I, Spy

Before she knew it, her nose was nestled in the hair surrounding his cock. The tip lodged just inside her throat. The empty feeling in the rest of her throat begged to be filled.

"Holy shit. I can't believe you took it all," Mike said, looking down at her in awe.

Should've seen my mom and brother this morning, she thought. That would have really impressed him, among other things. Of course, no one could know about that so she moved on.

It wasn't easy to smile with a cock in her throat but Jess did her best anyway. Her hands pushed at his thighs, letting him know she wanted to move up. When only the tip was in her mouth, her tongue licking it of course, she inhaled through her nose then went back down. When she hit bottom, she let out of moan, allowing the vibrations to surround his cock. She repeated this again and again. It took him a few times before he caught on and started using his hands to guide her again.

A thick, slippery layer of spit from her throat soon covered his cock, easing its entry and exit even further, allowing him to move her head faster and faster. But he wasn't truly in control. Her hands on his thighs kept his strokes at a manageable pace. Jess wondered if this pace would be manageable if the cock reached deeper in her throat.

The desire to have something deep in her throat overwhelmed he and she took him as deep as he would go then she copied her mom again. Their eyes had remained locked on each other's which allowed her to see his widen when her tongue snaked out from her mouth and lapped at his balls, slowly alternating between the two.

"Oh, fuck! I'm gonna cum soon! Where—" The cock in her mouth flexed and his hands pulled away from her head, allowing her to pull away.

How considerate of him. And unwanted.

Her hands flailed above her head until she found his and brought them back to where they belonged. His fingers sank into her hair again, the grip the tightest it had been all night.

"Holy shit," he said as he pushed her mouth down on him again.

Before his cock could reach her throat, it flexed and a stream of cum filled the back of her mouth. The salty, slightly bitter taste of the first stream made her body want more. Her tongue massaged the underside of his cock, partly to draw more cum from him and partly to feel the pulsing of the passage of his cum. The next two shots hit the back of her throat with more force and much more volume, still she craved more. The final two were weaker than the first, both in volume and strength, but the additional cum in her mouth only made her ache for more of the savory liquid.

She swallowed what was in her mouth, relishing the feeling of the thick cum sliding down her throat. The liquid heat flooded her stomach and warmed her pussy further. Her tongue hunted for more, continuing to swirl around his tip. It pulsed inside her mouth a few more times but produced no more for her.

"Jess, stop." She kept going, watching his face tighten in agony until he let out a whine and said, "Please!"

When she pulled away from him, she finally took her eyes from his and looked down at his cock. Still half hard, she squeezed it from the base to the tip and a small drop of cum oozed out of the slit. Her tongue gladly licked it up, drawing one last moan from him. It too quickly went down her throat after she swirled it around her mouth, savoring its taste.

Even though she enjoyed the taste, it only made her want more. More cum in her mouth. More cock in her throat. More, or really a, cock in her pussy. More. More. More.

"Holy shit." His voice pulling her out of her desires. "That was fantastic."

"Thanks," she said as she stood up. "You should probably get out of here."

"But, I could—"

"I wish, but my mom and brother are home," she said, nodding towards her house. Doing God knows what to each other.

"Maybe later?"

"I don't know if—" In the cool night air, she realized as good as tonight was, he wasn't enough. Maybe if they were dating and she had some emotional connection with him but without that she just wanted more. "I enjoyed tonight but I'm not sure if I want more. Is that ok?"

He looked disappointed. Understandable but he nodded anyway. "Probably shouldn't tell anyone, right?"

"Thanks, Mike."

Expecting him to walk away, he caught her off guard when his fingers touched her chin and tilted her head up. He gave her a questioning look and she nodded, impressed that he'd ask after what just happened. He leaned down and kissed her, not a chaste kiss. Their tongues grazed against each other but not more than that. When they pulled away, he had a slight grimace on.

"A little bitter, right?"

He nodded. She smiled.

"More fruits and veggies, especially pineapple. Your girlfriends will appreciate it."

They walked back to the gate the same way they had come in, avoiding the light once again. When he left the yard, she walked straight toward her house and light flooded the area. A second light on the second floor of the house turned as she reached the sliding glass doors. She fumbled with her keys and took even more time to head upstairs.

A knot grew in her stomach as she walked up the stairs. She hoped she had given them enough warning for them to...conclude whatever it was they were doing. Somehow she knew if she stumbled across them without the right circumstances everything between the three of them would be ruined. She wouldn't be the one to tear the family apart. But the taste of Mike's cum still lingered in her mouth, making her unable to forget what she just did. The memory caused the throbbing heat in her pussy to beg for relief.

Her steady steps brought her up to the second floor of the house and she could already see herself naked in the shower, two fingers deep inside of herself, another on her clit, and a hairbrush between her teeth. The vision had come out of nowhere since she had never masturbated that way but now it was all she wanted. Before Jess could make that vision a reality, mom slipped out of her room and closed the door behind her.

"Jess, I didn't realize you would be home so soon."

Mom looked surprisingly put together for a person if she was doing what Jess thought she was just doing. Maybe her hair was a little disheveled. Maybe her cheeks were a little flushed. That couldn't have been possible though, almost five hours had passed since she left.

"Yea, after last night none of us really wanted to stay up tonight." She faked a yawn. "I think I'm gonna take a shower then crash."

They said their goodnights and Jess made her vision come true. She also set a quiet alarm, just to see what happened the next morning. Nothing happened though, and nothing happened for the rest of her two days at home. On the third day, she headed back to college, unable to keep the sight of her brother fucking their mom out of her mind.