0 comments/ 222846 views/ 52 favorites My Visit to Hank & Becky's Ch. 1 By: Lance Wulff This work copyrighted ©2002 Lance Wulff. You know the drill. The following story contains dirty words and acts. It is naughty. Believe it or not, it is mostly truthful. If you are underage or otherwise prevented by law or ethics or your parents from viewing this stuff, go away. Otherwise, sit back and, hopefully, enjoy. Send comments to the address in my profile. * * * * * For thirty-two years, four months and five days I lived in the same, small town. It had gotten to the point where I knew almost everyone at the grocery store. Parents or children of schoolmates, everyone. But, I never had too many friends and, even worse, hadn't had a girlfriend in over four years. I guess I was a little wary of all the scuttlebutt and didn't want to be the object of gossip. My best friends were Hank and Becky. I went to grade school and high school with Hank; Beck was two years behind us. I watched her mature from a freckled and pig-tailed tomboy to a somewhat awkward adolescent finally developing to a stunningly beautiful, mature woman. She hadn't lost her athletic abilities and kept her petite body trim and fit. Beck is always dressed impeccably with high priced and tasteful clothes. Her brunette hair is cut to just below her ears giving her a slight coquettish appearance but she is quite shy until you get to know her. The three of us spent many days and evenings together and we were very close friends. We joked about all kinds of things and nothing was off limits. She was often the brunt of our jokes and it was great sport to embarrass her. A slight off colored joke would have her blushing from neckline to forehead. I loved to kid her just to get a rise out of her. Her shyness was a real turn on, especially in combination with her petite body. But she was always good-natured and laughed us off as typically crude guys. Recently, I received a job offer in a city four hours from our town. The money was too good to pass up, and, to be honest, I couldn't turn down the chance to get out of this too-small town. So, I accepted the job and, one weekend, with the help from Hank and Beck, I packed what I could fit in my van and moved north. A part of me was sorry to go because I knew I would miss the frequent evening get-togethers with Hank and Beck. Three weeks after moving, I arranged for a couple of days off of work to collect my remaining possessions back home. I called Hank to see if we could get together one night and he insisted, despite my protests, that I stay at their house. Well, at least I would be in friendly surroundings. I showed up late the following Tuesday evening. Beck greeted me at the door in a halter and cutoffs that clung to her shapely hips. I didn't remember her breasts being that big, but I had never seen her dressed in a tight top. I followed her into the living room. Her shorts were loose at her slim waist and I had a gorgeous view down the back of them to where her waist flared out to her trim but oh so sweet, heart-shaped butt. I could barely see the waistband of her panties. Her workouts sure did pay off. Becky and Hank both seemed genuinely happy to have me stay with them. We chatted well into the night but Becky seemed quieter than usual. I joked with her that she sure must be anticipating getting to bed. She dropped her head and looked at me through her eyelashes. There was that cute blush rising up again. Damn, what a fox. I needed a shower badly after working all day and then traveling well into the evening. Hank said he was turning in because he had a big day ahead of him. He was a construction foreman and needed to be on the job site at dawn. Becky said she would be right behind him but first she needed to change the sheets on my bed. I told her not to worry about them but she insisted that they needed changing. I noticed that she blushed again but I thought nothing of it. I headed to the bathroom and Hank went off to bed. When I returned to the bedroom, I noticed that the bed had been stripped but it was not yet made. I figured that, if I was quick, I had time to change before Becky came back with the clean sheets. I dropped the towel just as the door opened. There stood Becky with a handful of linens. Her eyes immediately went to my crotch and lingered there. I felt a slight stirring in my loins and saw that blush rise again up her face. She looked up at me and smiled. "I didn't know you were done with your shower," she said but made no move to leave. I looked down and was mortified to see my pole now at half-mast and rising quickly. I looked up at her and saw that her eyes had returned to my dick. I tried to will it to go down but the caresses of her eyes were almost as erotic as if she were stroking it with her hands. She again looked up at me only now her eyes were wide open and she looked shocked. She opened her mouth as if to speak but instead her eyes dropped again and lingered. She tried to look at me but her eyes kept returning to my growing hard on until it was at full staff and throbbing. Although the whole incident probably lasted only 20 seconds, it seemed like two hours. "I'll be back to make the bed after you get more decent" she said and took one long, last look at my hard on. She turned and left and I stared at that cute butt in those frayed cut-offs wiggle out of the room. Well, my excitement did not go down much, but I did manage to slip on a pair of boxer shorts. I hadn't really thought about my sleeping attire when I packed because I normally sleep naked. So, I waited patiently. Although my dick was still slightly hard, I was able to make it less obvious by arranging the boxers. I waited eagerly, yet also apprehensively. To be honest, I was more than a little embarrassed. Finally, she knocked on the door. I told her to come in and stood with my hands folded in front of my crotch. She swung the door open, took a quick look at my crotch, and turned to pick up the linens. I almost choked. She had put on a short nightie and the light from the hallway shone through it illuminating her perfect figure. So much for willing my dick to go limp. She bent from the waist and I got my second shock. She wasn't wearing panties and I had a view of her sleek thighs framing the fruit of her womanhood. Apparently she was also pretty excited. The outer lips were barely hidden beneath her curly hairs but the sparse forest could not hide the fact that they were deep red and clearly engorged. A hint of pink peaked from between those lips. This time I did cough. She picked up the linens and turned to face me holding the linens in front of her. Her face was flushed. Besides that, she gave no outward indication that anything was out of the ordinary. Again, she glanced down but my hands were mostly hiding my indiscretion. I say mostly because they couldn't hide my entire hard-on and the head was poking out the material of the boxers above my folded hands. She couldn't hide her interest even though her glance only lasted a moment. "I'll just make the bed and be out of your way. " I stepped aside and let her pass. I couldn't help but notice that her nipples appeared to be erect. I made up my mind to maneuver to the far side of the bed for a better look. So, as she dropped the sheets on the bed, I moved to the other side. Sure enough, they were sticking out and so hard that there were bumps ringing the spiked center. The material of the nightie barely covered them. She couldn't have been more sexy if she were naked. I looked up – she caught me looking but said nothing. She quickly tossed the fitted sheet across the bed, tucked in the corner near the head, and leaned over to smooth it from the center to the far side where I was standing. Her gown gaped open and, oh god, there they were. I never dreamed they were that full and firm. I could only see the top of her areolae, but, even that part was puckered and bumpy. She seemed to be taking her time. I glanced down and saw why. My cock, which had long since grown to its full magnificent 7 inches, was obscenely obvious. My shorts were tented and her eyes kept glancing at it. Not only that, the tip of my dick was just peeking through the slit in the shorts and was angry and purple. It beat along with my racing heart. She bent even further. Now I could even see her nipples and they were dark purple, the color of my cockhead. She kept up the pretense of smoothing the sheets but she was obviously staring at my cock. Well, I reasoned through my lust fogged mind, if she can show all, I should return the same privilege. So, I let my hands fall away and began smoothing the sheet toward the foot of the bed. I bent over the bed to reach further across it. From this angle, I was able to see her tight thighs all the way to her ass cheeks as she leaned against the bed. I put one knee on the bed in front of her face leaned further over pretending to smooth the sheet, but, in reality, trying to get a better view. I heard a gasp and looked down to see that my cock had escaped through the slit and was now only inches from her face. "I just need to fit this corner on the mattress," she said, somewhat breathlessly. To get to the far corner, she put her knee closest to my face on the bed and up under her chest. She leaned further over. Oh my god, there, staring me in the face, less than 8 inches away, was her pussy. Only now, it was there for me to stare at all I wanted. At first, the outer lips were pursed together, but as I watched, the inner lips began to peak between the crease, growing and engorging, until they slowly began to unfold into a crimson protruding and gaping mouth. She arched her back a little more, openly flexing the walls of her cunt, and they moistened and then became slippery slick with her drool. She shifted her butt in the air and her tunnel gaped open for a second and juice oozed out between the lips. At the top of her slit, the hood covering her clit slowly retreated and her pearl began to emerge, just the tip at first. She reached between her legs to scratch her thigh, but her thumb grazed her clit. When she removed her hand, the skin that had covered her clit was pulled back out of the way and her clit protruded like a greasy, translucent pink marble. Now it was my turn to gasp. She heard me. Her hand came up to cover her pussy obscuring it from my view. "Oh my god, I'm showing everything," she said. She tried to fit the sheet but, no matter how hard she tried, it was impossible with one hand. As she squirmed one way, her hand would move and one drool-slickened lip would peak out. "I can't smooth the sheets with one hand," she said "I need the other one too, so just don't look. OK?" "Look at what?" "My.. my thing," she said hesitantly. She was definitely uncomfortable mentioning her pussy. I pressed on. This was exactly the way I liked to embarrass her, although never before in so sexual a situation. "What thing?" My voice was cracking because my throat was bone dry. "My pussy, dammit. I'm going to remove my hand so don't look at my pussy, OK?" I had never heard her speak a dirty word and now she had mentioned her pussy. God, I was turned on. "I promise," I lied. "OK, you're not looking, right?" "Right" I was almost panting but she was in no better condition. I could see her back rising and falling rapidly as she sucked in air. My face was still inches from her pussy and I'm sure she could feel my breath on her fingers. Without thinking, I flexed my cock. "O jeeesus," she said, barely loud enough for me to here. "Okay, here... whew... here goes," she gasped. She slowly removed her hand. But, as she did, her middle finger slipped between the lips up to her second knuckle. It probed once, twice, three times and emerged glistening wet. She slowly brought it up to where her clit was protruding from the folds and rubbed gently in a circular motion with the tip of her finger. Two fingers gently gripped her clit so it stuck out between them and she tugged. Her ass twitched and her pussy walls flexed as more drool escaped. God, I just wanted to lean forward and lick that juicy slice. As it was, her moist, salty aroma wafted from her pussy. Her beautiful ass tilted further up in the air and she moved her knees a little more so that her pussy was in a perfect position to receive my hard cock. My cock twitched again. She removed her hand from her pussy and stretched it in front of her to grip and tug on the sheet. As she reached across to tuck in the corner, her hand inadvertently brushed my shaft and slowly slid along it until her forearm came to rest against it. The fine hairs on her forearm became matted with my precum. More drool leaking from her pussy. Apparently, the sheet wouldn't tuck in so easily because her forearm rubbed my shaft gently as she struggled with the sheet. Her pussy danced with each movement and I could see the tunnel flex and force more juice out. I leaned within a couple of inches and got a strong whiff of a woman in heat. Much sooner than I would have liked, she got the corner tucked in. I was sorry to lose the contact from her arm, but, in reality, I was a little glad because, if truth be told, I was so turned on that I might do something I would regret later. "Can I look now?" I asked. "Just a second. Let me get covered up. " As she said it, her hand moved back and covered her pussy. Except now her fingers weren't held tightly together at all and I could see her inner lips barely through the openings between them. Moist hairs curled out. "OK, I'm decent. " Yea, right. I decided to play along. "See how nice these sheets are. 200 thread percale. They're so soft when I smooth them. " Her fingers still covered her pussy but I could see them gently squeeze her lips from time to time. "Yes, I see. " I left it unclear exactly what I could see. "Let me feel," I continued. I moved one hand to between my legs, immediately in from of her face, and pinched the sheet between my fingers to show her I really was testing the material. "These sheets really are soft," While I pulled up and down, the back of my hand rubbed my dick and it bobbed in front of her. "So smooth. " Her fingers had loosened a bit so now I could see two long fingers gently holding the inner lips apart while her middle finger rested in the crease. Then, as if I just realized it, I covered my dick with my hand. "Oops, I didn't realize that my thing was showing," I said. "What thing?" She had turned the tables. "You know, my dick, my dick popped out of my shorts. " "I didn't even notice" she lied. "Don't worry, I promise not to look. I've seen Hanks plenty of times and it wouldn't even interest me if I saw yours. I'm too busy with the sheet anyway. See, the corner has come loose again. " I looked over my shoulder and, sure enough, the corner was loose. But she wasn't even looking at the corner. Oh no, her eyes were fastened to my dick barely covered by my hand and only three inches at the most beneath her flushed face. I decided to see how cool she was. "Well, I'm glad you aren't looking because I have to adjust myself. It'll only take a second. " I slowly encircled the girth of my shaft with my hand and gave my dick a couple of long strokes that ended with a drop of fluid clinging to the tip. Her nostrils flared and I could feel her breath on my cock. Some saliva trickled from her mouth and slowly fell on a strand onto my cockhead. I pretended not to notice but used it to lubricate my cock. I looked back between her legs. Again, her fingers had pinched her clitoris and they were subtly pulling on it as she watched me stroke my prick. It was almost as if she didn't want me to notice her doing it. Her ass cheeks churned and clenched slightly, then relaxed, then clenched again. "Well, I guess you better tuck in that corner," I said. "You're right. You'll never get a good night's sleep if the sheet comes loose. " She removed her hand from her crotch baring it totally to my gaze. Apparently she forgot that I wasn't looking away. I stared at the gaping lips and her nubbin, clearly protruding from the lips. While she was reaching, I stroked my cock to the base and shifted just enough so that the head touched her cheek. I removed my hand leaving my cock against her cheek. "Oh, god" I heard her say, barely audible. I flexed my dick and felt the slight pressure increase on her cheek. She was now slowly humping the air and her pussy seemingly reached for me. "I need to reach a little further, okay?" I asked. "Uh huh, just... just make sure the corner is... is tucked in and I'll hold this one here. " Her words were not much more than a gasp. I leaned closer to her pussy. My cheek grazed her soft, satiny inner thigh. My tongue could just reach out and touch her beautiful, full, dripping lips. "Okay, all done. " "What???" "The sheet's tucked in. " She sat back on her haunches. To say I was disappointed would be an understatement. I was just about to kiss her peach. I could have stared at it all night and the next day, too. She sprang to her feet and I also stood up. I moved to her side of the bed and stood slightly behind her. I had a perfect view of her ass covered by the nightie and her swollen nipples. She was covered with goose bump and almost gasping for breath. Her eyes were fastened on my cock, pointing straight up at her at her through the fly. "It's a good thing that you are not interested in my cock," I said "because I would have to put it in my shorts and that would be uncomfortable. " "Let me see. " She bent over and stared right at my cock. I know she could see my heartbeat in the vein along the shaft. "Yup, that would surely be uncomfortable, so you better just leave it out. Now let me smooth the sheets so you can get some sleep. " She climbed onto the bed and moved into a kneeling position but kept her legs together. The far corner came loose again. "I better cover up," she said and shyly pulled her gown over her ass cheeks. I think she realized that we were on dangerous ground. However, that shortie gown barely covered the tops of her ass cheeks. Gaping pink flesh peaked out from between her thighs. "Don't worry, I won't even look at your pussy. " She shuddered when I said the word "pussy" but I saw a slight smile appear. I looked back at the lips snuggling between her thighs. "It will go quicker if you help," she said. I glanced up at her face and realized she had turned her face and caught me staring. Her eyes, now, had narrowed to slits and her nostrils were flared. Her eyes returned to my cock. God, I was turned on. "Wha... what would you like me to do?" "Can you hold the corner at the head of the bed while I tuck the far side? It seems to come loose every time I try to tuck it in. OK, now hold the corner while I tuck in this side. " I did what she asked, but the far side at the foot of the bed pulled up. "I'm going to tuck in that side so reach across me and hold this side in place, will you?" "My pleasure" I responded and I think she noticed the double entendre but she didn't say anything. Now, I reached over to the side she had been holding at the head of the bed, and she reached to the foot. She couldn't quite reach it in her present position so she turned slightly and opened her legs a couple of inches. As she struggled with the sheet, I noticed that my dick was only a couple of inches from her gaping slit. I leaned forward some more as if to adjust the sheet and the tip of my dick barely touched her thigh. She jumped slightly but resumed struggling with the sheet. Of course, as she struggled, my dick was sliding gently back and forth over the skin of her thigh inches from her pussy. The corner on my left side pulled loose. "Dammit," she said. "Maybe if I hold that side down with my knee we can get this thing all made up", she said, somewhat breathlessly. She immediately stretched her knee out to the side so that she was completely spread open, on hands and knees, her butt in the air, and her pussy seemingly waiting for my cock. She wiggled a little. My self control was gone, shattered. My Visit to Hank & Becky's Ch. 1 "Here, let me help". I leaned to the left and my cock slid along her thigh resting at the hollow where her leg met her torso. She adjusted the sheet and my dick moved into her hair. "Maybe if I hold it like this... ", she said and moved just enough. Oh frigging goddam A, my cockhead was just gently nestled in the gaping mouth. It wasn't inside but it felt so warm and steamy moist... I smoothed the sheet and my cockhead nudged the opening and slid along the slit until it was covered in juice. She reached to the other corner and the very tip of my dick buried itself in the opening. "Oh, this isn't working... " she said and moved a little so that my cockhead came out and rested against her clit. I felt my heart sink. I really wanted to sink my dick into that slick opening more than anything I've ever wanted. She applied slight pressure and rolled her hips while she adjusted the sheet and her clit rocked against my cocktip. "Hold my hips while I try to reach over here" she said and my heart leapt. Without losing contact, I stepped directly behind her, grabbed her hips, and sunk an inch into the swamp of her cunt. She finally got the corner secured. "Oh, god, that's much better" she gasped. "Now I'll just smooth the sheets... " She leaned forward and my dick retreated back to the opening, but when she smoothed back towards us, I sank in another inch. The head and two inches of my shaft were now enveloped in her steamy wetness. "I'm going to lean over... over to the other side and when I do, please pull me back up... " "I am only here to help," I offered. "Yes... that is so good of you. " She sank to the far side of the bed, her ass still in the air, and my cockhead barely in her. "OK, now pull me up... " "Like this?" Another three inches sank in. "Oh god, exactly like that... okay, again," she said. This time, when I pulled her back up, I was buried to the balls in her. Our crotches were locked together. I ground my crotch one way and she ground in the opposite direction, milking my cock. "That's perfect, just perfect," she mumbled, clearly out of breath. "Help me smooth the sheets. " I let her down and pulled her up again. She mumbled. "Must smooth the sheets" Down again, and up. She began to babble. "Oh god... must smooth the fucking sheets... " Her hands were smoothing back over the sheets as I started to push her down and pull her back. "Unghh, I must... I must... smooooooth... oh god... " "Is this helping?" I asked. "Oh yes, it's helping so fucking good... faster... smooth... unghh... " I was getting close. On each movement away from me, I felt her pussy grab my cock and suck... then open to receive my thrust, then grab and suck, open, grab and suck, open, grab and suck... "Let me help smooth," I gasped and reached around to cup her tits. The nipples dug into my palms as her pussy continued to suck. She began to shiver. "I think I'm almost done, ohhhh... goddd... I'm almost done... unghhh... the... the... the... sheets... smoo... smooooothhhhhhh... " That was it. I couldn't hold back any longer. I grabbed her hips and held her tightly grinding my groin into hers and pumping volley after volley deep within her sucking chute. She buried her face into the sheets and screamed. Thankfully, her screams were muffled by the mattress. We stayed joined for what must have been ten minutes while we caught our breath. Even in the aftermath, she ground back into me and I could feel her wet cunt plastered to my midsection, pulsing and milking at my cock. She slowly stood, straightened her gown and left without saying a word. Early the next morning I reluctantly went down to breakfast, feeling quite a bit guilty. Hank was at the table reading the paper and Becky was all smiles and she acted as if nothing had happened. "How was the bed, buddy?" Hank asked without looking up from his paper. "Great, but I think I need to straighten the sheets" I looked at Becky and she was blushing a deep red but her eyes were glued to my rising dick. My Visit to Hank & Becky's Ch. 2 You know the drill. The following story contains dirty words and acts. It is naughty. Very, very naughty. And so are you for reading it. Believe it or not, it is mostly truthful. If you are underage or otherwise prevented by law or ethics or your parents from viewing this stuff, go away. Otherwise, sit back and, hopefully, enjoy. * * * * * Hank finished his cereal and coffee and left for work. Becky and I sat at the table sipping coffee, not speaking. She was in a terry cloth robe and I was in running shorts and a tee shirt. I was planning on going for a short jog after my coffee. "Look, Becky, I'm a little uncomfortable about last night. " "What about?" "Well, I really feel bad about what we did. " "What are you talking about? Nothing happened. Oh, no. Don't tell me you saw my thing? Oh god, I'm so embarrassed." So, she chose to ignore our little indiscretion. Same demure Becky. Well, two can play at this game. "Actually, I did see it but only a quick glimpse. I couldn't help myself, really. I hope you will forgive me. I promise not to do it again, even if you put it in my face. " "Well, as long as we're making confessions, I saw your thing, too. " She blushed deeply and her nipples started pushing out the front of her terry cloth robe. "But I only did it to compare it to Hank's. Really, yours is a little larger than his although I'm not quite certain. But don't worry, I won't look even if it pops out again. " She didn't even acknowledge her short but deliberate examination of my cock last night. It was sort of embarrassing, so, in a way, I felt relieved. I didn't want tension in our relationship and ignoring what had occurred was one way, I suppose, of dealing with it. At the same time, I must admit I was disappointed. I guess secretly I was hoping to see that delicious body again. Or do more to it. The memory was so vivid, the way she openly displayed her body, the way her hips moved when I was buried balls deep in her... whoa, there, Lance... stop thinking like that,! My cock had begun to rise again from the memory "I feel terrible that I looked," she continued. "You know I would never cheat on Hank. But I really couldn't help myself. Hank's thing is the only one I ever saw, except in books, of course... " she blushed, as if admitting that looking at magazines was somehow worse than looking at my dick. "Well, good thing we had this talk. I feel much better. I'm gonna go for a jog, care to join me?" I really didn't expect her to take me up on the offer but she was quick to reply. "Oh, that would be perfect. I really need to lose a couple of pounds. " "Yea, right. Where could you lose a couple of pounds? You look perfect as you are. " "Oh, you are so kind. " "I'll meet you outside. " I needed to get away from her tempting body. Ten minutes later, we were running along those familiar roads where I spent so much of my life. It made me a little nostalgic. That is, until she picked up the pace. Then I did all I could just to keep up with her. Well, she ran my socks off. Seven miles. Boy, could she run. No leisurely jogging for her. By the time we were 2 miles into the run, I was dripping sweat and when we finally returned to her house, my muscles were cramping and my tee shirt and shorts were soaking with sweat. She was also sweating, but not nearly as much as I. As we walked in the house, I was pulling off my shirt. "I can't wait to take a shower" "Me too. " "So, who goes first?" "Well," she hesitated. "There's a problem. We have a small problem with the shower. " "What kind of problem. " I was afraid of the response. I didn't even want to hear that there was something wrong with the shower. "It's the heater. The element's going bad. Hank said he was going to replace it but he just hasn't gotten around to it yet. I keep bugging him but you know how he is, the more you bug him, the harder it is to get him to do it. " Yea, I knew Hank, alright. He had promised to help me remodel my kitchen over a couple of years ago and, each time we were supposed to do it, he had one excuse or another. Sometimes I was amazed that Becky put up with his shit. "So, you have no hot water?" Funny, I didn't notice it last night. "Oh no, there's hot water, the problem is it only lasts about 10 minutes and it takes me that time just to wash my hair. " Well, I guess that explained it. I was only in the shower about 5 minutes last night, just enough to rinse off. "Well, I guess it's a cold shower for me. It won't be the first time. " "Oh no, I couldn't let that happen, you're a guest. " I saw her blush. It was so easy to get her to blush, and so much fun. Her nipples began to push out against her sweat- drenched tee-shirt. I thought I'd tease her to get another rise. "Well, we could shower together... " It worked perfectly; she blushed all the way to the top of her hair. Her nipples continued growing and were so prominent I could see the little bumps circling her areolae. She looked down and said in a mousy voice, "I suppose we could... I mean I think we could, but I don't even want you looking at my body. You know how I feel about cheating. " "Yea, I know. I won't look at your body. We already discussed this before and you know how serious I am about my promise to you. I would never look at your naked body, even though I must say from what I've seen of it in clothing, it looks magnificent. " "Oh, you" she said and slapped me on the forearm. "You are incorrigible. " "Well, you have to promise not to look at me either. " A little mischievous smile appeared on her lips. "You got a deal, but just to make sure, I think we should turn the lights off. " "But, it will be totally dark. You have no windows in there. " "Exactly" Bummer. I was really looking forward to seeing her beautiful body, again. Oh, well, at least I would be near her naked body. Just the thought increased my level of excitement. "Come on. I don't want you dropping your stinky clothes on the floor. We can undress in the bathroom. " She led me down the hall to the bathroom. I stood in the doorway looking in. It wasn't very large but I was sure we could manage it "Let me just sneak by you," she said. I stepped aside but our bodies grazed each other, her nipples digging into my chest and her soft stomach grazing my growing cock. Much too soon for my liking, she moved into the bathroom "Oops," I said, "my fault. " "No harm done. But we need to be sure that doesn't happen when we are both naked in the shower. " "I'll keep my distance. " "Okay, let's both get undressed. We should both turn around so that we won't see the other naked. " Damn. She sure knew how to ruin a good thing. But, my disappointment only lasted a moment. When I turned around, right in front of me was a mirror on the back of the door. If I positioned myself just right, I would have a view of the entire bathroom. She turned her back to me and immediately pulled her tee-shirt over her head. Her exquisitely shaped back was crossed by a very thin bra strap. I had already removed my shirt so I began on my shoes and socks. My shorts were next followed quickly by my jock strap. I was only about half hard due to a certain sexual tension. I discreetly watched as she disposed of her running shorts leaving her in only a pair of very worn and frayed yellow cotton panties. Her butt showed through a hole worn over one cheek. "Oops, I better get the towels while I'm still decent," she said. She turned to face me and I averted my eyes quickly before she caught me peaking. "Uh... excuse me, I need to get to the cabinets. " I moved back a little and she moved in front of me. She turned to face me and quickly glanced at my naked midsection. "I didn't realize that you undress that quickly," she said. "But don't worry, I won't even look at your cock. " Just hearing her say the word cock increased my level of excitement and, again, my dick began to rise. "Now, what color towel would you like?" And there, oh... my... god. Her tits were so obscenely displayed in the bra. You know those bras that are little more than fine gauze? Well, that's what she wore and her nut-colored nipples were engorged and glaring at me, begging me to stare. And I did. I wanted so badly to tear that bra off her and suck one of those nuggets until she screamed in passion. I couldn't help it. My dick continued to rise. Did she say something? "Hello, anyone home... what color towel would you like?" "Uh, oh, sorry, I must have been thinking about work. " She gave me one of those 'yea, right' smiles. "Uh... it really doesn't matter, blue, I guess. " "Then blue it is. " She glanced again at my dick. To get to the cabinet under the sink, she bent from the waist keeping her knees mostly straight. Oh sweet Jesus. Those panties. They were even more worn than was obvious before. The elastic on one legband was separated from her satin panel and an expanse of curly hairs poked out. But that wasn't the half of it. On the other side, the crotch was totally ripped from the legband and hung uselessly leaving a gaping hole through which I had an absolutely beautiful view of her entire pussy. I immediately was totally hard. "I know there's a blue one here somewhere. " Why the fuck was it so important to find a blue one. But I didn't complain. I just stared. "Okay, here it is. " Much sooner than I would have like she backed up and stood. She put two towels by the bathtub. I turned around to step into the tub and now faced her backside. She reached behind her and unhooked her bra. Her panties slid off next. She bent over to turn on the water. There it was again. That gorgeous pussy only now totally uncovered. I could have just taken three steps and planted 7 inches in her. But she was very explicit about the groundrules so, instead, I just stood and watched while my dick throbbed, the head an angry purple. She got the water just right and turned. We both stood facing each other totally naked. "You weren't supposed to be watching. " "I didn't see your pussy, honest. " Again, that coquettish smile. "Okay, I believe you. Now, step in the tub and I'll turn off the lights. " She glanced again at my hard-on. I climbed in and she reached over to the light switch. We were soon enveloped in total darkness. Not a sliver of light. I felt the curtain move slightly as she entered the bathtub and moved in front of me. "I'm now going to turn on the shower and it's going to be cold at first so move to the back and give me some room," she said. I moved as far back as I could and she directed the water from the spigot to the shower head. Before the cold water could come out of the shower head, she moved back into me, her upper back barely touching my chest. Below my balls were resting on the slope of her buttocks and my hard-on was molded to her lower back. "I hope you don't mind me against you like this but I need to make sure the temperature is perfect. " She bent over to adjust the handles on the taps and we broke contact. I wasn't sure if she was still bent over or not so I stepped forward and felt my dick rub an asscheek. The water pounded on her back. "Oops, I didn't know you were there. " I retreated an inch. "What, did you touch me? I didn't feel a thing. " She stood and backed up until my dick was just touching her soft and now wet asscheek. In fact, the contact was so light I wasn't even sure we were touching. I moved forward just to make sure. Yup, definitely soft woman flesh. "To be honest," I said, "I thought it would be hard to keep our bodies from touching but it's not that difficult. There's lot's of room in here. " I rubbed my dick across her ass, paused when it was nestled between her asscheeks, and continued on to the other cheek. She couldn't have missed the feel of it against her body. She wiggled her butt back and forth on my dick. "Yea, the tub's big enough to give us plenty of room so that we don't even come close to touching. " I moved to the right until the length of my shaft was nestled between her asscheeks. Very slowly, I bent my knees and felt my cockhead slowly drag down her asscrack. I paused with the shaft bent horizontally under her cheeks and then moved forward. My cockhead slowly slid along her pussylips until the top of the shaft was nestled lengthwise in their steamy embrace. There was something that felt like a hand on my dick. My god, her fingers were gently petting my dick. I flexed the shaft against her pusslips. "Mmm, this water's heavenly," she muttered. I could feel her spread her legs a little and slightly squat on my cockshaft. She removed her hand. The only place where we remained in contact was where her oily pussylips were gently surrounding my shaft. She began to roll her pelvis swabbing the top of my shaft with her pussy, back and forth, back and forth. The lips caressed my dick. At one point, she moved forward just enough so that my cocktip was barely nudging her cunt opening. "It's a good thing you suggested turning the lights off because otherwise you might see my thing and its is pretty hard right now. " Two fingers returned to the tip of my dick and tugged slowly and gently testing the hardness, circling the very tip of my cockhead in the mouth of her pussy. "REALLY, your dick's hard? We better keep our distance so that your dick doesn't accidentally rub against me. " She continued, "You know, you would get an eyeful, too, because my nipples are probably as hard as you dick. " I reached around her and gently cupped both of her firm breasts. Her nipples dug into my palms. I rubbed my hands in slow circles against her nipples. She gently pulled my dick forward and back and began moving her pelvis so that just the very tip of my cock went in and out of her cunt. "Then it's definitely a good idea that the lights are out. Otherwise I might have to peek. I wouldn't want to, but your breasts probably look so full and firm and I bet your nipples look so suckable that I might not be able to help myself. " "Then it is definitely a good idea that the lights are off," she agreed. "Oops. " "What happened?" she asked. "I dropped the bar of soap. " "Here, I'll get it. You know... ," her voice indicated that she was now bent over, probably looking for the soap. ..". it really is a good thing the lights are off now because the way I'm bent over you would now be able to see my thing. " "You mean your pussy?" "Uh, yea, my pussy" "Well, I doubt I would see anything because I'm sure your pussy lips are hidden. " Her fingers were again stroking my cock. "Don't be so sure," she said. "They are definitely sticking out and would probably be obvious. You know, I have very prominent lips that have a tendency to gape open like a mouth. They can be very naughty when I get as wet as I am now. " "Oh, here's that bar of soap. Let me just kick it up toward you. " I kicked it so that it barely moved between her feet. I could feel her bend further because most of the head of my dick slid into her cunt. I tried to push more in but her fingers kept the flange of my cock and the shaft outside her body. I was rapidly losing control. I continued, "So, you're saying that if the lights were on I would see that you were wet and your pussy lips were sticking out and puckered?" "Uh... yea. And you know what else?" "No, what else?" "I have a pretty big, uh, you know, clit, and it might show, too. " She removed my dick from the mouth of her pussy and was now using the head to rub what felt like a knot of gristle. Hairs tickled the rim of my cock. "Well it sure is a good thing that this tub is big because right now, my dick is as big as it's ever been. " She reached all the way to the base and trailed her fingers back to the head, almost as if feeling exactly how big it was. She began to jack it a little harder. On each upstroke it rubbed her clit. "And with it this big, if the tub was small it might accidentally brush you or something. I mean, you know, if your lips were spread open, I it might accidentally, well... you know " I could here her breathing hard, even over the shower spray. "Yea, we are lucky that... it's... so... ungh,... so... damn big. " Did she mean the bathtub or my dick? "The tub, I mean, the tub's so big... I don't know... I don't know about your dick... " Yea, right. She grabbed my dick and put the head back in her opening, again circling the mouth. I decided to press on. "I was wondering... " "Unh huh?" ..". if you ever considered cheating on Hank?" "Oh no," she said. I pushed a little and this time she didn't stop me. The entire head and part of the shaft were firmly lodged in the mouth of her pussy. She squeezed her cunt and rotated her ass driving me up the wall. "I would never do that. " "You mean, you never even thought about it?" She used her fingers to pull my cock even deeper. I was now three inches in her. I flexed my dick and felt her shiver and gasp. "Never. " She withdrew an inch and settled back against me impaling another two inches. "Oh, sometimes I guess... I guess, whew... I think about what a nice big juicy cock so and so has. " She began to slide forward an inch, then retreat, then forward. "And that's all?" "No, sometimes I guess I think about it deep inside me, moving slowly in and out... in and out... what it would feel like to slowly... go in deep... and then pull almost out... " "Really? You know, sometimes I think about how nice it would be to be snuggled in some juicy and clinging but oh so warm pussy. I also think about how good it feels to go in and out... in and out slowly... I have a pretty big dick so the friction drives me crazy... just rubbing the inner walls. " "Ungh, oh god. " She reached behind me with both hands and grasped my ass, pulling me deep into her cunt. "I... I think about... sometimes... when that cock is going in and out, whew... how good it would feel if it slowly got faster," I sped up a little, " and plunged deep and rotated against my clit," I sank all the way in and ground against her and rotated against her clit... "and flexed deep, oh so deep in my pussy... " "You know what I think about?" I grabbed her hips. "God, no... tell... tell me" "I think about how nice it is to come in a dripping wet pussy. " "Oh fuck... fuck... me... too... I... goddamn," we were moving fast against each other, her pussy milking my cock like crazy, flesh slapping flesh, "I think about come in my... my pussy. I love feeling the pulses of a hard... oh god... dripping... " "I love to hold myself deep within the warmth and wetness of a slick, squeezing pussy... " "Oh god, me too... I love... to fee... to feel... a... hard... a hard cock... come... deep in my dripping wet, squeezing... pussy... I... cooooommmmmeeeee. " "I held her tightly against my midsection and shot one, two, three volleys deep inside her. After each shot, she squeezed and pulled me tighter. We slowly ground against each other. We actually showered for another 15 minutes barely bumping each other and the water stayed just as warm. When we were done she turned off the water, stepped from the shower, and handed me what was, I guess, the blue towel. I suppose that she dried herself off, because she quickly opened the door a crack and was through it before I could catch a glimpse of her. Before she closed the door, she stuck her head back in and said, "Well, I guess Hank fixed the shower after all. " * * * * * Please send your comments (good and bad) to the address in my profile. 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