What Friends Are For

Vivian lay down on the grass, still rubbing her nether lips. "That made me so hot. Lick my pussy — please?"

Lightheaded and feeling as if he barely had the strength to sit up, let alone move, he couldn't resist that request. As he levered back up to his knees, Vivian let her knees fall open and parted her nether lips, revealing just how wet she was.

The scent of her perfume earlier had driven him crazy, but the scent of her arousal as he moved between her legs was even more powerful. "Oh, yes," she sighed as his lips neared her sex.

Vivian's back arched as he slipped his tongue out for his first taste. He wriggled his tongue between her folds, drawing a long, warbling moan from her. The taste of her bittersweet juices and the heady scent spurred him to broaden his tongue to gather up even more of her nectar.

"Mmm, that feels so good. Eat my pussy."

No woman he'd ever been with had talked to him while he was going down on her, and he found it extremely arousing. She also writhed beneath him, small sounds of pleasure constantly emerging as he lapped her.

"Suck on my lips," she requested, her hand coming to rest on the back of his head.

Ron moved his head until he could find a good angle, and then did as she'd asked. The bumpy, slippery texture was fascinating, prompting him to suckle even more of her folds between his lips on his next suck.

"That's good. Change things every once in a while." She paused to moan and grind her pussy against his mouth. "Use the tip of your tongue, too."

Ron tried that, liking the way it made her twitch. He glanced up to see her fondling her breasts with her free hand and tweaking her stiff nipples. He then sucked her nether lips in again, just catching her hood and clit with his upper lip.

Vivian yelped and her fingers closed in his hair for a second. "Ooo, I liked that. You're licking me so good."

"That dirty talk is hot," Ron said before giving her a broad-tongued lap along the length of her sex.

"You like that, huh? Eat my pussy. Make me come on your tongue," she responded, her voice dropping in pitch and gaining a breathless quality.

Ron took her next cue as well, flicking his tongue over her clit when she reached down to lift her hood away from the swollen bud. "Oh yeah," she growled as his tongue danced over her. "Lick my clitty. Suck it."

He did exactly that, learning more about how to get a woman off this way with every passing second. He'd had to guess the first couple of times he went down on a woman, having nothing but porn to work with. He'd never stayed between a woman's legs this long either. He'd always ended up with his cock inside her not long after going down on her. Something about his sexy neighbor made him want to feel her come on his tongue, though.

When Vivian felt something brush against her leg, she tilted her head to the side and gasped. Ron was about half hard, and slowly swelling. She let her head fall to the grass again. "I'm getting close. Do it. Make my pussy come."

Ron lapped her faster, adding a few shakes of his head that he'd discovered had caused his last girlfriend to squeal. It prompted the same reaction in Vivian. Her milky juices flowed over his tongue as both the pace and volume of her breathing increased.

"Oh — so good. I'm going to come. Going to come for you."

Ron sucked her hood, clit, and a generous portion of her pink folds between his lips, wiggling his tongue back and forth while also swiveling his head in a small circle. A moment later, her hand pressing down on the back of his head prevented him from moving.

"Ohhh," she moaned, the sound long and drawn out. She followed this with a series of ever-louder exclamations, the last transforming into a yelp.

Vivian's fingers fisted in his hair. Her thighs clamped down on his ears and her hips rose up until her bottom hovered over the grass. Ron held on and kept lapping as best he was able, finding it hard to draw a breath sometimes as the sexy older woman just kept coming.

She finally relaxed her grip with a sharp, high-pitched moan. She lurched only a second later as another wave of ecstasy shot through her. Ron slipped from between her legs, the summer breeze kissing her juices that coated his face. A stream of her creamy juices trailed down from her twitching nether lips, over her bottom, and onto the grass below.

Ron ran his fingers through her wetness on his face, watching her twitch and listening to her moan. When she caught her breath, she looked up at him and smiled. "Oh yeah," she groaned, and then laughed. "I like a man that listens to me. Especially when he does what I tell him so well."

"So you got off?"

"What do you think?" Her eyebrows twitched upward, and then she nodded, adding a long, satisfied moan.

Ron reached down to touch his cock, once again rock-hard and throbbing. The knowledge that he'd made her come boosting his confidence and desire.

Vivian let her eyes drop to his manhood. She brought her knees up and back, her eyes locking with his. "Now fuck me, Ron."

"I don't have a rubber."

"You don't need one. My tubes are tied," she responded, parting her nether lips wide with her fingers and clenching her intimate muscles.

"You mean I can come inside you?" Ron asked as he knee-walked toward her.

"Mmm hmm. Fuck me and fill me full of cum."

Ron moved into position and reached down to aim the purple tip of his cock. As he touched her moist folds, she begged, "Give it to me."

Ron sank into her hot depths with a long groan. "Your pussy feels so good."

"Oh, so does your big cock. Fuck me, Ron."

He rocked his hips, watching her lips cling to him as he withdrew, as if trying to keep him inside her. His cock was coated in her juices on the very first thrust. "Fuck, you're tight," he groaned.

"Faster. Fuck me," Vivian demanded as she started rubbing her clit beneath its protective hood.

Ron grunted as he increased his pace, gripping her thighs harder for more leverage. The sound of their bodies colliding joined with the moist crackle of his cock sliding in and out of her clinging canal. As tight as she felt anyway, she squeezed her muscles every time he withdrew, creating even more hot friction.

Vivian's fingers moved faster as her passion mounted. Ron responded in kind, letting his body free of any controls to slam his cock home with ever-increasing power and speed.

"Harder. Faster. Oh! So good!" Vivian yelped, her fingers now a blur over her clit.

Ron growled and gasped from the effort of pounding her pussy. He could actually feel her slipping forward on the grass, and her breasts bounced erratically before his eyes. He could feel the hot itch building in his loins, and knew he wasn't going to last much longer at this pace. A fine sheen of sweat coated both of their bodies from the heat of the sun — and other things. He slowed a little, trying to hold out.

"Don't stop! I'm about to come!" Vivian whimpered, her face tight with building ecstasy.

Ron clenched his teeth, closing his eyes and concentrating every ounce of his willpower on holding back the volcanic eruption he knew was going to come any second now. He opened his eyes when she cried out, "Yes!"

Vivian's hands snapped to her breasts to squeeze them hard as she came. Her mouth hung open in a silent scream, every muscle in her body tight beneath her sweat-soaked skin. Ron couldn't hold back any longer, and slammed his cock inside her with a loud grunt. Clipped groans accompanied every pulse of his manhood inside her, jets of cum coating her walls and pooling around his throbbing organ.

Ron fell forward onto his hands, all his strength drained from him with his cum. Vivian whimpered and twitched from her continuing orgasm, her pussy clenching around him with every blissful wave of pleasure.

For long minutes, neither could move — at least voluntarily. Ron looked down at her, a smile of content satisfaction on her flushed face and her blonde hair spread out on the grass around her. His knees and arms were both starting to ache, and he knew he'd have to move soon. The last thing he wanted to do was pull free of her warm embrace, however.

A faint sound barely registered on his brain, lost in his continued study of the incredible woman looking back up at him in sensual admiration. When the phone rang a second time, he realized what it was. "Oh shit, my phone."

Knowing about the deal his parents had struck with him, Vivian said, "Go. Hurry." The sound of her whimper mingled with his grunt as he withdrew his softening cock from her.

Ron hurried back to the house, his pussy-slick cock bouncing almost painfully in his haste. He opened the door and snatched up the phone on the fourth ring. "Hello," he answered. "Yes, I'm being good."

"Very good," Vivian quietly added, rolling onto her side to watch him.

Ron brought a finger to his lips, worried that he'd say something stupid, prompting her to stifle a laugh. She waved him inside, understanding the need.

When he finished the phone call, Ron walked back outside. He saw Vivian climbing out of the pool, water streaming down her nude body. She quickly crossed to him and tenderly kissed him. "That was wonderful."

"You were incredible."

"Why don't you leave your back door open tonight?" She sensually suggested, letting her fingers play over his flaccid cock. "And the night after that."

"I wonder if I could get Mom and Dad to extend their cruise?"

Vivian laughed. "I wish. Maybe we'll figure out something after they get home." She kissed him again and said, "I'll remember this Nude Day for a long — long — time."

"Me too. It's my first, I guess. I never knew there was such a thing."

"Well, Happy Nude Day."

"Happy Nude Day."

"You should probably go wash off a little in the pool," she suggested. "As much as I want to keep you here, you should probably head back home, too. Go out the back gate. The bushes in your yard should keep anyone from seeing you. We probably attracted some attention from the neighbors."

Ron sighed and nodded his head. A few minutes later, he reluctantly returned home after another, much longer kiss.

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Ron jolted awake at the sound of a knock on the door, unaware that he'd fallen asleep. He could see that it was growing dark outside, which meant he'd been asleep for a while. He dropped the footrest of the Lay-Z-Boy and rocked up to his feet, yawning as he walked over to answer the door.

Frank looked around and slipped another six-pack into Ron's hand when he opened the door. "That's the first part of your consolation prize for missing the party at the lake."

Ron blinked and rubbed his eyes, sitting the beers down on the table next to the door. "What are you talking about?"

"Jennifer came out, and she was pretty disappointed that you weren't there." Frank reached into his pocket and pulled out a slip of paper, which he handed to Ron.

The paper had a phone number written on it, along with a little note that said, Call me — Jen.

"No fucking way," Ron said, amazed that the former cheerleader was interested in him.

"I explained why you weren't there and told her she should send her number back with me. Figured I owed you, because Sam was all over me today."

"Well, thanks — and you're welcome," Ron responded, glad that his introduction was going somewhere.

"Hey, that's what friends are for — getting their buddies laid."

It was all Ron could do to keep a straight face as he saw Frank's Mom waving from her front door and then miming a key in a lock. "Yep, that's what friends are for."

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