Page 79 of Isaac


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Masturbating in front of each other doesn’t technically break the no-sex rule.

At least that’s what I tell myself because I really want to see Isaac take himself in his hand. It’s only fair since he’s seen me get myself off several times.

We get home in record time on Isaac’s motorcycle, and I lead the way straight back to my bedroom.

Isaac closes and locks the door behind me, then points to the bed. “Show me.”

Since I’m wearing a blue sweater dress with my boots, I take off my purse but leave everything on. I’ll make sure the dress only comes up to my panties so that most of my stomach remains covered. Besides, I know Isaac really likes the boots.

He goes over to the chair in the corner of the room and pulls it to the foot of the bed for a view from the front row.

“Do you need…anything?” I ask him before we get started.

“I’m ready to go, unless you got some lube?”

Rolling over, I reach into the nightstand to find the tube and toss it to him.

Then I watch as he undoes his pants with quick fingers. When he pulls his cock out, it’s long and hard, ready to go.

Isaac squirts the clear lube into his palm, then throws the tube to the floor to run his fist down his shaft, back up, and over the swollen head.

When he looks up and finds me watching him, he lifts an eyebrow. “You need to catch up.”

That’s when I remember the part I’m still missing. My purse is within arm’s reach, so I grab my phone to quickly pull up that saved video from a hidden folder. Unlike most nights, I turn the volume way up, loud enough for Isaac to hear every gasp and moan.

And like Pavlov’s dog, at the sight of Isaac’s head between my legs on the screen, my hand automatically slides down into my panties.

“Goddamn,” he mutters. I spread my legs a little wider to give him a better look and see more of him in the flesh, not just on the video. Finally, I lower my fingers while looking at Isaac’s face. My first gasp has his blue eyes blazing with need. His jaw is clenched tight as his fist moves faster.

“I’m so wet,” I tell him as I move my fingertips higher. Either that confirmation or the sound of my moans on the video makes him throw his head back. He closes his eyes for all of two seconds before they open again to stare at that spot between my legs. His tongue wets his lips as if he’s thinking about when it was in the same spot.

I watch him grip himself tighter, so tight it looks painful. When he sees me watching, he says, “You’re even tighter. Especially your virgin ass.”

“The next time you fuck me there,” I tell him, “will you let me put my vibrator here?” I know he can see where my fingers are lowered underneath my panties.

“Fuck yes,” he groans as he shuts his eyes again as if he wants to imagine doing that to me, with me. His heavy eyes stare at me again. “Show me.”

I know what he’s asking, so I reluctantly remove my fingers to roll over again to reach for my nightstand.

“Jesus. There’s that sexy ass,” Isaac says as he takes in what I’ve exposed. The thong doesn’t cover much.

I take my time retrieving the purple cock that’s big but not as big as Isaac.

His hand stops moving as soon as I turn on the buzzing and lower my panties to line up the rounded end.

“You…you need any lube?” Isaac asks, but I shake my head as I look at him.

“I’m wet enough to take it.” I start sliding it in and out, in a little deeper, then out, until it’s buried deep. The curved end pressed and buzzing against my clit makes me cry out. My inner walls begin to pulse, and then I’m coming. My hips buck up and down, riding those waves of pleasure. I somehow manage to open my eyes as my entire body shudders, just in time to see Isaac’s teeth grinding together in a snarl as his pumping hand becomes covered with his cum.

“God, that was fucking hot,” he says, still twitching as he milks the last few drops.

“I’m still…right there,” I tell him.

“Jesus,” Isaac mutters. “How long do you…”

“Half an hour, sometimes longer,” I admit. “Over and over…”

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