Shyness doesn't become you

Robert took one look at Lucy as she entered the apartment and he had to have her now. Her body looked so hot in that new dress of hers and he knew she had on her new lingerie. She loved to tease him with it. That he would know what she was wearing all day, and not be able to touch her, drove him absolutely crazy with lust. He knew those gorgeous breasts were incased in the thinnest of black lace, just grazing her nipples, the slightest bounce as she walked allowed then to gently graze against the fabric, making them perky and sensitive. She told him once that throughout the day, she would pinch her nipples gently every once and while, just so they would remain at attention for him. He was thinking about that now as he watched her nipples peaking under her tight dress.

God, he was so lucky, she was perfect, absolutely perfect. He loved her so much, yet he held back from her, he knew. With one failed swoop he could loose her, so it was better this way. ‘Don’t get to close’ he told himself. The last thing he wanted was to end up hurt again like so many times before. He knew Lucy was different. She had the ability to permanently damage him. He knew he was very close to falling totally and completely in love with her, and he couldn’t let that happen. God, he was already changing his entire life for her, moving here, to Boston, just so he could be with her, if he gave her his heart, than that would be it. She would have the ability to crush his, to stomp all over his heart with her high heels. Those heels which now encompassed those perfect legs.

Practically drooling he watched her walk to the counter to set down her bags. He watched as she placed each foot in front of the other, staring longingly at those long, shapely legs, moving his gaze up to those thighs slightly hidden from view under the shear skirt, dreaming of what was hidden underneath. Feeling his cock hardening in his too tight pants, he quickly undid them, pulling it out.

Lucy forbade him from wearing boxers under his pants. She said they got in the way and were of no use to her. Either he wore only boxers or only pants not both. Now happy he didn’t have the extra fabric in the way, with his cock out, he walked to Lucy. He felt a light breeze against his cock as he walked, hardening it even more. Grabbing her body and pushing it flat against the counter he held her wrists down with his strong hands.

Startled, she gasped, then moaned softly as he nibbled and licked along her long neck. Pushing his cock against her ass, she felt how hard he had become from simply staring at her. He held her wrists with one hand as he grabbed her hips and slammed them hard against the wall. Biting hard along the back of her neck, he shifted her hips back harder against him, rubbing his cock against the crack of her tight butt. She moaned louder, enjoying his rough play.

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Unlike what people thought, she liked being the submissive one during sex. She liked him taking control of her body, bringing her to heights of pleasure she had never experienced before. She remembered the first time they had sex. He had tied her wrists to the bedposts and pleasured her for hours until she was coming over and over again, stringing continuous orgasms until it felt like she would pass out from the intense pleasure. Never once had he actually entered her with his cock. He just teased her body with his tongue, his fingers and his lips, making her beg for it. She absolutely loved it; she loved being brought to the point where she had to beg. She would be dripping wet, her thighs soaked with her own juices and he would wait patiently, continuously teasing her until she would beg. Only then, had he thrusted hard into her once, making her cum one last time until she passed out.

Feeling his hand running along her thigh playing with the nylon edge of her thigh highs, she quickly spread her legs for him, allowing him to continue his trail to tease the soft juncture between her leg and pussy. Slowly stoking the skin with only his fingertips he suddenly grabbed her upper thighs spreading her legs even wider.

This was getting Lucy wet. She could already feel the wetness falling against her lips making them slick with moisture. He hadn’t noticed that yet,, she knew, but she could feel his need for her, knew any minute now he would fuck her until she screamed his name.

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Now, he needed her right now. He needed to feel her softness wrapped around his cock, enveloping him into the warmth and comfort of her body. She leaned forward even more, exposing her open pussy, from under her short dress. He saw that their little rough play had her already wet. She was wearing no panties, which didn’t surprise him in the least. ‘The better to please herself during the day’ he thought, chuckling to himself. Ah, his little Lucy was something else. And, she was his alright, and no one else’s. As he slammed his cock hard into her already dripping pussy, he could hear her deep moan, encouraging him. His left hand reached up to hold her wrists tightly as his right hand came down to tease her clit. Leaving his cock deep inside her, he rubbed her clit hard as he bit and teased her sweet lips. She came all over his hard cock, contracting her pussy over and over. ‘God I love her,’ he thought, ‘why can’t I just tell her?’

As she relaxed in his arms, her head resting against the wall, he began his slow but deliberate movements inside her. Slowly he slid out of her wet pussy completely, waiting only a second, before he slowly slid back in. He continued doing this until she responded, he wanted her to feel every single movement he made inside her, wanted her to cum for him, for only him.

When her hips starting rising up to meet his thrusts, he smiled to himself. He knew what she wanted but she wasn’t going to get it, yet. Letting go of her wrists, he held onto her hips holding her still against the wall. She moaned as he plunged into her fast, and then slowly slid out again, leaving her pussy empty. As she groaned in frustration, he pushed inside of her fast again, sliding deep into her. She moaned deeply with his name on her lips.

This time he didn’t slide completely out of her before he slammed in hard again, making her cum again for him.

His hands let go of her hips to slide up along her back and in front of her body to cup her beautiful breasts. Her hands came up to meet his, helping him remove the upper part of her dress. He pinched her nipples with his fingers as he pushed himelf deep inside her, moving his cock in circles as he grinded his body against hers. Her nipples felt like tiny bullets in his fingers, hard for him. Cupping her breasts with his hands, but continuing his assault on her nipples, he slowly began to fuck her. His movements were slow, but deep. He felt every inch of her softness sliding against his hard cock. He could feel her juices on his balls, leaking from her sopping wet pussy. He groaned as he began to fuck her faster and faster.

She began to cum again, but he didn’t stop, driving into her faster and faster. Only once he heard his name being screamed from her lips in ecstasy did he give one last thrust and cum hard deep inside her.

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