A Friend of a Friend

"My skin is sticky, I'd like to rinse off in the shower." I stepped towards him, taking his hand. "I'd love it if you'd come in with me."

Not giving him the opportunity to chicken out, I pulled both of his shirts up over his head, tossing them aside, and ran my hands down his chest and stomach. My fingertips toyed with the trail of hair below his navel before I unbuttoned his fly, hooked my fingers in the waistband of his jeans and boxers, and shoved them down.

I made no effort to hide my gaze, staring unabashedly at the cock jutting proudly from his body. His dick certainly was not shy. I traced a circle over the head with the tip of my finger, and watched his cock twitch. Smiling up at him, I stepped back to allow him to pull off his sneakers and remove the pants from around his ankles. I bent to remove my heels. My eyes traveled up his body as I straightened. I watched his expression as I pushed my pants down past my hips and kicked them to the side, revealing my thong panties. I turned my back to him, facing the mirror, and lifted my hair away from my neck.

"Would you help me with my necklace?" I caught his reflection over my shoulder and loved that he was checking out my tits in the mirror while he reached up to unclasp my jewelry. After he wordlessly handed me my necklace, his thick fingers released the clasps of my bra, and it fell away from my breasts. I slipped the straps down my arms and let it drop to the floor as I turned to face him.

His expression was hard to read as he stared intently at my body. Ducking his head, he brought his mouth to my collarbone, kissing across my chest and neck, taking his time. I threw my head back, offering my throat to his wandering lips. I ran my fingers through his hair as his tongue slowly slipped up between my breasts, tasting my skin where the alcohol had dripped down.

"What was he drinking?" I asked, fingers tangled in his hair.

He looked into my eyes, smiling. "Something sweet and girly."

Laughing, I pulled his face up to mine. "Let me taste," I said, licking and sucking gently on his lips and tongue. It did taste sweet.

His erection was pressing into my stomach in the most delicious way, skin to skin. My breasts were crushed against him and every inch of my flesh was blazing with need.

"When were you last with a woman?" I asked softly, nibbling his ear.

He shivered as I licked his neck. "Been a while." His palms cupped my ass, then squeezed.

"Hmm, not so shy now..." I looked up to see him blush furiously, as though denying my accusation. I lightly scraped my nails across the back of his scalp. "It's been way too long for me, too," I said quietly.

He smiled and his lips brushed against my forehead. I bit my lip, feeling something unexpected. In that moment, I found myself biting back the urge to ask him to pretend, for a couple of hours, that he loved me.

I felt my face and neck flush with embarrassment, but I realized there was no way he could know what I was thinking. The heat of his mouth traveled down the side of my face and neck, and then he was tasting my cleavage again, slightly tacky from the juice and alcohol mixture that had sprayed across my skin.

I moaned as he pulled one of my taut nipples into the hot wetness of his mouth. I felt his tongue swirling round, then he pinched lightly with his teeth before releasing me from his mouth. He licked a trail to my other breast, which was aching for attention.

"You're doing a fine job of cleaning me up, baby," I sighed, then gasped as he nipped me again. I felt his attentions return to the other tit, his hands sliding down to my ass, caressing my soft flesh and fingering my thong before gliding up my back to pull me in, bringing my breasts closer to his face.

I closed my eyes and tilted my head back, breathing through my mouth. "Your tongue is fantastic," I groaned, my hands moving across his shoulders and through his hair. His mouth left my skin, and I opened my eyes to meet his gaze.

"Can you make a woman cum with that sexy mouth?"

He blushed, nodding. My clit twitched with anticipation. I tugged his hair, pulling his face to mine, and kissed him. As our tongues touched I imagined what his would feel like sliding across my slit, and I moaned into his mouth before I pulled my face away from his.

"I want you to eat my pussy," I said, just above a whisper. I had never said that to a man face-to-face, and it heightened my arousal. "Do you want to taste me?"

Again, he just nodded his response, a small smile spreading across his talented mouth.

"Tell me. I want to hear you say it, Vinnie. Tell me you want to taste me."

He kissed my neck below my ear. "I want to taste you," he murmured, lips brushing over my sensitive skin. I bared my teeth. Grabbing his hair, I pushed him towards my cunt. It felt so nasty, so thrilling to have him kneel at my feet. I leaned back against the vanity, fingers massaging his scalp, watching his palms slide up the outside of my thighs to my hips. I wanted to scream, frustrated by his close proximity to my crotch, which he teasingly avoided.

I shuddered when the fingertips of each hand slid over the sensitive skin under the top edge of my panties. He started to lower them, and I gasped when his nose suddenly pressed against my slit through the damp fabric. I heard him inhale deeply before he licked the saturated material, and I moaned.

"Fuck, you love pussy, don't you, boy?" He groaned in assent. Hearing his arousal intensified my own. Instinctively, I rolled my hips, pressing my hot, aching flesh into his face. My breathing was shallow as he slipped my panties down my hips and thighs and helped me step out of them. I pressed the heel of my right hand against the top of the sink for balance as he lifted my right leg and rested it on his shoulder, his lips hovering over my clean-shaven pussy, my left hand still gripping his hair tightly.

I don't think that I had ever been so turned on in my life. I felt like a god damned porn star.

"Oh, fuck," I breathed as his tongue slid across my cunt, lapping up the tangy juices that were leaking from me. He drew one of my pussy lips into his mouth, then the other, before stiffening his tongue to probe between my folds. The sounds of my heavy breathing filled the small room - half gasp, half mewling cry as he swirled small circles over my engorged clit.

He moved his tongue lower and plunged inside of me. With a groan, I wrapped my left hand around the back of his head and thrust myself into him. His right hand gripped my thigh, the other was cupping my ass. His grip felt like I might have bruises in the morning, but I found myself enjoying the small amount of pain. I had the fleeting thought that it was probably difficult for him to catch his breath, nose and mouth buried in my slick cunt, but it felt so fucking amazing that I almost didn't care.

"God, yes, fuck me with your tongue," I panted. I could feel my orgasm rapidly approaching. "Fuck," I cried through gritted teeth. I was about to beg him to suck on my clit when I felt his tongue slip out of my pussy and flicker over the hardened nub. He seemed to know instinctively what my body craved.

"Fuck," I moaned, "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum!" I felt his right hand release my thigh so he could strum my clit with his thumb, his tongue thrusting inside of me. Nearly hyperventilating, I came hard into his mouth, his greedy tongue lapping up the flood as I shuddered and quaked, shouting profanity and things even I couldn't understand as the pleasure rolled through me. I had never had an orgasm while standing up, and my knees felt weak. His finger left my throbbing, overly sensitive clit and he used both hands to keep me steady while his tongue gently slipped between my folds.

Chest heaving, I watched him plant a soft kiss on my mound. I reached down to take his hands and help him to his feet. I grabbed the sides of his face and pulled him near. "You're covered in my cum," I murmured. He reached up to wipe at his mouth, and I stopped him. Bringing his face close, I ran my tongue up the side of his mouth, tasting myself on his skin.

Our eyes locked, and he brought his right hand up, pressing his thumb between my lips. I sucked on his finger for a moment, then asked, "Do you like watching me taste myself?"

"Hell yeah I do."

I laughed, surprised to get more than a nod in response to my question. Guess after you eat a girl out, not much left to be shy about.

He rubbed his thumb along my lower lip. "Your filthy mouth is driving me wild," he confessed, leaning in for a kiss. After a minute, I separated myself from him so I could turn on the shower. He grabbed two towels while I climbed in and wet myself down. I picked up the soap while he climbed under the spray. He watched while I spread the lather over my chest and caressed my breasts, my stomach, and then my pussy before running my soapy hands over his body.

I slowly stroked his cock, my hands sliding easily over his wet skin. He brought both hands up to my face, raising my chin and covering my mouth with his. I pressed myself against him, enjoying immensely the feel of his skin gliding against mine. I reached back to grab his ass, and slid a couple of soapy fingers between his cheeks. I ran a fingertip over his asshole for a few moments before I went back to speading the lather across his buttocks.

His lips and tongue did not hesitate against mine while I played with his ass, which made me want to explore further, but I didn't want to go too far too fast. Some guys don't appreciate a woman touching back there. I have a bit of a fetish for male ass. My fantasy involves a nice, long, thick strap-on, but that's a story for another time.

We kissed and caressed with the hot water flowing over us. Once the suds had rinsed away, he turned off the water and we dried ourselves with the towels.

"Which way to your room, stud?" I smiled teasingly. He led the way.

When we stood at the foot of his bed, I ordered him to lay down. I hoped he could last a while, because I wanted to suck his cock before he fucked me with it. I crawled over his body, leaving a trail of kisses across his thighs and stomach, the side of my face caressing the silky skin of his shaft as my lips played over the skin near the base of his erection. I nuzzled his balls, and looked up at him from behind his rigid shaft, eyes blazing with lust.

"You want me to suck this gorgeous cock of yours? I asked with a naughty smile on my face. His dick jumped.

"Please."

"Do you want to fuck me afterwards?" I let my tongue graze over the ridge at the underside of his hard length, eliciting a groan from deep in his throat. "Should I make you cum first? I want you to give me a thorough fucking with this thick cock." I wrapped my hand around him and lapped up the moisture leaking from his tip, pressing my tongue against his slit.

"Christ, that feels good." I looked up into his eyes before wrapping my lips around him. "I can last, baby," he added.

I took the swollen head of his dick into my mouth and began sucking as I pumped my hand slowly. I felt him touch my hair softly. After a minute, I suggested he prop himself up with some pillows and I retrieved a condom after he told me they were in the bedside table. I left it on the blankets by his hip as I went back to work sucking cock, feeling my pussy becoming quite wet.

As I worked more of him into my mouth, his hands moved to pull my hair away from my face. He gathered a handful behind my head and held it out of the way. Feeling the light pressure of his hand at the back of my skull was really turning me on. I didn't like to have my face fucked roughly, but I didn't want a man to just lay back with his arms crossed behind his head either.

I bobbed up and down faster, my fingers wrapped around the base, pumping in rhythm with my face. When I heard him mutter, "oh, fuck," gripping my hair more tightly, I changed my technique, sliding my tongue over the head while my fist stroked up and down slowly.

Continuing to jerk his cock, I moved my mouth lower. I pulled one of his balls into my mouth and he moaned as I sucked gently on one, then the other. With my free hand, I lightly dragged my nails across his left inner thigh while I kissed inside the other, and as I moved lower his legs inched further apart. I smiled. He seemed to like where I was headed with my greedy little mouth.

Bringing his knees up, he opened his legs wider. I brought both hands down, fingers pressing into the flesh of his ass to spread him open. I ran my tongue over the tight pucker I exposed. There was a note of surprise in the quiet, "Oh," that met my ears. I swept my tongue over his asshole with slightly more pressure, and he groaned a longer, more drawn out, "Uhhh," as I pressed my stiffened tongue inside of him, probing. From the noises he made while I was rimming him, I could tell he was loving it. I started stroking his cock again while I tongued his ass.

"Fuuuck, you're kinky," he breathed after I pulled my face away from his bottom. "That was a first for me."

Baby, if you only knew... I thought to myself. I wanted to do a whole lot more to that cute ass of his, but I would take it slow. I simply smiled and went back to sucking him off, something I genuinely enjoy. It gets my juices flowing to have my lips wrapped around a nice, hard cock.

"How you feeling, Vin?" I asked sweetly. He looked into my eyeys and my tongue darted out to tease the tip of his dick.

"Like... Like I want to be inside of you." He spoke quietly, yet his softly spoken words made me want him even more. I gave him a few long, slow sucks while I removed the condom from its wrapper, then I rolled it down over his throbbing length.

We both groaned as I lowered myself onto him, my pussy stretching as he filled me up. "You feel so good," I moaned as I began with a leisurely pace, savoring every satisfying stroke of his cock in and out of my slick cunt. I've fucked myself silly with some pretty amazing vibrators, but nothing can compare to the solid heat of the real thing buried inside of you while straddling a man's hips.

I leaned forward, his hands kneading the soft flesh of my tits and rolling my nipples between his fingers. Lips brushing against his, I whispered, "Love the way you play with my tits, baby. Tell me how my pussy feels." I rode him a little faster, and his eyes closed for a moment before he answered.

"Hot... Tight," he replied breathlessly between kisses. "Perfect."

He pulled one of my nipples into his mouth, holding it between his teeth, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my groin. "Oh, God, yes," I whimpered, skin slapping against skin as we fucked. When he released my breast, I sat up and moaned, his cock rubbing me in the perfect spot as I bounced up and down in his lap. He strummed my clit with a thumb and I shuddered, thighs no longer cooperating. I collapsed against his chest with a wail, "Oh, fuck! Fuck, fuck me!" I clawed his arms and bit his shoulder, crying out while he held me close, my ass bouncing into the air as he thrust up unto me.

When the intensity of my orgasm had passed, he slowed the movement of his hips, and I felt his chest rumble with low laughter as I lay with the side of my face against him, fingers gripping his hair tightly, tugging at his scalp. I relaxed my grip.

"I didn't know I needed protective gear to fuck you," he chuckled.

"I'm sorry." I kissed his shoulder where there were faint impressions of my teeth still visible in his skin.

"Don't be, it was beautiful," he smiled. I was thankful when he rolled us over, because my hamstrings were on fire and my legs felt like jello. "Pick up your butt," he said softly, sliding a pillow beneath me. He slid a hand into the crook of each knee, spreading my legs wide, but he paused, the head of his cock at my entrance. I watched as he lowered his face and licked from my ass to my clit, gently swirling his tongue around it before slipping his cock back inside of me.

I shuddered at the pleasure of his tongue lapping as my wet folds, and moaned as he filled the aching void I had felt when he withdrew his rigid cock from my body moments before. He leaned over me, surrounding me in his scent and warmth. My nostrils were filled with the smell of his sweat, my own arousal, which was all over his face, soap from when we had showered, and beneath it all, the scent that was simply him.

While his hips undulated, sending ripples of pleasure through my body with each stroke, he slid his arms beneath me. I shivered as he kissed behind my ear, then my throat. His soft lips, tongue, and breath against my skin were reigniting the fire between my legs while he fucked me slowly and sensually. His mouth rediscovered my breasts, and I arched into him, gasping. I ran my hands along his back and sides, clutching at his damp skin.

To my surprise, I felt the warmth of a third, less intense orgasm spread through me. I arched my back with a sigh. Opening my eyes, I found him staring at me intently, and I smiled. "Three for me, none for you?"

"Don't you worry about me, baby."

"I want to give you something special, because you've been so good to me, Vinnie."

"What's that?" he asked, starting to breath more heavily. I thought he must be close to his end.

"I'd love for you to stick that beautiful cock of yours in my ass. Would you like that, baby?" His eyes burned into mine, spurring me on. "Would you like to turn me over and press the head of your cock into my asshole, feel my ass clenched around you as you fuck me? So tight, I know that would make you cum, wouldn't it, baby?" I felt him pull out, hands pressing into the bed on either side of my body as he raised himself off of me.

"Convincing, aren't I?" I laughed, stretching my limbs before rolling onto my stomach with his body hovering over mine. "I need you to take your time, though, get me good and ready, because I haven't done this in a while." I shivered as I felt his lips brush against the back of my neck and down my spine. He kneaded my ass cheeks with both hands, kissing just above my crack, then spread me open. I thought I could feel his eyes studying my little pucker. I craned my neck, trying to watch as I felt his tongue slide down between my spread buttocks and finally settle on its target.

I moaned as his stiffened tongue pressed against me then slipped inside. "Ohh, yeah, you're a good little ass licker, aren't you? Get that ass ready to be fucked." I made myself comfortable, sliding my hands beneath a pillow and resting my head atop it, knees bent beneath me, offering my behind like a bitch in heat. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations of two of his fingers dipping inside of my soaking wet cunt, then sliding inside of my rectum, gently stretching me and coating my insides with the slick pussy juices. I knew that his cock was also covered in my cum, and I could tell by his heavy breathing that he was extremely aroused. I had no doubt he was still rock hard. "Your fingers feel so good, I can't wait to feel your thick cock inside of me, Vin," I murmured encouragingly. He kissed my left ass cheek while he began fucking me with his fingers. I groaned, pushing back against his hand.

"You're loving this, aren't you?" His voice was low, and he withdrew his sticky fingers. "You want me to fuck your ass?" he asked a little more loudly.

I looked back at him. "Do it. Fuck me, fuck my ass." His left hand rested on the small of my back while his right guided the head of his cock to my hole. I felt some discomfort as my asshole stretched to accommodate the head of his dick. "Slowly, baby, work it in nice and slow, then you can fuck me."

He pressed another inch inside of me, pulled back, then advanced a couple of inches further. Several slow, gentle thrusts later, I felt his balls pressing against me.