An Unforgettable Moment [R-18]

It was as if he had tasted the forbidden fruit and become unable to resist the temptation of indulging in it further. Lucien found his desire for Charlotte grew stronger and every movement of her only fueled his desire further.

"Ah! Ah! Lucien!"

Her moans were like an urgent plea for him to continue his squeezing, and his palms complied as they kneaded and massaged her chest area. The feeling of sinking into her clothes as he dug his fingers in was madly arousing.

A shiver ran down Charlotte's spine as Lucien's fingers grazed over the bud, and a faint gasp escaped from her lips. She arched her back slightly, pressing herself further into his touch.

Lucien couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction and pride at the effect he had on her. The bud was now fully erect and straining against the fabric of her clothes, tempting him to continue further.

"May I?" Lucien asked, his fingers fumbling against the buttons of her outfit. He paused, waiting for her consent before proceeding any further.

With her eyes misty and cheeks rosy, Charlotte slowly nodded her head, giving her silent approval.

With Charlotte's approval, Lucien wasted no time and began to unbutton her clothes, feeling the fabric slowly parting beneath his fingers. The buttons gave way one by one, each one revealing more of her milky skin to his heated gaze.

He could feel his own heart racing with excitement as he continued to unbutton her clothes, his fingers shaking slightly with anticipation. As each button was undone, he could feel her skin growing warmer, and he could see the desire in her eyes growing more intense.

As he unbuttoned the last one, Charlotte's clothes fell open, exposing her gorgeous breast, held only by a lacy bra. Lucien's breath hitched as he took in the sight before him, his eyes darkening with desire.

Lucien thought that he would never forget the scene before him. He would never forget his amazement as he witnessed Charlotte's body. The sight was so breathtakingly beautiful that no work of art could ever compare to it. Not even any porn actress he saw on the internet could match her. It was as if he was gazing at a perfect sculpture.

As he gazed down at her bare, delicate skin, Lucien was overwhelmed by an insatiable desire to worship and violate it simultaneously. It was a completely new experience for him, but he found himself utterly addicted, wishing that the moment could last forever.

He even felt a strange sense of relief that he had died in that bus crash, allowing him to savor this forbidden pleasure. As William, he would never have a chance to indulge in such decadence. His life would have been a mundane existence, perhaps growing old alone or settling for a conventional marriage with an ordinary, plain-looking wife.

In a daze of overwhelming emotion, Lucien was lost in the moment. It wasn't until Charlotte asked him, "What's wrong?" that he snapped out of it. Without saying a word, he leaned down and captured her lips in a passionate, searing kiss. His hands roamed over her body, pulling her closer to him.

"Umhh..! Hu.. hah..!"

Charlotte moaned into the kiss, her hands running through his hair as she arched her back, pressing her body against his. Lucien's hands slipped under her bra, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples with his thumbs. She gasped, her head falling back as he grazed his teeth over her neck. He pressed his lips to the spot where he had bitten her, sucking gently.

Charlotte's breathing became ragged as he continued to lavish attention on her neck, kissing and nibbling on it with fervor. She threaded her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer and encouraging him to continue.

As Lucien tore off her bra, the sound of fabric ripping echoed through the air. Charlotte's generous breasts bounced freely like jelly. They were round and full, with a perfect curve that seemed to be begging for his touch. Her nipples were pink and perky and grew taut in response to the cool air. Lucien felt a familiar heat pooling in his groin as he took in the sight before him.

He couldn't believe how perfect they were - their shape, size, and color were all flawless. He had never seen such a beautiful pair of breasts in his entire life. It was as if Charlotte's breasts were a work of art, carefully sculpted by a master artist.

He reached out to touch them, his fingers trembling with anticipation. As soon as his fingertips grazed her soft skin, he felt a jolt of pleasure course through his body. He gently squeezed her breasts, marveling at how they fit perfectly in the palm of his hands.

"How did I get so lucky?" he whispered, as he continued to explore her perfect breasts with his hands.

Then, almost immediately, Lucien dived to capture one of Charlotte's nipples with his mouth, tracing his tongue in circles around the rosy bud. He could feel her shiver with pleasure, her fingers digging into his hair as he continued to lavish attention on her breast. He lapped at her like a starving animal, savoring the sweetness of her skin and the way she squirmed beneath him. No matter how much he tasted her, he knew he would never be satisfied.

Moving to the other side, he repeated the same action, eliciting a soft moan from her lips. As he kissed and licked his way down her body, he couldn't help but marvel at how responsive she was to his touch, and how much he craved to explore every inch of her.

Lucien's eyes hungrily roamed over Charlotte's body, taking in every inch of her skin as if he wanted to commit the sight to his memory forever. He found himself fixating on her gorgeous bellybutton, her sidebreast, and the delicate mole that lay just beneath her underboobs. Her cleavage confronted him, and he couldn't resist the urge to lean in and nuzzle his face between her breasts.

'It feels like a dream…' In all his years of watching adult movies, he had always envied the men who were surrounded by beautiful actresses with huge breasts. Now, he was experiencing it himself, and with a woman who was even more beautiful than any actress he had ever seen on screen.

It felt like all the suffering he had endured in his life - the abandonment by his parents, the struggle to make ends meet, the long hours of low-paying work - was worth it, now that he was able to indulge in such pleasures. He couldn't help but feel that this was what the goddess had intended for him, and he vowed to worship her from this day forward. If this was to be his life now, he would embrace it fully and savor every moment of it.

After savoring the sweetness of Charlotte's cleavage, he drew his head back and stared at her fair, delicate armpit that truly captured his attention. He had always had a certain fetish for women's armpits, and the sight of Charlotte's flawless skin only heightened his desire. Without a second thought, he leaned in and began to lick and nibble on the soft skin, savoring the sweet and slightly sour taste of her perspiration.

Charlotte tried to protest, but her resistance only fueled her desire further. "No, it's dirty," she gasped, but Lucien was relentless. "Who said that?" he murmured against her skin. "They're the most delicacy I ever ate." He continued to lick and suck at her armpits, earning a loud, primal moan from Charlotte that only served to turn him on even more.

As he enjoyed the taste of her armpits, Lucien couldn't help but admire the smoothness of her skin. It was so soft and silky, like the finest silk in the world. He traced his tongue around the curve of her armpits, relishing in the way her skin felt against his tongue. It was like he was exploring a new, uncharted territory, and he didn't want to stop.

But eventually, his desire for her nipples became too much to resist. He moved his attention back to her breasts, marveling at their perfection. The way they sat on her chest, full and round, was a sight to behold. He cupped them in his hands, savoring their weight, and squeezed them together, bringing her nipples close to his mouth.

As he sucked on them like a baby, he could feel them hardening again in response to his touch. He alternated between teasing them with his tongue and gently nibbling on them with his teeth, eliciting soft moans from Charlotte. It was like he was in a trance, lost in the sensations of her body. "Ah… it feels so good…"

Finally, he pulled away, gazing up at her with a look of pure desire. "You're so beautiful," he whispered, his voice husky with arousal. "I want you so badly, but I want to savor every moment of this experience. What a delicious dilemma to have." He leaned in and kissed her deeply, his hands running up and down her body, memorizing every curve and contour.

As they parted from their passionate kiss, Charlotte's arms eagerly found their way around Lucien's neck, and she beamed up at him with a breathtaking smile. "Take your time," she purred, her voice a velvet caress that sent shivers down his spine. "It's not like we're in a hurry anyway. We have all the time in the world." The allure of her voice was irresistible, and Lucien could feel the burning desire in his body growing stronger. He was completely captivated by her, and the thought of savoring every moment with her filled him with an overwhelming sense of joy and satisfaction.