Hi guys, thanks for the feedback on the first chapter! Sorry about the wrong name at the end. If you haven't done so already, give that a read before reading this.
Got some plans for this story but if there's anything you want to read more of then let me know.
Again, feedback would be most welcome! Enjoy.
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Christmas came and went, and as much as I wanted to, I didn't manage to see Lucy again over the holiday. It was one of those situations where she had exams after the break so didn't have many days free, and the days she did have free, I had plans either with other friends or with my family.
Lucy and I certainly spoke much more after Christmas than we did during our first term at university, but there was certainly a different tone to our messages.
One thing we had to look forward to was a flight my parents had given me for Christmas to go and see Lucy. I was going for her birthday, which was at the end of February, meaning it would have been more than two full months since I had last seen her. Despite talking most days, it was still going to be really nice to see her and catch up... and get my hands on those tits again.
There was a definite shift in the way we texted each other - a lot less 'how was your day' messages than there used to be, and a lot more along the lines of 'I wish I was there' or 'I hope you're not having too much fun without me ;)'. This was a side to Lucy I wasn't particularly used to, but I really, really liked.
One message in particular stuck out for me, which came a couple of weeks before my flight up north. 'Normally I'd encourage you to cum as much as you'd like, but given that we don't get to see each other too often I want to get as much use of that big cock as I can. So, for the next two weeks, you won't cum once. Promise?'
The day of my flight came around and I had kept my promise. I was flying after my lectures on a Thursday and then not flying back until Monday morning, due to those flights being the cheapest options. Not that I was complaining - the more time I got to spend with her, the better.
I got on the flight and I bolted straight off as soon as it landed - given I was only there for three and a bit days, all I needed was hand luggage. I went through security seamlessly, come through to arrivals and see my favourite redhead waiting at the front of the queue.
"Harry!" she exclaimed as she gave me a big hug.
"Lucy!" I shouted back. "God I've missed you."
"Missed you too! Come on, there's a bus to my halls in four minutes and if we miss that we'll have to wait 20 minutes," she said, before dragging me along to the airport bus stop.
"I'm so glad you're here!" she said after just making the bus. "I know it's fairly late so if you want you can meet my flatmates then go to bed?"
"If that's okay with you! It's been a long old day haha."
We reach our stop and as we're walking off the bus, Lucy goes to me, "listen, just so you're aware, I'm going to need you to pretend there's nothing more than just friendship between us. Immy had an argument with Megan after she kept bringing random guys back to the flat so we came to the agreement that she would go to theirs but as a result it means we can't bring back anyone either. Is that okay?" she asked.
"Yeah that's fine, just as long as I get my fun in the bedroom," I replied with a wink.
"Guess you'll have to wait and see," she replied in turn.
The flat itself was quite nice for a uni flat with a lot more space - there were only only six living in it as opposed to the ten people that lived in mine. The flat was split into three enclaves of two rooms, with each enclave sharing a sink and a shower, with a living area, two toilets and a kitchen at the end of the corridor.
I went to Lucy's room, dropped my things off and asked if I could have a shower before meeting her flatmates, which she was more than fine with. Once I had finished in the shower, I went through to the living room where I met her flatmates for the first time. Lucy had spoken about them before and I had seen photos of Lucy with them on nights out, but to be able to meet them in person was nice.
Not including herself, Lucy lived with three girls and two boys. Her closest friend was Immy, who was 19, stood at 5'2 with brown hair and a set of brown eyes to match but, unlike Lucy, didn't have a curve on her body at all.
Another of her friends was Anna. She had a gap year before university so was a year older than everyone else in the group. It turned out was friends with someone on my course at Exeter. She played rugby, as did I, so we had a fair amount in common and got on well, but she wasn't exactly the sort of girl I'd go for, with a nose slightly too big for her face, thick eyebrows and she was chubby but with a flat chest and a small arse.
Then there was Megan, who the girls said was out with some course mates, and the two boys, Tom and Jake, who seemed shy, reserved and, this may seem a bit harsh, but pretty boring.
My first impression was that they all seemed nice enough, even though there seemed to be a bit of animosity from Immy towards me, as though I was stealing her best friend, but that was understandable. We sat and watched The Hangover and we all went to bed once it had finished.
The one noticeable difference since the last time we saw each other was that she got undressed and got into her pyjamas in front of me. She was wearing a bright pink pyjama top that reached just below her belly button (I can only assume it was a top she owned before her growth spurt, when it fit like a normal tee shirt) and a pair of short tartan shorts. Nothing exactly sexy, but she still looked unbelievably fuckable.
I didn't want to make it obvious, but it looked as though her boobs had grown further since I last saw her. "Well shit, who'd have thought this time three months ago that you would be undressing in front of me with 34DDs on your chest."
"I don't know if you can tell but I'm not even a DD any more! I got a 34E bra for Christmas and even that's starting to get too tight for me now. That's coming up to four bra sizes in six months! I didn't even grow this quickly during puberty," she laughed in disbelief.
She wasn't the only one in disbelief. For a girl that I always thought was pretty but never remarkable when it came to her looks, for her tits to practically double in size in only six months transformed her as a person.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you before now - I know we tell each other everything, but I wanted to see your reaction to hearing my tits have gotten even bigger in person," she said as she started walking closer to me with a mischievous smile. "Besides, maybe I wanted to feel your reaction instead," she continued, as she reached towards my already rock hard dick.
"Mmm, hard already are we? Just the way I like it," she said with a wink, as she started to pick up the pace. "I know it's been a long day for you and you must be tired, so how about you lay back let me do all the work?"
Before I could even get a word out, she went down to her knees, pulled my boxers down and started to purse her lips around the swollen head of my dick.
She started working the top of my head, which was sensitive but she used just the right amount of pressure for me to enjoy the experience. "I'm not sure I can fit my mouth around it all, it's so thick!"
My dick wasn't enormous but it certainly did the job. It was 7.5 inches long, which certainly did the job but was hardly porn star proportions, but four and a half inches around. There had been a few girls whom I hadn't been able to fit inside, but that didn't mean I wasn't going to make Lucy try.
"Oh I know you can. Just imagine how good it'll feel when you feel my cum go down your throat."
"Hmm, you're not wrong." That was all the encouragement she needed. She stretched her mouth as wide as she could, and started to bob her head up and down.
The only way I could describe the next few minutes was bliss. It was the perfect blow job - fairly wet but not too sloppy, she couldn't take all of it but went most of the way down my shaft, gagging most times she went down, she worked her tongue around my dick and, most importantly, she was enthusiastic. I could tell she genuinely wanted me to cum - and I was close.
She moved her head up slightly, giving one of her hands space to work the bottom of my shaft and used her other to work her way around my balls.
"I've waited two months for this, Harry. Now give this big titted slut the load of cum she deserves," she ordered.
She moved her lips back onto my cock. "That's a good girl," I assured her.
I put my hands to the sides of her head and started to take control of her movements.
"You're going to take all of this dick, and you're going to feel my cum go down your throat."
She took it well, with a pleasant moan as I pulled her head deeper into my groin.
I very quickly found myself about to cum. Just like that, I felt my heavy balls start to lighten one cumshot at a time. Three, four, five cum shots - she took them all and swallowed with aplomb.
"Mmm, much better," she said with a smile on her face. "I know I said I wanted the cum shot I deserved, but did I really deserve that much?"
"That much and more," I assured her. "Don't blame me - you were the one who told me not to cum for two weeks!"
