Sarah and her toy

Sarah was lying naked on her bed, her blankets pulled down to her knees exposing her entire body. Her legs were propped up, and in the darkness I could just make out a vibrator sliding in and out of her pussy. Her moans were quite loud from here, and it make both my pussy and my mouth wet just to look at her.

Sarah was a petite redhead with short-cropped hair that a lot of people said made her look "spunky." Personally, I thought it fit her personality perfectly. She was fair-skinned, with gorgeous green eyes that were, at the moment, clenched shut. Her tight, lithe body was tensed against the sensations coming from her cunt, and her arched back made her firm, sizeable breasts jut up toward the ceiling. Her long legs met in a perfect, round ass, and her time as a gymnast had toned every muscle to perfection. She had the perfect body, and a face that balanced "hot porn queen" with "cute sex kitten" perfectly.

A flood of juices to my pussy almost made me lose my balance outside her window, and I let out an involuntary gasp as I reached out for a handhold. That slight noise, though, made Sarah's eyes fly open: I was caught.

As my gaze met hers, though, something happened: the surprise mixed with the vibrator still buried in her pussy sent her over the edge, and she started to cum in front of me. Just seconds after seeing me, her head thrust back into her pillow and her back arched as she tried to contain a scream.

"Aah, aah, AAAAAHHHHHH!!!" Sarah's orgasm lasted nearly a full minute while I watched with eager fascination. Finally, as she started to come down, I stepped inside.

"What... what are you..." Sarah panted in post-orgasmic bliss. Her eyes were still dreamily shut, and when she opened them I could see lust instantly return: I stood before her in my tight white blouse, undone all the way to where it was tied off beneath my tits, and my tiny little pleated skirt which sat on top of, rather than covered, my ass.

Sarah quietly turned off the vibrator, although she left it inside her pussy. "What are you doing here?" she whispered, confusion mixing with naughty playfulness. "And what have you done with Katie?"

I grinned.