Lockdown Christmas Miracle Ch. 08

Even if she had been stimulated by the sight of his body, and the touch of his hands, she rationalized that if she never acknowledged it, then it still had the chance to remain somehow innocent. It was only something twisted and wrong inside of her if Eric didn't feel it too. Her arousal only meant that her life was empty of physical passion, and that she made up for it with the increased focused on her work and her academic career. After being alone for so long, she couldn't be blamed if the memory of his firm body against hers made her want to melt into him, and hold him like that again. And again and again. She twitched under the covers and shifted around in discomfort, before eventually trying to settle down again.

If Eric never knew that she found it arousing, she reasoned, then they were safe, because she would never actually do anything about it. But knowing now that he clearly felt it too, had caused an indescribably un-scratchable itch, deep inside of her. As much as she longed for sleep to come, she kept seeing Eric and Ellie's bodies, almost completely naked, writhing up against each other, the straining outline of his hard dick in his underwear as she first saw it, and then the sight of his fully naked body as he stood stripped in front of both she and Ellie.

Her thighs pressed and squirmed as the tingling within her refused to subside. She felt flush and overly warm under the covers and her nipples felt every brush against the fabric as she moved braless inside her flannel pajamas. She wedged her hand tightly between her thighs as if doing so would keep it from moving on its own, or allowing it access, to where her body was calling it.

The more she tried to block the image of Eric naked, or the trembling memory of the moment that she allowed her bra to fall free, and let Eric see her topless, the more they pushed against her will, with the same persistence that she felt echoed within each throb of her pussy. As her thighs relaxed, and she finally relented against the inevitability of her need, she remembered having her eyes closed, and the sensation of feeling Eric's hard dick, pressed up against her lower stomach. She imagined just how she and Ellie must have looked, as they struggled topless, her own hard nipples rubbing across the soft skin of Ellie's big, firm tits. The way Ellie's own nipples felt against her skin. While Eric watched it, all of it, his dick hard, completely unashamed.

She should have been ashamed, and humiliated, rather than excited, to have been exposed and forced to do the things that she had, with both Eric and Ellie. But as she reached a shuddering climax, she knew that it was really the shame and humiliation of it that excited her most of all. As her breathing slowed and the throbbing in her pussy subsided, she found comfort in her bed at last and finally let sleep take her.