be drawn.
'I was dozing, the light'll hurt my eyes.'
'Well, I'm afraid I have to put it on. Come on, I'll drive you – '
The light flooded the room and Mr. Sands gasped at what he saw. Tessie, lying on the cot on her back, her legs far apart, was masturbating, her fingers squishing in the folds of her quiet. She was totally naked.
'I've been waiting for you, getting ready for you to drive me… like ya promised.'
That was it. If Edwyn Sands ever had any sense of reason, any kind of control at all, it was all gone now. The tantalizing sight of the fifteen-year-old nymph displayed brazenly before him, her smooth flesh and young ripe breasts, the wet gaping pink slit leading into her tight little pussy, blinded him to anything else. The door closed behind him and the lock clicked.
Dazed, dreamlike, he moved towards her, his eyes blinking, his chest heaving, shaken and stunned by what had to be make-believe… Not real, he thought. Not real… can't be… can't be. His hands went to his belt and undid the buckle. Fantasy… has to be a fantasy. His pants dropped to the floor. Pussy! Pink, tight pussy. He knelt between her spread thighs, naked from the waist down, except for his black socks and black shoes with one lace coming undone.
Tessie drew her legs up, tightening them around his body. His cock was pointed straight at her snatch and her arms encircled his waist to pull him down onto her. 'Fuck me, now. I want you to fuck me.'
'Yes. Yes.'
His shirttails covered his cock as he bent over her, and he pushed them aside. He took hold of his small penis and held it firm, aiming it at the pink slit of Tessie's pussy. His eyes were riveted to the hard nipples, the nipples that had haunted his memory. Her ass lifted off the cot and her cunt came up to meet his cock, as he nestled the tip of its head in the soft wet lips of her pussy.
Fantasy! Not real… not real… not real. He looked into Tessie's eyes and she stared back at him, a wild sexual glint defying him to push his cock into her hole, all the way into her. He felt the velvet touch of her cuntlips and he jumped, withdrawing his cock, sucking in his stomach. Real… Very real!
'Oh-oh-oh.' He looked like he was about to faint. 'Ohhhhh!'
Her hands pressed against his white asscheeks, her nails dug into him, and she wrapped her legs tighter around him, shoving her cunt against his body, urging. him to fuck into her.
'I'm sorry. Tessie, I'm sorry… This is awful. I'm sorry!'
'Huh?'
'I'm sorry, I can't.'
'What do you mean, you can't?'
'Tessie, I came. You got me so damned excited, I just came.'
'Already?'
'I'm sorry '
'Do you always come that quickly?'
'No.' He sounded hurt, embarrassed, and a little angry. 'You teased me so much, made me want you so badly, that I couldn't help it. My cock has been hard for you since the first day I saw you.'
Her legs were still wrapped around him, her belly just under his, and she felt the cold puddle of his jism on her flesh. She rubbed her body against his, catching his limp penis between her legs, tight against her snatch.
'Tessie, it's no use. I won't be able to get it up again… not for a while anyhow.'
'Why not?'
'I'm not fifteen.'
Tessie didn't care. If he had been so excited that he couldn't hold back, that he couldn't contain himself and keep from coming, had wanted her so badly, then she felt wonderful 'Sit up, so I can see you.'
He sat up, and, on her hands and knees, doggie-positioned on the cot, Tessie looked him once in the eyes, and then bent her head down between his shaking thighs. She licked his cock dry. From her belly, she scooped up his come and massaged it into her skin. Then she lay back down and asked him to stand up, dangling his penis over her face.
He did as she asked, partially out of guilt for not having satisfied her, partially out of shame for not having been able to hold back in coming, but mostly out of curiosity. He had never met anyone as sexually turned on and open about it as Tessie was. Mr. Sands watched, mesmerized, as her body twisted and squirmed on the brown leather cot.
She looked at his cock, masturbating herself, pushing drops of his sperm into her hole. She couldn't stop staring at his cock. She loved looking at it. She reached up and touched it, and she loved touching it. She sat up and licked it, and she loved licking it: She sucked it and loved it, watched it harden and loved it. It twitched and she loved that. She let go of it and it softened – and she loved, loved, loved it.
Her hands twirled madly in her pussy, her lips fluttered open and closed, her asshole puckered and tightened, and her stomach sucked in. 'Jerk off, too.'
'I can't. I won't come again. I – '
'Jerk off… over my face.'
Mr. Sands took the soft flesh in his hand and squeezed it. He was small and his hand hid his organ from her view.
'Let me see it. Let me see your cock.'
He gripped the flaccid penis and jerked it up and down, rapidly, almost frantically. His mind said come and he wanted to convince his cock.
'I love it, love your cock… love it.'
He was hard and getting harder. He didn't believe it. Harder. He kept masturbating, his hand blurring as it moved, almost afraid that if he let up for a second his penis would shrivel and die again. He jerked it, pulled it, yanked on it, his body gyrating. Harder. His heart pounded, painfully pounded.
'Do I excite you? Do I make you want to come so bad that you can't hold it back, that you just shoot right in your pants?'
'Christ, yes.' He was hard, very hard. He couldn't believe this was happening. 'Christ. Christ, I'm gonna come… come again.'
'Do I do that to you?, Just gotta come, just gotta cream all over me. Don't you?'
'Yes… yesssssssss… yessssssss!'
Her finger sloshed in and out of her slit, up and down, sliding and slipping in her pussy flesh, her body bouncing off the cot.
'Come. I want to see you come.'
'Yes!' His chest was going to explode and the pulsing of his heart thundered in his ears.
'All over me. On my tits and cunt. Come on me.'
'Agggghhhhh!'
'Yes, now. Shoot your creamy, delicious jism all over me.'
Tessie sat up, her hand working feverishly at her cunt, and she watched his prick. He held it in one hand and it was quaking in his grip, the tiny hole spasming. A spurt of soft white cream fell onto her breast and it felt red-hot to her flesh. Her body became rigid and Tessie started to come.
'Coming again… Tessie. Oh, what you can do… comingcomingcoming!'
Creamy sperm, blobs of it, gobs of it, dripping onto her tits, sliming down her skin, splotching in her cunthairs. A coming cock, right before her eyes, coming onto her body, hitting her in the face, on the mouth. She opened her mouth to catch a drop of the delicious liquid. She curled her tongue around the meager drop, trying to savor its delicious taste before gulping it down her greedy throat. Cock, she thought, coming for me. For me… and Tessie came, reaching a new peak of excitement, then coming again… and again… and again.
'Wow!' Tessie said.
'I gotta sit down. I think I'm gonna die.' Mr. Sands said.
Tessie laughed and then he did, too.
'Can we fuck sometime?' she asked.
'Sure,' he said, confidently. Mr. Edwyn Sands had been flustered for the last time.
