Chapter 26

WEDNESDAY - Part 3

Richard nodded eagerly, his uncertainty shifting as he came over and took Kiera’s hand. She allowed herself to be led to one of the pull-out beds, her full hips swaying with each step, casting one last glance at Jake over her shoulder.

Charlotte turned her attention back to Jake, stepping closer until her body was nearly pressed against his. She hooked her thumbs into her lace panties and slowly slid them down her legs, revealing a meticulously groomed strip of blonde hair above her pussy. She placed her hands on Jake’s chest. “Now,” she said, her voice a sultry purr, “while my husband slips inside your little redhead, I am going to sit on your face and enjoy myself watching your coworkers,” turning her head to look at Jessica and Emily, “entertain themselves with that marvelous cock of yours.”

Jake swallowed, his rock-hard penis, still wet from Richard’s mouth, twitching in response. “Yes, Mrs. Smiths ... Charlotte,” he corrected himself.

“Good boy,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper as she delicately traced a fingernail under his chin, sending a shiver through him. She turned and gracefully made her way towards the unoccupied sofa bed, her movements fluid and confident. Jake stood there, momentarily stunned, his mind struggling to catch up with the events unfolding. Emily softly grasped his hand, her touch comforting and inviting as she and Jessica led him to the bed, where Charlotte stood waiting, her posture both inviting and commanding. “Lay down,” she directed, gesturing towards the unoccupied bed with a languid wave of her hand.

Jake hesitated, his heart pounding in his chest, before climbing onto the bed. The cool sheets caressed his back as he lay down, his body sinking slightly into the mattress. He glanced over at the other bed, where Kiera lay on her back, her red hair splayed out like a halo on the pillow. Mr. Smithson was grunting while slamming into her tight teenage cunt with animalistic rhythm, her large breasts heaving and flopping with each powerful thrust. Kiera turned her head to look at Jake, her large emerald eyes filled with pure, unadulterated lust. She bit her lower lip, her freckled cheeks flushed at the thought of Jake watching her get fucked.

Charlotte slipped off her heels and climbed onto the bed, her thighs resting on either side of Jake’s head before she lowered herself down. The scent of expensive perfume and her musky cunt, enveloped him. He tentatively ran his tongue along her slick folds, tasting her as she settled more firmly against his face.

“That’s it,” Charlotte purred, grinding against his mouth. “Lick my pussy. Make me cum with that tongue of yours.”

Jessica and Emily exchanged a glance, then moved to either side of Jake. Emily’s delicate fingers wrapped around his erection, stroking him with practiced skill as Jessica leaned down to swirl her tongue around his swollen head, tasting the precum oozing freely from the tip.

On the adjacent bed, Kiera’s moans grew louder as Richard continued to thrust into her with increasing urgency. “Oh god ... oh god,” she wailed, her freckled breasts bouncing with each impact. Her eyes remained fixed on Jake, watching Charlotte ride his face and Jessica suck his cock.

Jake’s world narrowed to the sensations overwhelming him—Charlotte’s wet cunt against his mouth, Jessica’s skilled tongue circling his cock, and Emily’s soft hands caressing his balls. He worked his tongue diligently, lapping at Charlotte’s slick folds, desperately wanting to make her cum.

Charlotte threw her head back, a wail of pleasure escaping her lips as one hand desperately toyed with her hardened nipples, the other dancing feverishly over her swollen clit. She writhed against his face, her hips grinding in rhythm with her desire. “Yes, just like that,” she moaned, her voice a husky whisper. Her eyes, glazed with lust, were fixed on Jessica, whose head was bobbing up and down along Jake’s shaft, her cheeks hollowing with each deliberate descent. “Don’t you dare let him cum,” Charlotte demanded, her voice a sultry command. “I’m going to need that cock inside me.”

On the adjacent bed, Richard’s hips were moving in an erratic, desperate rhythm. His breath came in ragged gasps as he plunged into Kiera, her young body quivering with each powerful thrust. “So ... fucking ... tight,” he grunted, his fingers digging into the soft, yielding flesh of her thighs. Sweat beaded on his forehead, trickling down his temple as he lost himself in her heat.