‘Slut,’ Miles said with a soft laugh. Lucy whimpered as he pulled his fingers out of her… And then she moaned again in anticipation as he loosened the front of his breeches, easily pulling his erection out into the open air.
Determined to find herself a lover, Miss Lucy Randolph decided to make this a summer to remember by seducing her parent’s neighbour, Mr Miles Beaumont… The rakish Mr Beaumont will guide her to heights of depravity and pleasure she had only dreamed about.
Lucy’s Seduction: Chapter 13
[Lucy’s Seduction is a consensual historical BDSM erotica set broadly in a raunchy and apocryphal Edwardian England setting. Lucy’s name is inspired by my love of E.M. Forster’s ‘Room with a view’ and its main character, Lucy Honeychurch. The story is fully fictional and all characters are over 18. Chapter 1 is here]
Lucy moaned in anticipation as Miles loosened the front of his breeches, easily pulling his erection out into the open air.
‘Put your hands on my shoulders,’ he said, and before Lucy realised what was happening, he had actually hoisted her high against the wall. ‘I like your obedience,’ he said in a deep voice, and Lucy moaned with embarrassment. ‘You’ll do everything I tell you when we’re together like this, won’t you, my little whore?’
Lucy whimpered in desperate embarrassment. She realised that she loved how Miles called her a slut and whore — as if these were good things about her.
Her legs had wrapped around him almost instinctively when he hoisted her high — half in need, half in terror that she might fall. Now, his erect shaft was between her legs, somewhere below her, and he was going to push himself into her again.
And she knew that she was going to obey every order he gave her, until he was sated inside her — just like the wanton slut he kept calling him.
She felt herself almost holding her breath as Miles pushed her harder against the wall, holding her up easily.
‘Fuck, you feel good against me,’ he said, lowering his hands to her hips and shifting their bodies against each other. ‘I know you’re ready for me, Lucy. Think of this as my compensation for being polite and keeping your delicious slutty body at arms length all evening.’
It’s my compensation too, Lucy thought to herself, blushing at the thought.
There was a moment of fumbling when she felt him seeking her entrance with his hard erection, sliding himself against her inner thigh, pushing against her wetness. He grunted with pleasure when he found her vulnerable entrance — and then he was pushing himself into her, not taking it easy or slow.
Lucy cried out suddenly as she felt him stretching her, hardly waiting for her to be ready before pushing himself all the way inside her in two or three long thrusts.
He already felt so familiar to her body, she couldn’t believe that the previous night had been the first night they had done this.
‘Damn,’ Miles grunted, his breath hot against her face, his hands hard as he held her up against the wall. ‘I’m going to fuck you hard and fast, darling,’ he gasped. ‘I need to cum, I had to sit there at dinner, fucking watching you for fucking hours. I’ll get you off after.’
Lucy whimpered in some confusion, feeling gratified and overwhelmed at how much he wanted her. Miles pulled himself out briefly, only to slam himself back up into her, and then her world shrank to the feeling of the stone wall against her back, his breath hot on her face, his hands on her hips and his stiff erection thrusting again and again up into her with an eager hunger.
Miles used his hands on Lucy’s hips to hold her down against him, and soon she was crying out in short, uncontrollable gasps as he stabbed himself into her again and again.
The fucking was hot and hard, and she felt overwhelmed at how fast things had moved. She felt criminally wet between her legs, and she could tell from Miles’ hard body holding her and pushing into her again and again that he was enjoying her.
Then he came with a guttural grunt, exploding deep inside her, and Lucy cried out in shock as he gripped her hips tightly, his eyes half shut.
‘Good job,’ he said, his voice thick with his passion, still buried deep inside her. Lucy felt herself blushing again at the commendation for having pleased him. Surely it was wrong of her to feel so eager to please a man this way?
She realised that he was still hard, his dick stiffening again inside her after a very brief moment of relaxation.
‘You’re not done, darling,’ Miles grunted into her ear, then he shoved her harder against the wall with his hips, holding her there and making her gasp with the deeper intrusion into her body.
He slid a hand down between them and his thumb started to stroke the nub of her clit. Lucy trembled, her whole groin weakening, and she cried out in embarrassment. Oh no, she couldn’t cum here — not in a laneway after midnight with a man’s dick inside her.
‘Quiet, Lucy,’ Miles said.
‘Please,’ she whimpered, clutching his shoulders. ‘I can’t… I don’t…’
Her whole body was trembling, shaking, as insane arousal grew in her groin, shivering along her legs and swelling in her belly, stirred into life by Miles’ insistent thumb. She swallowed, shaking her head, trying to move to stop the sensations — but she was pinned too tightly against the wall.
‘Shut up, Lucy,’ Miles grunted, rocking his hips into her, demonstrating how deeply he was buried even as his thumb continued that maddening rubbing circle across and around the nub of her clit. ‘I’m in charge and I want you to cum. End of story.’
‘Ah…’ Lucy whimpered, biting her teeth together desperately to stop herself from screaming.
‘That’s it, darling,’ Miles grunted, grinding himself deep into her with slow circles, his thumb rubbing faster now. ‘You’re a sweet slut. Give in to it, Lucy.’
‘No… Ah…’ Lucy gasped, her body still desperately trying to both escape and lean into the sensations.
She was going to cum, she could feel it, her whole pussy and cunt felt swollen, almost pulsing with need. Even as she shied away from the thought — oh gods, it was far too embarrassing — Miles started to pump himself harder into her, his thumb rubbing her clit furiously.
Lucy wailed, unable to stop the sound, and then she was cumming, her body exploding around Miles’ dick, her whole body shaking and trembling.
‘Heh,’ Miles grunted, still ferociously rubbing her clit, forcing the orgasm to go on as long as possible. Lucy collapsed against him, unable to hold herself up.
‘Get down here,’ he said eventually, letting her down, his cock sliding out of her. She cried out at the sensation, but Miles just manhandled her to face away from him, pushing her ruthlessly down across the old stone bench, and pushing himself deep into her again from behind before she even knew what he was doing.
‘My turn again,’ he grunted as he forced himself against her deep inner wall. ‘Gods, you’re a beautiful slut, Lucy.’
Then he was slamming himself into her, holding her hips up with his hands, as she gasped and moaned, almost unable to keep her legs steady beneath her.
It didn’t take long but it was intense as Miles battered himself into her from behind — then he was cumming again, groaning out loud with deep pleasure.
‘I’m emptying myself into you again, Lucy,’ he said, his voice sounding even deeper than usual in the dark. ‘You’ll sleep with me inside you all night, won’t you, my little whore?’
‘Yes, Miles,’ Lucy whimpered, her whole body shivering with delight at the thought.
After that, Lucy could barely remember walking back to her house or climbing into bed.
Every part of her felt wet and sated.
As she lay in bed, she slid her hand between her legs, marvelling at how wet she still was — she felt a little tender and she shivered all over again at the thought of Miles’ seed settling into her.
She woke before dawn, still unsatisfied, and so she dug out her favourite toys and used them for at least an hour before cumming again, imagining her next encounter with Miles the whole time.
Then she fell asleep again, a deeper sleep this time, the silken sheets of her bed feeling cool and infinitely soft around her.
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