Strip (Main Story)

He reached down and grabbed the bottom of his shirt, then pulled it up and over his head. Doing so revealed his bare chest, which Lucy stared at intensely.

Chris wasn't overweight, but he wasn't exactly buff either. His stomach was pretty flat, with the only way to show anything close to an ab being to breath in. But it appeared to be enough for Lucy, who licked her lips before getting down off the counter. "Not bad," she placed her hand on his chest before trailing it down to is stomach and then landing on his belt. "You'd look amazing with a little exercise."

"I'd rather not look like one of those raging steroid fuelled meatheads."

"You don't have to be. But a little extra muscle never hurts. Imagine all the jars you could open. That's sure to get the girls flocking to you." The two shared a laugh before Lucy pulled on his belt, the two moving closer to one another and kissing once again.

This time, it was Lucy who began to position the two as she pulled Chris around until he had his back to the counter. She then pulled away and kissed his neck, Chris putting his head back as she started tapping her lips onto his skin. She kissed from under one ear, down to his adam's apple and then up to the other ear. After that, she began to kiss his chest and trailed lower and lower, Chris letting out moans at the sensations.

Finally, Lucy knelt down and after kissing his bellybutton, she focused on his belt. "Why don't we see what we've got here?"

"Alright," Chris nodded, "but don't expect anything special." He was lying, of course, but he knew Lucy was expecting him to come off as inexperienced.

"I'm sure it'll be fine," Lucy assured him before undoing his belt and pulling his pants down. She then reached up to his boxers and grabbed the band before pulling them down, Chris treated to an almost perfect reenactment of when Cynthia had first seen his dick. "What?" She asked when she saw its girth, then noticed there was still more hidden by the boxers. "That's...not possible." The cock finally sprung free of his pants and Lucy had to pull back to prevent getting hit in the eye.

"What's wrong?" He asked as she stared at it, looking like a deer in the headlights. "You must have seen one before."

"Not like this," she told him before reaching out to grip the ridged cock. "How...how big is it?"

"I don't know," he lied again. "It doesn't seem as big as the guys I've seen in porn."

"There's a reason those guys work in porn," Lucy told him. "Forget muscles," she began to stroke him. This made him moan while throwing his head back, "this is all you need to get any girl you want. If they knew about this bad boy, you'd be fighting them off with a stick."

"Well it's not like I can advertise it," he reminded her. "What do you want me to do, jump on a table in the middle of lunch and pull my pants down?" Lucy laughed, not stopping the handjob she was giving him.

"I'm sure a smart boy like you can find a way to get the word out. Maybe have Kira walk in on you after getting out of the shower. I'm sure she wouldn't be able to keep it too herself." She smiled at the possibility of her daughter staring at her brother's dick. "But enough of focusing on girls you might get in the future. Let's focus on the girl you're with right now." With that, she redoubled her efforts as she jacked him off.

Chris continued to moan in delight, closing his eyes and setting the feeling wash over him. "Yes, please down't stop."

"Wasn't planning on it," she smiled before holding the dick up to expose his balls and then sucking them into her mouth.

"OH FUCK!" He cried, amazed he hadn't just cum then and there. Lucy giggled through her full mouth, using her tongue to lick his balls as she sucked and kissed then. Chris continued to grip the counter as his breath got more and more staggered, until he finally felt Lucy release him. "Why'd you stop?" He looked down, only to see her holding her tits.

"I figured you wanted me to use these," she smiled before pushing her chest forward and wrapping her tits around his cock.

Chris once again found himself enjoying an amazing sensation, as Lucy began to massage his dick with her breasts. "Oh fuck, yes, yes, yes, yes!"

"You like that?" She asked, getting a node from him in reply. "That's good." She stared down at the dick as it popped in and out of her cleavage. "Does mommy's tits feel good?"

"Yes," he panted.

"Do you want mommy to keep going?" She asked as she slowed down, Chris looking down and locking eyes with her.

"Don't stop!"

"Oh?" She asked, once again speeding up. "So you want me to keep going like this?"

"Yes!" He gasped as his head was thrown back, "don't stop!"

"I don't know," she smiled. "It seems like an awful lot of work." She reached around, "standing with my chest out's making my back hurt." She then leaned forwards as his cock stuck out from between her breasts. "Maybe there's something...else, I can do for you." She showed what she meant by giving the tip of his dick a little kiss, Chris letting out a moan as she dropped her tits so they slipped off his dick. "What would you like me to do?"