Party Can Wait

Mason's eyes rolled back in his head as Sophia's hips moved in a blur of motion, her pussy clenching and releasing his cock in a rapid-fire rhythm. He could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening as Sophia's movements became more frenzied. Her nails dug deep into his shoulders, the pain mixing with the pleasure as Mason's cock throbbed with need.

Sophia's mouth was inches from Mason's ear, her hot breath sending shivers down his spine as she whispered, "Come for me, Mason. Come for your Professor. Make me scream your name" Mason's eyes rolled back in his head as Sophia's hips moved in a blur of motion, her pussy clenching and releasing his cock in a rapid-fire rhythm. He could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening as Sophia's movements became more frenzied. Her nails dug deep into his shoulders, the pain mixing with the pleasure as Mason's cock throbbed with need.

Suddenly, Sophia's movements became erratic, her body shaking as she reached her own climax again. Mason could feel her pussy clenching around him, milking him for all he was worth as she screamed, " Mason!" The sound of her voice was like a spark to dry kindling, igniting a firestorm of pleasure within him. His eyes rolled back in his head, and his hips jerked forward, burying his cock deep within Sophia's quivering pussy. Sophia's screamed again, "Yes Mason, yes, yes Mason!" as her orgasm tore through her again, leaving her breathless and trembling in his arms as he continued to pump himself into her.

As Sophia's screams faded into a series of ragged gasps, Mason's own orgasm burst forth, a torrent of cum shooting deep as he filled Sophia's womb to the brim his hot, sticky release. He felt his balls contract, his cock throbbing with each pulse of semen, as Sophia's pussy continued to clench and release him in a series of aftershocks as the last waves of pleasure washed over him. Sophia's body went limp in his arms, her breathing ragged and uneven as she tried to catch her breath and then kissing him deeply caressing his head and making him feel like in that moment he was the most important man on the planet.

As Sophia's lips broke away from Mason's, she let out a contented sigh, her chest heaving with exertion. Mason's arms remained wrapped around her, holding her close as he basked in the afterglow of their intense lovemaking. The air was thick with the scent of sex and sweat, and Mason's nostrils flared as he breathed it in, feeling his senses come alive.

Sophia's hands slid up Mason's chest, her fingers tracing the contours of his muscles as she gazed up at him with adoration. Her eyes sparkled with mischief, and Mason's heart skipped a beat as he wondered what she had planned next.

"Again," she whispered, her voice barely audible. Mason's eyes widened in surprise, but he could feel his cock already stirring at the thought, "What about Zoe and Andrew at the party?" he asked not wanting to cause any friction.

Mason's mind raced as he considered Sophia's request. He knew that Zoe and Andrew were expecting them at the party, but he couldn't deny Sophia anything, especially when she looked at him with those eyes. "I'll take care of it," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

He gently disentangled himself from Sophia's arms and pulled out his phone. He quickly typed a message to Zoe, telling her that they were running late and that she should make their apologies to the hosts. He hit send and then turned back to Sophia, who was watching him with a mixture of curiosity and desire.

"Well done, Mason" as she dropped her head into his lap.