Wake John with a blowjob

Rachel wanted to see how far she could go before he woke.

She slipped her fingers beneath the waistband of his boxers. She worked slow, palming his cock, feeling it soft and heavy in her grasp. It took only the barest movement of her hand for him to start stiffening, thickening, rising. Rachel smirked. She hadn’t even kissed him yet.

Extracting his cock from his boxers, Rachel bent over, lips parted, and pressed her tongue to the tip. She had to bite back a moan as she tasted the lingering saltiness still lingering from his earlier orgasm. Orgasms.

John let out a moan in his sleep. Rachel waited, watching for any movement from Penny, but the wife remained motionless and oblivious. The whole scene made Rachel’s cunt throb with a undeniable ache.

Rachel kept her hand working John’s cock, coaxing it to full hardness. He was stirring now, not fully awake but slipping in and out of consciousness. His hips were bucking now, not sure why his cock was feeling so good but **** for more all the same. Rachel watched as his eyes fluttered open about the same time his cock grew rock hard, pre-cum pooling at the tip. His eyes went wide, mortified, humiliated, and so fucking ****.

"What... How did..." John fumbled for words, his mind already half gone to pleasure.

Rachel just raised a finger to her lips, reminding him to be quiet. John’s eyes flitted over to his sleeping wife, and he nodded.

Rachel imagined what it must feel like, to be a man in his own bed, wife inches away, while a woman half his age jerked him off under the covers. She wanted to humiliate him further. She wanted to see how much debasement he could take before he lost himself fully to depravity.

Rachel worked her mouth down the shaft, letting the tip rest against her lips. Then, pushing slow, until he filled her mouth. She loved the musky scent, the scent of the man who had cum twice already and hadn’t bothered to wash himself. It was disgusting. It was wonderful.

She started fucking him with her mouth in earnest, slow at first, then building in rhythm. Every time she slid down, she let out the tiniest little gagging sound. Not enough to wake Penny, but just enough to drive John crazy. She swirled her tongue under the head of his cock, feeling it throb against her. She wanted him to cum again, wanted to drink every last drop, wanted to make him feel like no orgasm with his wife would ever compare.

She heard Penny shift, a grunt from the other side of the bed. Rachel pulled off and froze, leaving John’s cock jerking by itself. Penny rolled over, now facing John, eyes closed. Rachel relaxed, smiling as she saw Penny’s peaceful, open mouth, a line of drool at the corner of her lips. So peaceful. So unaware.

John was staring too, mortified to see his wife’s sleeping face inches away. But his cock just throbbed harder. It got him off.

Rachel raised an eyebrow. Time to get riskier.