IC Day 10 - Mutual

Face burning, you sit down stiffly on the edge of your bed. She's not even three meters away from you on hers. You were brave a minute ago, walking out naked... now you're not brave, but you're not backing out! You invited excitement, and now you have it, even if it's scary.

You watch with a dry mouth as Adella slides off her boyshorts... she doesn't have to do that to masturbate, so now she's the one teasing you. And it's working. You've seen her naked, but never... spread out and hard like this. She looks almost ****, but not quite. She's perfectly shaved, with smooth, tight lips, not puffy like yours...

But her nipples are giving her away... they're sticking out, rock hard and dark. Precum runs down her shaft, and she lazily slides her fingers down to her pussy, stroking the outer lips with a light touch.

You're wearing pajamas on top and bottom, so you are quite modestly dressed... but you still keep your thighs clamped together. You have to do it too, and your whole body is burning with need, but her gaze is so direct. It's freezing you.

Her fingers collect her own juices, then rub them up and down her hard shaft, lubricating it. Moving jerkily, you part your legs just enough to sneak a hand under your shirt, and then into your pajama bottoms and underwear. Adella can only see the movement of your hand under the cloth, but she obviously likes it.

Her slow strokes gradually speed up, the damp fapping sound getting louder as she pulls on her cock. You tried to be slow and controlled like her, rubbing a slow circle around your clit, but you're soaked down there and now you have two fingers on it, going fast. Your first orgasm comes shockingly quickly, and as you gasp your way through it, you keep rubbing slowly to bring yourself down... only that's when Adella starts shooting shiny ropes all over her beautiful abs and breasts, and that makes you go again.

She smiles, still stroking lazily as more oozes from her cock, watching you as you are just hunched over, getting your breath.

Adella mops herself up with her boyshorts, then tosses them aside and lies down nude, her softening cock resting on her thigh, and her goddess body looking like something from a painting in the light of the lamp. She smiles at you again.

"Goodnight," she says. You weakly climb under your own covers, and she turns out the light.