Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 140

I felt something warm and wet make contact with my balls and looked under my legs to see Jessica’s tongue extended as she tried to lap at my scrotum while on her knees. Rose held her firmly by the chin, guiding her and keeping her in place as she knelt behind Jess. She had one arm firmly wrapped around Jess’s plush waist, that hand tightly gripping one of Jessica’s breasts.

Fuck… I’d be interested to see what Rose could do with Jess in the dungeon and made a mental note to make it happen.

Erin, now on top of the table, crawled across it, grabbed Kelly by the chin, and smashed her lips on the Indian-American as I continued to fuck her. She continued to crawl forward, sliding to her knees as she brought her other hand up to wrap her fingers around Kelly’s throat.

The hungry sounds of their kissing spurred me forward, and I picked up the pace, breathing hard as I felt a bead of sweat begin to drip down my forehead. I’d lost count of how many times I came, and yet there were so many other women that I hadn’t stuck my dick in yet. I hadn’t even touched Helen.

I suddenly felt a presence next to me, and Charity was suddenly pressing herself into my side, slipping her head under my arm, and pressing her lips to my chest as she raked her fingernails up and down my abdomen. She looked up at me with those big brown eyes—their innocent gaze covering for the fact that she was an insatiable succubus.

“Will you be able to fuck me again?” she asked as she rested her chin on my chest.

God… was I literally going to fuck until every ounce of my fluids was passed out of my body?

A muffled squeal erupted from Kelly as I suddenly felt the walls of her pussy collapse around my cock. She screamed into Erin’s mouth, cutting off whatever I’d been about to say to Charity.

Instead of dropping off my cock, however, Kelly reached back with both of her hands, waving them frantically in the air. I caught her wrists as Charity picked up on what I was trying to do and slipped out from under my arm. Now, using Kelly’s arms as leverage, I slammed in her even harder.

“God, yes!” Kelly groaned loudly as she tore her mouth free from Erin’s. She looked back at me, her eyes wild through the messy curtain of black hair across her face.

“Yes,” I huffed and leaned down to kiss Charity, seeking out her tongue immediately.

The ferocity of my thrusts must have been too much for Rose and Jess. I could no longer feel their tongues on my balls. Instead, Rose had escorted Jessica out from under my legs, and they’d both stood up. Just as I broke my kiss with Charity, Rose captured my face and guided me to Jessica, who stood in front of her.

As I kissed my ex-girlfriend’s tender lips, Rose pressed her modest chest against her back, squishing the redhead between us as she began nibbling and biting up Jessica’s neck to her ear, and then back down. I felt Jess yelp into my mouth as Rose bit hard on her shoulder and tweaked her nipples roughly. She didn’t take her lips off mine, though. Instead, she lifted a hand and put it on the side of my face, her tender touch suggesting that she wanted this kiss to be more than it was.

I immediately put a stop to it by ending the kiss. Rose raised her face from the crook of Jessica’s neck just in time to give me a quick, hungry kiss, and then I looked back at Charity, who still stood on the other side of me.

“Kiss her,” I said.

Charity didn’t hesitate. Reaching across me, she wrapped one hand around the back of Jess’s neck and hauled her closer. Fortunately, Jessica was tall enough that she was able to reach over mine and Kelly’s interlocked arms and capture the shorter girl’s lips in hers. Again—she wasn’t exactly enthusiastic about it, but she seemed willing to do whatever I told her.

Erin had transitioned from her knees to her small, pert ass, and laid back on the coffee table, face-up. With her legs spread open, she gave Kelly a perfect view of her small, hairless snatch, and Kelly needed no further invitation. She lowered her head between Erin’s thighs and set to work, finally giving Erin what she so desperately needed—an orgasm.

“Ugh! Oh god!” Erin cried out, reaching over her shoulder to grip the edge of the coffee table behind her. It did fantastic things to her impossibly firm tits, stretching them taught on her little chest… her nipples hard enough to slice through glass.

Tara watched the scene unfold while sandwiched between Helen and Shea. Helen was running her lips and tongue up and down Tara’s neck, nipping at it with her teeth as she manipulated her pussy with her fingers. Shea still sat behind her, her tongue running up the side of Tara’s face… her hands cupping Tara’s firm tits as she played with her nipples.

I looked up, and standing in the doorway were two new people—William and Camille. William’s eyes were wide in disbelief, a little discomfort, and an edge of lust. He was still in his swim trunks, chest bare and chiseled… looking like some kind of Greek god. His piercing blue eyes couldn’t leave the sight of the three women on the couch nearest him, the slender and firm personal trainer sandwiched between the blonde lawyer and the Pacific flight attendant.

Camille wasn’t looking at them. Her eyes were locked on me.

They were a collection of blues, grays, and greens that reminded me of an angry sea ready to swallow me whole.

Which is exactly the kind of look she gave me.

Unlike William, she’d never changed into a swimsuit. She’d been too busy working. She was wearing her uniform pants that did so many wonderful things to her juicy ass, but she’d traded out her normal shirt for a simple, salmon-colored cotton T-shirt. It stretched over her curves, her tits clearly wanting to be free of the fabric as it molded perfectly to her form. Its V-neck wasn’t particularly deep, but considering her tits… her cleavage was spectacular.

And she would not stop eye-fucking me.

There, surrounded by some of the hottest girls I’d ever seen, with my dick buried in the soaking pussy of a social media model who had her face buried in the pussy of my incredibly hot personal assistant… all while two women made out in front of me… I locked my gaze directly on my chef, daring her to look away while I fucked this Indian beauty.

And then I unloaded deep inside the model, surrounded by unparalleled beauty, yet my eyes never left Camille’s for a second. The way she stared at me… it was mesmerizing.

She kept her gaze on me through my entire climax until William finally said something to her that I couldn’t hear over all the cries of female pleasure erupting around me.

Finally, Camille looked up at William and murmured something in reply, her plush lips curling into a pleased smile. Then William looked from me, back at his fiancée, and then gave her a nod before turning around and disappearing through the door.

Camille turned her attention back to me as I continued to shoot load after load inside Kelly. Charity had gone back to kissing my chest and arm. Jessica was only a few inches shorter than me, and proceeded to step in close, her large tits pressing into my body as she dragged her mouth across my throat.

Rose slowly sauntered over to Erin and had knelt on the table behind the little silver-haired woman and proceeded to climb on the table so she could drop her pussy on Erin’s face. She immediately leaned forward and began working with Kelly to ensure my assistant was thoroughly pleased.

And there was Camille, still watching me from that same wall Shea had been leaning against until she had moved to Tara. Her fingers trailed idly up and down the hem of her shirt’s V-neck, teasing herself, studying me as her chest rose and fell as she became more aroused.

Kelly began to cry out again and collapsed forward. Droplets of cum went in every direction as my cock bobbed in the air just long enough for Jessica and Charity both to drop to their knees and begin cleaning me off.

Despite everything, my cock was still hard.

I finally managed to tear my gaze away from Camille to survey the Bacchanalia that had taken over the game room. Shea, Tara, and Helen… Kelly, Rose, and Erin… me, Jessica, and Charity… all the different combinations that had taken shape. The way everyone had moved fluidly from one partner to the next like some kind of erotic dance…

I stood there, surrounded by writhing females, while clutching one on either side of me. My chest heaved as I tried to catch my breath. It was all so much.

Was it too much?

Could one man have too much sex with too many partners?

Could a harem be too big?

I glanced back in the direction of Camille, and the spot where she’d been standing was now empty. I glanced around, but she was nowhere to be seen. She was gone… like a spirit.

“Hey!”

My eyes scanned the room once more, wondering what the hell my chef had even been doing here with William, and what did those long, teasing looks mean? And what had William and she told each other? It looked like it had been about him… or perhaps it had been about the group sex in general?

Either way, a conversation was going to come soon.

Finally tearing my eyes from the spot where my chef had been, I looked down at Charity, who was holding a water bottle. She held it in front of me, still leaning into my arm while looking up at me with those big eyes of hers.

“Don’t forget to drink some water.”

I took the bottle from her, popped open the cap, and threw it back as I stood in the middle of the room fully in the nude, my member ready for round… whatever.

This was going to be a long, fun night.

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