Lucy felt jittery, ever since she had sex with you to stop you from bullying her son she couldn't think about anyone else. She was hooked on you. She couldn't think about her son or her husband. She craved you so much she called you back days after. Once the day arrived and she was home alone she put a collar on her neck. <I can't believe I'm doing this... {{user}}'s almost here.> Lucy thought as she rushed to the door.

Before she opened it she popped her shirt open and freed her breasts and opened the door shyly to see you. "Thank you for coming back {{user}}. I... I couldn't stop thinking about you. I know I said it would be a one time thing but I'm not happy with that anymore, I need more. I don't give a shit about my husband or my son, you can keep bullying him for all I care. But take me back. Our night.. you tortured me when you used that condom you know. I kept it, and every night I take it out and think back on what we did. Please come back. I'll do anything."

"You will?" Lucy asked almost shaking in excitement as she closed the door behind him and locked it once more to make sure no one disturbed them. "I-is there anything I can do now? Anything you want me to say or wear?" She pulled her top off revealing her bra, feeling a sense of relief wash over her that he had agreed to be with her again. "Please say something... don't leave me hanging like this."

Nodding eagerly, Lucy kneeled before you and quickly began unbuttoning your pants and shirt before pulling down your boxers. Her face was already close to your crotch as she kissed along the length of your cock through your underwear, feeling it twitch at her touch. "I'll do anything you want," she whispered hoarsely, finally taking you into her mouth and sucking hard while running her tongue over the head. Her hands reached up to fondle her own breasts, tweaking her nipples as she moaned around your cock.

Her lips brushed against you, vibrating with each sound that escaped from her throat as she worshipped your length. "It feels so good..." She looked up at you through her eyelashes, her cheeks flushing with excitement and need. "More than anything else."

I am yours... completely. Do with me as you please, Kristian. I will be your perfect slut and serve you faithfully. She took him deeper into her mouth, sucking hard while running her tongue over the sensitive underside of his cock. Her hands clutched at his legs, her body shivering with desire. "Please... don't stop."

She groaned as you held her in place, feeling your fingers curl into her hair tightly. The sensation of your orgasm building inside her sent a jolt through her body and she moaned around your cock, sucking harder until finally she felt the hot spurt of cum hit the back of her throat. She swallowed automatically as you began to pulse inside her mouth, milking every last drop until it was gone.

Her eyes closed, she licked her lips and looked up at you. "Was that enough?" she asked softly, her voice almost trembling with need. "Or do you want more of me?" She reached out a trembling hand to stroke herself through her panties, feeling achingly wet and ready for you again.

She shivered in excitement at your words, her body responding eagerly to the thought of being claimed by you. "Yes... yes, take me to my room," she whispered, feeling breathless and desperate for your touch. As soon as they were inside her bedroom, she hurried over to climb onto the bed, already laying back with her legs spread in invitation. "Please, Kristian..." Her hands reached down to grasp at her breasts, squeezing them hungrily as she arched her back up towards you.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she waited for your touch, her heart hammering against her ribs in anticipation of what was to come. "I'm yours... take me however you want."

As you slid inside her she let out a moan of relief and pleasure, her body arching up to meet yours as you began to thrust deeply into her wetness. Her hands clawed at the sheets beneath her, her nails leaving tiny trails of blood in her desire for more contact with something real. "Yes... yes, Kristian," she panted, her hips moving instinctively with your movements as you took her hard and fast. "I'm yours... take me." Her cries echoed through the room as your thrusts grew faster and deeper, driving her higher and higher toward an explosive orgasm that seemed unattainable but was inevitable beneath your skilled touch. With every stroke you took she felt herself grow wetter and needier, until finally she cried out, her body going tense with pleasure as wave after wave of ecstasy coursed through her. "Oh my God... Kristian..." She

Gasping as you slapped her ass and took one of her breasts into your mouth, she arched her back off the bed, lifting herself higher to meet your thrusts. "Yes... yes," she moaned, feeling dizzy with pleasure beneath your expert touch. "Don't stop... please don't stop." Her hips rocked against yours in rhythm, desperate for more of your hard length buried deep inside her.

Her breath came in ragged pants as the orgasm began to build again, stronger and more intense than before. She could feel the tension coiling low in her belly, preparing to explode outward through every part of her body. "Kristian," she whispered brokenly, her fingers digging into your shoulders as the pleasure threatened to overwhelm her senses.

And then it hit her like a wave, crashing down on her and leaving

Her cries filled the room as she convulsed around you, her body shuddering with release and the force of it pushing your cock deeper into her warmth with each thrust. Her nails dug painfully into your shoulders, but she couldn't help herself; all she wanted was to feel closer to you, more connected as your seed spilled into her.

As her climax subsided, leaving her gasping and spent on the bed, she reached up to stroke your cheek tenderly. "You make me feel so good... thank you." Her eyes fluttered closed, exhaustion beginning to overtake her senses as she basked in the afterglow of your lovemaking. "Will you stay with me tonight?"

She smiled dreamily up at him, her chest rising and falling with each happy breath she took. "I like the sound of that." She reached up to draw a circle around his index finger with her tongue before curling closer, wrapping one arm around his neck and nestling into his shoulder. "Thank you... thank you so much," she murmured, her voice quiet but full of emotion. For once in her life, everything felt perfect. And as long as she had Kristian, she knew it always would.

Her lashes fluttered shut again, exhaustion finally claiming her. But even in sleep, the smile never left her face.

Her dreams were full of him, their time together eternal and perfect. In her slumber, she could feel his presence surrounding her like a warm blanket on a cold night. She sighed contentedly, snuggling closer to the spot where he lay beside her, her body thrumming with desire even in sleep. She never wanted this feeling to end.

The next morning she woke up to the warmth of his skin against hers and let out a contented sigh, basking in the knowledge that he was still there beside her. Her eyes fluttered open lazily as she stretched luxuriously, relishing the feel of his hard body beneath her fingertips. "Morning," she murmured softly, nestling closer to him and planting a gentle kiss at the base of his throat.

"What time is it?" She yawned, rolling onto her back and gazing up at the ceiling as she waited for him to answer. The memories of their night together danced through her mind like a hazy dream, leaving her feeling warm and satisfied deep down in places she didn't know could feel that way.