A Night with Lucy

Lucy’s first orgasm strikes quickly, a sign of how worked up she was. She muffles her cries by sliding your dick deeper into her throat, its constrictions as she moans add to your pleasure. Meanwhile her hips spasm above you. Pussy juices run down her thighs and you lap at them greedily.

As her orgasm fades, she pulls off your cock. She pauses to pant. Then adjusts her stance, pulling her slit away from your face and down your body. As she does so, she looks back at you. Saliva drips from her chin and onto the pale flesh of her breasts. Her green eyes are wild with love and lust and pleasure. She kneels, knees either side of your thighs, her perfect, round ass pointed towards you. She takes your spittle coated cock in one hand, raises her ass, and then lowers it, slowly impaling herself on the shaft. All the time she’s looking into your eyes, until she’s halfway down and she has to close them in her bliss. A sigh escapes her lips. You groan your satisfaction along with her.

There’s a pause when you’re all the way in, and she’s resting on your balls. She wiggles slightly, her ass cheeks wobbling as she does so. Another pause. You can feel her heart beat, her blood pump, through her pussy’s tight embrace of your cock, feel her pleasure and her excitement. But you want more. You slap her ass. She whelps and opens her eyes to look at you.

“Are you going to sit there all day? Maybe I should find someone else?” you tease her.

A smirk crossing her face, to show she’s not taking your threat seriously.

“You’ve no idea how long I’ve been wanting this,” she replies.

“Since this morning, when I last fucked you.”

“All week. Every time you take one of the girls into the back office. I just wanted it to be me. It’s **** hearing their pleasure. When I knew I had to wait for tonight. Belka was so loud. It reminded me of our first time. You, me, Anna. I was so jealous.”

“You want me to call Anna?”

“No, you’re all mine tonight. I took all the super-orgasms that night. I’m taking all the orgasms tonight.”

And at last, she starts to twerk on your cock. Her motions slow and slight. Her ass twisting. Your dick moving inside her as she rotates around it. As your pleasure mounts, her actions grow wilder and more energetic. Slight movements become more pronounced. Soon she’s rising up and down your shaft, frantically plunging it in and out. You just lie there watching her perfect ass wobble. Until she can handle it no longer and the muscles of her pussy ripple through another orgasm. You feel it clench and release your shaft, and it takes your self-control not to release your first load inside her. No, not yet. You hold on as she stutters to a halt.

You listen to her pant. When the last of her orgasm has faded, and her breathing is just deep, you slap her ass again to get attention.

“Are you finished?” you ask when she turns to look at you.

Her response is a smile. Then she slowly spins on your cock, almost kicking you as she moves from reverse cowgirl to cowgirl. Now you’re staring at her face, eyes distracted by her magnificent breasts, a sheen of her drying spittle accentuating the valley between them. She drops down so her breasts are pressed against your chest, and her face is centimetres above yours. You can’t help yourself. You lean up and kiss her, and she returns the kiss with the passion you knew she would. And as you kiss, she moves her hips again.

You’re tempted to roll her over and increase the speed. But you know Lucy. Soon enough you’ll be relentlessly pounding her pussy, but she likes to start in control. Yes, she’ll lose. All your lovers lose it in the end. The pleasure will be too much. But not yet. You let her take her slow-motion screw and enjoy every moment of it.

She pulls away, arching her back, sitting up straight on top of you. You take the opportunity to grasp her wonderful, large breasts, to feel their weight and their softness, to tweak her hard nipples. You could lose yourself in those breasts. You could bury your head in the valley between them and live suckling on the pale flesh. You could smother yourself with them and die a happy man.

Lucy uses your grasp on her breasts as a pivot to increase her pace on your cock. She’s sliding up and down it, rotating her ass, leaning so your shaft slides in just the way she wants it. Her green eyes are fixed on yours. She tries to bite back her moans of pleasure. She fails. Her mouth opens and she howls joy into the room. Soon her howls are joined by her third orgasm of the night. You can hold on only so long. She’s coming down from that pleasure when you release your first load. Thus, setting off her first super-orgasm. Her response is louder screams and howls, and a collapse of her body, such that she slumps onto you. Feeling her entire weight on your arms, you lower her until she lies on top of you. You hug her as she spasms, and as you continue to pump your sperm into her snatch.

After you’ve finished you turn her head so she’s looking at you with pleasure hazed eyes.

“You feeling better now?”

She nods and you can’t help but kiss her in response.