OFF LIMITS-Four

AVERY

I stared at the mess in the bed, my heart racing so hard.

It wasn’t a dream. Last night was not a dream.

I had woken up with so much force, convinced that everything that had happened was a dream.

But it wasn’t.

Dan had actually eaten me out and fucked me with his tongue last night.

But why? He had rejected me so hard hours before and suddenly he was sneaking into my room.

What was his motive?

“Are you okay?” Cassie asked as she stepped out of the bathroom, and my head instantly snapped to her.

God. And Cassie had been in the room along with us.

Do you think she heard anything? At some point I had given up being quiet and I didn’t care any more.

What if she heard? What if she knew what I had done with her father.

The thought of it made my heart race even harder. But I knew she wouldn’t be this calm if she suspected.

“Did you hear anything last night?” I asked cautiously, watching her face for any reaction she might have.

Cassie paused with her towel still on her hair, her brow coming up.

“Did I hear you moaning last night, ypu mean?” She asked.

My face blanched.

No.

No fucking way.

My heart somersaulted so hard, my hands started to shake.

I was fucked. I was so fucked right now, Cassie was going to kill me.

What do I do? My lips parted and closed, words failing to come out as my brain short circuited.

I needed to explain it to her, but I didn’t even know what I was going to say.

What would excuse this behavior?

“Cassie I can explain.” I started instantly, pushing up from where I sat.

I could feel the tears in my eyes as my fingers dug into my skin, my heart beating so fast it hurt.

My legs shook beneath me and I tried to stop myself from crying loudly.

But no matter how hard I tried to think, my brain kept failing me.

I guess this was what I got from lusting after her father.

“What are you talking about? It’s totally cool.” Cassie waved me off and I started at her in shock.

I was frozen in place, my mouth hanging open.

She was cool with me doing whatever that was with her father?

Had she known all these while? Had I been obvious too obvious?

When I asked about Dan and worn those outfits, did she know then?

I felt so embarrassed.

“Cassie?” I called out worriedly, taking steps back as I tried to distance myself from her.

My legs shook in fear, my heart still racing at a million miles per hour.

“Everyone touch themselves once in a while. So it’s okay. Just make sure you burn that mattress.” She shrugged, staring at the mattress on the floor with disgust.

I froze.

Wait she thought-

She thought I was touching mysef?

I let out a breath i didn’t know I was holding, relief written all over my face.

So she only heard me moaning, but didnt see her father?

Thank God.

I was very relieved she thought I had been touching myself.

“Wasn’t that what you were doing?” She asked and I immediately nodded mu head.

“It was, obviously it was.” I rushed off, scoffing lightly.

“What else would I be doing?”

Cassie stared at me strange but went on to wear her clothes leaving me alone with my racing mind.

My mind seemed to relax, and it went back to what had happened last night.

I imagined everything that had happened all over again. Dan walking into the room, me pretending to be asleep, his rough hands on my body and then his tongue on my pussy.

The way his tongue had lined my pussy, the way he sucked my clit, his fingers inside me while he licked through my folds.

The images were engraved in my memory, and that thick voice of his while he called me a good girl.

Thinking about it all made me shudder, a wave of pleasure shooting through me.

“I’d be going to school to submit this. Not sure how long it would take.” Cassie said, snapping me out of my daze.

“Huh? Oh okay.” I nodded half heartedly. I wondered if Dan was home.

I had no idea how to face him after what had just happened.

Would be deny it? Would be act like it didn’t happen?

What if I just snuck out of the house back to mine?

I couldn’t just keep avoiding him, especially now I knew he wanted to fuck me.

I glanced at the wet mattress on the floor, and I shuddered once more.

I would give anything to feel that once again. The orgasm tearing through me was nothing I had felt before.

Tearing myself off the floor, I made my way to the bathroom to shower.

Cassie left while I was mid-shower and soon it was just me alone.

I stepped out of bathroom, body dripping with water.

I glanced at the mattress once more, and images flooded my mind.

God. Thinking about it was driving me insane.

I swallowed hard as my fingers inched closer to my pussy, and I wondered if I should touch myself or not.

Unable to control myself , I plopped down on the bed, and spread my legs.

I was wet already and I hadn’t even started to touch myself.

My heart raced as I rubbed my clit with my fingers, letting out a sigh as I fell on the bed.

My fingers found my breast, a low moan slipping past my lips as I twisted my nipples between my fingers.

And then the memory came back.

His tongue on my folds, the feeling of his breath agaisnt my skin. I imagined his mouth to be on my nipples as I rubbed faster on my clit, my moan getting louder.

It was just like last night, and it felt so good.

“Fuck, Dan.” I sighed, my eyes closing as I widened my legs.

I wanted to feel his dick inside me as my fingers slipped in and I pinched my nipples.

I wanted his tongue between my folds as my fingers slipped between them.

I shivered as I imagined his lips on my skin, trailing all over my bed as he sucked gently on my skin.

A knot tightened low in my stomach, growing every second as my fingers flickered over my clit. My breath caught and I kneaded my breast in my heat, imagining it was Dan’s tongue on my pussy.

Oh fuck.

I was close. My legs trembled twisted my nipple in my fingers, my hips arching off the bed.

“How often do you touch yourself while imagining it was me?”

My eyes flew open at the sound, ~catching Dan’s gaze behind me through the mirror.

His eyes were filled with desire, taking in my form. The beaded sweat n my forehead, my legs spread wide apart with my fingers still inside me and the other on my breast.

His gaze darkened as he swallowed hard, his tongue flickering over his lips.

Oh shit.