Fucked

“You don’t want to be fingered, you want to be fucked,” you say, sliding a finger into her wet slit.

“You wouldn’t dare,” Lucy says.

“Try me,” you say, probing deeper into her with your finger, exploring her tight little snatch.

“Oh fuck, I’m stuck here, and you’re just going to use me,” she moans into your laundry.

“You got that right,” you say, withdrawing your finger and giving it a taste. This pussy is sweet, wet, and ready to receive you. “I’m going to fuck you, and you’re stuck here, helpless.”

You play into the moment, and you hear her moan and wiggling her ass more, clearly feeling the absence of your finger inside her. Luckily, you’ve got something much better and bigger for her. Glancing over your shoulder to make sure no one’s around, you drop your pants, and press your growing erection against her bare ass.

“What are you doing?” Lucy says. “You’re just going to fuck me like this in public?”

“Somebody could walk by any moment now,” you say. “All they would see is your little pert ass sticking out, and my cock halfway buried inside of you.”

Lucy moans louder into your laundry, and you take that as your signal to thrust into her. Her pussy is just as hot as you imagined it being. You plow into her with a smooth motion. In a second, your full length is buried inside her.

“Alex, what are you doing? How could you take advantage of me like this?” Lucy says. “Stop! Please, stop…”

For a brief moment, you pause, wondering if you’ve gone too far, but then you notice that although you’ve frozen, Lucy is very much rocking her hips back and forth, continuing to fuck herself on your meatstick. You stopped, but she definitely hasn’t. This girl just has some twisted fantasies, and you know what? There’s no reason you can’t help make those a reality.

“A slut like you is just asking for it,” you reply, getting back into the groove. “Sticking your bare ass out of the laundry machine? You were going to get fucked by somebody, even if it wasn’t me.”

“Oh fuck!” Lucy exclaims. “But I… I got stuck! It’s not my fault.”

You fuck her harder, watching her lower half rock back and forth across your cock. It’s an addicting sight. You could get used to this.

“Oh yes it was,” you say. “Sitting in the laundry room with no panties on, in a sheer nightie? What did you think was going to happen?”

You slap her ass, slamming your cock into her harder.

“I was out of clothing, I’m doing my laundry,” she whimpers.

“Any red-blooded guy who ran across you in the laundry room would have fucked you right there, on top of the machines,” you say. “Stuck or not, you were getting it.”

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Lucy screams.

“Are you trying to attract attention?” you laugh, slapping her ass again. “Somebody’s going to hear if you get much louder.”

“Fuck, oh fuck, I’m cumming,” Lucy says, and at that word, you feel her ass quivering, her knees bending, her whole body threatening to collapse.

You hold her up, continuing to thrust into her, noticing offhand that she wasn’t really stuck… not with the way that she’s slid halfway out of the laundry machine. Not that you really believed she was stuck.

“That’s so good, give me more,” she moans, and you do, quickening the pace yourself.

After all, the faster you go about this, the less of a chance that you’ll be caught. And as much as Lucy finds that hot, you really don’t want to have to explain the situation to anyone. Especially if they hear some of the dirty talk that’s being going on…

“That’s it, keep using me,” she moans. “I don’t care if anyone sees… just fuck me until I’m dizzy…”

You accelerate, your turgid cock using this pussy up for all that it’s worth. Your balls are boiling hot, the pressure in your loins so large that you can’t hold yourself back anymore.

“Fuck, I’m cumming,” you manage to say, right as the moment hits.

You cum deep inside Lucy, holding onto her tight, both of you braced against the laundry machine while your seed ejects into her. The two of you hold that pose as you jerk into her, leaving load after load inside her, and eventually, you disentangle from her, still feeling the high from the orgasm.

“You’re a dirty girl, you know that?” you laugh, helping her up to her feet.

“That’s why I’m doing my laundry,” she winks at you.

Lucy +20
The Count +1