Behind Closed Doors Ch. 08

Chapter 8 of a story about Lucy and her father's friend. I'm not a native speaker.

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Lucy quickly retracted her hand from under the covers when Keith walked into the bedroom.

"Hey, sweetheart," Keith smiled at seeing the beauty laying under the bedcovers. "Is it okay if I slip into bed with you?"

"Yes, of course, there's plenty of space left," Lucy answered, and to encourage him she moved aside to offer him the middle of the bed. "Is it not too early for you to go to bed?"

"I would rather lay awake in bed next to you than sit downstairs all by myself," Keith chuckled. He took off his clothes and saw she quickly gazed down at his semi-hard penis.

"C'mere girl and warm me up with that hot body of yours," he moaned deeply as he lay down in bed naked and pushed her closer to him.

Lucy's smooth leg moved over his as she snuggled up against him. Her hand rested on his arm, the muscles and hair leaving no doubt she was with a grown man.

"Do you love me?" Lucy asked, shyly burying her head into his chest.

"With every beat of my heart," Keith answered truthfully.

"How about those girls you regularly meet?" She held her breath, dreading the answer. Deep down she knew she started to love being the center of this man's world.

Keith shook his head while his eyes stared at her with an intensity she had never received from another man. "They're whores. A hole for my dick," Keith answered matter-of-factly, without any sense of embarrassment.

Lucy blushed, knowing how much he liked to have sex. She snuggled up to Keith even closer and then playfully punched him in the stomach. "You're hard!"

Keith stifled a laugh as his lips curved in a malicious smile.

"Are you ever not in the mood?" Lucy sighed accusingly as her hand went under the covers and started touching his hard chest and felt Keith's heart beating rapidly.

"Lucy..." he breathed, studying her eyes intently before he continued. "I have tried for years, but you've blossomed into such a stunning beauty. One I will not find anywhere else. All the times I came over to see your Dad you were there, prancing around in your PJs, giving me a goodnight kiss... Hmm... the feeling of falling in love so unknown to me I figured I was into young girls... thought the taboo of lusting after my best friend's daughter gave me a kick. But then it became more than sexual desire, hmm yeah, I started wondering what it would be like to have you as my wife."

Lucy cast her eyes down, both from his words and the way he wolfishly gazed at her. She did not want to ponder his words and their meaning, but instead lowered her hand until her fingertips brushed his wild pubic hair. "I'm only doing this because I know you can't sleep with a hard-on," she whispered defensively and then clamped her hand tightly around his erection, squeezing it to check its firmness and springiness. Keith stifled a moan as he felt her little fingers holding his hard cock of her own volition.

With her free hand, Lucy lowered the covers until she could see the throbbing erection of the man she was in bed with. "You're so hard," she panted, confused that she was this worked up over seeing his naked body and feeling the heat of his cock glow into her palm. It impressed her that a confident, older man like him got so excited just from laying next to her.

Keith stroked her long blonde hair affectionately, happily submitting himself to her for the moment. Lucy felt an aroused tingling sensation in her belly traveling down below. She did not know why but she longed for the mature man. She was wet and in heat, yet too timid to act upon it. She gasped with hot excitement when she heard a heavy moan escaping Keith's lips the moment she started to jerk him off.

The look on his face was of a happy man. She managed to smile, but inwardly she was furious at seeing Keith smile back and at herself for doing this. His handsome smile infuriated her. And yet she felt helpless. She was in his bedroom. In his domain. With his erection in her hand.

"You're such a sweetheart," Keith whispered, obsessed with lust and desire for her.

Feeling genuine happiness upon hearing those words, Lucy kissed him. With no one else left, she wanted to make sure she wouldn't lose him too. His hands reaching, groping, his hot skin quivering with lust, she knew Keith yearned to be touched. He had eaten her pussy and in return she removed the covers all the way from his body, looking one more time at the swollen member and the veins swelling with lust.

Keith panted and held his breath as his large hands squeezed her full, feminine hips possessively. "Lucy..." he wooed. He swallowed but was rendered speechless by her beauty and innocence.

Lucy stepped out of bed and undressed until she was naked. Keith's eyes gave away the great interest he had in the blonde. She crawled into bed on her feet and hands but was stopped when she was only halfway. The cock of her father's friend suddenly loomed large in front of her face.

"I wouldn't be surprised if you never wanted to lay eyes on me again," Keith whispered, knowing exactly what she wanted to hear.

However, unknown to himself, his eyes had a kindness and intensity that warmed Lucy's heart. The friendly smile on his face seemed caring and almost loving, clearly showing how delighted he was to have her in his bed. Lucy felt like she was the only person in the world Keith was paying attention to. She couldn't help but like being needed this way. Nobody had ever needed her the way Keith did.

Heat coursed through her and she felt the tears of bitterness, joy and sadness stinging her eyes when Keith held up his cock, just mere inches removed from her parted lips. She looked up at his face as his free hand stroked back her long hair. His honey-brown eyes were staring right back at hers, dark and demanding like he owned her. The world went dark when Lucy closed her eyes and carefully lifted his strong masculine hand from his cock and replaced it with her soft feminine hand. Wrestling with her conscience she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue.

"Yessss... you little thing!" Keith wooed lustfully, watching his throbbing cock, so very hard for the young girl on her knees above him, disappear into her mouth.

The use of her wet, little tongue pleased him immensely, and he looked down in pride when she caved in her cheeks and started sucking. Keith liked putting his tongue into her mouth and cunt, but this he liked the most. This was his drug. He'd become addicted to the little cocksucker. Words failed him and instead, he let his hands do the talking for him. He bobbed her head in his lap, gazing in awed silence at the glisten of saliva on his hard shaft every time Lucy's mouth reached the tip of his swollen penis.

Driven by pure instinct he began bucking up his hips. She'd had her lips around his rod of flesh for mere seconds before he had taken over. Lucy let it happen, feeling a chill run down her spine when two rough hands grabbed her hair so he could thrust into her wet mouth exactly at the pace he wanted. Keith, spurred on by her nails digging into his hairy legs, moaned deeply as his balls swung back and forth. He sighed in pride and joy, knowing other women wouldn't put up with this.

When he began to use her mouth with force, Lucy held it open as wide as she could, afraid to scrape him with her teeth and focused herself on breathing through her nose. Every time his cockhead bumped against the opening of her throat she steadied herself on his belly, convinced that he wanted her throat too.

Keith, however, slowed down to a leisurely pace, not concentrating on Lucy's sucking and licking, but instead feasting his eyes on the sexy blonde's adorable face. She looked even better with his cock pumping in and out of her mouth. The girl held her lips wide open and took the mouthfucking in silence, almost as if her mouth existed for this purpose.

Lucy's ears were rewarded with an appreciative moan every time her head came back up and licked around the hot tip of his penis. Keith lifted her chin a little, softly rubbing his thumb over the soft side of her pretty face, completely fascinated by the way she sucked cock. She wasn't just doing it because she thought she had to. The little girl enjoyed giving head to him.

Lucy softly breathed, smelling the odor of Keith and of the hard cock in her mouth that demanded all her attention. She knew it was expected of girls to help their boyfriend reach orgasm, to make them cum. With her eyes being closed, Keith's hand, coarsened by working outside all year round, startled her from her thoughts. His touch was gentle though. She felt his other hand on the palm of her hand, laying next to his body.

All Keith wanted out of life was a sweet girl with a pussy as tight as legally possible, who didn't shy away from slutty acts like the one she was performing on him then. Lucy did so without any form of protest, and he smiled his deeply satisfied smile knowing he had taken all three of her holes.

"I got nothing but adoration for you. You'll make a dutiful wife someday!" Keith grunted. He winked when her bright blue eyes looked up at him. The look of innocence was still there on the face of the petite little thing that stood a little over five feet tall, and it hardened his cock. Lucy felt it on her tongue, and then heard the gasping breath of Keith when her palm accidentally leaned on both his heavy, hairy balls.

In an attempt to avoid the unpleasant taste of man cum Lucy quickly pulled Keith's dick out of her mouth, two sticky strings of cum hitting her nose and cheek.

Keith was not amused and snarled, "put it back in!" His eyebrows lowered and his eyes stared directly at her face, and Lucy knew him well enough to know he was very mad at her. "Put it--" he panted angrily, taking his cock in hand as the next splash of cum hit Lucy's lips. He groaned when she opened them and took his spurting cock inside her hot mouth again. "Please try to understand, little cocksucker..." Keith panted breathlessly, "If you stop now it'd be worse than never having done anything."

As she breathed in, the dripping warm, creamy load tickling her nostrils caused her to pull back, but Keith pushed his cock right back in. He wiped the cum off her nose, looking at it in disgust and then grabbed her long, shiny blonde hair, using it as leverage to force her mouth down on him again and again, pumping her mouth full, meanwhile purposely smearing his cum on her hair.

"Yes, just like that!" Keith panted with an open mouth, happily shooting load after load.

Lucy felt just like a whore as Keith began to bob her head quickly up and down on his hard cock, spurting the last powerful jets of cum before it reduced to weaker, smaller ones. Keith's trembling hands let go of her hair. His cock had pumped out most but it was still fully erect. Keith's heavy moans filled the bedroom, feeling her stay right on the head to milk it all out. It was followed by Lucy audibly swallowing his big load of hot cum.

He panted as her soft lips let go of his cockhead, meanwhile still feeling his cock flexing and throbbing violently as if wanting to cover the cute girl's face with more jizz. Lucy lowered her head onto Keith's chest, tasting him on her tongue and in her throat. She didn't think she could ever get used to Keith's fountain of semen.

Relieved by having blown his load he apologetically smiled at her, knowing he had essentially used the young girl as a cumdump. He pulled the bedcovers over their naked bodies and kissed her to sleep. With his need sucked out of him Keith drifted off in a peaceful sleep.

Not much later Lucy woke up. She felt an unfamiliar desire for a man's body. The hard flesh she felt on her touching fingertips was what she craved in particular. To her surprise, she was soaking wet. She did not understand why but she crawled on top of Keith's tall body, desiring that cock of his that stood up firm and hard.

She grabbed the pulsing cock in her small hand but then hesitated. Her other hand traveled down her belly to her pussy. It was smooth and small compared to the hairy mess and the rigid boner between Keith's legs. Her finger touched her clit... she panted a little and her bosom heaved as she thought back about how Keith had plunged his tongue into her there, and had licked and sucked her clit. He even seemed to have enjoyed that, not at all annoyed by the wetness on his face. Her thoughts drifted further to Keith savagely taking her ass on the dinner table, and the heavy breathing and moans every time he bottomed out. She could still feel the girth and length of his cock in her snug asshole.

Keith pretended to be asleep but he had woken up as soon as her soft, manicured hand started exploring his cock. Getting hard this early in his sleep and after having just cum in her mouth he knew it wasn't a night erection. It was because her body lay partly on top of his. Even in his sleep, his cock demanded her.

Lucy slipped off him, spread her legs, and tentatively ran her fingers over her smooth pussy which was wet and hot with need. When she rammed two fingers inside, her big blue eyes only focused on the big penis next to her. She bit her lip as she fantasized it was that cock that fucked her. Normally, she'd go soft and slowly, but she understood it was not the way of men. Her fingers went in and out faster, meanwhile bucking up her hips like Keith when he fucked her.

Keith's balls tingled when the smell of wet pussy hit his nose. He had so hoped she would lower herself on him, but he didn't mind doing it for her.

"You're horny, sweetie?"

Lucy's mind only registered sensations and lust. As soon as she saw the predatory look in Keith's eyes she knew she was no longer in charge.

"Get the fuck on my cock now," Keith growled, effortlessly landing her body on top of his erection. He moved Lucy up and down a little until his large cock found its way into her hole.

Lucy's conscience was a ticking time bomb, telling her she was betraying her father's trust, and that she shouldn't be in bed with a middle-aged man.

"Now, isn't that comfy?" Keith asked breathlessly.

"W-what's happening to me? I feel like I'm floating," Lucy stammered.

"Ssh, sweetie... you're just feeling a little horny."

But it was more than that. It was almost like she was in a different kind of reality, with odd thoughts and sharpened senses. Keith's hot tongue in her mouth, the sharp salty smell of him, his cock deep within her, and his hairy body underneath her penetrated her bewildered senses. When his hands began to rub her clit and felt up her tits she started to ride him. Keith had become too attached to her, there was no going back anymore. Without her father's care, Lucy began to believe this was her destiny.

A real man doesn't hesitate when he finds the right woman, and Keith was an expert in her opinion. Whenever he sensed she was a little nervous he'd intimidate her. Yearning and horror warred within her young body as she rode his cock and felt the warmth of his body underneath her. Lucy knew that despite her actions her eyes showed her anxiety.

Keith inhaled deeply, sniffing the air of sex, but Lucy knew that of the five senses Keith appreciated vision the most. His expressive eyes danced in amusement as he watched Lucy bounce up and down on his hard cock. She was panting heavily and her heart beat erratically seeing how much joy she gave her Dad's friend.

"Why do you temp me like this?" Keith asked with a look of mock surprise. "Always keeping your pussy smoothly shaven, open and wet for me so I can fuck you."

Lucy felt happy, giddy, flushed, and warm all at once. "Shut up," she panted as she straightened her back, really starting to bounce up and down with her body. Every time the entire length of his shaft plunged into her it was accompanied by a heavy moan from the both of them.

Keith watched her swinging perky tits in absolute delight. She could interrupt his sleep any time if this is what the little, sexy nimf had in mind.

He loved it but he longed to dominate her just as much and put her in her place, that place being right under his cock as she braced herself for his hard thrusts. And yet, this was something special and exciting, to see the young girl lose herself in the sex, a little shy but obviously enjoying riding his rock-hard cock. She'd lost herself in the relationship she had with him. She was here in his house, in his bed, to please him.

And he was right. Lucy craved his attention, the way he stared at her tits and ass like no other man had. She overlooked all the negative indicators that might be warnings not to get involved. She craved the feel-good chemicals in her brain when she had sex with Keith, and couldn't help but love being needed this way. Being seen by a man. Liked by a man. Loved by him at night in his bed. She liked the way he stroked her hair and took care of her in a way her father never was able to. Being around Keith alleviated the emptiness and horrible loneliness she felt. She yearned for all of it, like a drug she could no longer live without. She did not want those happy feelings to go away. She knew she became increasingly preoccupied with and dependent upon Keith, seeing less of her friends and spending most of her time with him but she failed to see the wrong in that.

The only thing Keith desired then was for her not to be shy anymore, and to let him fuck her without any struggle. He wondered what she'd be like in a couple of hours when the effect of what he had given her would wear off.

A lot had happened in her life, and Lucy didn't know any better than for this mood to be a part of her. She had changed and evolved into a young woman, horny and not shy to be with a man. Her pussy was meant for one thing which was to be filled with hard flesh and Keith's eight-inch cock was perfect. She rode his dick for a good five minutes, half amazed Keith let her without interfering. She stared at his face, his rough hands that for once lay there without pinching or feeling her soft skin. His age didn't bother her, and neither did his smug smile.

"Fuck you Keith!" she moaned in anger, scratching his chest in just the right way to make him shiver. Her other hand traveled down, over his stomach to where their bodies became one. "Is this all you can think of? Getting your cock wet with my cunt, yeah? Hmm, you can have it. And your cock better stay hard!" she hissed, the room filling with the sound of their bodies fucking, her little cunt ignoring its tightness, bouncing on his big dick like a whore.

Overwhelmed by the fire in her eyes and her talking about his cock like that, Keith's powerful body involuntarily shook beneath her. Lucy combined all the strength in her small, lithe body and used all of her lightweight to fuck him.

Keith was treated to a wet, squeezing pussy and two hands grabbing his throat. Stunned he felt his cock flex hard and shoot semen... his eyes rolling back while Lucy's pussy lifted up and down on his erection, her screams filling the room. Lucy kept him firmly in place, keeping her squirting, little cunt sealed around Keith's throbbing cock. Her heart skipped as her fingers closed around his neck, seeing the effect she had on Keith, the power she had over him. He just lay there, shaking and moaning vigorously. She felt a mad desire to moan together with him.

They lay there together, recovering in their sweat, while Keith wondered if she had second thoughts. His hand stroked her hair again and again, as if wanting to reward her and let her know she had done well. His eyes were starting to get heavy, and embracing her tight body he dozed off, haunted by vivid dreams of sex.

When he woke up, Lucy had already left. He texted her and was relieved she agreed he would pick her up at school when she was done. When he did she was quiet but Keith didn't want to press her. As long as she allowed his cock in her pussy he was satisfied. The chatting would come naturally.