Long time, not here. Life got in the way, as it usually does. Nice to be back. Everybody's legal, and the product of a rich fantasy life.
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Lunchtime. Summer. 18, and horny. Summer park district tennis teacher. My co-teacher is my girlfriend, Teri. So delicious. A ranked player, her body was perfect for a tennis player, except for a slight overabundance of breasts. For loving, she was, in fact, perfect. Trim, taut, great muscle tone.
Heading off to college in the fall, summer tennis teaching was the ideal job. Decent pay, pleasant people, all day looking at Teri in short tennis dresses, her long, lithe legs going all the way to the ground. Sometimes it was tough to pay attention to the students. Teri had a tennis scholarship to a state school. I had an academic scholarship elsewhere. I didn't have the tennis chops, or the commitment, to play competitively year-round. She did.
We had gone to her house for lunch, having taught a full morning of group lessons to children. Peanut butter sandwiches on Wonder Bread, with grape jelly, and Cokes. The perfect summer lunch. Her mother, an elementary school teacher on summer break, was gone, somewhere. I did my best, as always to impress Teri by not dribbling jelly on my tennis whites.
Teri looked radiant. 5'7", a deep tan, shoulder-length brown hair. A short tennis dress showed off the deep brown tanned legs to perfection. Her knobby knees were cute. As we sat side-by-side at the table trying to keep from dribbling grape jelly on tennis whites, my hand strayed to her thigh, which I gently caressed. Warm, smooth, bare skin.
"Oh my," she said teasingly, "Aren't we being friendly?"
I removed my hand, with mock hurt. "OK, I'll leave you alone."
She put down her sandwich and took my hand in hers, replacing it on her thigh. "I didn't mean that."
My hand moved to the inside of her thigh, which I massaged. She sighed. "That's better."
I leaned over and kissed her neck. She leaned into me to receive it. My other hand went to her neck and pulled her close. I kissed, nibbled, and nipped ever so gently.
"You are so much fun to kiss!" I whispered in her ear.
"Then don't stop," she breathed. I liked the way she was straightforward about letting me know what she wanted. Her aggressiveness on the tennis court extended to other parts of our relationship. For better or worse, I always clearly knew where I stood. Since she was very affectionate and incredibly sexy, it took the pressure off. I was always ready to give her what she wanted. A serve-and-volley lover.
My hand slowly started to move up her leg. She parted them slightly, pressing her closest leg into mine. I kept up my soft kissing and nibbling of her neck. I was high up her leg now, massaging gently.
"We have time," she said, "Do you want to get more comfortable?"
"It looks like rain," I said, looking out the window. "Could be we have lots of time. Where's Mom?"
"She's gone for the afternoon. She'll be back in time to get dinner ready. About 5."
"Where do you want to get comfortable?"
"In the living room, on the sofa."
We quickly cleaned up dishes and food, and practically raced to the sofa. Teri threw herself down on it and beckoned to me on her back, laughing. The short tennis skirt had ridden up and I had a clear view of white panties. I lay down next to her and we snuggled up, arms around each other.
Teri planted one of her killer kisses on me. A whole-body kiss that pressed her delightful form against me while invading my mouth with her tongue. Side-by-side, she put her top leg over me to pull me close. My body immediately responded.
"Oh, my," she said, breaking the kiss, and rubbing her pelvis against my boner. "Am I having an effect on you?"
I nodded. "You always do. I love your body so much."
"How about the rest of me?"
She was my first love, and that tells it all. "Teri, I love you with all my heart and soul." Not easy for a guy to say.
"At the moment," she said with a wicked smile, "it's not your heart and soul that I'm interested in." For emphasis, she rubbed against me.
My dick was so hard. We had explored each other's bodies. I had spent hours feeling those luscious breasts; kissing them, kneading them, pinching erect nipples and sucking them. I had gone down her pants and cupped her pussy and rubbed it. I had felt her thighs press my ears as I ate her. Teri had great orgasms, wet and wild, where she would press against my hand and explode. The best was when she pressed against my face and came, clamping her strong legs around my head and bucking against my mouth. Wet and wild. I would lap up her juices. She tasted so good.
For her part, she had taken my cock out of my pants, and stroked me to ejaculation (which never took long). But we had never Done the Deed. Fear is a great motivator, and fear of a little tyke toddling around and ruining our future kept us pure. But it didn't keep us from wanting to.
We resumed kissing. My hand wandered to cup her breast. She wore a bra underneath her tennis dress, of course, which hindered me. I could feel her nipple harden even through the layers, and she leaned into me, showing that she wanted more. Reaching around behind, I felt for the zipper of the dress, found it, and pulled it down, the sound of the zipper very sexy. She pulled back and smiled.
"Do we have enough time?"
"Sure. It's looking more like rain by the moment."
She moved in and we resumed our tongue-sparring. Spreading the zipper, with practiced motion I unsnapped her bra with one quick movement. I caressed her back from top to bottom, without hindrance. Her skin felt so good. She cooperated as I moved the straps of dress and bra down and off her arms, revealing the most perfect breasts in the world. I broke our kiss to look at them.
"Teri, you are so perfect!"
"Hold me!"
I took that to mean her breast, and cupped it with one hand. The hand was filled to overflowing, and the flesh was tight and firm. I could feel the nubbin of her nipple in my palm. I took it between fingers and twisted it gently, which elicited a groan. I kissed just the tip of her nipple, and lightly licked it with just the tip of my tongue.
"Oh, God, that feels so good!" I then took as much of her breast into my mouth as I could and sucked hard. She groaned and pushed towards me, wanting me to take even more.
Her hand worked its way to my crotch, where she stroked the hard length through my shorts. Fingers finding my shaft and rubbing its length. I got even more excited in anticipation of her wrapping her fingers around my hard flesh. I really needed to cum.
"Mmm. I like to make you hard."
"You don't have to work very much. I would have thought you liked a challenge."
