Teela pursed her lips. "It doesn’t matter if we get seen, I guess — as long as no one volunteers to help…"
"I don’t see THAT happening!" Rick grinned.
"Over there?" Teela waved at a sunny spot near the fence.
"On the pavement? It’s not likely to be comfortable." Rick thought about it. "The loungers are kind of narrow…"
"Let’s just pull cushions onto the deck," Teela suggested.
"Okay," Rick agreed. The pair moved off toward the loungers, hand in hand.
Jean turned from the window; things appeared to be going fairly well. They weren’t doing anything insane, either way … She headed off to run some laundry.
They tossed two cushions on the deck in front of the loungers; theoretically, they could have set up between two chairs and gotten some cover that way, but that wasn’t Teela’s mood. "Take off your trunks," she said, tugging the bows out of the strings holding the tiny bikini top against her breasts.
Rick didn’t argue; he was busy getting an eyeful of the pair of stubby cones with puffy pink caps jutting from Teela’s chest. Teela watched Rick come out of his trunks just as hungrily, and when his thick erection was exposed, she knew nothing on Earth was going to stop what was coming next, because she HAD to feel it.
Rick simplified the process by coming forward to collect her breasts. Teela found herself with a handful of hot, hard shaft. The thing felt amazing — nothing like she had imagined! Rick’s fingers on her nipples felt incredible, too — they were so hard they hurt, but somehow his manipulations were soothing while setting off flashes of sensation everywhere. His lips descended on hers and it became hard to track who was doing what to whom…
Finally, Rick pulled back. "What about birth control?" he croaked.
"Poppa insisted that I get the Pill," Teela husked.
"Get it off!" Rick was amazed; he was barely rational. Was he being too pushy?
The alacrity with which Teela pulled the side strings on the thong loose said that he wasn’t; the thing was floating to the ground in under two seconds. "How?" she moaned.
"It could hurt…"
"I’ve used toys … It’ll be fine. You’re the first, but I had to have something to hold me until now…" Would he think she was a slut?
"I’ll lay down on my back; you can control how you get it…" he offered.
"Okay." Teela found herself fidgeting in the mere moments it took him to arrange himself on the cushions. She straddled him and began settling into a squat facing him right away.
"In a hurry?" he managed to quip despite his tension.
"You have no idea!" She grabbed his shaft and started rubbing it in the wet pink slot that led to her vagina. "Oh, WOW! So SOFT!" The spongy tip of the thing was incredible — like nothing she’d ever touched, never mind applied to her twat. And the shaft was so hard … She was wet already; her lips opened and stayed that way, puffing out from her arousal; one quick swipe and he was wedged in her opening. Teela waddled forward just a bit to adjust things and started settling her weight on the junction between her body and his probe.
The pop of his tip passing her opening should have been audible, from the way it felt — but it wasn’t. But it felt simply AMAZING! Teela vowed to go right home and throw out that rubber cock — it just wasn’t a substitute! The vibe was different, but that thing hadn’t prepared her for reality like she’d thought it would. She was gonna want this ALL THE TIME! And it only got better as she settled on it, letting it iron her inner walls…
Rick couldn’t breathe. Control was difficult, to say the least — Teela was tight like he’d never imagined, never mind experienced! Beth, Candace — even Louise — let up some once you were inside the door — but not Teela!
She stopped when he was halfway inside her; one of her inner lips had folded under from a lack of lubrication along his shaft. She backed off until it returned to it’s normal position, then carefully pressed forward again. This time, she made maybe an additional inch and a half — but she had the idea, and she had a plan, and she was PLENTY wet inside; lubricating things on the outside was a simple matter of backing off a bit…
Rick let her do things the way she wanted; he was going to flood her insides with cum, probably right about the time she got him all inside her — and there was nothing he could do about it! The up-side, however, was that he KNEW it wouldn’t matter — he was going to remain just as hard as stone as long as he was inside her. He watched her elfin face redden, her eyes sightless as she concentrated on what was going on inside her, her nostrils distended as she panted her excitement. Another quick lift of her body and she took him to the hilt, mashing herself against his pubic bone.
That did it; Rick couldn’t hold back the flood any longer! Grunting, he hunched himself into her and gouted cum.
Teela’s eyes popped! She could FEEL his cock as it stiffened and swelled — and then blasted a stream at her cervix! On impact, her pussy pulsed from the lips to the depths, a rolling surge that apparently triggered another blast of cum from Rick! "Fuh! Fuh! FUUUUCCCKKK!!" Teela wailed as Technicolor sparks burst before her eyes! She ground herself against Rick, gasping while her pussy milked him of semen.
Rick couldn’t remember it being like this; Teela would rock back a bit, and her pussy would milk him — and he would cut loose another blast as she rocked forward. It must have happened six or seven times before things tailed off — and even then his cock continued to pulse…
Teela pulled in a big gasping breath and grinned from ear to ear! "Oh, Baby! Promise me you’ll do that again! I just LOVE feeling you paint my insides white!"
Rick grinned weakly. "If I was an old guy, we’d be done! Thank God I’m not…" He reached up and captured her breasts in his hands.
Teela leaned into his hands and started to rock up and down; lubrication was no longer an issue — she was flooded! Now, the layer of white goo that separated his cock from her vaginal walls demanded movement and friction to keep the level of pleasure up — and Teela got going! Rick was amazed; she was rising and falling on his cock like she’d been doing it all her life… "How is it?" he grunted.
"Gawd! I never want to stop!" Teela’s eyes were alight. "Is this okay?"
"Uh huh! Great! Let me know if you get tired and we can flip over…"
"It will be a while … Oh! Oh! Uhhh! So good!" Teela threw her head back and closed her eyes; she was getting pink again…
Jean, coming back from the laundry room, glanced out the window — and froze! That position — that motion — God! They were having sex! Jean watched, mesmerized, as the small girl rose and fell, a one-cylinder engine with her son’s penis as the piston — although the cylinder was apparently doing all the work! It looks like we have THAT in common, too! Jean mused; cowgirl was her favorite position. In her minds eye, she could see herself jamming Toby’s long penis into her cervix, again and again … Then Teela arched herself and Jean could hear her scream right through the window, "Oh, JEEEZUS!!! FUUUUUUUCKK! AAAAIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE!!!!!"
"Oh, Gawd — in broad daylight and she’s screaming like a banshee!" Jean wailed, glancing around at the neighbors' houses to see if anyone was watching. Running out the slider, she minced up to the rutting couple, "Teela, Dear, you just CAN’T scream like that!"
Teela wasn’t bouncing the way she had been; instead, she was leaning on Rick’s arms, sliding slowly forward and back. Jean realized that she was mostly rubbing her clitoris on Rick while she recovered from her orgasm… "Huh?" she panted, "I screamed?"