Awoken

You were woken by the sensation of Ashley leaning over your body, again holding herself above you on her hands and knees, but this time you were on your stomach. You lifted your head from your pillow and went to wipe a bit of drool from your mouth. The room was dark, lit only by a sliver of moonlight and the red glow from an LED alarm clock which read “2:24”.

You felt a hand rubbing your ass. Or rather rubbing the layer of reinforced leather which separated your ass from the outside world. Then two hands, which roamed across your cheeks and then moved up to your waistband. You felt fingernails dig into your skin as she attempted to grip your waistband and strip you of your locked chastity device. The device didn’t budge and you yelped quietly from the discomfort.

You heard a frustrated “Hmpf!” and then suddenly you were being flipped onto your back.

“Ashley?” you whispered. “Shhh!” whispered the female in reply. Bathed in moonlight you realized it wasn’t Ashley at all.

It was a young woman, she had brown hair like Ashley, tied in a ponytail and big breasts like Ashley, although maybe a touch smaller. Looking at her face you realized it was Ashley's older sister Amy, whom you had met once or twice only briefly. From what you could tell she was wearing a black spaghetti strap cocktail dress. Her arms were covered in well-defined muscles from her forearms to her biceps.

“Amy?” you whispered. Amy hiked up her cocktail dress until it was around her waist putting her cock on full display in front of you. Although her cock was slightly less girthy than Ashely’s you could immediately tell that it was several inches longer despite the dim lighting. Peering around Amy as she straddled you, you noticed that she was still wearing her heels, with a pair of black panties hanging on one of her ankles.