Pleasures with guilt – 7



I now inserted my toes inside Sophia’s wet slippery cunt, still holding herself open, she helped to guide them as they entered her. Once inside, she now closed her legs, trapping them in as she worked herself on my feet. I could feel the inner contractions of her pussy as she milked them, essentially masturbating herself with my toes trapped inside. I now added a bit of my own movement to hers, now fucking her as she closed her eyes, reveling in the exotic sensation as her first orgasm now rapidly approached.

“Don’t stop! For gods sakes Jen, don’t fucking stop!”

I didn’t, feeling her climax seconds later, the contractions of her pussy gripping my toes like a hand, her audible cry of release as she did that. Looking up, just in time to see Jared once again plastering the panties to his face, his cock bobbing up and down, and then suddenly spunking. I was surprised to watch it spurt,

his hands still up around his face as his cock lurched, the first streamer of his semen clearly visual as it shot from the tip of his prick in a long thick rope easily surpassing three or four feet hitting the opposite side of the wall. I watched another, and then another quickly followed, his cock tossing sperm ropes one after the other.

“Fuck that felt good!” Sophia said, finally releasing me. Having heard that, Jared once again passed back into the shadows.

“Ready for number two?” I now asked nervously relieved that he had, once again pushing her onto her back, this time inching forward, my hands already reaching up to capture and fondle her breasts as my mouth came into contact with her nether lips.

“More than,” she moaned, laying back once again spreading her legs for me, allowing me easier access to her wet glistening cunt.

**

Minutes later, I sucked the second climax out of Sophia’s pussy. We lay for the longest time just trying to collect ourselves and catch our breaths. Eventually Sophia sat up.

“Damn!”

“What?”

“There’s another toy I want us to use and try out,” she informed me. “But I left it upstairs! Might take me a moment to find it, and clean it off…but I think you’ll enjoy it,” she stated. “Be right back!”

She stood up, and then headed up the stairs still naked. The moment I heard the door to the basement open and then close, I looked back towards the still darkened bathroom calling out Jared’s name, just loud enough for him to have heard me.

“Jared?”

He stepped out into the light the moment I did so.

“You scared the hell out of me!” I told him a second later. “If I heard that…”

“I know…I’m sorry, won’t happen again. But…fuck watching you two is hot!”

He made me laugh at that, “Well…to be perfectly honest, having watched you has been pretty fucking hot too, though I’m still not so sure this was a very good idea, just remember your promise to me!” I reminded him.

He nodded his head, and then worried me a bit more as he came all the way into the room, both of us on edge, listening for the slightest sound that would tell us that his mother was on her way back.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“Lick my dick, it still has a little cum on it,” he told me. “Please Jen, please. Let me feel your lips on my shaft, sucking and licking it, something else besides my own hand for a moment at least!”

Against my better judgment, I quickly did so, mouthing the already stiff shaft which I was willing to bet hadn’t softened one iota since his own climax only a short time ago. And admittedly it felt nice, sucking his hard stiff prick, running my tongue over and around the fat spongy head as he ran his hands through my hair, momentarily fucking my face.

“Ok there,” I told him, making him step back. “She should be back any moment now.”

He didn’t immediately turn and head back however, making me a little nervous as I once again glanced over my shoulder towards the stairs listening.

“Jen? One more small tiny little favor?” He now asked.

His favors weren’t so small, and they were making me even more nervous, but I asked anyway. “What?”

He stepped forward again, his hand fisting his cock, I saw a large dollop of precum suddenly emerge from the tip. Before I realized his intent, or even what it was he wanted me to do, he placed his prick against my breast, smearing his essence around and about it, quickly squeezing out another and then doing the same to my other breast. I looked up at him questioningly.

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