Seymour Leggs - Tease Them With Ease

"Oh. Neil… " she sighed.

He slid a finger inside the hot skin and sent it far up until his last knuckle was covered by her quivering lips. She lifted herself up and swayed from left to right as he twisted the finger from side to side, feeling, exploring.

“That's it, Neil… work me up… get me real hot and I'll go crazy, absolutely crazy…"

He quickly pumped the finger in and out of the warm slit. He found that the faster he pumped, the more she responded; then, on an impulse, he slid two fingers inside. She groaned and wrenched herself up to his digging probe. Her head whipped from side to side and she sucked – loud for each breath. Then Neil felt her tight grip on his cock.

"Put it in me, Neil… I want to feel your cock in-side me, please!"

She tugged hard at his meat while he. removed the fingers and lay forward. He was thankful she guided his flared cock head deftly into the opening of her cunt. He wasn't quite sure how he would -have managed with blind stabs in the general area of her oozing cunt.

Once his cock head met her anxious pussy lips, it was all reflex action. He knew what to do by instinct. His buns flexed and pushed downward. The long, erect cock dug neatly inside her twisting hole. She felt warm, smooth, slick, good. He felt his cock head stretch her slippery skin back and surge deeper and deeper.

"Oh! Uhhhhh!" she moaned in his ear. "It's so good!"

Her encouraging cries only served to arouse Neil even more. He pushed himself deep and fast until she gasped in pain as his cock dead-ended into her uppermost regions. His cock was almost completely imbedded. Her hips were a flutter of constant jerks and swirls around the fine fill of his terrific meat.

Neil slowly withdrew and she sighed with relief. But just as soon as he was almost out he changed directions and reentered. Her hands gripped his bare shoulders tight as the mammoth column filled and stretched her glorying cunt.

"Go fast, Neil… go real fast… Pound it in me." she mumbled.

Neil looked down on her smiling face and saw she was much older than he had guessed. He figured she was about Helen's age, but now, up close, it was obvious she was older. He was a poor judge of age but knew she had to be in her thirties at least. And here she was going crazy under the cock of a seventeen-year-old boy!

Suddenly Neil felt powerful, strong. He rammed his stick deep and fast inside her. Then he pulled back and repeated. With each stroke he went a little faster, a little harder. She let out a little yelp each time he collided with her deep insides, but he didn't stop.

Her gripping hands turned to fists and pounded his shoulders as his buttocks blurred with speed behind his riveting cock. He leaned well forward so that the peaked nipples of her high-riding tits squashed against his chest. From that position he found there was less weight on his legs and he had much more freedom of movement in his hips.

She wants it fast, he said to himself… well, that's what I'll give her. Neil was in great physical shape, each and every muscle of his well-defined body had undergone endless hours of exercise and training in the pool. Now he set them to work in a form of waterless swimming. He let his hips take their own lead, vibrate and jab of their own accord. As if his mid-body was separate unto itself, it worked at a furious pace.

Neil's legs and arms strained for control as his rump whipped downward with rapid fire humps. His cock was like a well-oiled piston as it followed a straight, true course of constant movement in and out. Gloria was true to her word. She went crazy. Her pounding fists hit his back in a rhythm matching his double-time thrusts. Her mouth was wide open and gasping, her eyes closed, her tongue licked in a wide circle around her moist lips.

"I don't believe it. I don't believe you're doing this!" she cried. "I've never felt anything so good!"

Her hands traveled down his back to cup each of his hard buns and tug. She wanted it deeper, harder. She was begging for him to split her body wide open with his endless cock. Instead of speeding up his pace, Neil took longer withdrawals and sent his throbbing cock deep into her with fast, powerful jabs.

"Yes! Yes! Yesyesyesyes!" she cried.

Neil's face was covered with sweat, his back was starting to ache, and he knew his cock wouldn't last much longer. He was hot, boiling, steaming, and the tingling pressure deep in his loins was building as quickly as he was thrusting. The closer he got to his climax, the less control he could exert on his humping body.

"I'm close," she reported. "So close… keep it up, Neil. Oh, Neil… I love you…"

Her statement of love served to dull Neil's passion a slight amount. Not that he didn't like her, didn't feel grateful that she was fucking him, didn't admire her practiced skill and obvious ability as a reporter… but something just made him feel her statement of love was totally out of place.

But it gave him the necessary time. She dug her fingers deep into the crack of his ass and bit his shoulder when the first wave of wracking orgasm hit her petite body. She held on to him for dear life as her small hips lifted with enough might to carry him aloft.

"Uhhhhhhhhh," she groaned with tremendous relief, Her finger was solidly against the pucker of his ass-hole and she unconsciously stroked the tight muscle as her body whipped wildly underneath him. That sent Neil over. His asshole quivered when the sperm started into his cock, it almost relaxed open and swallowed her finger when his cock head spewed the thick juice inside her clapping cunt.

His body humped uncontrollably into her now-relaxing form. She spread herself wide and eagerly took each and every one of his thrashing stabs. Her hands were now soft, caressing, gentle, and encouraging. His orgasm lasted immeasurable minutes before he found control coming back.

She hugged him tight and wouldn't let him move as his thick spike took its time deflating. "I want to feel every possible second of you," she whispered.

Neil lay still and waited while his cock shriveled, receded, and finally popped free with an ooze of whipped jism and dripping juice. She kissed his shoulders, his neck, and cheeks, and Neil knew he had done well. The lady was totally satisfied, glowing, happy.

He felt good too. He was proud of his performance for only the second time out. He had learned a little bit about taking the lead, setting the pace, getting on top- and playing the dominant role. He knew that there was great room for improvement, but little cause for criticism. He felt damned good.

"Okay, my hero, we ought to get up before anyone wanders in here," she hummed in his ear.

Neil sat up and reached for his swimsuit. As he stood and pulled the trunks up he looked at his liquid-coated cock and grinned. He no longer had a freshman cock, now it was past that, it was at least a sophomore – and, more important, on the dean's list!

Neil did Gloria well. And Gloria did Neil well. The next morning the newspapers hit the streets and Neil's obscure, unpopular social status was brought to a complete halt. The eager lady reporter, in her desire to show her gratitude and undying admiration for the young hero, repeated the vigorous activities of that afternoon in the office of the executive editor. The story, photo and all, made the front page.

The story lauded Neil as a modern day miracle, a youth with respect and honesty, an honor student, polite, and above all, a young man of boundless courage and bravery. The photograph was a masterpiece, it was impressive enough as an eight-by-ten-glossy, but the Chronicle blew it up until it covered a quarter page.

Neil couldn't believe his eyes when he saw it.

There he was, Tina in his arms, dripping wet and almost naked. And yes, that bulging outline of his rather sizable peter was in full evidence. He didn't know whether to cry with embarrassment or joy. Either way, his eyes did water with emotion over this thing happening to him. The first half of his school day was the most exciting time of his life. Everyone made attempts for his attention. He never thought so many students knew his name, his mouth was dry from saying hi. Even the teachers got into the act, by referring to his heroism during class. As embarrassed as Neil appeared, he was loving every minute.