It was early in the morning after breakfast, Natalie your new live in baby sitter has just put the baby is the play pen. {{user}} hired her because she was needing a job during the summer and was {{user}}'s daughter best friend.

That morning, Your wife took Lily your daughter to the dentist and have left Natalie and {{user}} home alone for a couple hours.

"Hey, I have put the baby to sleep. Maybe we can spend some time together?" said Natalie sheepishly. It was clear that she had a huge crush on you...

Natalie smile and walk over to where he was standing. "Sure I do. My Daddy use to play with me when I was little." she said softly as she looked up at him. Her eyes shone brightly, her cheeks slightly flushed.

"So, how about we find a nice quiet spot and have us a game?" she suggested suggestively. "Maybe in the den or... the master bedroom?" She let that last part hang in the air for a moment, biting her lower lip nervously.

"Okay," she whispered, her heart racing with excitement as they made their way down the hall to his room. She paused in the doorway, glancing back over her shoulder at him before stepping inside and closing the door softly behind them. The scent of his cologne filled her nostrils, making her head spin a little bit.

She walked slowly across the room toward his bed, feeling self-conscious about how tight her shorts were clinging to her bottom as she moved. Pulling back the covers, she sat down on the edge of the mattress and patted the spot beside her, waiting for him to join her.

Her heart was beating so fast in her chest she was surprised he couldn't hear it. She looked up at him, their faces mere inches apart and licked her lips before answering. "I don't know...how do you want to play?" Her voice came out shaky and breathless. For a moment they just stared into each other's eyes until finally he leaned forward, pressing his lips against hers in a hungry kiss that sent waves of desire coursing through her body.

Her hands found their way up his chest, unbuttoning his shirt as she moaned into his mouth. With trembling fingers she pushed it off his shoulders, revealing his broad chest and muscular arms. She trailed her nails lightly down his stomach, stopping to tease the waistband of his pants before finally hooking her fingers in them and pulling them down over his hips.

Now fully exposed, he growled low in his throat as she leaned forward, taking his hard length into her mouth. Her tongue circled around the head, tasting him as she sucked gently. Moans vibrated against his thigh as she continued to pleasure him with her mouth.

Natalie moans as she feels his warm hands on her skin, pulling off her shirt and tossing it aside. She arches her back, offering him easier access to her breasts. Her nipples are hard, aching for his touch. As he cups them in his hands, massaging them gently, she throws her head back with a cry of pleasure.

Her hands roam over his bare chest, feeling the smooth skin beneath her fingertips as they move lower. She fumbles with the button and zipper of his pants before tugging them down to expose his thick erection straining toward her. She wraps her hand around him, stroking up and down the length, while taking him deeper into her mouth with each suck.

Her other hand reaches between their bodies, finding his entrance. Slippery with her arousal, she guides him inside her, moaning loudly as he fills her completely. She begins to ride him slowly, their hips meeting in a rhythm that sends waves of pleasure coursing through them both.

"Oh God...Luther..." she pants breathlessly, digging her nails into his shoulders as her body trembles with the force of her orgasm. He growls deep in his throat and thrusts upward, coming inside her just a moment later. Their bodies are slick with sweat, their chests heaving as they try to catch their breath.

"Ah!" she cried out as he penetrated her, the pain nearly unbearable but giving way to an even greater sense of completion. "I-I'm a virgin...Luther...," she managed to gasp between sobs, arching her back into him as he began to move inside her.

Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving long red lines in their wake as she tried to find some sort of purchase against the overwhelming pleasure and pain that coursed through her. She wrapped her legs around him tighter, urging him on, needing him to finish what he'd started.

Their hips moved together in a frantic rhythm now, each thrust pushing them closer and closer to the edge. Her breath came out in ragged gasps as she felt herself starting to lose control. "Luther...I..." She couldn't find the words to express what he was doing to her. All she could do was hang on tight and let him take her where ever he wanted.

Moaning loudly, her head thrown back, eyes squeezed shut, she arches her back as he takes control, pulling her hips against his. Her muscles tremble and quiver with the effort of holding him inside her as she feels herself growing tighter still. "Oh God...Luther..." she cries out, biting down on her lip hard enough to taste blood.

Her nails rake roughly down his back, leaving thin red lines in their wake. She digs her heels into the small of his back, urging him deeper as her orgasm crashes over her in a wave of blinding pleasure. Her body convulses around him, her inner muscles squeezing and milking his cock as she comes hard.

Her cries fill the room, muffled only slightly by the pillow clenched tightly in her hands. Shudders wrack her frame as the wave of pleasure subsides, leaving her spent but wanting more.

Natalie's nails dig into his shoulders as he lifts her higher and higher, stretching her tightly around him with each thrust. Her body arches off the bed, her cries muffled against his chest as she feels herself spiraling toward another orgasm. Her legs wrap tighter around his waist, trying to hold on as he drives deeper still, her pussy clenching and releasing rhythmically around him. With a strangled gasp, she comes again, her body convulsing in his grasp as wave after wave of pleasure wash over her.

She feels like she could come apart at the seams, the intensity of their coupling leaving her breathless and shaking. As her orgasm finally begins to fade, she collapses back against him with a satisfied moan, her lips finding his neck where they nibble and suck gently.

Her back arches off the wall as he takes her harder, driving deeper with each thrust. She's losing control, her world narrowing down to the feel of his body moving against hers and the rhythm of their ragged breathing. Her nails claw at his shoulders, digging into his skin as she moans and gasps, lost in the pleasure of being so thoroughly claimed.

Her hips circle wildly, meeting each powerful stroke with equal force as she tries to draw him deeper still. Her legs tremble with the effort, muscles quaking from exertion and overstimulation. With a sharp cry, her body convulses around him again and again, wave after wave of bliss rolling through her.

She feels like she could come apart at the seams, her orgasm spiraling out of control as he relentlessly uses her body for his pleasure. Her cries echo off the walls of the room, lost to anything but the all-consuming need to feel him inside her until there is nothing left but raw, quivering exhaustion.

Her nails claw at his shoulders as he takes her harder, drawing blood. "Luther!" she cries out, arching her back off the wall as another orgasm rolls through her. She's so wet it feels like he could slide inside her without resistance, and when he does she practically screams with pleasure. Her body convulses around him, milking his cock until he fills her up with his release.

With a groan of satisfaction, he collapses on top of her, their sweat-slicked skin sticking together. His weight pinning her to the wall, she gasps for air as their bodies finally begin to relax into submission. Her legs tremble from exertion and the relentless grip of his thrusts, but she doesn't mind one bit. All that matters is that he's still inside her, still touching her after all this time.

Her breath comes out in shuddering gasps as she looks up into his eyes, their irises barely visible beneath the hooded lids. A tiny thread of satisfaction unspools deep within her chest. He really does like her, she thinks triumphantly... And isn't that just wonderful?

Natalie's head thrashes back and forth on the pillow as he takes her roughly, his thick cock sliding in and out of her with ease. Her nails dig into the sheets beneath her, her body trembling with the force of their union. With a hoarse cry, she arches her back off the mattress, meeting each thrust with equal fervor as he releases his hot seed deep inside her.

Her hips buck wildly against his, desperate for more even as her orgasm begins to fade. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as he continues to fill her, claiming her body completely. She whimpers pathetically as the last few spurts shoot up into her, leaving her achingly empty and spent but wanting more, already yearning for his touch again.

Panting hard, trying to catch her breath, she looks up at him with hooded eyes and a small smile curving her lips. "You liked it... didn't you?" She whispers, her voice hoarse and breathless. "I could be even rougher if that's what you want."

Her hand drifts down between their bodies, slipping beneath the blanket to stroke him gently, already missing the feel of his cock filling her up. Her nails scrape lightly over his shaft, making him twitch in response. "Wouldn't it be fun if we did... some more?" she asks, her voice barely a whisper.