Cut Loose Ch. 3 - Sex Stories

Cut Loose Ch. 3

... mommy.”

“Well, that’s your sister. So you kinda outrank me, don’t you? And if I’m not mistaken, you were enjoying that thought a hell of a lot more than I was. All those thoughts and scenarios that were made weren’t from me. Those came out of your mouth.”

“Well, your mouth was kinda preoccupied. I bet there was a bunch more stuff running in that corrupt little head of yours. I bet you were thinking of mommy dearest being your little whore.”

I try to defend myself, but I’m interrupted by the sound of my phone blaring from my pocket. Neglecting to free my other hand like a jerk, Carrie places down the key and heads to my pants. Fuck it. I don’t even care. I’ve got nowhere to be anytime soon. The only bad thing would be her trying to embarrass me, I guess. Watch it be my bad luck and have it be-

“Ah, speak of the devil,” she confirms with a giggle.

Because of course it’s her. Whatever. It’s not like she’ll see us doing what we’re doing. In an ideal world, that wouldn’t be a concern. Carrie takes it upon herself to answer the call before talking up a storm with mom. Wow. She’s really gonna leave me cuffed like this. Not only that, but she’s teasing me so fucking much with her little ass facing me like that. And it’s blindingly obvious she’s doing this on purpose. She’s propping herself on her knees, swaying her hips, stealing glances at me as she talks about God knows what, this is just pure torture.

I should fuck her silly right now. She’s practically begging ...

... for it right now, anyways. She really thinks she’s untouchable right now. Just because we were talking about mom a few minutes ago and doing so right now might be considered a bit too weird. Well...fuck that!

Unable to restrain myself anymore, I reach forward, aiming for her waist and falling short by a small margin. I then go for the next best option: her foot. After grabbing onto it, I pull her towards me, causing her to let out a shocked shriek as she turns around to face me.

“O-oh, nothing,” she says to mom with a smug grin on her face, “Just...lost my balance a bit. What were you saying?”

As she continues her conversation, I bring my free hand to her ass, spreading it open before moving my finger to her inviting little hole. She gasps in shock as I then slide my finger in and out of her. She tries masking her moans of pleasure as mom continues talking.

“H-huh?...Oh, wow, no-...no way-...Sounds- oh, fuck~...Sounds interesting. Sorry we missed it...No, I just-...ah~...Hit my leg. Yeah. I slipped and my- um-...my leg hit the side of my bed...Fuck~...Yeah, I should probably call you back. This is a reeeal bitch to deal with!”

Catching onto her subliminal implication, I shove two more fingers inside of her, garnering a sharp moan in return.

“Okthanksforcallinghatetoenditlikethisbutthat’showitgoesbye.”

She hastily hangs up the phone, letting out a moan of pleasure before I slide my fingers out of her. She then places my phone down, turning around and giving ...