My grandparents raised me after my Mother died. Our old neighbors, the Wilsons were like family. We had shared almost everything together, holidays and birthdays. Their only daughter, Terri and I had been best friends. She was three months older than me and when we were younger, I always felt as if I could trust her with my deepest, darkest secrets and I know she felt the same about me. I even called the Wilsons, 'Aunt Kate' and 'Uncle Richard'. Terri and I would often tell the kids at school, we were cousins, which of course we weren't. Then when I was 12 they moved away, but my grandparents stayed in contact with them, through letters and phone conversations. They came to visit a few times, but either Terri wasn't with them or I happened to be gone. We pulled up in front of our friend’s house. I got out of the passenger side of the car and went around to open the door for Sheila (Mrs. Miller). She had been good enough to drive me the 85 miles from my home to Danville, Illinois, for Uncle Richard's funeral. My Grandparents were already there and had been for the week before he died. Sheila was our new neighbor and since my car wasn't very dependable, she had offered to drive me. As I opened her door, her skirt slid up her nylon covered legs. Her legs parted and I was offered a full view of her neatly trimmed, uncovered pussy. She looked into my eyes and whispered, "Just something for to think about while you're gone." She smiled and as she got out of the car, I slid my hand into my pocket and felt her wispy, sheer black panties. But that's another story. If you like this one maybe I'll tell you that one later. I escorted Sheila toward the house, but before we got halfway there, the door swung open and Terri rushed out to meet us. She threw her arms around my neck and kissed me full on the mouth. I felt a sudden rise in my pants. She grabbed my other arm and we continued walking toward the porch. As we walked I introduced Sheila and Terri. It had been over 6 years since I had seen Terri and I couldn't help but notice, she had filled out nicely. She was wearing a skirt and her once knobby knees had turned into gorgeous, shapely legs. Her flat chest had filled out nicely too. Her breasts were now about 36C and very firm, (she just pressed them into my chest when she hugged and kissed me). My Grandmother and Aunt Kate were waiting on the porch, it was hugs and pecks on the cheek and come on inside. I expressed my condolences to 'Aunt Kate'. I was truly sorry about her loss, but I wasn't a bit sorry 'Uncle Richard' was gone. Since just before they moved and every time I saw him after they moved he treated me like white trash, he acted like a pompous ass. Before that he had treated me like I was part of his family, I couldn't understand why the change in attitude. Sheila also expressed her sympathy. My Grandmother thanked Sheila for her kindness in driving me there and said, "You must both be hungry, I’ll get you something to eat." We followed my grandmother into the kitchen, and after she fixed us each a plate of food, Sheila told me, "I really have to leave now, but don’t forget what is waiting for you at home." She kissed me lightly on the mouth and pulled away saying, "I really have to get back." I walked her back into the living room where she said her goodbyes to my Grandparents and 'Aunt Kate'. They thanked her again and as I walked her outside, she whispered, "We'll be waiting for you." When I went back inside they were getting ready to leave for the funeral home so I asked them to wait for me to shower, 'Aunt Kate' insisted they had to go, but Terri would wait and drive us there later. She told me to use the den for my bedroom, the sofa folded out into a bed and it would give me some privacy. As soon as they left, Terri twirled around, her short skirt flaring out and asked, "Do you like what you see? Do you think I look as good as your girlfriend?" Here was a sweet little blonde, about 5' 3", absolutely gorgeous, with luscious legs, firm pert breasts, and an ass to die for. And she was asking me if I liked what I saw. Hell yes I did, even though she almost like family. "She's not my girlfriend, but yes you look fantastic," I answered. Teri laughed and said, "You can tell everyone else whatever you want, but I saw how she looked at you. She's got it bad." After taking my things to the den, I went into the bathroom to take my shower. Terri stood outside while I stripped and stepped into the shower. I had a hard on, which was an almost constant situation back then, but we talked about everything from family to our plans for the future. Then she said, "Okay, lets get back to your Sheila," she asked, "Does she have any kids?" "Two daughters, twins " I answered, "They are 18, same as us." She laughed and said, "Ho, ho, ho, well I'll be damned." "What," I asked? " So it must keep you busy banging all three of them," she laughed. "What the hell are you talking about," I asked? "Well unless you've started cross dressing, my guess is these panties belong to Miss Sheila." I peeked around the shower curtain and saw Terri standing in the doorway, twirling Sheila's panties on her finger, "I found these sticking out of your pocket. I was curious about why you would have something so feminine." She continued, "Between the three of them they must keep you pretty worn down, probably don't have a lot left, huh?" I threw back the shower curtain and asked, "What the hell do you think?" I was standing there stark naked with 8 1/2 inches of meat jutting out in front of me. She gasped, smiled and said, "You really have grown, and with something that size you probably could use a little help washing it. I'll be right back. "She darted out the door, but was only gone a minute or so. When she returned she was as naked as I was and my eyes almost popped out of my head. She was built like the proverbial brick shithouse and not a brick out of place. Her tits were perfect shaped with puffy nipples. Her stomach was flat and firm and as I said before, her ass was to die for. Her bush was reddish blonde and neatly trimmed and her clit protruded slightly. She virtually ran over to the shower and climbed in with me. "I had to make sure the door was locked, people have been coming and going here all day. Time for us to do some 'Cumming' before we go," she said. All the time she had my cock in her hand, stroking it. She got on her knees and opening her mouth wide, tried to swallow the whole thing. She was running her tongue around the head, sucking and licking the shaft and stroking my manhood. Boy, two blow jobs in one day, I couldn't believe my luck. Terri was playing with my balls with her free hand while she sucked me off. Before too long I felt that familiar feeling and I knew I had to warn her so I didn't blow the top of her head off. Just before I erupted, I told her, "I'm going to cum, right now, here it comes." At that moment I erupted, Terri pulled my rigid cock from her mouth. My sperm splattered her face and chin, dripping down over those gorgeous breasts of hers. She kept on stroking and milking my cock and licked the last few drops before engulfing my dick with her mouth again and sucking me clean. She stood up without saying a word, then she placed her foot on the edge of the tub, pushed her back against he wall of the shower and arched her back. I pressed my cock against her cunt and kissed her hard. I shoved my tongue in the mouth that had just sucked me off and she threw her arms around my neck. We kissed for a long time; all the while I was massaging her tits and pulling her closer to me. My lips and tongue moved from her lips to her neck and ears, moving further down her body inch by inch trying my best to leave no area un-kissed or unlicked. Down to those luscious breasts and while I was sucking on her nipples, I was playing with her clit. She moaned, "Oh, God, yes please don't stop." I dropped to my knees and ran my tongue up and down her slit, my hands caressing her nipples. I moved one hand to her beautiful ass and forced her pussy even harder against my face. I tongued and sucked her clit until she screamed with joy, "Oh yes, I'm Cumming, suck my pussy, I'm Cumming." Her hips bucked, her ass clenched and she ground her cunt against my tongue. Her body literally vibrated for a good five minutes. My mouth remained attached to her sweet, sweet pussy. When she finally stopped cumming I stood and held her close, my hard cock pressing against her stomach. We kissed passionately; she had to taste her own juices on my tongue. She said, "I want you to fuck me, I really want it now." How could I refuse? We stepped out of the shower, still wet, and I picked her up and carried her to her bedroom next door. I placed gently on her bed, she spread her legs and I crawled in between them. Her cunt was still dripping and as I touched her clit, she flinched, not in pain but for the sensitivity. I used the underside of my hard-on to rub up and down her dripping pussy. "Fuck me, please fuck me now," she pleaded. I pressed the head of my rigid cock against the opening of her pussy and my cock slid inside her hot velvety cunt. She immediately raised her ass off the bed and began to move to meet every thrust. I moved slowly wanting to prolong the ecstasy I was experiencing. Her pussy seemed to be clenching my rigid cock then releasing, only to repeat the action over and over again. I felt the cum building in my balls and I slowly pulled out. I rolled her over on her stomach; she rose up on her knees, spread her legs, and offered herself to me. On my knees I slipped between those luscious legs and as my hard on touched her pussy, she reached between her legs, grasped my dick and guided me into heaven. It only took a matter of minutes until I felt the cum building again. This time I didn't try to hold back and as I increased the speed of my thrusts, she cried, "Harder and deeper." I did my best to comply with her request and she pushed her ass back and met every lunge. She came again at the same moment I did. We lay there for a long time my dick still inside her sweet pussy. She finally said, "Don't worry I'm on the pill or I wouldn't have let you cum inside me. We had really better get dressed and get going before someone comes to check on us. There will be more time for us later." She was right; we dressed and headed for the funeral home. Let me know if you want to hear more.