John's Enjoying His Time

Kael lay there next to Sarah, her breathing slow and deep, her body still warm from their earlier fuck. His cock twitched just thinking about Kelly watching from the door, and suddenly sleep was the last thing on his mind. "Hey, babe," he whispered, "I'm not so sleepy. Gonna head downstairs and read a bit so I don't wake you."

Sarah mumbled something half-asleep, barely a grunt, her face smushed into the pillow. Kael slid out of bed slow, careful not to jostle her, and pulled on his boxers. He slipped out the door, leaving it cracked just enough for the hallway light to spill in, and tiptoed down the corridor to Kelly's room.

Her door was ajar, a soft glow from a nightlight spilling out. Kael pushed it open quietly and stepped inside. Kelly was in bed, the covers pulled up to her chest, her dark hair messy on the pillow. She smiled when she saw him, her eyes glinting with that horny little spark he'd come to know. He sat on the edge of her bed, the mattress dipping under him, and she reached out, grabbing his hand with hers, her fingers warm and soft.

"That was so fucking hot," Kelly said, her voice low and excited. "I loved watching you kiss her—your tongue all up in her mouth, so damn passionate. I could tell it got her pussy wet right away."

As she talked, she yanked the covers back with her free hand, showing off her naked body. No pajamas, no nothing. Her tits were perky, nipples already hard, and her legs shifted open a little, hinting at the wet pussy he'd tasted earlier. "Then when you sucked her tits," she went on, "I kept thinking about how your mouth felt on my nipples, sucking me off." Her hand slid up to her chest, fingers brushing over one nipple, then pinching it lightly, tugging it like he had. She moaned soft, her eyes half-lidded, getting herself worked up.

"Want me to help you out?" Kael asked, his cock stiffening in his boxers as he watched her play with herself.

Kelly shook her head, smirking. "Nah, I got this. Just watch me fuck myself thinking about it." She kept going, her fantasy spilling out. "Sarah got ready for you so fast, and that position. Your cock slamming her from behind, her not even seeing you? Fuck, it's like you owned her pussy, all dominant and shit." Her other hand slid down her stomach, over the little patch of hair above her pussy, and she spread her legs wider. She dipped a finger into her cunt, sliding it in and out slow, then pulled it out to rub her clit, alternating between the two. Her pussy was already soaked, glistening in the nightlight.

"I bet your finger on her clit felt like this—" She gasped, rubbing her clit harder, her hips bucking up a little. "And getting fucked at the same time, oh fuck, mmm." Her fingers moved faster, two of them now, plunging into her pussy, then back to her clit, smearing her juices around. Her other hand squeezed her tits, pinching her nipples hard, and Kael could see her getting close, her eyelids fluttering, her breaths turning into little whimpers.

He sat there, cock throbbing, watching her lose it. "Yeah, and when she felt you blasting your cum in her pussy…" Kelly's voice cracked, her words cutting off as a loud, wordless moan ripped out of her. Her whole body shook, her pussy clenching around her fingers as she came, her hips jerking up off the bed, her tits bouncing with every spasm. Juices dripped down her hand, pooling on the sheets, and she kept rubbing her clit through it, dragging out the orgasm 'til she was panting.

When she finally stopped, she collapsed back, turning half onto her side with a lazy, satisfied smile. Her eyes closed, her chest heaving. Kael leaned down and kissed her lips soft, tasting a hint of her sweat. "See you in the morning, dirty girl," he whispered. She nodded, still blissed out, and he slipped out of her room, closing the door quiet behind him.

Back in the guest room, Kael slid into bed next to Sarah. She was on her side, her ass curved under the blanket, her breathing steady. He rested his hand on her hip, feeling the softness of her skin through the thin nightshirt she'd slipped back on in her sleep. She stirred a little, letting out a sleepy hum, and he slid his hand down, stroking her thigh slow, then up to her ass, squeezing it gently. Sarah shifted, rolling onto her back a bit, her legs parting just enough to give him access.

His fingers slipped, finding her pussy still wet from his cum and her juices, hot and slick. He slid two fingers inside her, slow and deep, feeling her cunt grip him. She didn't wake up, just sighed soft in her sleep. He pulled his fingers out, coated with their mess, and rubbed her clit light, teasing it. Sarah shifted again, rolling more onto her stomach, her legs spreading wider, her ass lifting a little like she wanted more even in her dreams. Kael pressed harder, circling her clit fast with his fingertips, sliding his other hand under to finger her pussy again, two fingers pumping in and out.

It didn't take long, her body was still sensitive from before. She let out a low, sleepy moan, the first sound she'd made since he came back, and her pussy clenched around his fingers. Her hips twitched, a small, quick orgasm rippling through her, her juices leaking onto his hand. Then she went limp, her breathing evening out as she sank back into sleep, totally fucked out.

Kael pulled his hand back, and settled in beside her, his cock half-hard but satisfied for now. He drifted off, smirking at how fucking wild this day had been.

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Morning came fast. They all gathered around the kitchen table for breakfast, coffee, toast, some scrambled eggs Laura made. Kelly shoveled food in her mouth, her hair a messy tangle, looking like any teenager who'd just rolled out of bed.

Sarah sipped her coffee, her eyes sharp and awake now. Laura laid out the day's plan: her and Sarah were heading out again for the morning, more shopping. Kelly groaned loud, overacting it. "Ugh, seriously? Another day stuck here?" she whined, slumping in her chair.

Laura's face tightened, embarrassed by the attitude. "That's enough, Kelly," she snapped, grabbing her arm and pulling her out to the porch. A sharp slap echoed back inside, followed by silence. They came back a minute later. Kelly, looking down, but her eyes had a weird, excited glint, "Sorry," she mumbled, barely audible, and sat back down.

Sarah and Laura grabbed their bags and headed out, Laura tossing a final warning over her shoulder. "Be good, Kelly, and do whatever Uncle tells you, got it?" The door slammed shut, leaving Kael and Kelly alone again.