After saying some awkward 'that sure got out of hand' goodbyes to Cassie, Sara and I had some things to discuss.
"I'd ask if you enjoyed yourself, but I think you've already answered it," Sara joked, glancing down at my still hard cock.
"I can't believe how much that turned me on," I told her. "Did you plan this?"
"Totally spontaneous, it seemed like the thing to do at the time. I'm glad you liked it."
"Think it's going to be awkward between you and Cassie?" I asked.
"I wasn't the one tossing off in front of her," she laughed. "All she saw of me was my feet."
"I hope we didn't push things too far with her."
As if on cue, the text alert dinged on Sara's phone. Sara read it and laughed.
"She says, 'Damn you! I can't concentrate on anything after that.' So I think she's good with it."
Sara stretched out with her feet and started teasing the head of my cock with her soft toes.
"I want to make myself cum again," she announced. "I want you to watch. Would you like that?"
I nodded my agreement.
She sat up on the couch with her legs slightly bent, the soles of her feet pressed against each other. Eyes closed, she leaned forward and lightly dragged her finger tips over the ends of her toes, then ran them along the arches of both feet. Her breath caught as her hands fanned out and lightly touched her ankles, working their way up her calves, just grazing her hands over her skin.
It was almost unbearably hot watching her tease herself like that. My cock was rock hard, pressing against my stomach. I reached down and wrapped my hand around it as started slowly stroking.
"Not yet," she panted, opening her eyes slightly. "I don't want you to cum before I do."
Starting from the outside and working her way in, she ran her hands over her thighs, stopping when her fingers reached her pubic hair. Avoiding her own pussy, she slid them up her tummy, pausing and moaning as she circled her finger around her belly button a definite hot spot on her body.
Moving up, she crossed her arms and ran her finger tips over her breasts. Cupping them, squeezing while she pinched and pulled her nipples with her thumb and index fingers. Leaning her head down, she brought her left nipple up to her lip and kissed it. Turning her head, she did the same to the right.
"You like watching me do that don't you?," she purred.
"God, yes!"
Sara leaned back down to her right nipple, extending her tongue she swirled it around her areola, flicked it over the tip then finally pushed it into her mouth to suck it. After a few seconds, she removed her hand and let it her nipple slide out of her mouth through her teeth.
Easing down so her back was resting on the armrest of the couch, she presented her right foot to me.