Lola, Bree, Dion, Camden

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From: [email protected]

Subject: Dinner Party Event

Hi Guys! It’s your landlord Lola. I am hosting a couple of the founders that I coach and a few investors on Saturday evening. I will need full use of the living room and kitchen. I am asking for privacy during this time, so if you need other accommodations during this time, please let me know and I will make arrangements. The event is scheduled to take place from 7-9.

Thanks again for your cooperation. If you have questions, feel free to reply to this email. My door is always open.

Lola

Saturday Evening

“Yes, I think Fortuna Co. is an amazing acquisition for your EV company. It’s always important to bring manufacturing in-house when it would otherwise be cost-prohibitive…”

“LOLA, YOU'RE A FOUL, RAGGEDY DOUBLE DIPPING SLUMLORD WHO FUCKS HER TENETS.”

“Excuse me for a moment.”

“Bree, what the fuck is your issue?”

“YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID?”

“Listen, shut the fuck up with all this yelling. I am going to see my guests out and then you and I will deal with this.”

As I’m seeing my guests out, she goes around slamming the kitchen cabinet doors. I walk back into the kitchen.

“If you would please stop with this bullshit and tell me what the problem is?”

Slurring her words slightly, she whines, “You slept with Dion.”

“Ok, is there some rule against that?”

“Well, no, but I thought you liked me. I thought you wanted me, that you would take care of me. Ever since that time in the pool house, it’s all I can think about. It consumes me. I wanted you to control me again.”

I lean against the counter, fascinated at this turn of events. I thought she’d been to embarrassed to want to try again because she had been so distant.

She continues, “When I finally get the courage to come see you again, I find you and Dion on the couch fucking like wild animals. SO FUCK YOU!”

“Ok, Bree. Let's make two things clear right now. You can not have all of me. That will never be an option. There is a reason I never married, and that is because I don’t ever want to be tied to one person only. Second, if you want something, you’ll be a nice little pet and ask for it.” I close in on her, reveling in the smell of vodka, perfume, and arousal. She must not be wearing underwear.

She bats those long lashes at me and says quietly, “Okay.”

“What did you say?”

“Yes, mam.”

“Good; now that you understand me, tell me what you would like.”

“I want you to make me come again.”

Hmm, maybe she thinks she will have a say in how I make her come…she is in for a surprise.

“If I do this, you will have no say in when or how you come, understood?”

“The fuck you mean, no say?”

“Did I stutter?”

“No.”

“No, what?”

“No, mam.”

“Go into the living room and get undressed.”

She turns and leaves the kitchen to walk into the sunken living room. I send a quick text to Dion to tell him to meet me in the living room in 5 minutes. After going to the pool house to change and grab my bag of toys, I meet both Dion and Bree in the living room.

With a disgusted look on her face, she says, “What is he doing here? Are you going to make me watch the two of you again?”

With a sly smile, I reply, “Don’t be jealous, love. Dion is a part of your pleasure. Unlike you, Dion will gladly help me help you. Isn’t that right, Dion?”

“Yes, mam.”

“Dion, get undressed and sit on the far side of the couch. Do not touch yourself, or I will cuff you too. Bree, bend over.” She does as instructed and bends over. I take a wrist-to-ankle harness and wrap her wrist to her ankles. She is resting her head sideways against the sofa. I leave her standing like that while I search for my air pulsating toy. I unpackage it and bring it toward her. With her bent over the sofa, both Dion and I have a full view of her soaked pussy. I turn on the toy and place the suction head on her clit. She shivers and moans.

“You will endure this without one word. If you moan, I stop, understood?”

“I will tell you when you can moan, and I will tell you when you come, understood?” She gives a curt nod. With that, I move the pulsating vibrator back over her clit. She is squirming and breathing heavily. I watch as her pussy begins to clinch, singling that she is close. I pull the toy away. Her breathing is becoming erratic. As her breathing resumes the normal level, I move the toy over clit again.

She squirms and whimpers, which makes me remove the toy. I lean over to whisper in her ear, “Your pussy is telling me you want to come. Do you want to come, Bree?” She shakes her head yes feverishly.

“Not yet.” She whimpers again but doesn’t move. She is waiting patiently for what happens next.

“Dion, come here, love.” Dion gets up and walks across the room toward us. His massive cock at full attention.

“Love, I want you to give Bree here one long hard stroke and then pull out of her completely.” He complies, and as he glides in, she moans and her knees buckle. Dion is quick and grabs her hips to steady her. I push the vibrator back over her clit and her moan is uncontrollable.

“If you are going to misbehave, we will stop.”

“Mam, can I please moan? I can’t control it.”

“You can and you will, but I tell you what, if you can take Dion and I for three more strokes, I will let you moan.” She nods her head in compliance. She sucks her lips between her teeth and inhales deeply, as if in anticipation of a spanking. Three times Dion and I **** her with pleasure, the scent of sex filling the room. When we are done, I tell her she can moan. She doesn’t, but the retreat of the nearness of us causes her body to slack against the sofa.

“So tell me, Bree. You gon’ act right from now on?”

“Yes, mam. I promise.”

“That makes me happy. Thanks for being a good girl for me. Now Dion and I are going to make you come.”

“Without me?”

Camden walks into the room. He stands with his arms crossed, surveying Bree’s spent body on the couch and Dion standing as straight as a board like a solider awaiting instructions. There is the scent of sex and heat in the air.

“Only if you behave and do exactly as instructed,” I say.

“Yes mam.”

Well, shit…I didn’t think he’d acquiesce so quickly. When I wave my hand signaling him to undress, he complies quickly and is naked within the blink of an eye.

I remove the harness from around Bree’s wrists and ankles. Then I tell her to get on all fours on the sofa. I position Dion behind her and Camden underneath her. Camden’s dick is not as long as Dion’s but just as thick, with a slight upward curve. Bree lowers the front of her pussy over Camden’s mouth, and he gladly accepts her clit on his tongue. I lower Bree’s head to Camden’s cock.

“Camden’s dick with swallow your moans. Take him as deep as you can. Dion, Fuck her slow and hard. Camden, devour her clit. Begin.”

They all move in unison. Bree moaning onto Camden’s rock hard dick as she takes him to the base of her throat. Camden and Dion are quietly devouring her sloppy wet pussy. The sound of her wetness and their bodies slapping echo throughout the room. I lean back and watch Dion’s face. He looks at me and gives me that lopsided smile of his. I smile back. His eyes go big for a second. I get up from my seat on the couch and look to see that Camden is not only sucking on Bree’s clit but around her slit. Ever so often, a lick grazes over Dion’s dick. This is not protocol, but I will allow it because both Dion and Bree are enjoying it. I get up and move to lift Bree’s head off of Camden’s dick. I tilt her head up to me and say, “I love the way you took his dick. Now you can come.”

“Yes, mam.” She lets loose of everything she has been holding onto this whole time. Her entire body convulses with orgasm, and she squirts on camden’s face and chest. Dion comes quickly after that. Me being the cum whore that I am, I move over Camden to lick Bree’s come off of his nipples and chest. Bree and Dion fall back on the far end of the sofa, spent from withholding for so long.

“Camden, since you’ve done such a good job on Bree, I’ll finish you off. Then I want you to come on my face.”

“Yes, mam.” It doesn’t take long for my mouth to bring him to climax. When I feel him harden and he tells me he is about to come, I pull my mouth away from him and let his seed explode on my face. Everyone lies on the couch spread out as they recuperate. I get up to clean my face. Once I sit down, I call Bree over to me. I whisper in her ear how good she has been through all of this as I pull her close and rub her back. The guys eventually get up to clean themselves up and head back to their rooms.

I’ll definitely have to call the maid for an emergency clean.