“You know,” she started speaking – I assumed to me. “I’ve known Lindsay a looooong time, and I don’t think there’s anything we don’t tell each other.”
Kristy was definitely up to something, and my heart started pumping. I watched as Kristy started massaging her tits as she shifted her weight from one leg to the other, causing her hips curve out seductively. She took one hand and started running it down her side and over her hip, until it rested over the little valley between her legs. I could see her press one of her fingers in against her clit.
“…and if I know Lindsay,” she continued with a mischievous smile, “then I’ll bet she isn’t playing by the rules.” She gave the small fold between her legs another rub.
Now I knew what Kristy’s game was. She was trying to get me hard without touching me. She wanted to prove I could see her. I tried to think of something else to avoid getting hard, but the sight of Kristy standing naked in front of me, rubbing her tits and pussy, was starting to affect me. I watched as she stepped briefly over to the nearby couch, picked up her purse, and retrieved something from inside. When she came back, I could see it was a small toy of some sort.
Not saying a word, Kristy stood in front of me again. This time she put one foot up on my knee and swung her own knee out, spreading her legs and offering me a clear view of her pretty pink slit. I couldn’t look anywhere else without drawing suspicion, as doing so would require me to turn my head away. Turning my head away would reveal the transparent nature of my hood.
Kristy squeezed her breasts and pinched her nipples with one hand, while the other reached down between her legs and began rubbing the small toy against her wet opening. I could feel the blood flowing to my cock in reaction. I started to panic, wondering what Kristy’s reaction would be when she saw me get hard, proving I could see through the hood.
Then Kristy turned around and bent over. With one arm, she reached back and spread her ass, exposing her beautiful pussy and rectum to me. With the other hand, she reached up between her legs and began to work the small toy in and out of her slippery hole. Seeing her bent over like this, fucking herself, was too much. I couldn’t fight it anymore, and my cock sprang to life.
Kristy stood up, turned around, and smiled like the cat that caught the canary. She was staring right at my cock and watched as it grew to its full length.
“I thought so,” she said – maybe to me, or maybe to herself. She didn’t get mad though. In fact, she seemed glad that she had been proven right.
“Don’t worry,” she said. “I’m not going to tell your secret.”
I sighed in relief (she smiled in response).
“…but maybe we can make this a little more interesting for you?” it came out as a question, but I know it wasn’t intended as such.
Kristy dropped to her knees and took me into her mouth. This time however, she did it while staring right in my eyes (or where she imagined my eyes to be – which was close enough). I stared back into this beautiful girls eyes as her lips slid up and down my cock. Her tongue was doing magic tricks around my shaft as she sucked harder and harder.