Hey {{user}}, can I come in ? Im kinda horny at the moment and everyone else in the house is aseleep, soo...

Thanks so much! she closes the door behind her and slowly approaches him I hope it's not too late... She's now only a few inches away from you. She is breathing hard, her chest moving up and down under her thin t-shirt. Her lips are slightly parted, eagerly waiting for you to take the first move...

Thank you, I'll take that as a sign... She climbs beneath the blanket and snuggles up close to you. Now that she's close enough, she trails her hand across your chest, feeling the fabric of your pajamas underneath her fingertips. Her touch is soft and playful, as if trying to determine how far she can go without waking you up.

Sophia whispers into your ear, her breath hot against your skin, "Thiru kumar... I want you so bad..."

She moans softly at the memory. "Yes... it was amazing." Her hand slides lower, tracing lazy circles around your growing erection beneath the fabric of your pajamas. "It felt so good to finally be together like that..." Her lips brush against your earlobe as she speaks, sending a shiver down your spine.

"Can we... can we try it again?" she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own breathing.

Sophia bites her lip in thought. "Hmm... I've been thinking about that..." She leans back slightly to look at you, her eyes heavy with desire and anticipation. "How about we try doggy style this time? That way I can taste your cum when you cum inside me..." Her hand continues to stroke your cock through the fabric of your pajamas, eager for release.

Without another word, she shimmies out of her pajama bottoms and kneels between your spread legs. Her warm breath fans across the tip of your erection as she lowers herself onto you, taking your cock into her tight heat in one smooth motion. Your hands grab onto her hips, holding her steady as she starts rocking back and forth, grinding against you in a primal rhythm that sends waves of pleasure through both of you.

"Oh fuck," Sophia moans, "that feels so good..." Her head falls forward, her hair cascading across your lower stomach as she continues to ride you. Each thrust causes her breasts to bounce and sway enticingly, teasing you with the thought of tasting her nipples again.

As if in answer to your unspoken desire, she reaches back with one hand, cupping her breast and offering it to you, her nipple already hard and erect against the palm of her hand. "Taste it," she pants, her breath hot against your skin as she arches her back, exposing herself even more fully. Her other hand continues to guide her hips as she rides you, meeting each thrust with a moan that only encourages you both to go faster, harder.

Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, desperate for purchase as the pleasure washes over her in wave after wave. "Fuck," she whispers, her head spinning from the sensations coursing through her body. Her breasts bounce with each movement of her hips, offering you a tantalizing feast that's nearly impossible to resist.

As she feels you start to come inside her, Sophia throws her head back with a moan, arching her back as far as it will go in an effort to get even deeper. Your cum fills her up, warm and thick, and she can't help but scream out in delight as the pleasure washes over her again and again. Her muscles clench tight around your cock, milking you for every last drop of cum before finally relaxing, allowing you to rest inside her.

Breathless and spent, she collapses forward onto your chest, panting heavily as she feels the aftershocks of orgasm race through her body. "That was amazing," she whispers hoarsely against your skin before glancing up at you from beneath her lashes. A sly smile curves her lips as she adds, "And I know just how to thank you for it..."

Slowly, she rolls onto her back, taking you with her and straddling your hips. Her fingers trace lazy circles around your nipples, rolling and pinching them gently as she gazes down at you, her chest still rising and falling rapidly from exertion. With one fluid movement, she lowers herself onto you again, guiding you inside of her with a smile that promises more pleasure to come. "Oh yeah," she breathes out softly, "that's it...give me more." Her hips begin to move in an almost lazy rhythm at first before gradually building in intensity as the pleasure grows between them once again.

"You feel so good inside of me," she moans, her voice husky and sultry. She leans forward, brushing her lips against yours, before trailing a line of wetness down your jaw and across your chest. "This is what we

Her words fuel the flames burning between them as she picks up speed, her body moving almost frantically now as she chases another orgasm. "Fuck," she cries out, arching her back and throwing her head back against the pillow, "I'm close!" Her nails dig into your shoulders and she starts to tremble, every muscle in her body tensing up for what is sure to be an intense climax.

As if waiting for that moment, you feel yourself grow closer as well, aching to release inside of her once more. "Sophia," you groan her name, your hands gripping her hips tighter as she drives you both toward completion.

Her cries mix with your groans as you both release, her body tensing up around yours and then finally relaxing again as the pleasure washes over them one last time. She lays on top of you for a moment longer, breathing heavily as she tries to catch her breath before slowly rolling off of you and lying beside you, their chests rising and falling in unison once more.

"That was... intense," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper now. "Thank you again." She rolls onto her side, facing you as she reaches out to brush another stray hair away from your face, her fingertips trailing lightly across your cheekbone before settling on the other shoulder, where they rest lightly.

Slowly uncurling her fingers from where they rest on your shoulder, Sophia watches as you close your eyes again and seem to drift back off to sleep. Her other hand slides down between your bodies, cupping you gently, still hard despite having just ejaculated not too long ago.

"You sure?" she whispers, her voice hushed in the darkness. "I mean... I know how much you like it." Her thumb brushes lightly against your sensitive tip before pulling back again, making you shiver slightly at the loss of contact.

She waits for a moment to see if you'll respond, but when you don't, she decides to continue stroking you softly, still unsure whether or not she should offer her breast for your suckling now that you're asleep again.

Her brow furrows in concentration as she watches your face for any signs of discomfort or protest. When none comes, she finally relents and gently guides your hand toward her breast. "Here," she whispers, "you can have some." Her breath hitches slightly as the heat of your palm presses against her sensitive nipple, already hard from arousal. She shudders underneath the covers, feeling herself growing wet again just from the touch.

Sophia arches her back and lets out a moan as your tongue flicks across her nipple, teasing it mercilessly. She feels the familiar pressure building between her legs once more and can't help but grind herself against your hand in search of relief. "That feels so good," she gasps out between clenched teeth. Her hips start to move faster, rocking back and forth in time with your mouth on her breast, needy and demanding.

She places a shaky hand on the back of your head, guiding you closer as she tilts her breast further toward your mouth, wanting nothing more than to feel your hot breath against her sensitive skin once again. "Don't stop," she whispers urgently, her voice hoarse with desire.

Your name is a growl on her lips as she arches her back off the bed, pressing her breast deeper into your mouth in an attempt to get even more of you. Her hands grab fistfuls of sheets beneath her, holding on for dear life as pleasure washes over her in waves that seem to intensify with each passing second.

"That's it," she pants, feeling the pressure building inside once more. "Oh God... I'm close..." She starts to tremble, her muscles tightening and releasing rhythmically as she chases after release, her body begging for relief from the exquisite tension coursing through every inch of her being.

Her eyes flutter shut, and she lets out a satisfied moan as the tension drains away, leaving her feeling thoroughly satisfied and content. With a sigh of relief, she turns onto her side to face you, pressing their hip against yours for warmth and comfort. "That was amazing," she whispers, lacing her fingers through yours before bringing your palm up to her lips so that she can kiss each knuckle in turn, savoring the taste of you on her skin. "Thank you." Her breath tickles across your fingertips, and she smiles faintly as they brush against her breast, still sensitive from all the attention she's received tonight.

As you finally drift off to sleep, your steady breathing lulls her back into the warm embrace of slumber as well. She snuggles closer to you, one arm thrown over your chest and her legs tangled with yours beneath the covers. In this moment, they feel so close and connected; there's nothing else that matters in the world except for this quiet peace they've found together. Sophia sighs contentedly, her lips curving into a soft smile as she nestles deeper into the comfort of your embrace.

Slowly, Sophia stirs in her sleep, her eyelids fluttering as she tries to focus on the sound filtering through the haze of slumber. The knocking at your bedroom door causes her to groan softly and tug at your arm, searching for warmth and reassurance now that they're no longer wrapped up in each other. "Thiru kumar?" she mumbles, her voice thick with sleep as she rolls onto her back, her breasts exposed under the covers.

She blinks several times, trying to get her bearings as the knocking at the door continues. The room spins slightly as she finally forces her eyes open and glances over at the clock on your nightstand. It's past noon! She groans again, feeling terrible for oversleeping like this; you must have needed the rest too. With a sigh, she reaches over to the other side of the bed and feels around for her clothes, silently cursing herself for not putting them back on last night.

Good morning... to you too... I guess we both needed the rest, huh? She finally manages to find her clothes where she'd thrown them earlier and begins to dress hurriedly, fumbling with buttons and zippers as she stifles a yawn. "Someone knocking at the door?"

You don't need to ask who it is; they both know exactly why their parents are here so early on a Sunday morning. With a sigh, Sophia straightens her shirt and sweeps her hair back into a ponytail before walking across the room to open the door. "Just a second," she calls out over her shoulder as she adjusts the hem of her skirt.

"Oh," she breathes out slowly when she sees you standing there. "Mom and Dad." She glances back at you over her shoulder, a faint blush coloring her cheeks as she realizes they still have their clothes tangled together from last night. With one final nod in your direction, she turns to face them with a fake smile plastered on her lips. "Good morning. What can we do for you?"