The Love of Money II
Copyright© 2025 by MindSketch
Chapter 27: Induction
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 27: Induction - Marcus and the others are no longer just surviving the world—they’re shaping it. Erin has always known what she wants. Now she’s orchestrating it. Helen is learning that submission isn’t surrender. Bobbi, stripped of her old identity, stands at a crossroads. New women cross his path. Old ones return. Some hand him their heart. Some, a leash. Some, a knife in the back. And then there are the ones waiting for him to stumble. It's hard to rest when you have a target painted on your back.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Coercion Consensual NonConsensual Reluctant Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Rags To Riches BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Light Bond Rough Sadistic Spanking Group Sex Harem Orgy Interracial Black Female White Female Oriental Female Indian Female Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Exhibitionism Facial Massage Oral Sex Petting Pregnancy Sex Toys Squirting Voyeurism Big Breasts Small Breasts Slow Violence
“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.
I stared up at her—or where I thought her face was—and let a few moments pass in silence, feeling the tension grow with each heartbeat. Then I grabbed her by one of her twin tails and pulled her head toward mine until our foreheads touched again. If we’d had light, I would have been looking directly into her eyes.
“Girl,” I husked, “I’m going to fuck you until you pass out for this.”
I pressed up on her ass, pulling some of my still-hard cock out of her pussy, and then slid it back in slowly. She gasped.
“You don’t know what you’ve done.”
Jesus Christ ... she really didn’t. On any regular day, I was already a rabid horndog. If she really did spoke my drink with Viagra, there was no way in hell she was going to survive what I did to her.
“Oh...” She breathed. Then she squealed and I got the sense that our mystery guest was behind her. I heard a quiet kissing noise as if someone was licking and sucking softly on skin. I could make out just enough to see the faint silhouette of another head buried into the crook of Charity’s neck.
“You better fucking pray Rose has an entire lineup out there, because if there isn’t enough pussy out there for me to fuck, I’m not only fucking you till you pass out, Charity...”
I heard a faint whisper near Charity’s ear from the mystery woman.
“Oh my God...” Charity gasped.
“I’m going to fuck your unconscious little body till you’re filled to the brim.”
“Oh my God,” she repeated. “That! I want that!”
“Fucking good,” I growled, as I began to work my cock in and out of the little PR slut.
An arm snaked around my neck and pulled me close, and I felt a pair of lips press against mine and a tongue invade my mouth—not Charity. This pair of lips wasn’t as plush as Charity’s ... but they were wetter. The tongue was aggressive as it invaded, seeking out mine and pinning it to the roof of my mouth as if it were an all-out war. Her tongue was dominating, but her lips were more pliant and insistent ... like those of a desperate lover.
Whatever confidence I had in the identity of this person was immediately dashed by that kiss, and curiosity got the best of me. I took a hand off Charity’s ass and just barely managed to keep her aloft with one arm as I felt around for the back of the girl’s head in hopes that the hair would tell me something...
And felt a beanie.
The fucking girl kissing me was wearing a goddamn beanie.
What was only a passing curiosity now burned bright.
Her lips left mine, and then I vaguely made out the shape of her head pressed close to Charity’s. The sound of kissing soon followed as I continued to fuck her little body.
“Oh...” I heard Charity murmur in surprise, followed by a series of hums and moans, as if she were enjoying the kisses she was receiving from our shared lover.
More movement that I couldn’t quite make out ... then, “Oh god...”
“What?” I asked, hating that I couldn’t see anything despite how hot the mystery was.
“My tits,” she sighed. “Oh ... I haven’t felt ... nnngg!”
Her pussy twitched around my cock.
I leaned in closer in an attempt to make out what the mystery girl was doing to Charity, but then I suddenly felt lips on mine again, hungry and searching. She gave me another intense kiss and then disappeared again. Moments later, I felt her hand back on my balls, caressing them before fingers wrapped around the base of my cock.
Getting the picture, I braced Charity’s ass in my hands and lifted her up. She groaned and tightened her grip around the back of my neck. “What...?”
Her tongue suddenly painted the length of my shaft as she pulled it out of Charity’s snatch. Then she engulfed two-thirds of it in a single move that left me groaning.
“Fffffuuuuck ... she’s...?
I leaned forward and buried my face in Charity’s chest as I felt the mystery woman’s lips slide up and down my shaft a few times.
“Hey...” Charity said, the tone in her voice suggesting she was getting impatient for the return of what she’d been using.
I wasn’t the only one to sense it. Moments later, I felt the tip of my penis being guided back to Charity’s opening. A tongue lapped at where mine and Charity’s organs met. Then I sank it back inside her as our mystery lover proceeded to lap at my balls again, intermittently delivering kisses along my inner thigh and my prostate.
“Time’s up!”
Rose’s voice cut through the haze of lust that permeated the small closet. With my cock buried in one girl’s pussy and another girl’s tongue dancing along my prostate, I wanted to tell Rose to shut the fuck up ... the last thing I wanted to do was stop for anything.
But if I’d learned anything about these women, it’s that they always had something delightful planned, and telling her to fuck off was probably short-sighted.
I looked back at Charity. “We should go.”
“Fuck!” she groaned, sounding absolutely pitiful. “I’m not there yet!”
Another spoke up, tinged with an Australian accent. “Think they fell asleep in there?”
Wait ... was that... Tara!
My cock lurched at the thought of Tara being out there when I emerged, naked, with an equally nude Charity.
I suddenly had no reason to stay in this closet—I wanted to confirm if I’d just heard Tara, I wanted to see what Rose and Charity had set up, and I wanted to know who the other woman in the closet was.
“Greedy,” I said, stopping mid-thrust so that she was still perched on my cock with her legs still wrapped around me. “I’ll finish you off out there. Hope you’re good with an audience.”
“I wouldn’t have agreed to any of this if I weren’t,” Charity said. “Just hurry and get out there. I’m ready to go again!”
The mystery woman was kissing Charity’s shoulder, and I felt around for her chin, lifting it as I reached down to give her a quick kiss. “Come on.”
With Charity still in my arms, I turned and headed for the closet door. By now, there were a few voices out there catcalling, hooting, and yelling at me to get out there. As I reached the door, Charity obliged by grabbing the closet door knob for me and twisting it until it opened.
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.”
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