Sugar Coated

Rina was spending the summer with her maternal aunt before returning to college, helping out and spending some time together. They had a close relationship that had formed during many summers just like this one, so time went by flying, and luckily the new husband (number three) seemed nice enough.

During the day she would attend to her tasks, read, eat, sit in the garden, and talk to her friends on the phone for hours on end. The three usually shared a quiet but comfortable conversation during dinner, and were headed to bed shortly after. For two months it had become a routine that remained undisturbed, until one of the couple's friends decided to make a visit.

He was a mechanic, a very close friend of her uncle, who doubled her age and size. Her aunt had told her about a crazy woman, who was trying to ruin his reputation. That didn't completely sit right with her, but that feeling drifted away. People were crazy.

She didn't remember the conversation on the day they met.

He would stay the night on the sofa as she was occupying the guestroom. At first glance, he was just a harmless man in his fifties like Rina's aunt. Unattractive, bald, and there was nothing amusing about this man, something she confirmed after a boring dinner. His name was hard to remember and pronounce, and she didn't see a single reason to remember it.

Rina sat next to her uncle while he sat across the table with her aunt, and they chatted for long, slowly eating dinner. After being polite enough to try some mushy and oversugared pastries, she simply couldn't wait to go to her room and rest. They all ate one and complimented his absent baking skills as the night ended.

-Good night! Sleep well- Rina said while heading upstairs behind her aunt.

When she sat on her bed, an expected fatigue was pulling her body into sleep. She tried to resist it as an uneasy feeling came over her, something inexplicable and illogical. Suddenly, she stood up to strange noises in the corridor and, with adrenaline rushing she opened the door and took a step outside.

Nothing.

She felt stupid, like a child scared of the dark, and maybe if she weren't so busy feeling ashamed, she would have noticed the blurriness in her sight and her head spinning fast. Rina fell asleep shortly after.

The man stayed composed and waited over an hour before walking directly into her room, but once inside he lost any remains of patience he had. He knew she was out. With no time to lose, he turned a small lamp on and sat next to her as he started exploring her body.

When he reached her nipples, he realized one was pierced. Both were. He pinched them harshly and got a groan; he was going to enjoy this. He went over her whole body multiple times in a sloppy and frenetic rush, and didn't expect her to get wet when he slid his fingers in her. It made him grin.

Once the shirt was above her chest and her shorts and panties were down to her feet, he left them holding her ankles together while he got undressed. He had been anticipating the moment since Dan told him about their niece spending the summer with them. "Who could resist that kind of opportunity?" he asked himself. Certainly not him.

He moved her body to face the ceiling and jumped in between her legs. With a helping hand, he started pressing himself into her sweet spot, and he pushed multiple times, frustrated over the pleasure he couldn't get. Finally, his tip found the perfect angle, like a small opening giving him permission. A rough push was all it took to intrude to her young body at the end. He didn't let her body get used to him as there was no need, so he started thrusting frantically.

Shortly after, the home wasn't covered in the heavy silence of night anymore, now broken by a rhythmic and metallic squeaking.

His hands fondled her big chest shamelessly; he had made sure no one would wake up for hours and the temptation was overpowering. He barely lasted five minutes before bottoming out and releasing his cum in her tight cunt. A thought lazily wandered in his head while he stayed buried in her. Was she on any birth control? Probably not. Why would she need it here?

That chain of thoughts made him hard again, tearing a light moan from her open mouth. She had barely looked at him when they met, and now her body was responding in the best way possible. He liked how her body knew better than she did.

He found her hole addictive and was settled on using it until satisfied. Fingers wrapped firmly into her, he moved fast and deep, still making sure not to slip out and spill his seed.

His hips pressed against hers as he emptied his balls into the stretched hole. Someone else would have left, afraid of being caught, but he was enjoying the moment very carefreely.

He needed to enjoy her as much as he could, so he resumed and went again. And again. He held her body tightly. He moved her like a doll and took the rest of her clothes off in the process. She didn't have to do anything, just open her legs for him and be used, and she was doing an excellent job.

When the sun started rising, he gave her little body a last load and dismounted her. As he put on his belt, he looked at her half-naked body and smiled. He didn't bother fully dressing her, it wasn't necessary. Afterward, he returned to the sofa for a little sleep.

From the moment Rina woke up, she was surprised by her pulled-down shorts and the bruises on her thighs. She wouldn't admit it out loud (or maybe even to herself), but she knew both things meant something and still brushed the thought away like dirt.

When she went downstairs, she realized the guest was leaving because her uncle was walking him to the door. They made eye contact that confirmed something deep inside, a shared look of understanding. Rina looked down and her brain dismissed that idea. Nothing had happened.

"Bye," she said.

-Goodbye! - he replied with a smile.