James Bond for a day [M][F] | 2016

I managed to dodge a bullet with this one but it wasn’t without it’s drama. Lucy is the same Lucy from this story; Lucys big coat

Lucy herself isn’t high maintenance, but we had spent too many intimate nights together by now for this to continue as a bit of sexy fun. She had gone from rebound (see Lucy’s big coat) to inbound, girlfriend material. I was rocked by my split from my long term partner and had no idea what to do with myself right then, nothing felt natural at all, it was like a dream. It certainly didn’t feel right getting so close to Lucy, that night when she came over naked under a big coat was just unavoidable…I backed off a little after that and luckily for me her work took her eighty miles away, caring for an old lady.

Six months had past, she had kept her distance because she was falling for me and I was in a right state, she got in touch via email. She asked me how I was doing and to be honest I felt much better about myself by now, I was going out, having fun, meeting new people. She offered me a place to crash in this woman’s house if I wanted to visit her. She was lonely and her only friends were a small group from the local gym. She had still retained her now perfect size 10, toned in all the right places with her natural curves still in place. I hesitated at that moment but as I had no ties and nothing better to do I thought fuck it, whose stopping me?

I made my way there that Saturday, leisurely by car, stopping whenever I pleased as she said there was no rush. I was 28 but I felt 18 again, embarking on a journey of sexually fueled encounters for little gain and little point. I knew our friendship was strong enough to share intimate moments and not expect much more, or was I wrong? My mind wondered around all the possibilities that could come from this visit, most of the cautionary ones lead to the same conclusion, que, sera, sera.

I arrived at the house around 5pm, the sun was just setting behind this gorgeous wooden and brick house, it reminded me of those houses you see in a Swedish ski resort, partially hanging over a hill with wooden struts and with intentional architecture overlooking the amazing landscape. I’d never seen the outskirts of south west London before but this was stunning, I was certainly going to enjoy this weekend whether I’m walking or fucking!

I pulled my bags from the back of the car and as I let the boot shut on its own, I turned to see her at the front door. She looked trim, flawless actually and effortlessly cute. She never was never a ‘try hard’ a naturally beautiful pale English rose with shoulder length, thick wavy hair. Her big naturally sad eyes had a lovely glint in them as she walked towards me, she was the picture of health. Her boobs still large and pert, lifting and distorting the picture of Elmo on her T shirt, she never wore anything so ‘fun’ she always dressed quite traditionally I would say, but I liked it. She had a black short skirt on and tights, with a pair little black school girl shoes that completed the look of a woman ten years younger. She may have worn this for me but who knows, it had been six months, a lot can change. She hugged me good, I hugged her back, squeezing around her small shoulders, she felt so petite. We exchanged some giggly small talk and with that, I picked up my bags and followed her. I nervously entered the house, it reminded me now of a house James Bond would come to kick back in the 70’s with its uber retro look and feel. The old girl was actually as I had expected, batty, British and with a no messing attitude, she was very together for someone older than the house. She was pleased to meet me by the way she smiled and spoke, I didn’t hear much of it though as all I was thinking about was Lucy in that little outfit. We exchanged some cheeky glances and looks over the old woman when we could, it wasn’t her mother but it certainly made me feel like a rebellious teen again. We ate together, had a cup of tea (criminal not to) and we left her to it. In about four hours the old lady would be put to bed and we would have this massive house all to ourselves.

We decided to take an evening walk down to the local pub and grab a bite to eat. We strolled together arm in arm and had a good catch up on the way down the hill to the town. The pub was warm and I was flush from coming in from the cold. I took off my jumper and so did she. She had changed her top to a lovely low cut purple number, keeping the rest of the outfit on. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her cleavage, it was and still is one of the best I’ve seen. She is busty but just enough to make any top she wore look perfect, tonight they looked delightful. Sparing you the details of the meal, we were now on the second bottle of wine, she was all rosy cheeked and now loosening up. “I can’t believe how wet I am!” She said quietly…I didn’t know what to say, it came out quite randomly but I didn’t care. I was struggling to not get hard and I knew we were leaving soon, I didn’t want to scare the waitress. Lucy moved forward on the leather bench seat, which in turn rode her skirt up her thighs, she took my hand and pulled it under the table. The back of my hand touched her panties first…she was soaking wet. I turned my hand around and gently placed three finger on her, she took a deep breath and closed her eyes and then pushed my hand away. She couldn’t take much more of that! I settled the bill and with that we took the walk back up the hill, red faced and tipsy in the cold night air, it was certainly refreshing. Under the street lamps we stopped several times and groped at each other, each stop getting more adventurous than the last. I cupped her amazing breasts in one hand and had another running up and down her back and over her ass, she couldn’t get enough. I grabbed her hips and pulled her close, her pelvis hit my hard dick. She just told me to get to the house, I think if it was summer, we might not have made it and just ran into the tree’s at the road side.

Once inside we were giggling like teens trying to be quiet and not wake the old lady. To be honest she was a long way off, the house was grand and well built. Apparently it was her husband that part-built the place but had sadly past away six years ago. This was his work and what fine work it was too, wooden covered walls, large painting and impressive light fixtures we only some of the features I could take in. She showed me downstairs where her rooms were. She had the use of two rooms, both were small but cosy, she used one for her luggage and belongings and the other for sleeping and reading etc. The dressing table and the rest of the furniture had obviously been bought some time ago by their genuine retro look, I had a browse around as she went into the next room to change. I took off my socks and my t-shirt as I was just too warm for all that now.

She came back into the room and I literally felt my heart skip when I laid eyes on her. Black stockings, suspenders, and a black bra and nothing else but her bracelet and the red paint on her nails. Lacy and perfectly fitting around her ample chest, the set was a deliberate purchase. Stood in the doorway, she could hardly look me in the eye at this point, looking at her feet and then back up to me with a nervous grin. She looked perfect, seriously, hardly a touch of make-up, her hair is just naturally flowing and beautiful…we were both in our prime I thought, how was I going to last 5 minutes of this!

I walked over to her and kissed her neck, she gently placed a hand on my rock solid cock through my jeans. She started to unbutton me and then push my jeans down, I let them drop and then swiftly kick themed off. All that remained we my tight black Calvin Klein's, my thick eight and a half inches sticking out of the top of them, glistening with pre-cum. She had two hands on the rim and gently licked that away first. She looked up and smiled at me before pulling the rim down so it cupped my hanging balls upwards. She kissed the top at first, using her beautifully shaped womanly lips to caress the head. She didn’t stop there and went on to sink her mouth around it, she took her time, breathing heavier as she tasted more. I took my boxers off to let her at the rest of my cock, as I leant over I saw her gorgeous arched back as she knelt down in front of me. Lucy was never really the filthy type, until she met me she had said. She said the times we had sex back home she felt like she could really let go and that time when she came to see me and I made her leak all over me and my rug was something she could not replicate on her own. In the time she was at the house she had bought a toy for herself, it was a flesh coloured 8“ dildo, as much as she tried she couldn’t make herself climax like that. I could hardly contain myself with her hungrily lapping at my manhood. I stood her up and she wiped her mouth with her hand, she had been all over my cock now for about five minutes, she never used to do that but had a cock crazed look in her eyes I had never seen before. Turning her around I admired her small back and widening hips, her ass looked amazing in this outfit…I kissed it all passionately, all over, especially her firm bubble butt. I had now sat down on the edge of the bed, undoing her bra she made no effort to stop me, I let the bra fall and turned her around using her hips. I kissed gently at her small, perfectly formed nipples, cupping the breasts as I did. She was trying her best to grab my cock in one hand but couldn’t quite get there from where she was…I leant back putting my arms back for support, she didn’t waste any time getting down on her knees but I knew I was going to have to stop her soon otherwise she’d have to wait for me before we go again.

My balls were dripping with her saliva now, she had lost control, putting one hand between her legs she dived a hand in her panties. I motioned her to stop and stood her up again. We both helped take off the suspenders leaving the stockings on. I could clearly see how wet she was now as she was perfectly shaven. I sat back down and with both hands on her ass, pulled her close to sit astride my cock. She didn’t have any trouble working me in, but I felt her stretch out, she was very small down there much smaller than any girl I had been with before. After several cautious strokes she took all of me, putting her arms around my neck. She arched her back and leant backwards, with her hands on my legs getting an extra inch of me, her pussy was making some noise by this time I could feel her warm juices start to run between my legs. This was proving a little uncomfortable so I lifted her up off the bed, cock still impaling her from below, I made sure there was enough space and turned around, slowly laying her on her back.

She had her legs around mine and her hands trying to pull my hips towards her. I didn’t let her bring me deeper yet, I let her watch my thick, veiny cock slide in and out of her tiny pussy before giving her everything I could. She moaned and panted heavier as I did this, she put her hands around my hips again, pulling me in, I took that as a signal to go further so I got each of her legs and lifted them up. Being so agile with all of her gym work she wasn’t phased when her knees were close to her head. I had really stretched her by now, her pussy squelching as she gaped a little more each time, she was far from the cute innocent girl I had seen earlier. She still had her hands on me and I pushed deeper, now I could feel every inch of her insides, the head of my cock was now rubbing hard against her G-spot. This was the angle that did it, she squealed as quietly as she could and I could see and feel her body shuddering as her pussy let out a stream of warm juices which flowed over her ass and down onto the bed. I eased up and went back into standard missionary position to let her ride that out…the bed cover was ruined.

She wrapped herself around me, by this time were both damp from perspiration, she whispered in my ear “Fuck me doggy style”. I thought she was about done with the last climax but she wanted more obviously. Positioning herself with one hand against the wall she held her ass apart with the other and I slipped inside her wet pussy with ease. She rocked herself back and forth and I gave met her with the firm strokes she needed to get it all. After a short time we got rhythm and she was really enjoying it…her pussy tightened, she put both hands on the bed, steadying herself ready to cum again. Lost in the moment she told me to cum, I thought I’d spin her around and give her a body shot but she wildly bucking back against me, telling me to cum again and again…with slight regret but with great pleasure, I let go and started to fill her pussy with a lot of cum. It was hot, so hot in fact she felt it and sounded like she was crying at first but it soon turned to a passionate whimpering as it started to drip out of her with every stroke. She came hard this time, she dropped onto the bed, unable to support her own weight, I slowly penetrated her until I thought it best to stop. I eased myself out and looked down, she was covered in cum, mine and hers…It was sexy as hell, seeing her pussy slowly push out the huge load I left in there, she looked used and abused…but in a good way. ;)

The next morning we took a trip to the pharmacy, bought the necessary items and went about our day, having lunch before I set off for home. I can’t say I didn’t want to stay but we had life commitments that were going to make things near on impossible for us to be together, I haven’t seen her face to face since.

TD;LR I was invited to a big 70’s style house by Lucy from my previous story, who was caring for an OAP. I Fucked Lucy her so hard in stocking and suspenders she soaked the bed and made me give her a cream pie. You won’t be disappointed with this story!