Teresa, I Love You

Jay entered his room in the small, off-campus house that the Gods of Olympus had so generously rented out to the seven heroes. Once again, Cronus had asked, and for the umpteenth time, Jay was blaming himself. Atlanta could have reached Cronus in time if she had used her speed, Jay should have told her to run. Harry could have easily crushed Cronus' troll, if only Jay had informed Harry a little quicker. But, it always seemed that Jay was a little too late. No one else blamed Jay, but they should. He wasn't fit to be the leader, Cronus had escaped so often, it was almost ridiculous.

Jay closed his door, and clicked his door lock into place. Normally, he didn't lock his door, but a few days ago, Neil had raided Jay's room looking for an extremely expensive hand lotion which Jay didn't even have. Jay flopped backwards on to his bed and he let out a low sigh kicking off his loafers. He let his eyes slowly droop down, his fatigue evident. Jay's eyes finally closed, the colour of his room left him and he was shunned into a blind world.

Behind Jay's heavy lids, an image started to form. A set of beautiful, emerald green eyes shone brightly in Jay's mind. They twinkled with an air of happiness and contentment. Streaks of fair skin started to wrinkle off of the eyes, forming into the face of Jay's crush, Teresa. Her skin looked so smooth, her lightly tanned skin flowing down into a perky nose and done into a set of rose red lips. So seductive, so tempting, they glistened with lip gloss, and her bottom lip jutted, forming into a small pout. Blond hair plucked itself from her bare scalp and flowed down, chunking together to make a long, soft carpet of golden locks. Her hair bounded down onto her creamy shoulders, nicely formed and curved.

Jay's imagination kept churning out the gorgeous form of Teresa. Her shoulders moved down and she was laying on her side in a bed of red silk and rose petals. Her naked chest was two, large globes of flesh, perfectly shaped, each topped with a hard, pink nipple. She started to pinch the nipple of her left breast and she cooed softly as the flesh around her nipple blushed deeply as she squeezed the nipple.

Jay hadn't done this in so long. It had been months. He never had the time anymore, yet now he let his imagination soar. He fumbled with his fly until he finally got it unzipped and then unbuttoned. He pushed his jeans down a bit, yet for the most part, they remained on. He wore a tight pair of blue boxers with lightning bolts on them. They were making a slight tent because of the semi erection he was sporting. Jay pushed down the boxers and his manhood broke free. Jay was well endowed, nearing eight inches when fully erect. His pubes were wild, a very impressive bush for his age. Jay's muscled thighs supported his manhood, including the full, large testicles that were heavy with his seed. He took his rapidly rising penis in his hand and started to pull the foreskin down over the head and back up, starting to masturbate.

Teresa's naked form inspired Jay to jerk his cock faster and faster. Her delicate fingers cupped her enormous breasts, squeezing them gently. She sucked on her index finger, getting it nice a wet. Then she fingered her nipple, coating her nipple and making it wet and slippery. She did this over and over until her nipple glistened brightly. Teresa smiled seductively, her pearly white teeth a beautiful sight, her erotic smile taunting Jay silently.

Jay was stroking his cock like a mad man. It was so good, his cock was aching from it's hardness. He stopped at the top of his cock and circled the head with the tips of his fingers, the sensitive skin making him moan gently. He brought his thumb to his mouth and licked it. Then he swiped his wet finger over his piss slit. Another soft moan rumbled in his throat, and then his attention shifted back to the naked girl that was making him so hard.

Teresa's nipples by now were nice and wet and she had moved down her body. Her fingers trailed down her abdomen which was nothing but lightly defined muscle and she lay her delicate hand on her milky white thigh. She spread her legs wide and let her fingers brush over her hairless pussy. She teased herself- flicking and rubbing, brushing and poking until she sank two fingers into that moist cavern of pleasure.

Jay moaned loudly. His hand was a blur and his pleasure magnificient. Jay's impressive teenage cock pulsed gently with every stroke; his tender, hair covered balls bounced gently on his thighs. His breathing was rapid and he knew he couldn't hold off much longer; he needed this so bad.

Teresa was fingering herself with a speed that matched Jay's, her fingers being swallowed by her cunt then pulled back out, coated in her pussy juice. She was rolling her head back and forth, moaning. She started to shake and her nipples became erect and goosebumps could be discerned on her skin. She moaned loudly then screamed as her pussy juice shot out and she moaned one word: “Jay!”

Jay's eyes snapped open, his body tensed, pulling every muscle to the extreme. He let out a roar; the loudest moan ever and an exhaled sigh as he blasted seven shots of his milky teen seed all over himself, coating himself in semen. His chest heaved, his cock started to go down yet his pleasure remained, and that image of Teresa still teased him.