Busted

Tomas stood there, his chest heaving with exhaustion, he slowly became aware of the weight of someone's gaze upon him. The air in the room seemed to thicken, and he could sense a presence behind him, watching him with an unblinking intensity. He tried to turn his head, but his muscles felt heavy, his limbs still trembling from the aftershocks of his climax. The dildo, still clutched in his mouth, felt like a crude, mocking symbol of his debasement. A faint rustling sound came from behind him, followed by the soft creak of a floorboard. Tomas's heart skipped a beat as he realized that he was no longer alone as he had been unaware that Sophia was standing there watching him the entire time.

Tomas's heart racing, he slowly turned his head, the dildo still clutched in his mouth, his eyes scanning the room for the source of the sound. His gaze fell upon Sophia, standing in the doorway, her eyes fixed intently on him. For a moment, they simply stared at each other, the only sound the heavy breathing that still racked Tomas's body. Sophia's expression was inscrutable, her face a mask of calm, but her eyes gleamed with a knowing light.

The silence stretched out and Tomas became aware of the dildo still lodged in his mouth, the taste of Sophia's arousal still coating his tongue. "Impressive" she commented as she admired the way his mouth had taken in so much of the dildo.

Sophia's voice was like a velvet-covered knife, cutting through the tension in the room with ease. Tomas's eyes darted to the dildo still lodged in his mouth, his face burning with shame as he slowly began to withdraw it. The sound of his own breathing was loud in his ears as he struggled to process the fact that Sophia had witnessed his debasement. The dildo slid out of his mouth with a faint popping sound, leaving behind a trail of saliva and the lingering taste of her arousal.

"were you trying to get a taste of this" she taunted as she turned around and bent over before running her finger over her pussy.

Tomas's eyes were fixed on Sophia's finger as it danced across the slick flesh of her pussy, the soft folds parting to reveal the pink interior. His mouth, still wet from the dildo, felt dry and sticky, and he could taste the faint tang of his own saliva mixed with the remnants of her arousal. Sophia's eyes never left his face, her gaze burning with a mixture of amusement and something else, something that made Tomas's skin prickle with unease.

As he watched, transfixed, Sophia's finger began to circle her clit, the movement slow and deliberate. "Tell me Tomas...tell me why...or is it that you long to suck cock? If you want to be alone, I'll see myself out of the house." Sophia taunted him trying to elicit the response she wanted.

Sophia's question hung in the air, a challenge that Tomas couldn't ignore. He felt his heart pounding in his chest, his pulse racing with excitement as he tried to find the words to answer her.

"I-I just wanted to feel closer to you," Tomas stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. "I wanted to taste you, to feel you on my tongue and then I couldn't help but imagine servicing you and that was when you caught me."

Sophia's eyes narrowed as she listened to Tomas's confession, her finger still moving in slow circles over her clit. "And what did you discover?" she asked, her voice low and sultry.

Tomas hesitated for a moment, his mind racing as he tried to find the right words to describe the intense pleasure he had experienced just moments before. "It was intense, overwhelming," he finally said, his voice barely above a whisper.

The soft folds of her pussy seemed to be glistening with moisture, and the air was thick with the scent of her arousal. He felt a surge of lust, his mind reeling with the implications of being caught in such a compromising position. Sophia grabbed the dildo that had been in his mouth and began working it into her pussy.

Tomas's eyes were fixed on the dildo as it disappeared into Sophia's pussy, the sound of her wetness enveloping it like a dark, velvety shroud. Her finger continued to circle her clit, the movement slow and torturous, as if she was savoring the moment. The air was thick with tension, heavy with the scent of sex and arousal. Sophia's eyes never left Tomas's face, her gaze burning with an unspoken challenge, "Do you want me to fuck you with a strapon, Tomas?"

"I-I don't know," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.

Sophia's eyes flashed with a mixture of amusement and something else, something that made Tomas's skin prickle with unease. "Let's try this first" she said, her voice low and sultry as she removed the cock from her pussy and held it in front of her to simulate it being around her waist.

Sophia held the dildo in front of her, Tomas's eyes were drawn to the way it seemed to be nestled in the curve of her waist, the flesh-colored silicone glistening with her frsh juices. She took a step closer to him, her eyes never leaving his face, and he could feel the heat emanating from her body. The air was thick with tension, and Tomas's breath caught in his throat as Sophia began to rotate her hips, the motion slow and sensual, as if she was already fucking him as Tomas's face burned with shame and arousal transfixed, his mind reeling with the implications of what was happening. Sophia put her hand on his shoulder and pushed down so the dildo was now in front of his mouth, "Clean me Tomas, enjoy the juices from my pussy that are now all over my big silicone cock."

Tomas's eyes widened as he felt the warmth of Sophia's dildo inches from his lips, the scent of her pussy and the faint tang of silicone wafting up to tease his nostrils. His heart racing, he hesitated for a moment, his mind recoiling in shame and desire. But Sophia's grip on his shoulder tightened, her nails digging gently into his skin, and he felt a shiver run down his spine. Slowly, his face burning with arousal, he opened his mouth, his lips parting to accept the dildo as his fingers traveled up and began teasing her pussy at the same time.

Tomas's lips closed around the dildo, the taste of Sophia's pussy still lingering on the silicone. He could feel the warmth of her body radiating from the toy, the sensation sending a jolt of pleasure straight to his groin. His fingers continued to tease her pussy, the flesh soft and yielding under his touch.

Sophia's breath hitched as Tomas's tongue began to explore the dildo, the sensation of his warm, wet mouth sending shivers down her spine. She could feel her orgasm building, the tension coiling deep in her belly. The vibrations of his surrender seemed to course through Sophia's body, and she leaned in closer, her breath dancing across his skin. Her hand on his shoulder tightened, the pressure sending a thrill through him as she whispered, ""very nice...I didn't know how you let me out of here tonight without fucking me. That is why I had to use my dildo in the first place but now I see...you want to be my sub don't you Tomas?"