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A second later, he had taken the sides of her panties in both hands and was drawing them slowly and smoothly down over her bottom, her thighs, over her knees and then away leaving her in only her stockings and heels.

Her belly was a mass of butterflies as his strong hands parted her knees and the divan rocked as the Old Man climbed between her thighs.



The moment had come; Natesh steeled herself for the ordeal.

How bad could it be? Ok, he's old enough to be your father if not your Grandfather but so what? He's probably not done it for years! It was just bad luck you didn't make him cum without penetrating you but he's old; it'll all be over quickly and you can get out of there!

He was slowly rising over her, his body surprisingly agile for such an old man. Something wasn't right; his body didn't look anything like as old as she had expected. The paunch suggested by his baggy clothes simply wasn't there; his old, tired arms were actually quite well muscled; the spindly legs she had expected to see were slim and toned.

But it was far too late for second thoughts! Natesh closed her eyes and spread her legs as he knelt between her thighs. He leaned low over her, his face only a few inches above hers.

His body touched hers, smelling rather pleasantly of cologne instead of the old fashioned soap she had expected. His left hand was by her shoulder, taking his weight while his right hand was deep between her legs.

She felt something warm and smooth rubbing against her inner thigh and bit her lip.

Please just get it over with!

The smooth thing was being rubbed along the crease of her groin; thank God it wasn't too revolting. Now it was being rubbed up and down her slit; that felt nicer than she had expected too - much nicer. Maybe the ordeal wouldn't be too bad after all if she didn't think who it was doing these things to her. She closed her eyes.

The smooth object was now working its way up and down her slit, rising to her clitoris and falling back to her inner lips. It felt pleasant - very pleasant indeed; not at all what she had expected. Now it was rubbing against her clitoris, lifting its hood and touching the hard nub underneath.

Natesh realised she was becoming seriously aroused; whatever this old man was doing, it was having a profound effect. This wasn't right; this wasn't what she had planned!



The smooth end was now against her inner lips, deftly parting them, pressing lightly against the minimal resistance her body was now offering. The Old Man's body was on hers; she could feel the heat of his chest against her rock hard nipples, his face merely inches from hers as his cock was paused at her hot, moist entrance.

The anticipation was almost unbearable but blessedly did not last long.

"Oh my god"

Natesh gasped in shock as Professor Rajarao's body flexed the smallest amount, his hips tilted and his cock was driven hard into her body.

"Oh fuck!"

Her voice choked in her throat as the huge shaft penetrated her for the first time, thick and strong, stretching her lips tightly around its girth. She tried instinctively to close her legs but his thighs were between hers and prevented it. A moment later his knees had opened, forcing her thighs wider and allowing the huge phallus to plunge deeper into her body.

"Ahh Nnnngh!"


What was happening? Natesh's vagina had been so filled as the Old Man's shaft plunged deep into her young body; her head span as her tight passage tried desperately to adjust to the enormous presence within her.




She panted as his right arm moved to her other shoulder then, his weight balanced, the Professor began to pull back from her youthful body.
'Oh God!' Natesh thought, knowing what was sure to happen next, 'What have I done?'

Before her spinning head could adjust, the Old Man thrust himself forward, forcibly penetrating her even deeper; stretching her even wider.

"Oh god!" it was so much painfully to her



Two more powerful thrusts and she felt the weight of his body on her hips as he bottomed out inside her, his groin pressing hard onto hers, his pubic bone resting hard against her mound. He paused briefly.

Natesh's mind struggled to understand what had just happened. Her tutor's cock was now deep inside her body, his thick base stretching her entrance, his pubic hair grinding against her own, his unexpectedly huge cock filling her completely.

It was not supposed to be like this! But it felt... incredible!

"Ohhh...!"

With a slow but gradually increasing pace, Professor Rajarao drew himself back until just his head was inside Natesh's body then thrust hard into her. She yelped in shock.

"Oh God!"

He thrust again, then once more, his long, thick erection driving hard into Natesh's vagina, plunging deep into her fast-yielding flesh, rubbing hard against her increasingly-sensitive inner lips until she could feel every ridge and undulation on his shaft.



And then he began to fuck her. Hard. His thrusts growing faster and more forceful with no sign of tiring. she was try to stop crying, but treas are droping from eyes 

Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap.

Natesh could see her boobs wobbling up and down on her chest with every powerful stroke of his cock.

Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap.

The strength of his thrusts and the energy of the Old Man's pace took Natesh entirely by surprise. The control she had confidently expected to have over him was turned completely on its head. She was the one being fucked; she was the one being taken.

Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap.



"Oh my God no!" she gasped as his long, rhythmic strokes gathered pace and a warm glow began to radiate from her vulva into her belly.

Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap.

The powerful, rock steady rhythm of his thrusting filled the room with the wet, feral sounds of sex. Natesh felt herself lubricating faster and faster.

Slap-Slap. Slap-slap.