Penny Lane's Seduction

by Bridy McAvoy

  “What are you waiting for, honey?”

  Instantly, I could feel my cock hardening in my jeans. She was upstairs and, by my guess, she was wearing a bathrobe. If that was the case then she was probably naked underneath it, and if she was naked underneath it, then I wasn’t going to hesitate. That entire chain of thought happened in a microsecond and I dropped my overnight bag to the floor and hit the stairs two at a time. She giggled again and I could sense the sound came from her room to the right. Sure enough, when I reached the landing that was the only door open.

  “Hi, sexy.”

  She giggled again, a low throaty sound, as I slowly pushed the door open wider. Stepping into the room, a part of the house I hadn’t been allowed in before, my breath caught in my throat. Penny sat on the end of her bed, smiling at me. The light in her eyes seemed to dance. Her bathrobe, unbelted and hanging open just a little, gave a glimpse of bare flesh beneath.

  “Come here, honey.”

  I moved over to sit next to her, but she grabbed my hand and stopped me, pulling me round to stand in front of her, then tilted her head back and pouted. For some reason it took me a second to realize she wanted me to bend and kiss her, but eventually the hint penetrated my fogged-up brain. As I kissed her I felt her hands working on my belt.

  “Eager, are we?”

  “Sshh… Just stand still so I can get this damned belt undone.”

  I chuckled and reached down toward her shoulders, intending to ease the bathrobe open. She slapped my hand away and lowered her gaze to what she obviously saw as her prize. What she wanted, she got. I stood still as she finally undid the belt, then unbuttoned the waistband and lowered the zip. By now I was rock-hard and I could see her concentrating on the outline of my erection as she worked my jeans down. My boxers followed and her fingers wrapped around my cock. She jacked him slowly, then looked up at me.

  “You like?”

  “Silly question.”

  She smiled then took her hand away and shrugged her shoulders out of the robe, letting it pool behind her and on her lap as she freed her arms. Her breasts stood out proud and firm on her chest, her nipples hardening under my gaze. Her hands returned to their work, gently stroking and caressing my cock. She pulled on it a little, forcing me to shuffle forward, then she did it again, bringing me close to her, my cock right in front of her face.

  I had an inkling of what she was about to do, something I know she had an aversion to. Memories flooded my brain, of how I’d performed oral on her the night before. Was she intent on returning a favor she found distasteful?

  “Penny…”

  “Sshh…”

  “You don’t have to…”

  “I know, honey, but I want to…at least…I want to try.”

  She leaned forward, killing any further conversation. All I could see for a moment was the top of her head as she kissed the tip of my erection. I shuddered, sure I pushed a little pre-cum out as she gently licked down the front of it before returning to the tip again.

  “Mmm…”

  “Penny, you don’t…”

  “Yes, I do.”

  She kissed it again, only this time her lips were slightly parted, meaning she got to taste that pre-cum. I bit my lip. Hell, what guy wouldn’t be happy with a beautiful woman—make that a beautiful naked woman—sucking his cock? But this wasn’t just any woman. I wasn’t just any guy. This was my Penny, and I wanted her to enjoy whatever she did, and I knew this was something she didn’t like.

  Slowly, her lips parted, stretching around the first inch of my cock. I tried hard not to react too strongly. The last thing she needed me to do was to thrust my hips forward, driving my cock into her mouth. It felt so good as her lips clamped around the shaft just behind the head of my cock. Before she’d only ever done this for a few seconds, then pulled off, unable to continue, but the clock kept ticking and she kept her mouth there. I looked down to see her looking up at me, watching my face, her eyes sparkling.

  “Penny, that’s wonderful…”

  I could sense she wanted to smile, but she couldn’t stretch her lips like that with my cock in the way. She sucked hard and I groaned, unable to prevent a reaction. Her tongue flicked over the head then she slid down a little further, flattening her tongue so I could slide on it. She sucked again and I needed to grab onto something to keep my balance. The only thing in reach was the top of her head.

  “Christ! You have no idea what you’re doing to me.”

  We locked eyes as she slid me in a little bit more, bringing one of her hands up to grasp the base of my shaft, the other to cup my balls. It felt fantastic. I couldn’t believe how good it felt as she continued to use her mouth on me.

  I knew I wouldn’t last long if she kept this up, and I didn’t want to send her plunging across the hall to the bathroom to be sick if I finished in her mouth, but she wouldn’t let me go. She slid a little further and I felt my end touch the back of her mouth, almost to her throat. She gagged, but didn’t let go.

  Having taken me that deep, she started to lift off, and I relaxed a little, thinking she was stopping. Not Penny. Oh God. No, she wasn’t stopping. She plunged her head back down, and started bobbing up and down on my cock. She sucked hard on each down stroke, and tried to move her tongue around on the up stroke. I was in utter heaven as she continued to blow me in the best way possible.

  Earlier I had thought I couldn’t last much longer, now I had to force myself to hold back. “Penny, I’m not going to last… Finish me with your hand.”

  She pulled off and grinned up at me. “No. I want you.”

  “I don’t want to make you si…”

  “Cum in my mouth for me. Just for me.”

  Her head bobbed back down, this time taking me right to the back. She gagged again, but even that felt great to the sensitive end of my cock. I’d tried to warn her, but she’d insisted—there was little I could do. Her grip around the base of my shaft was like a vice, keeping me still, trapped in the warm, wet heaven of her mouth. My hands pushed against the top of her head and she gagged even more than before. I thought for a moment I’d actually slipped into her throat but she lifted up and the sensation was lost. I didn’t want to force her, so lifted my hands clear. The next time she pushed her head down I was sure I was just inside the top of her throat. She gagged a couple of times but held me there.

  It was too much, I couldn’t prevent it. My climax soared through me, and I guess she felt me tightening up. She held still and the first spurt of cum shot down her throat. She pulled back then, taking the next few spurts in her mouth. I was looking down into her face as she looked up at me. Her eyes were big and round as she worked out what she needed to do. Her lips were still sealed around my cock. All she could do was swallow.

  Just the movement of her mouth as she swallowed was enough to force another blast from me. I groaned and shook as my orgasm slowed and stopped. She swallowed again then allowed her jaw to unclench. I pulled out and reeled back, gasping for breath. She sat there, looking stunned, but after a couple of seconds a slow smile of triumph passed over her face.

  “Wow!” We echoed each other as she leaned back, looking up at me with that impish grin on her face. She was topless, the bottom half of her still swathed in the open robe. Before she could say anything I dropped to my knees in front of her, grabbed her feet and just lifted them. She dropped backward to the bed with a breathless laugh, and then gasped as I continued the movement, lifting her legs to rest them on my shoulders. I used one hand to sweep the robe out of the way, confirming she was indeed naked underneath, then pushed toward her, forcing her knees to bend and part.

  “Gareth!”

  I didn’t give her any chance to fight me off. My lips met her inner thigh, and then I could smell the heady aroma of her aroused pussy. My tongue licked along the slit and she shuddered underneath me.

  “Oh, Gareth!”

  Her hands came down to tangle her fingers in my hair and I started work on her in earnest.

  * *
* *

  “Penny?”

  “What, sweetheart?”

  “Can I ask you something? You don’t have to answer.”

  We were lying in a tangle of arms and legs on her bed. By the time I’d given her an orgasm orally, I’d been hard again so we’d made love after that, then laid there resting, basking in the glow, as it were. Now she was wanting to move.

  She smiled at me and leaned closer for a kiss. “Ask, okay?”

  “You’ve never wanted to…well, have oral before.”

  I felt her stiffen in my arms.

  “Yet you didn’t exactly seem inexperienced.”

  She leaned back and looked at me for a moment then sighed. “You knew I wasn’t a virgin when we met, and neither were you.”

  “I know, and I’m not—”

  “Look, let’s just say I had a really bad experience…during that unhappy time I was at Uni…and leave it at that. Okay?”

  “I didn’t mean to pry.”

  She kissed me again and quickly changed the subject. “Food!”

  “I’d rather stay here with you.”

  “No, Gareth, we both need food.”

  I sighed. “If we must.”

  “Yes, we must. I need you to keep your energy up.”

  “Okay, okay, let’s move. What are we having?”

  She giggled. “I don’t know, but I do know one thing.”

  “What?”

  “My kitchen may be bigger than yours but that doesn’t mean I’m going to cook a meal naked.”

  “I told you I was going to chase you naked through every room in the house!”

  “So? I’m not cooking in the nude.”

  I pulled my jeans on, didn’t bother with the boxers, while Penny put her robe back on, belting it loosely around her waist. My mind was suddenly alive to the sexual possibilities for what was a rather unsexy garment.

  “Don’t look at me like that!”

  “Like what?”

  “Some form of predator.”

  “Come here, tiger cub, I want to eat you all up…”

  She squealed and ran from the room with me just behind. I caught her on the landing and hugged her. Once again she kissed me on the end of my nose. “Stop being silly. We need to eat.”

  “I guess it would be a bad idea for you to move in with me after all.”

  The smile slid from her face.

  “We’d starve to death and they’d find us, two emaciated skeletons, locked together in bed.”

  She shook her head then punched my arm. “I thought you were serious.”

  “About you moving in with me, definitely? Anything else, a joke, okay?”

  She mock pouted at me. “Men!”

  This time it was me that kissed her nose, my hand roaming across her back and down to feel her butt through the robe. She swatted my hand away, but I could read the promise sparkling in her eyes. “Food!”

  “Yes, ma’am.”

  We somehow made it downstairs and across the lounge to the kitchen without me managing to get her robe off. I did manage to get it almost undone before she swatted my hands off the cord. I had a germ of an idea about her hands getting in the way but waited as she switched the oven on.

  “Pizza okay? We’ve got a couple in the freezer.”

  “Sure.”

  “Good, because it doesn’t take much cooking.” She flicked the timer to twenty-five minutes.

  “Definitely good by me. That means I get you nekkid for longer.”

  “Stop it.”

  She walked over to the upright freezer next to the back door and opened it. Before she could do anything else, I was behind her, using my body to stop her moving away, my hands reaching for and pulling the lapels of her robe open to expose her breasts.

  “Gareth.”

  I chuckled and gently bit down on her ear lobe until she gasped. I used my weight to push her forward, bringing her sensitive nipples into contact with the cold front of the drawer in the freezer.

  She squealed. “Gareth, that’s cold!”

  “I know. I thought you might like to feel that on your nips.”

  “No. Let me go.”

  I laughed again and held her still as she tried to push back against me to get free. I could feel her breathing. Hell, I could hear her breath rattling in her chest as she panted for air. After a few seconds I relented and she pushed back against me, then turned in my arms. I looked down to see her nipples had swollen to much larger than normal. I lifted one hand and cupped her left breast. She wiggled at the touch but didn’t push me away.

  “That was naughty of you.”

  “But by the way your nipple feels you loved it.” I squeezed the protruding bud and she sighed and then moaned under my touch. “And I think your reaction says you like this too.”

  “Still naughty.” She wasn’t resisting and I felt forgiven when she leaned in and kissed me hard. She caught my bottom lip between her teeth and gently turned us around. Forgiven maybe, but not forgotten. A split second too late I realized my naked back was in front of the open freezer as she leaned in to me and I felt the cold drawer fronts impact all the way from my shoulders to my waist. It was my turn to squeal as the delicious agony of the cold burning sensation swept through me. She giggled as I lurched forward and she pulled away from me and dodged to the other side of the kitchen table.

  She pulled the robe tightly around her and re-belted it without taking her eyes off me.

  “Revenge, honey, revenge.”

  I held my hands up in a peace gesture. “Okay, but at least you got to cover yours up.”

  “Well, if you call truce, I’ll rub your back warm again.”

  “Truce.”

  “Promise?”

  “Promise.”

  She walked warily around the table and straight into my arms. Her hands found my back and rubbed as we kissed.

  “Let me get that damned pizza on, okay?”

  “Okay.”

  I stood back this time and let her fish the frozen pizza out then close the freezer. A couple of minutes later the pizza was in the oven and she stood up straight after clicking the timer on. I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her.

  “So we’ve got twenty-five minutes, right?”

  “Right.” She grinned. She had an inkling I was going to do something, she just didn’t know what—yet.

  “Good, that’s what I wanted to hear.” Before she could move I grabbed the two loose ends of the belt and pulled them, unravelling the bow. The robe fell open, and she grabbed that, thinking I was about to strip it off her, but I had a different plan. My attention was focused on the belt, not the robe. I pulled it through the loops and brandished my trophy aloft.

  “What are you doing?”

  I didn’t answer, just reached around and took her hands, pulling them behind her.

  “Gareth…?”

  I looped the belt around her wrists and heard her breath catch in her throat. Wrapping the toweling belt around a couple of times, I tied it in a knot where her fingers couldn’t reach it then spun her around to face me. The robe billowed open, showing me her naked body. My hands immediately went inside it, one hand cupping her breast, the other dropping lower to trail a finger downward from her belly button. Her eyes were dark, almost brooding, but she made no attempt to stop me.

  “Gareth.”

  “What?”

  “What do you think you’re doing?”

  “Playing with the woman I love.”

  Her breath caught again but her gaze held steady. “And if your woman doesn’t like what you’re doing?”

  She’d shuffled her legs apart a little, and my finger had found her slit, sliding easily between her wet outer lips.

  “You don’t?”

  She moaned softly as I pressed harder. “It’s not that I’m objecting to.”

  “What are you objecting to?”

  “My hands, free my hands, honey, please.”

  I chuckled and looked into her eyes. There was a real fear th
ere, buried deep. I knew the lust was closer to the surface from the way her hips were thrusting forward to capture more of my finger, but the fear was present. Without saying a word, I grabbed the cord and just pulled downward. I hadn’t tied it tightly, just a simple loop. She could have wriggled out of it at any time, all she had to do was work on it a little.

  She looked down to see the belt was still tied as it hit the floor, and gave an almost soundless exclamation.

  “I wouldn’t hurt you, sweetheart, you know that. It wasn’t tight enough to do more than suggest restraint.”

  “You sod.” She shrugged the robe all the way off her arms then wrapped her arms around my neck, her mouth finding mine, her lips pressing hard against mine. I wrapped one arm around her and returned my other hand to her mound. Before long her tongue was pressing past my teeth as she humped at my hand.

  I continued to manually stimulate her for several minutes until she threw her head back and almost howled out as the orgasm took her. My hand was soaking wet with her juices by the time she finished.

  “You bad man.”

  I grinned at her, then watched as she grabbed my hand and brought it up to her face. She carefully sucked and licked every finger, making a show of tasting herself that way.

  “You naughty girl!”

  She giggled but her eyes were full of a soft glow of compassion. Before I could say anything she grabbed my other hand and led me through to the lounge. She turned back into my arms and kissed me again as I held her.

  “There, now you’ve had me naked in all the ground floor rooms.”

  “Not quite.”

  “Not quite? What do you mean, not quite?”

  “I’ll admit I’ve got you naked in here, but I haven’t had you in here, naked.”

  “Last week…”

  “I meant tonight. Besides, I haven’t had you just inside the front door either.”

  “And you won’t, not with those side panels people can see through.”

  “Don’t worry. I’ll wait ’til it’s dark and I’ll leave the lights off.”

  “Gareth!” She was smiling though and I could see the idea excited her, or there again, the recent orgasm in the kitchen had kept her arousal levels up. “I’m going to get dressed again, pizza will be ready in a minute. You want tea or coffee or coke?”