Lucy, The Shy But Horny

John was stuck at school again. It seemed even in school holidays, his mum’s ties with the school allowed him no escape.
The staff room was the best for such a hot day, with air conditioning and a coffee machine; it was the best place to relax.
“Now, your parents said they you had some work to do, so I’ll leave that up to you in here. I’ll be back in about an hour,”
Mrs. Mead waddled into the room, with Chinese student Lucy on her lead.
“Oh, hello Johnny, you can keep Lucy company? See you later, guys.” As soon as she was here, she was gone.
Lucy looked toward the table across the room and shyly scurried her way toward it.
Lucy tripped, falling unto John on the couch. As she fell, John put his hands up, shielding himself. His hand now lay cupped around her small breast.
John gave a nervous smile. Lucy looked up at him through her glasses with wide eyes. They stayed, frozen,
looking into each others eyes for a minute, until both understood what was wanted.

She let out a squeak, and slowly lowered her hand down toward John’s crotch, currently poking her in the stomach.
He held his breath expectantly, amazed by the circumstances. He knew she had been a shy girl, likely with
bottled up anxiety, but had no idea it was to this extent. She was damn horny.
He moved his hand from her breast and glided it down her back, feeling her small framed body. He stopped at her ass and squeezed.
Again, she let out a quiet squeak. This excitement rushed her, and she slipped her hand down into John’s
pants, her small fingers swirling and dancing around his bulging erection. Her eyes continued to widen.
John slowly turned to lay himself across the couch, pulling Lucy with him as she remained clung to his body.
Lucy unbuttoned her skirt, hastily pulling it down before working on John’s pants.
After giving her some help, John embraced Lucy as she lay her head into his shoulder, slowly grinding
against his length.

She increased her grinding, moaning into John’s ear. Her pleasure drove her faster, slowly increasing her
friction against him.
John spasmed in ecstasy, grinding against her as well, in a symphony of pleasure. He glided his hand
under her hurt, down her stomach and tugged at her pink kitten panties, his throbbing cock ready to enter.

“N-no..” Lucy whispered with a slight accent, “Too big, it will hurt.”
He pouted. Lucy acknowledged this and quickly said a sorry, before squirming down from his neck.
She kissed down his stomach, and reached his boxers, groping it through the material.
She licked the fabric twice, before yanking them down, flipping out her desire; his cock.
She stared in wonder for a few seconds, before hungrily licking up his shaft and producing a small smile.
She looked back at him with a look of uncertainty.
He gave a look of confidence, nodding. With that she plunged his head into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat.
He closed his eyes and pushed his head back, his length filling her body with her wet pleasure.
With each drop of precum, Lucy’s head bobbed faster and more hungrily, craving his taste.
John rubbed his hand against her silky hair, his body slightly spasming with pleasure.
Lucy moaned, looking back into John’s eyes.
She sent his cock the furthest she could, creating a visible bump in her throat.
He quickly tugged her small head off his cock before stroking it as Lucy eagerly licked his balls.
White streams spurted from his head into Lucy’s glasses. One, two, three, the spurts covered her
glasses and her face as she opened her mouth in shock, allowing for his seed to trickle inside.
Once he was finally done, John let out a pleased sigh and continued watching as Lucy struggled
to see through her glasses, coated in a thick white substance. She climbed up next to him, kissing him on the cheek before licking up the excess on her face.
She gave him a hug, before devouring the last of his tasty seed, and hastily dressing.
She ran toward the door, probably embarrassed at her behavior. Unacceptable in her life’s culture.
Before she left the room, she turned around and flashed the smirking John a smile.
“I, um.. like you.”