Old Habits (Lucy Pinder)

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This story is not real. It's just fiction. Don't read if you're easily offended.

Celeb - Lucy Pinder
Codes - MF, Ex-Girlfriend, Oral, Titty Fuck



Lucy Pinder stepped off the bus, a brisk wind whipping through her long, dark hair. She adjusted the strap of her oversized handbag on her shoulder, clutching it tightly against her ample chest. Today was payday, and she had a feeling that things were about to get interesting once she arrived back at her flat. With a sigh, she rounded the corner and approached her modest two-story apartment. The summer wind blew, making her more uncomfortable with the heat, so she had no time to waste getting in and finding comfort.

Inside her flat, the familiar scent of burnt toast wafted through the air, making her nose wrinkle in distaste. Her roommate, Chris, was sitting on the couch, eyes glued to the television, completely oblivious to the mess he'd created in the kitchen hours earlier.

She took a deep breath, annoyed at his laziness. Lucy and Chris had an awkward relationship. They dated years ago when she was out of work, but now the tables were turned. They broke up a long time ago, but she let him stay with her when he needed a place. She knew it wasn't easy for him, being out of work and all, but she'd taken him in under the understanding that he'd help out around the house. He'd promised to do his share of the chores and cook while she brought home the money, so to speak.

But here he was, lounging on the couch, watching TV like a mindless drone. It was the last straw. As she walked into the living room, her gaze took in the mess he'd left in the kitchen. Dirty dishes were still in the sink from the past few days. She pursed her lips in disgust. "Chris," she said, her voice cold and stern, "What in the bloody hell have you been doing all day?"

Chris finally got up from the couch. "Oh, hey Lucy," he said as he met her in the kitchen. "I've just been relaxing, you know? I've been meaning to clean up, but haven't felt like it." He offered her a weak smile, trying to look apologetic.

Lucy rolled her eyes. "Well, it shows," she said, gesturing to the mess around him. "I'm going to need you to get your act together. You promised you'd help out around here, remember?"

Chris sighed, somewhat annoyed by her bitchiness. He had it coming, but sometimes Lucy could be an uppity bitch and that was just the simple truth. "Yeah, I know. I've just been... distracted." He glanced down at her huge chest.

Lucy's eyes narrowed, understanding the direction his gaze was taking. She knew exactly what he was thinking, and she was furious. "What do you mean, distracted?" she demanded. "By my tits? Is that it?"

Chris's cheeks flushed red and he laughed. "What do you expect me to say? Your tits are awesome," he said, trying to lighten the mood. "But no, that's not it. It's just..." He hesitated, searching for the right words. "I've been feeling... down, you know? I can't seem to shake this funk I'm in."

Lucy crossed her arms, unconvinced. "Well, you need to snap out of it," she said sternly. "It would be nice to come home after a hard day's work to a cleaned kitchen. That's supposed to be your job."

Chris took a step closer to her, his voice low. "You used to be better at convincing me of things," he told her while wrapping an arm around her to pull her closer. "We used to hold each other so tight. I miss those days, don't you?"

"We're just friends now, remember?" She told him, trying to fight the urge she had to forgive him and move on. Lucy felt if she did so, her clothes would end up on the floor and she would be fucking him right here, right now. Just like old times when they were still a couple.

"I know," he said, nodding. "But I miss it. I miss you and your big tits" He leaned in closer. "Look, if we do it, I'll clean this place up spotless tonight. I'm fucking horny right now and I want you, Lucy. Let's forget about all this, forget about just being room mates and fuck each other's brains out."

Lucy felt her heart skip a beat at the mention of his wanting her tits. She knew she shouldn't, but she couldn't resist the temptation. There used to be a time when she couldn't go a week without tittyfucking. These days, it was rare for her to have sex. Her one chance was with Chris, regardless that he was her ex-boyfriend. "I was in a good mood until I walked in. My photoshoot went well, but I didn't get my tits out."

Chris laughed, "Oh yeah? I bet they're begging to come out right now, aren't they?" She giggled at him.

"You know what, Chris? I'll let you help me with that," she teased, grinning. It was a silent invitation, one he found hard to resist. "I know how much you love my boobs. If this motivates you to clean this place up, fine." Lucy pulled off her shirt, revealing her giant F-cup tits in a plus-size black bra. She took off her Vans shoes, slipping off her jeans and stood there in just her bra and panties. Chris tore off his shirt and took off his shorts and underwear, getting naked fast.

Lucy cupped his face, leaning in and kissing him tenderly. He kissed her back while fondling her tits in the bra. She moaned into his mouth as he pulled the bra off, freeing her breasts as they spilled out and into his waiting hands. Their lips broke apart as Chris squeezed her tits.

"I've missed these so much," he breathed, kissing and nipping at her soft, pale skin. He kneaded her breasts roughly, making her gasp and moan at his touch. "I can't wait to taste those nipples." He bent his head, taking first one, then the other into his mouth, sucking hard as his hands continued to grope and squeeze. Chris shoved his face between her boobs and started motorboating them, slobbering profusely as Lucy's pussy became wetter with everything he was doing to her. She pulled him away and knew just what to do next by falling to her knees and grabbing his cock.

"You know what to do. Suck it." He commanded.

Lucy wrapped her lips around the head of his cock and started sucking. She looked up at him as she tasted a cock she had not had in years. Flashbacks and other dirty memories came back to both of them with old familiar feelings. She went slow, taking him into the back of her throat. The first round of deepthroating was just to prove that she could still do it. She sucked and slurped as she bobbed her head up and down. She glanced up at him as she did this, watching his expression closely. "I remember the last time you sucked my dick like it was yesterday," Chris told her.

Lucy pulled his cock from her mouth with a pop, spitting on it. "Mmmmmmm, me too." She parted her lips and smacked the head against her tongue a few times before resuming the blowjob.

As she continued to suck and stroke, her other hand moved down to his balls. She started to massage them gently at first, and then squeezed them with more force. "Fucking hell," he groaned, and she could feel his cock twitching in her mouth. "I'm getting close..." Lucy didn't want him to cum in her mouth, not yet. She wanted to feel his cock inside her and between her tits. She pulled away slowly, licking his cock one last time before standing up and positioning herself over the kitchen counter. Bent over, legs spread, Lucy was ready to be fucked.

Chris moved behind her, his hands gripping her hips as he lined himself up. "I never forgot all the times we fucked, Lucy. I'm gonna give it to you good." He slammed into her cunt hard, making her cry out in pleasure as his cock filled her tight hole. "Ohhhhhh yeah," he moaned at the familiar feeling of being inside her. "So fucking tight," he began thrusting. His body slammed into hers as his cock pumped into that tight cunt.

Lucy threw her head back as he fucked her hard. Her titties bounced around until he grabbed them. Chris groaned as he started thrusting harder and faster. "Fuck me, Chris! Ohhhhh, yeah! FUCK ME!!!"

"Yeah, Lucy! I haven't heard you scream like that in years!" He squeezed her breasts harder, moving his hands to pinch her nipples. She squealed as he began pulling them, all while still slamming his cock in and out of her pussy. "FUCK!!!!" Lucy screamed.

She could feel him hitting deep with each thrust, making her come closer and closer to orgasm. "Oh God, Chris, I'M GONNA FUCKING CUM!!!!!" she cried out. He increased his pace, his hips slamming against her ass as he fucked her harder, faster. Lucy's eyes opened wide, gasping for breath as her orgasm hit her.

"OHHHHHHH, GODDDDDD, FUCKKKKKKK!!!!" Lucy was screaming loudly as she came. Chris pulled out and slapped her bum  as she tried to catch her breath. It was a hard orgasm, drenching her thighs with her juices. Lucy caught her breath, turned around and fell to her knees. She held her giant boobs in her hands as she moved closer to him.

"Come on! I know this is what you really want!" She pulled her tits apart, offering him to shove his dick between them and give those massive mammaries the proper fucking they needed. She wanted this as much as he did. Lucy moaned feeling his cock in her cleavage. She pressed them together and Chris began to thrust.

Lucy moaned. His cock felt so good buried in her cleavage. He fucked her tits like most men, taking his time and then thrusting faster to get going. Chris couldn't look at her face. He watched his dick disappear and poke back up with each full thrust. This is what Lucy was made for. He knew it and so did she. Those tits were made for fucking and Chris was giving them what they needed. He continued to pump his cock up and down between her boobs.

"I'm gonna cum! Cum all over these fucking titties!" Chris didn't pull out. He kept thrusting his dick as he came, shooting out his cum that went flying out from her cleavage like silly string and landing on her boobs. His cum shot up her neck, coating her skin. Chris just kept thrusting between those tits, not stopping as spurt after spurt of his cum went out and covered her neck and chin. After all the time that went by, he just had to fuck those tits and couldn't stop himself. His balls were drained from her boobs alone.

Lucy sighed, enjoying the feel of Chris's cum all over her. She let go of her tits to watch his limp cock flop out. Chris was still moaning as she smeared it around with her fingers, rubbing it into her skin. "Mmmmmmmm, I didn't realize just how badly I needed this."

"We still fuck like we used to," He smiled. She just laughed. "Yeah! Now I hope this means you're gonna move your arse and actually clean this place up next time I'm at work."