She Used Me for a Dare… Now I Own Her Mother

They were licking every trace of him like a rare delicacy they had never tasted before.

Their eyes met for a brief, charged moment… Heena’s gaze sharp and possessive, Lydia’s filled with defiant hunger. Neither looked away.

Alex smirked at the sight, then settled back into his chair with deliberate ease. He spread his legs wide, his thick, still semi-hard cock resting heavily against his thigh, clearly on display and inviting.

She crawled forward on her knees, eager and shameless, and reached between his legs. Without hesitation, she opened her mouth and gulped down his thick cock in the name of cleaning.

“Greedy bitch,” Heena muttered under her breath, refusing to be left behind.

Alex leaned back further, a low groan of pleasure escaping him as he watched both women eagerly cleaning and sharing his cock with their tongues and mouths.

“Did I do good?”

“You were perfect.”

She pressed her naked body against his, slowly grinding her wet folds along the length of his cock, feeling it harden again beneath her.

Alex wrapped his arms around Heena from behind, pulling her close against his chest. His lips brushed her ear as he whispered, voice low and rough with lust.

Heena shivered at his words, a soft moan escaping her lips. But Alex wasn’t finished.

He turned his head toward Lydia, who was still standing nearby, watching them with wide, hungry eyes.

Lydia’s heart skipped. She quickly composed herself and stepped forward, pushing the small service cart closer to them.

“I was hoping you would have the utmost pleasure tonight, so I brought a few things,” she said, her voice slightly breathy.

It was more suggestion than clothing, with less than a foot of material that would barely cover the curve of her ass, leaving almost everything exposed with every movement.

Lydia’s confidence grew. She picked up the next item.

Heena’s eyes were glued to the items as she continued slowly grinding back and forth on Alex’s cock, her wet folds sliding along his hard length.

“Hmm…” Heena nodded, a soft, needy sound escaping her lips.

The thought made her grind harder.

Alex raised an eyebrow. “That’s it?”

It was a realistic, thick dildo.

Alex smiled at the sight, a dark gleam in his eyes. “Well, I never needed it… but keep it. We might have some use for it later.”

“And help her wear everything,” Alex ordered calmly, his eyes dark with anticipation.

She stepped closer and placed the red tie around Heena’s neck like a collar, letting the silky material rest teasingly between her bare breasts.

Heena stood up gracefully and adjusted the stockings to her liking, then slipped on the luxurious heels, the height making her posture even more elegant and her ass look irresistibly round.

Finally, she placed a pair of stylish reading glasses on Heena’s face, completing the scandalous, intellectual look.

“She’s ready, sir,” she whispered, her voice thick with reluctant arousal.

He stood up slowly from his chair, his eyes never leaving Heena. He took her hand gently but firmly and pulled her up to her feet.

Heena obeyed, turning slowly in place. The tiny skirt flared just enough to reveal the curve of her ass and the tops of her stockings, the red tie swaying teasingly between her bare breasts, the heels making every movement seductive and elegant.

Alex’s gaze darkened with hunger as he watched her.

Without another word, he took her hand and led her toward the bedroom, not waiting for any response. Heena followed willingly, her heart racing, the scandalous outfit brushing against her skin with every step.