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This work copyrighted **a9**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
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My Visit to Hank and Becky's
By
Lance Wulff
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 payoff.
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 aureolae, 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.
"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.
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