Disclaimer: This did not happen. Fantasy is legal.
Codes: MF, Oral, Titwank
Teenage Dream
Ryan was sitting on his new, fluffy couch, sipping on a cold beer and watching the news when he heard a knock on the door. He set down his beer and walked over to answer it. When he opened the door, he found himself face to face with an absolutely gorgeous looking brunette. She was carrying a large, expensive-looking bottle of wine, which she held out to him with a warm smile.
"Hello! I'm your neighbour, Lucy. I just wanted to stop by and welcome you to the building. Here, I brought this for you."
He took the wine from her, feeling a little flustered.
"Oh, uh, thank you, Lucy. I appreciate it. Come in, come in. I'm Ryan, by the way." He said, offering her his hand.
"Nice to meet you, Ryan." she stepped into his apartment
"Please, make yourself comfortable." He offered, gesturing around the room. Lucy glanced around, admiring the modern decor and the large windows that overlooked the skyline.
"I'm afraid it's a bit of a mess." he added. "Still lots to unpack before I start the new job on Monday."
"Oh, don't worry about it. It's not like I'm going to be poking around in your stuff." Lucy laughed, taking a seat on the couch beside him. "Besides, I'm here if you need any help. My flatmate has gone away for a few days, so if you don need help, you'd be keeping me busy!"
Ryan smiled, feeling more relaxed. He poured them both a glass of wine, and they continued to chat about their lives, their jobs, and their hobbies. The conversation flowed effortlessly, and they seemed to find that they had a lot in common.
As they talked, Lucy leaned in closer to him, her legs brushing against his. He could smell her perfume, and it made him feel light-headed. He couldn't help but notice the way her large breasts moved beneath her top whenever she laughed. Truth be told, he'd had a huge crush on her when he was younger. He'd bought every Lad's Mag she was in, and like most guys of his age, had marvelled at her buxom beauty.
"So, Ryan," Lucy said, sipping her wine, "What do you do for a living?"
"I'm a marketing executive," he replied. "I'm actually starting a new job for a software company on Monday."
"Oh, that's interesting." Lucy took another sip of her wine. "What sort of marketing?"
Ryan paused for a moment, unsure of how much to reveal about his job. "Well, I've worked in a few different areas," he said carefully. "Mostly in consumer goods and services. But I'm really looking forward to this new opportunity. It's a bit of a change of pace, and I think it'll be a great challenge."
"That's exciting!" Lucy said, sounding genuinely interested. "Well, let's celebrate that!.
She held her glass out, and he clinked it with her.
"To new beginnings," they both said, and drank. The wine was smooth and delicious, and he felt it warm his belly.
Before long, they had opened another bottle of wine, and their conversation turned a little flirty, and just a little risque.
"You know, Ryan," Lucy said, looking into his eyes, "You're going to love it here in London. There is so much to do. And if you are single, there are lots of places to mingle."
She leaned closer, her breasts brushing against his arm. Ryan felt his heart race. He wanted nothing more than to kiss her right then and there.
"Well I am single, Lucy. So that is very good news." he grinned.
She smiled back, her lips curving into a seductive pout. "Good. Then maybe I could show you around a bit, help you feel at home. There are some great clubs and bars around here. Trust me, I know all the good ones! And the not so good ones too. And who knows? Maybe I could introduce you to some eligible young ladies."
"What about you, Lucy?" he asked, cocking an eyebrow. "What lucky young man has your number?"
She giggled, leaning back against the couch. "Well, I'm not seeing anyone right now. I've been a bit busy with work, and travelling with friends too."
"Can I tell you something?" he asked her, as he took another sip of wine.
She leaned in closer, her hazel eyes sparkling with interest. "Of course, Ryan. You can tell me anything."
"I had a huge crush on you when I was younger." he smiled.
She giggled. "Really?"
"Oh yeah. Every boy in school did. We'd often look through the Lads Mags during lunch break. I thought you were the hottest woman alive." he grinned.
"Oh, really? That's so sweet. But that was a long time ago." Lucy giggled, taking a sip of wine, blushing slightly.
He grinned. "Well, having met you, I'm happy to report that my feelings haven't changed. I still think you're the hottest woman around."
Lucy smiled back, her eyes sparkling with flirtation. "Well, thank you. But you can't say that just because you're drunk."
"No, I mean it! You are...even better looking in person." he blurted out.
Lucy laughed, her head thrown back. "Oh, you're such a charmer, Ryan. But you're making me feel all...flustered."
He leaned in closer, their bodies barely touching. "I could remedy that," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear.
Lucy shivered, her heart racing. "You could?" she asked, her voice barely audible.
Ryan leaned in closer, his breath warm against her neck. "I could," he murmured, his hand moving up her thigh. She gasped, arching into his touch. He leaned in and kissed her, his lips brushing against hers.
Their kiss deepened, and he could feel her respond, her tongue dancing with his. Her hands were in his hair, pulling him closer still. He could feel her breasts pressing against his chest, and he deepened their kiss. He shifted on the couch, pressing himself against her, his hardness pressing against her softness. As they kissed, he started to unbutton her blouse, fumbling with the buttons, but eventually opening them one by one.
Her breasts were spilled out of her nylon bra, and he fondled them through the fabric. She slid her hands under his t-shirt, rubbing them up and down his chest.
Ryan broke the kiss for a moment, his lips brushing against her ear. "Lucy," he whispered, "I've wanted to do this for so long." He reached around her, unclasping her bra, letting her breasts spill free. They were incredible, even bigger than he remembered from the Lads Mags.
He kissed her again, more roughly this time, his tongue jousting with hers as he massaged her large nipples. She arched her back, moaning into his mouth. Her hands were everywhere, touching him, pulling at his clothes. He leaned down and started sucking on her nipples, taking them in his mouth, nipping and licking them, as she held his head and moaned his name.
"Oh Ryan...." she moaned.
He moved his hands lower, unbuttoning her jeans and sliding them off of her, hooking his thumbs into her panties and sliding them down her legs. She was bare before him, and he gazed at her, taking in the sight of her pussy. He leaned forward, kissing her again, his tongue dancing with hers. His fingers found her wetness, and he pushed two into her, feeling her tightness.
Lucy gasped, arching her back. "Oh God," she moaned. She grasped his head, and held it to her chest, as he kissed and sucked on her nipples, thrusting his fingers into her.
Ryan moved lower still, kissing and licking her stomach, her hips, the insides of her thighs. He spread her legs wider, bending down between them. He pressed a kiss to her folds, breathing in her scent as he parted her lips with his fingers. He could feel her slickness, and he started licking her clit, combining it with his fingering.
Her hands were in his hair, holding him to her. He sucked on her clit, flicking it with his tongue as he thrust his fingers inside her. She cried out, her body tensing as she came, her hips shuddering against his face. He continued to lick and finger her, bringing her down from her peak, only to bring her back up again. She sobbed as he made her come again, his fingers and tongue turning her to jelly.
Ryan moved up her body, kissing her lips, her neck, her breasts. He felt her hands on his crotch, as she clumsily started to unbuckle his belt. He stood up, unfastening it as she squeezed his crotch.
"Sit down, before you fall!" Lucy giggled, watching him stumble around trying to take his jeans off.
He did, and she slid off the couch and in between his legs, helping him pull off his jeans. She ran her hands over his thighs and slid off his boxers. His erect cock sprang forth, and Lucy took it in her hand stroking it slowly, looking up at him.
"Oh, you're so big, Ryan," she whispered, leaning forward and kissing the tip. He groaned, his hips jerking up towards her. She licked around the head, tasting him, before taking him into her mouth. She started to suck, her lips moving up and down on his shaft as she bobbed her head.
Ryan reached down, groping her breasts, and gently guiding her. Her eyes were closed, and she was focused entirely on him, her tongue swirling around, her lips making a tight seal. She moaned around him, and all he could do was groan in pleasure. He sat back, watching her as she continued to suck and stroke him.
"Oh, that's incredible, Lucy." he gasped.
Lucy moaned around his cock, her cheeks hollowing out as she took more of him into her mouth. She slid her hand down, her fingers finding her own wetness. She slipped two fingers into herself, feeling the heat of her body around them. She started to move her hand, fucking herself as she continued to suck on him. Her other hand came up, cupping his balls, squeezing them gently.
Ryan closed his eyes, feeling the sensations building inside him. He gripped her hair, holding her to him, as she took him deeper, her throat working around him. He could feel the warmth of her mouth, the wetness, and it was driving him crazy. He thrust into her mouth, her hands keeping him from losing control.
"Oh, Lucy. I've always wanted to..." he groaned, unable to finish his thoughts, as he tongue teased him.
Lucy paused, looking up at him. Her eyes were dark and filled with desire. "What? You've always wanted what, Ryan?"
"A titwank." he blurted out, causing her to giggle.
She drooled on his cock, and jerked it, spreading her saliva over his length,
"Well, you're in luck then. Because I love giving them." she grinned, guiding his tool between her breasts.
Her breasts were so big, he couldn't even see is cock, as she gripped them, sliding them up and down the length of it. He lay back and groaned, looking down at her as she fucked his cock with her tits, squeezing them together until he felt like he was fucking a pussy.
"Oh God, Lucy," he moaned. "That feels so good."
Her breasts were warm and soft against his cock, and she moved them up and down, her nipples brushing against the sensitive skin of his shaft.
"Oh fuck, that's perfect," he groaned, his hips lifting off the couch, trying to get deeper. She smiled up at him, her eyes half-closed, and kept moving, her breasts sliding up and down quicker and quicker. The friction was almost unbearable, and he could feel himself moving closer to orgasm.
"Tell me when you're going to come, babe." she moaned.
"I'm close..." he managed to get out between gasping breaths. Her breasts felt incredible, and the friction was almost too much. He could feel the heat building inside him, and knew he was close.
She pumped his cock with her tits, and looked up at him.
"You gonna' come for me?" she teased.
Ryan's hips bucked wildly, and he groaned, feeling the release begin. "Fuck, yes! Now!"
Lucy took his cock back into her mouth and sucked him as hard as she could.
Ryan's hips bucked, and he groaned loudly, spurting his seed down her throat as she worked her magic. His cock throbbed in her mouth, and she could feel the hot liquid filling her mouth. She swallowed, feeling his warmth and taste disappear as she swallowed him down.
He collapsed back on the couch, panting heavily, his eyes closed. "Fuck, Lucy, that was amazing."
She took a drink of wine, and scooted beside him, cuddling up to him, and planting a kiss on his lips.
"Let's go to bed." she whispered in his ear.
He nodded, leading her to the bedroom. She snuggled up against him, their bodies pressing together. The warmth of her skin sent a shiver down his spine. She wrapped her arms around him, and he felt her breath on his neck.
"I love being this close to you," she whispered. "It's been too long since I've been..."
She trailed off, lost in her thoughts.
He didn't say anything, just held her close, feeling the warmth of her body against his. He could feel her breath on his neck, and the softness of her skin beneath his fingers. He felt her hand stroke his lower belly, and he shivered a little, feeling his cock stir.
She moved her hand lower, and he could feel her fingertips brushing against the hairs at the base of his cock. He sucked in a breath, and she moved her hand further, her fingers wrapping around his balls. She squeezed gently, and he groaned, arching his back into her touch. He turned his head and kissed her, cupping one of her breasts in his hands.
Her nipple was hard and peaked against his palm, and she moaned into his mouth. He could feel her fingers move up and down, stroking him, and he knew what he wanted next. She whispered into his ear.
"Fuck me." she moaned.
He rolled on top of her, their bodies pressing together, his cock hard and throbbing against her. She reached down, guiding him inside her. He groaned, as he slid inside her tight pussy, his cock alive with pleasure.
Her hands gripped his arms, as he began to thrust, his hips moving in a steady rhythm. She hips danced with his, meeting each of his thrusts, her body responding to him. Their lovemaking was passionate and intense, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. He kissed her deeply, his tongue dancing with hers, as their hips moved in unison. The air was thick with the sounds of their lovemaking, the slapping of their skin, the moans and gasps that escaped their lips.
He moved one of his hands to her breast, massaging her nipple, and she moaned, her hips jerking against him. He felt her tightness begin to give way, and with a final thrust, he felt her body convulse around him, her orgasm washing over them both. He held her close, his cock still buried deep inside her, as she shuddered around him. He continued to thrust into her, more urgently now as he wanted his own release.
He felt himself close to the edge, the pleasure building inside him, and with one final thrust, he groaned her name as he emptied himself into her. She felt his cock twitching inside her, his cum filling her, and she gasped.
He collapsed on top of her, their sweaty bodies sticking together. He kissed her again, his tongue tracing her lips. She wrapped her arms around him, holding him close.
They didn't say anything as they cuddled together, drifting to sleep.
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