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Izzy sat slouched into the backrest of the couch backstage, legs crossed, a cigarette between the fingers of his left hand. He puffed on it, blowing a billowing haze of grey smoke into the air.
Izzy often got lost in his own mind, and others had told him it made him look like he was always serious. That wasn't it at all. Izzy wasn't serious, he just didn't really give a fuck about what was going on around him.
Boredom. That's what it was.
Izzy flicked cigarette ash onto the carpet before taking another drag.
The door swung open and Rosamund trotted in. She spotted him on the couch and quickly glanced away, a blush creeping up her face.
"Hey." Izzy said, admiring how her arse looked in the skinny jeans she had on.
"H-hi." She seemed almost nervous. Her fingers fiddled with the hem of her shirt and she scuffed the toe of her shoe against the floor. Izzy put out the cigarette in a nearby ashtray.
"Lock the door." He instructed. She looked up at him in suprise, then obeyed, going towards the door.
Izzy admired the sway of her hips as she walked away from him with a slight smirk. She drew the bolt and then turned back to him, waiting for what would happen next.
"Good." Izzy smiled. "Now take off your shirt."
"Izzy!?" She looked suprised,
"If you don't want to, I'm not making you." He said, but before he'd finished speaking the t-shirt hit the floor. Now she stood in just her bra, which was black and lacy. Her skin looked as smooth as porcelain, and her good sized breasts heaved with each breath. Izzy reveled in the image. He beckoned, and she stumbled forward. As she reached him, he put out his hands and ran them up and down her sides, feeling her shiver as his fingers graced her warm skin.
"Do you want me, Rosie?" Already he was imagining just what he could do with her hot little body.
Her breath caught in her throat
"Y-yes!" She stammered, a stray piece of blonde hair fluttering away from her face a little as she said so.
"Then what are you still wearning clothes for?" Izzy questioned quietly. With that, Rosamund scrambled to take off her jeans and undergarments. Izzy shed his pants and pushed Rosamund gently onto the couch. She gazed up at him longingly.
"Just sit back, Rosamund, and I'll make sure you enjoy it." He instructed, then knelt down between her legs. He dipped his head and ran his tongue all along her slit, making Rosamund moan and pull at his hair. He slowly ran it back down, torturing her. Then he began to lap at her, placing kisses along her sensitive spots and gently sucking her clït. Rosamund bucked her hips, moaning and panting, her thighs squeezing around his head, releasing and then squeezing again.
Izzy pulled away, and Rosamund gave him an extremely disappointed look. He chuckled,
"Oh baby, you taste so good." He told her, wiping her juices from around his mouth with the back of his hand.
"Izz..." she trailed off, and he responded by thrusting two of his fingers into her tight little cuńt, causing her to moan and arch her back.
"You're so wet, baby. Are you ready?"
"Yes! Yes, Izzy!" She gasped.
Izzy got between her legs, dragging her to the edge of the couch, and positioned himself at her sweet spot.
He thrusted in, making Rosamund almost scream in delight.
"Oh, you like that?"
"Oh yes! Fuck, Izzy!" She moaned. He built pace, fucking her harder- faster.
"Oh Izzy!" She cried out, clawing at his back, "I'm gonna cüm for you!!" She moaned.
"Cüm for me, Rosie, do it!" Izzy panted, feeling her tight little pussy begin to throb and lock up in anticipation.
"Oh yes! Oh yes! OH YES!! IZZYYYY!!" she screamed in pleasure, her pussy clenching and unclenching even more as a fresh wave of her juices flowed around his big shaft.
"Sh- shh!" He chuckled, keeping pace as she rode out her orgäsm. He turned her over, and got her to put her arse up in the air so that he could fuck her doggy style, and it wasn't very long at all before he had to pull out so he could come.
Izzy collapsed onto the loungeseat beside her.
"Fuck that was good!" Izzy panted.
"Ohh yeah!" Agreed Rosamund.Author's note
So thanks for reading everyone, it was a little short but there's more coming soon!Please comment, I'd love to know what you thought!!
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