Enjoy the ride‼️

Fred POV

The morning sun barely cut through the thick curtains of the clubhouse when I pushed open the familiar door. I was still buzzing from last night’s event and the phone call. This had better be worth dragging my ass here so early.

I stepped inside the private back room and immediately stopped short.

That disgusting idiot was sprawled on the couch with his pants around his ankles. Two cheap whores were on their knees in front of him, eagerly sucking his cock. One was bobbing her head sloppily while the other licked his balls, both making wet, obscene sounds.

“Fucking hell,” I snarled, slamming the door behind me. “I told you I was coming. Can’t you keep your dick in your pants for five minutes? Do your job fast. We have important shit to discuss.”

The hitman let out a lazy groan of pleasure, thrusting lazily into the mouth of the girl on the left. He didn’t even look ashamed.

Instead, he clapped his hands twice.

The two girls pulled off his cock with wet pops and scurried out. Moments later, the door opened again and two new women entered.

One was older, maybe in her thirties, with heavy makeup and experienced eyes. The other… fuck. She looked young. Twenty-one or twenty-two at most. Fresh-faced, tight body, perky breasts barely contained in a thin red dress, and long dark hair cascading down her back. She looked way too clean for this place.

The hitman grinned, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “Since you always complain about cheap bitches, rich boy, I got you something fresh. This one’s barely been broken in. Prime pussy. Consider it a gift while we talk business.”

The older woman immediately dropped to her knees in front of him again, sucking him back into her mouth with practiced ease.

The young girl walked over to me slowly, hips swaying, and sat down right beside me on the couch. Her thigh pressed against mine.

I stared at her. She was stunning. Big innocent eyes, full lips, and skin that looked untouched. My cock twitched traitorously in my pants.

“What the fuck is this?” I growled at the hitman, even as heat pooled in my groin. “I came here for a plan, not your perverted games.”

The hitman laughed loudly, his hand fisting the older woman’s hair as he fucked her throat. “Enjoy yourself, Master Fred. You’re always so wound up. Look at you — your dick’s already getting hard just looking at her. I burned a little aphrodisiac in the air before you came in. You’ll burst if you don’t fuck something soon.”

I glared at him, but he was right. My cock was rock hard, straining painfully against my zipper. The young girl beside me smiled shyly and slowly slid her hand into my trousers.

“Relax, young master,” she whispered sweetly, her fingers wrapping around my throbbing length. “Let me take care of you.”

“Fuck…” I hissed as she started stroking me. Her hand was soft, warm, and skilled. I tried to push her away at first, but my body betrayed me. I leaned back against the couch, breathing heavier.

She freed my cock from my pants, her eyes widening slightly at the size. “So big…” she murmured, then leaned down and took me into her hot, wet mouth.

“Shit—!” My breath hitched sharply. She sucked me slowly at first, tongue swirling around the head, then took me deeper, hollowing her cheeks. The wet sounds of her sucking mixed with the older woman gagging on the hitman’s cock across from us.

I groaned, threading my fingers through her soft hair. “That’s it… suck it deeper, you little slut.”

She moaned around my cock, the vibration shooting pleasure up my spine. I couldn’t hold back anymore. I pulled her up suddenly, crashing my mouth against hers in a rough, hungry kiss. She tasted sweet. I shoved my tongue into her mouth, dominating her completely.

While we kissed, I hurriedly yanked her top down. Her full, perky breasts spilled free — round and perfect, her nipples were already hard. I broke the kiss and latched onto one, sucking hard.

“Ahh! Young master… slowly…” she moaned, arching her back and pressing her tit deeper into my mouth. I continue to suck her as she moans playful, telling me to do more.

I moved to the other nipple, sucking and biting greedily while my hand slid under her skirt. She wasn’t wearing panties. My fingers found her clit and rubbed it in fast circles.

“Fuck, you’re so tight and wet already,” I growled against her breast, sliding two fingers inside her dripping hole. She clenched around me, moaning loudly.

Across the room, the hitman had flipped the older woman onto all fours and was pounding her hard in doggy style, grunting with every thrust. The sounds of skin slapping and wet pussy filled the room.

The young girl in my lap was panting, grinding against my fingers. “Please, young master… put your big cock inside me. Fill me up. I need it so bad…”

I pulled my fingers out and smirked. “Beg properly, whore.”

She whimpered, eyes glassy with lust. “Please… please fuck me, young master. I want your thick cock stretching my tight little pussy. Fill me with your cum. I’ll be so good for you…”

I pushed her back onto the couch, spreading her legs wide. I lowered my head and dragged my tongue over her swollen clit, sucking it hard into my mouth. Her clit tasted like sour berry, it had a intoxicating taste.

“Fuck—! Ahhh!” she cried sharply, her hips bucking wildly. She was leaking all over my tongue, sweet and addictive. I ate her out aggressively, tongue-fucking her hole while rubbing her clit with my thumb.

She was shaking, fingers gripping my hair. “Young master… I’m so close… please…”

I pulled back, positioned my rock-hard cock at her leaking entrance, and rubbed the head teasingly against her soaked folds.

I looked down at her flushed, desperate face. "Are you ready?”