The New Girl - Sex Stories

The New Girl

... because I want you. Lucy stared at me, studying me for a long moment. The longer she stared, the more scared I became. Had I been wrong, did I just blow everything? Then Lucy smiled. "You want me to what, suck you nipples, caress your beautiful breasts, eat what I am sure is your sweet, delicious pussy, or all of the above?" she asked, with a knowing grin. "That sounds like a wonderful idea, Lucy. But how... how did you know?" I asked her. Lucy smiled, I had been right. But the answer to my question would have to wait. Lucy got up from her chair and came around to stand behind me. "Let's go back to my place," she breathed huskily into my ear as she leaned over my shoulder. Then she kissed me softly on the neck. I instantly got wet. I don't remember too much of the drive back to Lucy's place. My head was swimming in the idea of what was about to happen. Plus Lucy kept me perilously distracted by caressing my thigh and teasing me with her fingertips as I drove us back to her place as quickly as I dared. Somehow, we made it back to her place and went inside. We got into the elevator and as after she pushed the button to her floor she moved behind me. Reaching around me, she grabbed my breasts firmly, hefting them and nibbling on my earlobe. "I'm really looking forward to this. I am so fucking wet right now. Are you wet too, baby? Is that sweet pussy wet for me?" she asked in a low, lustful tone. If she only knew! I had soaked through my panties before we ever left the coffee ...

... shop. Now I could practically feel my pussy juices running down my legs, and I was certain my dress was soaked as well as my panties. As soon as we got in the apartment and she had shut the door, she whirled around and pinned me against the wall. She held me there against the wall of her apartment entry and kissed me with a crushing, take control kind of kiss that took my breath away and made my knees wobbly. With a free hand, she reached between my legs and cupped my dripping wet sex. "Oooh, you are wet! Good girl!" she said, smirking. I gasped at her words and as I did, Lucy shoved her pink tongue into my partially open mouth. I began sucking on it as if it was a tiny cock. As I sucked on the tongue exploring my mouth, Lucy took the opportunity to slowly unbutton my blouse, pulling it from my skirt. She unbuttoned the small white buttons one at a time, each one eliciting a moan from me as my lust fires grew. With my blouse fully unbuttoned now, Lucy reached under the edges and peeled it open, reaching up and pushing my blouse off my shoulders allowing it to fall to the ground. She paused, looking at my breasts encased in a lacy white half-cup bra. Lucy stepped in again, this time putting her arms around my waist as she unzipped my skirt, and pushing it down over my hips. She watched as my skirt fell into a pile around my feet. I stood there dressed only in my lace bra, expensive nylons, and garter belt. "You look so beautiful," Lucy said. I blushed a bit - this was all so new ...