A friend in Deed

Molly crossed the two snow covered back yards, knocked on April's back door, pulling her coat tighter, protecting herself from the cold biting wind, and waited for April to open the door.

“Come on in, Molly,” April said reeling from the gust of freezing, air as Molly, entered the cozy warm kitchen, “want a cup of hot coffee?” April asked.

“Is there any other kind,” Molly shot back, while shucking her coat, and taking, a chair at the table, “can I have this last sweet roll?”

“Go ahead.” April replied pouring a steaming fresh cup, “boy it’s some cold weather we’ve been having isn’t it?”

Molly took the cup from her friend, took a sip and replied, “Yeah, and lately it’s been pretty cold in our house too.” 

“You, and Gary having problems again?” April asked softly.

“Not really…well, yes we are.” Molly said between sips, “it’s just that his new job keeps him on the go, and to tell you the truth our love life is really suffering, from it.”

“It’ll get better,” April, said in a soothing tone, “once he gets everything straightened, at work, he’ll have more time for you, I’m sure of it!”

The two friends sat quietly, for a few minutes drinking their coffee, and molly nibbling away at the sweet roll, quaking from the last few shuddery chills, as the warmth seeped in and relaxed the stiffness from the cold door-to-door dash.

April was the first to break the silence, “I haven’t felt it get this cold in a while.”

“Yea its gonna freeze hard tonight.” Molly agreed smiling then a frown came across her face.

“What is it?” April pried.

“I don’t know what else to do; I keep the house sort of cleaned up, I’m sort of a good cook, and give him plenty of space to unwind from work, Yet he pays less and less attention to me.” Molly whined.

“Well if you don’t mind me asking when was the last time you had sex, or just laid in each others arms?” April asked warmly.

“It’s been over a week since we had sex and then it was more like wham bam hop on hump and hop off, and I can’t remember the last time we just cuddled,” her voice scratched with the sound of frustration.

“Do you think he’s seeing another woman?” April pressed on.

“No…! Way! I would know. I’d smell it on him.” Molly snapped.

“You’re sure?” April poked.

“Yes. The last time we did it he popped really fast and pumped me full so he isn’t getting it from anyone else.” A tone of helplessness sounded in Molly’s voice as she added, “There must be something I can do.”

“Do you try to get him to let you suck his dick?” April pressed farther.

“Yes. I try to get him going but he just won’t sit still long enough it’s almost like he doesn’t want me to touch him anymore.” Molly said her voice rife with disappointment. 

“Did you scrape it or bite it?” April pried and nosing further asked, “You do make sure he is responding to your oral coaxings?” 

“No. No. No. Yes…yes I do it good. He use to let me suck him off all the time.” Molly assured and then moaned; “Now he won’t sit still long enough.”

“I’m sorry I want to help… really. I am just brain storming.” April said warmly as she softly petted Molly’s shoulder.

“All this Q. and A. is making me horny. I’ve almost forgot what it’s like to make love all day like you and I use to do.” Molly warmly admitted reminiscently as she responded to April’s cajoling adding, “When Gary and I first got together we use to make love everyday and sometimes all night and into the next day.”

“I’m glad we, Mike and I are doing good in the sex department. He could spend a lot more time eating me out though.” April confided.

“I wish Gary would just touch me there. It has been a long time since our place as had the fresh scent of sex.” then out of the blue, Molly sniffed the air, exaggeratedly and asked, “Do you smell that, what is it?” A slight smile all most gave her away.
April took a couple of sniffs herself, and replied, “No, I don’t smell anything!”

“Do you love the smell of fresh sex? I do… I love the smell of fresh sex.” Molly went on.

“You are full of it.” April teased back.

“I wish I was.” Molly mused as she cocked her head to one side pretending to concentrate. She sniffed for a moment or two before saying with a broad grin, “I know what it is, you and Mike had sex, tell me the truth. April, and Mike did it… April, and Mike did it!” repeating coyly dancing in her seat and singing like a little girl.

“Oohh…! Molly…!” April scowled and hissed, “I don’t see how that’s any of your business?” slurping at her coffee with quick short sips and trying to scowl.

“Oh, stop it, I’m teasing and you know it.” Molly shot back good-naturedly, “it’s not a fault that you smell of hot wonderful sex, and in fact I wish I did! And you know it.”

April rolled her eyes, replied softly, “Oh your incorrigible Molly, you know you are all baaaaaad!”

Molly giggled a little before replying, “Yea I know. I’m glad we can lean on each other, and play around. So tell me, how was it, did you let him cum in your mouth, was it doggy style, please I want to know everything?”

“Mooullyyyyyyy.” April said in an exasperated, giggle, “Now stop, this instant!” Taking a big gulp, gazed into the cup, and grinned a very saucy grin.

“Oh come ooonnn…” Molly pressed, “Oh please if I can’t get the real thing, at least let me hear about it, so, how was it?”

April pulled her housecoat tighter around her chest and in almost a whisper replied, “It was unbelievable, Moll, Mike woke me up with his mouth suckling on my clitoris, in seconds I was cumming all over his face.”

“Oh my,” Molly moaned softly and leaning closer, “then what?”

She leaned closer as if divulging a state secret, whispering quieter drawing Molly closer, “Well…He…” Then blurted out, “Was in a hurry, so he crawled between my open legs, mounted me…” paused bursting with laughter.

“Aaparrilll…!” Molly chided and laughed with her, “come on tell me the real story.” She coaxed.

“We do that some times. Now where did I leave off oh yea… and went super hard…” April let a teasingly impish giggle.

“Oh April come on tell me right!” Molly interrupted.

“Oh okay Mike just worked the head in and out of me for a few minutes then he would stop I think he was holding back cause he would start up again. He did that a several times and then he went back down on me and made me cum by teething my labia and when I recovered from my orgasm he mounted me and stuffed his cock inside me and started pounding me shooting his load deep inside of me! He all-ways lunges so deep lifting me off the bed as he cums, and holds it there I can feel each squirt.” Ending with hardy reminiscent sigh April watched her coffee change color as she stirred in the cream.

“Did you cum when he mounted, and rode you hard?” Molly asked, breathlessly.

“Are you kidding, I like it like that too.” April sighed, “I awoke into orgasms when he was eating me out, Mike didn’t even stop when I gushed urine all over his face and when Mike mounted me, he was like a wild animal out of control I think that that is why I came the whole time. I can still feel his body crashing into mine. His cum I can still feel it forcefully gushing, and it was a ‘lot…!’ too this time. Yes I can still feel that hot sperm squirting inside me.” April mischievously added knowing it would tease Molly.

“Did you take a bath yet?” Molly whispered deeply eagerly looking on.

“No, his cum is still deep in my pussy.” April replied gently, “Why do you ask?”

Molly was obviously in a state, of high sexual arousal, looked at her friend. Took a long swallow, swirled her drink, and looked, for a moment, warmly, and deeply at her friend, saying softly, “The smell of your man, made me crave the taste of cum, and the feeling of it oozing in my pussy!”