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

Chapter 399: The Dirty Professor

Alex looked down at the two women kneeling before him, both still breathing heavily, his thick cum glistening on their faces.

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

Lydia’s tongue darted out repeatedly, slowly collecting the warm drops from her cheeks and fingers, her eyes half-lidded in shameless hunger. Heena, equally eager, ran her tongue along her lips and chin, savoring the salty, thick taste with soft, appreciative hums.

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

The silent competition hung thick in the air as they continued cleaning themselves, each determined to show Alex how much they wanted him.

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.

Lydia’s eyes locked onto it instantly. Seeing the opportunity, she couldn’t stop herself.

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.

She licked him with reverent hunger, treating his shaft like the most sacred thing in the world... slow, thorough strokes of her tongue wiping away every trace of their mixed fluids, sucking gently on the head to draw out the last drops.

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

She immediately crawled forward as well, positioning herself beside Lydia. Her hand joined Lydia’s on the base of Alex’s cock as she leaned in, her tongue joining the worship, licking along the side of the shaft with competitive fervor.

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.

Heena wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, still kneeling between his legs, her voice hoarse but proud.

"Did I do good?"

Alex smiled down at her, brushing a tear from her cheek with his thumb.

"You were perfect."

Heena’s cheeks flushed with pride, a sweet glow spreading through her chest. She glanced back at Lydia with a quiet, victorious look, then stood up gracefully and carefully straddled Alex’s lap.

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

"I want it, Alex..." she whispered against his ear, voice trembling with need. "Please fuck me... now."

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.

"You do look fuckable, my dirty professor."

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

"But let’s see what our friend here brought us first."

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

"Why don’t you show us what you got for us, Lydia?" he said, his tone casual but commanding.

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

She glanced at Alex, then at Heena, before carefully picking up the first item.

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

She held up the first item... an extremely short skirt made of thin, delicate straps and barely-there panels of sheer black fabric.

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.

"Hmm... interesting," Alex said, his eyes darkening with approval.

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

"These are silky stockings, sir," she continued, holding up the sheer black pair. "And this is a red tie... these heels... and these reading glasses."

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.

Alex leaned in close, his lips brushing her ear as he whispered teasingly, "Do you like them, Professor?"

"Hmm..." Heena nodded, a soft, needy sound escaping her lips.

She imagined herself wearing those scandalous pieces... the tiny skirt barely hiding anything, the stockings hugging her legs, the heels making her ass look even better while Alex took her from behind.

The thought made her grind harder.

Lydia then picked up the chilled bottle of sparkling water and placed it on the table.

Alex raised an eyebrow. "That’s it?"

Lydia hesitated, cheeks flushing. Finally, she reached for the last item on the cart and held it up with slightly trembling hands.

It was a realistic, thick dildo.

"Sir... I don’t think you need this," she said, her eyes flicking back to Alex’s cock, where Heena was still slowly riding him, the thick shaft clearly visible between her slick folds.

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."

He turned his gaze to Heena, then back to Lydia.

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

Lydia’s lips curved into a small, eager smile as her eyes briefly locked with Heena’s. "Sure, sir."

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.

Next, she knelt and carefully rolled the sheer black stockings up Heena’s smooth legs, smoothing the delicate fabric until it hugged her thighs perfectly.

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.

Lydia then helped her into the tiny skirt... little more than thin straps and sheer panels that barely covered anything, the hem riding high enough to expose the lower curve of her ass with every movement.

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

Lydia stepped back, admiring her work for a moment.

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

Alex’s gaze raked over her slowly, dark hunger burning in his eyes.

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.

"Dance for me," he commanded softly.

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.

She looked utterly sinful... a perfect blend of sophistication and depravity.

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

"Now... you look totally like a dirty professor ready to get punished," he murmured, voice low and rough with lust.

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.

Lydia remained behind them, watching them disappear into the bedroom, her body still buzzing with unfulfilled desire and envy.