Favors Between Friends

100% fiction!

Hank arrived at Penelope's house with the stuff she'd left in his car. She had been pretty drunk at the bar last night, so he'd given her a ride home. The next morning she had called him hoping he'd drop by with her stuff. They were friends in the grad program. She always wound up sitting next to him and letting him tease her. Hank knew he shouldn't want her, but he couldn't help himself. Both them were in separate relationships. If her boyfriend saw the way she talked to him, he'd be furious, but he only came to see her every couple months. Same with Hank's girlfriend. She would not like the way he talked to her or, worse, how he thought of her, but she was studying abroad for a year.

Penelope opened the door for him. She was a short spanish girl with shoulders and arms thin to the point of being fragile. Her face was thin, too, with a square jaw, gorgeous eyes, and a sparkling nose stud. Best of all was her hair. It hung in curls past her tiny breasts and down to her tight, round ass.

"Thank you so much for bringing this and for giving me a ride, too."
"I'm happy to do it."
"Still, thank you. What are you doing today?"
"I didn't have anything planned."
"Why don't you come in and have lunch with me? I just finished some pasta."
"I don't know. I really ought to be going."
"But you said you didn't have anything to do. Come on. Please come in. I owe you one."

He agreed and they went in to her apartment. It was compact and barely furnished. The pasta was already served on two plates, like she knew he'd accept. They sat down to eat.

"This sauce is really good," Hank said between mouthfuls.
"Aren't you sweet? I made it myself."
"It's great."
"I wish I had someone to cook for more often."
"Yeah, I'm sorry your boyfriend's never around."
"It sucks being lonely, especially having to sleep alone."
"I'm sure you could find a guy to sleep with you," he laughed, "I mean, look at you."
"You really are the sweetest. And what about you? Your girlfriend's been gone for months."
"Yeah, I think I talk to you more than her."
"I bet. You're always chatting me up."
"Me chatting you up? You must mean you chatting me up."
"Maybe," she grinned.

They finished eating and he was about to go. She stopped him and said, "Why don't you stay around a little longer? Have a beer."
"No, no, I appreciate the meal, but I really have to go."
"Please, please, please don't leave. I don't want to be alone. Stay for a drink."

He agreed, so she brought him a beer. They sat on the couch and started drinking. A few minutes turned into a few hours. He just didn't want to go. They kept laughing. They kept drinking.
At one point, she started fanning herself and said, "Sorry if it's hot. The A/C is broken."
"It's not too hot."
"Well, I'm too hot. I'll be right back."

She disappeared and returned in a red, silk nightgown that cut off just below her butt.
"So where were we?" she asked as she hopped onto the seat next to him.
"Why are you wearing lingerie?"
"It's the only thing I have. It's this or naked."
"This is good."
"Are you sure?"
"Penelope..."

She stared at him with pleading lust in her eyes. He couldn't think through the alcohol. She laid her hand gently on his chest and leaned in to kiss him. Their lips and tongues slid together. He was so lost in her kiss that he almost didn't notice her hand sliding from his chest to his lap. She rubbed his thighs for a moment before unzipping him and pulling out his half-hard cock. It looked huge in her tiny hands as she stroked it.

"Oh my God," she whispered, "I'd seen your bulge through your pants, but I had no idea your cock was so big."
She leaned over his girth cock and began to playfully kiss the head. It felt amazing. Even better was when she slid her mouth over and stuffed his cock in as far as it could go, which was halfway.

"You're too fucking huge for my mouth," she whispered in amazement.
"What about your wet pussy?"

She looked into his eyes and straddled his lap. She didn't have any panties on, so she guided the tip of his cock into her pussy and slowly started to sit down on it. She gasped as it stretched her wide.

"Too big?" he laughed.
"Just right," she moaned, "Right there. daddy."

She made it half way down his cock and started gyrating her hips to go deeper. He lost his patience and stood up with her still on his cock. Holding her by the ass in mid-air, he pushed her back against the wall and crammed his cock in balls deep. She cried out and he paused.

"Keep going," she whispered. He started to slowly and rhythmically drill into her pussy. She was a feather in his arms. He felt her pussy getting even wetter, and she purred like a cat. It drove him crazy. He pounded into her. She clenched her legs around him and clawed into his back.

"Harder, daddy." He pounded her as hard as he could and she said, "Just like that. I'm so close. Fuck your little girl's pussy good, just like that."

He was close, too. Just as he felt her body quiver, he exploded streams of cum into her pussy. They stood there for a moment with his cock still in her pussy. She sighed, "You better not be going anywhere. I want more, more, more."