Staying at Sanne's is not boring

Are we leaving yet? Lucie asked Sanne.

No, not allowed. No transportation. And are not allowed to cycle.

Why not? Really boring like that.

Sanne noticed that Lucie actually didn't like it that much. She had expected that if she would spend the night with Sanne, they could go wild together. Hanging out with some nice guys was what she had been looking forward to all week. Sanne was someone who was always with those boys. Except now. Lucie hadn't known that Sanne was usually picked up and dropped off. A sigh escaped from her lips. Shall we watch a movie then?

Is good. A scary one?

Go ahead.

Lucie had had a crush on a boy from a neighboring village for some time. Sanne knew him well, because she secretly dated one of his best friends. Sanne had told Lucie in no time that he, Bram, had cycled to their farm after school and that they had done more than just kissed in the barn. Lucy had listened with wide eyes and half open mouth. She always had the idea that Sanne was very innocent. She did hang out with boys a lot, but she didn't get really close with them. So looks are deceiving. On the other hand, because of her assertiveness and smooth demeanor, Lucie had the image that she regularly did more with boys than just chatting. Lucie liked that image. She didn't have much experience yet, but she wasn't a virgin anymore either. That was a bit disappointing for her, though. Maybe that's why she'd stuck to kissing and doing some crafts.

Now she was watching a movie with Sanne. Although she liked the bowl of popcorn in her hand and the movie on the screen, the feeling remained a bit mixed. Lucie might have been looking forward to a night of chilling with nice guys instead of chilling on Sanne's couch. Fortunately, Sanne's brother was not there and her parents were at a party. As a result, the girls had the empire to themselves. Sanne was therefore free to put on ready pajamas. She had done so quickly before the film had even started. Lucie had accompanied her upstairs, but concluded that she did not have such colorful pajamas as Sanne. In fact, Lucie didn't bring any pajamas. She just wore a shirt before sleeping. Her thong was the only thing that would cover the bottom of her body. Sanne didn't care. Lucie had often seen it with little on and there would be no one there anyway. That was true. Shortly afterwards, the two were sitting on the couch in their sleeping outfit. A blanket provided some extra coziness during this exciting film.

After the movie, the two girls chatted for a while. It wasn't long before they went to Sanne's bedroom. The large farmhouse had the bedrooms at the rear. Lucie thought that was quite a walk in her thong and camisole, so she kept the blanket around her. Sanne was in a dent because of this. She stamped Lucie as a prude. Then Lucie pulled the blanket off her. She didn't let Sanne say that. She defiantly turned around her own axis, after which she brutally pulled her shirt up and down. Because of the hard nipples she had, her full breasts were almost perfect. Sanne blushed a little at this, laughed and continued on the way to her bedroom. That was just a few more steps.

In the bedroom, Lucie closed the door behind her. Just then, the girls heard that Sanne's parents had also arrived at home. The small bedside lamp made sure that Lucie could see that Sanne was smiling. Then she turned onto her side with her back to Lucie. Sanne's spacious double bed felt a bit cold. Lucie was used to a warm nest. Where Sanne quickly ended up in dreamland, Lucie just couldn't get to sleep. After tossing and turning for a long time, she finally fell asleep.

When Lucie woke up, she looked at the digital alarm clock next to Sanne's bed. It was still dark. Lucie sighed. She stroked her long, dark hair. 2.43. It felt like she was ready for another day. Yet she still had to sleep. She turned on her right side, then her left side, and then her back. No attitude helped to go back to dreamland. Sanne, on the other hand, lay in deep rest. Lucie decided, after the alarm clock had indicated that it had been three o'clock, to go downstairs for a while. Drinking a glass might help. She sometimes did that at home too. Gently she got up, got out of bed and tiptoed to the bedroom door. Lucie glanced around. She looked at Sanne for a few seconds. He still seemed to be deep in dreamland. With extreme caution, Lucie opened the bedroom door, stepped out of the bedroom, and left the door ajar. She continued down the long corridor to the stairs that led her down. In the big farmhouse, getting to the kitchen was a bigger job than getting to her own home.

The kitchen was reached without making too much noise. Lucie took a glass from a kitchen cupboard and then opened the refrigerator to fill it with juice. Then she softly closed the refrigerator door and secured herself space in a chair at the small kitchen table. Slumped back slightly, she took a sip of the fruit drink. Her thoughts wandered a bit from how differently she had imagined this evening.

Because she was lost in thought, she hadn't heard that Sanne's father had also come down.

Hey, you here too?

Lucie startled a little. She saw Sanne's father standing in the doorway of the kitchen. Apparently he didn't mind being alone in his white men's briefs.

Uh, yes. I couldn't sleep, said Lucie. So I went to grab a drink.

Meanwhile, Peter, Sanne's father, had been watching quickly. Lucie, of course, was in her thong and unflattering camisole. The drop in temperature in the kitchen made her nipples stand out clearly through the fabric.

Doesn't matter, he said. Then he also took a glass and poured juice for himself as well.

Lucie looked at him quickly. She had to laugh to herself. That father, whom she estimated to be around forty, partly because Sanne had once said that her parents were really young, still looked good. Apparently, farm life was one that kept the body in good shape. When her gaze reached his crotch, something became clear. Did he have a boner now? Just waited. For a few seconds she felt embarrassed. It was Sanne's father. However, the cheeky girl, as everyone knew her, soon surfaced in her again.

Just as Peter had replaced the suit and lifted his glass to his mouth, Lucie asked, Apparently you don't mind me sitting here either.

Peter turned to Lucie. What do you mean?

Lucie said nothing to that, but laughed mischievously and fixed her gaze on his crotch. That slip must have been way too tight by now, because it was no longer an incipient erection.

Peter looked around for a moment. What was he supposed to say?

Lucie beat him to it. Is it because of my breasts? Do you like it? Or my thong?

Peter looked at her and away.

Not bad. Isn't it a compliment? I couldn't get a better compliment, could I?

Peter nodded his head a little. Lucie looked at him with twinkling eyes. Actually, it couldn't be what she had in mind. It was so wrong. She took her drink in hand, stood up and walked a few steps to the father, who was still fairly stiff. Her bright eyes were enchanting, of course, but this sparkle in the dimly lit kitchen made everyone melt. Almost innocently, she bounced her buttocks on the counter, right next to Peter. His eyes quickly slid over her body. Do you think I'm pretty?

Peter looked at her. His blue eyes also sparkled. He placed his right hand gently just above Lucie's right knee. Almost unnoticed, she moved a little. She spread her legs a little because of that. Expectantly she looked at Sanne's almost naked father.

As beautiful as Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds, he said softly.

I had never heard that before, said Lucie, almost astonished. She placed her right hand on his. But Peter, how am I supposed to explain to Sanne that you get a hard one from me?

Lucie looked away almost innocently for a moment, but quickly turned her head back to the erection in the white briefs. Her eyes were glued to that. Peter said nothing. He looked at his daughter's girlfriend. Lucie looked quite shapely. She was tall, estimated to be about six feet. Her breasts were clearly impossible to ignore. The D cup was different from that of both his wife and daughter. Both had a nice but modest B cup. Lucies front had trouble keeping herself really neat in the shirt. Lucie saw him watching and actually spread her legs a bit. Peter's gaze went straight to the teenager's crotch. The situation got a little awkward. Normally Lucie would have made a comment or would have run away from this situation. Now she felt differently. Neither getting out of this situation nor taking action occurred to her. She was sitting there on the counter. Did Peter's dick grow now?

Wide-eyed, Lucie stared at the tightening fabric around Peter's penis. His excitement was obvious and apparently this situation helped counteract it. Unnoticed, Lucie bit her bottom lip. She looked at her Peter for a moment. She would never forget this image. Her hand was still resting on his on her leg. Gently she pushed his hand up a little. His fingers now slid very close to the fabric of her thong. The fact that his index finger was only about an inch from her pussy made her moister.

Lucie looked at Peter. He didn't put his hand away and seemed to be kneading her thigh a bit. She let go of his hand. She slid the top of her hand along his briefs. She looked innocently at him. Then she looked back at his crotch.

Maybe we should keep this between us, Peter said softly.

Lucie laughed mischievously. Again she slid her hand along his still stowed cock. Not accidentally this time, but deliberately with the inside of her hand, from his balls to his head. There she sensibly slid her fingertips off his cock. Peter then squeezed Lucies thigh a little tighter. She spread her legs even more. Her right leg was now against Sannes father's. That also caused the slightly puffy lips to struggle to stay behind the minimal fabric of her thong. The right side was already a bit visible. Lucie felt it, but did nothing about it. Peter saw it.

Do you have a boyfriend? Peter asked softly.

No, Lucie said even softer. Why?

Peter slid his hand slightly to the side. His index finger now touched the exposed part of her pussy lip. Lucie reached out her hand. Gently she stroked Peter's cock asking for space.

Do you have experience?

Little. Then she grabbed the edge of his briefs. We keep this between us, don't we?

Lucie pushed the slip down. It was clear that the hefty specimen of the farmer's father was happy with the space he was given. Lucie looked at it fondly. Peter pushed his hand even further aside. With his flat hand he now rested on Lucie's crotch. He must have felt that she was already damp, despite the fabric. She grabbed the cock and gently tugged on it. Gosh, how good was this. His head was already gleaming with pre-cum. Lucie willingly ran her hand over it, allowing the moisture to smooth out the movements of her right hand. She gently pulled the foreskin back and forth. She didn't take her gaze from his shiny head.

With her free hand she pulled aside the fabric of her thong. She wanted to feel his hand on her wet lips. How glad she was that she had shaved herself that morning with the utmost precision, even though that would have been for a completely different person. The full hand on her pussy felt good. Lucie bit her bottom lip. Peter saw that as an invitation to push one finger in. That felt good. With her left hand she now grabbed wildly at her own breasts. She just barely tore her shirt to pieces to properly knead these big tits. Her nipples were already rock hard. Meanwhile, Lucie continued to tug on Peter's hard cock. She had picked up the pace. Was he coming as fast as the guys she'd been jerking off lately?

The finger in her pussy went in deep every time. This one felt very different from those of her peers, especially when a second one came along. Peter's thumb knew exactly where to find her most sensitive spot. This was already so much better than what she was used to. Peter leaned forward a little. Lucie saw him bring his face to her neck. He gently kissed her down. She then pushed him back. Lucie stopped the horny handjob for a few seconds to take off her shirt. Peter's eyes widened when he saw the mighty horny breasts of his daughter's girlfriend. With his free hand he grabbed them and with his mouth he began to satisfy them. How good that felt! Lucie was getting wetter by the second. Had she ever been this wet? It surpassed everything. It was so wrong and so extremely horny at the same time!

Peter stood a little differently. He came right between her legs. Lucie was thrilled that his cock was now close to her pussy. She continued to jerk him off fervently. Every time she moved back and forth, his hand also felt the magic happening between her own thighs. Those fingers were so deep inside her. Occasionally it almost came out of her pussy, but never all the way. She felt them moving vigorously inside her. When Lucie suddenly got those same fingers in front of her mouth, she licked them off a bit awkwardly. It was that she had seen this while watching Internet porn, otherwise it would not have occurred to her. That also ensured that she saw the opportunity. Lucie continued to tug on the rock-hard cock, but was now almost holding the head to her lips. The mighty weapon was too tempting. Would she?

Lucie gave Peter an almost questioning look. He pulled his hand back from her mouth and grabbed her by the hips. As a result, his cock really came against her wet pussy. A sweltering sensation ran through her body. She wanted it. Here and now. She pushed her hips forward willingly. Peter looked down for a moment and then back at her. His cockhead thumped emphatically against her wet port. Lucie let his head slide back and forth between her lips and then put it against her hole. Peter understood that a little pressure was allowed. Lucie wrapped her legs around Sannes father. His head went in easily. That feeling was indescribable. Slowly she felt her pussy getting filled more and more. She squeezed her eyes shut. She didn't know this yet.

When Peter had half his cock in her horny cave, he grabbed her even tighter. Calmly he moved his hips back a little, then pushed him forward. Within three thrusts his cock reached deep inside her. Lucie wanted to moan in pleasure. This was great. Peter fucked her wonderfully rhythmically. His thrusts were long and powerful. He knew what fucking was. That was obvious. The difference with her peers was clear again. He grabbed her breasts with one hand. They moved along wonderfully on the fuck rhythm that the man imposed on her.

Firmly Peter fucked Lucie. Her legs were tight around his waist. With her left hand she held him by the shoulder, while her right hand behind her still offered some support. The night's silence was filled with a light sopping noise. Lucie had never been so wet. Who would have dreamed that getting fucked on the kitchen counter by the father of one of her best friends would be so hot and delicious? The hard penetration of her tight pussy also felt blissful for Peter.

He lifted Lucie off the counter by grabbing her buttocks. She threw her arms around him. The horny farmer continued to fuck her while standing. Although Lucie was tall, he had no trouble holding the maid up. Lucie felt her body sink deep into his fuck rod. How horny this was. In this way, Peter walked to the kitchen table. There, with one hand, he took the chair Lucie had sat on earlier and pushed it back. He carefully sat down on it. Lucie thus came to sit on his lap. She could touch the ground with her feet. Now she could wonderfully bounce back and forth on his hard rod. With her horny pussy she rode his cock in an intense way. She shifted her hips more than she bobbed up and down. Peter eagerly took advantage of this position to indulge her breasts with his mouth. He couldn't get enough of that. Lucie had never felt her breasts so loved. Her nipples were more sensitive than ever. Peter's tongue did some really magical things with it.

It wasn't long before Peter lifted her up again. This time he let his hard, long cock slide out of her pussy. Lucie looked at him questioningly. He also got up and turned Lucie over to the dining room table with her back to him. A hand told her to bend forward. Lucie immediately understood what was meant and also spread her legs a little. She felt Peter's throbbing head against her swollen lips. How wonderful it was to feel his cock slide so easily into her tight pussy. She gripped the table tightly as he grabbed her hips and began to fuck her hard. The fact that his balls managed to touch her clitoris with every thrust added an extra dimension to being fucked like this.

Peter squeezed Lucie's horny ass. Then he placed his hands firmly just above her hips again. He was also a bit spread out himself. His trained body seemed to let the punches come entirely from his hips. He had to make sure the kitchen table didn't squeak. The small tiles could be an unpleasant spoilsport. Lucie thoroughly enjoyed the moments when his amazing cock almost slid out of her pussy, only to accelerate in the other direction just in time. Lots of gas. So getting fucked could be really great, heavenly even.

Prolonged and intense penetration of this teen's horny, tight pussy made him feel his cum grow impatient. That's why he played it safe. He pulled his cock out of Lucie's almost dripping pussy and turned her around.

On your knees, he says softly but forcefully.

Lucie obeyed. Where she thought he would bring his cock to her mouth, he had very different plans. He lifted her up a little and went down on his knees himself. He promptly pushed his cock between her plump breasts. Lucie immediately pushed them together. Peter thus fucked her the Russian way. This felt good. This was new to both Peter and Lucie. Lucie saw that Peter enjoyed this immensely. She began to move against his movements. The shiny head of Peter's cock rose several inches above her breasts. Lucie stuck her tongue out to tease him every time. That was too much for Peter. Lucie felt that Peter was shooting a lot of cum. It got half on her tongue, half on her face and breasts. She had the idea that even rays were completely missing. Lucie kept moving her breasts until only drops of cum came out of his cock. She then slipped his cock between her smeared tits to give his cock a nice lick and a kiss.

Lucie got up and picked up a paper towel from the counter. She handed Peter a sheet and tore off some more for herself. She wiped all the cum from her body. Then she grabbed some more to wipe her pussy clean, and then positioned her thong again. Peter had already put his cock away. Lucie grabbed her shirt, put it on and looked at Peter. She was still blushing with pleasure. This man just knew what fucking was.

The next morning Sanne was awake before Lucie. When he opened her eyes in turn, Sanne asked if she had slept well. Had a wonderful night. That answer was not a lie.

Come on, are you getting dressed? Then we'll have breakfast. My parents also like to see you.

If only Sanne knew that Lucie had already seen Peter.