I knocked timidly on the door, and waited a bit nervously shifting my weight from leg to leg. Inside I could hear someone nearing and then the latch turn.

"Lucy!" I gasped. I hadn't known what to expect when on my way here, but when I saw the warm friendly glow on her face, I smiled and said again, "Lucy..."

She looked at me questioningly and gave me an awkward smile. "Hi? Do I know you?"

"Yeah, hahah, I'm sorry... It's me, David...remember? I left you a note the other day, asking you for some inspiration with this story I'm trying to concoct about you..." Her eyes lit up instantly and she grabbed my wrist leading me into her home.

"Oh! Of course!" She closed the door behind me. "Come take a seat here, would you like anything to drink?"

"Um.. no, thanks, I think I'm good," I sat down on the armchair slowly and looked around me. A few pictures here and there, a decorative few touches... over all a great place with a bright glow that seemed to capture everything about Lucy. She sat in the couch directly across me and started pulling her hair together. I watched her do this as my eyes worked their way down the rest of her body, which was encased loosely by a man's striped dress shirt and short shorts. Her amazing legs were curled underslightly, her face lowered as she worked on her hair. Pulling her head back up, her eyes met mine.

"I'm sorry you had to catch me like this, I completely forgot you said you were stopping by. I would've at least worn something a little bit more fun," She laughed and I just smiled back.

"No, you look great, I love this comfortable natural look."

"Thanks... well, do you have any idea where you want to start with this?"

"Well," I said leaning back a little in my seat, "I was thinking it would be a boy-girl scene, nothing exactly extravagant or extreme.. just fun..."

She got up and promptly moved towards me, putting each leg on either side of my lap she sat facing me.

"How about it starts with me unbuttoning your shirt.. and you feeling the heat of my hot cunt against you?" she said, and did exactly as, rubbing herself against me through her shorts and my pants. I was taken back by her aggressiveness and said nothing, my mouth opened in a small, shocked, "o".

She grabbed my face and kissed me fiercely, her tongue exploring my mouth as though this was nothing new. I felt myself hardening instantly and she continued grinding her body to my rising cock. Her hands worked their way down quickly and she removed my shirt without breaking the kiss. She threw the shirt without looking across the room. Breathing in she whispered, "you like what you're going to be writing so far?" All I could do was nod in agreement.

She stripped out of her shirt and her delicious chest free as she had no been wearing a bra. I quickly dove my mouth to her beautiful orbs and began licking her nipple, massaging the other with my fingers. She gave a small moan, her own hands busy undoing my belt and pants and releasing my throbbing manhood. She proceeded to move her hands across expertly and I could barely think. I tried desperately to return the favor i was feeling moving my free hand to her clit.

"Oh God," she cried, " I need to feel you right now." With that she pressed the lever on the armchair and it promptly reclined. Grabbing a cushion from my left she pushed it under me, and with my hips raised up a bit, she shoved her shorts to the side and lowered herself onto my cock.

I groaned as I felt her tight wet pussy engulf me. With her hands on either side of my head she began to ride me with ease. Her hair had come undone through the entire ordeal and her beautiful tresses hung free, framing her face. I stared in complete awe. She kissed me as she rode harder, grinding her clit against the base of my cock and just moving freely. I could feel myself on the brink and tried to keep my mind on something else. But her breasts bounced with her movement and the sight of them was the last straw. I moaned loudly and felt myself releasing inside her as she screamed with pleasure. Her cunt tightened and gripped my cock harder, milking me off my juices, which proceeded to drip out of her slowly.

When we finally stopped moving, she looked at me breathlessly and smiled. Pulling herself off, she gave a quick peck on my lips before lowering herself to her knees in front of me. Taking my semi-hardened cock she sucked it clean of our juices, all the while looking straight into my eyes.

"Mmm.. we taste good together," she said, licking her lips. I just stared in amazement.

"how's that for your story?"
FOR LUCY # 5
By JLV
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