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The Good Guy
by Spenser (pilot2nav@yahoo.com)
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A true story about an unexpected evening with my
mother's best friend. (F/m-teen, ped, reluc, 1st)
***
I grew up a pretty typical 15 year old guy living in
suburbia in the mid eighties. I went to school, hung
out with my friends and did odd jobs for spending
money. One of the odd jobs I would do on occasion was
babysitting; pretty easy cash for not much work. So it
wasn't much of a deal when my mom asked me to baby-sit
for her friend Kim.
Kim was one of mom's best friends though she was
several years younger than mom. She was also one of the
few divorced people I knew in our neighborhood. She had
been divorced a couple years and had a three year old
son named Jake. Kim was going on one of her first post
divorce dates. A date with a guy mom had proudly set
her up with.
So on one warm Friday evening I gathered up my book
bag, got on my bike and rode the few blocks to Kim's
house. I walked up to the door, knocked and announced
myself. A voice in the back of the house told me to
come on in. Kim was one of those old fashioned trusting
souls that rarely locked the front door. I made my way
into the house, past the living room and into the
kitchen.
I put my book bag on the kitchen table and looked into
the family room. There was Jake in a corner of the room
playing with his wooden train set; which is all he ever
seemed to do. I went over and said "Hi" to Jake, then
returned to the kitchen table and grabbed a seat. A few
minutes later Kim came scurrying out from the back
bedroom.
I had never really thought much of Kim. She was a
grown-up, my mom's friend; just another adult in the
neighborhood. Years later I can tell you she was a
beautiful woman, average height with beautiful short
brown hair. She had a beautiful face and beautiful blue
eyes. She had large firm breasts sitting atop a slender
waist and a beautiful shapely ass and legs. But to a
fifteen year old kid, she was just another adult.
She padded into the kitchen in her stocking feet
wearing a black halter-dress. The dress wasn't too
short or sexy coming down a couple inches above her
knee. The skirt was connected to a halter top that was
tied in a bow in the back; the ends of the bow brushing
her shoulder blades.
Kim proceeded to give me the obligatory pre-departure
safety speech as she cruised around the kitchen tending
to last minute details. I pretended to pay attention,
putting my legs up on the rungs of the chair next to
me. Suddenly Kim gasped as a car pulled into the
driveway. "He's here" she exclaimed as she retreated to
her bedroom. A minute later there was a knock on the
door. Kim yelled "I'll be right there" from the back
room.
A minute later she reemerged from her room now with a
pair of black heels on her stocking feet and a black
purse in her hand. She continued her safety lecture to
me as she scurried back out into the kitchen. As she
walked into the kitchen she glanced into a mirror and
gasped. "Shit", she said and wheeled around towards the
dining room table. She then did something that changed
my life forever.
She took the purse in her hand and banged it onto the
chair that my feet were under and started digging
around in it. To do this she had bent at the waist in
order to see inside the purse. This action caused the
top of her halter dress to open wide and I could see
all the way down her top. I could see everything. I
could see the gentle folds of her stomach; I could even
see the tops of her panty hose. But most of all, I
could see her breasts. I couldn't quite see her
nipples, but I could watch the gentle motion of her
breasts as she dug around in her purse.
I just stared and those beautiful mounds of flesh a
mere three feet in front of me. I was mesmerized. Sure,
I had seen others girls breasts before; I had been to
third base with one of the girls in my school. But
there was something strangely erotic about gazing at
these mature, forbidden fruits especially since she was
totally unaware that she was giving me this magnificent
view.
Eventually, she whipped out a container from her purse,
looked back into the mirror and applied some very red
lipstick to her mouth. She then snapped the purse
closed and exclaimed, "I gotta run." She dashed into
the family room and gave Jake a quick kiss and then
scurried out the door to join her date.
I must have sat at that table for a half an hour
reliving what I had just seen. My cock became hard as a
rock each time I thought back to what I had seen. Then,
Jake started to fuss and I broke out of my pleasant
stupor to get back to work. I eventually fed Jake and
put him to bed. I believe I even got my homework done.
But when all was finished my mind went back to Kim's
beautiful, soft, full breasts. I went to the living
room and lay down on the couch. It was time to relieve
the pressure building up in my balls.
As I started to stroke myself it occurred to me "She's
coming back tonight." "She is coming back; I have to
get another look. I have to get Kim to bend over like
that again". I decided to save my load until she got
home and I could get another repeat performance. But
the trick was figuring out a way to make sure she would
bend over again.
I put my cock back in my pants and went around the
house trying to find a way to ensure Kim would expose
her breasts to me again. I figured she would go into
Jakes room to give him a good night kiss, but she would
be facing the wrong way for me to get a look when she
did. I agonized about this for quite a while. Then I
got an idea. Jakes collapsible stroller was sitting in
the living room next to the couch.
I went into the garage and got a pair of pliers and
tightened down one of the nuts that allowed the
stroller to fold. The nut was so tight that you
couldn't fold the stroller. My plan would be to show
Kim the malfunctioning stroller. The nut was near the
wheels and she would have to bend over in order to
investigate the problem. And I would be able to take in
all of Kim's glory as she investigated the problem.
Sweet!
My plan was set. Now all I had to do was wait; and oh
man, that was hard. Time went by at an agonizingly slow
pace. I got up and peered out the window each time a
car cruised down the street. Finally, at just after
midnight, a car came down the street and pulled into
the driveway. Kim was home.
My heart was THUDDING in my chest; my mouth was bone
dry; I was so excited. It was an eternity until I heard
a noise at the door. I heard a thump and keys jangling.
I continued to hear keys jangling and jangling but no
key entering the lock. Finally, I could wait no longer.
I made my way to the front door and opened it.
There at the door was Kim. She was leaning against the
door jamb; purse in one hand keys in the other. As I
turned on the porch light, the car in the driveway
backed into the street and turned away. Kim slowly
realized her date was leaving and turned to wave
goodbye. She then stumbled into me and into the house.
It was then that I smelled it; alcohol. She reeked of
booze and other assorted smells. She slurred something
that I am certain was some sort of greeting as she
stumbled down the hall holding one arm out against the
wall in order to maintain balance.
As she walked away from me I noticed she looked
different. She had no panty hose on. I could see her
smooth tanned legs stretching out beneath the hem of
her skirt. I also noticed that the bow in her halter
top was gone; the top loosely tied with the ends of the
fabric now draped down to the small of her back. I
stared slack-jawed as Kim made her way towards the
kitchen. I had never seen anyone drunk before,
especially this drunk. I didn't know what to think. I
didn't know what to do. I wasn't expecting this.
She was so drunk I could hardly make out a word she was
saying. She made her way into the kitchen and propped
herself up against one of the chairs. She was wobbling
as she stood there; she could hardly stand upright in
her heels. She mumbled something, though the only thing
I could make out was Jake. I explained to her that Jake
was fine and was fast asleep. As she stood there
wobbling I didn't know what to do. The good guy in me
thought I should grab my book bag and head on home;
call it a night. But then the horny guy in me stepped
up and reminded me about my plan. I had to execute my
plan!
I told Kim that I had tidied up the house but, for some
reason, I couldn't get the stroller to fold up.
Something was wrong with it. At first, through a deeply
slurred voice she dismissed the problem and told me to
forget about it. But I wasn't going to take that for an
answer. I insisted that she had to come take a look and
I started making my way to the living room hoping she
would follow. She did. She let go of the chair and
wobbled her way to my well rehearsed position near the
stroller. She barely made it to the living room;
failing to properly negotiate the corner and thumping
into the wall.
She walked up to the opposite side of the stroller from
where I was standing. I bent at the waist to show her
the malfunctioning part hoping she would follow my
lead. And, once again, she did. However, when she bent
at the waist, she didn't stop. She continued right on
over and made a face-plant right on the carpet. I
watched her go over and was only able to grab her arm
on her way down. I didn't do much good; she hit with a
thud!
I ran behind her holding her arm and tried to turn her
over. As I rolled her off her face and onto her side
the ties of her halter top let go and her left breast
spilled out onto the carpet. This time it wasn't just
the side of her breast I was looking at, but the whole
breast with her dark areola and erect nipple! The
nipple was about a half inch long and nestled in the
soft shag.
Kim was making some sort of unintelligible sounds and
her eyes were swimming around in her head. So I
continued to try to roll her onto her back. As I did
this the other side of Kim's halter top came down and
her right breast was exposed. In addition, as she
rolled onto her back her right knee came over, but her
left leg stayed flat.
Her raised right knee caused the hem of her skirt to
rise up and as Kim rolled onto her back her legs ended
up splayed wide apart and her skirt bunched up around
her waist. Kim not only no longer had panty hose on,
she did not have panties on either. Kim laid there on
her back with her legs spread wide and her pussy fully
exposed to me. My cock instantly got rock hard. I
couldn't believe my eyes. I couldn't believe my good
fortune!
I stared at her close cropped brown muff as I tried to
figure what to do with Kim's limp body. The hair of her
pussy was shaved to a point right at the top of her
vaginal lips. The lips of her pussy were puffy. Clearly
her date had recently visited her loins.
I broke my staring eyes away from Kim's mound to look
at her face. Her eyes were still swimming in their
sockets and her head was lolling from side to side. She
again tried to say something to me, but made no sense.
Her head then lolled down and I think she realized that
her breasts were exposed because she mumbled something
and tried to reach for the strings of her opened blouse
but her hands lacked the proper coordination.
The "good guy" in me took advantage of this momentary
distraction and I decided I should quit while I was
ahead. I had already seen much more than I had hoped.
Better stop before I get in trouble. I decided I would
move Kim to the couch, cover her up and leave. So,
while still holding the Kim's one arm I straddled her
body and reached around her back to try to lift her. As
I did that my forearm brushed against her soft, warm
breast; and I stopped.
I couldn't help it, I had to feel her tit; it was right
there, so soft and tempting. I let go of the other arm
and started to caress her breast. Kim let out an
unintelligible gasp as I started to knead her tit. I
gently and firmly moved my fingers around her breast
circling my way past her areola to her nipple. As I
stroked her nipple, it got larger, firmer, plumper.
As I continued to caress her nipple, Kim started to
squirm. I unconsciously lowered my body onto Kim's as I
attempted to get a closer look at her nipple. As our
bodies met I felt Kim's body thrust up to meet mine. If
my cock was hard before; it was turgid now!
As I felt Kim's body respond to my touch I started
kneading both her tits with increased firmness. As I
did this I saw what looked like a ball of white begin
to grow on the top of her erect nipples. I wasn't sure
of what I was seeing, but as I reached down and
squeezed her breasts again, the ball of white exploded
in a small spray of liquid. Her breasts were milking
and the spray hit me in the face, and on my lips. I
licked my lips and squeezed her breasts again; another
spray. This was amazing. I massaged her breasts, her
nipples sprayed and her body began to thrust under
mine. This was turning out to be the most amazing night
of my life!
Finally I raised myself up; I had to relieve the
pressure that was building up in my pants. I watched
Kim's subconscious thrusting as I undid my pants. Her
pussy lips were still very swollen but now I could see
moisture glistening between the lips of her vagina.
After I slid my pants down below my knees I raised my
hand up and felt her pussy. Kim let out a deep long
sigh as my fingers slid easily between her pussy lips.
Her pussy felt warm, soft and very wet as my fingers
slid through to the bump of her engorged clitoris. As I
stroked her clit, Kim let out a deep throated, drunken
moan and her body gave a huge involuntary thrust. As
her body thrust up, my finger accidentally slipped deep
into her wet pussy. Oh my god. I can still remember the
sound of her wetness slopping around as I probed deep
inside her.
Right about then I believe a bit of reason found its
way through Kim's alcohol clouded mind for she began to
try to get up. Her arms flailed for support as she
started to lift her body out from under mine. She
mumbled that she shouldn't be doing this as she raised
herself onto one arm. Once again, the "good guy" in me
came back and I pulled my fingers out from her sopping
pussy. I moved forward to try and help her up, and to
tell her I was sorry.
Christ, Kim is my mom's best friend! What had I done?
As I moved forward to try to help Kim, her arm gave way
and she fell back onto the carpet. Because of my new
position, as she fell back I fell too. My head fell on
top of hers, my chest fell on top of her bare breasts,
and my cock fell right on top of her inflamed pussy. I
had already decided I was going to get off of her so I
immediately raised my pelvis in order to back away. But
clearly the horny guy in me had other ideas. I had to
get one more feel of her beautiful soft breasts.
So, as I raised my pelvis up to leave, my right hand
once again grabbed her soft breast and kneaded the
nipple. Milk dribbled out of her nipple and Kim gave
out a low moan. At the same time her pelvis gave an
involuntary thrust and the apex of her thrust touched
the tip of my dangling erect cock. I felt her pussy on
the tip of my cock; and I couldn't help myself. I
pulled my pelvis back an additional inch, lowered
myself slightly and thrust forward with great urgency.
Her pelvis crashed back to the floor with the full
length of my cock buried deep inside her. My cock slid
into her hot, wet pussy with ease. Once I was inside,
Kim's body went crazy.
She bucked, thrust and flailed with me inside. Her
hands reached around my back and her nails dug deep
into my body. She let out deep guttural moans of
pleasure as she fucked, and fucked and fucked me. My
entire body remained rigid as she bucked underneath. I
could feel the wetness of her pussy coating my inner
thighs. In a matter of minutes I came deep inside her.
My body went limp as she continued to thrust and squirm
against me.
I laid on top of her until my spent, flaccid cock
slipped out from between her lips. I continued to lie
there, not quite sure what to do. Eventually, Kim
started muttering some unintelligible words. I raised
my head to look at her. Her head lolled a little bit as
she gave me a small kiss. Then she hiccupped and her
head fell to the side. She was out.
I softly called her name and gently shook her head. No
response. I got up, put my well-spent cock back into my
pants and looked down at my mom's best friend. Her
brown hair disheveled, her makeup smeared and drool
pooling at her mouth. Her dress bunched up around her
waist. Her beautiful full breasts wet and exposed, her
legs slightly spread and her pussy, pouting and
vulnerable. What a sight.
I pulled the straps of her dress up around her neck and
lovingly tucked each breast back inside her blouse. I
pulled her dress down and gently picked her up. Kim
opened her eyes as I raised her off the floor. She
placed an arm around me as I carried her to her
bedroom. Again she mumbled some things to me as I
carried her to her bed, but I don't know what she said.
I don't know that she knew where she was or who she was
with.
I laid her on top of her bed, took her shoes off and
placed them on the floor. I stared at her for a long
while. God, I wanted to feel her again, she was so
beautiful lying there. But then I started thinking
about tomorrow. What was going to happen when she woke
up? Oh my god, would she tell my mother? As that fear
quelled my lust, I turned out the lights, checked in on
Jake one last time and left.
I left Kim and the best night of sex I would have for
years.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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