She succumbs

"I don't know... I..." Camila says, still looking down at your cock. As much as she hesitates, you can tell that she wants it.

You reach out to grab her right hand and hold it, giving it a gentle assuring squeeze. "Please, it really would help. I wouldn't ask unless there was another way," you lie.

"I... I haven't done this since high school..."

"Since high school? Abby said you had a guy."

"Rodrigo? Yeah, but we never... It doesn't matter, he was a lying, dirt bag criminal."

"Well, nothing has changed from high school," you say, gradually moving Camila's hand closer to your cock, but you stop short of making her grab it. You want her to initiate contact, so you let go. Her hand hangs in the air, hovering near your cock for a while, before she eventually grabs it like she's going in for a handshake. Her soft touch immediately causes your cock to twitch.

"Go ahead, nice and easy," you whisper, and Camila starts to stroke your cock slowly and at the awkward angle. It's not particularly enjoyable, but you want her to get used to your appendage first before pushing her further. In the meantime, now that you're standing so close to her, you can see down the front of her dress with an excellent view of her cleavage and the light brown tops of her duo mounds. She's wearing a red laced bra underneath. You let the handjob continue for a while, in no danger of cumming too early since Camila doesn't really have much technique and you're not a high school boy.

You rest your hands on her shoulders and the Cuban beauty looks up at you. You take the opportunity to lean in and kiss her. She wasn't expecting that, but she doesn't resist, letting your lips mash against hers, even parting her lips to let your tongue enter. When you break the kiss, Camila looks dazed, and you slip the shoulder strap on her left shoulder off, revealing a little bit more of her torso.

"Mister Colins, what are you doing?" she asks stupidly.

"Just some visual stimulation. It'll help make this faster." Then, you slip the other strap off and the dress falls off a little bit more, although it's still held up in place by her substantial breasts. At this point, Camila is really just holding onto your cock rather than stroking it, but you don't care, bending down to kiss her shoulders, then the tops of her breasts as you pull gently on the front of her dress, causing it to drop lower, past her slim waist but stopping at her hips. She truly has an hourglass figure, as you cup her heavy breasts with both hands, lifting them up and squeezing them through her bra. When you look up at her, Camila's eyes are closed and her breathing has intensified. You know an aroused woman when you see 1. Gingerly, you reach around Camila and unhook her bra, removing it slowly. She doesn't resist, letting you take it off.

You pause for a second when you see her bare breasts. They're magnificent, topped off with round, hard nipples and you can't imagine how someone could deprive the world of them until now. Dropping the bra on the floor, you grab her right breasts and clamp your mouth over her nipple, sucking and flicking it with your wet tongue. Camila moans softly and squeezes your cock in reaction. You alternate to her left breast and she reacts similarly. You can gauge how excited she is by the frequency of the squeezing on your cock.

You return to the right breast briefly, before you lift your head from her chest and tug more at her dress, causing it to fall to the floor. The red laced panties she has on hug her body like skin, and you slip both of your hands onto her waist, sliding them across her smooth skin around to her back then lower, into the waistband of her panties until you have her ass cheeks in each hand. You give them a good squeeze, causing Camila to gasp, before you slide the panties down, leaving Camila naked.

You take Camila's hand off your cock and lead her to the bed. She follows blindly with her eyes still closed, like she's hypnotized, and you help her onto the middle of the bed. You climb up after her, spreading her legs and getting between them. Unsurprisingly, her pussy is not completely unshaven, although trimmed short and neatly, and you massage her clit with your thumb. You can smell the heavy scent of arousal coming from her pussy as her lower lips part in anticipation. Camila seems disappointed when you stop, then she gasps when she feels you moving onto her, as you spread her legs more and rub the length of your cock along her slit.

"Camila, do you know about the arrangement Nigel had with the girls that stay here?" you ask.

"...yes, he told me."

"You can have the same with me. Stay here, not having to worry about your finances."

Camila bites her lower lip and you can tell she's seriously considering your offer. In the meantime, you're done teasing her with your cock, and you line up the tip with the entrance of her pussy, letting it nuzzle against her lips down low.

"I don't know... I- OH!" Camila moans as you thrust into her in the middle of her speaking, until you're completely inside her. You groan, feeling how wet and warm her pussy is, wrapped around your cock. While she may be a virgin, you didn't sense an resistance when you entered her.

"Look at me," you say, from above her. Camila opens her eyes and looks up at you for the first time in a while. "Do you want to stay here?"

"...yes."

"Is this your first cock?"

"...yes."

"Good. Just relax and lie there while I fuck you, okay?"

"Okay..."

With that, you're about to lean back and start fucking Camila, but she instead wraps her arms around you and pulls you in closer to her, so you kiss her while starting to thrust your hips up and down. Your tailor moans into your mouth, her eyes wide open as she experiences the joy of a cock inside her for the first time. You fuck her slow, but hard, with purposeful thrusts of your hips aimed at making Camila feel every inch of your cock inside her, and you can tell that it's blowing her mind as her eyes roll back and you see the whites of her pupils.

Unsurprisingly, it only takes a few thrusts before Camila starts to quiver uncontrollably while gasping for air and you pause, letting her intense orgasm crest through her body until even your body is shaking a little. As her breathing slows down and Camila recovers enough to look you in the eye again, she smiles weakly.

"That was amazing," she whispers.

"We're not done yet."

"But I..."

"You got to cum, now it's my turn. It's okay, you just have to lie here, I'll do the work. Got it?" you say gently. Camila blushes and nods her head, biting her lips together in anticipation of the resumption of fucking, and you oblige, this time leaning back for better leverage as you grab her by her legs and start fucking her as hard and fast as you can. For her part, Camila completely submits to you fucking her, laying there as instructed while looking up at you, her perfect, light brown-skinned body bouncing back and forth from the motion of your thrusts. Seeing her breasts swinging around without support, you grab onto them firmly, causing Camila to moan, and you use the two mounds of flesh to steady yourself as the thrusts of your hips intensify, sensing that you're near your point of relief. Indeed, it comes a few seconds later as you explode inside Camila's virgin pussy. Both of you exchange looks in recognition of the warm fluids being exchanged and Camila's expression is a mix of lust and mortification.

"You... inside..." she stutters, still overwhelmed by the wave of new emotions she's experiencing and the conflict of her personal beliefs. You chuckle and kiss her on the lips, sticking your tongue into her mouth and twirling it around to prevent her from saying anything. It takes a while for her to get used to it, but eventually she starts to kiss you back, and you 2 make out for some time, before you finally get up off Camila and withdraw your spent cock, the last drops of your cum dripping onto the bed.

"Okay, let's try those trousers again," you say with a wink at the dumbfounded tailor.