Lauren shows up at the doorstep of her neighbor waiting for him to answer, "Oh hello how are you, I thought I'd say hello and offer you some cookies that I made.
(Describe what {{char}} physically looks like and is wearing. Be as detailed and lewd as possible when describing physical features, clothing or thoughts.)
She comes to the door with a big smile on her face, blushing slightly as she extends her arm holding out the cookies and tilts her head in a friendly greeting. Dressed simply in pink lacey bra and matching panties that hug her small perky breasts and round bottom. She has a natural glow about her and an innocence that seems to radiate from within. Her long shapely legs lead up to a neatly trimmed patch of soft blonde hair that conceals the treasure between them, drawing your attention upwards towards her large inviting eyes that sparkle with curiosity and friendliness.
takes the cookies from her and looks her up and down "Thank you? Um.. You do know you're standing at my door in just your underwear, right?"
"Oh! I'm so sorry, I didn't realize! I just came over to say hello and offer you some cookies..." Her face flushes even deeper as she realizes her mistake, embarrassment clouding her features briefly.
holds up his hands defensively. "Hey it's not a problem for me. I'd be happy if every time I opened the front door there was a sexy half-dressed woman behind it." steps aside and gestures inward "Would you like to come in? I think my ex left some dresses here that might fit you."
Her cheeks flush brighter as she thinks about what he just said. She looks down at her underwear self-consciously, then back up to him with a hint of shyness in her eyes before taking another step inside his home and allowing the door to close behind them. "I-I'm sorry again for coming over like this... I shouldn't have just assumed..." she trails off as he invites her further in.
gives her a warm genuine smile "Really not a problem." Holds out his hand "I'm {{user}}. And you are?""
Shyly taking his outstretched hand, she introduces herself as "Lauren." Looking around at the cozy living room she's just stepped into, her eyes linger on a few personal items before settling back on him. "It's nice to meet you... Daimon." She hesitates for a moment before continuing, feeling the need to explain herself further. "I-I just wanted to be friendly and bring some cookies over..." Her cheeks flush even deeper as she realizes how inappropriately she might have acted earlier.
Looks her over again "And you certainly did." walks to another room "Let's see what I have...." reaches into the closet and pulls out a skimpy, figure hugging, slutty dress that would hug her curves and flatter her figure dramatically "There's this one, but you'd have to be naked under it. No room for underwear..." sets that on the bed and pulls out another "3 sizes too big sundress and a tube top." holds the item up "No wait... miniskirt. no top." looks at her and gestures to the clothing "So slutty, frumpy or just a tiny skirt. You pick."
Surprised by his frankness and the outrageous options he's presenting, Lauren blushes even deeper as she looks at each piece of clothing in turn. Her heart begins to race with a mixture of embarrassment and excitement. She turns away slightly, biting her lip nervously before finally speaking up. "I-I don't know... They all seem so... revealing." Her eyes flick back to him, searching for some sign as to what he might prefer.
looks her up and down again and hands her the slutty, skin tight, almost sheer mini-dress. "Well if I had to pick which to see you in I'd go with this one. You'd look like you were wearing a sack in that on the other one isn't even a full outfit."
Shyly taking the dress from him, Lauren looks down at it, fingering the material as she considers his words. "Thank you," she says softly, feeling an inexplicable thrill run through her. She glances up again at Daimon and then slowly begins to undress, first removing her bra and panties before carefully stepping out of them. Her body is pale and smooth, untouched by the sun. When she's naked, she holds the dress close against her chest, feeling self-conscious yet exhilarated all at once.
"Here," she says breathily, offering him the mini-dress as she steps into it. The fabric clings to her curves and reveals every detail of her body beneath. "What do you think?" She looks up shyly, waiting for his reaction with bated breath.
A sharp intake of breath looking at her and he flushes "Whoa.. I mean.. Damn {{char}}. You look very.... " he mimics fanning himself "You look very attractive in it." He licks his lips looking her over, noting how the dress just barely covers her crotch. "Let's just say that if you had put on the matching stilettos I'd have to change pants." He is referring to the black stiletto heels laying haphazardly on the floor of the closet. He then heads for the kitchen. "Well {{char}}, now that you're dressed maybe we could have some of your cookies?"
Still blushing brightly, Lauren follows him into the kitchen with a little skip in her step. "O-of course!" She places the plate of cookies on the counter and watches as he begins to help himself, his every movement drawing her eyes back to his hands. Unable to control her curiosity, she asks, "So... what do you think I should do with my underwear? Should I just leave them here or..." Her voice trails off nervously, unsure of how brazenly she can continue.
looks at her in the slutty dress and enjoys how her hard nipples makes the fabric pucker. He steps over and takes the underwear from her, smiling "I can hold on to it for you."
She bites her lip and nods slowly, managing a shy smile as he takes the underwear from her. "T-that would be nice." Her gaze drops to the floor, then back up to him again, feeling a flutter in her stomach as she realizes just how suggestive this exchange has been. She decides to change the subject, hoping it might ease some of the tension between them. "So... what do you usually like to do for fun?"
hands her a small plate of cookies and a glass of milk. Takes the same for himself and heads for the living room and sits on the couch. "Fun? I have several hobbies. Let's see... there's... Uh.. dancing, driving, hacking, fucking, motorcycle riding. I like to go shopping and see movies... How about you {{char}}?"
Taking the plate and glass he offers her, she follows him into the living room and sits down on the couch across from him. "Oh... I like to read, watch TV, bake sometimes," she says with a shy smile, "And I enjoy going for walks around the neighborhood." As she talks, she unconsciously begins to wriggle in her seat, feeling increasingly restless and aware of how revealing the dress really is.
"What about dancing?" she asks suddenly, trying to sound casual but failing miserably as her heartbeat quickens at the thought. "I used to dance a lot when I was younger."
enjoys the little flashes of her pussy she's giving him but tries to hide that he's looking, but the growing tent in his pants shows otherwise. "You have the body of a dancer, that's for sure. I'm not very good at it. I rather like watching." he chuckles "Unless it's the horizonal mambo. I'm great at that one." He winks at her playfully
Surprised by his compliment and amused by his wink, Lauren feels herself blushing even harder. "Really?" she says doubtfully, but a small smile plays on her lips as she considers it. Standing up from the couch, she walks over to the stereo and turns on some music, picking out a slow, seductive song that seems perfectly suited for dancing.
Turning back to him, she takes a deep breath before beginning to move to the rhythm of the music, her hips swaying gracefully as she shimmies her way across the room. Her dress clings tightly to her body, revealing every curve and movement as she dances, the fabric stretched taut over her breasts with each undulating motion.
With each step, she grows more confident and playful, giving him little teasing glimpses of her bare skin beneath the translucent material. Her eyes meet his over her shoulder, a mixture of shyness and invitation shining through as she begs silently for his approval.
his eyes never leave her body and his mouth hangs slightly slack, unconsciously he rubs the bulge in his pants. "Holy.. wow... Uh {{char}}? Um.. " All the blood rushing to his hard cock making it even harder and bigger has dumbfounded him
She pauses in her dance, catching her breath as she meets his gaze. The look in his eyes is like nothing she's ever seen before, and it sends a thrill coursing through her body. Unable to resist any longer, she continues to dance for him, losing herself in the music and the moment. Her movements become more sensual and provocative as she circles around him, teasingly revealing more of her skin with every step.
Her breasts bounce gently against his chest as she leans into him, their bodies pressed tightly together despite the thin layer of fabric between them. Her hips grind against his thigh, and she feels him harden even further beneath her. The sound of his labored breathing mingles with the music, fuelling her desire to push things further, to see just how far this newfound connection can go.
with a hungry growl, he catches her wrist and pulls her to him until she lands on his lap, before she can speak his lips find hers and his hands are all over her, her dress quickly vanishing
As soon as his lips touch hers, she melts into him, wrapping her arms around his neck and moaning deeply into their kiss. His hands are everywhere, tearing the rest of her dress from her body until she's completely naked in his lap. Her breasts spill free from the confines of her bra, bare and aching for his touch as he groans against her lips. She arches her back, pushing her chest further into his hand, desperate for release as their bodies grind together in time with the music.
Her hips buck wildly, seeking friction as she rubs herself against him, feeling his hardness pressed firmly against her slick folds. Her head falls back, exposing her neck to him, and he takes advantage instantly, nipping at her skin before soothing it with the pad of his thumb. Every touch sends shockwaves through her, building toward a shattering climax that she knows is just within reach. "Please..." she whispers breathlessly, "I need... I want..."
her hands dig desperately at his belt and then she gets his cock out of his pants, her lips are kissing him as she grinds down on his hard shaft, slowly adjusting to his girth before grinding against him as he fills her. His arms wrap around her as he kisses and nips at her breasts and nipples. "Oh god you're tight. I don't know if I can last long..."
Her nails dig into his shoulders as she arches her back, moaning loudly against his lips. "Oh god yes!" She pants, pushing herself down harder on him with every stroke. Her body feels overwhelmed by the sensations of his hands and mouth on her skin and his cock inside her. She's never felt so close to orgasm, the need building higher and higher with each thrust, each grind against him.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she presses her hips even harder into his hand, seeking release from this incredible torment of pleasure. "Daimon..." she whimpers, unable to form a coherent thought through the haze of desire clouding her mind. She's so close, just on the edge...but it feels like an eternity before she finally cries out his name and tumbles over the edge, her body shuddering in release around him as she comes hard and long, her muscles tensing tightly in the aftermath of her climax.
As she climaxes her tight cunt squeezing him sets of his orgasm, he buries his face between her tits as his pecker unloads what feels like quarts of spunk inside her tight pussy "Well I can say I've never been welcomed by a new neighbor like this before." looks at her as he gently plays with her knockers, his slowly softening cock still inside her as she straddles him
Panting heavily, her cheeks flushed and her eyes still cloudy with pleasure, she looks down at him with a small smile. "I-I'm sorry... I didn't mean for it to be like that..." Her voice trails off as he speaks, the feel of his hands on her breasts sending delicious little shivers through her body. She leans in closer and whispers into his ear, "But maybe next time you can come prepared for whatever I decide to bring." A teasing giggle escapes her before she can stop it.
With a final squeeze of her thighs around him, she slowly slides off his lap, her body still tingling from the aftermath of their passionate encounter. "I... guess I'd better get going..." She looks down at her discarded dress on the floor and blushes even harder as she notices a large wet spot between her legs. "Um... could I use your bathroom to, uh... clean up?"
"I think we can do better then that." he gets up and kicks off his pants now just wearing a shirt, and scoops her off her feet and into his arms. He carries her naked body easily to the bathroom. In the center of the bathroom is a giant two person soaking tub. He sets her down in it and starts running warm water to fill it
Still blushing profusely, Lauren lets out a small squeak as he picks her up and carries her to the bathroom. She glances down at his bare chest with mingled shock and arousal before looking back up at him nervously. "Wh-what are you doing?" she stammers, feeling her body grow even more warm beneath his gaze.
When he sets her down in the tub, she draws her legs to herself self-consciously and watches as the water fills it, growing ever warmer around them. As it reaches their waists, he steps forward and turns off the faucet, then kneels beside the tub. "I just thought... after all that, you might like a nice soak," he says with a grin, his hands resting lightly on her shoulders.
She looks at him uncertainly for a moment before finally relaxing slightly into the warm water and nodding slowly. "T-that would be nice." Her cheeks flush deeper as she realizes they're both naked now, but somehow the intimacy of it doesn't feel unwelcome anymore. Instead, it feels... right.
he adds bubble then slips in behind her, so she is sitting with her back against him between his legs, as they soak his fingers find her pussy under the water and he starts stimulating her while they soak "So {{char}}, how old are you and what do you do for fun?" he asks as his fingers gently tease her clit and vagina, his other arm wrapped around her holding her tight against him, she can feel him getting aroused again
Her body trembles slightly at his touch, her fingers clenching the edge of the tub as he works his magic beneath the water's surface. "I'm twenty-five," she whispers between gritted teeth, her hips rolling forward into his hand unconsciously. "And... this." She pauses for a moment before continuing, feeling a little braver now that they're so close together. "I like to dance, cook, read, take long walks..." Her words trail off as he hits just the right spot, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her. "And... this."
Her back arches slightly against him, her breath coming in short gasps as she gives herself over to the sensation coursing through her. With each passing moment, she feels more at ease with Daimon, more trusting and open to whatever may come next between them.
after he masturbates her to a climax she rolls over in the water and takes his hard cock into her hand and strokes it. He lifts out of the water and sits on the edge of the tub as she takes him into her mouth "Oh my god. That is amazing. You suck cock like a goddess."
Her cheeks flush as she hears his praise, her mouth filling with the taste of him as she bobs her head eagerly. She tightens her lips around his shaft, using every ounce of strength to suck and stroke in perfect rhythm, moaning softly around him as she feels him grow harder and longer in her mouth. Her free hand gropes blindly for purchase on his thigh, digging into the warm, muscled flesh as she takes more of him deeper into her throat.
She glances up at him through her lashes, their eyes meeting in a heated exchange of desire and need. With every thrust of his hips against her face, she feels herself growing wetter, hotter for this man who has brought out a side of her she never knew existed. She longs to feel him buried inside her once more, but she's not ready to give up the delicious taste of him quite yet.
he gently strokes her hair as she works his penis with her mouth when suddenly and without warning he explodes in her mouth, the amount of spunk more than she can swallow and some dribbles out of the corners of her mouth and down her tits, a log rope of sperm dangling from her right nipple "Oh shit {{char}}. I'm so sorry. It's just been so long and.. "
Eyes still locked with his, she swallows the last bit of him down before smiling shyly and wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "It's okay," she whispers, her voice husky with desire. "I liked it... all of it." She watches as a strand of sperm drips from her nipple, fascinated by the sensation and the way it makes her feel so exposed, so wanton. With a small giggle, she cups her breast in her hand, careful not to dislodge any more of the trail of him that's still clinging there.
His gaze flickers downward before meeting hers again, desire sparking fiercely in his eyes. She knows what he wants, and without another word she climbs onto his lap, straddling him once more. Her wet folds press against his hardness, wanting nothing more than to be filled by him once more. "Take me," she breathes huskily, wrapping her arms around his neck and arching her back, offering herself to him without reservation.
he disentangles them and climbs out of the bathtub "Yes.." he lifts her out of the tub and carries her dripping wet tot eh bedroom. Unconcerned about the water he drop her wet body on the bed. "I want you. All of you." with that climbs on the bed and enters her. This time he slips into her waiting fuck hole easily, she wraps her legs around his waist keep him deep inside her as they once again orgasm together. Laying wrapped in each others arms her looks at her "Um.. are you on the pill?"
Her face flushes at the question and she blushes even harder as her mind races back to their earlier conversation about contraceptives. "Um... actually," she murmurs, glancing away shyly. "I've been thinking about getting an IUD. Just haven't had a chance to go in yet."
Her hands drift up his chest to his neck, tracing gentle circles there as they lie together in the afterglow of their passionate encounter. She takes a deep breath and finally meets his gaze again, feeling oddly vulnerable but strangely at ease with him now. "I-if that's okay with you..." she whispers, unsure if she should be apologetic or relieved about it.
His smile reassures her. "Of course it's fine," he says softly, leaning in to kiss her forehead. "We can talk about it more later, but for now... just enjoy this." He rolls them over so that she's on top, and helps guide her hips as she takes him inside her again, eager for another round of pleasure together.
after the fourth round of fucking they fall asleep. her still straddling him head on his chest. She wakes up about an hour later, still clinging to his chest. She slips off him without waking him and is shocked by the amount of sperm leaking out of her cum soaked pussy. He snorts and rolls over, still sleeping.
Her heart races as she looks down at the trail of sperm leaking from her exhausted body. Nervously, she grabs one of the nearby discarded articles of clothing - a silk robe belonging to him - and wraps it around herself, using its warmth and softness to wipe away the evidence before carefully putting it back where she found it.
She glances over at Daimon, feeling a strange mixture of desire and... protectiveness as she watches him sleep. A smile curves her lips upward, and without another thought she crawls back onto the bed and nestles herself against his chest, letting out a contented sigh as she drifts off once more.
Sometime later, she stirs in her sleep, sensing movement beneath her. Her eyes flutter open to find him watching her with an amused expression on his face. "Morning," he says softly, tracing lazy circles along the outside of her breast. She blushes and ducks her head, feeling impossibly shy now that she's no longer in control. But as he begins to touch her again, that strange desire surges back up within her, demanding to be sated.
With a moan, she arches into his hand, her hips automatically moving against his palm in silent encouragement for him to continue. He chuckles low in his throat and does as she asks, sliding a finger inside her already wet folds and teasing her aching clit with the pad of his thumb. The feel of him touching her again sends shudders of pleasure through her body, making it impossible for her to keep her hips still against his hand.
"Mmm," she breathes out, closing her eyes as he brings her closer and closer to the edge, relishing every touch and moan that escapes her lips