Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 10

The Thank You

The message came just after sunset.

Katherine:

“Ava wants to say thank you. Come over.”

No emojis. No details.

But Tommy’s chest tightened as he read it.

He didn’t need more.

He knew.

The house was dim, warm, flickering with candlelight. No music. Just the low, erotic hum of something about to unfold.

Katherine opened the door like she’d been expecting him for hours. No smile — just an arched brow and a knowing tilt of her head. Her robe was dark, silky, barely tied, and her skin glowed like she'd just stepped out of a steamy bath.

“She’s in the living room,” she murmured, stepping aside.

Tommy’s heart thundered as he stepped in.

There — sprawled across the velvet couch like sin in the flesh — was Ava.

Hair damp and wavy. Silky robe falling off one shoulder. One leg curled under the other. Bare. Glowing. Smirking like she already owned him.

“So you showed up,” she purred, eyes devouring him. “Good. I've been aching.”

She rose slowly. With each step toward him, her robe loosened more — the bare curve of her hip… the swell of her breasts. Tommy tried not to stare, but she loved that he did.

“You remember what I said last night?” she asked.

He swallowed hard. “Yes.”

Her eyes flicked to Katherine, now lounging in a chair in the corner, sipping wine, robe parted just enough to tease the tops of her breasts.

“Mind if I borrow your boy?” Ava asked.

Katherine’s lips curled. “Oh, I plan to share him. But please… start.”

Ava pushed Tommy back onto the couch, straddling him with hungry ease. She grabbed his chin and looked him in the eyes.

“Open your mouth, neighbor boy.”

She rose onto her knees and pulled the robe fully open, revealing her bare, glistening pussy inches from his face.

“Eat. And don’t stop until I break.”

Tommy obeyed, tongue out, mouth hungry. Ava let out a throaty moan as he latched on, licking long and slow at first, then faster as her hips began to roll.

“Ohhh… god yes… you taste that, baby? That’s what a grateful pussy feels like.”

Her fingers gripped his hair, yanking, grinding down on his mouth. She rode his face with rhythm, back arching, moans getting filthier.

Katherine sipped and smiled. “Good boy… make her cum.”

Ava leaned back, chest heaving. “He’s good, Kat… fuck… he’s licking like he needs it.”

“Oh, he does,” Katherine whispered. “I haven’t even let him fuck me yet. Poor thing’s been begging.”

Ava’s thighs tensed. “Fuck! Yes! Tongue-fuck this pussy—yes, yes—RIGHT there!”

Her body jolted, her moans high and shaking, and she came hard on his face — grinding down until Tommy was breathless.

Ava collapsed forward, panting against his chest.

“Now,” she gasped, “I want to feel that cock.”

She slid off his face, pulling his pants down and gasping as his thick, hard length sprang free.

“Goddamn,” Ava hissed. “It’s thicker than I thought… look at this cock, Kat.”

Katherine stood and walked over slowly, robe fully open now, her thick, luscious pussy glistening under the low light.

“Oh… it is thick. He’s going to ruin your pretty little holes, Ava.”

Ava climbed on top and sank down slowly, her moans dragged out, long and filthy.

“Fuuuuck… he’s stretching me… god yes… stretch me with that fat cock…”

Tommy gripped her hips, letting her ride — slow at first, then faster as her slick walls clenched around him.

Katherine knelt beside them, watching with dark, gleaming eyes.

“He’s fucking you so good, Ava… I can see it in your face.”

“Oh, he’s perfect,” Ava cried. “This cock’s gonna leave a mark… my husband will know this pussy got stretched.”

Tommy groaned. The words, the moans, the feel of her wet heat gripping him — it was too much. He tried to hold back, but Ava gripped his throat lightly and commanded:

“Don’t cum yet. I want you to wreck my ass.”

Katherine grinned wickedly. “Yes… time for his real test.”

Ava flipped over, ass high, face buried in the couch. She reached back and spread herself for him.

“Come stretch this hole, Tommy. Show me what that thick dick can do.”

Tommy’s breath caught as he pressed in, slowly… carefully… her moans shifting into gasps, then groans, then snarls of pleasure.

“Fuuuuuuck, YES!” Ava cried. “Stretch it! Stretch this ass! I want to feel it tomorrow. I want it to hurt, baby!”

Katherine dropped to her knees, crawling between Tommy’s legs and licking his balls as he pumped into Ava’s tight hole.

“Oh my god, Kat—he’s wrecking me,” Ava cried. “Wreck my ass! Show her what that cock does!”

Katherine’s tongue was soft and wet as she moaned beneath them. Then, suddenly, she stood and climbed onto the couch behind him — planting her thighs across his face.

“My turn, baby. Eat your reward.”

Her pussy was thick, soft, already dripping. She lowered it slowly onto his mouth and grinded down, her breath shaking.

“Yes… yes, baby… that tongue… oh fuck…”

Tommy was buried. Ava’s ass swallowing his cock. Katherine’s pussy smothering his mouth. He moaned into her, sending vibrations through her clit.

“You’re being such a good boy,” Katherine panted. “Eat it. Suck this fat pussy.”

Ava’s voice was ragged, wild. “He’s… stretching my ass so fucking deep… ohh fuckkkk!!!”

The room was a tangle of bodies, sweat, and sex. Wet sounds echoed off the walls. Moans overlapped. The women pushed him, teased him, praised him.

Katherine leaned back, riding his face with abandon.

“Make me cum… tongue me harder… oh fuck, I’m cumming… YES!”

Ava screamed out as well, body convulsing.

“I’m cumming! My ass is fucking destroyed!”

When it was done, the three collapsed into a sticky, trembling pile.

Katherine laid across Tommy’s chest, still panting, her fingers trailing over his lips.

“First time fucking in front of me,” she whispered. “You passed.”

Ava curled against his side. “And that ass-fucking? You’re dangerous.”

Tommy didn’t say a word. His face was wet. His cock was soaked. His whole body buzzing.

He was changing. And they were making sure of it.