"Who, what, where, when, and why, or a combination of two or more of these," Lucy said, grinning.

When Robert asked Lucy to explain what she considered the key factors in her most memorable experiences, they had already spoken about their shared love of travel. They had struck up a conversation while watching the world go by in a park, and Lucy's answer made Robert laugh at its originality.

"That wasn't the answer I expected, but that's my fault for assuming you'd say something else. I'll go and stand in the naughty corner," Robert said apologetically.

"Oh, splendid! I've had some fabulous fun in the naughty corner, though it's been a while. Can I join you?" Lucy giggled.

"Of course. The nearest one's quite close, and it would be perfect for finding answers to your questions," Robert explained.

"You sound as daft as me," Lucy replied, correctly assuming that Robert would take the comment as the encouragement it was intended to be.

Once Lucy had followed Robert into his flat, she sat beside him on the sofa.

"Welcome to your neighbourhood naughty corner. We seem to have covered who, where, and when; that leaves what and why, I believe," Robert said, handing Lucy a drink.

"Thank you. To answer the first outstanding question, I'd like to pull your cock as many times as you can handle, then spray the contents over as much of my body as possible. After that, I'd like to suck you hard, to make sure I've left you empty. If that sounds rather tame for the naughty corner, remember, we've only just met, so I have to make sure I get a second invitation if I want one." Lucy said, looking for signs of enthusiasm.

"That sounds achievable from where I'm sat, as well as very appealing," Robert responded, bringing a smile to Lucy's face and prompting her to suggest that right away seemed like a good time to get naked and have some fun.

After Robert and Lucy had removed their clothes, they sat down again, and Lucy wrapped her fingers around Robert's cock.

"I hope your first shot hits my tits, because that always makes me giggle, but if it flies over my shoulder, at least you can blame my poor steering," Lucy laughed as she began to stroke and pull on Robert.

Though Lucy liked all manner of sexual activity, her love of stroking a cock, bringing it to orgasm and wearing the consequences, or repeatedly sucking it, had never diminished. To her, they were old-fashioned in all the best senses of the word, reminding her that when an issue arose, an uncomplicated solution was often the most effective.

Lucy was delighted to see Robert's smile as she sat facing him, working on his erection. She made sure her touch built gradually and looked into his eyes as he sighed and gasped.

"Hit me hard with your sticky mess," Lucy said loudly, intensifying her touch.

Lucy's considerate expertise ensured that Robert's cock sent his cum over her breasts as he cried out happily. Her continued attention drew further output, which she greeted with a giggle, while Robert groaned in approval.

Lucy saw happiness etched on Robert's face, which filled her with great pleasure.

"Time for phase two," Lucy announced next, repositioning herself and lowering her head.

When Robert felt Lucy close her lips around his cock, the ease with which she brought it back to life was as unexpected as it was welcome. Lucy's confident manner suggested to Robert that she'd probably forgotten more about sex than he'd ever know, yet she didn't seem in the slightest inconvenienced.

Making sure Robert's unexpected treat was memorable was a challenge Lucy embraced. Her ability to bring a new acquaintance close to orgasm without triggering it was one she'd often been complimented on, and doing so usually enhanced her own experience, too.

Robert sensed that Lucy was putting a great deal of effort into her exhilarating work. He couldn't have provided evidence to support his assessment, but he felt sure he was right.

Lucy wasn't shocked to discover that exciting Robert was turning her on, but she celebrated it.

Each time Lucy pushed Robert closer to orgasm, the pleasure in her own body intensified. She knew her next lipwork session would almost certainly take him past the point of no return, so she made his final approach as intense and erotic as possible.

Robert felt a power in Lucy's lipwork that he would never have the words for when they returned to his cock for their final flourish. Every movement Lucy made squeezed and pulled on Robert with a single aim, and his cock spat forth its contents to a cry from his mouth and a giggle of delight from Lucy.

Lucy wasn't surprised by the joy she felt, though the consequences of Robert's work in other respects were less expected. Savouring a less experienced acquaintance's cum hitting her tongue was far from new, but the event triggering her own climax was a welcome rarity.

Lucy celebrated her good fortune by continuing to suck relentlessly on Robert's cock, whilst celebrating life's unpredictability. She also put her free hand to good use until she was satisfied she'd extracted everything she could from her climax and had sucked Robert dry.

Understandably, Robert was lost for words, though Lucy wasn't.

"To tie up the last loose end, this time the answer to the question 'why' is 'because I felt like it'. Of course, next time the answer to 'what' might be different, but I'm planning to let you know very soon," she concluded.