.