Tales of Nadia: Josh's Mentor Ch. 01

In the years before Nadia and Steven Ashford arrived in Robinvale, their Church had sent the couple across North America to win converts for Satan, one small town after another. This is just one of the many tales of Nadia's doings, in corrupting and seducing the country's males, young and old alike, one step at a time...

Preston, Idaho, February 2014

Nadia Ashford looked at the nervous teen sitting across from her and smiled to herself. Yes, he would do. He would do very well.

Josh Peters was just 18, young for his age, and shy and restless in her presence. He struggled to meet her eyes, clearly distracted by other, more enticing sights in the room.

They were meeting in Steven's back office, in the annex behind the town's main Pentecostal church. As usual, she and 'Pastor' Steven had just arrived in the small town of Preston just three weeks earlier, sent by the Church on the usual mission. And, as usual, aiming to win as many converts to Satan as possible meant starting with the lowest hanging fruit.

Steven had already begun to work his wiles with the churchgoing ladies of the town, even though it was early days yet. But one promising lead had been a confession that Josh's mother, Stephanie Peters, had made to Steven in a moment of weakness.

Just last week, Steph had walked in on Josh masturbating, his laptop open in front of him and his hand busily working his cock. She had been horrified: a good Christian boy like Josh, beating his meat to a pornographic movie featuring what appeared to be a mature, blonde porn star copulating with a much younger man.

Steven's wiles had got her to confess, in strictest confidence, that what had really got her hot and bothered were two things: the porn slut had looked a lot like her, although with bigger tits; and Josh's member, when fully erect, had been 'huge'.

He'd promptly passed this little bit of intel onto Nadia and she had leapt on it straight away.

"Tell her that her son needs counselling, immediately," she ordered. "He must spend time with us, his new spiritual leaders, so we can help set him on the right path and turn him away from this evil of self-abuse."

Steven smiled at her words. "You mean," said her consort and partner in crime, "that he'll be spending time with you as his 'counsellor'? So you can help him see the error of his ways and make his repentance?" Steven's manner was a bit old fashioned at times - it played well with the rubes, but occasionally he forgot to turn it down in Nadia's presence.

"Yes, Stephen," she replied, mentally rolling her eyes at him. "I'm going to fuck him. And I want to check out this huge prick of his too. Getting him onside gives us access to his high school friends and we can probably set him up with his mom at the same time.

"You keep working on her and I'll meet with young Mr Peters. With any luck, we'll have the two of them, along with the rest of this town, fucking like rabbits and bowing before our Master in less than a month."

It was in situations like this where Nadia excelled. She loved her job and she was one of the best at it.

******

Nadia had walked a careful line with her choice of outfit for this first session with Josh on a late Tuesday afternoon. She aimed to balance restrained with provocative, deciding on a look that suggested, at first glance, a mature, authoritative but compassionate pastor's wife. Her long blonde hair was coiffured perfectly into a bun at the back of her head, along with expensive rimmed glasses, a tasteful, designer blouse and skirt, and her usual sheer black stockings and Louboutin heels.

The glasses were totally unnecessary, given her more-than-perfect vision, but she knew they added to the 'schoolmarm' look she was going for. The frames complemented her stunning features, setting off her emerald eyes and immaculate makeup.

Her blouse was a silk Dior, a careful choice that fitted her perfectly, but cut tight across her prodigious bust. Her 40DD tits pushed firmly against the silk, standing full and proud from her chest. Her top two buttons were undone, giving the boy a hint - just a hint - of the wonders underneath.

Her pencil skirt was also Dior, cut to mid-calf but with a slit up the side. Depending on how she sat, Nadia knew she could show off plenty of long, toned leg, almost right up to where her stockings ended and her garters took over.

She had already given Josh a good view of her tight ass and swaying hips, as she ushered the boy into Steven's office. Now, as she sat down opposite him, she could see his discomfort. It was clear that he knew he shouldn't, but he couldn't help looking at her legs, her tits, her face for a split second, and then back to her legs again.

She knew he had an erection, and it was comical to see how he shifted back and forwards in the chair, trying to adjust himself without giving his excitement away to her. She suspected Josh's mother was probably on the money. From what she could see of the lump in his pants, he certainly seemed to have a penis much larger than expected for a boy of his age.

Nadia was used to being sexually aroused: it was almost a constant state of being for her. But there was something extra delicious, extra depraved about seducing a naïve, 18-year-old virgin, despite her immense age and experience in all things sexual. She had fucked a few younger men over the years, but not many that appeared as innocent as Josh, and certainly not that many with such an above-average sized cock.

She knew that, with a bit of work, she could turn this teen stud into an expert cocksman, at an age where he was just coming into his full sexual potential as a young adult. The thought made her wet almost from the get-go and she felt a steady flow of her juices stain the thin lace panties that barely covered her smooth-shaven cunt.

She wouldn't be fucking Josh on this occasion - not just yet - but after this counselling session she'd be needing a good long session with Steven's monster cock or, failing that, her favourite foot-long vibe.

******

Josh Peters wriggled uncomfortably in the plush leather chair. He couldn't look Mrs Ashford in the face. The whole thing was so embarrassing, plus Mrs Ashford was so hot. He'd not been able to look away from her ass as she led him into the room, and now the pastor's wife was sitting opposite him, he found his eyes drawn involuntarily to the shape of her prominent tits, or to her long, stockinged legs peeking through her slit skirt.

She was almost his exact wet dream come to life - almost - and his big cock felt like a solid lump in his pants. Big titted blonde MILFs were front and centre in his nighttime fantasies and now that he had met Mrs Ashford, she was starting to carve out a place in his mind that had formerly been reserved for his mother alone.

Stephanie Peters was strikingly similar to Nadia Ashford, although her tits were a size smaller and her body, while smoking, wasn't quite on the super-model level occupied by the pastor's wife. Still, she was rated as an A+ MILF by Josh's equally horny male school friends and Josh cringed every time any of them came to his house, looking to get a glimpse of his mom.

But, if he'd thought his mom was the pinnacle of hot, Mrs Ashford was on another level altogether. Her stunning looks and cool green-eyed gaze were offset by her incredible body. Josh had done a fair bit of surreptitious porn browsing in his young life, but being in the room with a woman like Mrs Ashford - with those big, firm tits, fantastic ass and silken, shapely legs - was overpowering in real life.

He'd seen her before from a distance, in church, and even then he'd realised she was gorgeous. But viewing her up close, in the flesh, made him as hard as he'd ever been before. He didn't know where to look or what to say.

Nadia smiled warmly at the boy and crossed her legs, her skirt falling away almost to mid-thigh. Josh's eyes bugged out and he wriggled even more uncomfortably in the chair. Nadia suspected she had probably made his cock grow another inch with that move alone.

"So, Josh," she said in a soft, compassionate tone, "do you know why you're here with me today?"

The boy flushed a deep red and this time, his eyes darted away from her body to start at a space a few feet to the left of her head.

"Um... my mom asked you and Pastor Steven to talk to me," he muttered.

"Yes, that's right, Josh," Nadia said encouragingly, "and Steven was planning to be here, but he's been caught up on church business. However, he did fill me in on your... situation. I thought it would be a good idea to talk a bit more about why your mom wants you to see us. Can you tell me a bit about that, Josh?"

She noted, with clinical interest, that Josh appeared to be ready to die of embarrassment, judging by his red face and stammering voice.

"Ahh... well, ah, Mom caught me... umm... watching a video," he muttered.

Nadia wasn't going to let him stop there. "And Josh, can you tell me more about the video? What was it about?" she said, innocently.

Josh looked like he was about to die. "Ahhh...," he replied, and Nadia almost felt sorry for him. "It was... ummm... about a guy and a girl. Having... ahhh... relations."

Nadia suddenly looked sternly at the teen. "Josh, let me put you out of your misery," she replied. "Your mother caught you watching a pornographic film. On your laptop. While you were masturbating at the same time. And the subject of that film was disturbing. Why, Stephanie has told us that it was a video of a middle-aged woman fornicating with a much younger man - a young man not much older than you, in fact!"

Josh was ready to sink into the floor. His eyes had shifted again, this time downwards, away from Mrs Ashford and her hot body. He stared at his lap, tears welling up. His mom had told the Ashfords everything. The shame was overwhelming.

******

Nadia's tone softened. "Josh, look at me," she said softly and the boy raised his eyes, trying to focus on her face rather than her stunning body. The blonde smirked to herself.

"It's normal for young men like yourself to be attracted to mature women," she said, subtly pushing out her chest, her big tits jutting out under the tight blouse. "Why, in ancient societies, it was an important job for an older woman to teach a boy like you all about the pleasures of sex. And that notion is still very common - indeed very popular - in some communities today."

Nadia could see the boy was fascinated by her words. There was now a massive bulge at his crotch and the pastor's wife could almost see it throbbing as she continued speaking.

"I think, Josh, that it would be a good idea for you to spend more time with myself - and Pastor Ashford, of course - to get to the bottom of these feelings," she said. "Shame is a powerfully destructive emotion and it's my job to help you understand why you feel that way, and identify how you can overcome that. There are many... techniques... that we could practice, together, that I know will help you here."

Nadia could feel her cunt creaming even harder as she spoke. The idea of corrupting a young innocent like Josh... having him fuck her with that big cock... and perhaps getting his mother in on the act... all of that was a huge turn-on for the voluptuous blonde, and absolutely in keeping with their overall mission in Preston.

Josh stared at her, his eyes bugging out. "You mean, you want me to come back to see you... again?" he said in a halting, uncertain voice. The thought was both terrifying and overwhelming, and he could hear his heart beating, his pulse racing in his ears.

The boy's innocence made Nadia's blood boil with lust and it was all she could do to stop herself jumping on him and screwing him then and there. With an effort, she composed herself and leaned forward in her chair, giving Josh an even better view of her magnificent chest. His eyes dropped from her face to her bust, fascinated by her heavy tits and the deep cleavage of her half-open blouse.

Nadia knew it was time to wind things up, for now at least. Josh was ready to cum in his pants and she didn't know how she would hold herself back if he did. She drew a deep, silent breath and smiled at the horny teen.

"Let's get back together in a couple of days, Josh," she said, her smooth voice concealing her own desire. "This short session's been useful, but I think we need our next time to be a bit longer and a bit more... in-depth.

"In the meantime, I'll talk to Pastor Steven and then I'll send you some material that I want you to look at, that will help you prepare for our next time together."

She rose gracefully, her skirt once again shifting to reveal even more stockinged leg, her blouse tight across her tits. Josh made to leave her office, his face red, his cock still rock hard. Nadia walked out behind him, noting his tight young ass, her eyes narrowed with lust. As he turned to say goodbye, she came up close to him and put a soft hand on his shoulder. His eyes zeroed in on her tits like lazers.

"Remember, Josh," she said softly. "I'm here to help you get through this. We will do it, together."

Josh blushed again, muttered something unintelligible, and left. Nadia watched after him for a moment, her hand seeking her wet cunt through the slit in her skirt. She knew even the attentions of Steven, his huge cock and her vibrator wouldn't be enough to satisfy her this time.

******

The next day, on Wednesday afternoon, a courier arrived at the Peters' house, dropping off a slim, plain manila envelope. Both Steph Peters and her husband Mike were at work and Josh, who had just arrived home from school, was in the middle of making a snack.

Josh was a boy who lived in the moment, like most teenagers. He had come home from the Ashfords the previous afternoon, gone straight to his room and masturbated immediately, to relieve the tension in his enormous cock. Nadia Ashford - her looks, her body, her manner - had left him so horny that he could think of nothing else except the need to cum.

Fortunately, both his parents had been at work then as well. He didn't need his mother knocking on his door to ask him how his session went with the pastor's wife. By the time Steph had arrived home, her son had managed to jerk off three times, easing quite a bit of pressure and leaving him feeling exhausted at the same time.

He'd mostly grunted "yes" and "no" to her questions, and was too tired to do more than vaguely notice that his mom, too, was looking pretty hot that day. Her work outfits as a realtor were always smart, but this time there was an extra allure to her tailored blouse and tight slacks that made his cock twitch and his cheeks redden in shame.

The next day, his mind clearer and his sexual tension slightly lessened, he went to school feeling almost normal.

His mother, however, was a woman in conflict. On the one hand, Steph was worried about Josh, who was spending far too much time in his room and who she now knew was looking at some pretty disturbing things online. She was also a woman in her mid-30s, extraordinarily attractive for her age, who wasn't getting nearly enough sex from her husband.

She and Mike had been to counselling a few times, trying to resolve what seemed to be a growing sexual incompatibility between them. She needed sex more than just once a week; he seemed content to do the same old stuff on the same old day (always a Saturday morning), in the same old way.

Discovering Josh masturbating to a woman who looked like her was disturbing, to say the least. But on another, subconscious level, it was hugely exciting.

Her son had a massive penis - far bigger than Mike's - and seeing him jerking it had got her hot and bothered in a manner that had scared her, and turned her on in a major way. Embarrassing as it was, Josh and his cock had become the centre of a hot, nasty fantasy for his mother, one that she had used several times in the past few days to bring herself to a shameful, violent orgasm.

To say Steph was in a dilemma about her feelings was an understatement. Josh was her son, for God's sake! In between frigging herself off to wicked, incestuous thoughts, she had prayed almost non-stop for relief from said thoughts - but to no avail.

She would just have to confess more to Pastor Steven. Their previous discussions had been helpful and setting Josh up for counselling with the Pastor and his wife would hopefully assist Josh deal with his issues. She prayed that more time with Steven would help her get to grips with her own perverse feelings, too.

Josh, of course, knew nothing of this. He knew his mom was hot, but in the past 24 hours those feelings had been sidelined by new thoughts of Nadia Ashford. He looked at the manila envelope, recognising it as church stationery, and saw it was addressed to him. Clearly, this was the material that Mrs Ashford had promised to send him.

Inside was a single 128 gig USB stick, with a handwritten note from the pastor's wife, smelling faintly of her perfume. "Hi Josh," it said, "the information on this USB will be helpful for you. I'd like you to look at it in private before we meet later this week. Thanks, Nadia A."

In his room, Josh sat at his desk, fired up his laptop, inserted the USB and booted up the contents. He saw the stick had a single video file on it. Curious, he moused over the file and double-clicked. What he saw next changed his life forever.

******

At first, Josh was confused. The clip - showing a 15-minute run time - appeared to have been filmed in a bedroom. Right up front, dominating most of the shot but out of focus, was a well-lit, king-sized bed, its sheets rumpled and unmade. Almost instantly, Josh saw a manicured hand move from the side of the screen to shift the camera into a sharper focus. Then Nadia Ashford stepped into the frame.

Josh's breath caught in his throat and his cock shot up to full mast as he registered the sight before him.

The pastor's wife was naked, except for sheer, grey thigh high stockings and black stilettos. Josh caught a quick glimpse of her breasts, then, as she turned and walked slowly to the bed, he had a long, lingering shot of her toned legs, showcased in the stockings and heels, and her tight, sculpted ass. Her long blonde hair flowed down a finely muscled back and it was evident, from the lack of tan lines on her satiny brown skin, that she sunbathed frequently in the nude.

Nadia knelt on the bed, turning to face the camera, her legs and heels folded under her. For the first time, Josh got a complete look at her fantastic, naked tits: they were huge, full but firm, lifting off her chest without a hint of sag. Her nipples were stiff little bullets, jutting out from aureolae the size of half-dollars.

Nadia smiled at the camera for a moment, her makeup emphasising her stunning looks and flashing, emerald eyes. Then, she eased herself back on her ass to rest against the headboard. She stretched out her long, silken legs and spread them widely, planting her heels on the bed and lifting her butt slightly so that her vagina was in full view.

She reached for a small bottle of oil on the bedside table, poured some into her hand, and, still smiling, began to rub the oil onto her chest, teasing her nipples with her fingers.

In a trance, Josh yanked down his jeans and boxers to his ankles. Eyes glued to the screen, his hand grabbed his long, stiff cock and he began to stroke, almost unconsciously. He had never been so turned on before in his young life, and he could feel his balls already beginning to tingle with an impending orgasm.

By now, Nadia had moved her teasing fingers further down her body. Green eyes burning and face alive with lust, the blond had begun to finger her cunt, mixing the oil in with her own juices. Josh was fascinated: her pink lips were parted, her busy fingers working in and around her wet slit. She seemed to be paying particular attention to what Josh guessed was her clit. Every time she stroked herself in that spot, she would gasp and her eyes would narrow in pleasure.

Josh's own cock was creaming steadily, his heart pounding as he watched Nadia masturbate on screen. Her stockinged legs were now wide open and suddenly she raised them up to form an arch, her knees splayed out, her cunt raised up off the bed an inch or two. She had put down the oil and now, Josh saw, she grasped what looked like a long, slim plastic wand, with a weird-shaped end and...

Josh realised it was a vibrator almost at the same time as Nadia inserted it into herself and began busily frigging her cunt with the tool. At the sight, Josh's balls lurched and his cock exploded uncontrollably, shooting powerful jets of cum all over himself, his desk and his keyboard. It felt like his dick had become a fire hose, each spasm sending burst after burst of pleasure through his body.

For a moment, all he could see were stars, as the overwhelming ecstasy of his most powerful orgasm to date clouded his vision. As his throbbing cock pumped out the last of his seed, he saw blearily that Nadia was still going, the vibe sawing in and out of her cunt lips, wet with her own arousal. She seemed to be close to cumming herself: her mixture of groans and cries, loud and passionate on the soundtrack, suggested that she was nearing her peak.

Josh kept stroking his cock, which had softened not a bit, using his own cum to lubricate his hand. The sight before him was hugely arousing and he knew he would cum once again, quickly, once the voluptuous blond on screen experienced her own orgasm. He could hear her gasp as she slid the vibrator up and down her gash, teasing herself with the buzzing instrument in one hand, while her other hand played with a turgid nipple.

At last, her cries hit a crescendo and her whole body shook, tits quaking, as she reached her release. Josh shot off at the same moment, his second orgasm almost as powerful as his first. Again, his vision clouded over as pleasure raced through him, and he felt another copious load of semen pump out over his hand and onto the floor below him.

The video was nearing its end, Nadia gasping in the afterglow of her climax, when the clip suddenly cut off. Josh, coming down from his own high, registered that the show was over. But then, he saw in horror that the file had somehow deleted itself entirely from the USB's directory - the stick was empty of all data!

He groaned, coming back to reality as he realised that, for the time being at least, this one glimpse would be all he would see of Nadia and her sensuous, nubile glory. How could that have happened, he asked himself in frustration. Then he saw the time and panicked. His parents would be home at any moment and there was a sticky mess to be cleaned up, quickly, before they came through the door.

******

Nadia mentally prepared herself as she waited for Josh to arrive at their next counselling session late on the Friday afternoon. It had been two days since she had sent the boy the USB.

She knew, from the steathware implanted in the device, that it had been loaded, the file on it opened and then self-deleted once it had run. She had taken a calculated risk - small, but a risk all the same - in sending it to Josh, but she had been confident that he would have viewed the file privately, rather than load it in front of his parents.

She heard the door to Steven's outer office open, then click quietly closed. The church staff had left for the day and all else was quiet outside. Nadia smiled to herself: this session would be interesting, but she would have to control herself. There was a real danger that she would go too far, too soon with this boy.

She was looking forward to helping him relieve his undoubted... tension... from watching her video. And she knew that, once she had made him cum the first time, it would be easy to teach him how to pleasure her in return.

The challenge was to see whether she could get through the next hour without actually fucking the boy, on this occasion at least. She wanted Stephanie involved as well, eventually, and that meant she needed to move carefully with Josh - to make him more confident with her, more brazen with his mother, and more adept at pleasuring a woman who might at first be... reluctant.

But Satan be praised, Nadia could also feel the heat rising inside her. Her cunt itched to take the boy's cock deep, to show him how her well-trained muscles could milk him of his seed, to drain those big balls of their semen to the very last drop. She knew that this encounter could go either way: there was a very real chance that, by the end of it, Josh would stagger out from the office a virgin no more.

******

As with their previous appointment, Nadia had taken some care to dress in a way that would help, rather than hinder her plans. When Josh pushed open the door to Steven's inner office - his face red and clearly nervous - the first thing he saw was the pastor's wife, her hair in the same conservative bun, stylish glasses once more on her immaculate features, and wearing a long, very chic flowing dress, running from her neck down to her ankles. The one thing that seemed out of place were her shoes: very expensive looking high heels, shined to a glossy black.

Josh didn't know what to say to Mrs Ashford. He couldn't get the image of her, masturbating to climax, out of his head. His cock had hardened as soon as he'd set foot inside the pastor's office and it throbbed uncontrollably as he looked at Nadia. It felt like he was about to faint: blood was rushing to his head and he could hardly hear Nadia as she began to speak.

"Hello Josh," the blonde smiled, warmly. "Gosh, you do look hot - it must have warmed up outside. Come and have a seat here," and this time, Josh saw, she was sitting on the room's leather couch, and gesturing for him to sit next to her.

The besotted teen stumbled over to her and sat down, careful to keep some distance between them. But almost at once, Nadia stood, crossing the room to close and lock the inner office door. She turned and smiled again at Josh.

"Now Josh," she began, "I sent you something to look at the other day. Did you get it ok?"

Josh, tongue-tied, could only nod. He could see that Mrs Ashford's dress, while it covered her body, clung to her every curve. It stretched tightly across her bust and hugged her long legs as she stood there looking down at him.

"And did you like what you saw, Josh?" Nadia asked softly, and Josh could only nod once again.

"That's good, darling," said the hot-blooded blonde. She could feel her cunt positively creaming with lust. "I wanted you to see that sex - even by self-stimulation - can be a pleasurable experience. Not something to be ashamed of. And today, I'll help you explore some more of that pleasure - this time, together with me."

Nadia reached up and undid her bun, her long blonde hair falling to flow across her shoulders. Then, suddenly, she grabbed her dress at shoulder height, and pulled. The outfit's velcro stays separated and the dress fell away to pool at her feet. Josh's eyes were like saucers, his cock a steel rod in his jeans. Mrs Ashford stood in front of him, almost stark naked.

Her see-through lace bra barely kept her huge, firm tits in check, and the boy could see her thimble-sized nipples poking hard against the transparent mesh. A tiny silk g-string clung to her pudenda, her cunt lips clearly visible under the thin fabric. Black silk thigh-high stockings adorned her long legs, her stilettos raising her height by at least four inches.

She took off her glasses, all the while looking intently at Josh. The boy quivered as he registered the heat in her gaze. He felt trapped, a deer in headlights, as she paraded her body in front of him. His heart pounded as he sat there, paralysed in every muscle but one. He could smell her musky perfume, see her fantastic tits, recognise her damp g-string as a sign that she, too, was as excited as he was.

Nadia stepped closer to Josh, huddled on the couch, and she knelt in front of him. She reached out, her fingers gently stroking the massive bulge in the boy's jeans. There was already a sizeable damp patch forming at his crotch, and he let out a groan as the blonde moved her knowing fingers over his denim-covered cock.

"Mmm, Josh," she said softly, "I think we need to get started on our next exercise, right away." She seized the waistband of his jeans, snagged his briefs too, and quickly pulled both garments down to his ankles. His cock popped out and Nadia gasped. She already had some idea of what 'huge' had meant, but Josh's erect penis really was a whopper, especially for a young man of his age.

It was at least ten inches long, stiff as a board, and with a solid, meaty head, oozing precum in a steady stream. Nadia felt her pussy boil with lust and she knew she had to restrain herself. It would be so easy just to leap on top of that glorious cock and ride it, hard and fast. She knew, though, that the boy was about to pop and that lent an urgency to what she would do next.

She looked at Josh, her eyes hooded with desire. The boy stared back at her, transfixed. "Goodness, darling," she cooed, "that is a beautiful cock. Young and hard, and pretty as any picture. I just need to have a little taste of it."

She leaned over, covered his leaking dick with her mouth, and swirled her tongue softly around his head, while simultaneously stroking his balls with her nimble fingers.

Josh almost passed out from the pleasure. Seeing and feeling Mrs Ashford take his dick into her mouth... her fantastic tits almost touching his knees... along with the earlier memory of her masturbating on video... it was all too much.

Almost straight away, his whole body went rigid and he cried out, wordlessly, as he exploded in her mouth. Nadia swallowed jet after jet of hot, rich semen as the boy orgasmed uncontrollably, gasping and twitching on the couch.

Josh kept cumming, spurt after spurt shooting into the blonde's sucking mouth. Nadia had barely begun, her tongue only starting its work on the boy's cock. She kept teasing his cockhead even as his jets began to slacken off. Not surprisingly, he was still hard as he sank back on the couch, gasping.

Nadia took her mouth off him for a moment. The taste of Josh's cum, the size of his cock, the innocence in his eyes... she could feel the heat inside her reach boiling point. All her instincts were shrieking at her, to fuck him and fuck him hard, right now.

She looked at Josh, and he could see the lust flashing in her green eyes. Although the boy had no experience of women (beyond those he'd seen on the screen), he could tell that in this moment, Mrs Ashford was a million miles away from being a pastor's wife.

******

Nadia stood up before him, as Josh shrank back further onto the couch. She could tell the boy was terrified. There was no doubt in her mind. Fuck waiting - she wanted that fantastic dick skewering her cunt, now, and she was going to have him whether he wanted it or not.

"Mmm, Josh, you are tasty," she purred. "It's great that we got that out of the way. But right now, Mrs Ashford just needs you to sit there, be a good boy and follow my lead."

Nadia unclipped and discarded her bra, her big breasts thrusting out arrogantly, and tore off her g-string in one quick move. Josh's eyes bulged out while his cock, which had gone down not a jot, twitched in excitement.

Then the blonde eased herself onto Josh's thighs, grabbed his stiff rod and gently rubbed it against her dripping cunt lips. The boy could feel the searing heat of her shaven pussy as the head of his cock sawed against her dripping clit.

Nadia paused for a moment, as Josh's heart pounded inside him. "Josh, darling... you're still a virgin, aren't you?" she said, her smile sly, her expression one of predatory lust. "Let me fix that for you, right now."

She sank down gently onto his long cock, her tight cunt swallowing it inch by inch. Josh let out a soft groan: this was every porn fantasy come to life for the boy. His penis felt like it was being encased in a clinging velvet glove and the sensation was overwhelming, as her silken pussy pulled him deeper into her forbidden heat.

Meanwhile, her fantastic tits were bobbing in front of his face, and her silk stockings sent a jolt of electricity to his cock each time they rubbed against him. Nadia hefted a fat tit and pushed it towards Josh's lips. The boy took the nipple in his mouth almost unconsciously, and began to suck on it. "Ahhh, yes, baby, that's it," moaned Nadia. "Just keep sucking on me... ohhh, that's good... and let me do all the work... aaahhh... on that big fat cock..."

Once Josh was buried deep within her, Nadia gripped his shoulders with hungry, clawing hands and hoisted herself further up, her stockinged legs rubbing against his thighs. She began to ride him harder, her curvy hips slamming down onto his pelvis with a raw, rhythmic intensity. The sound of their bodies colliding and the wet, slapping noise of skin on skin filled the room.

Josh, overwhelmed, lost all control. His mouth left Nadia's tit and he grabbed her hips. He began to thrust upward into the mature blonde with a desperate urgency, grunting wordlessly, his cock pounding into her from below as she rode him from above.

His face was red, twisted with desire as he gasped with his efforts. He was no longer the innocent teen; he was a horny male and Nadia was his target. He drove himself deep into her tight cunt, each thrust hitting her cervix, his excited cock sending jolts of ecstasy through his entire frame.

Nadia was also in heat: she could feel her orgasm coming on and it would be a big one. Fucking this innocent teen and his huge prick... him slamming into her as she rode him... the look of pure, animal lust on his face as he fucked back into her... it was driving her own feral instincts, giving her one of the best fucks she had experienced in years.

"YES Josh! Ahhh... fuck me, fuck me hard! Ohhh, fuck! I LOVE your big cock!" she gasped, her voice lusty and raw.

The friction was unbearable, the pleasure fuelling a fire that threatened to consume them both. Even Nadia, with all her years of experience, was finding it hard to control herself, as Josh worked his way deep inside her, hitting places that she hadn't felt stimulated in decades of fucking.

All too quickly, Josh felt the cum boiling in his balls, driving a tidal wave of release that he couldn't hold back. He gave one final, powerful thrust, burying himself to the hilt, and growled loudly, like an animal, as he exploded deep inside her.

Nadia felt his hot cum pumping into her cunt, her tight, pulsing walls soaked with his semen. It was all she could do to hold off her own shattering orgasm. She was so close, but she managed to control herself - just - while Josh flooded her with gout after gout of his seed.

She slowed herself down as the boy came off the edge of his orgasm, her hips rocking gently atop him as his stiff-hard cock continued to massage her inner walls.

"Mmmm, Josh darling," she cooed, "that was so good, baby. But we're not stopping just yet. You still need to make me cum, young man."

******

Josh moaned as Nadia pulled herself off him, slowly, and knelt on the couch, turning her ass to face him. He could see their combined juices slowly seep from her pussy, to stain her stockings and the leather couch cushions. Nadia looked back at him over her shoulder, her gaze locking onto his with an intensity that felt like a physical weight.

"Now I bet you've seen a lot of porn, darling," she said, her voice sultry, "so what comes next shouldn't be a surprise. You're going to fuck me really hard, with that big cock of yours. You're going to do it to me doggy style. And you don't get to cum until I do."

In a daze, Josh knelt up on the couch behind her. Nadia shifted back just a touch, to slide her wet pussy rubbing against his reviving erection. The friction sent an electric charge straight to Josh's balls and once again he was lost. He grabbed her hips and pushed deep inside her, feeling her tight, clinging cunt walls begin to massage his stiff rod with that by-now familiar, hot, tight grip.

Nadia's hips pushed her cunt back onto his cock, forcing him to thrust into her brutally, the sound of flesh meeting flesh loud in the quiet room. Her big tits bounced with each movement, the heavy weight of them swaying, nipples stiff and hard. Josh's hands flew to her hips again, gripping hard enough to leave marks, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh as she fucked back against him even faster, her movements becoming a frantic, desperate rhythm. "Ahhh... yes... yes... fuck me like that," she gasped, her voice breaking with each upward thrust of her body. "Harder, Josh... fuck me harder."

Josh's hands dropped from her silken hips and he reached up, his fingers finding the heavy, soft curves of her breasts, squeezing them with a desperate, hungry grip. He was overcome with an insatiable lust - a dark, bottomless pit of desire that was driving him on, his only desire to pump this gorgeous older woman full of his seed. He groaned, wordlessly, as her clinging cunt worked his prick, taking him closer and closer to orgasm.

Suddenly Nadia slowed the pace. Slowly, deliberately, she began to roll her hips, the slick heat of her pussy dragging across the hard length of his cock as it lay trapped in her channel. A wet, slick sound slipped out each time her folds slid over him, the friction sending jolts of pleasure straight up his spine. Josh's breath hitched, his hands fell away from her tits and he instinctively grabbed her ass again, trying to speed up her rhythm on his cock.

But Nadia would have none of it. She pulled herself further off his prick until just his head was in her, teasing just the tip of his erection with every slow, torturous circle, gently rubbing his cock head with her wet, silken pussy lips.

Nadia's efforts were having an agonising effect on Josh. The boy felt like he would go mad in frustration. "Oh fuck... Mrs Ashford... please! I wanna cum! Ahhh... PLEASE!" the boy cried out in desperation.

Although he couldn't see her face, he could her the older woman smirking in her reply, as she kept their fucking at an agonising, leisurely tempo.

"Mmmm, Josh, sweetheart, what's the matter?" she murmured, still working over the edge of his cock with her cunt. "Ahhh... you can't just thrust into me and expect me to cum, darling. A girl needs... ohhh, yes!... just a bit more patience and stimulation from her lover. Now... ummm... just you let me have my fun, and then I might let you cum in me again... ahhh... if you're a good boy."

As she spoke, the blonde slowly eased her cunt back along Josh's long, stiff rod, until he was once more balls deep inside her. Then she began to squeeze his cock with her talented muscles, while at the same time grinding her clit against the base of his.

Josh moaned, the sound low and needy, his hips thrusting forward involuntarily as Nadia continued to squeeze and grind, her wetness coating his shaft, making it slick and throbbing. The sensation was indescribable: the feel of her cunt on his cock, her silk stockings rubbing against his legs, the musky smell of their arousal... all of it was sending the teen into a sensory overload.

Nadia could feel her own orgasm coming on and she knew Josh was at his limit. She could feel her clit throb as she worked her cunt against him, and then, suddenly, she was cumming, hard, as she took his big cock all the way into her depths.

"FUCK!" she screamed, "oh FUCK! JOSH! Ahhhhh! So good! Cum for me, baby! Fill me up NOW!" and she clenched extra hard on him as her vagina spasmed around his dick.

That last squeeze undid Josh completely. His cries matched hers as his cock jerked, shooting load after heavy load deep into her, coating her walls with his thick, white seed.

"Ahhh... Mrs ASHFORD!" he bellowed, firing jet after jet into her cunt. Nadia could feel every spurt, along with their combined fluids beginning to leak out of her and onto the already-soaked couch. Dimly, she realised Steven would need to be on the hunt for a replacement asap: there was no way that this item of furniture would remain in his office for all the female parishioners to wonder about.

Both collapsed together as their orgasms abated, Nadia falling forward and Josh following, to land gently half on top and half beside her on the wide, damp couch. She turned to look at the boy, who appeared in a daze.

Slowly, she smiled and leaned over, her mouth close to his ear, as she murmured, "Mmmmm... that was simply amazing, Josh. I just love your big prick inside me. And we're going to do so much more with it before I'm finished with you."

Kyle groaned, his chest heaving and breathing ragged. His semi-hard cock was still half trapped inside Nadia's cunt and he could feel her still gripping him gently, squeezing him ever so slowly. His dick felt like it had been through a major workout, but it still refused to go down inside the hot, mature blonde.

"Oh fuck... Mrs Ashford... fuck, that was... ahhh... amazing," he gasped, as he felt her tight ass wriggle against him. His hands dropped automatically to caress her silken legs and he made to pull his cock out of her, but she tightened her grip on him, holding his cock inside her firmly.

"Not so fast, Josh darling," she purred. "We're still not done, honey. Why, I bet a young stud like you could go all afternoon with that nice, big cock of yours." She licked his ear, her tongue gently teasing his earlobe. Josh moaned, and Nadia felt his cock twitch inside her.

The pastor's wife began to move her ass and somehow wriggled around so that she was atop Josh, her silken legs wrapping around his, her cunt slowly easing back down onto his half-hard prick.

"You're going to cum inside me again, Josh," she whispered, her voice dripping with authority, as she began to move on top of him. "We're going to see... ah YES, just like that!... how many times I can make you cum before you can't stand up."

Nadia punctuated each word with a sharp bite to his earlobe, then dragged her tongue along the shell of his ear once more, sending shivers down his spine. Slowly, she increased the pace, her thighs squeezing his sides as she slammed down with a steady intensity, her pussy keeping clenched around his hardening cock like a vise.

"Oh shit!" gasped Josh. "Mrs Ashford... ahh... I don't know... ohhhh... if I can keep going!"

Nadia smiled a wicked smile as she gazed down on the exhausted teen. "Why don't you call me Nadia, darling," she said in her smoky voice, "or..." she paused for a moment, looking at him hungrily, "you can call me 'mother', if you like."

She felt Josh's cock instantly stiffen at those words, his rod even harder than before. The teen began to thrust back into her eagerly, as they returned once more to some intense fucking. She smiled to herself: young men were so predictable. And she was looking forward to having fun with this young man and his mother... lots more fun.

******

It was late on Friday evening by the time Josh made it out of the pastor's office. His balls ached and his cock felt like it had been chafed red-raw. Mrs Ashford... Nadia... Mom... had fucked him hard all afternoon, driving him wild with her body, her cunt and her tongue. He had lost count of how many times he had cum in her, and on her.

But it was her words that had really gotten him going. Taunting him with the idea that she was his mother. Comparing her body to his mom's. Asking him to imagine what it would be like if he was fucking his mother, driving his long cock deep inside her, cumming inside her... even knocking her up. Nadia's sultry whispers had done more than anything else to keep his dick hard and his hips moving, even when the rest of his body was ready to give up.

Finally, he had been too weary to get it up properly and so she had given him a long, lingering blow job, until he orgasmed weakly into her wanton, sucking mouth. Then, while he lay there exhausted on the now-sodden leather couch, she had slipped on a robe, told him to leave when he was ready, and disappeared off to the well-appointed bathroom at the back of the pastor's office suite.

Josh had laid there for five minutes to get his breath back, then slowly got to his feet, threw on his clothes and left. As he biked away from the church, still reeking of Nadia's perfume and their sex, he remembered her last words to him.

"Our next session, Josh darling, is in two days' time, at my house. I'll message you the address. And don't worry, we'll keep working on your 'mom' issues too. Depending on we go there... hmmm... well, we might have your mom turn up in a week or two as well. Let's see how we go, huh?"

As she had left the room, she had turned over her shoulder, smiled and winked at him, glancing with satisfaction at his drained balls and deflated cock.

To be continued...