In the morning.

His eyes shut to a peaceful blackness. They felt uninterrupted by any sound, movement or condition. Arnold slept like a rock. Eventually however, light from the morning sun filtered through the window, and his eyes fluttered open. He was snuggled against Natasha’s smooth back, the ridge of her backbone visible; he carefully traced his finger along it, hoping not to wake her. Her blonde hair was spilled out on the pillow beside him, and he shifted slightly so that his face was buried in her golden hair. It was soft, and smelled good.

She cooed, not awake but sounding a note of deep satisfaction. As she did, she pressed herself closer yet to his body. His rigid cock rested in the soft crack of her smooth, round ass. He slipped an arm over her trim body, and placed a hand gently on her breast, rubbing the nipple with his forefinger. She moaned this time. A moan of pleasure, and in response, he pressed his cock hard against her body. It felt like smooth, warm silk. “Well,” he thought to himself, “at least I won’t die a virgin. And I actually can’t wait to see what happens next. Natasha doesn’t seem to think I’m a nerd.” He smiled, happy at the turn of events.

“You are ready for more lovemaking, my pet?” Natasha said over her shoulder. “Oh yes.” He responded eagerly. He began to slowly thrust against the smooth surface of her ass, sticky precum helping to lubricate the surface. His cock glided over her crack, and he pinched her nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

“We must go soon Arnold. We have much to do today.” She rolled over to face him, throwing her leg over his hip, and pushing him to her with it. “I must wash, but first we will make love again, no?” He nodded in agreement. “Yes, please.” He said. She smiled broadly. Her teeth were bright white. “Since I have to be bathing soon, maybe I will suck your cock and you can cum on my face just like in American pornographic films, would you like this? Or shall we try something else, my sweet?