Naughty [R-18]

In one swift motion, Dick hooked his fingers around the waistband of her panties and tugged them down, letting them fall to the floor. Without a word, he lifted Lin onto the counter, her body light in his hands as if she weighed nothing. Her thighs spread instinctively as he positioned her, the cool surface of the counter pressing against her bare skin.

He stepped back for a moment, his eyes sweeping over her body, taking in every inch of her. Lin's petite frame was delicious sight. Her bush, still thick, glistened with the wetness that had soaked her panties. Dick licked his lips, remembering her taste from before. She didn't speak, didn't dare move. Lin's eyes locked onto his, wide and dark with anticipation, her breathing shallow. The guilt was there, buried deep beneath the overwhelming need that consumed her.

Dick's hands moved to her thighs, his fingers gripping her soft flesh as he knelt in front of her, his eyes never leaving hers. Without hesitation, he buried his face between her legs, his tongue dragging slowly through her folds. Lin gasped, her hands shooting to the edge of the counter for support as her body jolted at the sudden sensation.

"D-Dick... please..." she whimpered, her voice shaking, barely holding herself together. But he ignored her, focusing instead on the heat of her cunt, the way her body responded to every flick of his tongue, every movement. He wanted to hear her fall apart, to feel her trembling beneath his touch as she lost herself to him.

Her thighs clenched around his head, her hands gripping the counter as she fought to keep herself grounded, but Dick was relentless. His tongue swirled around her clit, teasing her, bringing her closer with every passing second. Her breaths were shallow, her chest rising and falling rapidly as the pleasure built inside her.

"I... I can't..." Lin gasped, her voice trembling. "Please... I'm so close..."

He didn't stop. He kept her teetering on the edge, slowing just enough to drive her mad with need. Lin's body shuddered beneath him, her nails digging into the counter as she whimpered, pleading with her eyes for more, for release, but Dick had no intention of giving it to her—not yet.

With a satisfied smirk, he rose to his feet, his lips glistening with her wetness. Lin was a wreck in front of him, her chest heaving, her eyes wide and dark with lust. He leaned down, planting a firm kiss on her lips, his tongue darting into her mouth, sharing her own taste with her. Lin moaned into the kiss, her hands instinctively reaching up to pull him closer.

When he pulled away, his voice was a low, teasing growl. "Taste yourself, Lin."

Her eyes fluttered open, half-lidded with desire. The taste of herself on his lips sent a fresh wave of arousal through her.

He unzipped his pants, freeing his hard cock. Lin's eyes darted down, her breath catching as she took in the sight of him—thick, hard, and ready to claim her again. Her legs trembled in anticipation, the familiar heat pulsing between her thighs, but there was no hesitation this time. She wanted him, needed him, more than she cared to admit.

Without a word, Lin slid off the counter, dropping to her knees in front of him. Her fingers reached out, wrapping around the base of his cock, her touch tentative at first, but growing bolder as she felt his heat against her skin. She looked up at him, her lips parting as she leaned in, her tongue flicking out to taste him. The salty, musky flavor hit her senses, sending a shiver down her spine.

Dick watched her, his jaw clenched as she took him into her mouth, inch by inch. Her tongue swirled around the tip, teasing him, her lips soft and wet as they stretched around his girth. She moaned softly, the sound vibrating against his cock as she sucked him deeper, her hands moving to grip his thighs for balance.

"That's it," Dick muttered, his voice rough with arousal. "You know exactly what I like, don't you?"

Lin's only response was to take him deeper, her throat tightening as she pushed herself further, gagging slightly but not pulling away. Her eyes watered, but the desire to please him, to feel him lose control because of her, was stronger than the discomfort. She bobbed her head, her lips sliding up and down his length, her hand stroking the base where her mouth couldn't reach.

Dick groaned, his hand finding the back of her head, guiding her movements as she worked him with a desperation that bordered on need. Her tongue flicked against the underside of his cock, tracing the veins, her pace quickening as she sucked harder, her lips gliding over him with increasing urgency.

"Fuck, Lin," he grunted, his hips bucking slightly, pushing himself deeper into her mouth. "You are so good at this."

Lin moaned in response, the sound muffled as she took him as deep as she could, her throat convulsing around his cock. She was lost in it, the taste of him, the feel of him in her mouth, the way his hand tangled in her hair, controlling her. Every movement, every sound, drove her deeper into the haze of arousal that had overtaken her senses.

He held her there for a moment, his cock buried in her throat, watching as her eyes fluttered closed, her nails digging into his thighs. Just as Dick was lost in the sensation of Lin's mouth, the shop bell jingled. Lin froze, eyes wide with panic, her body tensing under the counter. A girl around 18 or 19 stepped in, her footsteps soft against the tiled floor. She had straight, jet-black hair falling just past her shoulders, framing a delicate, oval-shaped face. Her almond eyes, slightly tilted at the corners, and her skin was pale, almost translucent under the harsh fluorescent lights of the shop.

Dressed in a casual denim jacket over a fitted white tank top, paired with skinny jeans and sneakers, she exuded a youthful confidence, though there was a slight awkwardness in the way she looked around, as if unsure of herself. She hesitated for a moment when she saw Dick standing behind the counter, confusion flickering across her features.

"Uh, is Aunt Lin here?" she asked, her voice soft but curious. "Sorry, I'm her niece, Mei. This is my first time seeing you here."

Lin's breath hitched, panic flooding her veins as she realized the gravity of the situation. She was still on her knees, hidden from view by the counter, but Dick's firm hand pressed down on the back of her head, forcing her to keep his cock in her mouth. Her heart pounded in her chest as she gazed up at him, pleading silently for him to stop.

Dick's smirk widened, his gaze flicking from Lin to the girl standing in front of him. Mei, oblivious to what was happening just inches away, shifted awkwardly, waiting for a response.

Dick moved Lin's head on his cock, guiding her pace without hesitation. He met Mei's gaze calmly, his expression betraying nothing. "She's not here," he said smoothly, his grip on Lin's hair tightening subtly, making her choke slightly around him. "I'm just looking out for her."

Mei gave a polite smile, oblivious to what was unfolding beneath the counter. "Ah, I see. Well, can you tell her I dropped by?"

Dick nodded, forcing Lin's head lower, her lips tightening around him as she struggled to maintain control. He let out a low grunt, unable to fully mask the pleasure rippling through him. Mei raised an eyebrow, clearly noticing the sound.

"Is everything okay?" she asked, her tone curious. 

Dick smiled, calm as ever. "All good," he said smoothly, his voice steady despite the fact that Lin's slick mouth was working him over beneath the counter. 

Mei nodded, but there was a flicker of curiosity in her eyes. Her gaze drifted, almost absentmindedly, to the right corner of the shop, where the reflection in a small mirror by the wall caught her attention. At first, it didn't register, the odd angle and the lighting making it hard to see clearly. But then, it clicked.

She saw it—Lin, kneeling under the counter, Dick's cock buried deep in her mouth, the soft, obscene sounds barely audible in the quiet shop.

Mei's eyes widened in shock, but the expression lasted only a second before it melted away, replaced with something else. Her lips curved into a small, knowing smile as she turned her attention back to Dick. 

"Thanks for helping my aunt," she said softly, her voice carrying a strange, almost amused tone. Her eyes lingered on him for a moment longer, and then, without another word, she turned and left the shop, the bell jingling lightly behind her.

Dick's smirk deepened as the door clicked shut. His hand tightened in Lin's hair, pulling her head back slightly as he looked down at her, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Looks like your niece is more observant than you thought," he teased, his voice low.

Lin's eyes were wide, her chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath. The humiliation of being caught was evident in the flush spreading across her cheeks, but she didn't pull away. If anything, the realization made her even hornier. She could feel the heat between her legs intensify, her body betraying her as the shame only seemed to amplify her need. Mei had seen her. Her niece had just watched her in the most degrading position, and yet Lin couldn't bring herself to stop.

Without warning, he yanked her up, the sudden shift making her gasp. Her legs wobbled as he hoisted her back onto the counter, her breath still heavy from sucking him off, eyes wide with anticipation.

Lin whimpered, looking nervously toward the door. "Anyone can enter…" Her voice was a trembling whisper, shame and excitement edging into her tone.

Dick smirked, leaning in close, his breath hot against her ear as he pressed the tip of his cock to her wild bush. "I know," he whispered, his voice dripping with amusement. The thrill of being caught only made the moment more intense, and he knew it. Lin's body tensed beneath him, but she didn't pull away. She wanted this just as much as he did—maybe more.

With a slow movement, he slid inside her, the slick heat of her cunt gripping him instantly. Lin moaned, her head falling back, eyes squeezing shut as her hands clung to his shoulders for support. The fear of getting caught melted away, replaced by the all-consuming need that had taken hold of her.

Dick didn't hold back. His thrusts were deep, hard, each one driving her further onto the edge of the counter, making the wood creak beneath them. Her legs wrapped around his waist instinctively, pulling him closer, her breath coming out in short, ragged gasps.

"Look at you," he muttered, his grip tightening on her hips as he thrust harder. "You're so fucking desperate. Anyone could walk in, and here you are, spreading your legs for me."

Lin moaned louder at his words, her fingers digging into his back as her body rocked against his. The fear of being seen only heightened the pleasure, the possibility of someone walking in making her even wetter. She didn't care anymore. All that mattered was him—his cock, his touch, the way he made her feel like she was losing control, and yet, she never wanted it to stop. 

"Harder," she gasped, her voice breaking as he drove deeper into her, each thrust hitting that perfect spot inside her. "Please… I need it." 

Dick didn't need to be told twice. He slammed into her with even more force, the sound of their bodies colliding filling the small room. His hands gripped her waist tighter, pulling her onto him with each thrust, his cock buried deep inside her. Lin's moans grew louder, her head falling back as she arched against him, completely lost in the moment.

He looked down, her petite form glistening with sweat, working on him like a machine, as if the tension of the moment spurred her deeper into madness. She was still shaking from the intensity of the pleasure, her breath ragged.

With a firm grip on her hips, he spun her around, her stomach pressed flat against the counter, her ass raised and presented to him. He wasted no time, thrusting into her from behind with a single, rough movement. Lin gasped, her fingers clawing at the wooden surface for some kind of hold, but it was useless. Every thrust from him was relentless, driving her body into the edge of the counter as she moaned helplessly.

Her legs shook, barely able to keep her standing, but the pleasure was undeniable, coursing through her in waves. Dick leaned over her, one hand gripping her hair, pulling her head back just enough so she could meet his gaze in the reflection of the glass cabinet nearby. Her eyes were wide, her lips parted, pain and pleasure dancing across her expression.

"You love this, don't you?" His voice was a low growl as he slammed into her again, harder this time. "Being fucked like this, knowing someone could walk in at any second."

Lin couldn't form words anymore. All that came out were desperate moans and gasps, her body writhing under his control. She hated how much she craved it, how much she wanted him to take everything from her. The thought of someone walking in, seeing her like this—bent over, legs spread, completely at his mercy—it should have filled her with dread. But instead, it pushed her further into the abyss of desire.

Her body clenched around him, every nerve alight with sensation. "Please…" she whimpered, barely coherent. "More…"

Dick didn't hesitate, pounding into her harder, faster, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the small room. Her breath came in ragged bursts, her legs shaking as she struggled to hold herself together. The pressure inside her built with each thrust, driving her closer and closer to the edge.

"Say it," Dick growled, his voice low and demanding as he tugged her head back harder, forcing her to look at him. "Tell me how much you need this."

"I-I need it," she gasped, her voice breaking as he drove into her, hitting that perfect spot inside her. "Please… please don't stop…"

His grip tightened on her hair, pulling her back further, his cock slamming into her with a force that left her breathless. "You're a fucking mess," he muttered, his lips brushing against her ear. "Completely owned. Admit it."

Lin's eyes fluttered shut, her body trembling as the words hit her harder than any thrust. She didn't want to admit it, didn't want to give him that satisfaction, but her body was betraying her, every moan, every desperate movement proving just how deep he had her.

"Yes," she whimpered, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm yours…"

Dick's smirk widened, satisfaction gleaming in his eyes as he leaned in, his breath hot against her skin. "Damn right you are."

His pace quickened, each thrust sending shockwaves through her, her body barely able to take it anymore. Lin's hands scrabbled for purchase on the counter, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps, as if each one might be her last. The room felt too small, the air too thick, her entire world reduced to the brutal rhythm of his cock slamming into her from behind.

"You're close," he muttered, his voice rough, dark. "I can feel it."

She whimpered, unable to deny it. Her thighs trembled, her legs threatening to give out as the tension coiled tighter and tighter inside her, the pleasure blinding, overwhelming. She couldn't hold on much longer, not when he had her like this, her body his to command. Every inch of her was screaming for release.

Dick could feel it—he was close, dangerously close. His grip tightened on Lin's hips, pulling her back with each brutal thrust, slamming into her soaked cunt as if she were the only thing keeping him from losing control entirely. Her walls clenched around him, milking his cock, desperate to push them both over the edge.

The slick sounds of their bodies colliding filled the air, mixed with Lin's breathless moans and gasps. She was barely holding herself together, her fingers slipping on the counter, knuckles white as she tried to steady herself against the onslaught. But Dick wasn't slowing down. If anything, the sight of her trembling beneath him, so close to breaking, spurred him on.

"Fuck," he growled under his breath, the muscles in his thighs burning as he drove harder, faster.

Her breath hitched, her eyes squeezed shut, and he could feel her about to come again, her legs trembling uncontrollably beneath him. "Dick... I'm coming!"

And she did. Her body convulsed around him, her moans turning into a scream as she came hard, her walls clenching so tightly around his cock it almost drove him over the edge right then. The force of it left her gasping for air, her fingers clawing at the counter as she struggled to hold on, every inch of her body trembling violently.

The sight of her falling apart beneath him, completely lost in her pleasure, was enough to push him over. With one last, brutal thrust, Dick came hard, burying himself deep inside her as his cock pulsed, spilling into her with a low, guttural groan. His grip on her hips was bruising, his fingers digging into her skin as he held her in place, riding out the waves of his release.

For a moment, the world seemed to still. The only sounds in the small shop were their ragged breaths, the soft, wet noises of their bodies still connected as they both came down from the high. Lin's body went limp beneath him, her legs trembling, her chest heaving as she lay sprawled across the counter, completely spent.

Dick didn't move, not yet. He stayed inside her, savoring the last remnants of their shared pleasure, his breath coming in shallow, controlled bursts. Lin's skin was flushed, slick with sweat, and he watched the rise and fall of her back, knowing she'd remember this moment every time she looked at him.

Slowly, he pulled out, watching with satisfaction as his cum dripped down her thighs, pooling on the floor beneath her. Lin let out a soft, breathless moan, her body shuddering at the sudden emptiness.

Dick held her close, his lips pressing gently against Lin's forehead. The moment had passed, the heat of their passion fading into a quiet intimacy that filled the small shop. He cradled her body in his arms, her skin still flushed, her breath ragged. in wasn't someone he would fuck into submission. Like Rebecca, he made love to Lin. 

He let his hand glide down her back, a soft, soothing motion, as her body continued to tremble slightly in the aftermath. Lin shifted, her hands resting on his waist, pulling him closer, as if the warmth of his embrace was the only thing keeping her grounded.

"Dick…" she whispered, her voice still shaky, thick with the remnants of their shared moment. She didn't say anything more, but the way she clung to him said it all.

"Shh…" His lips brushed the top of her head. "It's okay. I've got you." He shifted slightly, pulling her upright so that their eyes met. Lin's cheeks were flushed, her gaze still hazy.

Lin's lips trembled as she looked up at him, her eyes filled with gratitude and something deeper, something she hadn't been able to voice. She opened her mouth to speak, but the words caught in her throat. Instead, she leaned into him, her head resting against his shoulder, her body sinking into his warmth.

They stayed like that for a moment longer, the world outside forgotten. There were no expectations here, no need to rush into anything. It was just the two of them, wrapped in the quiet intimacy that had settled over the room.