Timid Caresses
Aaron finally surrendered to instinct when he felt the yielding, scalding wetness under his fingers. Fighting through the shame that bound him, he began to stroke Natalie’s pussy with his palm — timidly, unbelievably carefully. His movements were unsure, trembling, but it was precisely that boyish caution that gave Natalie completely new, keen sensations, radically unlike the hard pressure she was used to.
“A-ah…” — a deep, drawn-out sigh broke from her swollen lips.
Natalie arched slightly at the waist, pushing her hips up to meet his palm, and began to breathe deep and ragged. The thin silk of her robe slid off her shoulders at last, baring her heaving, heavy breasts, the nipples now aimed, aroused, straight at the young man’s face. She ran her fingers into his tousled fair hair, pressing him lightly toward her and guiding his shy strokes.
Seeing this luxurious woman ache and tremble at his touch, Aaron grew a little braver. His palm was soaked through with her rich nectar, and the boy’s breathing turned as ragged and quick as her own. Raising eyes full of adoration and fear to Natalie, he watched, spellbound, as she let her lids fall, giving herself over entirely to his artless but utterly sincere caresses.
Boyishly Gentle
Mesmerized by the closeness of her ripe body, Aaron couldn’t hold back. Overcoming the last of his timid embarrassment, he leaned forward and kissed her full breast — tender, trembling — now completely free of the silk robe. His lips were soft and cool, and his touch on the sensitive skin was incredibly careful, almost reverent. The young man brushed his tongue lightly over her large, springy nipple, tracing its outline with care.
That pure, boyish tenderness sent Natalie into absolute rapture. After the hard, dirty pressure of her colleagues at the office party, the shy caresses of this beautiful boy answered in her body with a mighty, voluptuous wave.
“O-o-oh, sweet boy… so good…” she moaned, loud and rich, bending her back into an arc.
She pressed his head firmly to her heaving chest, drowning her fingers in his hair. At that gentle kiss her pussy fairly exploded with a fresh surge of hot, sticky slickness that ran abundantly down her thighs, soaking the young man’s fingers where they still timidly stroked her. Natalie breathed heavily, brokenly, feeling this modest trainee subjugate her caress-starved nature without a single rough move.
From her full breasts Aaron traveled slowly upward, to the tender, silky line of her neck. He covered her skin with kisses — careful, almost weightless — now pressing his warm lips to one point, now scorching her sensitive places with his quick, uneven breath. Natalie all but choked on the pleasure; a muffled, rich moan tore from her chest, and a long, sweet shiver ran through her body.
The boy worked by intuition, led by her stormy response. Climbing higher still, to her face, he froze for a fraction of a second, looking into her passion-fogged eyes — and finally kissed her parted, wet lips.
The kiss was impossibly tender, boyishly shy, soft and startlingly sweet. He didn’t try to force his tongue in imperiously, the way other men did — he only pressed her lips trembling with his own, as if touching some forbidden treasure. Natalie dissolved completely in that pure young caress: her head fell back, her fingers clenched on his shoulders, and her tenderness-starved pussy answered under his wet palm with another powerful pulse of hot, sticky nectar.
Young Energy
Softly, reluctantly, Natalie eased the young man away from her lips, breathing hard and broken. Aaron’s eyes were fogged over, a feverish flush burned on his cheeks, and his chest heaved as he lost himself completely in this grown, forbidden woman.
Giving him no time to recover, Natalie sank to her knees in front of him. Her silk robe fell open completely, sliding from her shoulders and baring her lush, juicy body in all its glory. Her fingers settled confidently on the button of his jeans. The young man froze, his breath catching, as Natalie unzipped him with one quick, fluid motion and pulled the dense fabric down, dragging the jeans off along with his shoes.
When she carefully slipped her palm under the waistband of his plain briefs, Aaron exhaled convulsively and clenched his fists to the limit from shame and the wild arousal rolling over him. Natalie freed his cock with a sure hand.
Before her eyes stood magnificent, springy flesh, already filled to the brim with hot young energy. He was long, thick, with beautiful swollen veins and tender skin — so clean, so irresistibly inviting. The head already glistened temptingly with the first clear drops of him. Natalie ran her spellbound gaze over this luxurious gift of his youth, feeling her own body answer the mere sight of that magnificent instrument with a fresh, rich portion of sticky nectar.
Natalie began kissing his cock carefully, taking him in only partway, drawing the pleasure out. Her lips, wet and warm, barely grazed the tender skin of the shaft, climbing slowly toward the head. The young man shuddered convulsively when her tongue first touched the pulsing crown, gathering the drops of his clear, youthful wetness.
To prolong this exquisite pleasure and keep the inexperienced boy from finishing too soon, Natalie worked with great care. She parted her lips and began taking him in shallowly, claiming only the hottest part — the head and a third of his length. Her tight, wet lips clasped the springy flesh snugly, richly, creating a soft, teasing vacuum.
The sensations were beyond anything Aaron knew, and he lost his head completely. His shyness burned away in a fire of pure, primal passion. He breathed deep and broken, chest heaving, face flushed. Surrendering entirely to instinct, he laid his big palms on her head. But even then his movements stayed remarkably gentle: he didn’t force her down, only held her firmly, tenderly working her silky hair between his fingers while Natalie caressed him with her lips, slow and rhythmic, drawing soft, boyish moans of mounting bliss out of him.
Agonizing Anticipation
Natalie rose smoothly from her knees, still caressing Aaron with a clouded gaze. She took him carefully by the hand and sat him down on the soft leather couch. The young man sank obediently onto the cushions, his naked cock — long and thick — pulsing springily, pointed upward.
Stepping over his hips, Natalie lowered herself gracefully on top. She sat right on his thighs, distributing her weight so that her juicy pussy, running with hot slickness, came as close as possible to his red-hot flesh. The burning head of his cock pressed teasingly into her wet, open folds — but Natalie deliberately didn’t hurry to take him in. She hovered millimeters from full penetration, savoring the agonizing moment, his embarrassment, and the young man’s off-the-scale arousal.
Aaron breathed hard and broken, his palms resting timidly on her smooth bare thighs. He trembled all over at the closeness of her luxurious body, unable to tear his eyes from her braless breasts swaying seductively right before his face.
Natalie leaned to his burning ear and whispered, languid and wicked:
“Do you want me?…”
The boy swallowed convulsively; wild delight and boyish fright mixed in his eyes. He gripped her thighs harder and answered in a strangled, almost pleading voice:
“Yes…”
The First Finale
Natalie smiled wickedly, seeing how badly her young guest craved more. She reached down, her fingers closing surely around his hot, pulsing shaft at the base. Natalie guided the head of his cock straight to her pussy, which had been waiting for this moment far too long.
Rising on her knees, she began to sink down onto him — slowly, carefully. Aaron’s hot flesh parted her juicy folds smoothly, centimeter by centimeter.
“O-o-oh-h…” Natalie sighed, languid and deep, head thrown back, as she took the cock fully, down to the very base of his imposing length.
The boy gave a strangled cry at that scorching, overwhelming tightness, his fingers digging convulsively into her thighs. Natalie held still for a second, letting him grow used to her incredible heat, and then began to move her hips, looking Aaron in the eye.
She moved deliberately unhurried, rich and deep, never taking her eyes off his. Led by that deep rhythm, Aaron finally threw off the last of his shyness. His palms climbed higher and settled greedily on the full, heavy breasts swaying so invitingly before him. He began kneading and kissing them passionately, and Natalie lost all patience. A hot wave of primal lust flooded her mind completely.
Natalie began to move faster, impaling herself furiously, frequently, with all her weight on his burning flesh, closing on her orgasm. Quick wet slaps filled the silence of the room. Inside her, a tight, scorching knot was swelling fast.
Natalie came — and stood up, her body shuddering in a powerful ecstasy. But Aaron wanted more; his young energy demanded more. The young man’s long, thick cock still pulsed springily, hard as stone. Overcoming what was left of his modesty, Aaron rose after her. He caressed her thighs, her breasts, her pussy, sinking his fingers into her juicy depths, still hot from her orgasm. Aroused all over again by his insistent hands, Natalie led Aaron to the bedroom.
Forging the Way
In the bedroom’s half-dark, Natalie lay on her back and spread her legs, showing Aaron the way to pleasure. Her juicy pussy opened invitingly before the young man’s eyes. Aaron knelt between her slender legs and braced his hot head against the very depth of her.
His cock forced its way with effort — it was too big for Natalie’s small pussy. Every stroke cost the young man a palpable, dragging effort, stretching her walls to the very limit. She loved it all the more for that, and pushed her hips forward to meet the new cock, helping him drive as deep as he could go.
Natalie thrashed under Aaron on the silk sheets and shuddered in convulsions, utterly subject to his wild rhythm. Aaron drove powerfully toward the finish and came inside her, pouring thick, scalding jets of cum into her very depths. Natalie went limp from that blaze of passion and savored the cum seeping out of her as Aaron withdrew and lay down beside her on the pillows.
An Unexpected Return
In the silence of the bedroom came the sound of a door opening. Aaron flinched instantly, his body going rigid with fear. But Natalie soothed him gently, laying a hand on his shoulder:
“That’s my husband home — but he doesn’t mind. If need be, he’ll even help you.”
The door opened; her husband walked in, saw his thoroughly fucked, spent wife and the young man — and understood everything without a single word. There was no anger in his eyes, only a feverish gleam of arousal. While Natalie and Aaron lay exhausted and naked on the bed, the husband undressed and joined them. Seeing the cum on his wife’s pussy, he knelt before her and began licking it away. At that Natalie moaned softly again and felt she wanted Aaron’s cock one more time.
Boldness and Frenzy
Natalie turned to the young man, laid her palm on Aaron’s cock, and felt it harden under her fingers. She bent down and took him in her mouth, drawing the springy shaft deep while her husband went on pleasuring her from the other side.
Then Natalie rose to her knees facing her husband and, arching her back, offered her pussy to Aaron. He didn’t need to be asked — grown bold now, he took his cock and drove it into Natalie’s cunt. Natalie’s eyes rolled back as she looked at her husband and let out a loud cry of ecstasy.
Aaron lost his brakes completely. Emboldened, he drew his cock out of Natalie’s cunt and pushed it into her ass, which was long used to such invasions. Natalie sighed deeper still, pushing back harder, while her husband watched all that passion on her face, spellbound by her every gasp.
Aaron alternated — now her cunt, now her ass — driving the wife to orgasm, then rolled her onto her back, lay on top of her, buried his cock, and fucked her with fresh force. Her breasts now bounced in time with Aaron’s thrusts, now pressed flat against his chest. Natalie lifted her legs higher and worked her hips eagerly to meet his cock. Her hair scattered across the pillows; she lost track of time, taking young Aaron’s cock into herself in a frenzy.
The Final Chord
Natalie no longer controlled herself, clutching convulsively at the young man’s shoulders. She begged and pleaded:
“More, harder, fuck me, yes, more!”
Aaron sped up, his thrusts turning fast and devastatingly deep, and he began to come right inside her, filling her with hot jets. In the same instant Natalie broke into a deafening orgasm.
When it was over, Aaron pulled out, lay down beside her, and began kissing Natalie, deep and tender. And the husband set about licking up the remnants of cum seeping out of her again, listening to her soft moans and the sound of her kisses with Aaron. Natalie smiled slowly, holding the young man in her arms. It seemed she had liked Aaron very much indeed.