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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Overwatch_(Video_Game)
  Character:
      Brian, Lena_Oxton/Tracer
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-11-12 Words: 12528
****** His Time with Tracer ******
by MetaXoul
Summary
     Erotic fantasy. Sexual content. Brian, the teenager hero of the
     museum incident, gets a personal date and reward from the heroine he
     just can't help crushing on. (Warning! Sexual Situation featuring a
     Minor)
If you haven't seen the first Cinematic Trailer, then you won't know about the
Museum incident and the two boys involved in it. This story focuses extensively
on one of them.
Update: This fanfiction was created and uploaded before Tracer was revealed to
be a Lesbian. I will keep this fanfiction up because it is my creative liberty
as a writer to show readers my own take on her character, and if I believe her
sexuality should be different from what is canon, then it will be reflected in
my work (which it is).
I have people disgusted that Tracer has sex with a minor in this fanfiction and
with the recent reveal of Tracer's canonical sexuality, now there may even be
negativity from those who want to keep their LGBTQ+ character exclusively
lesbian and bash those who don't want to have their gay characters sexualized
for male fantasies.
If you leave an Anonymous review bashing on my story for the content instead of
providing your own reasonably worded opinion, or constructive criticism of the
writing quality, it will be deleted.
Its my story. I like my story. In the end, that's all that matters to me.
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Brian didn't exactly know how he felt after he freed himself from the press and
police. The museum was currently locked down by law enforcement, and news
agencies had crawled onto the tense scene with an appetite for rich information
of this attempted heist. It was still quite early in the afternoon, and the
pleasant weather appeared to be staying steadfast. Brian and his younger
brother had been children caught in the crossfire between terrorists and
superheroes. Although it was respectful of the police and reporters to give the
two boys some space, both factions still desired statements regarding what
chaos had occurred in this museum firefight.
The parents of these two boys had been informed of the museum's circumstances,
and had exited their jobs feeling exuberant with fear. The two middle-aged
adults had been outraged to learn of the museum's failed security, and what
incredible danger their two boys had been in. However they were immensely
relieved when they discovered their children were unharmed after coming out of
that outrageous event. To be honest, without Brian's assistance the heroes
wouldn't have managed to secure Doomfist's Gauntlet and chase the two gun-
toting museum marauders off into the horizon. Brian could still remember one of
his saviors as clear as day.
Lena Oxton, a young Caucasian vigilante, had arrived at the scene with the
energy and speed comparable to that of fireworks. Her athletic, lean body had
pranced about the museum during the entire violent heist with a pixie-like
spirit. Lena's elastic body and agility had stunned the young boy. She was a
fair bit inspirational as well. She ejected shot after shot from her akimbo
handguns as her figure vanished and reappeared throughout the fight. Lena
flitted in and out in flashes of glowing blue light as bullets rained down
around her. Brian's younger brother adored the heroine. To him, Tracer was the
epitome of what a fresh luminary should be in this day and age. The child's
meager soul almost exploded with excitement when she darted into the scene and
began gun-slinging against hardened killers. On the other hand, Brian had felt
an electric sensation well inside of his heart and uplift his spirits as he
witnessed Lena fight.
Lena Oxton was a curvy, and good-looking young woman. She toyed with her life
as casually as she spunkily chirped and smiled during dangerous gunfights. She
remained calm during the most dramatically grim situations in a fight. Tracer's
harness was a scientific masterpiece that ensured the woman control over her
medical condition. Being unable to permanently ground her body in the present
was a rather...unhealthy affliction. Fortunately, the adventurous heroine honed
her skills and took advantage of the harness and its technology to expand the
capabilities of her time traveling fighting-style.
With her chronal accelerator, Lena Oxton could have ended your life and saved
another in a blink of an eye. This harness device was not a limitless and
perfect creation. It had a charge and a maximum capacity. It was quite an
especially uplifting event for Lena whenever the device hummed back online and
displayed its charged illumination on the lens of the equipment's center-piece.
It meant she could jump right back into the fray. Brian had done his part
during the ordeal, and with the finesse of an acrobat, miss Oxton had completed
her own objective of driving the bad guys away.
Now both individuals, although apart, could not help but feel their thoughts
wander to that of each other. Observed to be atop the rooftop of a
contemporary, urban apartment building, she was perched upon a ledge and swung
her bare feet as she enjoyed a waffle cone filled with tasty ice-cream. Her
combat shoes, a pair of slim but protective footwear, were located next to her
thigh. Tracer's small, bare feet were kissed by the breeze as they swung back
and forth in an inverse pattern. Her toes carefully curled inwards as her feet
narrowly avoided smacking against the building with each sway. The woman's
slender legs were covered over by a bright orange, contoured pair of insulated
trousers that reached up to her naval region. Displayed on one of her pants
sleeves was a stencil of her codename, and going down vertically on the side of
each sleeve of her sleek pants were black fringes of fabric and lacing. Beneath
her thick aviator's jacket was a strap-less and seam-less black tube-top that
hugged onto her modestly developed cleavage. Her fore-arms and hands were
encased with the complicated gauntlet technology of her chronal accelerator,
which was attached onto her torso. Straps which ran down to her mid-thigh
connected the device with her shapely thighs.
Tracer's trim abdomen was hidden from view because of her jacket. Her flat,
fair-skinned belly held a small couplet of muscles and a nicely indented, firm
naval region that complimented the sight of her well-rounded, firm breasts. The
amber lenses of her goggles protected and covered over her doe eyes. Tracer had
a soft jawline and small chin, as well as cheekbones that weren't too broad or
low. Her straight, slightly upturned nose was proportioned decently to her
face. Her thin pair of pale pink lips complimented the blush on her nostrils
and cheeks. A wild hairstyle had taken hold of the dark-brown locks located on
Lena's head. Her short hair was styled into thick, pointed tendrils and spikes
on her head, which was fashioned into an upwards swirl.
Tracer took a bold bite out of her crunchy waffle cone, savoring the sweet
flavor of the chilled cream coating the insides of the treat. She flicked her
tongue up to the side of her mouth to catch some vanilla residue from her
snack, and sighed in relief. It was a fine day and a delicious snack after a
heart-pounding fight with two cold-blooded assassins was so satisfying. Trying
not to get crushed on accident by Winston's massive body while avoiding high
velocity gunfire was quite the task. Even if she rewound time to reverse the
effects of any grievous injury, Lena would have still felt the pain of getting
harmed. The thought of her power's capability helped alleviate her worry, she
was an optimistic and often bold combatant in most cases that took risks with
almost no hesitation.
The events leading up to the rumble in the museum weren't important, and after
a couple hours the situation was now one she could put behind her. A remarkable
event had warmed her heart today, one which made her proud of fighting for the
side of good. She protected people and prevented problems for a living now, and
to see even the younger generations respect the notion of standing up to danger
had been a refreshing experience. A spry little chap had taken matters into his
own hand and actually whopped Widowmaker using the very same trophy she had
been looking to burglarize! It had been brilliant!
Tracer had gotten a good look at the little hero after the fight had calmed
down. Brian's fair-skinned body was of average height for his age. He had a
healthy physique and more than modest musculature due to his history in
athletics. The boy had a good-looking face, clean and free of blemishes like
the rest of his adolescent body, which wasn't all to common for teenage
youngsters. Tracer greatly enjoyed his smoldering blue eyes and wavy hair. She
wondered what his personality was like as well. Tracer believed that the boy
would grow up into a fine young man. Truthfully, she believed he was good
enough to date even now. Lena looked down to the streets below, narrowing her
eyes as she mulled over a rather risky thought.
The glass windows of the building opposite to her gleamed from the sunlight
that bounced onto them. Tracer turned herself around, and faced away from the
white tower behind her. The mouths to her footwear slid up above the cuffs of
her pants sleeves, closing around her ankles, as she finished slipping on her
shoes. Tracer stretcher herself out and then proceeded with a daring back-flip
right off of her perch to free-fall down to the streets below. The air battered
against her body as she plummeted down, arms and legs outstretched, her eyes
stared up to the sky. In mid-drop, Tracer spun herself around and laughed with
jovial glee. Her hair waved rapidly in all directions as she fell. Right before
falling onto the curb of the busy side-walk, Lena propelled herself to the
direction of traffic. She re-appeared onto the roof of a passing cargo truck,
and rolled onto the container attached to the tractor unit. The people in the
streets below shrieked and stammered with awe and fear at her performance.
Tracer laughed as she rolled to a halt, and sprang up into a crouched position
at the edge of the container's roof. The woman wasn't exactly clear on where
she was going to travel to next. Tracer took a seat and shyly waved to the
multi-cultural, tall and short strangers who stared up to her. The truck roared
to life and began to speed up, as did the automobiles behind it.
It just so happened that the vehicle which Brian and his family were seated in
had been behind the truck. Both the parents had been startled to see a woman
suddenly appear atop the truck, perched right above the electronic rear-hatch
of the cargo compartment. It took Brian and his younger brother a moment before
they both spotted Lena, they followed the direction of the onlookers eyes after
noticing their expressions of happy surprise or shock. Tracer managed to make
out the sight of the boys through the windshield, after ignoring the gaping
mouthed faces of the middle-aged couple in the front seats. She noticed Brian
peeking over the side of the passenger side seat. Lena chuckled in pleasant
surprise with a sweet, low tone. Lena waved to the boy, and pressed her other
palm down onto the top of the truck as she crossed one leg over the other and
leaned back. Brian returned the wave, apprehensively, to the concerned looks of
his parents. Soon the two adults just laughed to each other, and commended
Brian for getting the attention of a super-hero. His younger brother was going
ballistic, which prompted Brian to sigh and roll his eyes. He pretended to
relax back into his seat, but kept one eye locked onto Lena. The woman brought
her hand up to her chin and appeared to think hard. Her body gently swayed
forwards and then jerked back as the truck began to approach a red light.
As the truck ahead of the station-wagon cruised to a halt, so too did Brian's
family car. Tracer jumped off of the truck and zipped with a flash of blue
light to Brian's window. The boy recoiled in shock, and gave his family a
nervous look. His father and mother appeared starstruck and clueless, while his
younger brother just grinned at him with a silly expression of awe.
"Well don't just do nothing, roll down the window! Dad! Roll down the window!"
Brian pressed the electronic window control on his door to satisfy his younger
brother's rabid commands. Tracer placed one hand onto the top of the door and
leaned onto the vehicle. She crossed one leg over the other as she bent down
and stared through the window, locking eyes with Brian for a second before
glancing to the rest of his family.
"''Ello there, I'm just poppin' in for a quick chat with the super-boy himself.
Bang up job yeh did earlier. I reckon' you might 'ave saved my hide and the
little'un here as well. What a cute lad you have here." Lena smiled, putting
her index finger-tip out to gently touch the nose of Brian's younger brother.
The parents laughed and looked to Brian with a proud stare. His younger brother
jumped in his seat to get closer to Tracer, but his seat-belt prohibited him
from getting any nearer.
"Uh, so, hi! W-what's the matter, miss Tracer?" Brian stammered out, feeling
his ears flush with heat. Lena was so close to his face, her eyes were staring
right into his own and he was losing himself to her beauty. Lena smirked and
came in close to his face. She then turned his head so she could access his
ear. Brian stopped himself from shuddering when her fingers held onto his jaw
to cock his head to the side. Her warm breath tickled his earlobe as she
seductively whispered to him,
"I'll still be 'anging 'round the city. Let's try to meet somewhere if yeh
could. I fancy I'd personally offer you an official reward of valor for your
heroic services. It'd be quite terrible if yeh missed out on it."
Brian stared out to the fashion store next to the car. The display windows had
various mannequins with purses hanging off of their artificial arms. His blue
eyes darted back to Lena's own, and the boy swallowed. He replied to her with a
whisper of his own,
"Catena Gardens, it's at the big, central park looking area. I'll meet you
there in two hours?"
Lena, excited that she had arranged a secret meeting with this boy, yet also
unsure of whether she was even completely confident in her current behavior,
nodded to him after she retracted her face from his ear. She flashed him a
winning smile and moved away from the car. Brian's stomach felt as if
butterflies were fluttering about within it. He placed both of his hands onto
the rims of the window, and smiled in response to Tracer. The woman saluted him
and then ran off down the sidewalk. She took out a device similar to a smart-
phone and observed its bright screen. Brian's dad realized the light had turned
green, and the stylish hatchback began to drive away. Both Brian and his
younger brother stared out the rear window, their eyes glued onto Tracer. She
waved to the car and then ran off, apparently there was more work to be done.
"Oh man, whatdidshesaywhatdidshesay?!" Brian's younger brother sputtered out,
gripping and shaking the teenager's arm. Brian pried his younger brother's
hands off of his arm and put his hood up over his head. He relaxed into his
seat, trying to hide his excitement and sheer embarrassment.
"She just said that she was sorry that we had to be caught in the middle of the
heist. She congratulated me for helping to save the day. That's it, dude. Relax
already."
"Man, her accent is awesome! She was all like, 'I'm just poppin' in for a quick
chat guv'na!' and everything."
"C'mon dude, she didn't say that last part." Brian giggled, glancing down to
his brother with a playful look.
That was how the rest of the ride back home went. The two brothers conversed
with a merry tone while the parents listened on, unsure on where to add their
own input. They were just glad that both boys were safe. Today had been
thrilling but it was still just a bit past lunchtime. They still had jobs to
do. When the family returned home to their suburban house, both brothers zipped
into it. Their parents warned them to stay inside and not answer the door to
anyone. The reporters might still be on the hunt. Brian granted his younger
brother permission to play with the girl down the street, effectively leaving
Brian alone at home. He was feeling completely anxious and victorious at the
same time. Tracer, the sexy super-heroine, had wanted to personally reward him.
What had she meant when she used an erotic undertone in her whispered words?
Whatever it was, the boy decided to prepare for his date.
Brian showered and shaved his underarm and pubic hair. He also brushed his
teeth and combed his wavy hair. Brian used facial cleanser and applied
deodorant to freshen himself up. He then dressed up in a pair of clothing that
was similar to what he had been wearing earlier, in order to be more
recognizable to the woman. With a lively spring in his step, Brian informed his
brother that he was going out for some time. With his wallet and smartphone,
Brian walked away from his neighborhood and took a bus to the entrance of
Catena Gardens. He was familiar with the bus routes, as his younger brother and
him used public transport a lot to spend time in the city.
Brian approached the park benches, observing the groups of picnicking people
and animals that enjoyed the park's scenic, wonderful atmosphere. There was a
frisbee game going on as well in the distance. When the boy spotted Tracer
standing in front of a grand fountain, he felt his legs quake in nervous
surprise. The woman was seated on the rims of the fountain's lowest mouth. One
of her splendid legs was crossed over the other, and she looked down to the
fountain's waves of shimmering water with a small smile. Her gaze suddenly
moved over to the boy's face, and her entire head shot over to stare at him
after she spotted him from the corner of her eye. The fair woman stood up and
placed her hands onto her hips, standing with quite the heroic and matriarchal
appearance. Brian waved to her and jogged over to the fountain.
"Hey! It's good to see you again, miss Tracer."
The heroine gestured for him to relax his formalities. Tracer looked the boy
over and once again acknowledged his fetching appearance. It seemed like he had
freshened up for this meeting. With what she had in plan, Tracer felt glad.
There weren't many park-goers in the area, a few individuals did meander about
in the short time Brian and Tracer had reacquainted themselves with each other.
"Call me Lena, uh...?"
"Call me Brian."
"Alright, let's get somewhere a bit more private, Brian, sharpish now. Probably
know what type of reward I have planned for yeh already, huh Brian? Y'see, I
fancy your confidence and your good-looks. I reckoned a hero like me 'ought to
encourage the younger generation to keep up the good fight. It was right
smashing what you did earlier, enough to send a shiver down my spine. Not many
lads can do that, so count yourself lucky. Now, let me repay the favor and..."
The woman looked around for a moment, and then leaned in to Brian's ear. Her
mouth slowly went up to his cheek, and she gave him a small kiss. As she pulled
away from him, Brian scrunched up his face and shot Tracer a baffled look.
"That's it?! Well, um, I really appreciate that. But still, that's all?"
Lena felt as if Brian had a hidden argument to his disappointment. She sighed
and stared at the boy, unnerving him. Brian felt as if Tracer was undressing
him with her eyes, her bold irises were slowly going up from his legs to his
face as she tilted her head down and raised an eyebrow. She was silently
judging the boy, and eventually cracked a broad smile that alleviated his
worries. Tracer bit her lower lip as she drew out the silence, and then
seductively whispered,
"'Ave ya' shagged yet? If not, want me to pop your cherry, 'luv?"
Brian's heart jerked within his chest, and he had to stop moving to absorb what
taboo words Lena had just spoken. The woman walked ahead of him with a playful
stride, and then turned her head back to the boy as she displayed her rear to
his front. Her hands went down to her buttocks. She gently slid her finger-tips
onto the fabric of her tight trouser, tracing the round curves to the very
bottom of her plump, extremely circular cheeks. Tracer's bubbly, athletic ass
hypnotized the boy. He blinked and broke out of his trance, and then tried to
appear unfazed by her seduction. He didn't want any outsider knowing the gist
of the conversation, especially since Lena was bold enough to do suggestive
body language right out in the open public. Tracer's fit thighs propped up her
wide hips and buttocks, which pressed inwards at each other.
"A-alright. Lead the way, Lena." Brian politely mumbled. His foot stumbled as
he took his first step behind the woman. Tracer merrily accompanied the boy's
side, and looked down to him with the type of doting gaze that an elder sister
or mother could have. Feeling embarrassed, Brian chuckled and put his hood up.
The couple took a stone footpath through the gardens, enjoying the luscious
scenery of the flowers and verdant landscape, as well as the sights and sounds
of the peaceful park.
"I'd prefer a little something quiet, nice enough to shag in. Spot anything
yet?" Tracer remarked. Brian's eyebrows shot upwards and he tried to
nonchalantly look about, his wide-eyes searching for anyone who might have
overheard Lena. The woman giggled to herself after realizing Brian's worry.
"L-let's just go to my house. My little brother is playing down the street,
he's usually gone for hours. My parents are at work. Please, stop saying
dangerous things out loud."
Tracer raised one of her thin brows and titled her head at the boy. He was
inviting her home, which was flattering. Even though the entire situation was
indecent enough, she figured that she might as well go with the flow. The end
result was still going to be just as risky.
"Yer' about to have an illegal leg over with me, love! Earlier yeh' stood up to
a gun-toting assassin. I think your definition of danger changes by the hour,
mate. Oh whatever though, you lead an' this time I'll follow." Lena confessed.
Brian gave her an anxious smile, and the two decided to head for the bus stop.
Fortunately the bus wasn't so crowded, and Brian's stress eased up. Tracer
still had her weapons on her thighs, and her equipment was quite fascinating to
a regular person. Brian and Tracer managed to make it back to the suburbs,
where the two then quietly entered Brian's rather large house. He lived in a
wealthy neighborhood of attractive homes. This reveal made Tracer see Brian in
a more admirable light, as he belonged to a family of small fortune.
"My room's upstairs. Um, do you want anything to drink?" Brian politely
offered. Tracer, with her hands behind her back, scanned the beautiful interior
of his spacious house and whistled. Her eyes shot over to the boy, and she gave
him a warm smile.
"No, no I'm fine. I just...didn't expect for you to live in such a lovely home.
It's way better than me own, which brings back memories." Lena admitted,
feeling a pang of nostalgia rock her heart. She approached the boy at the foot
of the stairs, and narrowed her eyes at him. He looked back to her lovingly,
and soon the two leaned towards each other to share a kiss.
Brian let his mouth naturally plant itself onto Tracer's larger lips, which
warmly locked onto his own. Boy and woman soon began to passionately slide
their lips onto each other's opening and closing mouths, allowing their
emotions to run free as the two swapped saliva and touched tongues. Brian
caressed Tracer's soft mouth with his own puckered lips, lubricating her with
the excess saliva coating his tongue as he turned her head to gently mash his
lips onto her own. Tracer put her hands onto the boy and balanced her wrists on
his firm, muscular shoulders. Her fingers locked onto each other at the nape of
his neck and she gently moaned into his mouth as she kissed him. Her head
tilted to each side as she swayed her pelvis to and fro in small swings. Brian
moved his own hands onto her curvy waist, and caressed the smooth fabric
covering her sexy hips.
Without thinking, the boy pressed his tongue forwards and began to wriggle it
inside of Lena's mouth. Her closed eyes burst open, and she smiled as her mouth
moved back and forth onto his own. Startled at his initiative, Lena decided to
overwhelm the boy with her superior experience on french kissing. Brian's
tongue wrestled and danced with her own back and forth between their two
mouths. Lena was more dominant, and enjoyed twirling her tongue or wagging it
against the insides of his mouth. Both Brian and Tracer's cheeks were beginning
to redden, and the two finally parted mouths after an extended kissing
campaign. They each let out a hot sigh of relief, and breathed in unison as
they stared into each other's softened eyes.
"You're quite the kisser. Blimey, you're making me fall in love with yeh, mate.
Let's take this upstairs."
Brian's droopy eye-lids shot open in excitement. He blinked and after a moment
of recomposing his thoughts, he remembered what this entire meeting was for. He
took Tracer by her gloved hand and led her up to his room. He hesitated to
enter, but then did so with a quick shove. Brian kicked off his shoes into the
corner, near his personal computer. Tracer looked about his room and noticed
how normally boyish it appeared. There was a videogame system and a personal
television, as well as as medium-sized fishtank and a dresser. She liked the
light-blue color scheme with the white curtains, and the appearance of his
dark, orange-tinted bed-spread. The woman sat herself down onto the edge of his
single bed and took off her shoes. She rested one foot onto her knee, sitting
with a perfectly straight posture as she slipped her shoe off of her small foot
and made the ball of her knee roll at the front of the joint.
Tracer's athletic calf muscles bulged as she shifted the position of her feet.
Her thighs rubbed against each other with inaudible friction. Brian pulled his
hoodie over his head and swung it over onto his computer chair. The room's
flooring was covered by a thin layer of carpeting which felt pleasant to the
soles of his feet and the underside of his toes. His socks seemed to glide
against the floor as he headed to his bed. Tracer had stood up and begun to
unstrap her chronal accelerator from her legs and torso. The boy paid great
attention to the slender bends and straights of Lena's sexy young body as the
woman brought her hands to her upper back as well as her chest to unclasp her
harness. Brian noticed that Tracer's orange pants made her stand out in his
blue room, and he enjoyed this fascinating observation for a moment before his
mind wandered onto more raunchy things.
"Normally I have a couple hours before the dangerous 'disappearing from the
present' nonsense starts to happen. I'm willing to risk it though, it's for you
after all." Tracer quipped. Brian's heart welled with gratitude, and he quickly
climbed into bed. He laid himself down with his back on his pillows. The boy
took off his t-shirt and flung it to the floor. He then raised his feet and
unbuttoned his trousers, sliding them off of his legs and onto the bedsheets.
Tracer carefully set her chronal accelerator onto the computer desk, and then
began to detach her gauntlets from her arms. She took the thick, stylish and
white armor components and set them down next to her harness. Tracer flexed her
bare fingers and touched her hands together, becoming familiar once more with
the smooth texture of her skin and fingers. Her aviator's jacket was pulled off
of her torso, and Lena let it slip off of her arms and onto the khaki carpeting
below. Brian sat on the bed, leaning up against the headboard behind him. He
could hear the small noise of Tracer's aviator's jacket crumple into a pile at
her feet. Tracer scanned the boy's teenage body over once more, searching for
anything that might actually turn her off. To her pleasant surprise, there was
really nothing that irked her.
Brian's adolescent figure was healthy, well proportioned, and colored an
attractive fair complexion. His well defined pectoral muscles had two small,
light tan nipples. The boy's curled belly flexed to display the musculature of
his flat abdomen and naval. His skin was mostly hairless, which included his
legs and chest. A pair of green-striped boxer briefs covered over his lower
body, hugging onto his young figure to emphasize the shape of his firm buttocks
and thighs, as well as his thin waistline. His face was angelic enough to
capture her attention and send a fluttering feeling to her chest.
Tracer moved her fingers to her waistband and began to slide her trousers down
her body. Her trousers were moisture-wicking, and therefore Lena never felt the
need to wear panties. She slowly rose up and revealed her lower body's taut
beauty to the boy. Lena's pelvis had a tiny bush of trimmed, dark pubic hair
directly above her clitoral hood. Her mound was bald and wonderfully pink, the
skin complexion of her genitalia was clean and appeared delectable to Brian's
senses. He felt an urge to touch and spread Lena's slit apart to explore the
pink vestibule within and stare at her biology. Health education in school
wasn't nearly as interesting as hands-on experience. Lena's strong legs and
curvy bottom sunk down onto the bedspread, her weight settled her body inwards
onto the mattress below. She was facing the boy, yet had her legs closed
together, leaning onto the side of bed. Lena moved her hands to her goggles and
took them off. She nestled the flesh and soft skin of her bottom further into
the warm blankets below her. Brian was now on his knees, his feet near his
pillows and his front facing Tracer. The woman slid her hands over to her top
and removed it, revealing her tits to the boy. A small bounce had accompanied
the reveal, which served Brian's perverted fantasies well. Brian ogled Lena's
light pink nipples, and he basked in their delicate sag and rounded shape. Lena
smiled and moved the tops of her wrists to the bottom corners of her breasts,
propping them up to the boy so she could display them with a sensual pride. Her
areolae were big and light, and seemed perfect for Brian's lips.
"C-can I touch them?" Brian softly asked, his voice slightly husky. Lena felt
her arousal grow, and she moved one of her bare and sultry legs onto the bed as
she turned her body to face Brian even more. The blankets were digging into the
warm, tight cleft of her buttocks. The fuzz of the carpet's surface was
slightly chilled, which felt pleasant on the sole of Tracer's foot which was
planted on the floor. Brian slid himself forwards on his knees, his head eye-
level with Tracer's own. As she stared at his torso and charming face, he
stared only at her tits. Brian moved his chilled finger-tips to Tracer's
nipples, a feeling of surrealism gusted up into his chest.
The boy gently pinched Tracer's pair of nipples to start off, which prompted
Lena to shudder. The woman closed her eyes and let her head hang slightly to
the side. Her mouth was only slightly open, and she exhaled with slow breaths
of pleasure as Brian began to tease her sensitive nipples. His fingers caressed
and rubbed onto her breasts, growing with enthusiasm. He held her nipples
between his index finger and thumb, and gently pulled on each nipple to feel
the elasticity of Tracer's breasts. The young woman whined with a whisper and
leaned her bosom forwards, locking her shoulders in place. Brian's avaricious
hands planted themselves onto the top of Lena's squishy breasts after he
finished tugging at her chest. He sunk his fingers down into her tits, enjoying
their bouncy weight and soft texture as he concentrated on evoking small grunts
or moans of pleasure from Tracer's mouth. Lena moved her palms and fingers onto
the bottom of her breasts, and pushed them upwards so Brian could have
increased access to her tits. The boy moved both hands onto one of her breasts
and held the clump of flesh steady before his mouth descended down onto her
nipple. He licked her nipple and then quickly latched his hot lips onto its
surface, sucking away at her breasts like an infant.
Lena moaned with more force now, and leaned her head forwards to shamefully
enjoy the act. Brian squeezed her warm, plump breast and sucked harder onto her
tit as if he expected milk to come out of it. The sensation of Brian's hot lips
firmly closed down around her nipple, where his wet and warm tongue swirled
onto the surface of her erect bud, was close to orgasmic.
As Brian slobbered and sucked onto Lena's nipple with closed eyes and a fierce
greed, the woman felt her pussy heat up and become wet. The soft feeling of the
bed's blankets on her mound plus Brian's fore-play was enough to start her
self-lubrication. She soon began to ache for Brian's touch at her pussy, but
the boy was enjoying himself far too much with her titty. Tracer finally patted
the boy's head of wavy hair, and caressed her knuckles against his cheek. The
hot and wet suction on her breast was removed, and his furrowed eye-brows and
jaws relaxed.
"Oh shi- I'm sorry. I sort of got carried away." Brian meekly confessed,
feeling a sliver of guilt seep into his thoughts. Lena giggled and kissed him
on the mouth once more, slowly parting her lips away from his to symbolize how
meaningful her acceptance of his lust was. She had also given him a long stare
into his irises, as if she was looking into the window of his heart. She felt
excited because the boy's clear blue eyes mesmerized her. It was as if Brian
was peeking down into the depths of her own soul. Her eyes then became naughty
and shot down to his crotch, where she stared with concern. There was an
enormous bulge located at Brian's groin. He wasn't even tenting, it was more
like he had shoved a baseball down in front of his penis. Lena felt her sexual
curiosity overwhelm her, and she moved her hands towards his waistband. There
was a heat coming off of his groin, he must have been leaking some precum from
his own arousal throughout this entire time.
"What's the exact size of that willy?!" Lena exclaimed. She pulled his boxer
briefs down to his thighs and felt his stiffening shaft slap her face after it
caught onto his elastic waistband and was then released by her own downwards
tugging action. Lena instinctively shut one eye, and felt a wet and squishy
object slap her cheek. A small bead of warm fluid was left on her face after
Brian's shaft slid itself off of her cheek and then sprung back towards his
body. Lena opened her eyes and was met with the curved, fat, and veined
appearance of Brian's cock. His penis was just above seven thick inches long,
and was very wide as well. The boy's clean and one-toned foreskin stretched up
to hide his glans. Lena was eager to fix that.
"B-Blimey! Yer' a stud, love." Lena remarked in awe, curling one side of her
mouth into a smirk as her wide eyes scanned Brian's penis from top to bottom.
His cock only had one tone of pigmentation, a tan complexion that even reached
down to his scrotum. His loose sack of testicles was massive. It was like a
hairless, wrinkle-less bag with two big walnuts nestled inside. It had a seam
running down the middle of its low hanging, bulging surface. The broad root of
his shaft had a large artery running out from his pelvis and up along the top
of his meaty member. It could be seen bulging from under the tight skin of his
long shaft. Brian's penis had been washed clean earlier, but the humidity from
outside had given the thick shaft a light coat of moisture and a bit of an
aroma. Lena sniffed at his penis and moved her body further onto the bed. Both
of her legs were now spread out before her, bent so that her knees faced
opposite directions and the soles of her feet were pressed together near
Brian's knees.
The boy looked down to his well endowed crotch with a sense of pride. He leaned
his shoulders back and jutted his belly out, displaying even more of his stiff
sausage for the woman. Lena's eyes appeared drowsy with arousal, and her
breathing was loud enough for Brian to notice how erotic it had begun to sound.
Lena shoved her hips forwards and set her legs around Brian's body. She then
leaned back onto the bed. Her head hovered over the edge, but her neck remained
strong and straight. Lena moved her hands to her pussy and spread her silky
labia lips, inserting both of her middle-fingers into her wet cunt so that she
could feel tingles of stimulation run around the rims to her vagina. Lena
raised her head and looked to Brian with pleading eyes, stirring her finger-
tips inside of her pussy while pushing her pelvis down with repeated thrusts
onto her hands. Her furrowed brows and expression of helpless lust accompanied
her following request,
"Lick me. Eat me out, lad."
Brian grinned with devilish anticipation. He then moved his face and hands down
to her crotch. His hands went to her knees and then slid down to the insides of
her thighs. Brian slowly drew his finger-tips up and down the skin of her inner
thighs, pressing his thumbs into her quad muscles while caressing her skin with
gentle rotations from his finger-tips. Lena's body trembled from the erotic
sensations tickling her loins. Her heels dug side-ways into the bedspread as
she parted her folded legs even more. The woman's pelvis was flushing with a
cherry blush and she could feel her wanton cunt breath in and out. Brian's own
cock swayed between her legs as he moved closer to her. His testicles hung
quite low to the bedspread. They even slid against its surface from time to
time which provided pleasant sensations of soft friction onto the bottom of the
boy's heavy balls. Brian planted his hands around Lena's cunt, pushing down
onto the flexing tendons located at her hips while his thumbs crept down to
rest at the bottom of her ass cleft. Lena's buttocks slid slowly onto the bed,
comfortably dragging themselves down onto its soft sheets. Her skin rubbed onto
the warm blanket below her and Lena felt a surge of intense pleasure blossom in
her loins. The feeling of Brian's thumbs spreading her cheeks and touching the
hot insides of her cleft was incredibly exciting when mixed in with the
sensations of his fingers gently caressing the edges of her horny mound.
Brian brought his mouth to Lena's cunt and distended his lower jar as far as he
could. He then clasped his lower lip onto the very bottom of Lena's slit while
moving the rest of his mouth onto her pussy. His tongue darted forwards and dug
itself into the sensitive flesh of her opening, scraping past her labia lips
and spearing itself onto the hole of her vaginal entrance. Lena squirmed and
sighed, gasping with sweet pleasure as Brian began to work. His fingers crept
down to the bottom of her cunt and spread her lips apart so he could lick more
at her slick and tasty nether regions. Brian's hot tongue slid and rubbed
itself onto Lena's slippery, soft insides with a forceful friction. The woman
felt immense waves of pleasure surge back and forth in her cunt, sending
butterflies up to her gut.
Lena grunted when Brian's tongue started to angle itself up into her vagina,
invading through her narrow opening to enter the tasty and dark channel within
her. Lena's flavoring was moderately sweet, with some finely textured salty
fluids combined in. Her vagina smelled pleasant, a bit of sweat and musk added
to the overall odor, but Brian wasn't complaining. His eyes were shut and his
face expressed sheer concentration as his mouth performed away at Lena's pussy.
He curled his fore-arms around her thighs and strained his neck, planting even
more of his wet lips onto her pussy so his tongue could dig and lick at her
vagina with a passionate force. Brian's stretched neck defined the shape of his
jugular vein as his chin tapped away at the bottom of Lena's slit. His hot
exhales rushed into Lena's stretched opening and tickled her puffy, livid pink
lips. There was so much heat and blood rushing through the flesh of her hot and
wet crotch, it was soon aching for the feeling of being churned from the
inside.
Brian slurped and licked his way up to Lena's clitoris. With extreme delicacy,
Brian gently sucked and licked with his malleable, soft tongue against Lena's
engorged bead. The young woman moaned aloud and shivered, lifting her hips and
pelvis and clenching Brian's forearms with her thighs and calves. Her feet hung
down from her ankles, her toes almost touched the bed as she curled them in
response to her ecstasy. Lena closed her eyes and squealed repeatedly in
effeminate grunts. She held onto Brian's hair and pressed her finger-tips onto
his ears, sliding her hands down to the nape of his neck with a weak, lazy
force. Brian swallowed her juices and numbed his tongue as he rolled it and
scraped into Lena's pussy, dominating her insides by exposing her sensitive
flesh and tenderly kissing everything. He moved back and forth between her
clitoris and her pussy, using his fingers to pull down at her cunt or push back
at her clitoral hood so his lovely tongue and lips could caress all of her
slippery pussy's muscular walls. Extreme waves of biting euphoria washed over
Lena's clitoris and through her loins as Brian's soft tongue slurped and rolled
onto her bean. Brian finally pulled away from Lena's cunt and panted, wiping
away the transparent fluids that coated his chin and the sides of his mouth
with his wrists.
Lena murmured out lusty gibberish and investigated the boy's facial expression.
His hair hung down over his eyes, and his chest was heaving. Brian held Lena's
thighs in a way so that his palms could control how close her could pull her
legs towards him.
"W-what's wrong, love?" Lena cooed. Her eyes became wider as she noticed how
engorged Brian's penis had become. His fore-skin was beginning to retreat from
his crown, it was now half-way down his fleshy head. Brian's urethra bubbled
with seminal fluids. Lena raised her upper body closer to the boy, and moved
her hands up to his cock. The boy groaned when he felt the raw touch of Lena's
skin and fingers onto his bulging cock. Lena could feel everything of his
buzzing erection as Brian's arteries pumped blood into his shaft. She stroked
him slowly, holding his cock gently enough that she could move his skin back
and forth along his solid shaft.
Tracer then slid her hands up to his head and clasped his foreskin with her
fingers. With a tug, Lena pulled his foreskin down to the ridges of his round,
fat cap. Brian huffed out a high-pitched whine, and instantly felt exposed. The
bright ridges of his head appeared clean and livid. Lena pulled Brian's
foreskin back even more, forcing the boy to whine as a small ache surged up to
his head. The sensitive, dark-pink neck of his cock was then exposed to the
world. Lena's lower back descended onto the bedspread, and she held Brian's
penis with a firm grip. The boy had taken care to clean his cock of any filthy
smegma beforehand.
"God, I want to fuck you already. Let me put it in, Lena. I want to fuck you so
badly." Brian hoarsely confessed. Lena was taken aback by the boys brutal
honesty, but then laughed wickedly as she felt her own aroused excitement grow.
"A'right then mate, if you're man enough then stick it in and make me cum."
"I-I don't have any condoms. Shit, th- I'm sorry." Brian sputtered out,
apologizing to the lusty woman before him. Lena clicked her tongue, thought for
a moment, and then sighed. She raised an eye-brow and nodded to the boy.
"We don't need one, love. Bombs away, go fer' it! Give me that willy!"
Brian suddenly jerked Lena's thighs closer to his penis. Her slightly flattened
cheeks and flexed thighs were stretched as her cunt came closer to his cock.
Brian moved one hand onto his shaft, and together with Lena's fingers he guided
his penis down to her pussy. Brian achieved his long awaited carnal desire when
the woman held his cap by the ridges and slid her velvety lips against his
head, enveloping his crown with the hot, fleshy vestibule of her slick cunt.
Brian flexed his buttocks and clenched his belly, trying not to lose control.
He groaned and began to inch his pelvis further onto Lena's pussy. His
trembling hips suddenly thrashed against her, forcing his head and shaft to
penetrate deep into her cunt with a strong shove. Lena cried out with pure
euphoria as she felt her cunt be stretched and ripped into by Brian's fat, long
cock. With extreme discipline, Brian slid his cock half-way out of Lena's cunt
without ejaculating from the intense pleasure. The front-half of his meat was
washed with incredible sensations as Tracer's cunt clamped down and sucked onto
his veined dick with a hot and tight embrace.
Lena's tight pussy began to squelch as her bumpy folds rubbed back and forth
against his meat, contracting and squeezing onto his cock so that it wouldn't
leave her pussy. Lena's breasts quivered when Brian slammed himself into her
once again. The boy was silent now, save for a few dry croaks that he puffed
out as he tried to maintain a clear head. The ecstasy of having his penis
embraced and sucked on by Lena's tight cunt was incredible. He wanted to grind
his pelvis and the base of his cock against her cunt and fuck her as hard as he
could. Brian slid his penis backwards and retracted from her cunt, savoring how
slick he cunt was as it slurped at his penis. His balls ached to collide with
her cheeks. His next thrust forwards made him bottom out inside of her pussy,
and his testicles slapped up onto her buttocks. Lena wailed with happiness and
pleasure when she felt Brian slam his curved penis into the most inward depths
of her cunt, forcing apart her tight inner walls and stretching them out so
that his crown and shaft could stuff their entirety inside of her. Lena's lips
were parted so much now, they hugged against Brian's cock as his meat filled
out the rims to her juicy cunt. The boy pressed his pelvis up against her pussy
and smacked his balls onto her ass. As his testicles rumbled within their sack,
Brian grunted in euphoria. He hovered over her abdomen and stared at the sight
of her breasts and blushing face.
Brian then jerked his hips backwards and began to move with a steady in-and-out
pelvic motion. He created a lusty rhythm as his cock slid in and out of Lena's
vagina, scrubbing her hot insides with his bumpy meat and hot crown. Lena
clamped down onto his head, tugging at the ridges of his cap and the surface of
his shaft as she grunted and moaned in response to his thrusts. Brian's own
weak voice, laced with sheer pleasure, belted itself out into the room and
joined with Lena's fast-paced breathing and cries of lust. The sensations of
her cunt dragging onto his cock were so pleasurable and warm.
Her hips bucked themselves back and forth onto Brian's cock and she cursed
about being unable to handle his penis. Lena's dry grunts and sharp moans were
music to Bria's ears, and her vulgarity was like an endorsement for his
passionate, strong fucking. Lena could only encourage the boy to lengthen the
time it took for him to slides his cock in and out of her tight pussy. The
boy's penis curved along with the shape of her richly textured cunt. The boy
winced with ecstasy when his head was squeezed tightly by Lena's vaginal folds
as he approached her cervix in fluid forwards thrusts. Brian moved his body so
that his buttocks raised themselves, and his penis slid out and upwards from
Lena's pussy. After his half-way exit, the boy would then crash himself down
and push his penis through Lena's cunt to reach the depths of her insides.
Brian flexed his pelvis and cheeks and clenched his belly as he fucked Lena
with all of his might. He picked her thighs up and held her waist close to his
own, sliding his member back and forth inside of her with wet clapping sounds.
Lena's ass shook as she felt her cunt smack again and again onto Brian's
pelvis, where his thick cock speared her slippery insides.
Lena suddenly felt her entire body convulse, and she stiffened herself up in
sporadic moments of orgasmic fulfillment. Brian felt her cunt squeeze his cock
before the feeling of being gripped by her pussy vanished. Within a flash of
blue light, Lena whooped in surprise and fell onto her hands and knees. She was
still on the bed, just now behind Brian. The sides of her big toes were pressed
against each other, and her heels were aimed right at Brian's back. Lena had
her hands resting onto one of Brian's pillows. Her head was rushing with blood,
and she relaxed her breathing as her arousal diminished.
"Blimey! That was scary. I think my condition is acting up agai- AUORGH!" Lena
groaned, suddenly overwhelmed by the feeling of Brian pushing his crown up to
her thin pair of lips and forcing three-fourths of his slippery cock up into
her sensitive cunt. The boy's hands were placed onto her buttocks. He helped
himself to the plump malleability of her cheeks, and spread her ass apart so he
could widen her pussy with the girth of his big cock. Lena cursed and moaned
with surprising intensity as she was inflated with feelings of dominated
embarrassment and sexual relief.
"You still owe me. I love you, you can't just leave my dick like this." Brian
salaciously confessed, inching his cock out of her pussy only to rock it
further inside of her not a moment after. Tracer took one of Brian's fluffy
pillows and leaned her breasts onto it, holding the pillow close to her body as
she jutted her ass up into the air like a hump. Brian shoved his cock upwards,
flexing his penis within her curvy cunt as his stiff member invaded her bumpy
insides, pushing into her tight cunt with his meat as it scraped onto the bumpy
folds of her burning inner walls.
"Th-that's mental. Augh! Augh! Oh fuck, Bri. Your dick is shooo good." Tracer
squealed, breathing harshly as she conveyed her erotic affection for the boy's
cock. She humped her bubbly bottom back against his thick penis, sliding his
wet and bendy meat back and forth into her widened pussy over and over with
increasing force and speed. Brian could feel the skin of his penis be stretched
and slurped on as his cock went back and forth within Lena's pink cunt. The
muscles of her bottom slapped and flattened onto his slick pelvis. The boy's
thick penis fucked up into Lena's cunt and continually pushed against her
clitoris from within, sparking powerful blasts and tickles of euphoric
sensations into Lena's numbed hips and livid loins. Her ass trembled and her
thighs shook as she banged her cheeks onto Brian's long cock. The boy was
sweating and sucking at his gut intensely. He gripped Lena's ass and slapped
it, provoking squeals from the British babe. She gyrated her cunt and ass over
his penis, sliding and grinding its shape within her slender pussy as she
coiled and sucked onto his hot member. Brian held onto the tops of her cheeks
and watched with glee as the woman bent her back to flex her body against his
cock, ramming herself onto his cock with powerful slams as he fucked her cunt
in fervent passion.
Once more Tracer's body rumbled at speeds incomprehensible to Brian's vision.
His penis felt a massive surge of heat which was bordering on scalding his
flesh. Lena gritted her teeth and groaned with lust, clenching her toned belly
and the damp pillow below her tits. Lena vanished and reappeared at the side of
the bed. She almost fell off the side onto the carpet, but caught herself. Lena
rested onto one leg and her hip, her body was leaning sideways onto the bed.
The woman put a hand up to her fore-head, her head was banging, but in a
pleasant way. Her cheeks, breasts and pelvis were blushing from the blood flow,
and she tried to calm herself down.
"Stop doing that Lena!" Brian selfishly complained. He grabbed her bare leg and
pulled it up to his shoulder, pushing her thigh onto his left pectoral muscle
and the bend of her knee onto his shoulder. He held her leg there by the knee,
pulling it so that he could see her stretched cunt below him.
This exotic position ensured that Lena would be able to twist her body so she
could look at Brian's face as he penetrated her. She was also leaning onto her
folded arms and breasts as her flexible leg was pulled up to Brian's body. The
boy held his penis and moved its tip to her pussy once more. With a tender
shove he bucked into Lena's vagina and felt her tighten onto his thick penis as
it drove forwards within her cunt. Quickly he dominated her pussy, inch by inch
as he blitzed her tight cunt with his stiff rod and filled out her pussy. Lena
grunted aloud, sounding as if she was in pain when she was penetrated. It felt
as if Brian had rammed his lengthy member deep enough within her cunt that his
crown had reached her stomach.
Lena humped sideways back onto his penis as Brian held her shapely leg close to
his torso and fucked her cunt with his own rhythm. Brian could feel his penis
swell up and his testicles tighten as his continued to thrust and pull at
Lena's pussy. He focused his breathing and ignored his aching gut as he panted
like a horse, sweating and flexing with fervent passion. Lena's foot wagged in
the air behind his back, and her entire body moved back and forth as she was
fucked. Her buttocks quaked as her cunt was smashed, poked, and scrubbed by
Brian's long cock. He moved one of his hands to her breasts and held it like a
handle, squeezing the fleshy mound as he fucked Lena with passionate power. His
soft touch on her sensitive, erect nipples forced tingles of pleasure to well
up in her tits and drown her chest in euphoria. Brian's testicles continued to
grind back and forth onto Lena's cunt as his cock buried itself to the hilt
within her again and again. His veined shaft twisted and flexed within the
woman's cunt as she stroked his cock with her inner walls, wringing his meaty
dick of his seminal fluids. Eventually, the pleasure was too great.
"I-I'm coming! Oh fuck Tracer, oh shit take it Lena take it!" Brian grunted.
His shoulders relaxed and he craned his head downwards. Brian clenched his gut
and pushed his sperm out of his flexing penis, feeling the eruption of his
adolescent seed travel through his long penis and fire out from his urethra
with a speedy force. The muscles of his shoulders, chest, and abdomen rippled
as he clenched his buttocks and came.
Tracer's watery eyes narrowed as she felt her insides being creampie'd. The
teenager's warm ejaculate sprang out from his fat, squishy and polished crown
in rope-like spurts. Sperm shot into her uterus, puddling up in her womb as
more jets of his cum exited from his cock and stuck onto her bumpy inner walls
in sticky globs and strings. Brian groaned and pushed as hard up into her tight
pussy as he could for several seconds, moaning as he came with incredible
ferocity. His shaft was stretching Lena's cunt quite wide, and his testicles
were touching the skin of her inner thighs as he pumped his pelvis back and
forth onto her lips. Lena held onto the bedspread with both hands, and groaned
in ardent lust along with the trembling boy as he came into her. The intimate
delivery of his seed into her precious cunt was so hot and erotic to the woman.
Both of their heads sprang up as they mashed their nether regions together into
a sticky, overflowing mortar and pestle. Eventually Brian expended his five or
so loads of cum and pulled his penis out of Lena's defiled, flooded pussy. His
sperm bubbled at her lips and trickled out from the dark recesses of Lena's
cunt in milky white streams.
Brian panted and laid onto his bed, leaning onto his back as he stretched
himself out and felt exhaustion overwhelm his body. Lena's neck had given out
and she was resting her body in a side-ways position. Her heart-shaped rump was
flushed with red color due to the spanking and groping Brian had done earlier.
From between her legs was a stream of syrupy, semi-transparent sperm that
smelled strong and musky. It dribbled down to her muscular thighs, leaving a
glistening trail onto her sweaty skin. Brian's testicles relaxed themselves as
his diaphragm also calmed to a slow.
The two partners caught their breath and relaxed on Brian's bed, trying to
maintain a comfortable position on the narrow space available to both of them.
Lena placed her fingers to her labia lips and spread them wide, recovering from
her own sexual gratification. This entire event was a gift for the boy, and he
had come close to actually driving her to an orgasm.
"U-um, Lena?" Brian hesitated to call. The woman raised her head and turned it
over to face the boy. His legs were spread apart, and standing between her
vision of Brian's face was his stiff, erect penis. It appeared to be frothy
from the time it spent inside of Lena's cunt, and was rigid in posture. Brian's
penis was fat and long, yet had an elegant curve in regards to his shaft and
the angle of his round crown. The penis hung back towards the boy's belly,
standing quite the distance away from his pelvis. His big, loose and bald
testicles sank down in between his hairless thighs. When Lena caught sight of
his cock, she lightly chuckled and gave him a look of half-disbelief and half-
surprise.
Lena turned her body over onto her chest, her legs were swinging up in the air
as she flattened her plush breasts onto the bedspread and stared at Brian's
cock. The bedspread was damp with sweat and cum, but Lena didn't mind the cool
moisture,
"This time, how about you lick me?" Brian embarrassingly suggested, refusing to
make eye-contact with the woman until the last moment. Her warm look alleviated
his worries. Lena coyly smirked to the boy and slid herself forwards towards
his penis.
"You what, love? Yeh want me to suck your willy? With my silky, warm mouth?"
Lena whispered, moving her lips as close as she could to Brian's livid head
without actually touching it. Her lips were a nice shade of light pink, and her
white teeth were displayed with a cheerful smile as she moved her mouth around
the top of Brian's wet, smelly crown. Lena slid her pink, slippery tongue over
her open lips and the sides of her mouth in a sexual manner to arouse Brian
even further. The boy's heart-beat was racing as he felt his cock twitch in
anticipation. He held onto the bedspread below him as Lena hovered her upper
body over his cock. She stretched her belly and curved her legs so that one
knee could be bent while her other leg was splayed straight out behind her
glob-like, firm cheeks.
Tracer laid her tongue out of her mouth and onto her lower lip, displaying as
many of her tastebuds as she could on the surface of her hot tongue. The woman
opened her jaws wide and brought her mouth to the tip of Brian's cock. Her
beautiful eyes stared up at his face, locked onto his blue irises as her mouth
descended down onto his crown with a steady descent. Brian groaned when he felt
Lena's warm breath shoot out from her mouth and onto his moist cap. Lena placed
one arm under her chest and moved her fingers to his testicles while the other
hand supported her upper body. Lena's neck stretched as she further spread her
jaws and slid Brian's shaft onto her tongue, moving it to her throat. The boy
shivered and swayed his hips, clenching his fists as the woman's hot and
velvety soft tongue planted itself onto the underbelly of his salty, wet meat.
Lena placed her right hand onto the lower portion of the boy's cock, holding
his thick shaft steady as she coped to fit his cock's hot, hearty upper portion
within her mouth. She gently gripped onto his veined rod and stroked it back
and forth as her tongue slowly rubbed and licked the bottom and sides of his
penis. Her lips closed down onto his bitter, slick crown and sucked onto the
ridges of his huge head before she smothered his squishy cap with the inside of
her hot mouth.
Brian moaned loudly and jerked his hips upwards, struggling to hold on his cum
as the wet pleasure that Lena's mouth provided drowned his loins in sensational
excitement. His sensitive penis tingled intensely with lusty euphoria as Lena's
soft lips slurped and sucked onto his wet, squishy crown as she stroked his
penis. His loose skin moved along with the graceful back and forth motions of
Lena's hand as she masturbated the boy, drooling onto his penis to slide even
more of her slippery tongue over his hot meat, tasting the sperm residue on his
skin and glans. Lena's eyes remained open and chipper as she sucked the boy,
yet they watered from the effort the woman was putting into her oral
performance. Her nostrils began to stretch into thin holes as her jaws
distended more.
She gently moved his cock within her throat with wet gagging sounds, sealing
her lips onto the surface of his wide shaft so she could slide her mouth onto
his cock with easier access. The boy firmly shut his eyes and gritted his
teeth, panting as he felt Lena salivate molten liquid onto his thick penis and
squeeze it with her slimy mouth. Her lips had amazing suction that coursed back
and forth over his penis as she sucked onto him. Her tongue continued to lick
and poke at his bumpy shaft, scraping onto the ridges of his veins and the
sensitive head of his penis.
Lena's cheeks inflated and her chin quivered as she deep-throated the boy,
bobbing her head up and down onto his cock as she constricted it with her silky
mouth. The boy could feel the tip of his hot meat flex as it was squeezed on by
her throat. Lena had to relax herself or else she would suffer oxygen
deprivation. She blew out her cheeks and sent winds of cool pleasure onto the
boy's cock. The woman backed her mouth off of him and pushed his penis to the
side of her mouth, rubbing his cap onto the inside of her cheek. She then
popped his wet crown out of her mouth and sent a cascade of saliva onto the
floor. The fluids spilled out over her lower lips and dribbled onto the
bedspread Brian's cock stood up with stiff pride, it too was leaking plenty of
excess saliva that had been coating his meat.
Lena stroked Brian more, moving her fingers to his testicles. The boy hissed
and groaned, encouraging the woman to suck his scrotum as well. Lena brought
her mouth to the tip of his penis, swirled her tongue around the rounded top of
his crown, and then forced her mouth most of the way down Brian's shaft. She
gagged, but remained strong. The woman used her fingers to pull Brian's
testicles closer to her lower lip, where her hot tongue sprang out and licked
at his scrotum with tender affection. The boy felt a spasm of ecstasy overwhelm
his hips, and he clenched his belly and curled his toes. His ejaculation
struggled to remain within him, but he remained in control and refused to cum.
This resulted in his penis swelling to broad proportions within Lena's tight
mouth, which softly sucked and licked his penis with continued love.
Lena slid her mouth back and exhaled out a slick gag, breathing with feminine
whines as she emitted sounds from her mouthful of penis. She moved her hands
onto Brian's slender thighs and planted them onto his legs. Her fingers sunk
down into his skin and grabbed at his flesh, holding him steady as she rocked
his pelvis with her mouth. His veined cock bulged and contracted as Lena moved
her head back and forth onto his salty penis, slurping at his thick cock as she
gratified the recently deflowered boy with a heavenly oral service.
Lena moved her mouth side to side as she took his cock into her throat, trying
to make the boy feel as much of the inside of her hot mouth as he could with
his rigid penis. The neck to Brian's penis was well saturated with saliva, it
was enough to actually bond to the ridges of his foreskin and the surface of
his glans. Lena sucked onto his head to relax her sore throat from time to
time. She was getting impatient with the boy, he had yet to ejaculate despite
her fantastic performance. The woman decided to slide her tongue back and forth
on the smooth underbelly of his erection as she juggled his loose, hard
testicles within her fingers, pressing onto them with a tender touch.
The tips of her teeth had grazed over the boy's cock from time to time as she
sucked him. Whenever she pulled her lips away from his head to breathe, strands
of saliva and precum that connected her mouth to his cock snapped and fell onto
his cap. Lena continued to tease Brian's nuts, pulling them towards her lower
lip as she stroked him off and brought the weight of her entire head up and
down onto his cock with each movement of her mouth. Her breasts swayed as she
deep-throated the boy, and on multiple occasions did Lena have to switch the
leg she was bending so that she could stay comfortable on the bed-spread. It
was as if Lena was swabbing the inside of her throat with the boy's penis,
emitting more slurping and gagging noises as his cock screwed her mouth.
Lena's fingers stroked Brian's meat so much that he could feel the skin around
the base of his shaft stretch and fold as she masturbated his long cock. Her
fingers only slightly managed to close around onto his penis, which bulged with
pulsing arteries and the buzz of his heart-beat. Lena struggled not to cough
with a wet, whooping release onto the boy's penis as her lips constantly
arrived near the root of his dick. Brian adored when his penis slid out of her
mouth, rubbing along her tongue only to smack her lower lip and rest onto her
sticky chin for a moment, before Lena finished recovering and instantly went
back to slurping onto his penis with delicate suction and lust. Even more weak
grunts escaped from Lena's mouth as Brian cried out with sighs or groans. The
boy's mouth was stuck open in an ajar state of euphoria, assisting in
expressing the look of ardor on his face.
Brian's crown rubbed and tickled the roof of her mouth while the tip of her
tongue rapidly slapped itself onto the fold of loose skin at the bottom of his
shaft. Creamy strings of fluids dribbled down off of Brian's cap and onto her
lips as she brought herself off of his cock and released her mouth from his
penis. Lena started to stroke the boy once more with her slender fingers as she
brought her head underneath his cock and worked onto his testicles. The woman's
eyes daringly stared at Brian, encouraging him to blow as she stroked his penis
and licked at his balls. Brian's cock blocked out a most of the center portion
of Lena's face, only the edges of her eyes and face could be seen as she licked
away at his loose nuts. This provided an extra sense of erotic stimulation to
the boy, who felt as if the sensations of getting his testicles licked without
being able to see the deed was much more erotic than before, especially if the
woman's beautiful eyes stared at him the whole time. His testicles danced on
her tongue as it rolled along them. Her soft lips sucked hard onto his balls
while gentle licks went along the surface and seam of his massive scrotum. Lena
then began blowing him again, this time she squeezed his sack and forced the
skin of his scrotum to stretch as she pushed his testicles against the interior
of their bag.
Finally Brian began to grunt and relax as his several jets of ejaculate were
flung and shot out from his urethra. His release had blasted his mind,
weakening his control as the pleasure overpowered his senses. His gooey loads
of sperm splattered into Lena's mouth and throat in sticky wads and strands.
The woman vigorously stroked the boy, wringing his sperm out of his crown with
her inward lips as her tongue scraped and slobbered at the underside of his
glans. Brian cursed and bucked his hips as his cock spewed lines and sprays of
his teenage cum. He could feel his cock spurt with each flex, he felt the push
of his seed shoot through his cock and into the hot mouth of the older woman.
White goo spilled out of her mouth and onto his head, falling onto the skin of
his shaft where Lena's tongue slithered onto his penis and licked away at his
cum. The woman's lips bubbled with saliva and sperm as she drooled immense
accumulations of warm, frothy fluids down onto the boy's hot dick. His sperm
landed onto her gums and tongue, and clung onto her teeth as she sucked the
boy's cock. The sides of Brian's face had gone numb for a moment as his quaking
pelvis jumped up at Lena's mouth. Everything was just too explosive and
obscene, and his senses were being fried with incredible waves of pleasure.
Lena found the taste of his healthy sperm to be mildly unpleasant, but not
inedible. She swallowed the boy's ejaculate down and cleaned her mouth and chin
with her hands, sucking Brian's cum off of her digits with a tentative and
casual speed. The residue was sticky. Meanwhile, Brian had fainted from the
immense relief that his explosion of cum had provided, especially since Lena
had been so masterful in sucking and stroking his cock during the entire
release. The woman smiled and moved herself up to the boy, hugging his body
close to hers. Her breasts and hips pressed onto his smaller figure as she
relaxed next to him, adoring how his soft breathing rumbled his body against
her own mature figure. Lena stared at the sleeping boy with great affection,
and kissed him softly on the lips. That taste of dry cum on his mouth would
surely be a rude surprise for the young man when he awoke.
Lena stood from the bed and decided to use the shower. The bathroom was fully
equipped and loaded out, as expected of a wealthy family's household. After
washing up and cleaning her mouth, Lena slipped her now dry body back into her
outfit. She had pulled the covers over Brian's naked body beforehand. Lena
chuckled to herself, blushing slightly as she observed the boy now turned in
his sleep, with his body curled up under the sheets. His open mouth breathed
lightly, and the woman seated herself next to him on the bed. She patted his
bare back and caressed his neck, coming down to kiss the boy on his cheek. The
harness was now attached onto her body, along with her gauntlets. Lena
holstered her weapons onto her thighs and exited the room, teleporting
downstairs and then out the door to the porch. Evening was coming, but it was
the time of the day where the sky appeared pink and violet as the gorgeous
sunset appeared in the horizon.
"Take care of yourself, love. The world could always use more heroes." Lena
remarked, turning away from the house. She took out her smart-phone and read
the newest report of trouble in the city. Her duty as a hero was shrouded with
uncertainty, but Lena was prepared to dive right into the action. Maybe she'd
even come back for a visit and check up on Brian. Maybe.
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