Only fair to use your hand too

In and out, you breathe deeply. Each one is slower than the previous one as your heart rate drops back down to normal. Your body relaxes and the stain of the crazy day's activities seems distant as you try to process what just happened as you try to form rational thoughts again.

"Jason...just made me cum," you think almost numbly.

Your eyes drift lazily back to his and you half register the look of lust, a look you've never seen anyone look at you with before. You don't try to resist as he leans back down and gently kisses you again. You open your lips so you can feel his tongue again, your mind still not having caught up with your body. Beneath you, you feel his straining cock, **** for attention. When he pulls back, his thumb lightly brushes your sensitive lips as he holds you.

"Fuck, I bet he wants a BJ. What the hell do I do?" You think.

You need to act fast before CARA can **** you to take that thing into your mouth. Maybe if you can get him off quickly enough both Jason and CARA will be satisfied? But...shit.

You slide off of his lap, sit next to him, and do your best to ignore what you are doing. You keep silent, not knowing what you could possibly say, as you push his chest lightly against the back of the couch to give you access to his belt.

You feel your hands shaking again which makes it difficult to unzip Jason's pants. You fumble so much that Jason takes over and does it for you. He pulls the zipper down and quickly drops his pants and boxers. You stare at his cock, rigid and at full attention.

"I...can't believe I'm doing this," you blink before reaching down to take hold of his cock, wishing with a deep desire you could be doing this to yourself instead of him. All the encouragement and the physical contact is making you incredibly horny, which you try not to think about. Not exactly sure what you should be doing, you start sliding your palm up and down over his length. You've rubbed your own cock countless times but at this angle, it feels alien. You aren't sure that you are doing a good job but the look on his face and the fact that CARA hasn't made any suggestions tells you that it must be good enough. You keep the rhythm going until you are interrupted.

"Are you okay?" Jason asks looking at you with concern.

You are confused at first before it dawns on you that you must have been frowning in concentration, "oh, uh, yeah."

He is never going to cum at this rate. You decide that you need to ramp things up before CARA makes you take things farther than you care to imagine. You search your brain for things you like during a hand job and attempt to apply it here. You tentatively lick your lips, considering your options. Jason watches you intently, his eyes flicking between your face and your hand on his cock.

"Maybe... maybe I should use my mouth," you think hesitantly before you shake the thought from your mind. That was what you were trying to avoid!

Instead, put a smile on your face and focus on pumping his cock with more enthusiasm, using the slick pre-cum leaking from his tip to make the strokes smoother. You try to block out the sensation of holding his hard member, but it's impossible. The softness of his skin contrasts with the hardness beneath your fingers. You're lost in the sensation, watching as he moans softly with each pump. You can feel him pulsating, growing harder in your hand. You're acutely aware of how small your hand looks wrapped around his thick shaft.

"What else do I like?", you think as you attempt to maximize Jason's pleasure.

You shift closer to him, letting your hand linger longer, exploring his length and the shape of his cock. You experiment with different grips, watching how he reacts. You find that a gentle touch seems to turn him on just as much as a tighter grip. You hardly notice the sound of your own breath quickening again.

Wanting this to be over with you think, "Maybe I should say stuff?" Trying to hide the shakiness in your voice you softly say, "Do you like this, Jason?"

His response is immediate, "Oh god, yes. Don't stop, please."

You can't help but feel the tiniest sense of satisfaction at his words. As you work his cock you lean up and plant soft kisses on his neck. "Mmmm," you moan into his ear.

"Oh, fuck," He gasps as his hand grasps your thigh, pulling you closer to him.

"Jason, you're so big," you say breathlessly, hoping that it will speed things along. You focus on the feel of his hard cock in your hand, on the way he responds to your touch. As you continue to stroke him, you can feel him getting closer and closer to climax. His breathing becomes ragged, and you know that he's about to explode. "Cum for me," you command as your hidden cock twitches again.

Without warning he pulls you into another kiss and you gasp into Jason's mouth as you feel a hot, sticky substance shoot onto your hand and stomach. It's strange to feel another person's cum, even stranger when you realize it's because of your actions. Jason breaks away from the kiss, panting heavily as he looks at you with an expression you can't quite place. There's a hint of something like disbelief in his eyes, mixed with pure pleasure. You're not sure how to react, so you simply sit there, staring at him as you jerk him slowly while he recovers from his orgasm.

"That was amazing," he finally manages to say, his voice hoarse.

Panting slightly you respond, "I'm glad you liked it."

You look down at yourself and him, both of you covered in his cum. You tell him to stay there as you head to the guest bathroom, wash your hands, and wet a hand towel. You clean what you can from your dress and return to Jason.

"Here," you say, handing it over to him.

You watch as Jason cleans up, still in disbelief at what you've done. You silently curse CARA for the little bit of arousal you still feel as he finishes up.

"It's...uh, super late," you sigh feeling a sudden wave of exhaustion.

He looks at his watch and half-laughs, "Oh shit, I've got work tomorrow."

You both awkwardly walk to the door and you open it for him. You are still in disbelief at what you have done. He leans into you and gives you a short kiss which you accept.

"I'd love to see you again," he says, hope in his eyes.

You knew full well what CARA wanted you to say, "I'd like that."

"I'll text you," he says before yet another quick kiss before leaving.

You close the door and lean against it, hearing it lock, "What the fuck?"

You brace for the corrective shock of the vulgarity but it doesn't come. Instead, CARA's arms fly at you and you flinch but the only thing that happens is a slight pinch to your ears. When the arms retract, you reach up and feel the pain gizmos have been removed.

*You did well, Sara. I'm sorry I could not assist.*

"Well, you were clearly doing plenty," you say gesturing to the couch.

*While I recharge the correctional devices, I will research a way to extend the battery to prevent it from losing power again.*

Your mouth hangs open as you try to process what CARA was saying, "You are saying that you lost connection at some point?"

*Correct*

"...When?"

*While I was encouraging you to invite Jason in.*

"So...I...All of that...the whole time?"

*Congratulations, Sara.*