Young Thomas was in a state of euphoria. Walking through Arrivals at the San Diego International Airport, the eighteen year-old was starting a new adventure. But that wasn't the only reason for his feeling of well being.
Being accepted as a short-term student in the States for July and August meant he'd hopefully have the opportunity to find and have some fun with an American girl. Still a virgin, technically at least, this was the opportunity the young man needed to meet a girl as horny as him.
He was desperate to make the most of the opportunity.
The conditions had been hammered home to him. As he wouldn't be attending school, there'd be a heavy emphasis on sightseeing and cultural learning. And he be expected to closely bond with the family he who were hosting him. Being as personable and friendly as the young man was, he didn't expect any problems.
The couple were waiting for him at the airport. What he saw took his breath away...
And it wasn't Jeff who surprised him. The man seemed affable enough. It was his wife, Nancy. The woman was as sexy as she was beautiful. Dressed provocatively in a tight t-shirt that showed off her perfect breasts, she made his young cock jump to immediate attention.
That was good and bad news, of course. Being brought up so religiously, he knew the difference between good and evil. And coveting another man's wife was... well... not good, put it that way.
But how could he not react to the beauty? Quite simply, the stunning woman was sex on legs.
His father was a Priest and had devoted his life to the Lord, and of course, to his large congregation. Tom knew exactly what his father would be preaching in these circumstances. Pass me not, O gentle Saviour... hear my humble cry... while on others thou art calling... do not pass me by.
The words ran through his head again as Nancy gave him a soft greeting hug. Tom felt his cock react. The eighteen year-old would be happy for his saviour to pass him by if it meant lusting after this dark haired beauty throughout his two month stay. His father may have conditioned him to act responsibly, but he'd never been able to control the thoughts in his mind!
The aroma of Nancy's perfume remained with him, stiffening his cock still further. He attempted not to stare, but as they walked to their waiting car, his shy eyes took in the curve of her magnificent breasts and the peach like roundness of her ass. Fuck, he was as hard as iron.
How was he going to survive the next two months?
He wouldn't do anything, of course. That would go against every belief pummelled into him throught his life. It was a young, avaiable American girl he was seeking.
But no one could stop the sins in his mind. And right then and there, the hardness of his cock told him that his mind was close to sinning. There was no doubt, his first masturbatory session in the States would focus on the beautiful Nancy.
***
Nancy led the way into her modern house. Tom followed close behind, pulled forward by an invisible tractor beam from her wonderfully rounded ass. He couldn't take his eyes off the perfectly shaped globes encased in the soft, worn denim.
The dark haired beauty showed Tom to his room. "I hope this is okay with you, Tom? There's the closet, your bathroom and the bed's really never been slept in, so I guess you'll be breaking it in."
For a moment, she just stood there and stared at him. Then she gave a wonderful smile. "Well, I guess I'll whip up dinner. You must be hungry after you're long journey?"
"Yes, Ma'am."
Her smile widened. "Call me Nancy."
"Yes, Nancy, Ma'am."
"No. Please. Just Nancy. Don't make me feel like an old lady."
"OK, Nancy," he laughed. "If that's okay with you."
She nodded. "It is!"
After she left, Tom rubbed his cock for a second to relieve the ache, then took a deep breath and pulled his hand away. There'd be time enough for that later.
His room was five times as large as his poky bedroom back home. It even had an attached bathroom that looked as big as his home bedroom.
Over dinner, he chatted freely with both Nancy and Jeff. It felt good to fill them in on his background, and of course he only spoke in positive terms about his father. But throughout, he couldn't keep his eyes from straying to Nancy's tight t-shirt across the table. Her wonderfully full breasts were snuggled together, tied loosely in the confines of the shirt.
He knew the beautiful brunette caught him glancing a couple times, but her knowing smile seemed to tell him it was okay.
Eventually, he made his way to his room, showered and went to bed. He'd never slept between cream, silk sheets before and these felt wonderful
They felt soft and smooth on his naked body. He loved the feeling of cool sheets against his nakedness. Just that sensation often gave him an erection, but tonight, he needed no artificial stimulation. His cock was fully hard. All thoughts of sightseeing and cultural learning in his two-month stay had long since disappeared from his mind.
Instead, it was filled with images of the beautiful Nancy.
If he closed his eyes, he could see her face. He could see her magnificent tits. He could see her sweet, rounded ass. And he could see the way the sexy woman looked at him. If he didn't know better...
And to go along with the images, there was the aroma of that sweet perfume. It sent a tingle from his nose to his loins. It seemed like his cock had been hard since he'd arrived.
This was so strange. He'd grown up in a 'good Christian home' where sex or even talk about sex had been strictly forbidden. All that had done, of course, was magnify the importance in his mind. And thank goodness for the Internet. That hosted so many of his sexual fantasies.
Maybe things would change if and when he met an unattached young American girl? He certainly hoped so. There was no way he could continue feeling like this for the next two months. He'd end up doing something inappropriate and get thrown out on his ear.
The eighteen year-old sighed as he stroked his cock. Nancy would almost be worth destroying yourself over...
***
Tom must have been sleeping for a couple of hours when the soft noise awoke him. It was the sound of his door opening.
A very soft light invaded the room as it slowly opened, just a crack. He instantly knew he should cover himself, but good sense told him to pretend he was still asleep. He didn't want to cause any fuss. The heat of the night was unusual for him, and he'd decided to lie on top of the sheets to gain some comfort. Maybe that hadn't been such a good idea?
Through half open eyes, he could see it was Nancy.
The soft light was behind her and lightly fell on the bed. He knew she'd be able to see his nakedness. But the sight in front of him overtook that thought. The stunning brunette was wearing a black nightdress, almost transparent.