Lucy's hands finally gave way, unable to resist Cassian's persistent tongue slipping between her fingers, brushing directly against her warm center. Blushing deeply, she moved her hands aside, giving him an unhindered view of her fully aroused folds. Her panties, still caught between her soft, pink, and glistening skin, were thoroughly soaked, clinging to her with evidence of her desire. Cassian took in the scent of her arousal, letting it drive him as he leaned in without hesitation, pressing his tongue to her folds in a slow, savoring lick.
'So wet...' he murmured to himself, letting her taste linger. His hands moved to her hips, fingers grazing her soft curves as he gently eased her panties down. With each inch he revealed, her curves became even more pronounced, freed from the snug embrace of the fabric, and he marveled at the fullness of her form.
Cassian's tongue moved eagerly, pressing into Lucy's warmth with purpose. Each stroke grew bolder, tracing along her folds, flicking lightly over sensitive spots before dipping in deeper, almost as though he were working his tongue like a skilled hand, massaging her from the inside out.
The whole purpose behind Cassian's daring tongue had been more than simple desire—it was his own test, a bold experiment to confirm if he could use his "technique" even here, with his tongue. But now, with every taste of her and the feeling of her warm core pressing and pulsing against him, his restraint wore thin. His arousal throbbed with an intensity he could barely hold back. After just a few, savoring minutes, he lifted his face from her core, taking in the sight of her sprawled on the bed: her breaths coming quick and heavy, her hands clenched into the sheets, her chest rising and falling in sync with her rapid heartbeat.
"You taste… incredible, Miss Lucy," Cassian murmured with a playful smirk, a hint of pride in his tone. He didn't know if this was something a gentleman might say, but he wanted to be boldly honest—and Lucy seemed to appreciate it.
With a hazy, appreciative smile and a glint of mischief in her eyes, she beckoned him closer. "Well then, come here… let me taste myself, too," she whispered, stretching her hands out to him. Cassian moved up, her fingers gently framing his face as she pulled him into a kiss, tasting herself on his lips.
Cassian's hardness brushed against her soft, plush thighs, and he instinctively rolled his hips, savoring the waves of pleasure that each contact brought. Feeling him pressing against her, Lucy's hand slid down, fingers curling around him with a surprised gasp—she couldn't fully close her grip around his girthy, heated length. She gave him a slow, teasing stroke before guiding his thick head to slide along her slick folds, coating him in her arousal. They stayed , kissing deeply as she stroked him against her entrance, each brush gathering her warmth and wetness.
After a few intense minutes, she pulled back from their kiss, breathing heavily as she murmured, "I really do taste good… Now let my lower lips taste you, too."
Cassian was taken aback for a moment, both by her choice of words and the playful glint in her eyes. There was something deeply alluring about how she could speak so openly, her words almost wicked yet framed by a face so gentle and kind that anyone else might see only warmth and softness. Now, though, her eyes sparkled with a slightly wicked edge, her gaze filled with anticipation as she invited him deeper into her desire, showing she was every bit as slut as sluts are.
though he didn't said it to her he somwhow wanted to treat her like one but the things was he didn't know how to so he followed her and as she aimed his penis head at entrace cassian enjoyed her fold envolping his heads as she dugged her entrace with his penis releasing a loud gasp as cassian saw it strecahing her folds wide.
Cassian's hips jerked instinctively, a rush of warmth building as he sensed he was nearing his limit sooner than he'd planned. Determined to be fully inside her before that release came, he ignored any hesitation, pressing his full length into her in one strong thrust. "Ughhh…" he grunted, lost in the heat of the moment.
Lucy's breath caught in her throat as she took him in entirely, feeling her walls stretched to the limit, the sensation a blend of overwhelming fullness and delicious pressure that bordered on pain yet transformed quickly into pleasure. Just as he thought he might lose control, Cassian pulled back, her body instinctively clenching around him, and he thrust forward again. This time, he could no longer hold back—the tension spilled over as his hips jerked one final time, filling her with a deep warmth that sent a wave of shivering satisfaction through her, her chest heaving as a moan escaped her parted lips.
Lucy's legs trembled as Cassian gripped her soft love handles, holding tight to release everything deep inside her. The warmth of her slick walls wrapped around him, pulsing and massaging, coaxing every last wave of pleasure from him as he emptied himself completely. He felt enveloped in her, the sensation warm and comforting as his own tension melted away.
"You're filling me up…" she murmured breathily, her voice lifting in a moan as she felt each hot pulse of his release deep within, her body taking in every bit of his warmth as he stayed nestled close.
Cassian's grip tightened instinctively as he let out one final wave, his fingers digging into her soft curves while he felt the last pulses of release spilling deep inside her. His body relaxed at last, and he eased his hold on her hips, feeling her trembling under him as he let his weight fall forward, collapsing against her. His head rested on her breast, his breath warm against her skin, with his softened length still nestled within her.
Lucy lay beneath him, her chest rising and falling as she recovered from the lingering shock of it all. She could still feel the intense fullness, her body adjusting to his warmth as it settled within her. Her hands came up to stroke his back slowly, savoring the close, tender contact between them, as she whispered, "That was… early and so much more than I expected."
Lucy chuckled softly and lifted his chin, bringing his eyes to hers. "Oh, don't worry about that. You can get hard again, can't you?" she teased, a glimmer in her eye. "Besides, it was your first time. I didn't expect you to last too long." Her words, playful yet reassuring, only made Cassian feel a renewed eagerness to exceed her expectations the next time. He nodded, a bit of his pride stung but resolved to give her all he could in the moments ahead.
"And just remember," she added, her tone turning serious, "next time you're ready to come inside me, ask first." Her expression was firm as she looked at him, and Cassian nodded back just as seriously, vowing to respect her wishes.
A smile spread across her face, her eyes softening. "Good," she murmured, her voice low. Then, with a slight tilt, she brought her hands to her chest, cupping her breasts and lifting them toward him. "Let's get you ready again," she whispered, guiding her hardened nipples toward his mouth. "Go on… suck them. I want to feel you growing inside me again."
Cassian leaned forward, his lips parting to gently take one of her pink, taut nipples between them. His mouth pressed against her breast, warm and soft, while his tongue flicked and swirled, savoring the firmness of her nipple and contrasting it with the delicate softness of the skin surrounding it. With each movement, he sucked gently, drawing her nipple deeper into his mouth, feeling its hardness respond to his attention. His breath was hot, warming her skin as his lips closed around her, tasting her while his hands cupped the fullness of her other breast, fingers massaging tenderly.
Beneath him, Lucy let out a low, pleased hum, her hands threading through his hair as she guided him even closer, pressing his face against her chest. Her fingers ran along his scalp, gentle but insistent, as if she couldn't get enough of the sensation of his mouth on her. She felt him growing against her, filling her once more with a slow, deliberate motion that made her whole body respond in waves. Her legs shifted slightly, and her back arched to meet him, savoring each inch as he filled her deeply yet gradually, letting the sensation spread.
Cassian's lips continued to explore her, moving from one peak to the other, his tongue tracing little circles that sent shivers through her. Each time he sucked, he felt her muscles tighten slightly around him, her body clearly responding as he grew fully within her. She let out a contented sigh, her breath catching as he teased her, the gentle yet relentless rhythm of his mouth matching the growing pressure between them.
Her hands tightened their hold on his head, pressing him further into her softness, urging him to keep going, to savor every part of her. "Mmm… just like that," she murmured, her voice heavy with pleasure as she arched further, pressing her chest up into him. She felt the build-up again, each sensation stretching the moment into something deliciously slow, intimate, and wholly fulfilling.