I was buzzing about the flat, tidying, and getting ready for Abi. The nervousness I felt was understandable, given the escalating nature of our relationship. I was beginning to think I might be falling in love with her, though the only real time we spent together was in lessons or having sex, not really a normal basis for a relationship.

I also kept reminding myself that she is 18 and about to go off to university. You are 10 years older; this is never going to work long-term. Maybe for a few more weeks, or months even, we could pretend before everything changed.

She had hatched a plan to have a sleepover at a friend’s house, at least that's what she had told her parents. Instead, she would then make her way to mine for the night. My heart started pounding when I heard the doorbell, and I rushed to answer it.

At first, I thought it was a cold caller; I didn't recognize the person at the door. They were wearing a baseball cap, tracksuit bottoms, and a hoodie, along with sunglasses. But the smile gave it away as she strolled into the flat.

"Hey you," she said, "Let me just get changed, I'm roasting in this lot."

"The bedroom is through there," I pointed. She disappeared into the room and shut the door.

"I'll be in the kitchen," I said loudly and went to check on the food.

I was making spaghetti bolognese, hardly cordon bleu, but my culinary skills were functional rather than exceptional. I checked on the sauce and spaghetti, it was almost ready to eat.

I heard the bedroom door open and turned towards the kitchen door. Abi skipped in, and my heart sang.

Gone was the baseball cap, tracksuit, and hoody, and standing before me was a creature of pure beauty.

She was wearing a gorgeous summer dress that fitted her perfectly, hugging her body in the right places, her bare shoulders and slim legs on show.

I nearly told her there and then that I loved her. She did a cute sort of bob and lifted her bare foot to her ass and clasped her hands together.

"You look amazing," I stammered.

"Thank you," she purred shyly, then walked towards me to kiss me and put her arms around me.

"This is cute," she said, gesturing to the kitchen, "What are you making for us, Chef?"

"Just spag bol," I replied, and she went over to the cooker to have a look.

"Smells good," she said.

We ate dinner and chatted about her visit to a University in London the previous weekend, then went through to the lounge with glasses of wine to continue our conversation in more comfort.

"This is nice...but kinda weird...I've been here nearly an hour, and we still have our clothes on," she said, raising her eyebrows.

We both burst out laughing.

"Come with me," I said, standing up and taking her hand, leading her out of the lounge and into the bedroom.

I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her onto my knee. She put her arm around me, and we slowly started kissing, her gorgeous brunette hair falling on her face.

I brushed it behind her ear and deepened the kiss, hungrier for her than ever before. My hand touched her bare thigh, I gently caressed it, and held her closer, my erection starting to make itself known against her thigh.

"Lie down," she whispered in my ear.

I lay down on my back, and she climbed on top of me and bent down to kiss me again, she started to rub herself on my cock, and my hands darted under her dress and felt the smooth curves of her ass.

She stopped kissing me and whispered with a grin, "I'm not wearing any panties."

"Naughty girl," I scolded, "I may have to punish you for that."

"Oh? And what are you going to do?" she said with a grin. I give her buttocks a little spank.

"Cheeky," she said, "Now it's your turn to be punished."

She moved forward, then lifted her dress off over her head and revealed her naked body to me, no underwear at all. She scooted herself further forward so her pussy was close to my face, her knees on either side of my head.

"You know what to do," she said.

I started to lick and kiss her clit, she leaned back and rested her hands on my thighs, and closed her eyes as I gorged on her clit and labia.

She moved her hips as my tongue danced across her most sensitive areas.

She gripped my legs and ground herself on me. I stuck my tongue inside her, and she gasped with pleasure.

"Fuck yes," she breathed, her eyes closed.

I felt her hand start to unzip my trousers and reach for my cock. She pulled it out and started to rub it gently, her other hand grabbing mine and holding on to it.

"I'm so close," she whispered, I increased my efforts, tonguing her pussy, straining it to get further inside, her juices coating my mouth, my lips sucking on her labia.

She shuddered and moaned loudly, then letting go of my cock she fell sideways off me onto the bed.

"Oh wow," she said, out of breath, "That thing you do with your tongue is unbelievable. I think you should get naked too."

I complied with her wishes and quickly stripped off; my cock still rock hard. I knelt on the bed, and she came crawling towards me and took my cock in her hand, playing with it.

She sucked the tip, I reached over her head, ran my hands over her body, down to her ass, squeezing her ass cheeks, then reached further and slid a finger into her pussy.

We rocked against each other, as I gently fucked her mouth and she fucked my finger.

She took my cock from her mouth and said, "Come on, I'm ready for you".

Abi lay down on her side and looked over her shoulder and said, "Fuck me, Sir".

I lay down next to her spooning her, my cock resting against the small of her back. I reached down and caressed her bare ass cheek, she lifted her leg, "I want you inside me now," she begged.

I scooted down a bit and pushed my cock to the entrance of her pussy.

She wriggled back, and the tip pushed against her labia. I lifted my hips, and it slid in, and she winced a little, "I'm still a bit sore from the last time, let's take it slow," she said.

I gently started to push; she wriggled her hips a little and the head of my cock slipped inside her.

"Fuck that's tight," I said, as her pussy walls gripped my cock like a vice.

I started to thrust gently inside her, my right hand caressing her right breast, my fingertips tracing her soft skin.

She turned her head to me, and we kissed as I continued to gently push inside her. I stopped thrusting and start moving my hips in a circular motion, my cock buried inside her.

Abi bit my lip and gasped, "Keep doing that and I'm going to cum again."

I carried on and could feel that my orgasm was on the horizon. I maintained the pace, wanting to prolong it a little but such is the way it felt; I reached the point of no return very quickly.

"I'm cumming, oh fuck I'm cumming!" I moaned.

"Don't stop!" she cried as she pushed herself back against me, I finally let go, and my head started spinning as I pumped my load into Abi's pussy, I felt her cum again too, her pussy squeezing every last drop of cum from my cock.

We lay there together, panting, sweating, and exhausted. I wrapped my arms around her, and we fell into a contented sleep.

I woke up, Abi was still sleeping in my arms, and I smiled with happiness, then glanced at my phone; 9 am.

I watched her sleeping for a while; her hair had gone a bit wild, but she looked beautiful.

Not long after, she stirred, opened her eyes, looked at me, and smiled.

"Hey you," she said, "What happened to doing it all night?"

I kissed her forehead and then said, "I'm not a machine, quality over quantity, that's what you get with me."

She laughed and said, "I'm going to take a shower", she got out of bed, and I watched her perfect bare ass as she walked towards the bathroom.

Abi looked over her shoulder and said, "You coming?"

I jumped out of bed after her and we headed to the bathroom.

The bathroom was one of the selling points of my flat, with a big walk-in shower that made it look like it belonged in a boutique hotel.

I got in and started the water, and Abi then joined me.

The hot water soon had everything getting steamy, and when Abi started soaping herself up, I immediately got hard.

I stood behind her, my cock against her back, rubbing shower gel on her breasts, making them slippery and foamy, her nipples felt like bullets in between my splayed fingers.

She started to touch herself and tilted her head back to kiss me and reached around to rub my cock.

Abi then turned round, picked up the shower gel, and poured it onto my cock. She sank to her knees and took my cock in both hands and started to jerk me off.

She took a hand off my cock and poured more shower gel onto her breasts, and pushed my cock between them, then squeezed her breasts together, before jiggling up and down.

She looked up and me as I stared at my cock disappearing and reappearing in between her breasts.

"Fuck Abi that is amazing," I gasped already getting close to orgasm.

She continued to do this for several minutes, then grabbed my cock with both hands again and started pumping it up and down.

"I want you to cum on my face," she said tilting her head back slightly and increasing the speed of her hands sliding up and down my rock-hard cock covered in foam.

She continued to talk dirty to me "I need your cum, fucking cum on my tits and face."

I started to lose control "Oh My God," I almost shouted, Abi smiled, tilted her head back, and closed her eyes as my cum shot out of my cock and splattered onto her tits, chin, cheeks, and forehead.

"Fucking hell Abi," I said panting, as she opened her eyes and stood back up, turning round to rinse her face and chest under the jets of water.

I got semi-hard again almost instantly and pressed up against her, groping at her wet breasts, "I want you to fuck you right here," I whispered in her ear.

She said nothing but bent over slightly and looked back over her shoulder.

I pushed my cock towards her pussy and slid it in.

She grabbed hold of the rail, raised herself up a little, and I started to pound her.

"Oh fuck yes," she panted. I don't know where I got the energy or stamina from having just blown my load all over her face, but my cock was now rock-hard inside her.

I fondled her left breast with my left hand, my right hand reached round and dived between her legs, rubbing her clit.

The hot water was starting to get cooler now and I turned it off, our wet bodies as one as my hips slapped against her ass cheeks as I pumped my cock inside her.

She pushed her ass back towards me to get me deeper inside, my cock now bumping against her cervix.

I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her arms from the rail, and pinned them to her side.

I increased the pace, the slapping noise of my hips on her ass getting faster and faster, "I want to cum in your mouth" I whispered in her ear, "I want to shoot my load onto your tongue."

"Sir, you are so naughty", said Abi, she moved forward, and my cock slipped out of her pussy, she spun around, crouched down, and held her hair back, her mouth open wide.

I grabbed her hair holding it firmly and start to pump my cock up and down.

Her right hand went to her clit and started to rub it, her left hand clutching at my right leg.

"I want you to cum in my mouth Sir," she whispered, "Please cum in my mouth."

I started pumping my cock faster, feeling my orgasm building by the second, getting closer to letting go.

"Oh God, I'm gonna cum," I cried, my head snapped back and I moaned loudly as I came in her mouth, spraying load after load onto her tongue.

I looked back down and saw Abi still gazing up at me as she gently sucked on my cock, before she took it out, keeping her mouth open to show me she had swallowed the lot.

"You've turned me into such a slut," she said still on her knees.

We got out of the shower, dried ourselves, and got dressed.

I served pastries for breakfast, then dropped her off around the corner from her house, back in her disguise.

"Ciao," she said, getting out of the car, blowing me a kiss, and disappearing round the corner.

"Ciao Bella," I said out loud, "Ti amo."