Read Story: SEASON 2 EPISODE 133

A handful of voices erupted in howls as I walked out, blinking into the light of the game room despite the lamps providing soft, unoffensive illumination.

Perched on the couch were Shea and Tara, with Rose standing beside the closet door where I’d just emerged. She closed it behind me. I blinked again, this time out of confusion. “Uhh… there was someone else in there.”

Rose gave me a wicked grin. “Yep. Have fun solving that little mystery.”

Walking to the couch nearest us and opposite of Helen and Tara, I gently set Charity’s naked ass on the back of it, still holding her as we glanced at each other. She looked like she didn’t have any more of a clue what this was than I did. Then I looked from her to Tara, who looked equally clueless. What was this? And why was Tara here without Erin? Was I right in assuming Erin was the one in the closet?

The dancer could see the questions written all over my face and slunk toward me, dark desires glinting in her eyes. “Don’t worry about it,” she said, closing the distance between us. She bit her lip as she reached out, slender fingers grazing along my shoulder, the tips playing across my muscles.

“I heard Little Miss in there singing.” She blinked heavy-lidded eyes and turned a predatory gaze toward Charity. “Did you make our little girl here feel good? Is it my turn yet?”

Curiosity was roaring in the back of my brain, but the fire in my dick burned hotter, and my questions suddenly seemed unimportant. I had a fun-sized Filipino girl in my arms who made it very clear to me she was far from done. Next to us stood a tall, willowy goddess with skin like dark coffee who was salivating for a turn on my dick.

And I’d just been drugged with something that was supposed to keep my cock rock-hard for four hours—any more than that and I’d need to consider talking to a doctor.

Fuck it. Answers could wait.

“I promised her I wasn’t done,” I confessed.

I felt Charity’s fingers dig possessively into my back as she stared a wordless challenge at Rose—if she wanted a turn right now, Rose would have to fight for it. A quick glance showed me that the furnace in her was still burning bright.

Rose sighed, feigning disappointment. “Fiiiine. I guess I’ll have to find other ways to stay busy until it’s my turn.”

I threw a quick glance at Tara to see that she was watching the entire situation with an intensity I’d only seen her give Erin. Apparently, one or both of the ladies had piqued her interest almost as much as my assistant had. I started to suggest that maybe my trainer might like some company, but Rose looked back to Charity, placing a single finger underneath the younger girl’s chin.

The sight of the taller woman looking down on the younger set my groin on fire—Charity gazed up at her, her big eyes emphasized by her dark liner. Rose stared down at her hungrily, reminding me of the way Helen would look at Bobbi. Aside from Helen, the dancer was one of the most aggressive women in my orbit.

“What about you, cupcake?” Rose said softly but with an edge. She gave Charity a once-over, her finger still under the younger woman’s chin. “Please don’t tell me you only play for one team.”

Despite how interesting their conversation was, I didn’t want to wait any longer. Charity hadn’t released me this entire time, and my Viagra-fueled cock was still buried inside her, so I picked back up where we left off. My cock slowly began sawing in and out of Charity’s pussy. The Filipino girl clung tighter to me, but kept her eyes fixed on the taller woman as I fucked her.

“I’ve been with a couple of women,” she said, her voice quavering only slightly. Her pupils were dilated, but I couldn’t tell if it was from the long, drawn-out orgasm she’d had in the closet, the fact that I was fucking her right now in a room full of people watching her, or if it was Rose’s seduction routine.

The dancer’s lips curled into a playful little smile. “Fuck. Yes.”

Then she leaned in and gently pressed her plush lips to Charity’s. The latter girl whimpered into the kiss, and I picked up my speed, suddenly forgetting about anything else happening around us as I watched a hint of pink tongue slowly flicker between their mouths. Their lip-lock deepened, and I set a rhythm, leaning in to press my lips to the side of Charity’s face.

She moaned against Rose’s mouth as the two continued, and her arms tightened around me, a subtle gesture that requested I fuck her deeper. In the closet, she’d been dark and playful and a tinge romantic. Here, it was all smoldering intensity. Rose really knew how to turn the heat up in all the right ways.

I nuzzled my face against Charity’s, then felt Rose’s fingers on my chin, turning me to face her as the kiss ended. She immediately sought my lips, initiating a kiss with me and invading my mouth. Our tongues massaged and caressed, and my speed picked up as we breathed deeply of each other, every curl of her tongue against mine urging me on a little more. What can I say? Rose was a fucking amazing kisser.

Eventually, she broke our kiss, grinning at me like the cat who ate the canary and guided Charity and me back to each other, initiating another kiss.

“God,” she whispered. “That is so damn hot…”

Charity and I were just starting to lose ourselves in the kiss when we felt another pair of lips on the corners of our mouths—Rose coming into insert herself, initiating a three-way kiss. Instinctively, Charity and I rotated our heads toward Rose to let her in, and we got lost in whose tongue was whose, as they tangled in each other. It was all an erotic, messy chaos.

“Ugh,” Charity moaned into our mouths, her grip tightening. Rose immediately dropped from our kiss to suck on one of Charity’s tits as the younger girl began cumming again on my dick. The sight of Rose’s lips compressed around Charity’s nipple, followed by the feel of Charity’s lips on my neck and her canal convulsing around my cock was too much to handle, and I felt my cock convulse as I began working through my second orgasm of the night. I buried my face in Charity’s hair as I let out a long groan, feeling another series of loads fill her. Fuck… I hoped she was on birth control, because if she wasn’t, I was about to coat her entire womb so thoroughly in my seed that my little swimmers were sure to remain active for weeks.

“Goddamn, that was hot.”

Erin’s voice pulled me out of my reverie, and I turned to see her standing near the couch, just behind Shea and Tara. My lesbian personal trainer suddenly found it much easier to look away from me—and the two girls I’d been intimately tangled with. She glanced over her shoulder at Erin and said, “Oh, hey there. Glad you could make it, love!”

Before, Tara had been all smolder and longing. That longing was still there, but now it was tempered by joy at seeing my personal assistant. If I didn’t know better—and I didn’t—I might’ve thought Tara was actually in love with Erin.

Not that I could blame her.

My young, silver-haired assistant grinned down at Tara and said, “Hey there, sexy! I wouldn’t have missed this for the world. Enjoying the show so far?”

By now, my cock should’ve reached a level of semi-softness that would’ve caused it to at least partially pull out of Charity—but that wasn’t the case this time. I had to back away from the petite Filipina still perched on the back of the couch, my cock slipping free... hard as ever.

“Mmmm,” Rose hummed. “I’ll get you later,” she said to my cock as it bobbed in the air.

Then she turned her attention to Charity. “First,” she said, placing a couple of slender fingers between Charity’s bare breasts, “I think I have a little snack.”

She gave Charity a gentle shove, and the young woman squealed as she tumbled backward onto the empty couch cushions. Rose slunk around the other side, never taking her eyes off the younger girl as she closed in. Charity shifted, reclining along the length of the couch and letting one leg fall off the side—giving all of us a beautiful view of her messy, cum-soaked pussy.

Rose stalked over the arm of the couch and prowled between the girl’s legs, dipping her head down and out of sight.

“Oh, fuck…” Charity’s head rolled back, eyes fluttering closed as she surrendered to Rose’s oral attention.