It's Not Cheating If You Don't Get Caught **Closed**

“Very much,” he responded with a smirk, savoring the slow roll she was giving him. He was definitely not someone who had to fuck hard all the time. He enjoyed all manner of sexual attention, and among his favorites was the lapdance.

He gave her a little wink, and then pulled her shirt up and over her head, and then back down. He twisted up the fabric at the back of her shirt, and held tight to it with one hand, and it had the lovely effect of pulling her arms back at the elbows, while simultaneously jutting out her chest just a bit.

Tommy dove in, his mouth feasting on her flesh, his tongue and lips and teeth dancing over her tender, hard buds, worshipping her tits with his face before finally latching on to one of those nipples with his lips.

He suckled hard on her, one hand holding that tee shirt tight behind her, and the other wandering down her back to her hips, and quickly, grasping her firm round butt.
 
Sophie allowed him to wrap her shirt around her arms, trapping them and pushing her breasts closer to him. She liked the way he thought, and the strength with which he was pulling excited her even more.

She let her head fall back and her eyes looked up into the night sky, as he went at her tits, feeling his teeth a bit and hoping she'd end up with a few bruises or hickeys tonight. She bit her bottom lip as he started to suck on her nipple. God this felt so good. The high plus the booze had lifted her inhibitions a bit, and she heard herself lightly moaning and sighing as he started to explore her body with his other hand.

She was really unable to move without losing her balance, so her only way to gain control again was with her words. "When was the last time you had fun like this?" She asked him, breathlessly. "Or sucked on tits like mine?" She smirked, her sister was a B cup on a good day, and she knew that Di didn't like anyone to see them much less touch them. Sophie managed to grind her hips a little bit more against his hard dick.
 
Tommy groaned, feeling that perfect rolling grind of her hips against him. Fuck, that was good. She was asking him questions. The last time playing with tits like those...

He laughed. “About a year ago,” he said, between sucks and nibbles on her breasts. He laughed again, “the night before I met your sister,” he said.

“I was at this show, kinda more grungy rock than anything I guess, and there was this chick in the crowd. She was fucking hot, and she had all the right curves, just like you,” he explained, rolling his hips to meet hers at just the right spot even as his grip on her tits grew more intense, his fingers digging into her skin. His mouth crashed onto her again with a passion, teeth scratching.

“We just kept bumping into each other...”
 
Sophie grinned widely as he started telling her about this girl in between kisses, licks and nibbles. Most girls would hate to hear about some other fling while they're getting it on with a guy, but not Sophie. She thought this was the hottest damn thing. An experienced guy knew what he wanted and he knew what he could bring to the table. And they usually had a kink or two figured out by then. Besides, she always like to take notes, compare, and outshine the previous competition. She always strove to be the best fuck a guy would ever have.

"Yeah?" She egged him on, moaning as he started to grind back against her, pressing against her clit harder each time. She needed to be careful. Too much more of this and her noises could get out of hand. She wouldn't want to wake anyone up and have them find them like this.
 
“Yeah,” he replied, savoring every roll of their hips together, and every squeeze of her delicious young tits. He’d been nibbling and sucking all over her chest, intent on leaving his mark on her.

“Well,’we ran into each other again, at the end of the show, and I asked her if she thought she could get backstage, kind of a dare, we weren’t wearing backstage passes or anything, but she was all about and we walked in like we owned the place and no one questioned us and we found an unoccupied dressing room and fucked like there was no tomorrow.”

He tightened his grip on the back of her shirt. “She was probably the best blow job I ever got too. Wish I knew her name... that girl straight ghosted on me.”
 
Sophie listened to his story and enjoyed the feel of his lips and teeth moving over her skin. There was no way she would have a few bruises or hickies in the morning. The woman he described could've easily been her, she smirked as he was obviously telling her something that should make her jealous.

"Is that a challenge?" She smiled down at him at the blow job remark. She struggled against his tightened grip showing her intentions to get off his lap. She needed to unleash the monster that was in his pants and put some of her skills to work.
 
The way she wiggled in his lap, so eager to escape his grasp and show off her skills, was a whole level of intoxicating beyond the weed and wine.

“Let’s see what you got,” he said, rolling his hips up against her, his cock smashed right there, and slowly released his grip on her shirt, letting it unravel bit by bit in his hand as they rubbed against each other some more.

Finally, with one last firm squeeze of her tit, she was free.
 
Sophie locked eyes with him as he was painfully slowly releasing his grip on her, her eyes showing that she was well aware of how he was toying with her and that she loved it. She bit on her bottom lip out of reflex to stifle a sharp moan as his cock pressed hard on her clit. Her hips instinctively continued to grind that sweet spot until he released her with a final tit squeeze.

Sophie unfolded her legs and climbed off his lap, her pussy dripping with desire and almost mad at her for stopping the fun. Winking at him she slipped her shirt back on, partially to tease him, partially just in case she needed a quick escape. She wasn't a stranger to precarious situations like these and she knew her luck would run out eventually.

She did however turn around, her back facing him and unbuttoned her shorts. Lowering down over the swell of her ass, she bent forward a little and gave him a quick glimpse of her tight firm butt cheeks slightly separated by the black material of her thong. Shaking her hips a little, she giggled slightly and pulled her shorts back up, buttoning them and turning back towards him.

Now it was time to focus on that delicious cock of his. She got on her knees and positioned herself between his legs, her hands running up the insides of his thighs and meeting on either side of the bulge at the center. She looked up at him briefly to read his reaction, smiled hungrily and looked back down. Her thumbs traced up the shaft of his pants-covered dick until her fingers got to the hem, hooking into them and slowly pulling them down.

Sophie licked her lips as his impressively large dick sprang forward from its confinement. "Oh fuck." She reacted honestly. Her relatively small hand wrapped around the base of his shaft, slowly stroking up towards the head. She looked up at him with a smile on her face like this was a present that was all for her. Even though technically, this was meant for her sister, and should be off limits to her. But she loved taking things that weren't hers. And she took good care of them too.

Looking back down at her prize she leaned forward and licked the bit of precum from the tip and the wrapped her lips around the head, sucking slightly.

BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ..........BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

Her phone started to loudly vibrate on the table behind her. Goddamnit! She thought. Someone wouldn't be calling her at this time unless it was important. Her luck had run out. But this week was far from over. She immediately stopped sucking his delicious cock, and started to get up to get her phone.
 
Tommy watched with hungry eyes as she climbed off him, did a little spin number and showed him her ass. He licked his lips, just imagining sinking his face between those firm round cheeks. He would have reached out and spanked her, but she was already pulling them back up and getting on her knees before him. No way was he stopping that move.

Diana had only ever gone down on him once, and she had been so terrible at it, he never bothered to request such an act again. Her entire demeanor had told him she thought the whole thing was just gross and she just wanted to get it over with. It had been so lackluster that Tommy ended it quite early, opting to nail her from behind instead to get off.

This was an entirely different kind of experience. Her tongue and mouth felt amazing, yes, but her entire approach more than made his cock throb with desire and need. He watched her wrap those lips around him. Given more time, he would have had his hands in her hair and perhaps wouldn’t have let her pull away so quickly at the ringing phone.

But instead he was just left there on the bench with a raging hard-on while she answered her phone. He groaned audibly, but the expression on her face told him this little encounter was over, and all he could do was chuckle and pull his pants back up. He sat there on the bench with a little, knowing smirk on his face. They had all week. He definitely wasn’t done enjoying her.
 
Sophie could feel his disappointment as she walked over to the table, but her clouded mind could only seem to focus on one thing at a time. She looked at her phone to see who was calling, it was her best friend, Amarita. With a slight groan, she looked back at him with an apologetic expression.

"Sorry, I have to get this. She wouldn't be calling unless she needs me." She said honestly. As she answered, she looked down between his legs, a little sad at the missed opportunity. But she knew there would be plenty more to come.

Amarita's voice was immediately off when she picked up. "Oh no, honey what's wrong?" Sophie said, a bit concerned now. Rita went off about how she was being dumped by this guy that she was so sure was the one, even though they had only been dating a couple weeks. She mouthed 'Sorry' at Tommy as she listened to her friend on the phone.

The story was taking a while and she knew she was going to need to give advice soon. She slowly traced a finger up her stomach, lifting up the shirt in the process until she pulled it up over a tit, giving him a bit of an apology flash, and biting her lip in a smile as she saw his reaction.

She looked at the time on her phone and realized how late it had become. Her parents were early risers and liked to have everyone down for brunch, so they should probably head in soon. She muted the phone briefly and looked up at Tommy.

"This is going to take a while. I'm sorry. You probably should get some sleep." She suggested, hating every word and wishing she were slightly less of a good friend so she could be having fun with him. But she was going to have her fun with him, and was looking forward to it.
 
Tommy nodded, standing up and walking towards her with a little smirk on his face, coming up from behind her. He gave her ass a playful grab, and planted a nibbling kiss on her neck.

“Next time I’ll just eat you out while you have your very important phone call,” he said quietly in her ear, one hand sliding down momentarily to her crotch and back up again before he turned and walked away, back into the house.

He smiled all the way to bed. This little vacation wasn’t going to be half bad after all. He got to his room, and tiptoed inside. No reason to wake the roommate, some cousin named Fred. Brunch would be early and exhausting. He had a perfect sleepy buzz going, and laying down felt awesome. If only he had that sexy little Sophie in here with him...
 
A smile formed on Sophie's lips as he teased her with his hands and his words. His breath on her ear and the way his hand traced down her body like he owned her, made her tremble in excitement and bite her lip as she thought of him going down on her. He was such a deviant, it was delicious. It wasn't fair for her sister to have found him first. She didn't deserve him, but luckily Soph had managed to sink her claws in him. She wondered what 'next time' would have in store for them. They would have to be sneaky, and careful not to get caught. This house was big, but there were a lot of people that would love more drama in the family.

She winked at him as he walked away, drinking in his body in the haze of a cross-fade. He was the epitome of her type, down to the promiscuous behavior. She had never met a man who was so in tuned with her.

Finishing up her phone call, she grabbed all of her paraphernalia and made her way to the room she was sharing. She snuck in quietly, hid all of her things in her suitcase, and took off her jeans shorts. She could feel just how wet she had become, and her panties were soaked! Grinning to herself she slipped those off too, getting a slight whiff of her aroma and switched them out for a clean pair, a navy blue and white striped cheeky cut with lace on the waist band.

Slipping into bed she reached down, slipping a finger through her wet, hot slit, shivering slightly at the touch. She considered silently bringing herself to orgasm with the thought of Tommy eating her out fresh in her mind, but she decided to wait. She didn't want to spoil, what she was sure would be an amazing experience. Removing her hand from her panties, she turned over and fell asleep, thinking about all the fun she was going to have this trip.


The next morning started out with Brunch on the patio for the whole family. Sophie of course had slept as long as she could until her mother had come in to find her. She loudly and rudely roused her from sleep and Soph groaned and promised she'd be downstairs in five minutes. Satisfied, her mother left to rejoin the family and Sophie sat up, blinking at the sunlight that her mother had let in.

Last night came back to her and she grinned, actually excited about today and wondering what mischief she and Tommy could get into. That is, if he was still interested. She wasn't sure how tight a leash her sister would have on him.
 
Tommy’s alarm went off at the prescribed time; Diana had made sure to text him a suggested time for him to be up. He was of course expected to be at her side for brunch.

He did his best to prepare himself for the coming day, Hopefully, he’d find some way to get some time with Sophie. He wasn’t sure how that would work out, but he had a feeling that they’d make sure it did.

He was drawn to her energy. There was an easy, natural spark between them. They were both out of place with these stuffy rich people.

Sipping on coffee and making idle small talk with whatever cousin that just couldn’t understand a damn thing about working with one’s hands, Tommy dismissed himself to use the restroom. Brunch hadn’t even been served yet and he already needed an escape.

He ducked into the first bathroom he came across, opening the door and sliding inside and shutting it behind him before he actually saw Sophie standing there, face in the mirror, applying her eye shadow.

“Oh, shit, sorry,” he said, smirking a bit. “And good morning.”

He scratched his head a little bit. “So is brunch any good?”
 
Sophie heard the door open, and started to say something when she saw that it was Tommy. She smiled as she locked eyes with him in the mirror. "Good morning to you, too." She responded, noticing the smirk on his lips. She went back to finishing the eye shadow on the other eye.

"Have you never had brunch before?" She laughed. "And it's good, my mother always makes sure of that." She grabbed her mascara to finish off her look. She bent forward over the counter to get closer to the mirror. She was wearing a nicer outfit(left) today, something her mother would be more likely to approve of, while still putting her own personal style into it. The tank top showed off her stomach and gave a hint at the cherry blossom tattoo on her side.
 
“Well that’s a relief,” he replied. “Because this coffee is terrible!” He walked towards her. He knew they didn’t have much time, but he flipped the lock on the bathroom door just in case.

“I like that skirt,” he said, “and I really dig the ink,” he said, nodding towards the semi-concealed tattoo on her body. With a smirk he rolled up the tee shirt sleeve on his right arm, revealing an intricate half-sleeve tattoo of his own, guitars and wavy bars of music and tie-dyed colors.

He watched as she applied her make-up. “It would probably be a bad idea to have a wake n bake in here, right?”
 
Sophie laughed a bit. Yeah the coffee was always on the weaker side. She heard the lock click, and her heart started to beat faster in anticipation.

"Thanks." She said to the compliment on her skirt. "You like?" finished with her mascara, she put it back down on the counter as she lifted the hem of her tank up to show the full tat. She was only half surprised when he showed her his half sleeve. "Oh nice!" She said, genuinely interested, and turned around to face him to look at all the details on his skin. Honestly, this made him even hotter to her.

She smirked up at him at the mention of lighting up. "That bad of a day already?" She joked, knowingly. "Lucky for you, I never spend time with my family fully sober." Her skirt had a small pocket on the inside of the waist that was a perfect fit for her vape pen. She put it to her lips, pressed the button, and inhaled a delicious puff, and blew it out in his face, smiling.
 
He watched with hungry eyes as she lifted her shirt, letting him see her full tattoo, and his look turned to amusement as she produced a vape pen and took a hit off it.

“Look at you, always prepared,” he chuckled. “I gotta get me one of them.” The smoke she blew in his face was sweet and potent. He graciously accepted the pen from her and took a hit for himself, holding it in until he felt that buzz kick in, elevating his mind, and he handed the vaporizer back to her. “Thank you,” he said, taking another drink from the weak coffee.

They were standing quite close now. He watched as she drew another hit off the pen, and he smirked as he raised a finger and pressed it to her lips. “Hold it in,” he told her, before sliding the pen from her hand and taking another hit for himself. With the smoke filling his lungs, he leaned towards her, pulling his finger off her lips and then kissing her deeply!
 
Sophie raised an eyebrow at his command, her lips smiling against his finger. Growing more excited, she held the smoke in her lungs as she watched his mouth as he inhaled. Even though she was expecting it, she was still a little shocked as those lips came closer and met hers.

She kissed him back, her smoke mixing with his, pushing her a bit higher. She loved shotgunning as it always improved making out. The lightness in her chest amplified the sensation of his mouth on hers and her tongue dancing with his. She stood on her toes and her hand moved to the nape of his neck, pulling him closer as they kissed.

Damn he was a good kisser. And Sophie would bet the rest of her stash that he had never kissed her sister like this before. That thought almost made her possessive. She wasn't anything like Diana, and she was going to make sure he knew that. Her teeth found his bottom lip and bit it, slightly pulling on it, hard enough to shock him, but not make him bleed. She let go and looked up into his eyes deviously, her breath heavy. She grabbed for her pen for one more hit, sucking on it with a grin, breathing deeply and feeling that boost of confidence fill her body.
 
Oh but she was a yummy kisser. Their smoke mingled and rose around their faces as their tongues danced hungrily, and then that little nibble before she pulled away and took another hit...

Tommy watched her intently as she drew on the pen. He felt like he had more of a connection with Sophie, not even knowing her for 24 hours yet, than he ever did with Diana. He already had a pretty good buzz going, but he was eager to get another hit, and gave Sophie a little smirk as she slipped the pen back in his hand.

He sucked the smoke in, filling his lungs, and a moment later their lips met again, their hands on each other more aggressive this time. He slid his hands up inside her tank top, moving towards her full, firm tits...
 
Sophie kissed him back eagerly, sharing his last hit and getting more turned on by the second. His hand on her skin was blissful. She regrettably had to wear a bra under this tank top, but it was pretty thin, and she could feel her nipples hardening and pushing against the fabric as he started to touch them with his big strong hands.

Her right hand was still on his neck, and her left grabbed the pen from him and placed it on the counter beside her, before raising up to his neck as well. Both her hands traced around his neck and found the top button of his shirt, unbuttoning it and moving down to the rest.
 
She was unbuttoning his shirt, their kissing growing more lustful by the second, their shared buzz driving them on, his hands getting more aggressive at groping her tits.

One of his hands slid down her body, slipping under the waistband of her skirt and heading right for her crotch. There was a sudden urgency, as if they both realized simultaneously that they couldn’t just hide in the bathroom for very long. His fingers found her panties and discovered her wetness, and he firmly pressed against it for a moment before he pulled both his hands away from her tits and pussy, grasped her at the waist, and hoisted her up to sit on the counter!

He grabbed her skirt next, and pulled it up, spreading her legs as he did, his hands sliding up her bare skin...
 
With his shirt open to reveal his torso, she traced her hands down his muscular chest, wrapping around his waist and pulling him closer as he explored her body. His hand slipped down her skirt and she let out a soft moan as his fingers pressed against her wet panties. This confirmation that no further foreplay was really needed seemed to drive them both to act on their desires. Especially not knowing just how long they really had.

He lifted her onto the counter with ease, and she helped to gather her long skirt up. She let him spread her legs for him, revealing the panties she had put on last night that were covering her shaved pussy. Leaning back and resting her hands on the counter behind her she watched his touch move up her pale thighs, her eyes then meeting his and matching his hunger for the taboo event that was surely about to unfold.
 
His fingers quickly crawled up her thighs, and his fingers hooked under the fabric of her tiny panties. He practically yanked them down her legs, stepping back to let them close so he could completely remove them.

He tucked them into the back pocket of his pants, giving her a devious wink before spreading her legs wide once more. Her pussy was glistening and beautifully bare, and her arousal filled his nostrils as he dove in hungrily with his face!

He slid two fingers past her lips, and his tongue and teeth descended on her throbbing little clit...
 
Sophie allowed him to remove her panties, and gave him a playful glare as he put them in his pockets. Fuck, that was hot. She was positive he wasn't going to let her wear them for the remainder of the day, and this excited her even more.

She gasped as he began to eat her out. He was a man on a mission and new exactly what he was doing down there. She loved it, and it felt so damn good. It had been a while since she had someone experienced like this, and she rolled her head back and closed her eyes, enjoying his tongue and fingers.

"Fuck....You're good." She said softly, putting her hand at the back of his head, guiding him closer.
 
He felt her hand on his head, and he promptly responded by introducing a third finger to her pussy, and dragging his teeth over her clit before clamping his lips around her hot little button and sucking on her hard.

His other hand hungrily made its way up her body, groping at a firm tit once again.

He stopped eating her out for a moment, but only to tell her “you are fucking delicious” before diving back in, sliding his dripping wet fingers out of her and roaming his tongue along her lips, lapping at her now-abundant juices.
 
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