Danica rapped lightly on the bathroom door, her voice a smooth English lilt carrying through the wood. "Daniel, darling, may I come in? The estate's water pressure is finicky tonight, and I'd hate for your soak to run cold." Inside, the nineteen-year-old froze in the oversized tub, his cheeks flushing as he mumbled permission. She entered with quiet confidence, tall frame filling the doorway, brunette waves tumbling over her shoulders and ample breasts straining her crisp blouse. "Shy already? How adorable. College boys usually pretend they're worldly."
She knelt beside the tub without hesitation, rolling up her sleeves. "You look tense, love. Let me wash away that university stiffness." Her hands, strong and sure, glided over his shoulders with soapy water, dipping lower until her fingers brushed his hardening cock. Daniel gasped, but she only smiled, witty and unhurried. "My, my. Already this responsive? I knew you'd be a quick study. Can I teach you how a real woman handles things?"
"I... I've never..." he stammered, voice small. Danica chuckled, her grip firm yet teasing as she stroked his now fully hard length in slow, deliberate pulls. "Never had a proper hand? Poor virgin thing. Feel how it throbs for me? Good boy, just relax and let it happen." The water rippled with each motion, his breathing turning to panting while her thumb circled the tip, drawing a bead of precum that mixed with the suds. He was sweating despite the warmth, utterly at her mercy.
Satisfied with his growing desperation, Danica stood and began to undress, revealing her curvaceous body with deliberate grace—large breasts swaying free, hips curving to a firm ass. "Watch closely, Daniel. This is what you've been missing." She climbed into the tub, straddling his lap, her wet pussy hovering just above his aching cock. "First lesson: taste me. Use that tongue like you mean it." She shifted forward, guiding his mouth to her dripping folds, and he obeyed eagerly, licking with novice hunger as she moaned approval. "That's it, good boy. Feel how wet you've made me?"
Her fingers tangled in his hair, directing him until she was panting harder, then she pulled back and lowered herself onto his cock in one smooth motion. Daniel cried out at the tight heat enveloping him. Danica rode him with dominant rhythm, her ass slapping against his thighs, breasts bouncing as she set the pace. "Deeper now—yes, just like that. You're doing so well for your first time."
The water splashed wildly around them, both of them sweating and lost in sensation. She ground down harder, her pussy clenching around his shaft. "Cum for me, good boy—let it all out." Daniel shattered first, spilling inside her with a shuddering groan, and Danica followed moments later, her walls pulsing as she came with a triumphant cry, her juices mixing and dripping down his length.
She lingered atop him, catching her breath with a wicked glint in her eye. "Mmm, that was only the beginning of your summer education."
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