1. OPENING HELEN


    Date: 9/24/2015, Categories: First Time, Mature, Taboo, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    towel round his waist parted and she caught a glimpse of a strong, muscular thigh covered in curly hairs that constant exposure to the sun had turned a light blond. Droplets of water ran from his shoulders down his broad back, and beneath the towel his powerful buttocks flexed as he walked towards the bathroom. He returned with a smaller towel round his neck and used it to dab the remaining droplets off his torso. Then, raising his arms, he began drying his long blond hair, which the shower water had turned quite dark. Helen's eyes were drawn to the firm musculature of his chest which, like his legs, was covered with sun-bleached curly hairs. She yearned to reach out and caress his skin, to feel the powerful muscles and sinews of his body. Looking at her from underneath the hand towel as he dried his hair, Karl could see her studying him closely, an intriguingly frank look on her face. He went and stood next to the sofa. "So Helen, what can I do for you?" The girl blushed and looked down. "Well, it's rather embarrassing..." "Go on. No need to be shy. I'll be glad to help in any way I can. Do you want some more coaching on that backhand of yours? Boyfriend giving you a hard time?" "No, it's nothing like that. I'd like... I mean, I want... er... Oh dear, I don't know how to say it." Helen blushed a charming shade of pink and bit her lip. He smiled down at her. "Don't be afraid, Helen. Say it. I don't bite. Honest!" "All right, but can I whisper it in your ear?" In answer, the ...
    man bent down so that his ear was level with the sweet rosebud of her lips. Again the fresh smell of jasmine tantalised his nostrils. "I'm still a virgin and I don't want to be," she breathed. "I'm sixteen and all my friends have done it but I just don't seem to be able to find anyone. All the boys I like seem scared of me, and the others..." She let her voice trail off but it was clear from the expression on her face the low esteem in which she held them. "Are you serious? You're teasing me..." "No, I've never been more serious about anything in my life. I don't want to give myself to some spotty nerd who probably doesn't know what to do anyway. I want a grown-up man who'll be gentle and kind." She looked up at Karl as if to seek his reassurance that these qualities were indeed ones he possessed. "When you stood behind me on Tuesday, showing me how to hold my racquet properly, I could tell you'd be gentle with me. Please don't say no. I'd die of shame." Her eyes were looking away now to hide her embarrassment and there was a charming pink flush on her cheeks. "My darling girl, of course I shan't say no. I'm incredibly flattered. But are you quite sure about this? I'm thirty six, you know - almost old enough to be your father." "Yes, I'm sure I'm sure, Karl. I want you to teach me everything, show me everything. I've been plucking up courage to ask you all week. Please don't disappoint me." "I shan't disappoint you, my dearest Helen. You're an extremely beautiful young woman ...