End
Billy, literally, could not see straight. Removing his glasses and pinching the bridge of his nose, he pushed away from his garage-lab computer.
_This is becoming ridiculous,_ he sighed. His problem? Elevated levels of testosterone beyond the norm for adolescent males of his age brought about by exposure to the powers of the Morphin' Grid. His teammates had dubbed the phenomenon as 'power tripping' or 'hormone-spike.' In short, to paraphrase Zack, he was a super horny superhero, and there was only one known remedy--to Billy's chagrin: sex.
Self-consciously, Billy ran a hand over the burgeoning erection under his overalls and was both delighted and dismayed at the fiery sensations coursing through his body at his own touch.
"Billy?" Hank Cranston called out as he popped his head in the door.
Guiltily, Billy pulled his hand away from his lap--not that his father could see what he was doing from his perspective. The lab table and equipment more than adequately concealed his activity. "Yes, Dad?"
"Don't forget to come up to bed tonight," his father instructed. "I don't think you've slept in your room once this week."
Billy had been spending a lot of time in the lab lately trying to find an alternative release mechanism for the team's hormonal condition, and many a night he had fallen asleep in front of his computer. "I'll be up shortly; I don't envision being able to accomplish much tonight."
"All right. Good night, son," Hank said, closing the door behind him.
Almost as soon as his father was gone, Billy's hand returned to stroking his erection. The thought that he was 'playing with himself' had him blushing to the roots of his hair.
_I can't even masturbate without embarrassing myself; how can I possibly turn to any of the others to assuage my condition?_
Unlike his teammates, Billy had resisted the urge to relieve his tension with one of them. It wasn't from lack of desire so much as it was his discomfort with sexual situations. He just couldn't bring himself to. It was too awkward to approach Jason or Zack, and as for Kim and Trini ... the very thought of even discussing the subject with either of them had his stomach muscles tied in knots. In his present state, he doubted he could even face the girls without humiliating himself; even the most innocent thought regarding the girls brought about almost painful engorgement.
Unable to turn to his friends for surcease, Billy had opted for self-gratification--something he had very rarely indulged in in the past outside of the initial stages of puberty. However, that was proving to be more ineffectual the more he pursued it. The periods between masturbatory sessions had decreased--as had the level of satisfaction.
_Face it, you're going to have to work up the nerve to go to one of the others for help._
He was almost to the point where he could not focus on anything other than sex, and he had been irresponsible in allowing his condition to become so critical. His distraction could jeopardize the efficiency and safety of the team.
Having made his decision, Billy found himself having to draw in several deep breaths to calm his panicked nerves. _This is not the time to be physically ill!_ Now that his course was chosen, the question was, whom should he seek out? He knew whom he'd like to go to .... A warm wave rushed through his body at the thought, bringing a momentary smile to his lips, but it passed as he realized that there was no way he'd ever be able to.... _I guess I _could_ talk to Jason instead, but I have never considered engaging in sexual intercourse with a member of my own gender before._
Suddenly, Billy saw a flash of light and heard the familiar 'whoosh' of displaced air from the teleportation beam.
"Hey, Billy."
"Trini!" he gulped nervously, grabbing for his glasses while trying to conceal the distension in his trousers. "W-what are you doing here?" He found himself with sweaty palms and a dry mouth as he realized that Trini was dressed in naught but a yellow nightgown.
"I know it's late, but I was hoping to find you working in here," she said pleasantly, her smile soft and warm. It made Billy's heart skip a beat. Her flowing raven hair rippled in silky waves as she walked around the counter towards him. Under the lightweight fabric of her garment, her unfettered breasts moved enticingly, and Billy found himself unable to draw his eyes away. The air-conditioned coolness of his lab had Trini's nipples obviously erect and straining against the thin material, and she seemed to take no notice of the effect her presence had on him.
"Billy, we need to talk," she announced somberly. From where Trini stood, the lamplight backlit her, displaying the silhouette of her lithe body through her nightwear. Silently, Billy began reciting every mathematical formula he knew to keep from ejaculating at that moment.
"Wh-what about?" he stammered. It was difficult to concentrate on her words; his anatomy was so hard and his testicles were so full, it actually hurt.
"We're all worried about you," Trini continued, drawing closer. Her proximity raised his body temperature a few degrees. "After you left the Youth Center, the rest of us compared notes on our hormonal problems and discovered that you're the only who hasn't sought out relief."
Billy blushed and stared at the counter top.
"Billy, that's dangerous!" Trini gasped. "Every time we morph, we're flooded with those hyper-stimulated hormones; if you don't do anything to get them out of your system, the pressure is going to continue to build ...."
"I am aware of the consequences of matter under pressure," Billy gulped, fidgeting on his stool. He really didn't want to be here talking to Trini about this; however, so acute was his state of arousal and mortification that he was rendered immobile.
"Then why haven't you come to one of us for help?" she demanded in exasperation. Billy felt himself flinching under her disapproving tone. Her severity with him plainly stemmed from the fact that she was concerned for his well being; that was the only time Trini ever spoke sharply to him. Billy felt her further scrutiny and wished he was anywhere but sitting across from her lest she discover.... "Billy, are you embarrassed about all this?"
He said nothing, but his silence was as damning as any confession to his perceptive teammate.
"There's nothing to be ashamed of; we're all going through the same thing."
"I know. It's just that ... I have a very difficult time ... talking about ...." He felt the crimson coloring scorching his cheeks.
"Sex?"
Billy nodded. "It's always been difficult for me .... I couldn't even face my father for the usual father-son/facts-of-life conversation." Trini cocked an inquiring eyebrow, and Billy added, "I went out and thoroughly researched the topic of ... sex ... just so I could tell my father that I already knew all about it." He gave a wry chuckle at the memory. "I'm not sure if he was more relieved or disappointed."
"Well, you're talking to me about it, aren't you?" Trini queried rhetorically. "Billy, it's perfectly natural to be a little uneasy about sex at our age, just as it's perfectly natural to be curious about it, too."
"Well, I have satisfied my academic curiosity, and I am more than 'a little uneasy,'" he said curtly. _I'm terrified,_ he admitted privately.
"It's okay, Billy, really. I didn't mean to upset you," Trini apologized. "I told Jason that maybe he should be the one to come, but you always seemed to be able to talk to me."
Billy felt badly for lashing out at her. "I didn't mean to snap."
Trini rested a hand on his shoulder comfortingly. "I know, but no matter how uncomfortable you are about this, you're going to have to do something about your condition. We don't know what'll happen if you don't get relief, but I really believe you'll make yourself seriously ill."
"I will, Trini. It's just so difficult ... maybe it wouldn't be so bad if ...."
"If what?"
Maybe it was the fact that he always did seem to be able to talk with Trini or maybe he was simply too far gone to care any longer, but oddly enough, Billy found himself answering. "I'm still a virgin," he confessed, unable to look at her. "I've never even kissed a girl before. For all my abstract knowledge, I have no idea what to do!"
"Want to know something? Until we got our powers and this side effect arose, we all were virgins," she confided.
"Really? Even Jason and Zack?"
Trini nodded. "Jason's first time was with me at Lover's Lane. When Kim hit her first major spike, she was alone with me, and I think something similar happened with Zack and Jason. None of us really knew what to do our first times, either; granted, Jason and I had some idea, but Kim and I ... we had no clue. Just like with our battle skills, the morphing power compensated for our ignorance and filled in the gaps. You won't need to worry about your performance."
A tidal wave of relief crashed over Billy, his shoulders slumping with exhaustion as Trini's words removed much of his burden. "You have no idea ...." he began, chuckling, almost giddy. To know he was on even footing with Jason and the others....
"So, who would you like to be your first lover?" Trini asked abruptly, bringing him up short. She smiled at his startled expression. "Someone has to be first. Just remember, we've all been through this. No one is going to think any less of you for choosing one gender over the other, or feel slighted for not being chosen. Right now, the important thing is getting your hormone levels back to normal. Should I call Kim or Jason or ... ?"
Billy didn't even need to think about it. However, his throat seemed to close up, making it hard for him to get the words out.
"Actually," he gulped, "I was hoping ... I mean ... I've always wanted you to be my first." In the silence that followed, Billy found himself looking everywhere but at Trini. Then, he felt a finger under his chin, tilting his head up until he found himself getting lost in the dark pools of Trini's shining eyes.
"Really?" she asked, seemingly out of breath. Billy blushed and nodded helplessly. "That's so sweet, Billy; thank you." Then, to his astonishment, Trini draped her arms around his neck and drew closer, leaning forward until their foreheads touched. "I never knew you felt that way."
"Well ... I ...."
"Can I tell you something? If I'd known how you felt sooner, I would have asked Jason to wait. I'd have been honored to have shared my first time with you," Trini confessed, and before Billy could comment further, she pressed her lips to his.
It was just a simple meeting of the mouths, lips brushing with the utmost delicate pressure, and yet Billy felt as if his higher brain functions were shutting down just as every nerve ending in his body quickened with unexpected life.
Trini pulled back slightly, meeting his look of pure astonishment with a kind smile. "How was that?"
"Morphinominal," he sighed breathlessly.
"Why don't you try it now," she suggested, and Billy felt mindless panic grip him; however, his teammate's smiled encouraged. "Please, Billy? I'd like you to kiss me."
Before Billy could even think about it, he leaned in close again and pressed his lips to Trini's. He was afraid to touch her in case she could detect his trembling, and yet, once contact had been achieved--however slight--it was as if time had stood still and all other concerns ceased to matter. As their mouths lingered, Trini reached around, hugging him, pulling him closer. His arms reciprocated, and Billy's senses went into overload as they registered the sweet proximity of Trini's body to his own. He was actually holding her ... kissing her ... !
With this realization, something seemed to snap inside Billy. It was as if a dam had broken, and an unstoppable torrent of emotions and sensations flooded his hormone-saturated body. His hold on Trini became more fierce; the pressure of his lips became harder. Trini gasped, and as her petal-soft lips parted, Billy thrust his tongue into her mouth, overwhelmed by his desperation to have her.
As his tongue plundered deep, his hands began moving over her body, and he was absently aware that hers were moving across his as well. He caught a handful of her nightgown and began bunching it up until he had uncovered her sleek posterior.
"Oh, Billy!" Trini moaned, gasping for air as he slid his hand over her cheeks leisurely.
"What am I doing?" he gulped, hastily removing his hands from her bottom and releasing her pajamas. "I'm sorry, Trini, I shouldn't have ...."
"It's okay," she assured him. "I want you to take my nightgown off."
"You do?"
"Uh huh."
Timidly, he reached for her garment. Trini's face beamed with warmth as her hemline rose. Billy's mouth was dry and his overwrought phallus throbbed and ached as he fully uncovered her panties and revealed her abdomen to his anxious gaze. He almost stopped breathing as the gauzy yellow material climbed higher, baring her breasts in all their petite perfection. So mesmerized was Billy by the sight of the small brown nipples taut with Trini's arousal that he never even realized that he'd pulled the nightdress over Trini's head and tossed it aside.
Words failed him as he looked on her almost nude form. If she had totally divested herself of her clothing, he probably would have fainted from the sheer excitement of seeing her in all her natural glory. He drank deeply of the sight of her willowy body with its gentle curves, and when he raised his eyes to hers, he could only hope she might read in his all the emotions he suddenly had no words to express.
Trini seemed to understand, for she said nothing either. She merely reached for the hand hanging limply at his side and placed it on one of her soft swells. Her sigh of contentment had the blood roaring in his ears.
"Amazing," he murmured, truly in awe as he explored the dichotomies of her enticing breast--so incredibly soft, and yet her stiffened nub bored as insistently against his palm as his erection strained against its confines. An expression of wonder lit his face as his fingers manipulated her nipple into a state of excitement that left Trini shaking and moaning.
"Oh, you have just the right touch," Trini purred.
"I do?"
"Delicate yet exacting, inquisitive but knowing ... and the look on your face--such delight! It's the way you look whenever you make an unexpected-but-pleasantly-surprising discovery."
"That's because I have made one," he admitted sheepishly, "the most amazing discovery in the world."
Trini blushed. "So, do I get to explore, too?" she queried, and Billy found himself reduced to a bundle of nerves again as Trini's fingers unfastened the straps of his overalls. "I've always wondered what you looked like under these," she confessed as she untucked his blue tee and pulled it up over his head.
Billy held his breath, waiting to hear her laughter at his skinny, pale frame and the fact that he had little to no chest hair (the fact that Jason was smooth-chested notwithstanding). However, Trini emitted a pleased purr as she glossed her hands over his shoulders, arms and torso.
"I can tell you've been working out with Jason and Zack," Trini said.
"You can?"
"Uh huh. I can feel the promising ripple of muscle," she informed him. Her second hand joined her first in smoothing down his developing pectorals. "Mmm, one of these days, Billy, you'll be as buff as Jason."
"I sincerely doubt I'll achieve that degree of fitness, but thank you."
Trini's fingers lazily stroked his tiny nipples, and suddenly Billy felt as if his entire being were on fire. Never had he experienced anything so intensely pleasurable in his life.
"Aahhh," he rasped, his body trembling as Trini's fingers concentrated on tracing little circles on each hardened nub.
"What is it?"
"I don't ... I don't know ... never felt it before ...." His knees buckled and he stumbled back against his stool. If she touched him like that again, he was liable to ejaculate!
"I'm only playing with your nipples--they're so cute!" Trini said brightly. The slightest flick of her finger caused Billy to moan with an almost primal intensity. "You know, I think your nipples are as sensitive as Kimberly's. Did you know you can almost make her come just by playing with her breasts?"
"N-no," he gulped.
Mercifully, Trini's hands left his abdomen, wandering down to where the bib of his overalls hung loose about his waist. One hand slid to where his painful erection distended his trousers. Her fingers seemed to explore the length and hardness of his bulge through the denim. Trini's eyes widened in surprise and delight.
"What do you have in here?" she wondered, eagerly tugging at the buttons holding his pants closed at the sides. Billy didn't know whether to stop her or help her. The thought of being unclothed before her was terrifying, but he wanted nothing more in the whole wide world at that moment.
"Why William Cranston ... !" Trini gasped as she eased his pants and white cotton briefs down his hips. His erection sprang toward her anxiously. "Oh. My. God."
Most men would have been enthralled to be endowed with such proportions, but Billy had always been self-conscious about his size. In length, he was slightly above average, but in girth .... However, his concerns melted away in the face of his teammate's awestruck gaze and hungry smile.
"Oohh, Billy ...." she cooed, reaching out to caress his feverishly hot organ with feathery delicacy. That simple touch was too much for Billy's over-stimulated system. Scarcely had Trini made a second pass with her hand when his testicles pulled up tight then released their contents all over Trini's hand.
As ecstatic as Billy felt at achieving some measure of relief, he was equally mortified to have ejaculated so quickly. He would have liked to have slunk off to some dark corner and hid, but Trini continued to gently stroke his penis.
"Don't be embarrassed, Billy," she assured him. "Actually, you lasted far longer than I expected."
"You anticipated me prematurely ejaculating?" he stammered.
"Yes. I have a pretty good idea of how far gone you are. I expected you to come when you first saw me naked!" she admitted with a gentle laugh.
"I nearly did," he confessed, hanging his head.
"Don't worry, Billy; we're nowhere near being done."
"We're not?"
"Do you honestly think that once will be enough to take care of your backlog of hormones?" she asked, and Billy was forced to concede her point. "We'll do this as many times as you need, and then, if you're still up for it, we'll do it at many times as you want."
Billy's eyes widened at her offer.
"How about we get you back up to full stream," Trini suggested. Then, to Billy's further surprise, she dropped to her knees in front of him. He knew what was coming, but the abstract knowledge in no way prepared him for the reality of her mouth enveloping his phallus.
Billy's grip tightened on the edge of the stool as his organ spread Trini's mouth wide and slowly disappeared inside. For a moment, he couldn't take his eyes off the sight of her lips wrapped around him. Her eyes fluttered closed as she pulled him all the way out, and an expression of blissful satisfaction lit her sweet face as her tongue bathed his pulsing organ with relish.
"That feels absolutely incredible," he moaned, his head canting back and his eyes closing under the heady onslaught against his manhood. "Your mouth is fantastic!"
"If you think I'm good, just wait until Kim's blown you. She has an awesome mouth--just ask Jason and Zack."
The thought had the blood surging straight for Billy's groin.
"Is there anything special you'd like me to do for you?" Trini queried, swirling her tongue around the velvety smooth tip of his glans.
"Would you ... touch my ...." Testicles came to mind, but as Trini's fingertips brushed the tender sac, he eeped out, "... balls?"
While her fingers danced across the ridged flesh, her tongue continued caressing his shaft, and Billy found himself lost in a state of euphoria that was indescribable. When Trini's mouth closed over him again, he found his hips pumping forward, driving his anxious anatomy deeper into her enticingly warm, wet orifice. He felt his muscles coiling anew as his body moved with a rhythm born of instinct.
_I don't believe it! I'm ... fucking ... her mouth!_
Even in the privacy of his mind, he felt uncomfortable about using the vulgar term, but no other word fit so well.
Suddenly, there was an absence of sensation as Trini removed her mouth. Chagrined, Billy wondered what he'd done wrong; he started to stammer out an apology, but Trini's tongue abruptly thrust into his mouth silenced him. Hungrily, he twined his tongue around hers, pulling her to him and holding her tight with desperate strength.
Trini scrambled onto his lap, straddling his healthy erection and wrapping her legs around his waist.
"I think you're ready now," she murmured throatily as they broke for air. She ground her hips into his groin for emphasis.
"Is there anything I should do for you first?" Billy wondered.
"Oh, it never hurts to make sure your partner is well lubricated with her own juices," Trini mused with a tigerish grin.
Billy returned it with a bashful one of his own. "Maybe we should go someplace where we can be more comfortable?"
"Let's stay here," she answered. "After all, this is where you're the most comfortable--the happiest, isn't it?" She smiled mischievously as she lightly tapped the tip of his nose. "Haven't you ever fantasized about laying me or Kim out on your table here and ...."
"Only every time I masturbate," he mumbled, more to himself than to his partner; however, Trini had heard him.
"So what are you waiting for?"
With surprising ease, Billy lifted Trini off his lap and set her on the edge of the cool counter. With a reckless sweep of his arm that had his equipment crashing to the floor, he cleared a space for her.
"Do you need these?" Trini asked, removing his glasses.
"I can see you perfectly," he assured her.
Trini leaned back, her arms supporting her upper body. As her head fell back, she tossed her hair out of her face. She looked so sexy and carefree .... Billy placed his hands on her knees as if to spread her open, but Trini pressed them closed.
"My panties," she whispered huskily.
With trembling fingers, Billy eased the undergarment over Trini's hips and buttocks, down her thighs and legs. He had difficulty swallowing, and his heart thudded loudly in his chest as she at last opened herself to him.
"Incredible," he sighed, feeling a bit light headed as he drank in the sight of her from her glossy tresses to the profusion of dark curls at the apex of her thighs.
"Maybe you should stay seated," she recommended merrily, noticing that Billy was swaying slightly.
Billy hardly knew where to begin and found himself appreciating Trini's abundant supply of patience. Irresistibly, his eyes were drawn to her gently swelling breasts. The small brown nipples, erect with Trini's arousal, beckoned enticingly. He reached out a timid hand for a caress. Trini sighed as he filled his palm with her pliant mound. His fingertips traced the circumference of her areola, and he delighted in the fact that his touch caused her nipple to draw even tauter.
"Could I ... ?" he began diffidently, but his courage was growing with each passing moment. Before Trini could answer, Billy succumbed to the lure of her perky, uplifted globes and lowered his mouth to her breast.
"Mm, yes!" Trini gasped.
Billy raised his eyes to take in her glowing countenance then resumed suckling, his tongue probing at the hardened center of her mound, his teeth lightly grazing the sensitive flesh. Trini's hand cradled the back of his head, pressing him deeper into her bosom. Then, he shifted to the other quivering swell, and his teammate gasped anew as the warmth and wetness of his mouth enveloped her.
Billy had always prided himself on his thoroughness in his scientific pursuits; apparently that same care applied to his amorous ones as well. He was content to pleasure Trini's ripe and ready breasts; however, her growing need had her forcing his mouth away, urging him lower. Billy accepted her direction and slowly kissed his way down her firm abdomen until her pubic curls tickled his chin.
Enthralled with the heady sensation of pleasuring his partner, Billy cupped her mons gently, rubbing lightly. He raked his fingers through her dark curls then explored lower, stroking a questing digit over her swollen labia majora. The whole of her vulva glistened with her vaginal fluid. He parted the flesh, revealing the labia minora and the opening to her vagina. His fingers traced the folds until they met at the apex where he eased back the hood of skin to reveal the glans of her clitoris. Recalling his reading, Billy slipped a finger into Trini's vagina to coat it with her natural lubrication, then he lightly massaged the small, swollen organ. Trini nearly leaped off the counter at his touch.
"Did I do something wrong?" he wondered.
"No, you're doing fine," she assured him breathlessly. "Do you like it?"
"I've never seen anything like your genitalia," Billy answered.
Trini giggled. "I meant what we're doing."
"Oh."
"Billy, can you say 'pussy'?" she asked suddenly.
"P-pussy," he gulped out, feeling bolder for having used the term.
"Do you like my pussy?"
"Affirmative."
"Good, now stop treating it like one of your experiments and eat it already!"
Trini's flushed complexion and ragged breathing finally registered with Billy, making him realize that his explorations had succeeded in rousing her passions to the point where her need outstripped her normal reserve. Already she was guiding his head between her widespread legs. The unique scent of her arousal impacted hard on his olfactory senses, but that was swiftly lost to the oral sensations as tongue met pussy, and Billy was carried away by Trini's tangy flavor. Yet, even more powerful than either of those, was the aural stimulation--the sounds of her moans--as his tongue traced her anatomy as thoroughly as his fingers had.
With infinite patience, Billy lapped at Trini's moist womanhood. As his tongue explored her most private depths, Trini squirmed about fiercely, nearly dislodging him, and he was forced to dig his fingers deep into the flesh of her posterior in order to keep from losing contact with her sex. She draped her legs over his shoulders, using her heels to drive him deeper into the flesh between her thighs. Having discerned that Trini derived the most enjoyment from his tongue on the head of her clitoris, Billy concentrated his efforts there and was rewarded with deeper, more emphatic moans and more enthusiastic thrusts of her hips against his face.
"Oh god! Oh god!" Trini moaned, her cries rising in pitch and volume. Her fingers closed into a fist in his hair, and her legs pressed closer together around his head. He felt her body go taut, and for a heartbeat, she was supernally calm and still. Then, her orgasm exploded within her. Trini was all movement and sound (Billy had never heard her vocalize in such a manner before!) as she rode out her pleasure, a fresh flow of thick fluid flooding Billy's mouth.
At last the ecstatic spasm passed, and Trini relaxed her vice-like grip on him, Billy raised up to watch her recover from her climax--amazed to see her trembling limbs and heaving chest, and never had he seen such blissful exhaustion/satisfaction on her face.
"Oh my, Billy, that was soooo wonderful!" Trini murmured appreciatively, and Billy felt his chest swelling with pride.
"I d-don't believe it. I just made you ... come!" he stammered, sampling the vernacular and strangely finding it to his liking.
"Care to join me up here?" Trini invited, scooting over to make room. Billy eagerly clamber up next to her, displacing even more of his scientific paraphernalia. It didn't even register when a series of beakers went crashing to the floor, glass shattering everywhere.
"Ready for more?" Trini reached down to stroke Billy's erection, which was somewhat diminished. She smiled into his eyes. "Would you mind doing something for me?" she wondered.
At that moment, she could have asked him to sodomize Jason and Zack, and he'd have done it without a qualm!
"Would you touch yourself for me?" she requested shyly, and Billy found her sudden display of reticence amusing.
"Would you do the same?" he inquired, surprising himself even more with his request than with the fact that his hand was already around his penis and easily stroking up and down. He noted Trini's gaze was riveted to his groin; even so, she slipped a hand between her legs, mesmerizing him as her fingers glided over her glistening flesh.
"Incredible," Billy sighed, but whether he was referring to Trini in general or the fact that the two of them were masturbating for each other he couldn't have said.
Finally, Trini opened her arms to him, and he filled her embrace enthusiastically, savoring the feel of her lithe, athletic body pressed against his own. This time, he initiated the kiss, and his hands moved of their own volition across her silky skin. He felt his organ throbbing eagerly between their bodies, and suddenly, a thought occurred to him.
"What about protection? I--um--don't have a condom or anything ...."
"You can't use one; it doesn't work right if you do," Trini said. "Jason and Kim used one once, and they got no more relief than if they'd masturbated."
"But what about the possibility of pregnancy?"
"I've run a few scans on Kimberly and myself--I'd like you to double check them sometime--and I think that something in the power prevents conception." Her smile became dazzling. "But it was sweet of you to be concerned."
Her words brought the flush back to his cheeks.
For a moment, it was as if time had stopped; the two were lost in each other's gaze. Then, desire rose within them, overwhelming them, and they came together in a ravenous kiss as their passions broke free of all restraint.
"Trini, I've dreamed of fucking you so many times ...." Billy confessed hoarsely, abruptly finding more proper terminology pretentious.
"Mm, I like hearing you talk like that. Tell me you want to fuck me again," Trini urged with seductive playfulness.
"I want to fuck you. I want to bury my cock so deep inside you ...." The words died on his lips as Trini guided his ample prick to her waiting pussy.
"I can't take it anymore, Billy. Do it!" she growled. "I want it hard, and I want it now!"
And Billy obliged, pumping his hips forward with zest. Trini's tight but well-lubed cunt wrapped itself around him as he plunged home. Both Rangers cried out with the sudden jolt of pleasure that quaked their bodies. Billy's supporting arms nearly gave out as the walls of Trini's pussy gripped him tightly.
"Oh my god!" he rasped, holding perfectly still, relishing the sensations bombarding mind and body. Trini, understanding, allowed him the moment--but it was just a moment, for her need was as great as his own.
"Come on and fuck me!" she gritted out with abandon, working her hips against his deeply sheathed tool in a fury of lust. Trusting his instincts as never before, Billy pulled almost all the way out then impaled her sex yet again.
"YES!"
Soon, the two were pounding together frenetically. Completely lost in the throes of wanton desire, they writhed wildly about the counter, knocking equipment every which-a-way. Billy didn't care. All that mattered was driving his cock into the sleek cunt of the woman bucking underneath him. His only concern was to make her moan with the same pleasure she was giving him.
Their cries of joy became inarticulate grunts, but those primal resonances more eloquently conveyed the passions gripping them than all the words in Billy's thesaurus.
"Harder!" Trini forced out in a lucid moment. "I don't know what you're hitting, but ... ohhh, just keep doing it!"
Trini's moans escalated as Billy fucked her furiously. His groans mingled with hers until they were vocalizing in unison.
Billy felt all rational thought melting away under the fiery onslaught. The friction of his pistoning dick and the boiling in his balls became the center of his universe, and he felt the pending explosion coming hard and fast.
"Trini, I'm ... c-coming ... !"
"Don't stop ... !"
With a shout that left his throat raw, Billy slammed home a final time, shooting his come deep inside her.
"Don't stop ...." Trini panted. "Fuck me, Billy ... make me come ... PLEASE!"
He had no intention of doing anything else.
"Oh ... yes ... oh, Billy ... YES!"
"Billy, are you okay? I thought I heard glass breaking and screams, and ...." Mr. Cranston began, opening the door to the lab just as Trini hit her climax. "... oh my ...."
"Dad!" Billy squeaked out as Trini came hard beneath him. In spite of the interruption, he continued to pound his hips against hers.
"We'll ... discuss this later," Hank gulped and hastily retreated.
All thoughts of his father fled as Trini flung her arms around him, holding him tightly as her tremors faded. When she finally released him, Billy noted with some concern that her cheeks were wet with tears.
"Are you all right? I didn't hurt you, did I?" he asked anxiously.
"No," she assured him, cupping his face with her hand. "I've just never come that hard before." Her smile brightened as Billy awkwardly attempted to wipe her tears away. "Billy, you were absolutely wonderful!"
"You were pretty amazing yourself," he said, blushing at the compliment.
"That was one wild ride! I've never been so exhausted after having sex!" Trini declared with a forceful exhalation.
"Oh," Billy murmured, disappointed. Already he felt new life stirring in his hardly-appeased loins.
"But I'm not so tired that I couldn't do it again," she added mischievously. "You still have a lot more hormones to get out of your system."
"Thanks, Trini," he said gratefully, dusting the bangs out of her eyes. Trini leaned up and brushed her lips against his cheek. When he flushed self-consciously, Trini laughed.
As the two cuddled together, gathering their strength, Trini asked, "Was it my imagination, or did your father walk in on us?"
"He heard the commotion we were making and came to investigate," Billy confirmed sheepishly.
"I'm so sorry, Billy; I hope you're not going to be in too much trouble."
"I think it will be all right," he sighed. "I strongly suspect that my father will be quite relieved to have to give me a lecture on sexual responsibility."
This time, they both laughed.
"I guess you can't get into any more trouble than you already are," Trini commented after a moment. "Feel like continuing?"
"Affirmative!"
"Why don't I show you one of Jason's favorite positions."
"First, why don't I go lock the door."