I hadn’t seen my old college friend Tess for some time, and I was looking forward to spending my two-week vacation with her, at her invitation.

As I checked myself in the car mirror after pulling into her driveway, I realized I had made a poor choice in wearing my light blue shorts, as there was now a visible wet spot at the crotch, the result of a passionate roadside encounter with a handsome hitch-hiker. Oh well, I thought, Tess would understand, since she had always been as sexually adventurous as I was.

Grabbing my suitcase from the passenger seat, I headed for the front door. When I rang the bell it was answered by a man I recognized immediately as Tess’s younger brother, Sean. “Hey, Darla, it’s sure good to see you again,” he said, hugging me. “Come on in.” He led me through the house to the kitchen, where he offered me a glass of iced tea. We sat across from each other at the kitchen table as we drank, and I asked him where Tess was.

“Tess asked me to come over and meet you,” Sean explained, “because she and our mom had to go see our grandma, who fell yesterday and broke her hip.”

I said I was sorry to hear that, and that perhaps I should come back some other time. “Tess was afraid you’d say that,” Sean said with a smile. “So she told me to keep you here no matter what. They’ll be coming home tomorrow afternoon, so if you don’t mind bumming around with me for twenty-four hours, I’ll keep you company.”

Sean was only two years younger than Tess, and we’d hung out a lot in our college days. He had always been witty and fun, so I said that would be fine.

When we finished our tea Sean said he would show me to my room so I could unpack and freshen up. He carried my bag upstairs to the guest room, which was spacious and pleasant, with a private bathroom.

Instead of leaving me alone, however, Sean lingered on in the room, and now I saw that he was grinning from ear to ear. I asked what was so funny, and I could feel my face flush when he said, “I couldn’t help noticing that your shorts are kind of damp there, Darla. Did you wet yourself, or are you just excited to see me?”

I tried to look indignant. “That’s a pretty personal question, Sean,” I told him, but before I could say anything more he closed the distance between us, pinning me up against the wall as he pressed his lips to mine.

I twisted away as quickly as I could, saying, “Behave yourself, Sean, or I’ll have to tell your sister. Just go away now, and we’ll forget about this.” Actually I wasn’t as calm as I seemed, as the truth was I had always had a secret attraction to my friend’s little brother. But I knew he was married now, although he had not yet mentioned his wife. But I didn’t want to get mixed up in a domestic quarrel, or to complicate my friendship with Tess. So I was determined that nothing would happen between us on this visit. Kind of determined, anyway.

After Sean left I had a nap and took a shower before dressing for dinner. My instincts told me that Sean would make another pass at me that evening, and in spite of my vow I found myself dressing in a fairly provocative manner. I even ended up leaving off my panties. Well, the guy was pretty damn attractive, after all.

We went out for dinner, neither of us being much of a cook, and over the meal I came right out and asked Sean about his wife. He looked a little surprised. “Didn’t Tess tell you I was divorced over a year ago?” he asked me. I said no, she hadn’t, and told him I was sorry to hear it, though I wasn’t so sure about that.

We stopped to buy some wine on our way home, so we could have a nightcap. We were on our third glass when Sean made his move, sliding over close to me on the sofa to put his arm around my shoulders. He didn’t rush things, but began rubbing my shoulder lightly while continuing to talk about our college days.

“Darla,” he said then, “do you remember that time when you and Tess were planning to meet some guys, and I was hanging around just to bug you? You took me aside and told me that if I left the two of you alone, you would give me something special some day. Remember?” I honestly didn’t remember saying that, so I just shook my head. “Well, I’ve never forgotten it,” Sean went on. “And I’ve fantasized about you giving me something special ever since.”

With that he leaned over and gave me a tender kiss, and I found myself returning it. “Well,” I murmured when our lips parted, “if I said that, maybe it’s time for me to keep my word.”

Our second kiss was much more passionate. I felt his hand on my knee, and I relaxed my legs as he slowly slid it beneath my dress, moving up my thigh. He must have rubbed my upper thigh for a good two minutes before that hand slid up to my crotch. His mouth fell open as his fingers found my unprotected opening.

“Oh my God, Darla, you’ve got the warmest, slickest pussy!” he moaned.

“Why don’t we go upstairs and fuck,” I whispered, to his obvious delight. “It will be our little secret, okay, and Tess doesn’t have to know.”

In the guest room we quickly undressed ourselves. Sean finished first, diving under the covers while I was pulling my dress over my head, and when I dropped my bra he moaned again.

We were soon smooching like teenagers. Sean caressed my firm breasts, occasionally nibbling and sucking my large pink nipples. “I’ve always dreamed of doing this, Darla,” he told me. “You were my fantasy girl, who I used to jerk off thinking about. Sometimes I still do.” He moved down between my legs then to get a closer look at my pussy. “God, that’s so beautiful!” he breathed. “I’d really like to kiss it.”

“Please do,” I said to him, spreading my legs further. “I love to be eaten out. Make me come in your face, lover, then fuck me and make me come again with your cock.”

Sean gave a little cry of passion as he slowly lowered his face between my nylon-encased legs. I felt his hot breath against my moist opening before his stiff pointed tongue pierced my slippery lips.

It was obvious that mine was not the first pussy he had ever eaten. His mouth and tongue were magical as he munched hungrily away on my drooling cunt, quickly bringing me to one of the most intense orgasms I could remember having.

He continued eating me out after I regained my composure, and I experienced a second orgasm in short order. Contractions were still pulsing through my loins as he moved up, his face looming above me. His hard penis found my entrance easily, and I felt his thick blunt cockhead pressing against my yielding pussy lips. He entered me slowly but steadily, probing more deeply than any man had been able to do for a long time.

“Oh God, Sean, your cock is so big!” I gasped out. “Oh fuck, go easy, lover. But don’t stop!” God, it felt like his dick was inside me up to my tits, its thickness stretching my cunt to the max.

Once he had it all the way in he held himself dead still, pressing his heavy balls against my tingling asshole as I gradually adjusted to the immensity of him. Finally I moaned for him to start fucking me, and he did so, moving slowly at first and taking short strokes. He also had the presence of mind to ask me if I wanted him to pull out when he came. “No!” I panted. “Don’t you dare! I’m on the Pill, and I want you to come in my pussy!”

With that he began to gradually increase the speed and length of his strokes, until he was pulling his cock almost all the way out of me, then shoving it back in until his big balls slapped against my ass. Still he somehow managed to keep himself from coming until another orgasm convulsed my loins. A moment later he showered the walls of my vagina with a powerful torrent of hot semen.

Afterwards we lay there clinging together, with his now semi-hard rod still connecting us. It felt like a snake was coming out of my body when he finally pulled it out and dismounted. He looked into my eyes then, saying, “Thank you, Darla. That was the best sex I’ve ever had, and the first I’ve had since my wife and I broke up.”

“Yes, it was great for me too, lover,” I told him. “And I hope we can do it again.” With that I rose up on my elbow, looking down at his shrunken but still impressive dick. I wanted to take it in my mouth and suck it until it was rigid again, so he could mount me and screw me some more, but I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to do oral justice to that huge slab of man meat.

Still, I gave it a try, sliding down in the bed and kissing and licking his dick until it showed signs of stirring to life again. I was able to get the head and just a little bit of the shaft between my lips, but as it hardened I was unable to completely stretch my mouth around it, so I just continued to nuzzle and lick up and down its stiffening length.

As I continued to worship his lovely cock with my mouth it began leaking like a drippy faucet. I was half expecting to receive a creamy shower of semen all over my face, but then he reached down to slip his hands under my arms and pull me up to him, kissing my slightly salty lips as he rolled me onto my back and slid his cock into my sopping vagina. “I loved what you were doing, baby,” he told me. “But I want to spend every possible moment in your delightful pussy.” And that was just fine with me.

Sean fucked me steadily for about five minutes before rolling us both over, putting me on top. I sat astride him as I slid up and down on his meaty appendage, giving him easy access to my bouncing breasts. I just love having my breasts and nipples stimulated while I have a cock churning in my steaming cunt, so I was in pure heaven.

He had even greater control now that he had come the first time, and I fucked him that way for a good half hour, experiencing three or four orgasms before he finally lost it, draining his loaded balls into my cunt once again.

Exhausted now, I rolled off him, lying on my side with my back to him, and I felt him curl up behind me as I drifted off into sleep.

I woke up the next morning to the sensation of Sean’s cock inside me, fucking me gently from the rear. It was so unexpected and felt so good that I came deliciously even before I was fully awake. After that I rolled over onto my back and gave him the best wake-up ride a man could ever hope for.

The two of us showered and had some breakfast, and then went back to bed, where we spent the next six hours fucking as often as possible. Sean had just come inside me for the umpteenth time when we heard the garage door going up, which could only mean that Tess had come home. I quickly headed for the shower, while Sean grabbed his clothes and dashed off to his own room, to avoid being seen by his sister.

I got downstairs without too much delay, and Tess and I greeted each other effusively. We were chatting over a cold beer in the living room when Sean finally came down. Tess took one look at him and shook her head, grinning at both of us. “Well,” she said, “I hope you two had finished what you were doing when I came home and interrupted you.”

I couldn’t bring myself to look at Sean, and I guess I looked embarrassed, but Tess just laughed. “Come on,” she said. “Did you think I couldn’t tell? I know you both too well for that. It’s just written all over you.”

“And you don’t mind?” I asked her.

“Why should I mind?” Tess said. “Hey, you’re both adults, and Sean isn’t married anymore, so what the hell. And as you know, Darla, I’m not exactly a saint myself.”

I was greatly relieved not to have lost Tess’s friendship, and happy that she had no objection to my sleeping openly with Sean. So for my entire two-week stay I visited with Tess during the day and fucked her brother every night. Best damn vacation ever.