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Sexual Adventures in Beacon Hills	By : TheChemist Category: S through Z > Teen Wolf Views: 18746 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Title: Sexual Adventures in Beacon Hills Part 15
Show: Teen Wolf
Author: The Chemist
Pairing: Lydia / Peter Hale Jr
Codes: MF, Anal, Bondage, Oral, Ourdoors, Public
Disclaimer: I make no money from this. I don't own or have anything to do with Teen Wolf, especially the characters Lydia Martin, Scott McCall, Stiles, Allison Argent, Dr Deaton, Erica, Boyd, Isaac, Jackson, Derek and Peter Hale
Summary: After rescuing her dog after it broke out of her backyard, a mysterious boy earns himself a favor from Lydia. However, when she loses a flower special to him, punishment is required.

It had been a long day for Lydia Martin. After all, her ex-boyfriend Jackson was revealed to be connected in some form to all the murders in town of late. However, the most vexing part of all that was the fact that her friends, including her BFF Allison, were obviously keeping things from her. Whether it was because they didn’t trust her or something else, it really hurt.
Getting home, she found her parents weren’t there. No big surprise there. Lydia wasn’t planning on doing anything other than having a hot shower and crawling into bed, but she didn’t know the last time the love of her life, Prada, had been outside. Therefore, being a responsible dog owner, the 16 year old headed to the back door of her house, Prada nipping at her heels. As she stepped out back, Prada took off down the side of the house and out of view.
“Let's go, Prada,” Lydia shouted after a minute of waiting. “You're all of six pounds. There can't be that much to come out of you.”
The chill of the night air was starting to get into Lydia’s bones, despite the leather jacket she wore over her sun dress. When her dog had still yet to appear, the redhead called out for her again.
“Prada, let's go! Prada? Prada. Prada?”
“Lose something?” a male said as he came walking into her backyard, Prada in his arms.
Lydia watched as the boy continued to approach her, only to stop within 6 feet of her. “So, should I call the police, or is there a non-rapist explanation for being in my yard in the middle of the night?”
The mystery man flashed her his best smile, which did have a reassuring effect on the teen girl “I heard him barking, and I live in the house back there,” he explained before adding. “Is that okay, or should I start running?”
There was something about the boy that made her feel…affected by him. She couldn’t quite say what it was about him specifically. He was handsome, but not more so than Jackson. He was tall, dark and handsome, just the way she liked her men, but again, not more so than a dozen other boys at school. His face did seem familiar, but she couldn’t place it. Feeling at ease, Lydia backed up until her back was resting against the pillar on the back deck, allowing the tall boy to close half the distance between them.
“Well, thanks for bringing him back,” Lydia said before turning to leave.
“Everything okay?” he asked, which made the redhead stay and continue talking with him.
“You mean because of the other day in class?” Lydia asked, feeling defensive. When his reply was a shrug of the shoulder, the redhead continued. “I'm not crazy. I may be the girl who sleepwalks naked and writes backwards on the chalkboard, but at least I'm not one of those desperate Vicodin-popping wrist cutters at school.”
With her ini-rant over, the boy felt it was time to up his flirtatious game on the stunning redhead. “Oh, I don’t think there are any others girls like you.”
As he took a step forward, Lydia stared at him with her insanely large green eyes before taking her own step in retreat.
“Why'd you step back?” he asked.
“Because a guy who randomly showed up at my house in the middle of the night stepped forward,” Lydia retorted.
“Maybe I wanted to kiss you,” the brown-haired boy answered. “After all, I returned your dog out of the kindness of my heart.”
“So a kiss is all you want in return,” Lydia found herself flirting back.
“Well…”
“Well?” Lydia asked, curious where he was going. When he smiled and shrugged his shoulders again, the redhead decided to make an offer. “I suppose a blowjob would be a fair price to pay in return for a barely lost dog.”
“That does seem adequate in terms of a reward,” the boy smiled, already starting to undo his belt. “Though I have a condition of my own.”
“I’m about to give you the best blowjob of your entire life and you’re bartering?” Lydia asked in mock outrage.
Reaching towards her face, rather than touch her, the boy reached over her shoulder and plucked a purple flower that was growing on the vine that was snaking up the pillar. Having plucked it, he held it in his hand while he tucked her long red hair over her ear, before placing the flower in her hair.
“I want you to promise to keep it until we see each other next time. If you lose it…” he started to explain before she cut him off.
“Then you’ll be hurt?” Lydia asked.
“If you lose it…then you’ll be punished,” he smiled wolfishly down at her. “Agreed?”
Lydia stared up at the audacious mystery man for a few more seconds with her penetrative eyes before giving a playful roll of the eyes. “Deal.”
“Excellent,” he grinned. “Now I do recall something about the best blowjob of my life…”
“We can’t go inside. I don’t know when my parents will be home,” Lydia commented.
“Then here and now seems the best place, as long as you’re as good as you seem to think you are,” he quipped.
“Oh, I am that good,” Lydia fired back, knowing how good her oral skills were.
Resigned to her decision, Lydia gave one last look around to make sure that no one was around and that the visual access onto her back porch was blocked. Satisfied enough, the redhead dropped down to her knees before the horny and confident man. In the time she’d taken to confirm no nosy neighbor had turned voyeur, the mystery man had his undone and ready to be pulled down.
“Eager, aren’t you?” Lydia commented.
His cock was already straining against his pants so Lydia had to be careful not to get struck in the face when it was freed from his jeans. The cocky boy had reason to be so based on his erect 8.5 inch cock, although it was on the skinnier end of the spectrum. His smooth shaft was decorated with some small veins, while his cut manhood with exposed pink head looked so inviting to suck on, making Lydia involuntarily lick her lips and dampen her panties.
Despite being pushed into it, Lydia donned a wicked grin on her face as she reached out and guided his cock towards her face before engulfing his bulbous head between her lips. The brown-haired man couldn't help but let an audible moan as her hot wet mouth worked the first half of his cock over. After only a minute of the public blowjob, the mystery boy was already close to popping his load in her mouth once she started inhaling his whole cock into her mouth with each stroke.
"Yes. Suck it babe," he moaned in delight towards the talented 16 year old girl.
"Mmmmm," Lydia moaned as she noisily slobbered on his meat stick.
"Benjamin Franklin, Thomas Paine, Thomas Jefferson," the mystery boy murmured, eyes shut, in almost a trance.
"Why is he naming presidents?" Lydia internally questioned as her lips effortlessly dragged along the first half of his lengthy pole. "Hey, weirdo, shut up and let me blow you, okay?"
"Right. Gotcha," the mystery boy agreed, realizing he’d have to only think of things to delay his orgasm instead of give voice to them.
Unfortunately she had to pull her mouth off his manhood to get him to shut up, but he welcomed the break even if it only lasted a moment. The second after Lydia spoke the lips of the horny girl were wrapped back around his glistening cock, already dripping wet in her copious amount of saliva.
Lydia parted her plush red lips and brushed her long hair behind her ears (careful as to not dislodge the purple flower) then took him into her mouth again. Just like before, the mystery boy moaned audibly as she started sucking him off while he was left with his head tilted back and fingertip digging into the top of her head. She enjoyed the effect she had on him, but shifted all her focus on building momentum as she bobbed her head up and down his towering pole, taking more of him inside her each time. After a good minute of the more intense blowjob, she slowed her pace back down then pulled off his spit-covered cock altogether.
"God this is a really nice cock," Lydia said as she licked his shaft.
"Guilty as charged," the mystery boy agreed with the kneeling girl.
The chesty redhead pulled her mouth from his dick, now slick with her saliva and used her hand to feverishly beat his meat. She did this so that she could use her tongue to help corral his heavy sack to bring it into her mouth. Lydia took turns taking each nut into her mouth and giving it proper attention before she moved back to something more solid. She moved half of his pole between her lips while stroking the other half. Using her free hand to massage his sack again, she could hear how much he appreciated what she was doing.
“Fucking hell,” the boy grunted under her oral assault.
Remembering their very public location, as well as the fact her parents could come home at any time and find her with a strange boy’s cock in her mouth, Lydia got back to work. Doing away with using all her tricks, the redhead focused instead on efficiency. With her lips back around his dick, Lydia concentrated on the task at hand. The mystery boy couldn't help but look down and observe the slutty redhead in what looked to be her natural environment; on her knees with a cock in her mouth.
After taking half of him in her mouth to get them both back into a normal tone for the blowjob, she planted her lips completely around him and bobbed her head back towards the tip. Her mouth felt warm and wet to him, and the way her plump lips dragged along his slick skin made his resistance to pumping her full of cum right then and there wane.
"I'm not gonna last forever Lydia," the mystery boy warned after a couple of minutes.
"Mmhmm," Lydia agreed, having heard his ragged breathing grow much more frantic.
The busty redhead set her sights on finishing him quickly, thus she increased her suction and bobbed her head back and forth. Her speed was a sight to behold while her hand stroked the second half of his cock not occupying her mouth. With mouth sucking and hand jerking him off, Lydia felt his knees wobble some, while his hips hunched forward towards her skilled mouth. Taking these as telling signs, the 16 year old worked harder and faster to finish him off before anyone, namely her parents, found them.
“Glllkkk…Gwwwwkkk….sslllrrrppppp,” Lydia gurgled and slurped.
He reached his hand out to steady himself on the nearby pillar as Lydia got more intense by the passing second. The only thing left to decide was where to cum and the lucky boy already had a perfect solution to his conflicted thoughts.
"Cum for me baby," she pleaded, hand a blur on his cock before quickly latching her lips back around his dick..
"Uggghhhhh," the mystery boy grunted as her slutty words pushed him over the breaking point.
Lydia expected the horny boy to be normal and just cum in her mouth, especially since she showed no signs of slowing down and attempting to dodge that responsibility. And that was true, initially anyway. Feeling the familiar jerky pulse of his dick, Lydia was rewarded for a successful blowjob with a thick spurt of jizz feeling her mouth and coating her taste buds in his salty seed. However, the mystery boy suddenly stepped back and aimed his cock so that his next to streaks took Lydia on the face before his dick was tilted down to splash the remaining 3 pumps of cum onto Lydia's impressive bikini-clad tits.
"Fuck that was good," the mystery boy grunted as he pulled up his trousers.
“You have some nerve,” a stunned Lydia commented, referring to the facial she had just received. “Cumming on a girl’s face after knowing her for all of 5 minutes.”
“5 minutes was being generous,” the boy retorted. “You needed a shower anyway. Plus, jizz is great for the skin.”
“Both of those statements are true,” the smart teen girl replied.
“And remember what I said about the flower,” the mystery boy said as he started to walk to her back gate. “Don’t lose it…”
“...or I’ll be punished,” Lydia finished for him, unable to hide the little smile that appeared on her cum-coated face.
* * *
The next day at school went by fairly well, though somehow Jackson, Scott, Allison, Stiles and a few other weirdos all managed to land themselves in detention for the rest of the night. However, just when Lydia thought she’d be bored, the mystery boy showed up at her locker. She was dressed in her adorable but sexy nature, wearing heeled boots with a sundress in order to show off her flawless fair skin, large tits and shapely ass.
“Busy after school?” asked the boy who came on her face last night.
“Always,” Lydia lied without looking over at him.
“Well, unbusy yourself. I wanna talk to you,” he said before making an amendment. “Actually, I want to show you something.”
Lydia scoffed before replying. “I thought we'd gotten past the slightly rapey language.”
Getting used to her sass, the boy ignored her quip. “And... bring the flower.”
The mystery boy walked off, making Lydia think about how much it irked her whenever anyone else got the last word in. As his long strides walked off, Lydia was about to go talk to Allison, only for her to remember that all her friends were going off in the direction of the library for detention with Mr. Harris. With a shrug, Lydia headed to her car in order to look for the flower that the new boy was so obsessed she keep.
Starting her search, Lydia emptied her purse, only to find it lacking a flower of any type. The desk drawer wasn’t the hiding spot either, so the search continued. After looking through her journal pages and her drawers, including the one containing her huge collection of sex toys, she realized she must have misplaced it. Unable to find the original, she went downstairs and into her backyard to pluck a new flower, only to find the vine devoid of any more.
“Just perfect,” Lydia muttered, hanging her head in defeat. “Well, time to accept my medicine…”
Knowing he lived somewhere in the back field behind her house, Lydia navigated the trail through the field until she found what appeared to be the house that the boy lived in. The door was wide open so Lydia let herself in, and wandered inside. What struck her first was how empty the truly massive mansion was. No furniture or even signs that someone lived there, though there were a good deal of fallen leaves all over the floor. As she entered the living room, Lydia noted that there was nothing even on the walls, though, for some inexplicable reason, a large king-sized bed was in the middle of the room.

“You came,” the mystery boy spoke, appearing behind her.
“Is this your house?” Lydia found herself asking as she turned to face him.
“It was,” he said, stepping into the living room. “I'll tell you all about it,” he said, walking right up to Lydia. “But first... did you bring the flower?”
Lydia felt nervous as he circled her, an intensity in his eyes that excited her beyond belief. “I couldn't find it.”
“That's okay,” he replied, as Lydia turned around to face him again. “But since you don't have it…”
“...I get punished,” she finished the sentence for him.
“That’s right,” he agreed before leaning down to kiss her.
“Pretty good kisser,” Lydia commented after they broke their liplock. “So…where do you want to start?”
“Well, I want you to strip down and then go lay on the bed with your head at the foot of the bed and your feet at the head of the bed,” he answered.
“Okay. A man who knows what he wants. I like that,” the quippy redhead commented.
Between being resolved to her situation, Lydia got down to business. After all, she was a woman of her word! She didn’t rush the stripping off of her dress and panties, but she certainly didn’t drag it out for too long either. Instead, she pushed her straps off her shoulders and allowed the dress to fall down her body after doing a little wiggling of her hips. Knowing what tonight was all about, Lydia forewent panties and a bra, leaving her naked in the potentially abandoned house in front of a complete stranger.
“Damn, you are all types of fine,” Mystery Boy appreciated.
To say that Lydia Martin had a phenomenal body would be like saying the sun was hot or that the ocean was wet. Saying it plainly, it was an understatement. She had toned legs which joined up with an ass that could only be described as thick. Her bright pink pussy stood out even more given the complete lack of pubic hair in the region, which immediately gave way to a flat stomach. However, it was her tits that typically grabbed the attention of men and women alike. Perfect in terms of their rounded shape, the fact that they were so heavy and large and yet stood proudly in front of her saglessly.
“Thanks! I get that a lot actually,” Lydia stated, realizing how cocky it made her sound but she had every right to be. “Oh right, laying down on the bed.”
Though the curvy girl had laid naked on many beds, rarely did she ever do so with her head at the foot of the bed. However, having lost the flower, she was willing to go along with the boy, for whom she didn’t even know his name. As she slid atop the king-sized bed, her head rested right at the edge so that her long, flaming red hair flowed down and nearly touched the floor.
Mystery Boy then walked right over to the bed and put a pillow up under Lydia’ lower back so that her ass was off the mattress. Once she was in the position that he wanted her in, he reached for her right wrist and handcuffed it to the bedpost with archaic-looking shackles like something from the 18th century. He then did the same with her other wrist and legs. Now Lydia was cuffed to the bed and there was nowhere for her to go.
“Kinky. I like it.” Lydia said, a smile crossing her face.
“Are you scared?” Mystery Boy asked her.
“Do I look scared,” Lydia asked with her lips turning up into a confident smile. “Besides, as I said earlier, anything goes. So, have fun.” Lydia said as Mystery Boy walked around to her head.
“Open your mouth…” Mystery Boy ordered as he undid his jeans and let them slide down his legs.
“I’m going to assume it’s for more than just checking for cavities,” Lydia quipped, unable to help herself.
“Nope. It’s so I can face-fuck you,” he retorted. “I’ve been thinking of that heavenly mouth of yours ever since you so willingly sucked my cock in your parent’s garden.”
“Well I’m bought and paid for so knock your socks off.”
“Great,” Mystery Boy said, squatting so his dick was right in her face now.
“Glad I can deepthroat, because I would definitely gag on that, if I couldn’t.” Lydia said as she opened her lips and let Mystery Boy start to hump her face.
Being upside down and giving a blowjob was not the easiest thing in the world. This was only magnified by the fact her wrists were cuffed to a bed. However, the type of blowjob that Mystery Boy had in mind didn’t require much of Lydia, other than keeping her mouth open wide, teeth tucked behind her lips and her throat muscles relaxed. Other than that, Mystery Boy was doing all the work.
Speaking of which, the tall boy was ready for action. His hands laced behind Lydia’ head, he took a moment to line up his dick with her mouth before pushing forward. His initial thrust was testing her out, only pushing until his dickhead poked the back of her mouth but he didn’t try to enter her throat.
“Gllkkk...ggwwwkkk….kkkwwwkk,” Lydia gurgled as his dick was pushed to the back of her mouth.
Lydia had given enough deep-throated blowjobs to know what to expect, but experiencing it was always a trip, especially at the beginning. She kept her mouth open and teeth out of the way as his dickhead grinded against the back of her throat, wiggling there in an attempt to force it’s way down the curvy girl’s gullet.
“You’re gonna start there...right at the back of your mouth,” Mystery Boy stated.
Lydia felt the tall boy just holding them steady so she closed those plump red lips around his shaft. Feeling ready, the busty redhead even extended her tongue to massage the underbelly of his dick. After a few seconds of ‘prep’, Mystery Boy started to thrust into her mouth. Well versed with deep-throating, Lydia knew not to fight the sensation of having her throat invaded. Instead, she focused on relaxing her throat and keeping tension out of her neck.
This advice was key, especially as Mystery Boy was using her mouth like most men used her pussy. Back and forth he drove his hips, thrusting his dick to the back of her mouth before using the force of his dickhead colliding with her palate to reverse course. Lydia felt her head moved into slightly different positions in Mystery Boy’s attempt to better align her throat with his rock hard dick. This prompted the horny man to hold his dick in her mouth for longer periods of time, making Lydia turn her head slightly to the side to get in a quick breath.
“Just remember...this is...a breathing tube...as well as a fuck hole,” Lydia reminded the over-eager man.
“Right. Yeah,” Mystery Boy replied.
After another quick salvo of thrusts that smacked the back of her mouth, Mystery Boy pulled her off his dick. Lydia was happy he listened to her request, especially since she was literally powerless to stop him due to the restraints. While the curvy 16 year old took the moment’s reprieve to get in a few lungfuls of breath, Mystery Boy let his stamina rebuild before he steered the dick back into her mouth. This time, as he pushed forward he met no resistance and his head pushed straight down her throat. Though she knew she had the ability and Mystery Boy had the ambition, it didn’t stop Lydia’ eyes from tearing up slightly as her sensitive nose smacked the man’s dangling balls with a surprising amount of force.
“Oh my fucking God!” Mystery Boy screamed as he held his dick for a few seconds longer, savoring the feel of Lydia' tight throat muscles constricting around the majority of the shaft.
“KWWWWKKKKKK,” Lydia gagged when she was allowed to breathe again.
With access to her throat, Mystery Boy’s thrusting became more motivated. Over and over, Lydia's lips slid all the way down his veiny shaft before feeling the raspy touch of his pubes against her chin at the same time the familiar feel of balls slapped against her eyes and forehead. After another half-dozen thrusts, Mystery Boy drove forward then kept her pretty face pressed against his nuts. The seconds ticked by of Lydia's face resting again between his thighs, balls on her face, her lips nestled in his long pubes and his dick completely buried in her throat.
“There you go,” the man celebrated.
Not satisfied with soaking his dick in her throat, the tall boy began to facefuck the handcuffed girl with greater zeal. All Lydia could do was keep her lips wrapped around his shaft as he did slow thrusts in and out of her mouth, holding his cock in her throat for a few seconds before repeating. After slowing down his face fucking for a minute, he changed gears again, having restored his energy levels.
The nameless boy delivered a volley of a dozen deep thrusts into her throat and yet Lydia kept from spilling any of her own saliva down over her face. His speed was aided by the amount of spit on his dick and in her mouth, but she was proud of herself. This just motivated Mystery Boy more. He shortened his thrusts so only half his dick left her mouth before plowing back down her throat, performing a quick fucking motion that had his balls bouncing on her nose and eyes at frightening regularity.
“Jesus Christ, you are special,” Mystery Boy complimented, panting from being out of breath after a lengthy spell of the face fucking.
“Been saying...that for...years,” Lydia quipped, still in the process of catching her breath.
“Oh! We’re going to have such fun,” Mystery Boy cooed.
This time he reached down and massaged her round tits, smearing her spit into the skin to make them slippery and glisten in the light. With his focus divided due to those large, perfect boobs, his nut sack began grinding on her mouth and face, smearing her spit around her skin. Lydia recovered quickly and obliged by extending her tongue and lapping at the sack as it went by. With her lips parted, Mystery Boy steered his dick back inside, using her throat for pleasure. Rather than the rapid, all-out thrusting pattern he used throughout the tryst so far, instead the tall boy went slow. Being the pro she was, her lips would glide along his length, her throat holding his meat pole inside for a half-dozen seconds before it was slowly removed. This was followed by 3 hard, fast strokes into Lydia's mouth before he reverted back to the slow, almost romantic deep throating once more.
“Need to fuck you for real,” Mystery Boy stated as he got up onto the bed and crawled between her spread legs.
“No rest for the wicked,” Lydia smiled. “Any chance you’re going to wrap the little soldier between your legs?”
“You shouldn’t have lost my flower. Forgetful girls don’t get condoms,” Mystery Boy retorted.
“A girl had to ask,” Lydia said with chagrin.
Any thoughts about condoms and birth control were tossed out of her pretty head the moment his very wet cock slid right into her pussy. Apparently spit made a great lubricant, and after the upside down, deep throat blowjob she had delivered, there was lots of that on his manhood. Mystery Boy had little trouble pushing all 9 inches of his cock through her velvety folds, going balls deep inside Lydia Martin on his first thrust.
“God, yes!” Lydia moaned loudly, lifting her hips to try to get even more inside her.
“God, you have perfect tits,” Mystery Boy complimented, observing as they bounced back and forth in rhythm with his thrusts.
Mystery Boy couldn’t help himself but watched as the redhead’s pair of beautiful boobs bounced rhymically in front of her. Naturally, this spurred him on to thrust into her with a single hard thrust and watched as her large tits bound all the way up, nearly smacking her in the face and giving her a matching set of black eyes.
“Again. Fuck me hard like that again,” Lydia half begged, half demanded.
Though it was Mystery Boy’s first instinct to lean down and worship the bouncing tits with his mouth, he resisted because it would’ve required him to slow down, if not stop altogether, and Mystery Boy was unwilling to do that. Instead, he had to do with worshiping them from vision alone, which was still a pretty damn good deal.
Having ample amples of lubrication from Lydia's spit, the pace which Mystery Boy could fuck the busty 16 year old was lightning fast. With a hand planted right near Lydia's armpit on either side, Mystery Boy held himself upright as his hips constantly slammed down into the busty teen’s womb before retreating so only his dickhead remained inside her velvety folds.
“Hard,” Lydia begged. “Give it to me hard.”
“Jesus! You are something special,” Mystery Boy panted, his body gaining a nice lather of sweat.
“You’re only now figuring that out,” Lydia quipped with a grin.
Mystery Boy wasn’t the only one who would break a sweat this evening. With her hands bound all spread eagle, Lydia wasn’t able to help as much as she would like, but she still managed to push against the frame of the bed, helping to meet Mystery Boy’s thrusts into her snatch. Taking a leaf from her book on leverage, Mystery Boy leaned further forward over the busty girl, resting both hands on the mattress just outside of her shoulder to help generate even more thrusting power.
“Fucking take it, Ugh,” Mystery Boy groaned.
Those were the last coherent words spoken for the next long while. No words other than the guttural moan or incoherent begging for harder or more. Lydia was alternating between begging for more, leaving her mouth hanging wide open in a large O or biting her bottom lip. Mystery Boy was a bit more one-note in his expression, opting for what could be described as a snarl as he used his arms and powerful hips to thrust down and up into Lydia's wet snatch. Of course, he was aided by the gorgeous girl, who was lifting her perfectly formed ass off the mattress to meet his downward thrusts, taking him that little bit deeper and harder in the process.
Lydia continued to arch her back and squirm in pleasure beneath his strong torso as Mystery Boy continued to pound his hard cock into her. His erect cock slid effortlessly into Lydia's smooth pussy, her moist juices coating him and making his relentless thrusting effortless. Moaning as the boy continued to dominate her by pushing harder into her, the redhead was thoroughly enjoying herself. Both their bodies now were covered in a growing layer of sweat as they started to glide overtop of each other. As his lengthy cock continued stretching her hole and rubbing against her G spot, Lydia wished she could reach a hand down and use her deft fingers to rub her clit.
"Keep going..." Lydia breathed with urgency. “Just like that.”
However, the next best thing happened. Over the course of time since he’d been fucking her, their pace had changed several times, from the rapid thrusting to a more slow and measured approach. Right now, he was hammering down into her at a medium pace, but the way his hips would tilt upwards after he bottomed out in her snatch then started to withdraw was heaven. It was achieving the rub of her G-spot with his dickhead, as well as the friction on her clit. And after fucking for as long as they’d been, Lydia was desperate for a release of her energies.
“Yeah? Gonna cum?” Mystery Boy asked with a satisfied smirk on his face.
“God, yes! So close,” Lydia nodded her head vigorously.
Though her having an orgasm wasn’t part of the deal, Mystery Boy decided to grant it to her. Just like she asked, Mystery Boy continued to fuck her with that deliberate rhythm, thrusting his hips down hard before rocking his body forward before pulling out. It only took another minute before Lydia reached her climax.
"Yes...yes...yes...OOHHHHH FUCKING HELL," Lydia screamed as she creamed all over his throbbing cock.
Based on her whelping, screaming and body thrashing, Mystery Boy could assume the busty redhead was enjoying a powerful orgasm. He was impressed that her orgasm lasted for nearly 30 seconds, though he could have done without her nearly bursting his eardrums in the process. Finally, Lydia went limp and silent, with Mystery Boy starting to increase his thrusts accordingly as her pussy went looser than ever.
Barely missing a beat, Lydia opened her eyes and stared the man up in his face and noted a very big tell. “Cum in me, big boy.”
Though he wanted to give in to that wonderful request, the nameless boy had more planned, therefore he unsheathed from her heavenly pussy. “Not done with you yet.”
After he regretfully unsheathed his flesh pole from the warm confines of her sex, Mystery Boy scooted back on the bed a length before rocking up to his feet and heading into the desk, where a small set of keys rested.
“Thanks,” Lydia said, rubbing her wrists after she was released. “Was starting to lose circulation in them.”
Mystery Boy didn’t reply, well, not with words. Instead, he smiled like a shark eyeing a school of fish before he grabbed Lydia's curvy body and flipped her around. The red-haired girl found herself flat on her stomach, tits pressed into the mattress before a set of strong hands grabbed her hips and pulled them backwards. Instantly, Lydia was kneeling on hands and knees before feeling the cinching of the handcuffs around her wrists once again before the other ends were snapped around the frame of the bed.
“But who needs to have blood flow and feel their hands,” Lydia quipped after she was bound again.
“You need to be punished properly, don’t you?” Mystery Boy asked in a tone that was more statement than question.
“Why am I suddenly nervous,” the kneeling girl asked.
Apparently Mystery Boy wanted an answer and wasn’t happy to have a sassy remark instead. Therefore, the tall boy cocked his right arm back before swinging it forward. Lydia let out a whelp as his palm smacked against her firm ass, causing her backside to jiggle before instantly reddening from the spanking he just delivered.
“I asked you a question, Lydia,” Mystery Boy hissed.
“You can do whatever you want with me,” the normally spirited 16 year old answered. “I lost your damn flower, after all.”
Excited by the submissive behavior from his redhead, not to mention the shape of her great ass, Mystery Boy gripped both cheeks then pulled them apart. Instantly, not only did her bright pink pussy come into view, but her crinkled butthole. The cheek pulling had caused the smallest of gapes to appear in her ass, letting the tall boy know that Lydia was no stranger to anal sex. Using that information, Mystery Boy swirled some saliva in his mouth before leaning in and spitting right onto her backdoor.
“Whoa! Did you just spit on me,” Lydia gasped in shock.
Ignoring her question, he made a demand: “Wet this for me,” Mystery Boy asked, pressing his finger into Lydia's mouth.
“Yes sir,” Lydia replied before giving the finger a wet blowjob.
Mystery Boy wasn’t aware, but not only did Lydia Martin have a wealth of anal experience despite her tender 16 years of age, but she’d received a double penetration only the day before. Lacking that knowledge, he was surprised with the ease at which his long index finger disappeared fully into Lydia's asshole. Pulling his finger out, he got a view of the improved gape, before he brought his hand to Lydia's face and isolated that very same finger that had been in her ass for her to clean.
“Taste your asshole,” Mystery Boy demanded.
Lydia wished she could have gone pure slut mode on him by grabbing his wrist and making eye contact with him as she went ass to mouth on his finger. However, the handcuffs prevented that, so Lydia could only open her mouth, allow Mystery Boy to push his lengthy digit into her mouth and then close her lips tightly around his finger. With her lips forming a seal, Lydia had his finger resting right on her tongue and sensitive taste buds as she bobbed her head, giving the finger a blowjob, tasting and cleaning her ass off his skin.
“Tell me how it tastes? How much you like your asshole’s flavor,” Mystery Boy asked.
“I love it,” Lydia answered as first one, then a second digits slid into her asshole to not only stretch her out for things to come, but add spit deeper into her anal tract to act as lubricant.
“Suck them. Taste them. Wet them.”
Lydia took the two digits that had been fucking her ass, as well as a third one that hadn’t, and began bobbing her head along their length. She could taste her ass on the fingers again, but that didn’t deter her one bit. With a short but sloppy blowjob complete, Mystery Boy took his fingers and pressed the three past her anal ring and all the way into her stretched booty. Not content, Mystery Boy pulled out, spat on his fingertips then pressed his pinky finger in with the others to make it 4 digits in Lydia Martin’s ass.
“Naughty boy,” Lydia commented with a slight bite of her lower lip as four digits pushed in and out of her sphincter.
“Me naughty? You’re the one with four fingers fucking your ass,” Mystery Boy laughed.
Mystery Boy couldn’t wait any longer. Therefore, Mystery Boy pulled his four fingers from the curvy redhead’s asshole and looked at the significant gape in her booty as he spit down onto his cock and worked the organic lube onto his tip. Guiding his erect tool into her pussy, entering it with ease until he was completely buried with her. This confused Lydia greatly as she figured after all the talk of putting it anywhere, not to mention fingering her asshole, that was where his dick would end up. Yet, the surprise of him entering her pink slit caused Lydia to scream even louder. However, he wasn’t in her cunt for long. He soaked himself within her flowing juices for a long few seconds then pumped once in and out of her twat before withdrawing altogether.
The beauty was about to complain when she learnt of Mystery Boy's true motivation. He had simply used her pussy juices as a natural lubrication for when his dick entered her asshole, which would be any second now. She felt his tip contact the sphincter that kept things out of her most taboo of holes, simply waiting there for her to relax. The second Mystery Boy felt the 16 year old’s tone ease up, he made his move by pushing his hips further forward until he felt her anal ring squeeze the crown of his cock, the penetration confirmed by a wet slurping pop.
“Ohh...aahhhh,” Lydia squalled.
Mystery Boy had fucked enough girls to know how to handle the beginning of anal sex so he pushed only a few inches into her ass then stopped altogether. He gave her a few seconds grace period to get used to the dick invading her rectum before he started making small thrusts into her backdoor. To his amazing credit, not only did the busty girl resist balling up her fists, but her mouth stayed open in a wide O as not so much as a flash of discomfort crossed her beautiful face.
“Damn that’s tight,” Mystery Boy grunted.
Mystery Boy noticed that her ass seemed to loosen up extremely quickly, which wasn’t a complete shock considering he was able to stuff her booty with four of his fingers. He thrust into her asshole with slow, short strokes to get her warmed up, but it seemed that with each passing moment she was able to take more. Riding his luck, Mystery Boy continued to thrust deeper, slowly increasing the speed simultaneously until his entire dick was passing in and out of Lydia Martin’s asshole.
"Oh yeah! That's what I wanted," Mystery Boy grunted as Lydia made small, subconscious moans.
Seeing that she was taking her sodomy so well, Mystery Boy started to go deeper and faster and yet Lydia was up to the task. Getting more aggressive, the tall boy propped her up using a pillow beneath her hips so their pelvises lined up better, allowing for Mystery Boy to thrust into Lydia Martin with renewed force. Now, not only was he going balls deep in the 16 year old girl, but every thrust was slapping against her booty hard enough to make her thick ass ripple from the contact.
“Ahhhhhh...ffuuuccckkkk,” Lydia cursed as her ass was fucked...hard.
“This is your true punishment. A rough ass fucking,” Mystery Boy hissed down, working himself up into a frenzy.
“Yes. Punish me!” Lydia grunted in response, her ass cheeks growing red from the repetitive smacking against his hips.
The nameless boy grabbed her by her shapely hips and used his arms to pull her back to meet his faster and harder thrusts. The result was a rippling of her ass every time his pelvis smashed her booty, which was often. Lydia didn’t even care about how sore her wrists were getting due to the more aggressie assfucking as the handciffs dug into her flesh more, due to how good it was feeling in her booty. After a minute, the brown-haired boy slowed it down, slowly pushing all 9 inches into her canal, which earned him a lustful look over the redhead’s shoulder.
“Ready…” Mystery Boy started as he slammed all 9 inches deep in Lydia's ass. “...to taste…” he reared back only to drive his entire cock back down into her rectum. “...your ass?”
“Ready?” Lydia asked with a quirk of the eyebrow. “I’ve been drooling at the prospect since you gave me a hint of it from your fingers earlier.”
For added flavor, Mystery Boy kept his cock soaking in the deepest recesses of Lydia Martin’s bowels for several long heartbeats before pulling out. Despite his excitement, Mystery Boy felt his limbs and body moving more sluggishly from the total exertion of the night. Ignoring that, Mystery Boy walked to the foot of the bed until his dick waved right in front of Lydia's sweat-beaded face. Unable to use her hand given the handcuffs, Lydia parted her lips and pushed her head forward until his bulbous tip poked the back of her mouth. Closing her lips, Lydia backed her head all the way back, giving an extra hard suck with only his tip in her mouth before pulling back, making an audible pop as her lips pulled away.
“God, my ass is so tasty,” the handcuffed beauty cooed.
As if proving her point, Lydia twisted her head to the right as her tongue extended and licked the underbelly of his shaft from base to tip. The gorgeous 16 year old did this three more times, licking the top and two sides clean of any anal juices before Mystery Boy remembered her extraordinary oral talents. Gripping the sides of her head, Mystery Boy pulled her face forward and leaned his hips towards her at the same time. His dick hit the back of the mouth, prompting Mystery Boy to press his hips further forward and felt his bulbous head enter her throat, burying Lydia's adorable nose in his short and curly pubes.
“Jesus! Fuck!” Mystery Boy groaned as Lydia continued to hold him down in her throat.
Though capable of holding in her gullet for much longer, Lydia was more interested in putting on an energetic oral performance and wanted to keep it moving. Therefore, as soon as her nose was pressed against his flat abdomen, she was pulling back, her lips massaging every inch of his slobbery manhood as she retreated. In this position, she had a lot more slack with her arm movement so could control more of the face fucking then when she was laying upside down on the bed earlier. Thus, the curvy girl with big tits bobbed once to the 3-inch mark, twice to the halfway point of his cock then relaxed her throat and took him completely into her mouth, down to his balls. In fact, Lydia even found the time to extend her tongue and actually give his nuts a little lick as she held all 9 inches of hard dick in her gullet.
"How'd your ass taste," Mystery Boy asked, pulling his dick from her talented mouth.
"Really good," she replied with a smile as she extended her tongue and took a long lick of his cock.
“Gonna fuck your ass raw again,” he warned as he climbed back on the bed.
Neither Mystery Boy or Lydia knew how long they fucked for. They went into a pattern of the tall boy pumping into her ass for tens of minutes at a time before he fed Lydia the taste of her ass from his dick. That was repeated until it was taking a great effort to climb back up onto the bed from exhaustion on Mystery Boy’s part. Finally, as with all good things, the nameless boy had reached the apex of his long awaited climax.
"Ugh! Oh Lord! Need to cum," Mystery Boy grunted, orgasm seconds away.
"Yes Mystery Boy. Go for you," she implored, her asshole being used for his pleasure. “Cum for me.”
"Gonna...cum...soon," Mystery Boy warned between thrusts, each one stronger and feeling more penetrative than the last.
"Mhmm...oh...cum right on my ass," Lydia begged, feeling him becoming more erratic which signaled his imminent orgasm.
"No...in your ass," he groaned, not able to withstand any more of her vice-like booty.
Rearing back one last time Mystery Boy plunged as deep into her rectum as he possibly could. Holding himself pressed inside her, for a final time that night, the man released his seed into Lydia Martin’s tightest of orifices, pumping his thick cum against the deepest walls of her bowels. Already exhausted from the length of time and energy expended, cumming was the straw that finally broke the camel’s back. Regardless, he still savored the feel of his pulsing cock buried in Lydia's ass as her sphincter hugged him snugly.
"Wow," Lydia moaned as Mystery Boy pulled his deflating cock from her ass for the last time.
“Fuck! Worth…the lost…flower,” Mystery Boy panted as he laid on the mattress.
“Mind getting the keys? Pretty sure my wrists are chafed raw,” Lydia admitted. “And my ass...wow. I think I’ll be out of commission for a while after that thrashing.”
“What can I say, you bring out the beast in me,” he replied, releasing Lydia from her bondage.
“Thanks,” Lydia grinned. “Now I think a shower and bed are calling to me.”
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