Brad woke up in his bed. He checked his phone and saw that it was Saturday, approximately ten in the morning. He had made it his mission the past week to find out more information about Rachel’s friend, Elena.

He had sex with Rachel every other day, finding out a little more about Elena with each encounter. Finally feeling confident that he had a substantial lead to find and seduce the beautiful Latina woman, he made plans to book a hotel in her area.

Just as he was about to do so, he got a call from his boss, Takeshi Katsuragi. He answered, albeit annoyed. “Hello, Mr. Katsuragi,” Brad said, trying his best to mask his frustration.

“Brad. I have a very important assignment for you. I need you to go to New York on Wednesday, and close a business deal with this Russian company we are trying to work with. They are proving to be quite the tough nut to crack when it comes to negotiations,” Mr. Katsuragi stated.

This annoyed Brad, however, he really was in no position to say no, so he simply stated, “Send me their portfolio. I can get it done, but it probably won’t be easy, the Russians are almost as sneaky as we are.”

Mr. Katsuragi responded happily, “Great! Right you are, these Russians sure are hard to get through, but I trust you. I’ve booked you for the Grand Hilton from Wednesday until Saturday, in case negotiations drag on. You can use the company card for any expenses. I can go ahead and have payroll book you a flight…”

“Don’t-“ Brad cut him off. He continued, “I actually want to drive there, assuming I can get the next few workdays off. I can formulate a proper strategy on the drive.”

Mr. Katsuragi said, “Sure thing. Just let me know when you arrive and keep me updated on how things go. Remember, I want a full report before you enter negotiations.”

Brad said confidently, “You got it. Thank you for this opportunity, sir.” Mr. Katsuragi then hung up and Brad stretched, letting out a sigh. While it was true that he wanted to drive to formulate a plan to deal with the Russians, he really wanted to be able to use his impending victory over them as leverage for more time off, so he can drive down to Miami after and fuck Elena’s brains out.

Brad decided to put his Miami reservation plans on hold, until he knew what days he’d be there. He then called Rachel, and the phone rang four times before she picked up. “I’m sorry, but I’m going to be out of town for a few weeks. It's business-related.”

Rachel responded, sounding completely stressed, “What? Now isn’t really a good time, can I call you back?”

Brad then said, “I’ll be on the road so I can’t promise I will pick up.” As he said this, he heard a young child screaming in the background.

Then he heard the voice of what he presumed to be her husband say, “Honey, who is that?”

Right after, Rachel said, “It was great hearing from you Tori, yes, lunch tomorrow sounds great, see you then.”

Brad then heard the line cut off, and he couldn’t help but chuckle. He then spent the rest of the morning packing, making the proper arrangements for his trip, and making lunch. At about twelve, he got in his Porsche and headed off.

The first leg of his trip was uneventful, he made it to Flagstaff, checked into the Marriott and slept. He woke up early the next morning, around five. He then began his drive north. He was attempting to reach Chicago and was making great time. He went on many rural roads, seeing how fast he could take his Porsche.

However, as he was nearing the end of his journey to Chicago, his check engine and oil light came on, and his car began to smoke. “Oh shit!” Brad exclaimed. He was in rural Wisconsin, and he doubted he could find any garages nearby. Lucky for him, he was approaching the tiny town of Elk Grove. He coasted his way downhill until he finally reached what he thought was a garage.

Brad pulled up and put his car in park, and immediately turned it off. A burly looking mechanic came out, smiling as he was smelling a hearty payday from this city slicker. “Well, looks like you’ll be in need of some repairs.” The mechanic laughed.

Brad let out a half-smile. He knew he was about to get screwed over, however, he didn’t care, at least his car would live. Besides, he could just charge this on the company card. Brad simply asked, “Do you think you could have me up and running by tomorrow afternoon? Money isn’t an issue.”

The mechanic then said, “Well, by the looks of things, it’s going to take a lot of work. I will have to go to Chicago to get the parts… and then do the work. Best I could have you done by would be the day after tomorrow, in the afternoon.”

Brad shook his head and said, “I will throw in an extra five-hundred if you make it that morning.” The mechanic looked at him, then the car, then back at him. He then reached out his callused hand to shake Brad’s and they shook hands. Brad then asked, “Is there any place I could stay for the night?”

The mechanic then said, “The Millers run a boarding-house down the road, I could drive you there if you’d like.”

Brad then said, “It’s ok, I don’t mind the walk. I am just going to get my stuff and I will see you in the morning the day after tomorrow.” He then did some paperwork and made his way down the road to the boarding house. He stumbled across a wooden farmhouse that had a small hand-painted sign that read, “Miller’s Boarding House.”

The house looked old, the paint was chipping, and it looked more residential than professional. He decided to knock.

Soon, he was answered by a young woman. Her Scandinavian and Germanic heritage was apparent, as she had her blonde hair braided into twin braids. She stood around 5’4”, with a pretty face, that had a cute nose that was peppered with freckles. She was in good shape, skinny, but with plump, curvy hips and a large round butt. She wore a necklace with a small golden cross on it.

She smiled at him and said, “Just one moment, Sir.” Brad stood there as she turned back and yelled rather loudly, “Daddy! There is a man here looking for a place to stay!”

Brad nearly started salivating, so this was the inn keeper’s daughter? He knew what he was going to be doing while he stayed in this shitty small town. All he had to figure out was her age before he got his hopes up.

Suddenly, a man around his age came to answer the door. He was tall with a short beard and was rather muscular, clearly, this man used to be a laborer of some sort. “Hello, my name is Erik Miller, I run this inn and the farm out back.”

Brad shook the man’s callused hand and said, “Pleasure to meet you, my name is Brad Johnson, my car broke down and is getting repaired. I think I will only need to stay tonight and tomorrow night.”

Erik smiled and called out, “Grace, show Mr. Johnson here his room.” The young woman smiled and extended her hand, Brad took it and followed her. As they walked up the stairs, all Brad could do was stare at Grace’s ass.

Finally, they got to his room. “Here is your room, Mr. Johnson.”

Brad smiled and said, “Thank you, Grace. By the way, I was wondering how old you are?”

Grace smiled and said innocently, “I’m nineteen, why?”

Brad felt the telltale flow of blood beginning to rush down to his penis. “Oh, yeah. I’m gonna fuck this girl if it’s the last thing I do,” thought Brad. He then said nonchalantly, “Oh, it’s just you’re quite mature for your age is all.”

Grace then giggled sweetly and said, “Thank you! I get that quite a bit, is there anything else I can do for you?”

Brad then replied, “Yes actually there is, I really don’t know what there is to do here, and I was wondering if you could show me around the town tomorrow.”

Grace then said, “Sure thing! There really isn’t much to do so I get why you would need a guide.”

Brad then said, “Thank you, Grace, I am going to go to sleep now, I will meet you at ten tomorrow.”

Brad woke up around 9:30. He was actually quite drained from the trip. He showered, and put-on jeans, loafers and a nice white collared shirt. As always, he looked rather impeccable, and he figured he wouldn’t have much trouble seducing this young woman.

Brad then went downstairs, he was greeted by grace, who wore a simple white shirt that had some Church logo on it, and jeans that did little to hide her womanly hips and full ass. She saw Brad finish his descent down the stairs and said, “Hey there, Mr. Johnson, ready for the big day?”

Brad smiled, “this girl is very cute,” he thought to himself. He replied, “please, call me Brad. And yes, I am very excited to see what you have to offer.” The double entendre of his final statement went over Grace’s head, and she simply smiled.

They then left, her parents knew that she was showing him around, but they didn’t know what Brad had planned. Grace’s parents were simple folk, who came from a trusting community and weren’t used to sexual hunters like Brad. As a result, they trusted him wholeheartedly with their daughter.

Grace showed Brad some of the shops around town, and he took her out to lunch. He found out that she was taking online classes at a community college, and helped her dad on the farm and inn. He wasn’t surprised to find out that Grace was a devout Lutheran, attending Church services every weekend and a biweekly Bible study. He figured that, despite her looks, and thanks to her innocent and religious nature, she was most likely a virgin.

Conversely, Grace found Brad to be hypnotizing. Partly due to his charm, as he was always cracking jokes, and made her feel comfortable. The other part was due to his stories about the big city, which interested this girl who only knew her own small town and the surrounding hamlets. While she may have been exotic to Brad, he was quite exotic to her.

They spent the whole day together, and around six, Brad offered to take her to the local diner, which happened to be the nicest restaurant in town. Grace happily accepted. They both sat down and began looking at their menus.

The waiter came up to them, he was an average looking boy, around Grace’s age. He had short blonde hair and brown eyes. He wasn’t very physically developed, but he wasn’t a complete wimp either. He said, “What can I get for you?”

Grace said sweetly, “Hey, Peter, I would like to have the cinnamon pancakes and a glass of milk.”

Brad could only smile, partly because of how cute this young woman was, but also because he could tell this young boy had a crush on her and she was with him, the alpha male in this scenario. He then spoke up, “I will have the chicken breast, and for my side, I will take broccoli and carrots. Water to drink please.”

The young boy wrote this down, then he said, “All right, got it. Oh, Grace are you going to Bible study on Tuesday?”

Grace responded bubbly, “Of course I am, you know that Peter!” Peter then walked away awkwardly.

Brad took this as his cue, and asked, “So, is that your boyfriend?” He knew damn well the answer to that, but this gave him the perfect opportunity to talk about her love life and flirt with her.

Grace just laughed, “No, but I do suspect he has a crush on me.”

Brad chuckled a bit and said, “I think it’s pretty obvious. In fact, I bet most guys in town have a crush on you, seems to how pretty you are.”

Grace blushed, and mustered out, “T-thank you. You are very handsome too. It’s weird, and don’t take this the wrong way, but I wish I could find a guy like you my age.”

Brad couldn’t help but feel flattered. He said, calmly, “You will. You’re a good girl and any guy would be lucky to have you. That being said, there are some things that guys your age just aren’t very experienced in.”

Grace’s curiosity was stoked, “Like what?” she asked.

Brad knew he had this in the bag, “Well like, how to treat a woman right. How to make her happy, and how to make her feel good.”

Grace blushed beet red. She then admitted, “I’m a good girl, I don’t know anything about that stuff either.”

Brad replied calmly, “I could tell. You are a very sweet girl Grace, and I think you deserve a real man. Not a little boy.”

Almost as if it had been planned, Peter came over with their food. He placed the food down, smiling at grace and trying hard not to scowl at Brad. Then he walked back to his station awkwardly.

The two made small talk for the remainder of the meal. Brad had succeeded in seducing Grace, and she began to feel a bit wet in between her legs. Try as she might, she was failing at resisting this man’s charm.

Soon, they finished dinner and left. It was summer, and so, it was still light, but it would soon be sunset. Clouds had rolled in, and there was a fine mist in the air. Grace then said, “Well Brad, I still have to take you to the most beautiful place in town.”

Brad then agreed. They walked back to her house and she got in the old farm truck, and turned it on. They drove a few miles down the road to a park outlet. Then they got out and Grace started down the trail. It took them around twenty minutes and they reached an outlook, just as the sun was beginning to set.

They both looked at the sunset for a while, and Grace looked at Brad, biting her lip in lust. Brad then turned to her and saw the look in her eyes. He said, “Thank you for showing me around all day, Grace, here is your reward.”

Then he leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips. He broke off the kiss, but stayed mere inches away from her face, and, due to her not slapping him, or backing away, he kissed her again. He stuck his tongue down her throat and felt her begin to melt into him.

The two made out for a few minutes, Brad revelled in her innocence, clearly shown through her lackluster kissing. However, he thought it was cute, and he began to feel himself get hard. After a while, Grace broke off their kiss, she then smiled, giggled, and began to run into the woods.

Brad laughed and began to chase her, she was clearly enjoying this, and she then stopped, and looked back to see how he was keeping up. Her skin had flushed slightly due to her arousal from kissing and she bit her lip slightly in lust as she checked on him.

Brad took in the sight of this woman, and felt himself fully get hard, he then sprinted and lightly tackled her to the ground, making sure they landed on the soft leaves and grass. He then got on top of her and began to kiss her again.

The two made out and Brad began to unbutton his shirt, once unbuttoned, he cast it off. Then he began to take her shirt off. After he took it off, he saw her face turn into slight discomfort. He knew he should do the right thing and at least ask, and besides, he really didn’t need a rape case against him in these parts.

Brad looked her in the eyes and asked, “Are you ok with this?” Grace took a second to respond. She knew this was wrong. This man was old enough to be her father, and she knew that God forbade premarital sex. However, her strong hormones and the burning feeling in her loins told her to surrender to this sexual warrior and let him fuck her.

She sheepishly nodded yes and then Brad began to take off her white bra. Her breasts were b cups, nothing special, with cute pink nipples at the edge. However, in the moment, Brad was immensely turned on by them.

“You have beautiful breasts, Grace,” Brad said.

She blushed and all she could say was, “thank you. You are the first to see them.” Brad nearly salivated. He then began to kiss her again, and rubbed her breasts, eliciting moans from this young woman. She had never felt pleasure like this before. In that moment she knew she made the right choice by letting Brad have his way with her.

He then began to kiss down her stomach, until he reached her fly. He then undid it and pulled her jeans down, and cast them aside. She wore cute white cotton panties, with a single pink rose on the crotch. Brad then began to fumble with his fly, until he had cast both his jeans and his boxers off.

Grace looked down and saw his large manhood and her eyes widened. “Is that going to fit in me?” she asked.

Brad smiled and nodded his head, then he took off her panties and began to lick her. He licked, and sucked on her clit, her blonde pubic curls tickled his nose as he at her out. She moaned rather loudly, “Oh, Brad that feels… amazing. Oh my… Oh my, Lord!” Brad felt happy to pleasure this girl so intensely, and he was rewarded by her thrashing her legs about and running her hands through his hair.

Grace was in ecstasy; this strong dominant man was pleasuring her like no one else had. She felt a climbing sensation in her stomach, and she felt a great build up in her loins. She had never cum before, and when it happened, she thought she was going to pass out from pleasure. She bit her lip to stop herself from screaming out.

Brad could feel Grace’s legs shudder, and he knew that he had just made this girl cum. After he let her ride out her orgasm, he leaned up and kissed her. As he was kissing her, he rubbed the tip of his massive cock on her pretty pink pussy. He disengaged, looked her in the eyes and asked, “are you sure you are ok with this?”

Grace simply nodded, and Brad slowly sank his cock in her. He saw Grace’s face scrunch up in slight pain. Soon, the sensitive tip of his penis felt a slight barrier. He paused for a second then pushed in, breaking her hymen.

Grace let out a small squeal, then breathed heavily for a few seconds. Brad may have been a sexual hunter, but he knew that he needed to give this young woman a few moments to compose herself and get used to him inside her. He moved in and out of her, very slowly.

Grace wasn’t sure what to make of sex, her vagina felt like it was on fire, partly due to the pain of getting stretched by this man, but also due to the immense pleasure he brought her. Soon, she found herself unconsciously wrapping her legs around his waist, and using her heels to push him deeper into her.

Brad took this as a sign to pick up the pace. Soon, he began to really fuck her, and her moans started getting more numerous and louder. The sound of his balls, hitting her ass, and their groans of pleasure filled the woods.

Brad loved how Grace’s beautiful face, tossed from side to side, resting in the pool of her blonde locks on the forest floor. Her eyes were closed, her brow had narrowed into concentrated pleasure. Her breasts moved back and forth with each one of Brad’s powerful thrusts.

Soon, Brad felt Grace’s vagina begin to contract and spasm, and her legs pushed him into her harder. Despite his best efforts, he couldn’t resist cumming inside her extremely tight cunt. He grunted rather loudly, as his cock let out spurt after spurt of hot, sticky semen into this beautiful young woman.

He collapsed on her, feeling a bit light-headed due to the rush of endorphins and hormones from fucking this girl. Grace felt quite spent herself, just gasping in air. A mixture of semen and virginal blood began to leak out of her vagina, and around Brad’s softening cock.

They made out for a while, and then Brad withdrew from her. Grace then hugged him, and cuddled up to him. Wrapping her legs around one of his toned, muscular legs. Brad could feel her blonde pubic hair, and the mix of blood and semen on his legs, and let out a satisfied sigh.

After some time, Brad felt himself begin to get hard again. Grace looked down and noticed his renewed erection. “Ready again I see,” the girl said. Brad simply responded by kissing her. He then sat up, and she did as well, continuing their kiss.

Brad then said, “Get on your hands and knees, Grace.” After she did, Brad rubbed his large penis on her tender vaginal lips, eliciting satisfied moans from her. Without much deliberation, he entered her again, both of them groaning in pleasure as he did so.

Brad didn’t bother going as slow initially this time. Her body was used to accepting his cock at this point, a true sign of her submission to him, and his conquest of her. Soon he began to thrust in her with real, penetrating thrusts. He smacked her large, round butt periodically as he did so.

Grace felt amazing, this wasn’t like the last time, as any semblance of pain was replaced with pure pleasure. She loved this position because it allowed Brad to penetrate her more fully, and she felt his cockhead hit the tip of her cervix with each thrust. She began to move her hips back, in time with his forward thrusts, partly to pleasure him, but also to pleasure herself more fully.

“Oh, yeah… Brad! Right there! How is it even possible to feel this good!?” Grace moaned. However, soon after, she wasn’t even able to muster words, as her body began to take control of her mind, and all her brain could focus on was the pleasure.

Brad was overjoyed at this, Grace’s Scandinavian and Germanic heritage made him feel like a Viking warrior, fucking his young shield maiden in the woods. The fine mist that was in the air, and the sound of loons in the distance only added to this scenario.

Very soon, Brad felt Grace begin to moan louder, and he felt the inner recesses of her wet pussy begin to strangle his cock, in an effort to milk him. This girl was about to cum. He quickened his pace, and just as he heard Grace give out a loud, “Goodness!” he came.

He ejaculated even harder than last time. There was an audible burble as his cum began to leak out of her in droves. Partially due to her already being full of his cum from his last climax, but more due to the fact he spurted massive an enormous quantity into her this time.

The pair remained still, catching their breath. Brad began to pet Grace’s long blonde locks, which were damp, partially due to sweat, but also due to the mist.

Brad then withdrew from her with a plop, and a small stream of semen immediately began to leak out of her. It had grown dark and they had both gotten tired. Without saying anything, they began to put on their clothes. Once fully dressed, Brad hugged the young woman. She was crying slightly, not out of regret, but due to the very emotional experience, she just went through.

Brad pet her hair and said, “You were great. Thank you for showing me around town, I hope it was good for you.” She stopped hugging him and looked at him, her eyes slightly red and with a tear streaming down from her right eye. She nodded her head and took his hand, leading him on the path to the truck.

The journey back to the inn was not very memorable, Brad understood, this girl had performed well, and was tired and had been through a lot. They got to her house, and her parents were already asleep. As he started up the staircase, Grace said, “Mr. Jonson… Thank you for today… I really enjoyed it.”

Brad smiled and said, “The pleasure is all mine. Goodnight, Grace.” Brad then went to his room. While he was happy that Grace enjoyed herself, and he was sure to not be a complete asshole for her first time, he had no intention of keeping in contact with her or raising the child he was sure he made with her that day.

The next day, Brad awoke around seven, his car would be ready by eight. He went downstairs and saw Grace, they smiled at each other. He asked her, “Could you please give me a lift to the auto shop?” She smiled and nodded.

She looked rather good; Brad suspected she had dressed up just for him. She wore a cute pink collared shirt, and nice white pants that complimented her curves nicely.

The two got in the farm truck and as they drove, she asked Brad with a hint of nervousness in her voice, “Could I please have your number? It’s the least you owe me for the hospitality I showed you.”

Brad said, “Sure, I’ll give it to you when we get to the shop.” However, Brad planned on simply giving her the number to one of his burner phones at the office. He didn’t plan on answering any of this girl's texts or calls. While he felt a bit bad, since this girl was so sweet, he rationalized he has done worse, and it was her fault for giving her virginity to what was essentially a stranger.

They arrived at the shop, and they got out of the car, Grace went up to Brad and said, “Well, this is it.” She hugged him, catching Brad off guard, and began to sob slightly, “Please, don’t go,” she said.

Brad hugged her back, and said, “Sorry, but I have to. Just give me a call if you ever come to L.A. I will meet up with you.” This seemed to calm her down a bit. She looked up at him, through a small stream of tears and just nodded her head.

Brad then said, “I have to go now, Grace, it was a pleasure meeting you. I promise I will see you soon.” This seemed to satisfy her, and after her trying to not let him go, she finally gave up, and got back in the truck. As she drove off, Brad felt slightly sad, but very quickly got over it and then set his mind back to his original mission: to fuck Elena.

Brad was able to get his car rather painlessly and was soon on the road. As he drove off, he saw Elk Grove grow smaller in the distance, he said to himself, “Next stop, New York.”

To Be Continued...

Epilogue:

Grace found out a few weeks after Brad had entered her life that she was pregnant with his child. She had already tried to reach him, on the number he had provided her, but no matter what he never picked up. She felt a mix of things, anger, sadness, and hope all of which were compounded by her hormonal state.

Realizing that she had few options and that having a child out of wedlock would result in her disowning from her family and community, she frantically started becoming close to Peter. This couldn’t make Peter happier, as he had always had a crush on Grace, ever since elementary school. After about a month and a half, she “gave her virginity” to him, satisfying him, but leaving her completely unsatisfied, after knowing what real pleasure feels like from her encounter with Brad.

She used this as leverage for a rushed wedding, and Peter would end up raising Brad and Grace’s child as his own. He later went on to father two children with her. Grace found her situation to be lackluster, but not entirely horrible, as Peter was a good man, a good provider, and a loving husband. However, try as she might, she never could forget the summer when she met a strange man from L.A. and gave him everything.