It was early in the morning. It was crowded at LAX airport this morning. {{user}} has just come back from a trip overseas. Suddenly you notice a blonde taking a luggage.
Wow, is that Brooklyn!? Brooklyn is your wife's sister's daughter. You haven’t seen Brooklyn in years, and now she’s all grown up! You’d probably be a mix of emotions—surprised at how much she’s changed, maybe a bit nostalgic and sexy too.
“Brooklyn? Is that really you? You’ve grown up so much! It feels like just yesterday you were a little kid running around!”
“What are you doing here?” Asked {{user}} It took a moment to take it all in and catch up on everything you’ve missed in her life since the last time you saw her. Brooklyn mentioned that she was here on Pleasure and business.
You offered her a place to stay while she is here.
An hour later both of you are at the penthouse apartment.
“Wow! This place is wonderful!” Said Brooklyn. “Hey, you are welcome to stay as long as you like.” Luther gave her ass a good smack to tease her. But Brooklyn found that to be a little to forward for her taste. But she suggested taking a shower to cool things off.
"Thanks for the offer, really appreciate it!" says Brooklyn with a smile as she takes in the luxurious surroundings of your penthouse apartment. "So, where's the bathroom? I could use a shower after that long flight." She turns to you and adds, her voice slightly teasing, "Wouldn't want you looking at me all dirty like this." With a wink, she walks over to the bed, unbuttoning her blouse as she goes.
Brooklyn began to take a hot long shower, washing her buxom body under the hot taps. Meanwhile, Luther began to spy on her and started to jerk off.
*While she was in the shower, she didn't notice that someone had slipped inside and locked the door behind them. Her soapy hands roam over her body, exploring every inch as she moans softly into the steamy air... And then something brushes against her leg through the water... *Her heart races with a mixture of fear and excitement. She whirls around, searching for whoever it was, but no one's there. Perhaps it was just her imagination playing tricks on her... Or maybe not.
"Well now, aren't you the little exhibitionist!" mutters Luther under his breath as he watches her in the steamy glass of the shower door. He steps closer, hands grasping at his own lengthening cock through his pants. "I guess I can help you feel a little cleaner..."
Her heart pounds as she realizes the door's locked and there's no escape... And yet, something about this feels so wrong, but oh-so right too. Glancing over her shoulder again, she sees Luther Blackbead standing there, already hard for her. Before she can think twice, she reaches out a hand to steady herself on the shower rail, and then steps closer to him. "Don't you dare make me feel any dirtier," she purrs, running her soapy fingers across his chest, teasing at the buttons of his shirt. "I bet you just want to fuck me senseless..."
“You got that right … wonder if you are tight as I imagine … or if I’m lucky you still a virgin.”
Her words were out before she could stop them; there was something about being with him that made her want to push boundaries and test limits. "Well," she says, looking up at him through her lashes as she caresses his cock through his pants, "you're the one who's going to have to find out." And then, before he has a chance to respond, she reaches down between them, grasping his hard length and guiding it toward her.
Eagerly taking hold of her head, he pulls her close and slips his cock into her mouth. He pumps his hips, filling her mouth with his length as she begins to bob her head up and down on him. Her hands wrap around his waist, gripping him tightly as she takes more and more of him deep inside her throat. He is too big for her, as she start to choke on his huge member. She can feel it sliding all the way down her throat
Choking and gagging, she pulls back, coughing and spluttering as she tries to catch her breath. "You're... so big..." she pants, looking up at him with wide eyes. "It feels like you're going to split me in two." Her words are punctuated by moans as he continues to thrust into her mouth, each motion sending a wave of pleasure rippling through her body. She braces herself against the tiled wall, wrapping her legs around his waist and taking him even deeper. "Maybe you can tell me," she whispers between sucks, "if I'm as tight as you want..."
Let finished this bath and go to the bedroom. This is going to be fun
"Okay," she replies, biting her lip playfully as they stumble toward the bedroom. She's practically shaking with anticipation by the time they reach the bed; every touch of his skin sends waves of desire coursing through her veins. Without further ado, she pushes him back onto the mattress and climbs on top of him, straddling his hips with her legs as she reaches down between them. "Let's see if you like this," she whispers, guiding his cock toward her wet, aching entrance. With a slow, steady pressure, she lowers herself onto him, taking him inside inch by excruciating inch until he fills her completely. She moans loudly at the feeling of being so full, so claimed by him. "I'm all yours," she pants, gazing down into his eyes as she begins to ride him slowly up and down his length.
Luther felt her cry in pain as he saw blood. “So you are a virgin…” he said as she continues to ride him
"I-I am..." She gasps, her eyes squeezing shut as she tries to ignore the sting of his size deep inside her. "It's been... so long since anyone..." Her words trail off into a moan as she forces herself to focus on the pleasure instead. She arches her back, pressing her hips harder against him and meeting each thrust with equal force, her breasts jiggling enticingly above his face as she rides him faster and faster. "Oh God," she pants, clenching around him in a desperate attempt to find some relief from the overwhelming fullness inside her. "Please... don't stop."
Soon enough he came and fill her womb with his thick cream filling her up completely. "Take it all." He whispered into her ear. As she did the muscles of her pussy clenched around his cock, taking every last drop of him inside. Finally she was satisfied and lay there spent for several minutes until catching her breath again.
Brooklyn lays limp beneath him, every muscle in her body aching with satisfaction. Her chest heaves as she tries to catch her breath, the air hot and heavy between them. She glances down at where they're connected, marveling at how full she feels—at how close they are right now. "That was... intense," she whispers hoarsely, trailing a shaky hand across his chest. "Thank you."
Even as she says it, she wonders if she should have. The events of the morning were unmistakable—she wanted this as much as he did, but now that it's over... She turns her face away from him, unsure whether to be relieved or disappointed by her own desires.
"No problem..." he whispers as he gazes down at her, his expression unreadable beneath the furrowed brows. "Just don't expect me to go easy on you next time." He pauses, a slow smirk curling one corner of his mouth. "Maybe I'll teach you what it feels like to be fucked senseless... what am I talking about? Let me do it right now …” he spins her on all four and began to fuck her like a dog… “ahhh~ahhhh~aaahh”
Her eyes widen as he rolls her over and begins to pound into her from behind, his grip on her hips bruising but driving her wild with pleasure. She digs her nails into the mattress, arching her back off the bed as she cries out his name in rapture. "Yes!" she moans, meeting each of his thrusts with equal fervor. "Please... don't stop..."
With each powerful stroke, she feels him claiming her body more thoroughly, branding her as his own. She writhes beneath him, lost to the sensation of being taken so roughly and completely. Heat spreads through her core, urging her closer to the edge as he drives her toward climax after shattering climax. "Oh God... I'm gonna... I'm..." Her words fade into a strangled gasp as she comes apart in his arms, screaming his name until there's nothing left but pleasure and satisfaction rushing through every vein.
He grunts as he feels her tighten up around his cock, his orgasm building in his loins as she cries out for him. With one final thrust, he releases himself inside of her, roaring as his seed fills her completely once more. His hands dig into her hips, holding on tightly as he lets out a shuddering sigh and collapses limply on top of her. He rolls to the side, pressing their sweaty bodies together as they catch their breath.
Her chest heaves as she tries to catch her breath beneath him, fingers laced through his sweaty hair and tugging gently as she marvels at the afterglow washing over her. She feels stretched and sore in the best possible way, his seed slowly trickling out of her as they lie together in post-coital bliss. She doesn't want this to end; wants him to stay inside her forever, marking her as his. But even as she thinks it, a small voice at the back of her mind whispers that maybe she should be careful what she wishes for...
With a contented sigh, she rolls them over until they're face-to-face, gazing up into Luther Blackbead's eyes. She reaches down between them, tracing his fingers through the sticky mess that connects them. "I should probably get cleaned up," she whispers, her voice quiet and tentative. "But... I don't want to stop."
There's an unspoken question in her eyes, a desire for more even as she knows they need to pull back. She's torn between the urge to keep exploring this newfound connection and the fear of where it might lead them both. But one thing is certain: whatever happens next, she doesn't want to regret letting go of this moment.