The drive home

The drive home was quiet. I kept my hands tight on the steering wheel, my mind replaying everything that had just happened. Emily’s loud moans still echoed in my head. The feeling of her riding me, the way she screamed when she came, the way I filled her up. My pants were still sticky and uncomfortable. Every time I glanced over at Sylvie I saw the cum still leaking down her thighs. She sat with her legs slightly apart, the tiny red dress doing nothing to hide it.

Sylvie reached over and rested her hand on my leg. “You came inside her, didn’t you?” she asked softly.

I swallowed hard. “Yeah… twice. Once in her mouth and once while she was on top. I’m sorry, Sylv. I don’t know what came over me.”

She squeezed my thigh. “Don’t be sorry. I came so many times on Marcus’s fingers while I watched you two disappear. It made me cum harder knowing you were fucking her.”

Her words sent a fresh wave of guilt and arousal through me. My cock twitched again in my ruined pants. When we got home Sylvie pulled me straight to the bedroom. She pushed me onto the bed and climbed on top of me, still covered in Marcus’s cum.

“Tell me everything,” she whispered as she ground her wet pussy against my bulge. “Tell me how she felt. How loud she was. How much better it felt than waiting for me.”

I told her every detail while she rode me slowly. How Emily had deepthroated me, how she moaned my name, how tight she felt when she rode me. Sylvie moaned louder with every word, clearly getting off on hearing it. She came on my cock while I described filling Emily up.

Afterwards we lay together, both of us sticky and exhausted. The guilt was still there, but the hypnosis made it feel distant and almost exciting. Sylvie kissed my neck softly.

“Emily wants us both to go deeper,” she said. “She said next time we can watch each other at the same time.”

I nodded slowly. The idea should have horrified me, but instead it made my spent cock twitch again. “Okay,” I whispered.

That night we both listened to the latest audio file together. As I drifted off I realized how far we had already fallen. Sylvie was no longer the only one being corrupted.