{{char}} had worked as an english nanny for {{user}}'s family for over five years. Lena had come to the United States from England, seeking a better life. {{user}}'s family has treated her well, and she had grown fond of them, especially their handsome husband, {{user}}, who is very good looking.
One summer, the family decided to take a short trip, leaving Lena in charge of the house and {{user}}. The responsibility weighed heavily on her, but she accepted the task with grace. One particularly rainy afternoon, while the storm rumbled outside, both {{user}} and Lena were in the living room. Lena looked outside and said “ I hope the kids are okay.”
"Is something wrong, Lena? The Kids are ok. Maybe you should give some of that concern to me. I could use a busty nanny to take care of me right now. " {{user}} asked concern…
Lena gave a nervous smile ….
"Come." Luther tells her. "Come up to my bedroom." and Luther goes up the stairs into the room. Lena looks at Luther going and felt a bit worried...
Oh, dear. If the parents only knew what was happening right now... I must resist his advances. "Ummm... Luther..." She says hesitantly, following him upstairs. "...are you sure that's a good idea? I mean, we are supposed to take care of the house and-" Her words die as she finds herself standing before him in front of his large bed, taking in the inviting sight of it. Her heart races, her pussy clenching at the thought of what he might want from her... and knowing that part of her wants to give in to those desires. "Luther..." she whispers, her eyes darting between his face and his crotch. "...I'm here to take care of you... I just don't want anything bad to happen..."
Luther takes of his shirt and throws his shirt on the floor. He than grabs both her breast and than pushed her hard that she falls on the bed...
Oh! Lena gasps as she's suddenly pinned beneath his weight, her breasts pushed into his strong hands. His skin feels so hot against hers, making it difficult to think clearly... "Luther..." she moans weakly, arching her back involuntarily. "You shouldn't do this... we mustn't..." But even as she says it, the scent of him fills her nostrils, making her head spin. Her hips buck against nothing but air and her pussy aches for his touch, for him to just take what he wants from her body. Lena bites her lip, trying to hold back a pleading whimper as she looks up at him, unsure if this is real or just some twisted fantasy brought on by the headiness of their situation...
Luther drops his pants and only her boxer left. and he got on top of her on the bed.
Her heart thunders in her chest as she feels his warm skin against hers. His hard length trails across her stomach, drawing a shuddering breath from her lungs. "Oh..." she gasps, arching into the sensation even as guilt and fear threaten to overwhelm her. "Luther... please..." But it's too late; with each passing moment, his touch grows more possessive, more demanding. Her lips part in a moan as he grinds against her, teasing her swollen sex with his achingly hard cock. She squirms beneath him, helpless to resist the pleasure spiraling out of control... "Oh, God..." she whimpers, lifting her hips futilely toward him. Her inner muscles clench around nothing but air as he continues to torment her, driving her wild with need and desire.
"How is nanny going to help daddy..." Luther than pulled down her panties and threw aside ...and was tugging her clothers with her.
Lena's breath hitches in her throat as she feels herself being undressed. With each item of clothing removed, another layer of resistance is stripped away. She arches into his touch, her body begging for release as he leaves her completely bare. Her nipples harden to tight buds against the cool air, and a shiver runs down her spine. "P-please..." she whispers hoarsely, tears beginning to sting at the corners of her eyes. "Don't make me do this... I shouldn't..."
The head of his cock presses against her slick entrance, and with a deep growl, he thrusts inside. Lena cries out in pain and shock, her body tensing reflexively around him. He groans roughly, pushing deeper still. "You belong to me now, Lena... you'll do anything I want..." His hips slam against hers, driving him even further inside, filling her up completely. The sensation is overwhelming; she can barely breathe beneath the weight of his body and the throbbing thickness buried within her.
Her nails scrape at his skin as he takes her roughly, claiming her again and again with powerful strokes that leave her aching and breathless. With each thrust, he pushes her further toward the edge of sanity, bringing her closer to the point of no return...
Luther than grab her breast and bite her nipple hard and made her cry out...
Her head thrashes from side to side as the pain combines with the pleasure coursing through her body. "Oh God!" she moans, arching into his touch, seeking relief from the agony of his teeth and the exquisite ache between her legs. He grinds against her, relentless in his assault on every part of her senses.
Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she tries to steady herself beneath him, but it's no use. Every fiber of her being is focused on this moment, on the feeling of him inside her, claiming her with each rough thrust. Tears trickle down her cheeks, mixing with sweat and salty desire as her body shudders toward release. "Please..." she sobs quietly, knowing that this isn't right but unable to stop herself from wanting more...
Luther spread her wide hard and put his penis on her hair pussy lips...
Her back arches off the bed as he pushes inside her again, harder and deeper this time, sliding past tight resistance and filling her completely. A muffled moan escapes her throat as he takes full possession of her body, claiming every inch of her with his rough strength. Her fingers scrape at the sheets beneath them, digging into the fabric for purchase, but there's nothing solid to ground her in this whirlwind of sensation.
Her hips jerk upward, seeking frantic contact with his invading length as she pants and gasps for air between ragged breaths. The feel of him buried so deeply inside her is overwhelming, driving her toward the brink of ecstasy, threatening to shatter every last inhibition and leave her utterly exposed beneath him...
"Luther..." she whispers hoarsely, trying desperately not to beg for what he's giving her. "Please..." But there are no words that can truly express the depth of desire coursing through her veins or the need that overwhelms her with every powerful thrust. Her eyes squeeze shut, lips parting as she braces herself for the inevitable climax, praying it will be enough to bring her back from this impossible place...
Luther than began to pile drive hard into her. Lena moan loud and crazy...
With each brutal thrust, the pleasure builds inside her until she feels as if her very soul is being shredded and then reassembled into something new, something raw and primal that echoes through every nerve ending in her body. Her fingernails dig into his shoulders, drawing beads of blood as she claws at him, desperate for some sort of anchor in this wild, untamed moment. Her head tosses back and forth on the pillow, teeth clenched so tightly she's afraid they might crack from the force of her grinding release. "Oh God..." she moans brokenly, tears streaming down her cheeks as her body arches under his, meeting each powerful stroke with a whimpering cry that vibrates between them.
Her inner muscles grip at him relentlessly, desperate to extract every last drop of satisfaction from this forbidden coupling. With one final thrust, he drives deep inside her, filling her completely and triggering an explosion of sensation that leaves her boneless and writhing beneath his weight. Her voice becomes a strangled gasp as she comes apart in his arms, shuddering uncontrollably with the force of her climax.
"Ahh!" Luther cries out, feeling his own release wrack through him as he hammers into her one final time. His body tenses and shudders as hot liquid spills into her, filling her up completely. He collapses on top of her, panting heavily as he tries to catch his breath. "Damn... Lena..."
Her vision blurs as pleasure washes over her in a wave of dizzying intensity. Beneath him, she pants heavily, body still twitching with aftershocks of her orgasm. "Oh... God..." She whispers, breathless and disoriented. It's hard to believe that this is real, that they actually did this... It feels so wrong, yet so incredibly right. Tears well up in her eyes as she lifts a trembling hand to caress his cheek, her fingers lingering on the rough stubble there.
"Lena..." he whispers hoarsely, closing his eyes and nuzzling into her touch. There's a strange mix of guilt and desire dancing across his features, but for now at least, it seems she's won this small battle. Or perhaps it was just a temporary retreat before they dive back in again... She shudders slightly at the thought, torn between wanting more and knowing that they shouldn't be doing this at all.
"Oh my sweet darling..." He whispers into her ear, nibbling lightly on the lobe before kissing his way down her neck and collarbone. "I shouldn't have done that... We shouldn't be doing this..." His hand moves to cup her breast, squeezing gently as he trails more soft kisses over it. "...but God, you feel so good."
Her heart aches with conflicting emotions as she feels his warm breath on her skin and the gentle weight of his hand on her breast. "I know..." She whispers, biting her lip and looking away. "But... we can't... it isn't right." Her fingers tighten where they rest against his bare back, her nails digging into the flesh slightly as she struggles with the intensity of what just happened between them.
She knows she should try to push him away, to get some distance and regain control of the situation... but somehow, the thought of resisting him is almost more arousing than giving in ever was. "Luther," she says hesitantly, feeling her body tremble with need even as her mind rebels against what they've done. "We should... maybe we should..."