The Devils Deflower by Saya_Sakai

(All characters are over the age of 18)He sighted her from across the street drinking a cup of coffee. As he got closer he eyed the pretty young woman. She was wearing a fitted sweater over her sports bra along with black yoga pants that conformed around her cute butt.

Natalie held a sweet smile as he greeted her. He apologized for being late as she stood up to hug him. “You look amazing.” He said. “Thank you, It’s so good to see you.” She replied in a sweet voice. She just moved to the big city for college and she ran into him at the local farmers market the other day. She first met Mr. Pierce in one of her junior high art classes. He inspired and encouraged her to pursue a career in art. He was a confident down to earth guy who had a passion for painting and photography. He was an average looking guy a little on the slimmer side. His beanie covered his lengthy dark hair with a slight hint of grey. His deep, dark brown eyes gave him a mysterious appearance. He was always man of a few words.

He was astonished how beautifully she had grown. He couldn’t help but catch a few glances at her delicate features. Natalie’s toned flat stomach partially revealed under her unzipped hoodie. Her sports bra concealed her perky rounded breast that had developed into full cups. More than a handful could handle. Her long black hair tied behind her high cute cheek bones and large slanted eyes followed by lengthy lashes. Her pale, peculiar, exotic beauty came from her mixed Japanese, Portuguese-American blood. He had not seen her since she was just a child and now she had developed into a young woman. He felt guilty as he undressed his former student with his eyes.

The two had been sitting there for a few hours engaged in deep conversation. Natalie’s timid, sweet personality matured over the years with confidence. It was a big turn on even though he saw right through her slight hesitation. She felt so comfortable around him she had forgotten to zip up her sweater.

Natalie sighed as she pulled out her phone to check the time. “I have to get going soon, I have a date.” she complained. She didn’t want to leave but Mr. Pierce insisted he had to get going as well. They were so busy chatting, they lost track of the time. “I’ll walk with you since I’m heading the same direction.” They coincidently lived a few blocks within each other. Mr. Pierce relocated to the city a few years ago after receiving a teaching position at the university.

The city was a large lonely place. Mr. Pierce and Natalie began to meet for coffee more frequently. They had a lot in common and kept each other company. They critiqued each other’s paintings and her school work as well. Mr. Pierce was full of insight as he shared his knowledge with her. Natalie trusted him always eagerly listening with her full attention. It also made him feel important and he liked it. He helped her reach a deeper creative side as she excelled to the top ranks in her class. At the same time, Mr. Pierce’s attraction grew stronger for Natalie over the last few months. She could’ve been the same age as his daughter if he had one. She was the only thing on his mind for the last few weeks. She was just an amazing woman. Natalie became more comfortable around him as well.

Mr. Pierce’s obsession grew stronger. He started experiencing jealousy and anxiety every time she talked about other guys. He felt bitter and It had to stop. He began to keep his distance and try to avoid her texts and calls. It was hard task since she messaged him quite often. He didn’t respond very much and it started to become just a little easier as time went by.

One evening he heard a soft knock on his door. It was Natalie. He hesitated, slowly opened the door as she stood there in a white shimmery evening dress. “Hey Nat.” He spoke softly, letting her in. She held a smile that instantly turned to a saddened look as she wrapped her arms around him. With confusion, Mr. Pierce’s was unsure how to react and he kept quiet. He disliked seeing her unhappy.

“He broke it off…” She mumbled. There was a long pause of silence. “And where have you been? how come you weren’t picking up my calls?” Unsure of what to say “I’m sorry… I don’t know.” He responded. “What happened?” He asked curiously. “He moved too fast, I wasn’t ready…” She replied timidly. A little unsure of what she meant he left it at that. He always thought some things were better left not knowing. His hands grazed her back holding her in his arms as she continued to hug him tightly.

She looked around his spacious apartment with high ceilings. A large panel window with a full view of the city and its beautiful lights gleaming. It was an incredible sight. He offered her a drink as he pulled out a stool for her. He took a seat next to her, catching himself scanning her long legs before he attempt to look away.

Natalie rest her head on the counter, falling asleep within minutes. He watched the exhausted girl sleep peacefully. He steadily picked up her small frame carrying her over to the bedroom. She was light as he walked slowly. Her dress strap fell off her shoulder and her breast looked like it was ready to slip out. He could almost see her tits coming out. She had a peaceful calm look. He gently lay her on his bed as he pulled the sheets over her. He wanted to crawl under the sheets with her. Trying to remember he was only her teacher. He stepped away glancing back at her before leaving the room.

Natalie woke up the next morning looking innocently and lovely. Mr. Pierce wouldn’t mind waking up with her every morning. She was naturally beautiful even after washing off her make up. “Do you think you can do me a favor if you have some time?” He asked from out of the blue. “Uh.. Sure, what is it?” She asked, curiously. “Could you model for me while I paint?” He asked hesitatingly. She agreed and he proceeded to get his brushes and pallets ready. He placed her by the large balcony window on a stool, guiding her pose nervously. He adjusted her legs and arms in such a manner she could hold it still for few minutes. The painting came out amazing. It showed a melancholic mood surrounded with a beautiful woman looking into the sunset. The shadows of a cities darkness in the background. It was one of his best pieces he’s painted recently.

Natalie came by regularly to help model for more of his paintings. They chatted a lot while he painted and he felt much more motivated to paint. He felt more comfortable working with Natalie as he guided her poses. It seemed like the outfits became a little more provocative each time. He picked out seductive shorter dresses but she didn’t mind and she was comfortable and confident in them. She had a slender voluptuous figure that looked good in almost anything.

One Saturday morning, Natalie came by to help Mr. Pierce with another one of his paintings.
“Here lean on this.” He laid her back on a modernized lounge chair that held her upright. He reached from behind her as he guided her arms to her sides and lightly tilting her chin up. She stared at him directly as he reach down to unbutton the top of her dress. Then undoing the next and the next button below it. He continued down to the last one, exposing her slim stomach. Her elegant laced bra revealed, supporting her ample breast. Natalie was alarmed as she watched him pull her dress strap off her shoulders down to her wrist. Her stomach and chest partially exposed from one side.

He began painting as she lay there calmly. She observed him in deep concentration. It was silent and all she could hear was the sound of brush strokes along with his heavy breathing. A few minutes later he stood up to grab a glass of wine. Natalie lay silently. He walked up to Her offering a glass of wine through a little straw. Delightedly she placed her lips over the straw as she looked up at him directly. He pictured her sucking his cock as she looked up towards him. She continued to sip through the straw with a big smile. “Thank you.” She replied in a soft voice.

A few glasses later he finished his painting. He held his painting before setting it on the table. He walked around behind her as she stared at another stunning acrylic painting. He pulled her dress strap back as his hand grazed her arm up to her shoulder. She didn’t seem to notice as she was still concentrating on the details of the painting. The woman closely resembled her but there was a mysterious seductive aura in the picture.

He placed his hand on her back as he began to knead and rub the back of her neck. She rested her eyes and tilted her head back, receptive of his gesture. He lowered his hands to her small shoulders as he applied pressure on his thumbs in slow circular motions. Slowly working his way to her outer shoulders, slowly grazing her arms. He placed his hands against her waist sliding his fingers towards her lower back applying a significant amount of pressure. Her skin was pure and smooth as his hands slipped up her back and towards the sides of her chest. He kneaded that area before slipping his fingers inside the silk fabric of her bra. Her soft nipples began to harden as he gently cupped a handful. “What are you doing?” she whispered softly while placing her small hands around his wrist. His breathing was heavy as he leaned over, lowering his head past hers placing his lips over her nipple. He kissed, sucked and ran his tongue all around her nipple.

His other hand ran down her stomach. He felt her breathing heavily as well. His finger tips wandered lower to the edge of her panties. His fingers grazing the soft fabric exploring further down her soft moist area. He applied light pressured strokes as he rubbed up and down the silky fabric. Natalie let out a soft whimper. Her body was so young and perfectly sculpted.