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Trini gazed across the Oliver's kitchen table, watching her study-buddy practically fidget with agitation. Coaching Tommy for the upcoming killer Algebra test wasn't going well, and Tommy was getting frustrated at himself over his lack of progress.
"I wish we could go outside and do a few katas, or some of the tai chi you were teaching me," Tommy sighed, resting his chin on his hand as he stared forlornly out the kitchen window at the grey drizzle. "It would sure help me focus."
"Why don't you two go down to the basement," Mrs. Oliver suggested over her shoulder, stirring one of the many pots on the stove. "That's what we set it up for, after all."
"Why didn't I think of that?" Tommy exclaimed. He turned his hopeful, questioning gaze on Trini. "You game?"
"Sure," she replied, marking her place in the math book with her pencil as she closed it. They set their schoolwork aside and headed for Tommy's 'private gym.'
As the tall teen opened the door for his friend and they prepared to descend, an added comment from the dinner preparation area gave them a moment's pause.
"Just be sure to shut the door," his mother called out. "All that 'ki-ya!' shouting gets kind of annoying."
They had barely begun their warm-up stretches when the Yellow Ranger suddenly had an insight.
"Power Hormones starting to give you trouble, aren't they," she said; it wasn't really a question. Before Tommy could do more than nod, she confessed, "Me too." Then she added, smiling seductively, "I have a better way to work on tension than katas."
Tommy didn't even have time to reply; Trini kissed him hard and stripped him fast. Once they were both totally nude, she pushed him to the mats and straddled his body, one leg on either side of his hips. Gazing down at him, she licked her lips.
"Look at my nipples," she directed, as she began to pinch them with her fingers. "They're so hard." She tugged the turgid peaks as her voice warmed to her favorite subject. "Just like your big, long dick."
Tommy moaned appreciatively and fondled her soft, petite breasts as she slowly, sensually, slid her hands down her chest, across her flat belly, then on to her groin. She held herself up on her knees, slightly above him, and began to rub her dampening sex.
"Oooooh, my pussy is so hot," she whispered as she fingered herself for him. "So wet." Looking down at the erection below her, she purred. "Your prick is so long, so hard, so hot! I'm going to sit down on that big, hard meat of yours so that it slides way up deep into my wet, hot cunt!"
She groaned erotically as she lowered herself, positioning so that his satin-skinned glans rested gently against her tingling little pearl. She put one hand on the floor next to Tommy's hip and wrapped his organ in her free hand. That put her close enough for Tommy to sit up on his elbows and suck on her nipples. He tongued the stiffened buds, nursed on them, nipped ever so slightly.
Gazing down at her partner, Trini began to rub the head of his tool forward and back along the length of her slit. "What a hot prick," she moaned. "I love getting your head all wet with my pussy juice --it slides soooo goooooood."
Tommy moaned helplessly in delight around his mouthful of tit.
"Oh, yeah," she purred. "You love the way I make your cockhead feel. I can feel all of your long, hard prick throbbing in my hand."
His answering groan was accompanied by an uncontrollable buck of his pelvis. She smiled almost wickedly to herself as inspiration sprang to mind.
"Ohhhh, you're so impatient," Trini chided. "Why don't we try something a little different, shall we? Put your hands behind your head." He looked up at her appraisingly as he reclined, slid his laced fingers under his head and settled back. "Now leave them there," she admonished.
She resumed sliding the head of his cock back and forth along her pussy teasingly. Tommy gave an inarticulate grunt and jerked his hips again. Trini shifted so that his tip was right at her opening, ready for her to slide it inside.
She moaned, then continued her erotic litany. "You want me to sit on it now? You want me to let you slide that hard dick of yours up into my sweet, warm, wet cunt?"
Tommy groaned loudly and jerked his hips up, but she just raised herself a little, preventing penetration.
"I wanna hear you ask for it," she growled.
"I want to be inside you," he begged. "Please! Let me slide my dick up into you."
Satisfied by the response, Trini smiled as she lowered herself slowly, taking his engorged meat into her hot, wet cunt. She pushed just the head into her pussy and leaned back a little, resting her hands on his thighs, arms stretched down behind her. She continued to slowly lower herself down on his cock, until it had disappeared inside her all the way to the base. Her notoriously dirty-talking mouth went on, hissing gutturally as she began to raise and lower herself slowly on his straining manhood. "Oooooh, yeah! So hot, so wet. Fuck my cunt. Oh yeah. Fuck my hot, sweet, wet cunt. In and out, in and out. Fuck it! Fuck it!"
She narrated their lusty workout in rhythm with her motions, which slowly became more and more energetic as she pumped her hips, occasionally squeezing her legs together tightly. Keeping one arm braced, the fingers of her free hand lightly grazed along his abs, his thigh, or tickled his shaft on the upstroke. Tommy loved the sight of her lithe, glowing body sexily writhing up and down on his cock --but it sure was hard not to touch her! He clenched his arms in an effort to keep them put.
Soon, her gyrations became more feverish, and her expression became more intense. "Oh, yeah. Ooooh! So hard. Hard and throbbing deep inside me. So deep and hot! Fuck me with your hard prick!"
She leaned forward and rode him fast and furiously, pounding and grunting with exertion and excitement. But when she felt his rod pulse inside her and get even stiffer, she slowed down again and teased, "Are you ready, hmmm? Are you ready to give me every last drop of your hot, sweet come?"
Tommy's needy groan was an unmistakably affirmative reply. Trini rose up on her knees and froze for a moment at the apex of her out-stroke, then sat down all the way on Tommy's cock.
"You're going to come so much!" she whispered hotly, as she rotated her hips on his deeply buried cock. "Your juice is going to spurt into me." Trini continued her verbal spurring as she clenched her inner walls rhythmically around his buried meat. "Your hot cream is going to shoot out of that long, hot dick."
She ground against him again, then gave another hard slam of a stroke. She paused for two heartbeats, then resumed fucking him full-throttle, hair whipping about, flesh slapping, droplets of perspiration flying. Tommy looked down the length of his sweating, quivering torso at his cock; it glistened with her juices as it slid, hard and throbbing, in and out of her grasping womanhood. Another moan escaped him at the erotic sight.
"You're going to come so good," she practically taunted, hotly squeezing, caressing and pumping on his cock with her slick inner walls. "You can't wait to pump your creamy, hot juice out of this big, hard, throbbing prick." Her lithe, strong hands, braced against his chest, shifted; her thumbs flicked his taut nipples. "Feel the pleasure growing inside you. Feel the semen building up in your nuts. Burning inside of you; burning to escape."
Tommy felt like his blood was on fire as he writhed beneath her, fighting to keep his hands where she had told him to. The urge to grab her and devour that lusty mouth as he thrust into her hard was nigh overwhelming.
"You want to shoot so badly, you can't stand it," she went on, as she continued to ride him. "You know you do. You feel the hot semen building up in your balls, and you want all the sperm shooting out of your rod into me."
He groaned so loudly it was almost a yell, and gob after gob of white, creamy sperm began to shoot out of his spasming member. He couldn't help it; his hands went to her hips and helped her bounce up and down, hard and fast.
"Come for me! Pump your dick. Harder--HARDER! Give me your sperm. Come for me; squeeze it all out! All your hot, creamy come!"
Her recitation suddenly spiraled up into a high-pitched "Aaaaaaahhh!" as her pleasure centers reached critical mass and her whole body went rigid with shuddering climax. Her inner walls contracted so forcefully that if she hadn't been sitting on him, Tommy would have been forced out.
She lay down on him as they stopped coming. Panting and claiming happy, grateful kisses, Tommy's strong arms encircled her slim frame as Trini eased his spent meat out of her. They cuddled quietly for a few minutes in the afterglow, feeling their racing hearts and listening to their heavy breathing start to slow.
"As much as I enjoy snuggling like this," Trini finally said quietly. "I think we'd better get back to your math homework."
"You're my favorite tutor," Tommy grinned up at her. "You know that?"
She giggled as he gave her a quick kiss and a playful slap on the rear.