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Introduction:

You'd better read HORTENSIA first...
LACY (The Lieutenant)


WARNING: English is NOT my first language – I have learned it in school and practiced it a lot in trading, but this is (even though pornographic) supposed to be literature.
So please bear with me, or, if not, just read something else.
I also need to mention that the story is true, depicting my personal memory.
All the names and/or places may have been changed, due to privacy reasons.

Somehow, but very very little, in fact, this story is connected with “HORTENSIA”...

Starting with five o'clock in the afternoon, I've been dialing two telephone numbers, at each and every ten minutes...
The bell is ringing, and ringing, and ringing...
Nothing else happens.
When, in the taxi, Lacy has written her phone number, she has written one of a digits as you cannot but only guess if it's a three, or an eight...

At around seven in the evening, I'm already suspecting myself as being obsessed...
Finally, what the heck?
I haven't bought the shit that she was a student – I can bet that she's an officer, working under cover, taking care of our friend, the French communist girl...
She claimed she was nineteen, but, in my opinion, she's much closer to my age, twenty five...
And, finally, why am I bothering?!?
It so happens that I do know enough cunts ready to spread their wings for my dick and, eventually, make me forget the whole thing...

But, no!!! I'm a mule! I do insist and keep on doing it, as if I'm a sicko, or something...
At ten minutes pas eight, finally, one of the numbers proves to me that, at the other end of the line, there is a human being...
A much more mature voice, somewhat official, but... Lacy's voice, after all...
When she realizes that it's me, she gets back to the old Lacy's voice...

She explains to me how busy she is, than, after some negotiations, we establish to see each other on Saturday afternoon, in the park, at the rowing boats area...
This wasn't my idea! Honest!
I just remember what a good time my father and the unknown person were having, watching the pictures with me and Hortensia on the deserted island...
I drift asleep, thinking about Lacy, watching the pictures and frigging her clit...

Now, the woman is good looking! Really!
Tall, slim, with legs that don't seem to have an end, enhanced by her high heeled sandals, athletic body, some boobs, long dark hair, green eyes, and a soooo fuckable mouth!...
I just have to wait a few days, until Saturday, and see what the heck this lady really is...
On Saturday, at five, I'm just sitting on a bench, watching the rowing boats, the lake, the large view of the park...
Everything is beautiful...
Out from nowhere, Lacy takes a seat beside me, on the bench...
“Hello! Remember me??”
She's smiling at me, while digging in her purse and taking out a cigarette...
Gosh! And all the time Hortensia was here, she has said that she didn't smoke!

I quickly oblige, giving her a light, than we just smoke, in silence...
She than briefly informs me that she has finished her studies some time ago, that she is a lieutenant at some place that I don't really need to know, and that she has been, somewhat, attracted by me, and that she's really delighted to know that I am the son of my father...

Now, what the heck? I do have a dilemma!
Either my father, once again, is trying to find me a “proper wife”, either some institution wants to know ABSOLUTELY all that I've been speaking with the French girl...

We take a rowing boat, and, at the middle of the lake, I stop rowing, and ask Lacy if she won't take off her clothes and jump into the water...
She starts laughing:
“So, you knew very well that you were being followed!”
“No, Lacy, we, the civilians, in this case, are... real stupid!” I look deep into her eyes, than continue:
“Who the heck can be soooooo stupid, and imagine that two guys, both wearing ties, have had nothing better to do, but rent a rowing boat, especially when the sun is practically melting everything?!?”

She doesn't laugh. She's scared...
I just ask her, straight and clear, with a loud voice:
“Is this conversation being recorded?”
She, to my surprise, blushes...
“No, but I'll have to report”...

I turn around the boat, and row towards the shore...
We are both silent, and so we remain until we reach my apartment.
She doesn't want whiskey, she prefers a good wine...

We just listen to some music, while drinking some wine.
One, two, three bottles!!!
I must admit that I do feel, a little, tipsy, but... just a little!
She finishes her glass – it's the third bottle – and asks me to refill it, than she just stands up and goes to the bathroom...
Coming back, she doesn't take a seat.
She just takes off her clothes, piling them on a tabourette, than she lays on the bed, telling me that she needs to sleep...

I just take off my clothes, sneak beside her, embrace her, and... drift asleep...
I really don't care, and I'm not in a hurry, knowing that the following day is a Sunday...

I wake up with my darn fucking dick sticking between Lacy's ass cheeks, hard as a rock, ready for action...
I push Lacy's feet from behind her knees, making her take somewhat the fetal position, than,from behind her, I start digging for her labia, and, implicitly, her vagina...
She doesn't pretend to be sleeping now, so that she arches her back, making her ass come closer to me, and giving me way to her cunt...
Luckily, my precum seems to save the situation, between her labia, especially...

After ten minutes, Lacy tells me that she wants me to fuck her, for real, not like this.
I make her turn on her back, open her legs, and get back inside her, while my mouth is being busy with her boobs.
I can feel her nipple engorging in my mouth, while I keep on pressing with my dick her cervix and stuff.
She starts breathing quick and hard and...
“Gosh, Ovid! Gosh! Gosh! Gosh! It's soooooooo goood! Hold me! Take me! Do me! Gosh! Gosh! Huh!Huuuuuuuh! Huhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I'm soooooo yours!”...

Due to I don't know what, I suddenly feel that I'm gonna serve the lady with my sperm, so that I first need to know where!
I ask, and the answer comes quick:
“I'm on the pill!”...

Whaw! How good it can be, to hold her by her shoulders, to have those fucking nipples at your disposal, and to let yourself go, deep down there, flooding the fucking cunt with all your jizz, while she, as a good girl, orgasms again, shivering and milking you at the same time...

I make my lips seal with hers, this being, in fact, our first kiss...
It's funny, somewhat, since I'm used to kiss first, and only fuck afterwards, but, this time, it's a bit different...
I cannot tell why, since this doesn't happen to me every day, I remain hard, maybe being helped by Lacy's milking moves inside her cunt, so that I start pumping her again, than go deep again, and start the pelvic friction against her clit.
She cannot keep the silence:
“Waw, whaw, how, now!”
She's shivering, while her hands are both caressing my hair, grabbing it and making me go down and lick her boobs, with her soooo suckable nipples...
Her legs are parted, while her soles are kicking my ass, pressing me to stay deep inside her, while she's undulating her ass and waist...
She really knows how to fuck – I'm just wondering if this is natural, or did she learn it at the officer's school...
Gosh! What a jerk I can be!...

When I make her turn around, she's the one who grabs two pillows, piling them one above the other, than placing them under the lower part of her belly, laying there, with her legs widely open, showing me her beautiful labia and, of course, her arse entrance...
I'm on my knees and in, while my thumb starts it's journey, caressing the entrance of her arse.
The entrance is already wet from her cunt juices, but, when I try to enter, she tenses...
I decide to let go for the moment, and start massaging her ass cheeks, than let my thumbs go up, pressing each and every vertebrae of her spine.

She shivers again.
“Ovid, I have never let anybody try my ass, and, sorry, but I'm not going to let that be changed now, if you can understand”...
Of course I can and do understand. She's made herself heard, loud and clear!
In the heat of the moment, my first tendency is to ask her if she wants to suck my dick, but, thinking a little, since she's on the pill, what excuse do I have to ask her such a thing?
Either, at her will, she will do it to me later, either I shall have to consider myself lucky for having a cunt to ejaculate in...

In twenty minutes, I'm done again, and, peculiar or not, Lacy senses it and comes together with me.
Gosh! How good it is to orgasm at the same time!
In the tub, I chose to let the sponge be, so that I pour some shower gel and start massaging, with my bare hands, caressing her back, her ass, her legs, than make her turn around and start from her neck, going down to her boobs, her belly, her labia, than her legs...
She stands up, legs slightly open, with eyes closed, and her hands on my shoulders, for balance...

After finishing shampooing her beautiful body, I raise, get close to her ear, and ask:
“Do you want me to wash your hair?”
Without opening her eyes, she smiles:
“If you do it as you've done the rest, I'd love to, in spite of the fact that I've already washed it yesterday”...
She gets down, in a somewhat lotus position, facing me, while I let myself sit on the margin of the tub.
For a moment, she opens her eyes, seeing in front of her, at less than half of a meter, a deflated dick, still coated with our juices.
She quickly closes back her eyes, but she cannot stop a smile in the corner of her mouth...
I wash her hair thoroughly, insisting on massaging her scalp, while she's resting her hands on my knees...
Gosh, how I'd love to take her by her beautiful dark hair and make her lips touch my semi erect, by now, dick!
Something tells me that I need to be patient, and, eventually, let her have some initiative...

I finish shampooing, massaging, so that I grab the shower handle and let the water fall above her.
She uses her hands to get rid of all the shampoo from her hair and her body, than, opening her eyes, she turns and makes me sit in front of her, grabbing the shower handle and making me wet, from head to toe...
The way she makes her hands run on my scalp, my skin, makes me think that the best place we can be is... the bathroom...

When she shampoos my balls and dick, I'm already painfully hard as a rock, and I just let her do whatever she considers.
She just smiles, licking her lips significantly, but... after two or three jerks, just lets my dick free...
Gosh! She's teasing me! I'm almost sure!

Finally, we finish the shower, using lots of water, than, after drying ourselves, we just get back in my room.
I let some music, dim, accompany us, while Lacy grabs the glass with the wine she has left in the evening.
I look at her, startled, than try to stop her:
“Hey! That wine has already been in the glass for hours!”...
She smiles, than sips a very little:
“After some time, if the wine is good and natural, it should have a taste of vinegar, just as our lives are”...

I cannot tell where she's aiming to, is she trying to provoke me into a political debate, is she just speaking, early, at five o'clock in the morning?...
“Lacy, I can only tell you that, if you insist to drink it, you will have digestive problems, I guess”...
To my surprise, she puts back her glass on the table, smiles at me, and asks me to bring a bottle of whiskey.

I go at the kitchen, get started the stove, and prepare coffee, than, with a large tray, I bring the requested bottle, two glasses and the cups filled with coffee.
She quickly grabs the bottle, fills her glass, than lets all it's contents disappear down her throat, coughs a little, than fills both glasses, and lets the bottle stay on the tray...

She than lights a cigarette, makes herself sit more comfortable on the arm chair, than, smiling, just asks:
“Now, what was the best way that the French bitch has pleased you?”

I'm simply amazed, bewildered and appalled.
“What the heck?!? Are you asking this out of your personal perverted curiosity, or is it something that you need to report?!?”
Her reaction is null. I just need to continue, at any risk:
“Lacy, answering my question may make the difference between a nice Sunday spent together, or a guy who will, politely, but strongly decided, ask you to leave”...

She doesn't say a word, but smashes the half smoked cigarette into the ashtray, than starts getting dressed.
When she's fully dressed, she just turns to me:
“Thanks for your time, it's been... nice. You don't need to show me out, I know the way”...
I just stand up, stark naked, but... say nothing, letting her go...

I don't know what gets into me, but I feel the urge to listen to James Brown's “Sex machine”...
I get the album started, which, as I remember, includes “This Is A Man's World”, than just continue smoking and drinking some whiskey...

It is much too early, on Sunday morning, to try to make a call...
Any call!

It's been more than twenty minutes since Lacy left, when I hear the door bell ringing.
The alternatives are simple, either Lacy has forgotten something over here, which I doubt, either the police needs to take me away, to “discuss” a few matters...
I don't care to put any clothes on my naked body.
If it's Lacy, it really doesn't matter, and if it's the police, they will surely give me time to get properly dressed...

I open the door.
It's Lacy, pushing me with a hand on my chest, getting in, than turning towards me:
“Get that bloody door shut!”
I oblige, especially since I sense that the lady feels like shouting a little, and I don't want my neighbors to hear and see the show...
She looks me deep into my eyes, than asks me:
“Did anybody tell you that you are being an ass hole?!?”
She than lets her purse fall on the floor, and, right there, at the entrance hall, she falls on her knees, and, in a hurry, grabs my dick and starts sucking it...

I tend to ask her if she's learned that in school, but, since I am structurally a polite guy, I just let it be, and enjoy the treat...

She's good at what she's doing – not an expert, but good...

After two or three minutes, I just bend, and, with one hand I grab her purse, while with the other, I grab her by her hair and drag her to my bed.
When I try to take off her panties, she tries to resist, but I just tell her:
“Let them go, or I'll rip them away from your fucking ass!”

Her skirt is up, while my dick is deep down inside her cunt.
Believe me, I know how to punish a wench...
I stick my dick deep and strong and hit and smash her cervix, ignoring the cries, just hitting her merciless...
I simply cannot tell. Were there ten minutes? Twenty? I don't know...
When I'm done and explode, she's also shivering, telling me that I'm a bastard, an ass hole, a freak...

I take off my dick from her fucking cunt, than, looking in her eyes, I grab her panties and wipe my dick with them...
At first, she's shocked – I can see that in her eyes, than she just smiles at me.
Than, with a sad face:
“I'm really sorry if I have upset you”...
I grab her hands, make her stand, and... kiss her.

This means, I hope, peace.

We've been in touch for more than two years.
The rule was simple – I was never supposed to call her, unless I don't know what emergency, which never happened.
She was the one who's been calling...
One day, the last one we've been together, she came to my apartment and... asked me to try, gently, to fuck her ass.

I've only managed to stick my dick head up her arse, since she's claimed that the pain was excruciating...
Afterwards, she's just explained to me that she's found a guy, a captain, in the same department, who's determined to get married with her.

She had nothing against cheating, and, from her point of view, she would continue to be fucking me now and then, but, as I know, even the walls do have ears and eyes, and she doesn't want to be involved into a marital scandal, with all the political implications...

We've said our good byes, and, afterwards, I've never seen or heard about her again...

THE END
3 comments

anonymous readerReport

2013-02-18 23:47:40
i want to put on a girls panties whem she is super wet

anonymous readerReport

2013-02-02 01:08:11
like I said........... 4 F's.................... find em, feel em. fuck em and forget em

anonymous readerReport

2013-01-23 13:22:36
Unbelievable how well-wrttien and informative this was.

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