"Great! Finally. Lucas and I are alone!"
She rushed back to her room briskly, quickly took off all her clothes, found a sexy dress in the closet, put it on, and admired herself in the mirror.
The white dress had a loose neckline, showing off half of her breasts, especially her deep cleavage. The hem of the dress barely covered her hips, revealing her fair, straight legs.
She thought, 'I bet Lucas will lose control when he sees me in it. As long as he begs me to have sex with him, I'll play hard to get and finally say yes.'
She opened the door and walked toward Lucas's bedroom. Too bad that though she had everything planned, Lucas was going out today.
"Rachel, I'm gonna hang out with James. See you!" Lucas waved at Rachel and sprinted merrily out with his schoolbag on his back.
Rachel stood in situ for dozens of seconds. After he walked out, she turned around and punched the wall angrily, thinking, 'I finally managed to get rid of Mom, and I ended up a joke!'
The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. She stormed back to her room and slammed the door.
Lucas went out to James by bike while the image of Rachel back in the house kept coming back to him. As he recalled her cleavage and sexy legs, he thought, 'Rachel looks so beautiful today.'
In the next second, he braked subconsciously and pulled over, feeling his heart pounding. His gut kept telling him to go back to Rachel.
Finally, he made up his mind. He made a U-turn and rode his bike home.
In her room, Rachel was lying on the bed, playing on her phone idly.
She curled up her lips and rubbed her hair, annoyed while thinking, 'I had everything planned out. How come it didn't work out? Is fate messing with me?'
Suddenly, someone pushed open her door. She turned around and saw Lucas standing at the door.
He was panting, his forehead sweaty.
"Lucas? Why are you back?" she asked, a bit nervous. She had calmed down, yet now, her heart was racing again.
Lucas smiled at her, "Rachel, I called James and said I'd take a rain check. Will you play with me?"
"Sure. What do you have in mind?" Rachel smiled back. She lay on her stomach, propped her face on her hands, and pretended to accidentally lift the hem of her dress, revealing her booty.
It caught Lucas's eyes at once, and he saw her black lace thong clearly.
His Adam's apple rolled as he looked at her nervously. He asked, "Rachel, can we play some couple's games? For example, kissing?" Rachel had been looking forward to it for such a long time, and all Lucas wanted to do was kiss, which annoyed her a lot.
"Is that all, Lucas? You don't wanna do anything else?" she hinted.
She sat on the edge of the bed with her legs crossed and bent over, showing her plump breasts to Lucas.
He saw her deep cleavage and swallowed again.
Finally, mustering his courage, he confessed his innermost desire, "Rachel, actually, I wanna have sex with you."
"Well..." Rachel looked embarrassed, but she was already over the moon.
Seeing her hesitate, Lucas turned uneasy.
"Yes, I guess. It's not the first time anyway," she said, shrugged, and turned to undress.
Yet Lucas stopped her from behind.
"Let me." He grabbed her dress by the suspenders and slowly pulled it off.
When her breasts were completely exposed to him, she felt shame.
She thought, 'Where did Lucas learn all this stuff? And why am I shy?' And of course, Lucas didn't know what was going on in Rachel's mind. After taking off her dress, he asked her to lie on the bed, while he started to stroke her breasts.
The sensation made Rachel groan softly, yet in the next second, his movements were suddenly violent.
He leaned over her breasts, sucking one of her nipples with great force while squeezing her other breast vigorously.
The pain made Rachel's body tremble.
She grabbed his hand and put it under her panties. "Lucas, stop tormenting my breasts. Touch my labia; it needs your caress."
Lucas stroked her labia before slipping his finger into her vagina, causing her fluids to flow out massively.
"Rachel, you're soaking wet down there," he said, peering at her lower body and seeing that her panties were already soaking wet.
Panting, she said, "Remember what I told you?"
He nodded firmly, ripping her panties off and spreading her legs into an M shape.
"You said a woman was ready for sex when her vagina became wet."
He pressed his big penis against her labia and rubbed his tip against it repeatedly, tickling her, turning her on even more.
"Now! Fuck me!" she screamed.
Finally, he found where her vagina was, and he penetrated her hard.