Unapproachable EmiliaHardcore Sex Story 

One interesting thing about my profession is that every five years you have to retrain and prove your qualifications.

This time the training was in winter, in our regional center. I stayed in a small rather modest hotel, in a single room with a refrigerator and a shower. However, I am an unassuming person and it was enough for me.

The days passed monotonously. I did not make any new acquaintances and in the evenings I either walked or hung out on the Internet. After living in this way for two weeks, I was frankly bored.

In one of the evenings, coming back from study, I met my colleague who had also come to study. It promised some socializing. I had no illusions about a romance, rather I didn’t even think about it.

Emilia was a woman of very strict behavior, to some extent even a man-hater. She raised two daughters on her own.

Her husband cheated on her when she was pregnant. Emilia could not forgive the affair and they separated. As it turned out later she continued to love him, but the restoration of relations was out of the question.

The woman was very good-looking and many men, knowing her social status, made attempts to hit on her, but were rebuffed.

In her thirty-two years Emilia blossomed exactly mature, feminine beauty. Medium height, short-cropped blonde, with green eyes and sensual plump lips. Her chiseled figure was complemented by rather large breasts, which she tried to disguise with shapeless sweaters.

I certainly noted these moments for myself, but no more than that.

Lana was very pleasant to talk to, unless it was about relationships. This is kind of a preface to the story that happened to us.

In order to brighten up a long winter evening I invited Emilia to have dinner in my room. She agreed, warning me not to do anything stupid.

The dinner ordered in the room arrived, I set the table and at the agreed time we started dinner. Emilia was as always amazing in her erudition and our communication was interesting and informative.

Time passed, and we had already drunk a couple of bottles of delicious pomegranate wine. And it seemed like it was time break it up.

I suddenly thought, what if she was counting on sex and I didn’t even make an attempt?

When we had already gotten up from the table, I stepped towards her and hugged her shoulders. She turned around abruptly and hugged me around the neck. Her eyes were closed and her lips were waiting for a kiss.

We kissed long and passionately, my hands roaming over her soft body. After a few minutes, the shapeless sweater was on the chair, and I could see her gorgeous breasts, her nipples erect with excitement.

I picked Emilia up in my arms and laid her on the bed, kissing her neck and tits, occasionally sucking and gently tweaking her nipples.

She was pushing me away or hugging me, incessantly repeating no and can’t, I can’t, and so on.

The passion that erupted between us burned like wildfire and I couldn’t stop, and I didn’t want to. Soon Emilia’s jeans and panties were tossed aside. I was completely naked by then.

Despite all the passion, she didn’t give me a chance to insert my dick, constantly wriggling underneath me.

I was about to give up when she pushed me away, looking at me with a crazy look, and after a couple of moments she settled on my cock. Emilia began to greedily and intensely thrust herself onto it as far as she could.

She moaned loudly and sweetly, giving herself up completely to her feelings and emotions. And all of this, was the unapproachable Lana.

When she reached the peak of pleasure, she arched up, digging her nails into my chest and cumming violently. As she continued to shudder, Lana covered her face with her hands and fell back onto the bed, breathing heavily and spreading her thighs wide.

I immediately got on top of her and started fucking hard this beautiful, previously unapproachable female, who now belonged to me.

Emilia was actively thrusting, keeping up the pace and moaning languidly. After a few sharp, deep thrusts, I cum inside her pussy and collapsed exhaustedly beside her.

Breathing out, we merged in a tender, long kiss. Afterward, Emilia took a shower.

I stayed on the bed, coming to my senses after what had happened.

A few minutes later, my guest came out of the shower wrapped in a large bath towel. Her cheeks were flaming with embarrassment, and she tried not to look at me.

I got up from the bed, gently put my arm around her shoulders, and we merged again in a tender kiss. The towel had fallen to the floor, and there was nothing to stop me from caressing her soft, beautiful body.

My cock rested against her belly, letting her know that I wanted her again.

Suddenly, Emilia knelt down and passionately began giving me a blowjob.

It was just magical. She was bringing me almost to orgasm, caressing my cock and balls with her hands, tongue and lips, and then she paused. This sweet torture got me so turned on that I held her head with my hands and literally fucked her mouth, making me cum rather quickly.

Emilia swallowed my cum and gently squeezed my balls and began to suck every last drop out.. Then pushed me up on the bed and gently licked my fallen cock and balls.