Duncan & Lily Ch. 02

A work of fiction of an adult nature. 18+ please.

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There was a leather Chesterfield chair in Duncan's studio apartment. With her legs slung over one of the rolled arms, Lily read a book from his collection. It was a dusty paperback copy of Albert Camus' The Fall.

She kept the book open, but her mind wandered to the day's events. Last night wasn't simply a one-night stand. Perhaps the time both Lily and Duncan had invested in observing the other from afar was responsible for the chemistry they felt. Whatever the cause, their day was filled with an intimacy and comfort usually witnessed in couples that had built their relationship over a longer period.

"Are you coming to bed yet?"

Lily's response came from behind the book. "I told you, if you ask for me to come, I will take longer to do so. Now if you don't stop squirming over there, the handcuffs are going to leave marks on your wrists."

Her thoughts went to how she had started the previous day.

Lily stepped onto her balcony and wrapped herself up in an oversized cardigan. The air was brisk and the sunlight was beginning to warm her building. She looked toward the café to see if the writer was at his table.

"Too early, " Lily thought. A gust of wind blew her hair across her face. It was time to make breakfast.

Lily halved an avocado and dropped a medium sized egg where the pit used to be. She placed it in the oven and poured some juice to drink.

While waiting for her egg to fully cook, Lily sat at her table and opened her laptop. She scrolled through images from the previous evening. Mostly they depicted the activity of a hot new dance club. Lately, most of her assignments were of a social nature. She dragged a selection of files to a new folder and emailed them to her boss. A handful of other pictures were posted on her blog with a corresponding tweet.

She was anxious to get an assignment that put her in a different part of the world. "At least I'm getting paid to take pictures," she thought.

The morning passed by with little incident. Lily kept an eye on the clock of her laptop, as it was common for the writer to show up at the café shortly after lunchtime. She had watched him work from the same table for some time. He had wavy brown hair; long on top, with shaved sides. Over the past couple of weeks, his scruff had turned into a shaggy beard that she imagined would tickle her inner thighs.

The buzzer drew Lily's attention. She closed her computer and walked over from her dining table.

"Who is it?"

"It's me, Chuck. I have an assignment that you're going to like."

She pressed the button to open the door downstairs for her editor. He didn't usually make house calls, so Lily was quite curious what would motivate him to make the trip to her place this afternoon.

She cracked the door open and walked over to the balcony to check the café. The writer had arrived and was putting pencils and an orange spiral notebook on the table. His face was obscured and before she could see him, Chuck was entering the apartment with a polite knock on the door as it opened. Lily walked back inside to meet him.

"Hey Chuck, do you want a drink? Coffee, water - I think I have some ginger ale, if you want."

"No, that's okay. I just had some on the way over here. May I sit down?"

"Is the table okay?" she offered, trying to draw attention away from the messy couch.

"Sure. This won't take long."

Chuck sat down.

"Okay, so we've been working on this daytripper series for the magazine. Basically, it covers about ten destinations that are all about two hours away from downtown. Debbie has planned this trip beautifully and I'm sure it's going to be a big hit.

Well, I had lunch last week with a few of the corporate guys and they want to extend the project to all of their publications. Not just in the Midwest, either. They want this to go all the way to the west coast, San Francisco, Portland and Seattle for example.

Now the bigger markets are running a little tighter with personnel, as many of their best photographers also work for the AP and other news organizations."

Lily was getting excited. This was sounding like a pitch to travel the country with her camera.

"I know you're getting a bit bored and covering gallery openings and other social engagements. Frankly, I think you're overqualified for those assignments anyway. You should know that the higher-ups are on the same page. I pitched sending you to each city and doing all the camera work. You'd be shooting some video, too, which I know you enjoy. They loved the idea, as it would give all the pieces a cohesive look.

We were expecting our ten city tour to be about a month on the road, so with eight other magazines, you're looking at probably nine months of travel. Are you up to being gone for that long?

"Oh god yes!" Lily was completely unable to hide her enthusiasm.

The editor smiled. "I told you this would be an assignment you would like. It's settled then. Debbie has an itinerary plotted out for the first leg. Monday morning, head into the office and we'll meet and discuss the details of this project. Hopefully, corporate will have decided where you'll go next by Monday, too."

Chuck stood up from the chair.

"I hope to get you two on the road by mid-week. So, enjoy your weekend. Don't worry about the social circuit. I'll put Greg on your assignments so you can get prepped for the trip."

Lily felt compelled to hug her editor, so she did.

"Thank you so much! I won't let you down," she said with her arms still wrapped around him.

"I know you won't."

Lily released him from the embrace and walked Chuck over to the door.

"What time should I be there on Monday?"

"Let's say 10am."

"Great, I'll see you then."

Once Chuck had left, Lily made several excited calls to friends and family. She would need to have someone check the mail and keep an eye on her place while she was away.

When she ran out of people to call, Lily found herself on the balcony peering down at the café. Nine months was going to be a long time to be away. What if this writer stopped drinking coffee before she returned? She didn't want to risk never meeting him. With time running out on that opportunity, she decided that it was time to head to the café and meet this guy.

She peeked over the book to see his naked and wanting body spread out on the bed. Duncan was clearly admiring her see-through baby doll that flaunted her ample cleavage. A black garter belt, lace panties and stockings finished the look. When Lily rubbed her legs together, she could see a twitch in his cock.

She had been teasing him for nearly an hour. This was payback for the extra time he took the previous night when she had asked to be restrained. During the day, Lily had made a trip to her apartment for the outfit, two sets of handcuffs and a surprise he wasn't yet expecting.

Her body shifted to sit as the chair intended, but kept her right leg up on the armrest. The poker face kept Duncan from realizing exactly how excited she was, and she thought maybe it was time to give him a sample.

Lily's fingers traced the lines of her breasts, just barely touching her alabaster skin. She smirked as his excitement trickled down his shaft. This was working better than expected.

She pulled the baby doll down, allowing the breasts to be exposed. He twitched again. She teased her erect nipples at first before cupping her silky smooth chest firmly. Duncan twitched, and Lily could feel her juices beginning to soak her panties. She bit her lip and her free hand found its way down to her pussy. She slowly and gently stroked her lips on the outside. Her breathing picked up. Lily released her breast so that she could use one hand to pull the now dripping panties to the side.

She continued to tease the outside of her pussy, watching Duncan's reaction. It was a turn on to see the beads of pre-cum on his swollen cock, just before they slid down the shaft - always with a twitch. He was going nuts over there.

Her eyes were closed when the first finger glided inside. "Mmmm." The sensation was beginning to take over, so she pulled her hand out.

When her eyes opened, they fixed on Duncan. She kept a gaze with him, as she tasted her own juices. "It's so good. Don't you wish you could try this?"

"Fuck yes."

Now it was to show him that other surprise. Lily pulled a purple g-spot vibrator from in between her left leg and the couch's arm.

"Oh god..." he exclaimed as the vibe clicked on.

"Maybe I'll tease your cock with this in a minute. First, I have something I want you to watch."

With one hand she dipped her fingers inside and spread her wetness around. Then with a slow motion, the toy slid into her pussy and she let out a gasp.

The handcuffs made clanging noises on the headboard as he let her know that he wanted to play, too.

Lily shook her head from left to right before closing her eyes. She directed the vibrator, knowing just what spots to hit and how to hit them. Her free hand continued to massage her lips and tease her clit.

Duncan's dick was turning a deep purple color. Without so much as a touch, he was close to orgasm. He chewed on the inside of his cheek to calm himself.

Lily moaned heavily. Her toes curled and she came quickly with an intensity that Duncan had only seen in videos. From the chair he felt the squirting orgasm hit his legs.

"Aaaaahhhhh," she breathed out deeply. Her whole body eased back into the chair and she turned off the toy. A few moments passed before she stood up and walked over to him. She put the vibe to his lips, and let him taste her creaminess. Lily bent down and kissed him.

While their tongues twisted around each other, she switched the vibrator back on and placed it at the tip of his cock. It twitched away and he let out a deep moan. Lily smiled and pecked his forehead, and cheeks. She placed gentle kisses down his chest, working her way down to his dick. "My turn to taste," she said.

Her finger swirled the pre-cum around his throbbing head. She licked it while staring him in the eyes. Lily placed her left hand on the base of his shaft before she took him in her mouth. The vibrator was still on and with it touching his thigh, made him twitch while inside her.

"Gahhhhhhhh..."

Lily's tongue went up and down the shaft tickling him just below the tip. She gave the head a wet peck with her full lips. Smiling, she backed her face away from his cock and placed the vibrator at his tip. With her left hand she kept the two in contact.

Now Duncan was doing the deep breathing. His legs went straight like wooden beams, so Lily angled the cock toward his chest with the vibrator.

"I want you to cum."

"But..."

She squeezed her hand at the base.

"Cum." This was a command and he couldn't contain himself any longer. His jizz shot out onto his chest, pooling just below his pecks. She switched off the vibrator and swirled her fingers in his cum.

He breathed out heavily. "Are you going to take of the handcuffs yet?"

"No. You should get comfortable. I'm not done with you quite yet."

Lily thought of the amazing night she had last night as she walked back from her apartment. It was nice to have supplies for the next morning, as she was surely staying over at Duncan's again this evening.

It wasn't just the sex that stuck out either. The two had energy together that she had not felt before. In between remembering his bold fingers at the bar or his ravenous mouth, her mind went to the café.

Lily was proud of herself for impulsively venturing across the street to meet him yesterday afternoon. She couldn't help but smile as she walked down. The pair had laughed discussing their shared feelings of desire across the distance that separated them.

Back inside his apartment building, she felt the need to knock, even though he was expecting her return.

"Hey, come on in," he greeted her. "You didn't have to knock."

"I didn't want to presume. Wow, something smells wonderful."

"Thank you. I made some flatbread pizzas. It's one of the recipes I picked up at this small restaurant I worked at a few years ago. You don't have a problem with goat cheese, do you?"

"No, not at all."

"Would you like some wine? I picked up some malbec to go with dinner."

"Yes, please."

Lily surveyed the place as he fetched her glass of wine. He cleaned up while she was gone. The bed was made and candles were lit throughout the place. On the balcony a small table was set. She wasn't expecting the amount of romance from Duncan. It made her swoon just a little. Maybe this would be more than a weekend affair.

She stopped herself from thinking that way, as she knew that their time together would be short lived.

"Here you go."

"Thank you," she replied. He looked cute in a button up shirt with a kitchen towel thrown over his shoulder.

"Dinner will be out of the oven any sec..." Duncan was cutoff by the kitchen timer. "There we go. Your timing was perfect. Uh, okay, if you want to head out to the balcony I will bring the food to the table."

Lily wore a black and white polka dot dress with stockings. It was a good choice with the brisk night air. She set her glass of wine down on the table and looked out onto the city.

"Your food is served."

Lily looked down at the beautiful plate of food and then back at Duncan. "Thank you," she said as she put her arms around his shoulders and kissed him.

Duncan's chest was still sticky with his own cum when Lily straddled him. He had dosed off waiting for the second round and her warm body now pressing down on his brought him to full consciousness with a jerk. The sound of metal on metal reminded him that he was still cuffed to the bed.

Lily was dressed as she had been before, with one exception. Her panties were now lying on the floor beside his bed.

"Hey," she said sweetly.

"Hey," he replied.

"I debated on a couple of ways to wake you up. Would he like a blowjob, or a hand job? Then I remembered you wanted a taste of me earlier. Obviously, you can't come to me, so I decided to sit on your face. How does that sound?"

"Yes please."

"Good boy," Lily responded before placing her wet pussy on his wanting lips. She held the headboard to steady herself as she rocked back and forth on his mouth. His tongue felt welcome pressed against her lips. He stayed still at first, letting her work him to suit her needs. Lily moaned as the tip of his tongue lightly dipped into her.

Reaching back, Lily pulled out her Polaroid camera. The same one she used that first night at the bar. She arched forward so she could get a picture of his hungry mouth devouring her body.

"Do you like that?"

Duncan nodded his head in an up and down motion. "Aaah," she responded.

She let go of the headboard and her hips slowed slightly as she took hold of his head and gently pulled his hair. He began moving his tongue more independent of her grinding, making certain to go deeper inside when he could.

"Oh,yes. Fuck that feels good."

Her legs began clamping on to the sides of his head, cutting off his ability to hear her moans. Duncan didn't care. He was content to bask in her scent, taste and the feel the stockings on his face. Fortunately, she gave him opportunities to breath, too.

Lily was firmly pulling his hair and grinding on his face at a slower pace. She was in charge and made certain that Duncan knew. She moved deliberately back and forth, giving his tongue ample time to explore her pussy. She stopped moving when her clit was in his mouth. He sucked ever so gently, with delicate flicks of his tongue.

Fearing that she would rip out his hair, Lily moved her hands back to the headboard. It leaned toward her and the entire bed creaked as she came on top of him.

"Yeeesssss..." she breathed. "Good boy. Very good boy."

Lily scooted her body downward and leaned in for a kiss. Duncan tasted of her juices and what was intended as a peck turned into several moments of passionate kissing. Lily came up for air when she heard the clanging of the handcuffs.

"Easy, you're going to hurt yourself if you keep that up. I know you want to take over, baby, but trust me, you're going to enjoy this next part."

She turned around and put her pussy back into his face and took him into her mouth again.

"Ooohhh..." he moaned. "You were right."

His hot breath on her pussy felt exhilarating. The foreplay ended that moment and she quickly moved farther down his legs until she could feel his swollen cock filling her up.

The studio apartment was echoing with the sounds of their passion. The bed frame squeaked beneath their sweaty bodies. The headboard bumped into the wall, always rattling the handcuffs keeping Duncan still.

Lily flipped around to once again be face to face with her lover. She slid down onto his cock and held him motionless. Her breathing was heavy and her hair was now falling around her face.

Duncan craned his neck to kiss her. Once their lips were locked, Lily resumed moving her hips up and down.

She leaned back and took a moment to remove the baby doll. She caressed her breasts for Duncan to see. She bit her lip and then went forward, placing her left nipple in between his lips. He eagerly suckled on it until she pulled it away.

Lily swooped her hair back with her left hand before squeezing her chest with her own hand.

The next wave was coming along and she was ready to explode. Both of her hands clawed at his chest as her legs and body gushed in ecstasy.

"OH GOD FUCK!" she screamed.

Duncan's face was flush and she could sense that he was close, so she continued to fuck him, but slower now. She moved slightly, pushing the shaft deeper inside.

"Fuck, don't stop," he moaned.

Lily began to speed up slightly. Duncan's legs straightened.

"Mmmmm..."

"Do you like that?"

A labored "yes" passed his lips. He closed his eyes and pushed his neck upward again.

"Kiss me," he demanded.

She leaned down and their lips met. The kiss was electric. He came inside her as she bit down on his lower lip. She rocked back and forth one last time, slower than ever and squeezed her legs together.

Lily moved forward onto Duncan's torso, lying down in a sweet embrace. His cum dripped from inside her and onto his belly.

"I made you all dirty. I guess we'll just have to shower together now."