Read Story: SEASON 2 EPISODE 131

"Induction"

Charity's Secret tryst turns into an open-door orgy..

“Ohhh fuuuuuck!” Charity groaned as she held me close. She was like a koala, clinging to me for dear life, her cheek pressed against mine so that I could hear every pant… every groan… every gasp in clear, high-definition quality.

My steel-hard rod slid in and out of her with relative ease despite how tight she was, thanks to how utterly sloppy she was between her legs. Unsurprising, considering she’d been watching porn and playing with herself before I’d entered the room—it was quite possibly the wettest I’d ever felt from a woman. Erin always seemed soaking wet every time I came in contact with her pussy, but this was on a whole other level.

Charity was far from a passive participant—her hands were tight around my neck, giving her the leverage to do half the work of moving up and down my shaft, aided by my hands on her firm ass. That meant I didn’t have to move my hips much, which was helpful for the mystery girl between my legs. My balls rested on her palm, her fingers gently curling around them as her fingernails lightly teased my sensitive skin between the base of my cock and my ass. Tender lips delivered gentle kisses, worshiping them as I focused most of my attention on Charity.

“Hey,” I panted against Charity’s cheek. “Who is that?”

“I don’t know,” she huffed, adjusting her grip to keep a firm grasp on me. “Unghff… she must have been in here before…”

“You didn’t know?” I asked. Rose had said she was giving Charity a little alone time with me—that was far from what this was. “You okay with this?”

“Yesss…” she hissed, nuzzling into the side of my neck. “I just wanted a few minutes of attention for myself. She’s minding her own business and staying out of my way. Besides, it’s hot.”

That was undeniable. I had a pretty good idea of who it was, but being surprised like this and not being one hundred percent sure of the identity was intoxicating.

I felt the lips around my balls curl into a smile before whoever was down there pulled away. A moment later, a warm, wet tongue stroked between them, lathing the left, then the right, before gently slipping the right between her mouth. An amused little hum escaped her throat, but it wasn’t enough to identify who it was.

Not that it mattered right now. What did matter was that it had been a few hours since Erin had drained me, Rose could kiss the life back into a corpse, and my little Head of PR, whom I had not yet fucked, was as hot as the sun. All of that combined meant that I didn’t think I would last long. Fortunately, I’d managed to develop a lot of staying power in the last couple of months. That first load always came quickly, but I could still keep going a few more rounds after.

Now that I knew Charity wasn’t miffed that another girl was sharing our moment, what had me worried was that I doubted Rose was the only girl out there. I’d handled as many as six girls at a time, but that had nearly killed me—sex was a lot of physical work, and while I was becoming stronger and more fit, I was hardly a god.

“I’m gonna cum,” I said.

Charity let out a little squeak as I dropped her back down on my cock. “Fuck… already!?”

“What can I say?” I said, not offended by her incredulity at the fact that I was already there. “You’re just too damn sexy.”

“I’m flattered,” she panted. I felt her lips brush my forehead, my cheeks… always unable to make contact for more than a few moments thanks to all the bouncing she was doing. “I hope you can keep going after.”

“Oh, don’t worry about that,” I said, feeling my balls tighten inside mystery girl’s mouth, feeling on the verge of exploding. My voice became strained, and it became harder to keep a grip on the girl in my arms. “I’m gonna make you—oh fuck!”

My fingers dug into her firm ass as I felt my testicles contract, followed by my shaft as it launched the first spurt of my jism deep in Charity’s pussy. A second stream jettisoned deep inside the young woman, then a third… all without me stopping from sending her bouncing up and down my dick.

She must have been close, because after the third load, she threw her arms around my shoulders and collapsed on top of me, burying her face partially in the side of my temple as she bottomed out on my cock and let out a long guttural groan. The lips on my scrotum slithered upward, and I felt a tongue lap at the base of my cock where Charity and I were joined, presumedly licking up our combined fluids.

The little woman in my arms shuddered as she bucked against me—prolonged grunts and moans next to my ear that hit just that pitch that was almost painful. I rode it out. The fact that I could provide such a beautiful woman with a long, drawn-out orgasm like this was worth a little momentary discomfort.

Moments passed as the rest of my ejaculate poured out of my cock and mingled with Charity’s juices—whatever seeped from our joining was quietly lapped up by whoever was under us. I just held Charity and waited for her to recover. Her legs stayed wrapped around me, an occasional hum coming from the girl drinking our juices.

“God,” she finally whispered, pulling back so that she could rest her forehead on mine. “It’s been a while.”

I nuzzled my forehead against hers. “Sorry it took so long to make it happen.”

She chuckled. “I was so close to going out and just finding some random guy at a bar.”

“What made you wait?”

“Erin and Helen,” Charity said. “They told me it was worth the wait.”

“Hope I lived up to your expectations,” I said.

“Oh… it was definitely worth it. I’ll be ready to go again soon.”

“Ready whenever you are,” I said.

“Yum,” Charity said.

“My concern isn’t fucking you,” I said, leaning down to lay kisses across her chest and noticed that the girl underneath ceased all contact. “It’s that I’m pretty sure you guys have something brewing out there, and I’m a little concerned about lasting that long.”

“Well,” Charity said, a note of apprehension creeping into her voice. “You may not have to worry too much about that.”

My kisses slowed to a halt, eyes instinctively moving up to where I believed hers to be, even though I couldn’t see a damn thing. “What do you mean?”

“I may have spiked your last drink with crushed Viagra.”

I recalled her bringing it to me about an hour ago—something alcohol free since I was hoping to keep most of a clear mind.

“Erin said you wouldn’t mind,” Charity quickly followed, her hands on my shoulders tightening along with her tone. Even in the dark, I could tell she was afraid she’d done something I wouldn’t have approved of.