I'll show mine...
written by:
Bigjohn2501

It all started when I was 12. She was 2 years younger than me, and had grown up in the house next door since we were young. We were best friends, until she moved away to the next town over. Our parents didn't really get along, so I had a hard time convincing them to take me over to her new house. When I finally did get a chance to go over, it was a defining moment in my childhood.

She was the middle child of 3 sisters. The older sister was about 5 years older and was left in charge of watching us, but the younger sister was of the annoying, always pestering type. We finally got some time to ourselves by suggesting hide and go seek, and then hiding out in the attic where she wouldn't go. Left to ourselves with no one to bug us, we sat there and chatted about everything. And then it finally came out... I'll show you mine if you show me yours. I don't even remember who suggested it at first, but she quickly jumped up and pulled her shirt and training bra off and her shorts and panties down. I followed suit, getting slightly embarrassed as my young cock started to get hard. Nothing really happened after that, we were both too awkward and unsure what to do, but touching her barely formed breasts was the highlight of my younger years.

After that, we never really saw each other again, except for the occasional, random chance encounter. When I was 16 she stopped by the restaurant I was working at with a boyfriend that was older than me. The guy pissed me off on how she was hanging off of him, but I was as nice as I could be while I got their food for them. The next time I had any contact with her was in my late 20's, thanks to the greatest stalker-net of them all, Facebook.

By that time, I had moved across the country for a new job. Feeling a little out of place on my own in a new area, I started looking around for old friends and eventually came across her profile page. And holy shit, did she grow up. I'll take a moment to step back and talk about the other highlight of my young life. Her mom. My family had a pool, and one hot summer day I had rang their doorbell to see if she wanted to come over to go swimming. Her mom answered the door in a bikini. To this day I can still remember what she looked like, the image clearly burned into my young mind. Knockout blonde bombshell, thin, with at least d cups oozing sex not 2 feet in front of me. I was barely able to get out that I was looking for her daughter. Eventually I had figured out that she was telling me that Kelly would be over in a few minutes. I just stood there with a dumb look starting at her tits. Laughing, she told me that I could go, she'd be right over. So to say that Kelly had grown up to be a spitting image of her mom would almost not do her justice, she looked even better.

I didn't hesitate to hit the friend button and send her a message. She responded a short while later and we quickly hit it off, remembering about stories of tormenting her little sister and the games we used to play. As we kept talking, I found out that she was in the middle of going through a divorce, and as it happened, her little sister lived only about an hour away from me and she was going to be in town visiting in about a month's time. I quickly setup a date with her.

Over the next month we chatted quite a bit, reminiscing about our childhood adventures. We flirted a little bit too, but never brought up the topic of what happened when we last hung out as kids. Finally it came to the week that she was in town for, and I was actually pretty nervous about meeting her again. We had made plans to meet up at some restaurant out near her sister. I had arrived first, and it was all I could do to keep my jaw from hitting the floor when she walked in the door. She had on a blue dress that hugged every curve, with an ample keyhole showing off her massive cleavage. I felt just like a little kid staring at her mom's tits again.

I managed to pull my eyes away this time before being told and greeted her with a big hug. I was intoxicated by the smell of her, the texture of the back of her dress as I ran my hand over it, and of course her ample tits pressing into my chest. My cock began to instantly stir. "Let's go get our table?" was the best excuse I could come up with to break off our hug before she felt my cock poking her.

It had almost been like we picked up right where we had left off all those years ago, just without the annoying little sister there to bug us. Dinner was eaten, wine was drank, and times were merry again. After a couple hours in the restaurant, and the waiter giving us the hairy eyeball for occupying his table long enough, we finally decided to head on out. "Are you ok to drive?" I asked as we made it outside. "Cops are pretty harsh here, I don't want you getting in trouble because of me." That and I just didn't want her to leave yet.

"Aww, you're so sweet. I'd love a ride, but to anywhere other than my sister's place. Love her and all, but I've had enough of family for a while."

I tried not to respond too quickly, as I didn't want her to think I had planned it out or anything. "Could always head back to my place and keep drinking. I have a bottle of rum sitting in my cabinet that I've been meaning to finish off for a while now..."

She smiled back, "You sure know the way to a girl's heart." She put her arm through mine to steady herself. "To more booze! Let's go!"

I managed to not speed too much on the trip home, but I think I did do it in record time. We made it inside, "Go ahead and have a seat, I'll get some shots going." When I got back to the living room, she had already sat down on the couch. If I hadn't been so focused on not spilling the drinks, I probably would've tripped over myself. Her sitting there smiling up at me would've been enough on it's own, but in the act of sitting down, her already short dress had rode up on her, giving me a fantastic view of her long smooth legs. "Cheers!" We tipped shot glasses and down they went. A couple shots later and we were both feeling the affects pretty good.

"Remember when we used to just lay there and stare at the clouds to annoy Kimmy?"

I laughed. It was one of our favorite ways to get her little sister to leave us alone. "I think hiding in your attic worked better though." Oh shit, I thought right after I said it. I wasn't sure if she even remembered what we did up there, we had both stayed away from that topic. If it wasn't for the alcohol, I probably wouldn't have gone there.

She was quiet for a second, then laughed. "I was wondering if you had remembered about that." She paused for another second. "Huh, so I guess that means that you have seen me naked before!" She flopped back onto the couch giggling.

I gave her a somewhat puzzled look, figuring that was supposed to be an internal comment that she accidentally said aloud. Not sure where to go next, I said the first dumb thing that came to my head. "Yea, but I think you fill out that training bra a little bit better now though." She busted out laughing, covering her face with her hands. I couldn't help but join in laughing with her.

After a good few minutes on laughing at something that we probably shouldn't have laughed that much at, we finally calmed down enough to breath again. "Oh my god," she sighed. She smiled over at me, "Hey John, I'll show you mine if you show me yours?" I looked at her, trying to figure out if she was actually being serious or not when she ran a hand down to the hem of her dress and started pulling it up, her other hand wandered up to her breast and squeezed it. She laughed again, "You should see the look on your face!" I halfway expected to stop fondling herself and laugh the whole thing off as a joke, but instead she sprang to her feet with the agility unbecoming of a drunk woman. I gave her a puzzled look, my mind still trying to catch up to what was about to happen. "What, you think I'm joking?" She reached behind her neck and untied her dress, pulling it down just as fast as she pulled her shirt off all those years ago. She was left in a black lace g-string, standing in front of me in all her glory. How could I resist after seeing that? If my cock had hands of its own, it would have already had my pants undone. It settled with doing what it could, straining to be let out.. I fumbled with my belt and zipper, finally pulling my pants and underwear off in one shot. "Mmm, just as hard as I remember it!" She kneeled down in front of me, grabbing the base of my cock and giving it a light squeeze. My shirt came off much easier than my pants did, clearing my head just in time so I could watch her mouth engulf the head of my cock. Her hands moved away from my cock, running her fingernails up my body. She took one look up at me and smiled at me as best as she could with just the tip of my cock still in her mouth. In one fell swoop she plunged down the entire length of my dick. I could feel the head hitting the back of her throat, her tongue and throat muscles clamping down as I grunted at the pleasure of the feeling. She held there for a few seconds then pulled all the way off my cock, letting it slap against my stomach. A shiver went through me from the contrast of her warm mouth to the cool air on my spit covered cock. Her hand shot back to my well lubricated cock, giving it a couple quick strokes.

As much as I wanted her to sit there and suck my cock all night, those tits were mine. I only had eyes for them. "Why don't you get up here?" I shot her way. As almost to show me what I was about to miss out on, she quickly pulled one of my balls her in mouth, giving it a quick suck then running her tongue up the length of my shaft. She continued to slither up on the couch with me, running her large breasts over my cock as she went by. Her long blonde hair surrounded my face in a mix of thousands of silky strands brushing my face and the intoxicating smell of her shampoo momentarily before she swished her hair to all one side, finally letting me see her face again. A huge grin covered her face as I wrapped my hands around her. One hand quickly found one of her breasts as the other found its way to her face. I brushed a few strands of her out of her face then pulled her lips to mine. Locked into our embrace, my hand massaging her tit and her lace covered pussy slowly grinding on my cock. Our tongues exploring new boundaries, with a sharp breath whenever I'd pinch her nipple. Her breast felt fantastic, just like I dreamed it would for all those years. So full and soft, the weight just right, and capped with a perfect hard little nipple that I could roll around in my fingers. I wanted more. Without warning, I flipped her to her side so that she was laying down on the couch on her back with her legs now wrapped around me. I kissed ever so lightly down her neck, stopping every so often to suck for a moment or two. I hit a couple ticklish spots causing her to squirm under me, but eliciting no complaints. Finally reaching my goal, I took her nipple in my mouth. So warm and tender, I was in heaven. My hand quickly found her other nipple and started playing with it in time to the movement of my tongue. One of her hands found the back of my head and ran through my hair while her other hand reached down to grab onto my cock again, only managing a good squeeze as she could barely reach. After stretching for a second or two to play with my cock, she moved her hand and slid it down her pantiesto rub her pussy. I looked up at her to see her eyes shut and her face covered by a huge smile. Every couple seconds a moan would escape her lips as I sucked or nibbled on her nipple or when she hit a sensitive spot with her fingers.

I finally broke away from her tit. "I think you still haven't shown me everything yet," I said teasing. I quickly kissed my way down her stomach, stopping as I finally reached her still covered pussy. I could smell her wetness, the smell seemingly encouraging me to continue on. I did everything I could to keep myself from diving right in as I tried to savor every moment. My lips found the inside of her thighs, lightly kissing and sucking everything they went over. Finally I let my hands grab the strings of her panties and start to pull them off of her, her legs coming together above me to allow me to pull them off. A perfect sight greeted me and I left her panties at her knees, keeping her legs together in the air for a moment so I could admire the view. Her pussy was completely shaved, pink lips puffing out just enough, followed by her little puckered asshole. Wetness was just oozing out of her. I had waiting long enough and I wanted to taste her. I dove in, hitting her asshole with my tongue and licking up all her juices that had started to flow. My tongue traced her pussy lips up and down, teasing her clit to come out to play. She finally kicked her panties off the rest of the way on her own and spread her legs, giving me better access. My tongue finally made contact with her clit, sending a spasm through her body. I started making slow circles around her clit, pushing it side to side as I passed by it. Her hands found the back of my head, fingers locking themselves into my hair to hold my head there. Her breathing was coming faster and faster now with moans mixed in when I hit a particularly sensitive spot. Finally, I wrapped my lips around her clit and started to suck it in, eliciting a sharp breath in from her. Her entire body started to twist and coil like a spring ready to snap. One hand left the back of my head so she could pinch and squeeze her own nipple as she arched her back and tried to pull my face even deeper into her. Still sucking on her clit, I slowly started to add pressure with my tongue, slowly rolling it around with just the tip of my tongue. Her legs clamped around my head, shaking from the start of her orgasm. A steady stream of "ohmygod" started escaping her mouth as it hit her fully. Her skin flushed as her body went through a series of spasms. I slowed down my pressure, not wanting to overload her too much, and watched as the built up tension of the build up left her body. As if she was floating 2 feet above the couch, she slowly floated back down and settled into the cushions. She was still holding on to her breast, but her nipple forgotten. I released my grip on her pussy and slid my way back up her body. Her head turned, eyes closed, and giggling away like a little school girl. Not wanting to interrupt her, I guided the head of my cock into her welcoming pussy. It slid effortlessly into her. I pushed all the way in and held it, letting us both get used to my cock inside of her. After what seemed an eternity of just laying on her, I slowly started to thrust in and out. We quickly built into a rhythm with each other, building up to a furious pace. It didn't take long before I could feel my cock ready to blow. I kept thrusting, oblivious to everything else around me. My cock erupted in a furious storm, emptying every drop of cum out of my balls into into her pussy. Stars flashed and my world spun as wave after wave ran through me. I collapsed on top of her, our sweaty bodies sticking together. I dimly became aware that she was shaking from the after effects of another orgasm as well. We finally kissed, laughing together as my softening cock was still in her pussy. "We definitely need to do this more often," I managed to say. If I had the energy left, I would've been embarrassed from the corny line, instead she just laughed at it along with me.