Seymour Leggs - Tease Them With Ease

He had to look away. It was too much. The laughter was fighting to burst from his lungs but he didn't want to send Susan into another temper tantrum at this delicate moment. He kept his eyes averted until she pulled the trunks from her legs and, without even determining who they belonged to, dropped them to the floor.

Neil felt her hand once again wrap around his cock and slowly stroke. He rolled to his side, down next to her cool, white form. With his hands he explored the curving slopes and rises of her body. He rubbed her nipples and put his lips to the soft white flesh. With his tongue he tried to trace the meandering path of a blue vein.

"Oh… you seem so calm, so experienced," she said.

Neil lifted his face and looked into hers. He saw at least ten years' difference in age, but he felt little gap between mental developments. She grinned like a thrilled child and squirmed her shoulders. Neil laid his tongue in the area between her tits and licked straight down until smelling the approach of her cooking cunt.

He stopped when his tongue touched her sparse, thin pubic hair. She was plastered out on her back and gasping uncontrollably. She was really turned on! He had her helplessly under his whole control, anything he wanted to do with her supple, heaving body, he could!

Neil's cock was screaming-hard and hot He pushed her legs apart and stared down at the tiny river flowing from between the lips of her small, tight cunt. But no, he had just had Rhonda that way, it was time to experiment. He pushed Susan's hip until she tumbled onto her stomach. She was gasping so hard he was positive she hadn't even noticed.

Before him lay the sculptured lumps of her perfect fanny. Neil was delighted, her ass was smooth, firm, ripe, and plump. From the knees down Susan was off the mattress, Neil stood and moved between her feet He pushed her limber legs apart and moved as far forward as he could. Then he pulled her toward him.

As her hips came to the edge of the bed her legs bent down and she was on her knees. Neil went to his knees between hers and found his plan would work. His cock was at the exact height and position for effortless, free-swinging entry. Susan's head lifted up, but all he heard was an anxious sigh.

Neil watched as his cock head pressed into the soft skin of her pussy. Watched as the lips were pushed inward and stretched out to all sides around him. Then he backed up slightly and the lips flowed out to circle and clasp his cock head around the rim of the glans.

Juices soaked her whole crotch and his entering cock. He took his time slipping the thick shaft into the hole so he could watch, observe, learn. By gripping her on each side of her hips he was able to ply his hard meat inside her straining cunt before she whimpered.

He was hurting her! He pulled quickly back Susan's head lifted and she moaned, "Don't stop… please… fill me up with that beautiful penis."

Neil pressed inside once more. This time things went easier, deeper, his flesh slid much more slickly against her tight, hugging tissue. He looked down at the heart shape of her ass as his long pecker disappeared below and almost yelled out loud in delight. Doggie style! I'm going it doggie style with a stewardess!

He enjoyed the maneuverability the position offered. Susan was spread out before him and really couldn't do much, but he was able to whip his cock with the fastest movements he had yet attained. She was groaning and writhing her torso from side to side as his long prick rammed deep inside her sweltering cunt.

He pushed her buns together and felt the increase of gripping pressure at her cunt opening. When he slid his hands under her hips and slightly elevated her, his cock gyrated hard on the upper rim of her cock-filled pussy. But when he pressed down hard on Susan's ripe bottom he found the greatest reaction of all.

By doing this he was forcing his shaft to scrub her lower pussy with solid force. But when entering, the base of his cock would stab with strong force right into her pebblelike clitoris. Each stab caused her to cry out and clip her glaring buns with greater fever.

Neil pressed down hard on her rump and sent his hips into constant digging motion. Susan's cries were at first loud, distinct yelps of pleasure. Then they calmed to deep, internal whines, and soon Neil heard nothing at all but the lap of her tongue washing about her lips.

His eyes were closed and he concentrated hard on not breaking his rapid rhythm. His cock was heated, burning, grinding in and out with blurring fury. His legs were beginning to feel tired and forcing him to slow down when he opened his eyes and saw what it actually was that muffled Susan's cries.

Rhonda had slid down the bed with her legs open and inviting, and Susan's red-haired head was bobbing up and down with tiny slurps of her tongue as it caressed the offered pussy. Neil's eyes bulged and he realized why Rhonda wasn't hesitant at all about masturbating in front of her roommate.

He slowed his pace and took deep, meaningful plunges far into the soaked internal regions of Susan. Rhonda's body was rolling from side to side, her breasts jostled and tumbled with each motion. He concentrated on the tits and softly caressed the round buns below him as if they were one and the same.

Susan's backside never stopped clipping up and down while he slipped lazily in and out. Then he felt himself coming. Felt the tide of jism rising and bubbling. He crammed hard and deep, and when fully inside he held his position and waited for the rapture of his climax.

He was disappointed with himself for not giving Susan an orgasm, but there was nothing he could do now. His pecker trembled and spasmodically as the glue of his guts spilled fully and deeply into the sweet, hair-framed vagina.

He collapsed forward onto Susan and felt the soft fluff of her buns cushion his hips. Her head was still bobbing, still lapping with great concentration between the thighs of Rhonda. He pulled his spent cock free and stood back. Her beautiful ass was still gyrating, still asking for more dick. Neil despondently pulled on his swimsuit. He didn't feel too good about his failure.

By the time his suit was tied Rhonda had pulled Susan onto the bed and buried her own face deep into her roommate's crotch. He saw she was hungrily licking the abundant sperm he had left behind. He walked through the living room to the kitchen where the fuse box was. He flicked the switch back to the "on" position.

When he got back to the bedroom the two ladies were a mass of thrashing, humping limbs, heads, and breasts. Susan was finally groaning with the great pleasure of orgasm as Rhonda's lips sucked her box with deep, hard draws. Rhonda rolled off of Susan's swinging body and lay very still. Susan looked up through glazed eyes at Neil and smiled. It was a content, satisfied smile of great happiness.

"Thank you, Neil… you were terrific," she said. It dawned on Neil that she wasn't even aware of the switch in partners.

He nodded. "You're welcome," he said, and flicked the bedroom light switch.

"Oh! It works!" Susan exclaimed as light filled the room and glared off her nude body. She bounced on the bed next to Rhonda and shook her resting body.

"Cut it out," hissed Rhonda. "I thought you were going to work."

"The lights work! He fixed it!" Susan cried.

"Great. Now turn it off so I can get some sleep."

Neil's newfound popularity even affected Christine. The next day he saw her walking by the pool as he tightened the bolts on the chrome ladder. She stopped behind him and politely waited until he was finished. Neil was nervous, he had no idea what he could say.

He stood. She was right there, smiling, friendly. "Hello," he managed.

"Hi, Neil. How are you?"

"Me? Oh, I'm fine… just fixing the ladder." The blush started to redden his face.