Colby
Standing there, I could see Sally’s face through the eye holes in the mask. She was staring at me, her eyes roaming over my body. I smirked, feeling a surge of excitement that she seemed thrilled by the whole thing.
“Are you done checking me out?” I asked, my voice muffled by the mask.
Sally’s eyes snapped up to mine, a flush rising to her cheeks. She signed, “What do you mean? I wasn’t watching.”
I chuckled, lowering my voice intentionally. “Can you leave?”
Her eyebrows shot up. “What? This is my room, remember? You’re the one who should be leaving.”
I shook my head. “I want to stay here.”
Sally’s curiosity got the better of her. “Why?”
I hesitated for a moment before responding. “I want to use your bathroom.”
Sally’s expression turned skeptical. “You can use it, but why do you want me to leave?”
I felt a twinge of embarrassment, but I pushed it aside. “I don’t want you smelling my poop.”
Sally’s face contorted in disgust, and I knew I’d said too much.
“Good grief, Colby. You don’t need to explain yourself to me.”
I opened the door and gently pushed Sally out into the hallway. “I’ll just… take care of my business, then.”
As I locked the door behind her, I heard my phone beep, followed by the sound of her banging on the door. I chuckled and shook my head, checking the text message on my phone: “You’d better hurry up so I can lock the door. Do you want the keys? I need to get to my class on time. Practicals aren’t going to wait for me.”
“I’ll be right out. Almost done,” I replied.
I began to scan the room, my eyes lingering on every detail. I pulled out a small camera from my bag and carefully positioned it, angling it toward Sally’s bed. I checked the camera’s view, a sly smile spreading across my face as I ensured everything was in place.
With the camera secured, I slung my cross-body bag back over my shoulder and approached the door. I unlocked it and pushed it open, revealing Sally standing in the hallway, her arms crossed and a deep frown etched on her face.
“What were you really doing in there?” she signed, her eyes narrowing suspiciously. “Were you actually using the bathroom?”
I chuckled, my smile growing wider. “You don’t have to worry about that,” I said, my voice low and mysterious. “I didn’t… ah… take care of business.”
With that, I turned and walked away, leaving Sally looking perplexed. I could feel her eyes on me as I disappeared around the corner, heading to class.
After class that evening, I walked into my room, expecting to see my bed, waiting for me. Instead, I was surprised to find my sister, Yvonne, lounging on my bed, scrolling through her phone.
My initial alarm gave way to relief as I asked, “What the hell are you doing here? You didn’t tell me you were coming over.”
Yvonne looked up, a mischievous glint in her eye. “So, have you done it? Today’s the last day, brother.”
I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Don’t give me any time, I’ll do it at my own pace. Just calm down.”
“You’ve already set up the camera and bought the mask, right?” she asked.
I chuckled, holding up the mask. “I did my research, and I think I found the perfect one.”
Yvonne’s eyes sparkled with amusement. “Are you sure Sally will like it? She reads a lot of romance novels, and I think she has her own preferences.”
“She have seen it already and she really liked it,” I chuckled, keeping it on the table, close to the bed. “In fact, she couldn’t keep her eyes off it. Might even be her kink.”
“Really?” Yvonne’s eyes widened as she took in the sight of the mask. “How… wait, did you show this to Sally?” she asked, her voice laced with surprise.
I nodded, a hint of a smile on my face. “Yeah, I told her about my plan, and I even showed her the mask. I wore it in front of her, and she seemed to like it.”
Yvonne’s eyes sparkled with amusement. “She said it was perfect? Oh wow, you’re actually considering her opinion first. Look at you, big brother, being a gentleman.”
I rolled my eyes, feeling a bit self-conscious. “Can you leave already?” I signed, pointing to the door.
Yvonne grinned, standing up. “Okay, see you!” Then, she walked out of the room, leaving me alone.
I let out a sigh, feeling a wave of exhaustion wash over me. After a cool shower, I sat down on the bed, and before I knew it, I drifted off to sleep.
I groaned softly as something hot and wet slid down my length. A small tongue flicked at my pierced tip, making me jerk slightly. The suction increased, pulling me deeper as if the mysterious mouth was starving for my morning wood.
“Damnn…” I muttered sleepily, my hips lifting slightly to meet the mouth.
I felt the warm tongue moving around my base, to the tip.
“Mmmph…” I mumbled sleepily, thinking I was having the best wet dream ever.
The mouth around me was insatiable, sucking hard then licking softly, driving me crazy. I thrust my hips up sharply, hitting the back of the throat and pulling back before it could gag.
Instinctively, I reached down to touch a head bobbing between my legs. Why the hell was this feeling so real? My fingers sank into soft, long hair and my eyes flew open, and I looked down to see Sally, her large eyes staring up at me as she took me deep into her throat.
“Fuck, Sally!” I hissed, gripping her hair tightly as she swirled her tongue around my most sensitive spot. “Wait… What are you doing? How were you able to get in here?”
Instead of replying, she moaned around me, the vibrations sending shockwaves through my dick. “Shit, you’re gonna make me cum if you keep doing that…”
“Is… is this a dream?” I groaned, my hips bucking up to meet her mouth again. “Am I… am I really feeling Sally under me right now?”
Sally swallowed around me, her throat constricting, and I let out a guttural “Mmmph!”
She looked up at me, her eyes locked onto mine as she continued to work her mouth around my length. “Mmm?” she asked, the vibration of her voice sending electric shocks through my cock.
“Are you awake?” The sound of her voice made me grip her hair even tighter. Was that question supposed to be sarcastic? Wait! That isn’t even the main issue.
“Sally, you… talked?” I asked, my eyes widening.
“Hmm Hmm,” she nodded, the sounds and nods causing these amazing feelings to run down my cock. “You like my voice?”
I shook my head, “This… This has to be a dream, right? An obvious dream.”