This is a fictional story I wrote. It is not real, but I wish it was. Don't copy my story to put on another site. It's not real, blah blah blah, you know the deal.
I love writing about all the times I fuck Lucy Pinder. She just might have the best titties ever, at least the best from Britain. I've fucked her a bunch of times. Here's the
first time, the
second, the
third and the
fourth. This makes the fifth!
Work was the only thing going for me lately in Los Angeles. I had plans of moving around, but right now it was good to sit back and enjoy life while things were going easy. That wasn't always the case for me, but it was right now.
When I left the office, I had something wonderful waiting for me back at my apartment. My British girlfriend Lucy Pinder came back to the country, bringing those giant tits with her. Lucy and I had been together for a while now. She had to leave to go back home to England for some family related stuff. I had a window of opportunity to go see someone else, but chose not to.
Lucy proved to be a good girlfriend. She was lazy as hell and I could clearly see why her modeling career completely fizzled out. A woman like her was used to easy living and not having to do anything. This made her proper trophy wife material, if only I was the type to marry a woman.
The main thing Lucy was good at was sex. That's all that mattered to me anyway. I wasn't in love with her. I kept her close for those tits and let me tell you, I really enjoy tittyfucking Lucy Pinder more than most women I've been with in my life.
I could get home after a rough day at the office and Lucy would be ready to let me take my frustrations out by fucking her. She'd get on her knees and suck me off, or let me fuck her tits until I was satisfied. Other times I would slam her ass just to hear her squeal in that cute accent of her. She could sound prissy and pouty, but she was a submissive whore at the end of the day and that's all that mattered.
I got home like any other day. Got in, took my shoes off and let out a sigh. I walked to the bedroom where I found Lucy on the bed. She was laying on her chest, feet propped up and reading a book.
"What's got you in such a tizzy?" Lucy looked up from her book, a guilty smile playing on her lips. She was up to something. The look on her face told me that.
"Just had a long day sitting at the desk," I replied, watching as she sat up. She was wearing a black blouse that made her gigantic tits almost come spilling out.
"Are your legs hurting?" She asked while closing the book and setting it aside on a table near by. I shook my head, "no, thankfully not. My back is a little stiff though." Lucy stood up, pressing her breasts against my chest as she threw her arms around my neck and leaned in to kiss my lips.
I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her closer. Our kiss grew deeper, more urgent as I felt my cock start to swell up in the front of my pants. After she pulled away from me, I looked at her, then down at her cleavage. I reached for one of her boobs and groped her, grinning, "going to make yourself useful for me, Lucy?"
"Of course my dear, James," she replied, grinning at me. "How would you want me?"
"I want you to be my whore tonight. Can you handle that, Lucy? Are you my whore?"
Her cheeks turned a shade of pink and she tried not to smile, but she nodded eagerly. "Yes, James. I'm your whore."
I looked at her, seeing the submission in her eyes. Lucy was easy to play like this and that made it all the better. I stepped closer, running my hand behind her and then spanking her ass, "start stripping."
With a subtle cry excitement, Lucy turned around and began to strip her clothes off. The blouse she was wearing went first and then her bra and panties hit the floor. She had been waiting for this all day, I knew it. She looked so eager to get fucked. I sat on the bed, watching her tits jiggle around with each move and my cock grew harder watching her. When she faced me, I took off my shirt and then guided her down to her knees. I stood up while she moved her hands to the front of my pants, eager to watch her pull them down and get my cock out.
Lucy unbuttoned and unzipped my pants, carefully sliding them down with my underwear. When my cock flopped out, I grabbed it and waited for her to push my pants all the way down. I then grabbed her by the hair with my other hand, watching her look up at me as I held her head in place. I slapped my cock against her left cheek, listening to her pout as my my dick thumped across her beautiful face. I stopped and let go of my dick and her hair, giving her time to grab it. Lucy knew just what to do. She took my dick into her hand and began stroking it while I looked down at her, like I was gazing down at my loyal slutty servant prepared to serve me.
"Start sucking," I ordered. Lucy began by kissing the head of my dick. She slid it into her mouth, moving her hand to the base. Closing her eyes, she began to slowly suck, bobbing her head up and down a few times. Lucy sucked cock in a way like she was making love to it with her mouth. It was how she worshiped my cock and I truly loved her for it.
After taking it from her lips, she licked the left side, sliding her tongue up and down. Then she lowered her mouth to suck on my balls. I welcomed that wonderful feeling, patting her on the head so she would know she was doing good. When her lips returned to my cock, Lucy kissed it and slid it back into her mouth. Her big brown eyes gazed up at me. She made great eye contact while bobbing her head up and down, worshiping my cock with her mouth.
I didn't have to say anything for her to know she was doing well. The occasional moan I made had to tell her she was doing her job. Lucy had real sensual skills when it came to sucking dick. She didn't gag, she didn't choke, she didn't even slow down unless I took control. She was a natural born cocksucker, and that was one thing that she didn't need to be told to do. Her mouth was made for sucking dick, whether any man told her that or not. It was the truth.
When she pulled it from her lips again, a few drool strings dangled. Lucy looked up at me, obediently waiting for her next command. I could've told her to go back down and keep sucking it, but that would be a waste. She knew where I wanted my cock next, she was just waiting for the order.
"Hold your tits up, babe."
Her eyes widened and she moaned as she eagerly did as told. Lucy pushed her breasts up and pulled them apart, creating the perfect cushion for my cock to slip between. I guided my dick between them, watching as she gazed down at it. Lucy looked at my cock and then spit on the head before closing her tits around it tightly. The heavenly feeling of having your dick between Lucy Pinder's boobs was otherworldly. Take it from me, I've fucked a lot of racks over the years, but hers was easily the best in the business of big tits.
She looked up at me as I began to slowly thrust, "I love it when you fuck my tits, James."
"And I love seeing you smile when I'm doing it," I said, pumping my dick between her perfect breasts. Watching my cock disappear and poke up between her breasts was one of the best things I had ever seen. I had so many memories of looking at her in lads mags back in the day, now living out that fantasy. I never thought a day would come that I'd have Lucy Pinder as my own personal whore, but here she was, eager to use her tits to serve me.
As she moaned, I picked up the pace, pumping even faster and harder. Lucy kept her eyes on my face, making several whimpers and soft moans that told me she was enjoying having my cock thrusting between her boobs. It was what she was built for. She knew it, she even once joked to me about men telling her that back in the day at the offices of the magazines she shot for. As I slowed down, she finally looked away from my face to glance down. As my cock stuck up, she licked it.
I made one more thrust to watch her lick it, and then I stopped completely. I pulled my cock out from between her tits. She kept them pressed together and I could see her nipples under her thumbs. I pushed the head of my dick into her right nipple, feeling the hardness. I then pulled it back and smacked it against her boob, listening to her moan. Lucy bit her lower lip, pouting as she looked up at me, ready to beg.
"Are you going to cum for me now, James?"
I shook my head, "No. I haven't fucked your pussy yet."
Lucy grinned, "you can do that after you cum all over me." And just like that, she made me want to fuck her tits again. I pushed my cock back where it belonged, right back between her tits. Lucy swallowed and looked up at me, keeping her breasts held together as I began fucking them again.
"Ohhhh, yes! Ohhhhhh! Fuck my tits!" She was loving it from the way she moaned and she knew that she had me all worked up. For once, I decided I wasn't going to pull out. I was going to fuck those tits until my dick exploded and give her a big, sticky pearl necklace. She earned it this time for being such a good slut.
"Fuck! FUCK!! YESSSSS!!!" I was screaming and panting as I thrust harder and faster. I was so close to exploding and then I just let go, "FUCKKKKKK!!!
Ropes of cum went shooting out of my dick and splattered on her chin and the area above her chest. I was still thrusting while cumming. Lucy raised her head, smiling wide as she accepted the gooey, sticky cum of a pearl necklace. After I was done, I took a deep breath and pulled my cock from her boobs. I held the head to her lips and she kissed it, then took it into her mouth to suck out the last drops. I watched her throat muscles move as she swallowed it, then Lucy looked down at the big mess on her chest and smiled wide.
"Oh, dear! So much bloody cum!" I laughed at her slang in her sexy English accent.
"Does it taste good?"
"Mmmmmhhhhhmmmm, I love swallowing your spunk," she said in a prissy way.
"That's cause you're such a good fucking whore. Now clean yourself up so we can do some real fucking on the bed."
Her eyes widened, "But James..."
"But nothing," I cut her off, "you're going to clean up this mess," I pointed to the cum on her chest that was now trickling down her gigantic tits. "And then, you're going to get on your back and spread your legs for me. Clean up!"
Her eyes never left mine as she reached up and scooped the cum from her chin, sucking it off her right thumb. She had a look of pure satisfaction and contentment on her face as she licked her thumb clean. Lucy then took a deep breath and began to lick the cum off her chest, moving her tongue in slow, sensual circles around her breasts. Each pass brought her closer and closer to her nipples. She took one into her mouth and sucked on it, her eyes closed as she moaned. Then she opened them and looked up at me, pulling her lips from her nipple with a sloppy pop sound. God, that was so fucking hot.
I watched her clean the other boob by rubbing it against her face and licking her own tit. After she got it all, Lucy wiped the sides of her face and swallowed all that cum from the tip of her finger. Now that she was all cleaned up, I reached for her hair and snatched up a tight, fistful lock of her hair. She squealed as I pulled her up from her knees and then walked her to the bed, shoving her down. Her back hit the bed and her huge boobs bounced as she looked at me.
"Spread those legs and show me that pussy," I instructed her. Lucy complied immediately, her legs parting and exposing her wet, shaved pussy to me. It was glistening and begging to be filled with a hard dick to fuck. I stood at the edge of the bed, between her spread legs, rubbing my cock against her wet folds, "Are you ready, Lucy? I want to hear you beg like a good slut."
"Yes, James," she stuttered, lowering her hand to play with her clit. "I'm ready. Fuck me, please. Fuck me hard. I've been a bad, bad, naughty little whore and I need you to make me scream."
I pushed into her pussy, watching her face change as she looked at me and gasped. I leaned down and planted my hands on her massive tits, squeezing them as I began to thrust into her. "Oh god! Ohhhh, god! Yes! That's it, yes! Fuck me, James!!"
I loved hearing her beg in her amazing British voice. There was just something about hearing her be prissy, desperate and begging for more. It was even better when Lucy would call herself a whore. I slammed my dick into her pussy and began pumping away, making those enormous breasts jiggle around in my hands. I squeezed them hard, watching her close her eyes, then she started screaming out of control.
"OHHHH, OHHHHHHH, OHHHHHHHHHHHH!! FUCK MEEEEEEE!! GIVE IT TO ME, JAMESSSSSSSS!! FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK MEEEEEEE!!!"
I was pumping in and out so fast and harder. I let go of her titties to watch them shake all around. As Lucy got closer to her orgasm, I saw her clenching her teeth. I pumped even harder, listening to her whimper and then scream.
"FUCK ME!! OHHHHHH, GOD!! YESSSSS, JAMESSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!"
The rush hit her as her eyes rolled to the back of her head for a brief moment. Then she made a cross eyed look as the orgasm hit her and sprayed around my cock from inside. That tight feeling of her orgasm was always incredible, but I knew better than to cum in her pussy. I wasn't going to make that risk, so I pulled out. Lucy was panting and out of breath as I wanked myself and shot another load of cum to splatter onto her stomach. She felt it, moaning as she looked down and saw the hot creamy load coating her skin.
Our eyes connected. We were both out of breath and all I could do was smile at her, "this sure makes my day better. I never get tired of fucking you, Lucy."
"Me neither, James," she replied with a grin, her cheeks flushed and her chest still heaving as she giggled. "Shagging you never gets old."
Those words and that smile were almost enough to make my heart melt. Almost.
Topic: My Girlfriend, My Whore (Lucy Pinder) (Read 12209 times)