Sophie made Clara a copy of the recording her camera had made, knowing it would keep her friend entertained when she was on her own. She wished she could give Max a copy as well, since she now knew how much it excited him to watch. She felt he was a kindred spirit in that regard.
It had been so much more exciting though, to have him physically in the room, coming on Clara in front of her, than it was to watch him on her screen at a distance. Next she wanted to feel him touch her though - she wanted to taste his skin and run her hands through his thick hair. And she wanted his big dick inside her more than ever.
Her mum didn't let on that they had fucked her friend, of course, and it was business as usual for a few days. Max found that a little harder, Sophie could tell, since he had looked his step daughter directly in the eye as they both came on Clara.
Sophie felt him looking at her more than usual. She took to wearing a little tennis skirt for him with nothing under it. She didn't give him the chance to see up it, though she felt him trying, but the slight breeze on her pussy and the knowledge of how accessible it was both got her excited and slippery.
Sophie was hopelessly distracted and although she really needed to concentrate on the exams that were fast approaching, she found herself writing dirty messages to Clara. She sent her friend a little clip taken from her screen of Clara and Max double penetrating her mum, and another one of the moment when Clara came. Clara sent back pictures of her wet pussy to show their effect.
'I've posted my knickers to your mum's office,' came one message from Clara with a winking smiley.
'Seriously??' Sophie sent back.
'Yeah, the ones from the other night. They were a mess. She'll recognise them.'
Sophie tried to judge from her mum's demeanor the next evening what the impact had been of receiving Clara's package, but it wasn't until she got Max alone in their room that Sophie could see the effect, watching them on her laptop screen.
Her mum took a pair of handcuffs from a drawer and had Max lie down with his hands cuffed to the headboard and then slid her skirt down. She was wearing Clara's knickers but she knew Max wouldn't recognise them.
"These are Clara's, from the other night," she said, climbing on the bed to straddle his face.
"The kinky slut sent them to my office. I nearly opened them in front of the MD."
She pushed her crotch to within millimetres of Max's nose and said,
"They were already a cummy mess when I put them on, but I've helped them along. Can you tell her pussy from mine?"
It wasn't long until Louise had pulled the fabric to one side and Max was licking her while his untouched monster of a cock betrayed his excitement.
'Mum wore them home and she's sitting on his face, ' Sophie sent to Clara.
'Oh fuck that's hot. Show me.'
So Sophie made a little video of her screen where it looked as though her mum was now coming while Max licked her wet cunt greedily, his muscles straining against the cuffs. She sent it to Clara.
'Oh my god Soph. I'm about to come.'
Sophie loved how horny her friend was for Max and her mum. Somehow it made it ok that she so badly wanted Max herself.
'I'll fist you in the kitchen while they watch' Sophie sent, hoping Clara was still coming as she read it.
'Fuck yeah. I'd let him in my arse while you do it. Full up like your mum.'
Sophie was just processing that image when another message came.
'Now my phone screen's all slippery, Soph.'
'You're a filthy slut, Clara Robinson. Put your cunt away and go revise.'
'Ha ha. Who's the perv with the spy cam here?!'
Sophie sent a crying laughing emoji and carried on watching the action on her laptop. Her mum was now riding Max as he was still cuffed to the bed and it gave Sophie the beginnings of a plan.
As Sophie watched her mum dismount Max and begin sucking her own cum from his big dick, she was pondering how to orchestrate what she had in mind, whilst also touching her dripping wet slit with her fingertips.
"I'm going to come," Max grunted as he bucked his hips and fucked his cock up into Louise's throat.
Sophie heard her mum gagging and swallowing, trying to cope with the massive load of cum filling her mouth, still sucking the emptying dick eagerly.
Sophie imagined how it would be to kiss her mum now, before she could swallow the rest of it, and coax Max's cum from between her lips. She remembered the taste of it from when Clara had brought it to her in her freshly fucked pussy.
It was a couple of hours later that Sophie tiptoed into their bedroom and found Clara's discarded knickers, now slick with her mum's juices where she'd been fucked through them. She took a picture for Clara and sent it.
'Suck them clean,' came Clara's swift reply.
Sophie held them hesitantly, thinking about how kinky her friend was. She was standing in the fading light in her mum's bedroom, while her mum and Max were in the other room, and holding a pair of knickers that were firstly crusted with Clara's cum and secondly now smeared with her mum's. She debated Clara's filthy command with her heart pounding.
She lifted them towards her face. The scent of horny cunt on them was potent. How did her mum's pussy taste? She licked at the wet fabric, shutting off her brain, and began to suck at the juices collected in the knickers, fucked out of her mum by Max's big dick and leaked into them by Clara as well.
She touched herself as she cleaned them with her tongue, coming suddenly and quickly - so hard that she had to bite down on them to stay quiet. She hoped she wouldn't be caught and also hoped she would, mid orgasm with those knickers in her mouth.
She looked at the pair, wet now from her saliva but visibly with less cum in, and sent a picture to Clara.
'Slippery phone now too.'
'Wow that's hot. I'm keeping all my laundry for you, Soph. xx'
Sophie went into the living room with wet fingers, and sat near Max and her mum.
"Hey Soph, how's the revision? Know everything yet?"
Sophie felt a pang of guilt. She really should go and do some.
