My Bad Boy Boss's Secret Baby

“Any plans for this afternoon?” I asked, caressing her cheek.

“No, sir,” she said, nuzzling into my hand.

“Now, now, we’ve talked about that. How on earth can I fuck you with you calling me sir?”

“Sorry, Chad.”

“Better,” I said, rewarding her with a kiss.

I had the picnic basket hidden in the back of my truck. It was only a matter of Nina calling her aunt, so she wouldn’t worry, and getting to the chosen spot. There was a secluded field over by the border I’d found as a kid. I’d never seen anyone else there, and it would give us the privacy we needed.

Nina took off her overalls as we drove, stowing them in the bag she brought. She looked sexy as ever in fitted jeans and a plain white T-shirt. The clothing, despite being perfectly modest, still managed to make her tits look even more memorable.

“See anything you like?” she asked, catching me staring.

“Sure do, sweetness,” I said, getting my eyes back on the road.

We got to the field, our boots making imprints in the fresh green grass. It was almost cute how Nina wore steel-toes for every occasion, despite the fact she was a bit awkward in them like she wasn’t quite used to the weight despite them being her size. I had the impression she wouldn’t have been more comfortable in high heels. Though, to be fair, I wasn’t sure how well I could have gotten around in high heels either.

It was difficult to see things from someone else’s perspective, but I was doing my best. I really wanted to understand Nina, which seemed, in my limited estimation, like it might be something like love.

I spread out the checked picnic blanket in one smooth movement, Nina graced herself onto it. I had fully intended to get into her past, but fate had different ideas. It could have been partly my fault for packing yogurt. Inevitably she got some on her chin, and dammit, if I didn’t have the irrepressible urge to clean it away with my tongue.

As such things often went, licking turned to kissing, and kissing went onto the mounting — sweet Nina flat on her back, my body unquestionably between her legs.

As we made out, our tongues blissfully meeting, Nina started to rub herself against me. I could have sworn I could feel the warmth of her pussy through the material of our jeans. An action backed up by her breaking our kiss just long enough to take off her shirt and bra.

It was like a magnetic force. My mouth was drawn irresistibly to her hard nipples. Nina moaning contentedly with each gentle suck. I pushed things a little further, unfastening her jeans. Nina responded by taking my hand and putting it down in there, making her consent clear.

I slipped two fingers into her warmth, still paying attention to her tits, treasuring every moan and movement as I pleasured her sweet young body.

There was something different about being with Nina. I’d known it from the first time we’d kissed but couldn’t quite define it until right then. Every time we touched, and every orgasm she had, it seemed entirely new for her, like it was a process of education and discovery. Which made sense considering I was the first one to ever touch her.

She was just beginning to learn about sex and pleasure practically, and I was the one teaching her. It was a big responsibility, but one I was willing to take on. It also explained why I continued to be so careful with her, even after I’d popped her cherry. I wanted her to know I would never hurt her and only wanted her to feel good.

“Can I take your pants off, sweetness?” I asked as she sucked my fingers after she orgasmed.

“Yes, please!” she enthused.

Up and off her sexy jeans went, followed closely by her boyish briefs. Her legs falling back down and apart, giving a full view of her tasty pussy. I dove in ravenously, licking and sucking her tender pink lips like a starving man, putting a hand over her mouth to keep her from screaming. Deciding this was a bit too rough, I offered her my thumb, which she sucked greedily, giving me an idea.

When the trebling subsided, I guided my sweet Nina up into a sitting position and gave her my cock. She accepted with grace and immediately began sucking me off with what can only really be described as aplomb. I took gentle hold of her ponytail to keep her from hurting herself as she sucked and hummed, nursing the cum from deep in my balls.

The load was bigger than even I expected, flooding into her mouth in a mighty torrent. Yet my young lover was undaunted, taking down every drop with sweet relish, giving me a lick on the tip of my cock when she was done.