Lisa was a professor of history, black hair, 32 years old, and a virgin. She was short at only five feet four inches tall, but her mind was sharp as a tack. One day, while conducting research for her latest book, she stumbled upon a time machine. Excited by the discovery, she decided to take it for a spin.
Unfortunately, the machine malfunctioned, and she found herself stranded in the 15th century in Renaissance Florence, Italy. Desperate to survive, she agreed to marry a rich and powerful merchant named Francesco.
Francesco was 45 years old, handsome, and well-built. He had a long, thick cock that he knew how to use. Lisa was nervous on their wedding night, as she had never been with a man before. But Francesco was patient and gentle, taking his time to make her comfortable.
As he undressed her, Lisa couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. She had never been naked in front of anyone before, and the sensation of Francesco's eyes on her body was intoxicating. She blushed as he took in her small breasts and the curve of her hips.
"You are beautiful, Lisa," he murmured, tracing a finger down her chest.
Lisa gasped as he touched her, her body responding in ways she had never experienced before. She felt a sudden urge to touch him, to explore his body as he was exploring hers. She reached out and tentatively touched his chest, feeling the hard muscle beneath her fingers.
Francesco smiled, encouraging her to continue. Lisa's inhibitions melted away as she became more confident, running her hands over his body, feeling the firmness of his muscles and the heat of his skin.
Francesco's hands wandered lower, caressing Lisa's inner thighs. She gasped as he brushed against her pussy, feeling a sudden surge of desire. She had never felt anything like this before, and she couldn't help but moan as he continued to touch her.
"You like that?" Francesco asked, a wicked glint in his eye.
Lisa could only nod, unable to find her voice. She felt like she was losing control, and she wasn't sure she wanted to find it again.
Francesco continued to tease her, his fingers dancing over her clit, making her squirm with pleasure. Lisa's breathing became ragged, her heart pounding in her chest. She had never felt anything like this before, and she never wanted it to end.
But Francesco had other plans. He positioned himself between Lisa's legs, his thick cock poised at her entrance. Lisa tensed, unsure of what to expect. But Francesco was gentle, easing himself inside her slowly, giving her time to adjust to the sensation.
Lisa screamed as her hymen broke, the pain mingling with pleasure. Francesco paused, giving her time to adjust, before beginning to move inside her. Lisa's legs shot up, her knees brushing against her nipples as Francesco pounded her.
She moaned loudly, unable to contain her pleasure. She had never felt anything like this before, and she never wanted it to end. Francesco's hands were behind her knees, pressing forward, and Lisa could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge.
She cried out as she came, her body writhing and bucking beneath Francesco. He continued to pound her, drawing out her orgasm until she was spent.
Panting, Lisa looked up at Francesco, a sense of wonder in her eyes.
"I love you," she whispered.
Francesco smiled, leaning down to kiss her.
"I love you too, Lisa," he murmured.
And for the first time in her life, Lisa felt truly happy. She had found a man who loved her for who she was, and who could satisfy her desires in ways she had never imagined.
As they lay together in bed, their bodies entwined, Lisa knew that she had found her home. She had found a place where she could be herself, without fear of judgment or rejection.
And she knew that she would never let it go.
Francesco's hands wandered lower, caressing Lisa's inner thighs. She gasped as he brushed against her pussy, feeling a sudden surge of desire. She had never felt anything like this before, and she couldn't help but moan as he continued to touch her.
"You like that?" Francesco asked, a wicked glint in his eye.
Lisa could only nod, unable to find her voice. She felt like she was losing control, and she wasn't sure she wanted to find it again.
Francesco continued to tease her, his fingers dancing over her clit, making her squirm with pleasure. Lisa's breathing became ragged, her heart pounding in her chest. She had never felt anything like this before, and she never wanted it to end.
But Francesco had other plans. He positioned himself between Lisa's legs, his thick cock poised at her entrance. Lisa tensed, unsure of what to expect. But Francesco was gentle, easing himself inside her slowly, giving her time to adjust to the sensation.
Lisa screamed as her hymen broke, the pain mingling with pleasure. Francesco paused, giving her time to adjust, before beginning to move inside her. Lisa's legs shot up, her knees brushing against her nipples as Francesco pounded her.
She moaned loudly