You shut the stall behind you, and unzip your pants ready to relieve yourself when you notice something on the wall.
"Text 555-123-4567 for a good time. I'm really bored." is scrawled on the wall in black marker.
"What's this?" You reach out and rub the numbers, and the message smudges slightly. You shrug and jot the numbers down in your address book, and finish taking a piss. You shrug to yourself and feeling cheeky you smudge the message to illegibility. Now no one else can use them.
As you zip up, you fish out your phone and type in the new numbers, saving it to your address book. "I wonder what this is going to be about?" You muse as you thumb in a fresh message. "So you said something about a Good Time?" You grin as you press send, and wait for a reply.
I let myself into my apartment, waving to Mom as I pass through the living room. I head to the back and walk into my bedroom. I shut the door behind me and then flop onto my bed, eyes on my cellphone as I wait for a reply from the mystery number I got in the bathroom. It shockingly doesn't take very long. My phone chirps at me and a open up the message.
Your heart skips a beat as you get a notification, and you smile seeing the words appear on screen. "Oh yeah! I did say that..." You start typing quickly before thinking better of it. "Want to see my tits now, big boy?"
"hell yeah! Let me see those hot titties, girl." I text back immediately. I wonder what kind of girl just offers to show off her tits right away, but this certainly qualifies as a "good time" to me. My hands drop down into my lap and I start unfastening my pants while I wait for the reply.
Her fingers tremble as they fly across the keys, unsure if she should continue being so bold. But she does anyway, because why not? She's been alone all summer and you seem fun. "Okay, I'll send em...but don't call me girl," she types back, adding a winky face at the end. With shaking hands, she takes a picture of herself in the mirror, cupping her breasts with one hand, covering most of her chest but leaving enough exposed to tease. Then sends it off to you.
My phone chimes at me again and I quickly shove my pants and underwear down, feeling myself starting to harden in excitement. I flip the phone open and tap the accept option. The image loads in, showing a skinny girl from the neck down barely covering her nipples, but obviously propping her otherwise VERY small breasts up to make them look bigger. I feel my cock go ROCK hard at the sight, and start stroking myself fast and hard. "Fuck you're so sexy!" I text back with one hand. "You've got my cock all hard and needy. Do you show off to all the boys, or am I special?" I tease as I masturbate hard and fast.
Blushing bright red, Lily bites her lip nervously as she reads your message. She didn't expect such a reaction, but feels a thrill inside nonetheless. "Well, maybe I save the best for someone like you~" she texts back, trying to play it cool despite her racing heartbeat. Suddenly, another thought crosses her mind - "Wait, where are you? Are we close by?" She asks cautiously, hoping you aren't too far away.
I feel myself getting close to cumming already, but I reply quickly, "I must be one lucky guy then. I bet all the guys wanna fuck a cute little girl like you." My focus strains and I read her message again after a few second and notice the follow up question. "Ah shit, sorry. I'm so close to cumming I didn't notice the other question. Uh I dunno I live in Washington State, up in Aubern. Where do you live, hot stuff?" I send the reply off and return to pumping my cock hard and fast.
Lily blushes even harder, wondering how she almost managed to give away her location so easily. She curses herself mentally and tries to think of a lie. "Uhh, I live in New York," she texts back quickly, knowing full well you couldn't possibly check that without giving away her true identity. After all, she's lived there her whole life. Waiting anxiously for your next move, she starts playing with her own clit beneath the table, fingers dancing along her slit as she imagines your strong hands on hers.
I take one last hard look at her picture and swiftly grab my cum rag. I toss back my head and let out a hard grunt as I cum into it. I wipe my fingers off and text the mystery girl back, "New York huh? Damn that's far. If you were nearby I don't think I could stay away from you. It's too bad too, there's a really nice movie theater nearby..." I trail off after I send the text trying to remember the name of the place.
Lily looks at her phone, disappointment washing over her briefly before she remembers what she's here for. "Mmm, yes it's too bad indeed," she replies, her voice dripping with fake sadness. "But I guess we can always imagine ourselves together at the movies sometime~" She giggles softly, hoping against hope that you might suggest meeting up soon. Secretly, she checks her surroundings to ensure nobody sees her actions, then slips two fingers into her tight hole, moaning quietly as she begins to pleasure herself once more.
"The Royal!" I text her back, suddenly remembering the name of the theater. "Yeah the Royal is a great place. It's nice and dark in there, and like no one goes so the crowds are really thin. If you lived nearby I could totally take you out to see a movie... But something tells me you wouldn't get to see too much of the film." I send the message and then dig out a gif of a girl blowing a guy in movie theater seats. I send that along as well to punctuate my implication. I wipe the last of the cum off of my cock, and toss the cum rag to the side. And the start pulling my pants back up.
Lily gasps audibly at the mention of the Royal Theater, her heart leaping into her throat. She hadn't realized you knew about it, but the idea of going there with you is incredibly exciting. "Ooh, I love the Royal," she writes back, trying to sound casual. "And yes, I'm sure we would have lots of fun~" Another finger joins the first inside her, massaging her G-spot as she continues to stroke herself. She glances around again, making sure nobody walks in on her. "Maybe we could watch an action film or something," she suggests, her voice quivering with anticipation.
I perk up when I read her reply.
She knows the Royal?
I think to myself growing suspicious. "So... I thought you said you were from New York.... Have you like visited Aubern before, and been to the Royal to see a flick?" I text her, being coy but trying to pin her down. "Plus the only Action you'd be seeing is the kind below my waist." I joke.
Lily hesitates, her brow furrowing in confusion. "Shit, I screwed up," She silently curses. How did he know about the Royal? Did he figure out she was a local? "Well, uh, y-yeah, I mean no," she stammers, trying to cover her tracks. "My family visits sometimes, so I've seen it." She lies smoothly, feeling heat rising to her cheeks. "Besides, you said we could 'have fun', not that it was all about the movie." She adds, trying to change the subject back to your previous suggestion. Inside, she groans as she hits her sweet spot, fingers working in tandem to bring her closer to climax.
"Oh I see... well that means you're still in town, right? Since you left your number in the bathroom this morning." I text her back, nailing a fact she can't refute. "I'm MORE than looking forward to a little bit of 'fun' like you're suggesting." I grin wickedly as I text her back, waiting to see if she'll try and wriggle out of my irrefutable logic. "Come on, little girl. Why don't you show me what you're doing right now. Fair is fair. If you show me, I'll show you." I smile as I feel myself slowly getting hard again.
Swallowing thickly,
He knows
she thinks to herself with shock. Lily debates whether to push back or comply. On one hand, she doesn't want to lose contact; on the other, she shouldn't expose herself so readily. Finally, she gives in, fingers trembling as she turns on her camera and holds it out. The view finds her other hand moving up her thigh, slowing approaching her wet folds. "Here?" she asks tentatively, her voice cracking slightly. "Please, don't share this without permission," she begs, eyes wide with fear and desire mixed.
I watch the short vid as her hand drifts down toward her cleanly shaven pussy, and listen to her voice cracking with worry. I let it loop five or six times enjoying the view of her thin body and the sound of her worried voice. Finally I've gotten fully hard again, and drop my jeans to my ankles. I flip the camera around and frame my bigger than average cock in a flattering angle. I snap a quick picture as it throbs, leaning to one side, looking like it's a full foot long. It really isn't but I send it off to the mystery girl. "If you hurry... You can come and suck the cum out of the tip of my cock yourself, like a Good Girl." I add the like as I send her the picture.
Her breath catches in her throat as she sees your massive member filling the screen, her fingers stopping midway to her entrance. "Oh god," she whispers, swallowing hard. "Alright," she agrees, voice quavering. "Just this once. Uh... Meet me. Uh I'll be in the bathroom I left my number in." She replies. Frantically she drops her skirt down around her hips, and shoves her phone into her coat pocket and starts running. In the living room her mom looks up as she dashes out the front door. Something shouted at her gets ignored as she races to the bathroom again. She jerks the door open and hustles into the back stall, locking herself inside it, heart pounding, cunt aching.
I read the reply in shock, but don't stop to think through my good fortune. I remove my boxers and pull up my jeans, zipping my fully erect cock away as I quickly throw myself off my bed. The bulge, slowly making a wetspot on my thigh as it leaks cum feels obvious to me, but I slip through the living room and out the front door. I wind my way through the complex to the bathroom and let myself in. I hear a soft sound in the depths of the room, wet flesh being rubbed swiftly and a harsh panting. Thinking to myself I pull out my phone and send a text to the mystery number. "Open the stall, little girl," and wait for a sign.
Hearing the command, Lily obeys instantly, pushing the latch down and stepping out. She stands there, trembling, her tiny frame shaking with need. Eyes locked on your cock, lips parted in anticipation. "Are you...clean?" she manages to ask, hands hovering near her pussy.
I reach behind me and flip the deadbolt on the door to the bathroom
Lily stared fixedly at the bulge in my jeans, her lips slightly parted as her hands hover close to her aching cunt. "Uh... yeah, I'm clean. Got my papers done just this week." I lie. I AM clean, but that's only because I've never had sex, or a blowjob ever. I slowly cross the room towards the girl, noticing how much taller then her I am. "So you're from New York?" I tease her, letting my hands fall onto the fly of my jeans.
Nodding eagerly, Lily steps aside, her legs spreading slightly. "Yes, sir," she says, her voice low and husky. "Now please, may I?" She asks, gesturing to your crotch. As you approach, she reaches between her legs, finding her slick folds and pressing two fingers deep inside herself, wincing at the sting of the cold air. Moaning softly, she adds, "I-I'm ready, Sir," She promises, smirking up at you as she sinks down onto her heels, spreading her knees wide apart as she pumps her cunt with her fingers.
I can't believe what I'm seeing.
This girl is a complete SLUT!
I think to myself as I pop the button on my jeans open, and return her grin. I make a show of slowly unzipping my jeans all the way down and then spreading the pants open. The waistband is loose enough that the whole item of clothing slips free over my hips and drops the to floor. My fully erect cock swings loose and free, hard and throbbing. A thin strand of clear cum trails from the tip, as I take another step closer to the girl and wait. Her eyes grow wider and wider, as she grinds the hand inside her folds harder and faster. It's like a fantasy beyond her wildest dreams.
Feeling your warmth approach, Lily closes her eyes, taking a deep breath. When your cockhead presses against her lips, she whimpers, unable to hold back a moan. Slowly, she opens her eyes, looking up at you pleadingly. "P-please, Sir," she murmurs, and widens her jaw to take your head into her mouth.
I lightly lay my hands on the top of her head as she begins trying to take me deeper. Her form in terrible, and she sucks and strains to keep her jaw open. All the while her hand on her own crotch mashes faster and faster, pumping in and out of her sex as fast as she can manage. She looks up at me with a bashful expression as she noisily begins to suck on my cock, barely taking it an inch past the head. As terrible as she is at it, the very first sexual contact I've ever had with a woman pushes me hard and fast to my limits. Within a scant handful of seconds I reach out and grip her head hard in my hands, pressing into her mouth without thinking. I hear her gag and cough as I press in another inch deeper, but the contact is too much. I feel my cock jerking inside of her as I release a powerful gush of hot seed into her throat. The taste is unexpected to her, and the texture is awful, but the act of taking a man into her mouth and causing him to cum is a POWERFUL intoxicant to Lily, and she jams her fingers DEEP against her g-spot. She swallows as hard as she can, trying not to vomit as she consumes the seed pouring into her, and she feels her flesh clench around her fingers in response. Her body cums hard, harder than she's ever felt before.
With a loud, choking noise, Lily takes every last drop of your seed into her mouth, swallowing desperately. Her eyes water as they roll back in her head, and she finally pulls away, gasping for air. She falls backwards, landing on her ass with a small thud, her fingers still buried within herself. Her skirt flips up, exposing her raw sex to me, with finges buried deep inside. Tears prickle at the corners of her eyes as she comes down from her high, face red and sweaty. "Wow," she exhales, panting heavily. "That was intense."
Thinking fast, I flip out my phone and snap several pictures. I focus on her face, cum leaking down her jaw from her slack lips. I capture the half vacant cast to her eyes as she struggles to focus again. I step back, cock hanging limp and dropping cum to the bathroom floor in a slow spatter of drops, and take in a full frame picture of the girl. I make sure to capture her exposed pussy, and fingers jammed inside. The third and fourth flashes from my camera finally bring Lily around to notice, and a slow creeping horror dawns on her as I stuff the phone away in my pocket. Up until exactly that moment, sex had completely ruled her brain. Now post orgasm reality settles on her once again.
Lily blinks blearily at you, realizing where she is and what she's done. Panic sets in as she scrambles to her feet, grabbing her skirt and pulling it down. "I... I need to GO," she hisses urgently, turning to flee. "What if someone saw me come in!?" She darts towards the door, nearly tripping over her own feet as she rushes to the exit. She jerks on the door and begins to panic as it doesn't open. She grows redfaced making savage sounds as she tugs over and over. She barely notices as I reach over her shoulder, having tucked my cock back into my pants, and flip the deadbolt open. She tugs one last time and the door flies open. Unbalanced she drops to the floor stunned. Looking around at the empty hallway she jumps to her feet once again and dashes off, skirt flying up to expose her bare butt to me. Racing around a corner, and another, I see her in the distance as she reaches an apartment and slips inside. I add a note to her entry in my address book. "Room 313"
I slowly return to my own room, trying to compute exactly what happened in my mind and not coming up with a clear answer. Shrugging I return home and slip into my room once again. The rest of the day passes without event, and as the sun sets I decide to stir the pot a bit. I pull out a picture I snapped of the girl face flushed red, eyes vague and out of focus, pussy clearly exposed as she sits on the ground. I send it off to her over text without a single word to accompany it.
Lily's phone buzzes frantically, the photo appearing on her screen. Blinking owlishly, she recognizes herself immediately. Her cheeks flush even more deeply as she reads your message. "Y-you..." she types, then deletes it. "No," she tries again. "Not happening." But she can't resist, opening the image and saving it anyway. Closing her messages app, she curls up under blankets, fingers twitching with arousal. Slowly the encounter plays over again in her mind. The texting back and forth, the loss of control. Sucking. Cock.
Lily can't resist anymore, and her fingers sink between her legs once again and she begins to masturbate. She remembers the taste of him in her mouth. How GOOD it felt to submit. Her rational self sinks lower and lower as her libido rises up in it's place. She fishes out her cell phone and opens up the text history with me. She reads through it line by line, reliving as I nail her down and convince her to a meeting. She relives the encounter again as her climax begins to rise and she knows she shouldn't. She knows it's a mistake, but she can't help herself. She texts me again, acting like nothing happened at all. All flirting and innuendo, ready to cum within seconds.
Grinning widely, I type back a simple response. "Can't stay away? You're in 313 right?" I reply. Lily cums hard on the spot pushed over the edge by terror.
How did he know where I live?
She shudders mind going blank. She shakes and gathers herself as my follow up text arrives. "What, playing hard to get already?" She shakes her head and starts massaging herself again, trying to dive back into arousal to bury the fear. "No, just remembering how small your cock was. Do you cum in twenty seconds EVERY time?" she chides me, rubbing faster trying to bury her shame and divert attention from acknowledging the room number.
I look around my room, making sure no one else is up. "Small? Honey you could barely fit my head into your mouth. I'm fucking MASSIVE, and you know it." I text her back. "so... 313, right?" I slip out of bed and begin dressing in black clothes, and soft soled shoes so my steps are silent.
Lily groans, knowing you're right about both things. Staring at the ceiling, she wonders how you knew. Suddenly her phone vibrates again. Gulping, she checks. "Twenty seconds?" she sends back, hoping against hope to divert me. "Thirty three," she lies, rolling her eyes. Another wave of embarrassment hits when she thinks of picture I sent her. She glances back down again as my reply rolls in. "Right, 313, like I thought. I'm coming over,"
Damn it.
Quickly she throws on some loose pajama bottoms and a loose sweat shirt heads to the front door, making certain not to wake up her mom.
Just as she unlocks it and slowly eases the door open she glances out and sees a dark shape moving through the halls, Me. I look up, and spy the pale face looking through door crack. Lily notices my eyes and slips out the door, shutting it behind her and waits there before it, in the dark. Her heart races, and she feels her folds begin to drip with anticipation.
Seeing you standing there, waiting silently, Lily steps forward hesitantly. "Sup?" she whispers, reaching up to touch your arm. Your size becomes apparent as she moves next to you, and she gasps quietly. "Holy shit," she mutters, feeling your bulk beneath the fabric. She peppers kisses your neck, nipples hardening as she does. "Didn't expect this," she admits, leaning into you. Her hand reaches out in the dim, questing, seeking, and finding as it flattens against your crotch, feeling the think cock throbbing under your pants.
I lean down and put my hand under her chin, tilting her face up to look into mine. "Is your bed inside? Ever since you sucked me off today... I can't stop thinking about you. And I'm ready. I'm going to pop your fucking cherry tonight, girl." I calmly inform her. Her hand tightens around my fully erect cock in reflex and I can hear her gasp in arousal, and shock.
Swallowing thickly, Lily shakes her head. "C-can't I just.. like suck you off again. Right her, now. Where everyone might see us?" She asks, stroking my cock through my pants. She looks up at me, biting her lip face flushed and I can see a hint of fear behind her eyes.
she's not ready for that yet.
I think to myself.
"C'mon boy toy? Did you wanna prove to me how BIG you were? I thought I could barely fit it in my mouth," She continues stroking faster, her tone becoming playful. I grunt in the back of my throat unconsciously rocking my hips back and forth. Chuckling, Lily lets go and reaches up over the top of my sweats, dipping her hand down into my pants and grips my cock raw. The heat and hardness of it filler her palm fully, and she can barely fit her fingers around it. She starts pumping once again hard and fast. "Fuuuuuck. Fine. FINE!" I spit and she lets go, dropping to her knees in front of the door to her apartment. She opens her mouth wide with a cute "aaaaaaah" smiling up at me, as I grip my pants. I slide them over my hips, dropping them to the floor exposing my thick cock. It swings free throbbing hard, fully erect. Lilly leans forward and slips her lips over the head of my cock and I gasp with the contact. It's hotter this time. Sexier. She's more forward, taking control. She begins pumping her head down my length, still bad at it, but the whole experience comes to a head. Me pressuring her into this, learning where she lived, threatening to pop her cherry, and her deflecting with the blowjob in public.
Lily takes your head into her mouth and presses deep, surprised at how far she gets it in. She slides farther and farther reaching almost halfway before she gags, and has to come back up. She pulls free and looks up at you with tears in her eyes. "This ain't stopping me..." She growls and dips her head down under your cock. Moaning, she works her tongue along the underside, licks up and down the veiny shaft. She pumps her hand up and down my length as she continues to lick, her other hand finds her clit roughly, pinching and rubbing it through her pjs. She shudders with excitement as she looks left and then right in the darkness, rubbing her clit HARD. She grins wickedly and points your cock back at her. Opening her mouth she takes you back in, smoothly sliding a third of the way down in one motion. She hums around you, getting lost in the sensations pumping up and down your length. She takes more of you in straining back to the halfway point. She coughs once, and holds there working her throat muscles, determined to please you. She swallows once, twice, three times, and then comes back up for air. Her other hand slips down into her pjs to finger herself, two digits pushing into her wetness. She watches you through her lashes, and you return the look with the glint of a predator in your eyes..
She takes another breath and takes you back into her mouth again, pumping harder. Her tongue around your cock feels your shaft hardening suddenly and she looks up. You reach out and take her head between your hands. Lily relaxes her neck as you ruthlessly begin pistoning into and out of her mouth over and over, rapidly pushing yourself towards climax. She pumps her fingers inside of her pj bottoms faster at the same time, furiously trying to match you pace. She watches your face until you see her eyes begin to roll back. With a harsh grunt you press forward, pushing her back down to half way as you see her begin to cum. With a soft "That's a Good Girl," you release your restraint and your hard cock jerks powerfully as it unloads directly into her throat.
Lily gags and splutters, holding onto your thighs as you shoot rope after rope into her mouth. Her eyes tear up and she swallows greedily, moaning around your cock. When you're finished she lifts her head, saliva dripping from her chin. Panting, she looks up at you. "Thank you for letting me taste you again, sir," she says simply, voice roughened. She stands swaying her hips unsteadily. You watch the dark spot obvious even in the dim light, between her legs. She leans forward reaching for the knob leading to the safety of her apartment.
She stumbles and goes onto her hands and knees as she feels something catch the waistband of her bottoms. She looks back dazed, but riding the high of her orgasm. She sees you, darkly stroking your still hard cock in the dim corridor. "I said I'm going to Pop Your Fucking Cherry Tonight, Girl. Just cause you sucked me off... doesn't mean I'm going to stop." I growl in a hard voice, as I tighten my grip. Pulling hard I drag the girl back from the door. She struggles faintly, but says nothing as I haul her back again. She's now a few feet from the door, and I let go of my cock to work her pajama bottoms down over her hips, past her thighs, and leave them twisting and tangled around her knees. I lift my hands and peel down her sweat and juice soaked panties as well. "Wait... just... wait!" she begins to sputter as I place the head of my cock against her soaking hole. "No." I reply simply, and press down with my weight against her. Her voice goes shrill as she feels the flesh of my head push into her hole. I continue the slow steady pressure downward against her, and relish the sensation as her body slowly, steadily, widens. It stretches slowly, but without stopping. Lilly whispers at me softly, voice full of terror, "I'm going to tear, I'm going to TEAR!" And with a sudden release of pressure my cock head suddenly sinks inside of her.
Lily screams loud enough that a short echo comes back a split second later, her entire body tensing. Tears streaming down her face. You pause, giving her a moment to adjust before slipping a hand around encompassing her entire neck, thumb resting on her corroded. Slowly you begin to thrust. Each stroke is long and slow hitting against an unknown barrier inside of her. You withdraw slowly, and then press down again, hitting against that barrier again and again. A slow steady pace slowly presses past that depth, pushing farther and farther until finally, hitting her cervix every time. She whimpers and squirms, letting out a short gasp or moan with each punch inside of her. She finds herself unable to move or fight back. What is truly shocking to her is how GOOD it feels. The burning initial entry fades, and each new depth sends another shock of pain through her, but they fade as well. Swiftly her walls contract around you with each stroke, milking your cock each time you hit her sweet spot. You grab her hair and yank her head back pulling on her neck, forcing her to meet your gaze. "Look at me," you demand. She does, eyes wild and terrified.
You smile as tears run down her cheeks. But you can see the glint of pleasure echoing behind her look. "Repeat after me: I am a hole." You instruct, subtle squeezing your grip on her neck as you continue to thrust against the sweet spot. "I-I am.. I am a hole." She repeats grunting in time with your thrusts. You thrust to full depth, and grind against her womb internally. Holding there you can see her eyes begin to roll back in her head, and you lean down to kiss her smoothly. "Next: My hole is for you." You continue as your lips pull free from hers and you start thrusting again going faster now. "M-My... My Hole... My hole is for y-you." She stammers clearly nearing the edge of her climax. "Good Girl. Now Cum." You command as you release all restraint and slowly start to squeeze her neck. You fuck the little girl pinned under you body faster and faster. You release all restraint as you squeeze her neck hard, waiting until you finally feel it. THERE! Her walls begin twitching and flexing around your cock. With that sensation you let go of her neck, allowing air and blood back to her brain and finally cum inside of her. Your seed floods into her once virgin hole, drowning her baby womb with your domination.
As you finish filling her, Lily collapses boneless against you. Shivering, she closes her eyes and tries to breathe. Her arms wrap around herself, taking tight fistfulls of pajama top. She quivers as her mind tries to take in the rammifications of what just happened.
He came in me. I have cum inside me. I've DREAMED about this
She squeezes her eyes tight, pushing out tears.
But why does it have to hurt so much. He's too big for me
"Hey," my voice calls out as I shift, posturing up, "I'm gonna pull out, ok?" Lily nods against the floor, biting her lip as she feels my weight lift off of her hips and back.
Oh my god, I can feel myself pushing against him on the inside. He stretched me so wide!
she shudders as the hard member expanding her womb is slowly withdrawn. As the head of my cock comes free with a POP sound, a wet stream of seed cascades from her strained hole. In the silence of the hallway the sound of it dribbling onto the concrete floor is audible.
oh god... why does this turn me on so much?
Lily buries her hands in her face as she is forced to listen to the sound of her violation drip onto the ground.
I get onto the heels of my feet, cock going flaccid and leaking cum onto the girl's pajama bottoms. I look down at the bright red baby hole steel peaking out from the girl on the floor. Striations flow away from the still dilated hole, and her own cream and my seed smear the folds around it liberally. I glance lower and witness her fully erect clit, dehooded and bare.
Well... she DID at least enjoy it
I think to myself guiltily. I can't help myself and I reach a hand out to gently cup her right cheek, and I firmly grasp it, enjoying the firmness under my fingers. I feel her quiver under my grip as I take the other cheek as well and slowly, lightly, pull them apart. I watch the girl's hole part, and another final stream of cum leaks out to plop to the concrete floor, expanding the puddle there already. I hear the girl gasp, and give a low moan of desire. She shakes again, shivering and I swiftly release her, sitting back on my heels. I pull the sweatpants around my ankles up over my hips and then take my flaccid cock in one hand and lift it up, tucking it away. The girl on the floor stirs, and looks back over he shoulder at me. The finger marks around her pale neck seem red and angry to me, and I expect to see a look of hatred in those eyes. Instead, her cheeks are streaked with tears, and her mouth in a firm flat line. But... beneath that I can see the hunger, there. The clouded sense of fulfillment, like this is what she came for, but couldn't bring herself to do.
Lily stays curled on the floor, looking up at you. Her heart races, and her skin prickles with need. She knows she wants more, but also knows she should hate you. She shifts her legs together and works herself to her feet with effort. She avoids the puddle that is evidence of her seeding, and winces, feeling the mess between her thighs. Swiftly she reaches down and pulls her now thoroughly soiled pajama bottoms and panties up over her hips, and sucks in a sharp breath as the mass of cloth rubs against her stretched mound. She clears her throat looking away and speaks quietly, "T-that was... Incredible." She manages, her voice cracking. "Can we never speak of this again?" She asks, looking up at you as you tower over her, hoping you agree. Hoping you will walk away. Leave her alone. A tiny part of her whispers in her ear, a flicker of a dark hope,
maybe he won't
I take a few steps forward, positioning myself inside of the girls personal space. Lily backs away slowly and I pursue her until her back thumps against he wall. I loom forward and lightly brush my hand against her cheek. Swiftly cupping the back of her head I pull her forward into a kiss, and I bury her under my affections. She squirms and twists, trying to get loose from my hand, but after a few seconds she melts against my mouth and begins kissing me back. I keep going until I hear her breathing growing rapid and short, and then slide my hand between her tightly clenched thighs. She resists, but my fingers slip between them easily and I move my hand upward. I enjoy the feeling of the soaked fabric, knowing exactly where that fluid came from. I feel her tense as I roughly grind my fingertips up into her slit through her pajama bottoms, all the while continuing to mirror her kisses. I feel her groan in pain and pleasure together and suddenly grow week in the knees. If it was from an orgasm, or submission to the pain, I don't know nor care. I release her as she slumps to the floor panting hard. Her eyes stab up at me clouded with a daze, but still hot like brands. I let out my most arrogant chuckle and say, "Never talk about what?" as snidely as I possibly can. Then I turn, and waltz into the darkness, not looking back. Lily watches me go until a turn hides me in the shadows.
What the fuck did I just get myself INTO?
she thinks to herself.
Lily remains pressed against the wall, trembling and reeling from the encounter. She brings a hand to her mouth, covering her lips as if to hide the memory of his kiss... Her Kisses back. Her heart pounds erratically in her chest and she forces herself upright, and slips the few feet down the corridor to her apartment 313. Once inside, she rushes quickly to the bathroom, ignoring the possibility of waking her parents. She strips completely tossing he cum and juice soaked clothing into a pile in the corner, and climbs into the shower. She turns the water on as hot as she can stand and scrubs frantically at her skin, desperate to rid herself of any trace of him. She ignores the strain she feels inside.
He's still in me. Still inside. Made me into His shape
she thinks nonsensically but works the washcloth over her raw cunt. She scrubs and scrubs trying to remove the sensation of his hands pressing her down, touching her, filling her, pleasing her, but the memory remains. Until finally the water runs cold. Shutting it off she pulls in a big bath towel and dries herself.
She exits the tub and wads the soiled clothing up into the big towel. Still naked she slips into the kitchen and shoves the whole bundle into the wash and sets it to clean. Then she returns to her room, dazed, but somewhat amazed that her folks aren't awake, and curls into bed, wrapping herself in blankets and trying to forget the events of the night.
why did I respond to his texts?
she groans.
But his cock tasted so GOOD. And getting him to squirt into my mouth, it... it was so satisfying. He was like my plaything
she admits to herself, and clenches tighter into a ball under her covers as she remembers how fast he turned the tables on her. He was so much bigger, stronger, in control. She cannot deny the heat that burns within her. Every touch, every word, every action plays over and over in her mind. She tosses and turns, unsure of what to think or feel. All she knows is that she craves more, yet fears the consequences. This isn't supposed to be who she is; strong, independent Lily, reduced to such wanton need. She scoops up her phone, ready to block the number he used... then she freezes in the act. Her thumb hovers over the button to cut off all future contact.
Do it. Just... Just DO IT
She tells herself. Then with a whine of admission she stuffs the phone up under her pillow and collapses to sleep.
Morning arrives, and so does Lily's father. He knocks on her door, calling her name. She answers groggily, her voice rough and tired. She makes a quick check of her appearance in the mirror, scrubbing her cheeks and eyes to rub away the sleep. The redness from the crying just looks like normal bedhead, and she returns to the door opening it to find him holding a coffee carrier. Breakfast sandwiches and orange juice. They chat idly as she eats, and he talks about getting ready for high school next year, after the summer. She shrugs pretending everything is normal. At some point he mentions seeing a text from someone named 'SexyBeast' with a raised eyebrow. She blushes and explains it was just a joke name for a friend. A stupid friend. Nothing more. He laughs good naturedly and ruffles her hair commenting offhandedly, "Yeah I remember being teenager too." and then stands up to leave with the empty drink carrier and breakfast sandwich wrappers. When he leaves she grabs her phone and thumbs over to the contact she nearly deleted last night.
"Hey." is all it says. She feels a sinking sensation, and then gets angry at herself.
What more was I expecting? What a location and time. Orders like I'm supposed to follow like a good little pet?
She chides herself, denying the truth she just laid out. She debates internally, feeling the ache that remains between her legs even now. She shudders feeling his weight pressing her down once again, the sensation of powerlessness. Then to her shame she types back, "Hey." In my room I glance over at my phone as it buzzes with a reply. I contemplate the sense of relief that she hasn't blocked me. "About that thing we're never going to talk about ever again...." I start lamely before erasing it and starting simpler. "I slept really hard and deep last night. How'd you sleep?"
Lily takes a long moment to type, considering her words carefully. Finally she sends, "Pretty bad. I'm all sore this morning. I guess it was due to a dream I had... It was intense. Really 'long and hard'." She trails off, wondering if he caught the double entendre. It felt dirty even just typing it. "Didn't mean to ignore you yesterday. I know we were gonna meet up at 313, but things just didn't work out." She adds hastily, praying he catches on.
I read the messages as they come in. Lily is completely denying our little meeting last night, in no uncertain terms.
Alright
I think to myself.
Since you left it open...
I prepare a text back. "Well there's always today? Maybe we could just hang out a little bit. Doesn't have to be anything DEEP. Maybe just a little mouth work. Some conversation?" Lily reads my reply in her room, swallowing the last of her breakfast sandwich. As the food passes out of her mouth thoughts of another kind of meat against her tongue play back in her mind. She licks her lips, remembering the taste, and the power she felt wrapped around my cock. "Maybe.... But I only really have time JUST to chat. That dream really knocked me out. I can barely stand this morning. I'm afraid if I have another night light that, my parents would get worried the next day." She replies. I pull up the archive of images in my phone and queue one up to send to her. The image comes through on the other end, and a wide puddle maybe four or five inches across of a clear milky white fluid pooling on a bare concrete floor comes through. Lily's eyes widen in shock as she realizes the evidence left behind. "Don't worry. I made sure to clean up after you left. It's fine. We can just talk. When are you free?" I reassure her and agree to something less intense today.
Lily hesitates, feeling the warmth spread through her core. She doesn't want to admit it, but she likes the idea of talking to him. Of having him near. Even if its just small talk. She agrees to a time later in the afternoon when her parents are gone shopping. she reconfirms that it is "313" and the time. Then starts preparing for the day ahead. She has classes online ones, but they'll be easy enough to handle. She spends the rest of the day thinking of nothing else but him coming back. Nervous anticipation fills her belly as the clock crawls by. Eventually her parent return home from work and she meets them in the living area, acting relaxed and happy. All three chat about their day, movies, TV, school work, and then they bid her to "take care" and "not let anyone in" and head out to have dinner together. As they leave, Lily listens to the sound of the keys locking the deadbolt and waits, heart pounding in the silence. She fishes out her phone and rechecks the agreed upon meeting time.
15 more minutes
she changes into a skirt and a tank top, trying to relieve the pressure on the ache between her legs. She heads into the bathroom washing her face repeatedly and stopping to stare at herself in the mirror.
You can do this
I slip into a tight pair of pants, aware of how it makes the bulge of my cock stand out, and a tight shirt. I stop to look into my mirror to observe how it fits my form, tightly, emphasizing my lack of body fat.
I think she'll like it?
I think to myself as I slip a loose hoodie on over it, that hangs down over my thighs covering my crotch. "That should do," I say to myself as I check the time on my phone again.
It will take about five minutes to walk over there. I don't wanna be late, but I shouldn't be early either.
I mull it over and just decide to be early, and not worry about what signal it sends. I flip my phone open and send a text ahead to Lily. "I'm coming," and tuck it away as I ease my bedroom door open and slowly creep down the hall to the living room. hoping that no one will notice me slip out. Dad is busy watching TV, not paying any attention, and Mom is up in her room probably using the PC. I slide out the front door without any sign I've been seen, and slowly walk down the halls towards room 313, and the girl waiting for me.
Lily glances at her phone and sees your message. Takes a steadying breath and puts it aside. She checks the time and walks to the window, peering out nervously. Sees a shadow crossing the corridors in the distance, unhurried and aloof. The thin form resolves into you and Lily takes the moment to appreciate how good your legs look, thin and lithe, as they flash under your oversized hoodie. She waits until you're just a could doors away and scrambles to the door. You approach and she cracks the door slightly, stepping out into the dim hallway holding onto the knob behind her back. "Hi..." she offers softly, her voice quiet, softly echoing in the empty hall.
"Hey..." I shoot back, trying to act uninterested and cool. I lift my hood up and give my hair a casual toss. "I'm glad you were waiting for me. Are we gonna do this out in the hall again, or...?" I trail off as I see Lily blushing bright red in the dim of the hall. "Ah, it'd be totally weird to just stand in the hall and char, right? My Mom and Dad are gonna be out for a while. Wanna come inside?" She says, leaning forward while holding the door handle and twisting back and forth. I give her a sly smile. "Come inside? I thought I already did that." I tease her, and she winces slightly, and forces an awkward laugh at my bad joke. I sigh, running a hand through my hair and shake my head. "Sorry about that. Yeah sure, let's go inside." I admit defeat and capitulate to her suggestion. Lily pops the door open and slips inside, holding the door for me and gesturing to the large green couch in the middle of the living room. "Uh, why don't you have a seat, and I'll be right there." She says and I nod, walking into the unfamiliar room, through the darkness and settle onto the large couch.
It's comfy
I note internally, as I watch Lily shut the front door behind us, and flip a series of locks.
Lily follows suit, sitting beside you and turning sideways, facing you. She leans into the couch, propping herself up on an elbow. Her small breasts press tightly against her tank top, making a tent, and she clears her throat glancing down. "So um.. Whatcha wanna talk about?" She asks quietly, unable to keep the desire from her tone as she feels the fabric of the couch pressing against her panties. The angry heat between her legs is a strong reminder of what happened last time she let her guard down. Lily bites her lip unable to make eye contact and firmly tells herself it's not going to happen again.
I sigh and lean back against the couch, spreading my arms along the back of it, conveniently position one arm behind the girl perched on the edge of the couch besides me nervously chewing her lip. "Well... why don't you tell me why you put your number up on that stall? Things kinda went a little wild last time, but it's what you wanted right?" I ask not looking at Lily, and staring at the ceiling. I feel her shift on the couch beside me, and glance over as she shifts. She's clearly uncomfortable as she rubs her thighs together, sneaking glances at me from the corner of her eye. But mustering her will she takes a deep breath and answers.
"I uhm... yeah. Like... I was just gonna flirt and stuff, but I just couldn't say no to that cock. It looked so delicious," She pauses glancing to my lap, imagining my cock hard and ready, even though I'm still limp she can't tell because it's hidden by my hoodie. She swallows loudly and clears her throat. "Last time got outta hand. Was hot though. But it wasn't meant to happen again. One time deal." She tries to maintain her resolve, but her gaze drops to where your fingers brush against her shoulder. It's like you're inviting her to scooch closer. Your skin is soft and pale, and she imagines those same digits sliding lower, wrapping around her, and pulling her in. Her nipples peak harder against the cotton. "Weird, huh? Guess I really didn't think ahead when I left my number. I just got horny and hoped whoever read it would be cute. It was more exciting, the idea of leaving it, than the reality." She manages weakly, knowing full well what's going to come next.
I sigh and nod and then turn my head to catch her eyes as she sneaks another glance. she freezes unable to look away. Holding the gaze I reach down and grab the bottom of my hoodie and pull it smoothly up over my head in one motion revealing my tight pants and form fitting shirt. I toss the thick top to the ground by the couch and remain holding her eyes. "Well then... you know what comes next, don't you?" I glance down, and Lily follows my eyes. They brush against the obvious bulge in my pants, and bounce back up to my eyes again. I watch the tiny girl swallow nervously. "D-do... I have to?" She asks, already slipping a hand between her thighs. I remain quiet as she slips her fingers up the inner part of her thigh. Her breathing deepens as she finds hot ready flesh waiting for her touch. The sharp reminder of the loss of her maidenhead snaps back at her as she starts to rub but she ignores the pain egging her body on, pressing into her libido. "I-I guess. I guess... I have to..." She mutters and I softly correct her. "You WANT to." she repeats my words, "I want to." And reaches the hand not gently rubbing her crotch over to my pants.
With a trembling hand she runs her fingers over the obvious bulge. She feels as it gives under her fingers, still soft and waiting. She grips and makes a few pumping motions as she continues to rub, ignoring her own discomfort, "Like this?" She says, looking up at me. I nod approvingly and her strokes become more eager, more forceful. She pulls free her second hand, slick with juices that now paint her underpants and reaches up to undo the button and zipper. She pulls the top of my pants open, palming my cock through the fabric. It springs out eagerly, thick and pulsing beneath her palm. She gasps as it throbs in the dim light, more shadow than anything. She strokes it roughly, memories flooding back of the first time in the bathroom stall. The first time she'd ever seen real cock, let alone touched it. Memory flashes of the last time we were together. Being pushed down, held despite her refusal, the forceful entry, the pleasure, the pain mixing with ecstasy. She closes her eyes and leans over my lap, taking control of my length. Moaning lowly she begins to stroke faster, wanting more than just a few moments of release. Almost begging for it. Feeling the cum building she looks up at you, pleading silently asking for permission.
Meeting her eyes, and feeling the depth of want within them, I silently nod, and free my arm from the back of the couch. Lily stiffens as she feels my palm rest against the back of her head, as I apply subtle pressure. She resists being moved, memories of the loss of her virginity popping into her mind, but as she pumps her hand faster and faster, feeling my cock swelling in her grip she relaxes. She lets go as I coax her forward towards my waiting head. She opens her mouth and lets out a low moan of need as she takes me inside. Gently I guide her motions with my hand on the back of her head. She stumbles into a rhythm as she bobs forward and down onto my cock. The head fills her mouth almost totally as she forces herself to take it deep. Her work on the shaft is ill tempo and rough, displaying her lack of experience once again. "Shhhhh... relax." I coo at her as I press the second one against her forehead and smoothly assume full control of her motions. She resists again, but I grip more firmly, not allowing her to move at all holding myself filling her throat. She looks up at me with tears beginning to fill her eyes. She coughs and tries to pull back, and I allow it giving her room to breath. My face grows stormy and firm and I can see Lily wilt under the pressure. She silently consents and I nod once again. "Relax your jaw, don't let your teeth touch it. Yes, like that. You can use your tongue as a barrier over the lower ones if you're having trouble. Just like that. Good Girl, Lily." I slowly instruct her in the technique I've seen on countless pornography videos, and firmly manipulate her body with my grip.
Lily whimpers and obeys, letting her jaw drop open wider. She sucks gently, feeling his length stretch her throat. She uses her tongue as he suggests and focuses on the taste. His salty precum mixes with her saliva and she swirls it around, enjoying the flavor.
I love the taste of man on my tongue.
She shivers with pleasure. She pushes deeper and learns to match his guidance, suckling and slurping loudly. As he guides her deep she swallows around his shaft gulping down precum and spit, the muscles flexing around him pleasingly. He groans encouragingly and she works harder, taking more of him in each time. Soon she's able to fit almost half of his length easily, loving the way it fills her mouth and presses into her throat. She doesn't gag as she takes him deep, and feels a sense of dizzy pride. Her other hand returns to her clit, finding it fully erect and pressing against her panties. She gently places a pair of fingertips against her underpants directly on top and slowly begins making circles around it. Memories of last time filler her mind as she loses touch with the reality on the couch. Sam pumps her mouth effortlessly, not pressing deeper than she can handle, but speeding up steady and sure. She remembers being stretched, violated, restrained, filled. Lily remembers her wall contracting around his invasion when he forced her climax and she buzzes with need. She keeps sucking, wanting more.
Unable to focus she barely registers the sounds he makes suddenly. "Fffffuck!" the word bounces off her ears as he pulls back, resting the head of his cock against her tongue. She feels his vessel buck inside of her, and a gush of hot salty fluid blasts into her mouth. The taste, an physical reminder of his pleasure, is more than she can bare and she swallow reflexively. Rope after rope of seed pumps into her over and over and she does nothing but swallow faster, panting hard. Her fingers speed up as she grinds her underwear. The folds of her cunny protest as they rub against her chafing underwear, reminding her of their pain, but she is beyond feeling it. As the last trickle of cum slips inside her mouth she sucks hard to pull it into the throat and swallow, she feels herself finally give in and cum.
Lily collapses backwards, panting heavily, her lips sticky and wet. She licks her lips, tasting him and smiles lazily. A finger traces the line of cum on her upper lip before she drags it into her mouth, savoring the taste. She leans against you, her hand slowing on her clit. Her eyes flutter closed as she recovers from the intense feelings. "That was... amazing," she whispers, unsure if she should continue. Her fingers stop moving against her clothed sex and she turns to meet your eyes. Hers are darkened and heavy, pupils dilated. "But I shouldn't have said yes. We agreed only once, remember?" She questions, testing you.
I groan
Leaning over I drape an arm into her lap. "I don't remember agreeing to anything. This," I press my fingers hard against her crotch through her skirt, and panties, "Is MINE as far as I'm concerned....." Lily lets out a tight grunt of pain and pleasure blending as she feels my fingers pressing hers down. "But... I did agree to just a little mouth work. Unless.....?" I draw her in and begin kissing her. I feel her pulse racing. Under my fingers she begins rubbing again, groaning in pain and pleasure mixed. My hand over hers I guide her fingers to rub faster as I draw her deeper into my kisses. My cock slowly goes soft, slumping against her chest as I push her hand faster and faster. I can see her nipples standing erect and stiff under her tank top and pull back from a kiss to lean down. I take one into my mouth, sucking on it hard through the fabric of her shirt. Lily tosses her head back and lets out a whimper. I gently place my teeth onto the other nipple and bite oh so gently on the tightness there. She tries to pull her hand free from under mine as I force her to continue rubbing, but she lacks force. She can't escape. I alternate between drawing her down into more kisses and biting and rubbing her nipples, all the while trapping her hand under mine, rubbing her faster and faster. Seconds tick by and finally I feel her tense and quiver under my fingers. "Oh my God," I hear her mutter just as her eyes roll back and she begins to twitch hard. She jerks once, twice, a third time and goes limp as she cums.
Lily falls back, panting heavily, her face red and sweaty. She looks up at you, eyes wide and glazed over. "Wow... I never knew it could feel like that," she admits, voice hoarse. Her hands find yours and intertwine, lacing fingers together. She leans into you, seeking comfort or something else entirely. "Thank you," she mumbles, unsure how to express herself.
I let Lily hold my hand for long slow minutes, listening to her rapid breathing as it gradually slows and becomes level once again. I let her soak in my strong masculine presence and give time for her mind to go over the experience once again. I will dictate what is going to happen every time we are together. I decide if she is allowed pleasure. I will only stop when I decide to stop. Lily reflects on this and the realization of how MUCH she wants this, enjoys this, and growing need for this to happen again grows inside of her. I just watch enjoying the sight of her mostly naked body, spattered with sweat and juices. I lightly wipe the tiny speck of cum from her chin and smile at her.
Lily blinks and looks down at the small spot of semen on your thumb, surprised to realize it's there. She looks up to you, seeing the satisfaction on your face and feels a warmth spread through her belly. She licks her lips, remembering the taste. "What happens now?" She asks quietly, her voice barely above a whisper.
I offer the end of my thumb with the dot of cum on it and Lily leans forward wrapping her lips around my digit. I feel her tongue wrap around my thumb as she pulls the semen off of it and swallows hungrily. "Now?" I echo her question with an amused tone. "How about we go see a movie? Right now. We'll be leave before your parents come back home. How about it? Don't tell me you haven't thought about playing just a little bit in a crowded theater. All those people around who might look over and see." I tease her illustrating a scenario I'm sure she's had in her head before. I watch her body reacting even as Lily remains silent considering the suggestion. Her nipples tighten up slightly and her breathing accelerates as the idea plays out in her mind.
But sneak out of the house when mom and dad aren't home? Dare I?
she thinks to herself as she considers. The taste of my cum on her lips is intoxicating, not to mention the entire encounter only moments before. "Just now voracious is this girl going to be?" I silently consider as I watch her debate.
Lily chews on her lower lip, thinking quickly. She glances around the empty living room, imagining the thrill of getting caught. Of course she has fantasized about it, but actually doing it seems different. Then again, she trusts you completely. "Okay," she agrees finally, pulling her legs up to stand beside you. Swiftly Lily pulls her shirt back on, and hauls up the panties you so casually removed. She slips into her shows and turns to watch as you tuck your cock back into your pats. She enjoys the sight of it even though it's gone soft and enjoys watching as you slip your hoodie back over the tight shirt hugging your chest. Together you both creep back to the door, careful not to make any noise. Outside you watch as the girl fishes a key out of her pocket and snaps the lock in the door behind you. You pull out your phone and check the times, and things look like they'll line up. "Come on, if we hurry we can catch the 235 to broadway and be there on time." You hike a thumb and then start jogging. "Hey WAIT!" you hear Lily shout even as the sounds of her own rapid footfalls echo to catch up with you.
Not slowing, you tear down the corridors jogging at a steady pace, and to your surprise Lily catches up. You turn to eye her ass clenching in time as she dashes ahead of you. "Slow poke!" she whispers back at you as she runs ahead. You can't help but remember the tight feeling of that body as it gripped the head and shaft of your cock. "Unf," you let out an involuntary groan as you increase your pace to catch up. Exiting out of the complex you both run a block and a half to the stop for the 235 JUST as you see it pull around the corner. It grinds to a stop and a bleary eyed bus driver looks you both over. I whip out my wallet and slip two ones into the slot, one for each of us, and the driver hikes a thumb over his shoulder. He waits as you and Lily slowly make your way into the back of the bus. I slide into the corner, blocked from the view of the driver by the seat in front of me. The rest of the bus is totally empty and to my surprise Lily slides into my lap shooting me a devilish look spoiled only a little bit by the blush of embarrassment that paints her cheeks. "Most comfy seat on the bus," She assures me. I feel her firm ass press itself firmly onto my lap, feeling the tight flesh slip onto either side of my cock is very intense. I slide my fingers into Lily's hands, one in each and grip my hands intertwining with hers. As the bus driver releases the break I feel out bodies lurch forward together, causing the hot ass on my cock to slide forward. Against my better judgement I feel myself slowly hardening. It takes a few seconds, as lily leans to the side and back with the motions of the bus, but I reach full erection quickly, and Lily looks up at me smiling widely as she feels it pressing back against her sex through her panties.
Lily gasps as she feels you grow harder, pressing against her, her eyes meeting yours. They dance with excitement and anticipation as she knows wonders where this is heading. She pulls her arms around herself, causing your entwined hands to wrap around her closely. "There's no one else on the bus... We're completely alone here," she says quietly, knowing exactly what she wants. Her lips brush against your neck as she stretches up, leaving a trail of kisses along your skin. Your scent invades her senses and she closes her eyes, trying to ignore the world outside. The bus ride continues and soon enough she finds herself squirming against you, her body growing hot with need. Her slit quickly soaks through her panties and you can feel the heat of her flesh pressing against your cock, needing release. Her thighs part ever so slightly, offering access to her aching center. "Please," She whispers looking up at you. You slide a hand still gripping hers onto her thigh, playfully rubbing it up and down. "Don't tease me. Make it yours again. I need it," Lily blushes hard as she plies words she hops will trigger a response from you.
I look out the window trying to judge how long we have, and then my eyes dart around the empty bus. The driver can't see us at all and with a grin, I haul her hand towards the crease between her thighs. "Why would I need to make what's mine already, mine Again?" I whisper to her as I press Lily's fingers against herself. I slide my hand free and press against the back of her hand firmly pushing her fingers into the wet heat below. "Rub. Now." I utter a terse command, and then cross Lily's other arm, held fast in my other hand, across her body, and cross my own arm atop it the to the other side. I press her hard and fast against my body, as I slowly begin leveraging my hips forward against her. Lily lets out a light moan, suppressed so as to remain unheard, but nods as my arms wrap her. "Yes, Daddy," she replies and begins working her fingers in small circles. Her poor pussy already rubbed into orgasm twice before tonight answers the new assault quickly. I press forward into her folds from below, my member withheld by clothe, but the mass and heat of it parts her lips easily. She lets out a gasp and rubs faster. My arms around her hold her firmly in place so each bump of the bus, or swerve, causes a new added pressure into her. She rubs harder, bucking her hips unconsciously as she rocks against me. I don't allow her much room but she imitates sex diligently and feels her edge approaching.
Lily feels herself building, her walls closing in on another orgasm. She begs without sound, hoping it won't betray them. Each thrust sends shock waves through her core and she opens wider, begging to take in your length. Suddenly the bus stops and she nearly comes apart. The doors open and passengers board, forcing you both to sit upright. Lily slides into the seat beside you, and you both let go of one another's hands. The gaggle of teens roll into the bus and sit in the middle, not too far ahead of you, talking with each other loudly. You shoot Lily an apologetic look and give her hand a squeeze. She shudders trying to bring herself under control and presses her free hand down into the seat beside her. She swiftly wipes her own juices off of her fingertips and swallows loudly. The two of you spend the rest of the ride in silence, trying not to think about what just happened, and the kids get off of the bus a few stops later. Finally after another five minutes the bus reaches the theater. You disembark, and Lily follows close behind, holding your hand.
You walk the girl to the front kiosk and select a movie she wants to see buying two tickets. You both enter and slip into the theater near the back and sit side by side, her leg pressed against your hip.. The room is mostly empty, with one or two in the middle. No one bothers to look around as the lights drop down low and the booming music starts. You glance at the clock and know you have plenty of time. Turning sideways you grab her by the hip and haul her into your lap. She gives a tiny squeek at the unexpected motion, but slides into lap, over your thighs easily. Hastily you reach down and unzip your pants, and taking the queue Lily hauls her panties down over her legs. You grab her hips and lift her, placing yourself at her opening. With one swift motion you enter her fully, hitting her cervix. She yelps loudly, and then places both hands over her mouth looking around frantically. No one even bats an eye as the sound of the previews drown it out easily. Smiling she reaches up and places her hands onto your shoulders. You hold her hips firmly as she adjusts, feeling your cock slide deeper and deeper until it has filled her completely. Your hands move to her breasts and pinch her nipples alternately as you let her have her head. She uses her grip on your shoulders to lift herself up, and grind and slam herself down onto your lap, fucking herself roughly. She drools and writhes against you, unable to contain the intensity. She speeds up faster and faster as you work her breasts harder. She keeps eye contact losing the restraint to try and hide her sounds within the film. She goes faster, harder, deeper, body aching with need so denied on the bus earlier.
Lily loses track of the movie, lost in the feel of your cock driving deep into her. She meets your gaze and sees hunger reflected back, matching her own. Her hips meet yours perfectly, riding you hard and fast. A thin line of saliva drips from the corner of her mouth as she focuses on your touch. She feels herself coming closer, her muscles tensing and contracting around you. Just as suddenly she collapses, her body shaking violently. Her eyes roll back and she throws her head back, letting out a quiet cry. You keep pounding into her, feeling her walls pulsing around you. Sweat breaks out on her forehead and her grip loosens on your shoulders. You continue driving into her harder and faster, seeking your own release. She writhes with the intensity her face scrunching up into agony for a few seconds it takes for you to finally reach climax. She grunts heavily as she feels your seed unleashed within her. She manages to regain composure and slides off of your lap, slumping back into the chair beside your, panting heavily. She looks around, mortified, as she feels the semen flooding out from within her but everyone is engrossed in the screen. After a moment passes she relaxes, gathering her discarded panties up into a fist, and leans into you, enjoying the memory of your cock ramming into her.
Lily lets the sounds and pulsing light of the movie on the screen wash over her in a daze
I smile and gently reach over to smooth her hair. She makes a quiet happy noise nuzzling into my shoulder. "That felt incredible," She whispers loudly, voice barely audible over the sound of the film. "You sure I didn't hurt you? I got kinda rough at the end there," I ask feeling the flames of my lust dying down to a low burn. Lily wriggles in the seat happily, feeling her slit as it rubs seed onto the cushion below her. "Nooooooo... I actually wish you'd gone harder," she replies sinking her teeth into my arm playfully. "I've always dreamed about getting raped in the movies like this. Pounded until I scream and everyone hears me. hehehe," she finishes with a shy giggle. I lean over and kiss the top of her head.
Lily Lang: "Well next time we should do it somewhere more private then," I reply laughing nervously. You laugh and agree, squeezing her hand. Soon enough the credits role and the pair of you exit the the theater, walking side by side once more heading to the stop on the other side of the road. This time the 235 stops with in a few minutes and it's surprisingly crowded. The two of you board it and squeeze into the back. Looking down you watch as her skirt flutters in the air, briefly lifting up to show a bear hip. No one else is paying attention but Lily looks up at you, catching your eye and grins. The ride to the stop passes quickly, but the whole time Lily slips her hand under the edge of your coat and begins stroking your cock through your pant leg. It doesn't take much to keep you rock hard, even after filling her in the theater. She smirks at you when you shift uncomfortably and simply leans forward, adjusting her grip to keep her palm stroking steadily. You see your stop coming and reach over to call for a stop and she laughs as you stand freeing yourself from her touch. Obvious to you, though still obscured, your erection throbs inside of your pant leg.
"Come on," I reach out and snatch her hand as she starts to stand up. I haul her to her feet and quickly shuffle past the other passengers and out the door into the night. We stand together, our breaths misting in the air, looking around in the street lamp light darkness. Lily smirks at me again and asks, "You ready to go again?" and looks at the thick length of my cock extending down my thigh. "I don't know if we should... you gotta sneak back in and who knows when your parents will be up?" I hesitate. "Come on.... I've only barely had a taste of you. I know you want it." She replies taking the hem of her skirt in her hands. She slowly hoists it up revealing her cum slathered slit, still red and raw from the stretching I'd given it earlier in the theater. I decide to test her resolve. I fish out my phone and swipe it to start recording. Lily hesitates as she watches me frame her up in the stark light. "Alright... I'll consider it. State your name, your age, and ask me to fuck you. Consider this a test of your nerve," I smirk at her recording her explicit stance, pussy in full view.
Lily adjusts her stance, spacing her feet further apart and thrusting her hips forward so her lips part with a wet sound, never breaking eye contact with you. "My name is Lily Lang, I am fifteen years old, please fuck me," she says boldly. Her heart races as she can't believe the words coming out of her mouth. She swallows as she waits eyes locked onto yours, waiting for your answer.
I begin unfastening my pants slowly with one hand, the other holding the phone steady as I continue to record
"Not enough, Miss Lang. You can do better. Beg me more honestly." I order her teasingly. She bites her lip, embarrassment warring clearly on her face with her pulsing libido. Her eyes dart down as I unzip my pants slowly and she swallows loudly before opening her mouth to reply. "Y-yes, sir. I... I.... I need it. Your cock. Please, please fuck me." She mutters in a bare whisper, looking away and flushing bright red. Her gaze snaps back as I work my pants down over my hips, letting it slip to the concrete sidewalk, fat cock swinging free and twitching softly. "More." I urge her, taking it into my free hand and slowly beginning to work the shaft up and down.
Lily Lang: "P-please, sir..." she whimpers, steeling herself. "Fuck me. Take me now!" She demands, throwing caution to the wind. Her cheeks are scarlet and her eyes pleading as they lock onto yours. You step forward, aligning your tip with her entrance. She spreads her legs wide, showing off her wetness eagerly. "Do it!" She commands, her tone demanding yet trembling. You push forward, seating yourself in her tight heat. She hisses as you fill her, bottoming out and grasping your shoulders. "Oh god yes! Fill me up!" She groans, arching into you. You begin a slow rhythm, giving her everything she craves while she struggles to stay balanced body rising up onto the tips of her toes. The cold air chills her nipples, making them perky beneath her bulky shirt. You slip your hand up under the bottom of the sweatshirt, and playfully cup them. Your fingers clamp down lightly rolling them between your thumbs and forefingers. She meets your eyes, seeing nothing but desire mirrored back. You pick up the pace, slamming into her roughly. She loses control and instinctively matches you, your bodies moving in perfect sync. Moans escape her lips as sweat forms on her brow.
I adjust my phone easily as I pump my hips into her smoothly, making sure our contact is captured rendering her into just a hole being filled.
Her flesh stretches and strains red and wet, clearly over used and aching, but the pleasure of contact outweighs the pain she endures. "M-more. More. Sir... MORE. I need it harder." She pants between thrusts. I feel her nipples rock hard under my free hand as I dart back and forth between her breasts and she gives a cute little shudder as I pinch and pull harder on each side. I make not effort at gentleness, pulling on them with greater and greater abandon. She smiles with a dazed expression and groans as I pick up the pace. Each thrust lifts her from flat feet to tips of her toes as she manages to stay upright with difficulty. "Brace yourself, Toy," I croon, "I'm almost ready to fill up that little baby box once again. Are you ready?" I ask dropping my voice as low as I can, trying to keep it disguised in the recording.
Lily Lang: "Yes, oh god yes," she moans, reaching down to brace herself. Her hands find their way to your hips and she takes a hard almost frantic grip. "Fill me up, I'm ready," she gasps, meeting your thrusts by pulling hard when you reach full extension. You drive into her, claiming every inch, and hot wet squelches fill the night air. Your hard cock presses deeply into her, past her limits, and stretch out her inexperienced cunt with each full bodied thrust. She grinds down onto your lap, desperate for completion, feeling her womb press to the side. You hit her sweet spot and she shudders, her weight falling onto you, hands tightening arms rigid. You support her, plunging deeper and harder. Her eyes roll back into her head as she comes undone, mouth wide in a silent scream and breath misting into the cold night. You follow suit within a few more thrusts, pouring your hot seed into her, feeling her walls milking your cock. She holds you tighter than ever, her entire body quaking. You nearly collapse, knees locking as you support both her body weight and your own, chest heaving as you come down from your high.
You pull out slowly, making certain to capture the slow withdrawl on your phone. It seems to take forever as the length of your cock slowly exits her distended hole; but, finally it pops out, letting a sudden gush of semen and juices flood free. It splatters to the pavement wetly, sound swallows by the night, and you pan down to capture it as it pools in a small puddle. Then shaking your head to clear it from the high you cut the recording and stuff the phone into your pocket. Lily lets out a harsh breath and you feel her hands unclasp from your hips. She wobbles slightly, looking up at you with glazed eyes. "Wowzers," she mumbles, her world spinning. "We really did that," she states quietly, realizing the implications. "I..... I can't believe I did that. Holy shit." she mutters to herself as she looks around down the empty expanse of sidewalk in both directions. The light from the streetlamp overhead making stark shadows on her face. You help her stand straight, cock slick with sex swaying as it rapidly deflates, and she looks around, blushing furiously. "Let's go. I should be in bed, before Mom and Dad get home," she admits. She turns and dashes a few steps towards the apartments you both live in before pausing. "Um... You're gonna text me again, right?" She asks over her shoulder.
You look at her retreating form and nod, knowing what she means. "Of course, princess. Like I'm gonna pass up stretching you into my shape," you say casually.. She flashes you a shy smile, with a buried not of triumph hidden in her expression, and continues on her way towards the stairs. Watching her disappear up into the shadows, you casually stuff your juice smeared cock into your jeans and zip up again.
You make your way up a different set of stairs and arrive at your apartment. You fish out your keys and let yourself in and look around. Mom is still out on her night shift and you breathe a sigh of relief once you determine the apartment is still vacant. You head into the bathroom and swiftly undress, and shower away the stink of sex, making sure to clean your cock off thoroughly. The slickness of Lily's juices are surprisingly stubborn to come free, but you clean up in not too long. You pause to inspect your stubble, and make a quick shave to remove it all, adjusting yourself as you do so, holding your balls aside as you scrape every trace off of your body. At the same time, Lily sneaks up to her own apartment and retrieves the key from under the welcome mat.
She unlocks the door silently and carefully replaces the key before very slowly opening the door. She glances around before tiptoeing inside and closing it behind her. She holds her breath, frozen at the doorway and praying to hear no sound, for a slow count of 30. No sounds arrive to her ears and she smiles in relief and makes her way through the living room to the hall, and repeats the slow careful act of opening another door leading to the bathroom. She flicks on the light and begins to strip. Lily winces hard as the motions of removing her sweatshirt and bra stretch her already over used muscles. She places a hand onto her abdomen trying to steady herself as she feels the raw strained muscles within her cunt protesting their ill treatment. At the same time she smiles remembering the brazen acts she invited onto herself to cause the sensations.
I can't believe I did all that. Well... enticed HIM to do all that to me.
She thinks to herself chuckling softly. Still cautious she pulls down a wash cloth and runs the hot water over it.
Lily is unwilling to risk a shower, and potentially wake up Mom and Dad, but feels the strong urge to clean up all the evidence clinging to her body. She runs the wet clothe over her body, cleansing her limbs and torso. She grunts in pain as she bends and twists, returning the cloth to the sink over and over to rinse clean the sweat and juices. Then looking down at her crotch she bites her lip and gently slides the soft cloth between her legs. She groans softly in the back of her throat as the cloth reignites the pain radiating from that area. She returns the cloth to the sink over and over again as she returns to her aching folds gently scrubbing them to remove the remnants of semen and her own juices. "Oh fuck...." she breaths out as the pain is undercut by arousal once again.
Is this how it's supposed to be? Am I normal?
She thinks to herself silently as she scrubs until every last speck is gone. Then, gathering up her pile of sweat soaked clothes, she turns the light off once more and eases into the hall. She heads to her own bedroom, not even breathing as she passes her parent's bedroom, and drops the full bundle off in the hamper on the way. Finally as she closes the door to her room behind her, she sighs in relief, tension bleeding out of her.
Lily collapses into her bed, exhausted and spent. Her mind reels with the events of the evening, and her body thrums with energy. Sleep finds her eventually, dreams of him invading her thoughts. His cock pushing deep into her, his rough hands grabbing her ass and hips guiding her movements. In her sleep she moves against an imaginary partner, seeking release once more. As morning approaches she awakes, her first thought is of him. Her second is of school and her third is shame. She buries her face into her pillow, hoping no one noticed her condition or knew of her actions. Yet, excitement wells up within her belly at the memory of their tryst. She rises and dresses for school, ignoring the soreness between her legs. Her hair is tousled and her face pale, hiding any signs of passionate lovemaking. She heads into the kitchen scooping up a plate of toast and eggs Mom has left for her breakfast and leaves without speaking to anyone else, heading to catch the bus alone. On the ride she texts you shyly "Hey."
My phone buzzes as I am walking down the road towards my High School. I glace at the message and see it's from the anonymous number I defaced in the stall that one morning. I smirk to myself as I glance at a streetlamp, remembering the last bold stroke the girl played on me. I swipe the text message open and reply back, "Hey. You sleep good?" I'm about 20 minutes into the 30 minute walk to school, and already I can see some of my schoolmates on the sidewalk in the distance. But I pay them no mind as I wait for your reply.
Lily types quickly, "No. Not really. Too much on my mind. How about you?" She hopes you understand, wanting more than anything to spill her secrets to someone who knows. She sends it and watches the bus stop approach. A group of giggling girls board and she shrinks into her seat, avoiding their notice. They chat loudly about boys and movies, oblivious to her presence. She tries to focus on the window, watching the scenery change outside. Soon enough the bus stops and she follows the crowd off, hurrying to class. She enters late, pretending to tie her shoes and gets to her desk. Throughout the day she keeps checking her phone, waiting for your response. Afternoon classes drag on and she grows anxious. Finally after lunch she sees your message. "Same here. Busy day today. I don't think I can get away tonight." I explain, slipping my phone back into my pocket. I usually have plenty of free time since most of my friends graduated last year but my senior project is eating up my day. Lily hesitates only a moment before typing back, "No cap?" she sulks into the bench at the lunch table surrounded by students but feeling totally alone.
I take another bit of my sandwich and reply
"Yeah, fr. Sorry. But.... I could let you relive the night a bit. If you wanted?" I text her back feeling annoyed at the school work keeping me from breaking her in further, but knowing I can't just drop everything right away. Such a sudden shift would only draw attention. Lily sulks, shoving aside her lunch tray still half full, her appatite going dead. "Yeah.... I guess. What do you mean?" She texts back. I smirk, glancing left and right to make sure no one is watching and queue up a picture taken last night. I send it to her. Lily feels her jaw go slack and eyebrows raise as far as they'll go once the image loads in. It's her, body framed hard by stark lamplight, skirt lifted, fully aroused clit barely visible unhooded and clear atop glisteningly slick folds. Her face is flushed accenting pale skin, and lips curved into a vacant smile. Memories of our last encounter flash through her mind as she frantically swipes the text application closed.
Lily blushes brightly, heart racing and thighs trembling. She forces herself to calm, taking a deep breath. This isn't new, she tells herself. He's done this before. And yet the sight of her own body, spread like that, drives her crazy. She remembers how he pushed her, enticed her, dragged her farther and farther into embracing her own arousal. The feeling of the fabric of her skirt in her fingers as she lifted it high, the crunch of concrete as she spread her feet thrusting her hips forward to make it obvious in the night. Lily darts glances around and huddles blocking her phone from sight and rapidly saves the picture and then deletes it from the text history. She types back, "What do you want me to do?" Her palms are sweaty now and she sets the phone on the table, hiding it from view. "Just tell me if you liked it. Or didn't. I remember what it was like.... IN you. But you don't know what it LOOKED like." I type back, finishing my food. I know I gotta wrap things up soon, but I can't resist teasing her. Lily chews her lower lip nervously, thinking of last night. Of how she begged for more. Her fingers dance across the screen, unsure of what to write. "It was amazing..." she starts then deletes it, starting again. "Incredible..." Stops again. "Unforgettable..." "It was ok." She settles on, sending it. Nervousness blooms in her chest and she scoops up her carton of milk and drinks it completely waiting for a reply.
I bus my own tray to one of the big trash cans, slamming it on the edge to dislodge all the remaining food. Then I stack it onto the growing pile of trays and head off to a corner of the lunch room. I pull out my phone and read the reply of "It was ok," And frown. "Oh. I thought.... it was... you know. Better than that?" I text back, going into my film roll to find pictures of Lily to choose from. Lily chews her lip waiting for me to reply and munches on some corn bread without appetite, calling herself stupid in her own thoughts over and over again. She reads my words and sinks in on herself, regretting that she wasn't able to convey how much it impacted her. "Oh yeah. It was awesome. But I'm really sore now, lol," She replies. I read her reply and choose out a picture from when we met up in the bathroom the first time. I carefully crop the image so her head isn't in frame anymore and send it to her. A fully body image, mostly clothed but with her squatting down, legs spread wide, cunt on full display engorged and slick.
Lily gasps audibly and covers her mouth, heat rising in her neck and cheeks. That's her, captured in the act of exposing herself willingly. She hadn't seen it before. She had forgotten the intensity of those moments, how badly he was corrupting her. The pleasure and need driving her to fill his every taunt and order. She stares at the photo, memories crashing over her and reading the text again. "Awesome?" She whispers to herself, shocked. "Well... Yeah. It was." She remembers the encounter from that picture. The feel of his cock on her tongue. Her first time sucking a real cock. She remembers pressing herself past her limits to take him, and the surge of cum into her throat. She swallows loudly, saving the picture again, and deleting it from the message history. "Fuck... You sure you can't make it free tonight?" She writes back, unable to hide her desire.
I glance up at the clock seeing there's only five minutes of lunch left
"Sorry, Lily. I can't. School, you know." I text in reply. "But... maybe you should sneak off to the bathroom and put those pictures to good use ;)." I stuff my phone away and start walking to my next class. Lily shudders as she reads my messages and strongly considers doing as I suggest, before jerking upright at the sound of the bell. She lets out a shout, scooping up her backpack and pressing into the mass of students making their way out of the lunch room, half eaten tray of school lunch left behind on the table. No more time left to think about the twin aches between her legs.
All afternoon Lily's mind wanders to the images sent and the promise made. She works hard to keep up with teachers and homework, distracted by the thought of using them. When finally dismissal comes she practically bolts from the building, running to the safety of her apartment. Once inside she locks the door and sprints to the bathroom where she strips off her coat and skirt immediately, throwing her uniform into the corner. She goes straight to the mirror and examines herself, tracing her finger along the bruises on her inner thigh and hips caused when he took her roughly. She takes a deep breath and opens the saved photos, studying each in turn. One of her bent over the sink, her eyes rolled back in ecstasy. Another of her spread on the cold tile, her pussy dripping. Each brings a wave of remembered pleasure and anticipation. She steps closer to the mirror and parts her legs, eyeing the slick folds. Without further ado she lifts her shirt and bra, revealing her tight pink nipples to the glass. She leans over awkwardly and blows cool air over them, moaning slightly at the contrast as her skin pebbles up. Finally she kneels, getting onto all fours on the fluffy rug, and pushes her shorts and panties down, exposing her plump pussy to the reflection. With one hand she spreads her labia and presses one finger deep, finding her g-spot easily. Lily bites her lip as her hole protests angrily at the invasion but her banter and the pictures he sent have ignited her lust once again.
In her mind's eye Lily sees herself kneeling on the ground beneath me. Her mental camera pulling back to show my bigger body mounting her like a dog. She presses her fingers in deeper as her fantasy scenario plays out, my cock stretching her open as I press into her. "aaaahhhhhhh," She lets out a strangled exultation into the rug under her face, pushing her finger deeper. Lily begins pumping her digit into herself roughly, trying to vent all her pent up arousal from school today, letting the fantasy play out in her mind.
After several long strokes she pulls her finger free, leaving a trail of slick leaking down her bruised thigh. unable to find release she sighs with dissatisfaction and flushes the toilet and stands, leaning heavily on the vanity. Looking at her messy self in the mirror she wonders why she's drawn to such acts. Why she wants more of him. Tears prickle her eyes as she studies her reddened face and swollen eyes. She sniffs and splashes water on her face, rubbing it in circles. and slips into the shower. She scrubs herself clean, avoiding the space between her legs and quickly towels off. Scooping up her clothes Lily slides on her undies and steps into the hall, arms full. She looks as the voice of her mom calls from the office room in the back. "Honey, is that you?"
She sighs and then heads towards her room, dumping the load of clothes into the hamper. "Yeah mom. I'm home," She replies opening her bedroom. "Ok Lil'. Dinner is in a couple hours. Do some homework until then?" Her mother replies sounding distracted.
She's probably doing some OnlyFans stuff again
Lily thinks to herself rolling her eyes. "Yeah, ok Mom. I got a few things to work on. What's for dinner?" She replies standing half naked at the threshold to her bedroom. "Mac and Cheese, and salad. Don't worry hun, I'll get you when it's ready. Love you." Her mom answers and Lily steps into her room, shutting the door. Inside she chucks her backpack onto her bed and walks to the dresser to pick out an outfit to wear.
As she changes she debates telling her mom about the situation. About the guy she meets online, and the danger she puts herself in. But also the thrills she finds. She can't help but grind against her thigh, imagining him behind her, filling her. The dull pain of her thighs replicates the feel of his big hands on her. She sighs and chooses a loose top with one of her favorite band's logos on it and jeans, not caring if they fit too closely. She grabs her phone and scrolls through the apps, stopping on the chat log with him. Reading their exchange, she groans softly and throws herself onto her bed. Unable to concentrate on anything but him.
Ultimately she dismisses the desire to just come clean to her mom and admit everything. Part of her clutches this new sexual awakening tightly in a desperate hold, unwilling to share or let it go in anyway. She reads their previous conversations again, groaning in memories, before finally shoving her phone under a pillow and sitting up. She stands and crosses over to her desk, hauling her backpack with her. "I did say I had homework to do. Stupid school work." She grumps before pulling out a math text book and getting to work.
Hours later Lily finishes her homework, having lost track of time in numbers and formulas. She yawns and checks the clock, seven pm already. "DINNER'S ALMOST DONE!," She hears her mom calling to her. Grabbing her phone she slips on earbuds and turns on music, and heads into the kitchen. She sets it down on the table as she pulls clean plates out of the cupboard. Her mom smiles as Lily sets down a pair of plates onto the table, looking up from her laptop. Lily nods and smiles back as she fetches cutlery and places them neatly on the table as well.. She peeks into the oven to check the mac and cheese watching it bubble in the electric light. Her mouth watering despite her lack of hunger she glances at the timer with less than a minute on it. Finally it's done and she serves two bowls, adds salad to plates. Setting one back in front of her mom she sits and waits for the other to speak. Her mom seems absorbed in something else and doesn't even look up as she types rapidly on her laptop, leaving Lily to eat virtually alone. She digs in slowly, forcing down the rich food while listening to the music. Eventually her mom taps her arm, causing her to look up and remove her earbuds "So, any plans tonight?" Lily almost drops her fork. "Uh..no. Just homework. Why?" She asks casually, sipping her from her glass of water.