Lily stop lying down-it’s time to fuck and cum on your stomach

In a cozy, dimly lit bedroom, Lily reclined on the bed, her voluptuous figure sprawled over the plush duvet. Her breasts, full and perky, strained against the confines of her lacy bra. She was tired of waiting, tired of teasing. It was time to satisfy her craving. “Lily, stop lying down. It’s time to fuck,” a deep, commanding voice echoed from the doorway.

Lily’s eyes darted towards the source of the voice. A tall, muscular man stood in the doorway, his chiseled features accentuated by the soft glow of the room. He was naked, save for a pair of boxer briefs that clung to his toned thighs. Lily felt a shiver run down her spine at the sight of him.

She slowly slid off the bed, her bare feet sinking into the plush carpet. She sauntered towards the man, her hips swaying with each step. “You’re right,” she purred, her voice dripping with desire. “It’s time to fuck.”

The man reached out and grabbed Lily by the waist, pulling her close. His lips crashed against hers in a passionate kiss, his tongue invading her mouth. Lily moaned into the kiss, her hands roaming over the man’s muscular chest.

He broke the kiss and pushed Lily back onto the bed. She landed on her back, her legs spread wide. The man climbed on top of her, his hands groping her breasts through her bra. He ripped the flimsy fabric away, exposing her perfect globes to his hungry gaze.

Lily gasped as the man’s lips found her nipple, his tongue swirling around the hardened bud. He suckled and nibbled, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. His other hand trailed down her stomach, dipping beneath the waistband of her panties.

His fingers slipped between her wet folds, stroking her clit in slow, deliberate circles. Lily bucked against his hand, her hips rolling in time with his movements. “I need your cock,” she whimpered, her voice thick with lust.

The man obliged, pulling his fingers from her dripping pussy. He reached down and shucked off his boxer briefs, freeing his massive erection. Lily’s eyes widened at the sight of it, her mouth watering with anticipation. He climbed on top of her, positioning himself at her entrance.

He thrust forward, burying himself deep inside her. Lily cried out, her walls stretching to accommodate his girthy length. He began to move, his hips pounding against hers with abandon. Lily wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him deeper.

The man pistoned in and out of her, his balls slapping against her ass. Lily arched her back, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. The room filled with the sounds of their moans and the slick slide of skin against skin.

Suddenly, the man flipped Lily over, pushing her face-down on the bed. He kneeled behind her, grabbing her hips and pulling her back onto his cock. He finally pounded into her from behind, his thick meat plunging into her tight cunt. Lily bit her lip, muffling her cries as the pleasure mounted.

The man reached around, his fingers finding her clit once more. He rubbed the sensitive nub in time with his thrusts, pushing Lily closer to the edge. She could feel the tension building, her body beginning to tremble. She was so close, teetering on the precipice of ecstasy.

With one last, powerful thrust, the man buried himself deep inside Lily. His cock twitched as he filled her with his hot seed, his fingers pinching her clit. Lily cried out as her orgasm crashed over her, her pussy clenching around the man’s still-throbbing cock.

They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat. The man wrapped his arms around Lily, pulling her close. She rested her head on his chest, listening to the rapid thrum of his heartbeat.

“I think you need to fuck more often,” Lily mumbled, a smile playing on her lips.

The man chuckled, his hand trailing up and down Lily’s spine. “I’m here to serve, baby,” he purred, his voice a low rumble. “And I intend to give you exactly what you need, when you need it.”

Lily turned her head, pressing a soft kiss to the man’s chest. “Good,” she whispered. “Because I’m going to need it often.”

And with that, they drifted off to sleep, sated and content, ready for another round later that night.