Friends Upgrade by Stephanie Williams Page A

looking for something to cover herself with.
    “Shhh, no talking. I want to dry you off first.”
    “Dou—”
    “Shh.” He put his fingers over her lips. “The only sounds I want to hear coming from your lips are cries of pleasure.”
    He looked around, found a big fluffy towel hanging on the wall rack, snatched it and smoothed it over her body. “I’ve always fantasized about doing this.” He took a deep breath, trying to control himself. The act of touching her, even through the towel, proved too much for him. His cock needed release.
    “You have?” She rested her hand on his head, almost massaging it.
    “Uh-huh.” He toweled her off from her shoulders to her breasts. He went to the left breast and palmed it in his towel cover hand. He gently kneaded it, watching her face the whole time. Beautiful, simply beautiful. Her expression of ecstasy outdid any adult movie he’d seen.
    “Oh, Doug.” She brought her hand up, placing it over his.
    At her touch, he felt pre-cum seep from his shaft. It couldn’t be help. It felt like lightening striking a motor home. He took a chance and removed the towel from his hand. With her firm, yet silky smooth breast in his palm, he bent down and licked the very tip of her hardened nipple.
    “Oooh, Doug.” Both hands were in his hair now, and he felt the grip of her hands and the tip of her nails on his scalp.
    “You...like?”
    “Yes.”
    He switched to the right breast and gave it the same treatment.
    Taking the towel, he dragged it over her belly, her pelvic area and quickly moved to her legs. He rubbed the towel up and down her tawny, soft, delicious looking legs. The same legs he dreamt about being wrapped around his waist as he plunged deep into her. Her soft wetness enfolded tightly around his steel rod while her juices coated every inch.
    Doug stood and gripped the edge of the sink. He couldn’t take it any longer. He was making himself dizzy with his own thoughts.
    He finished patting her legs dry, and threw the towel to the side. “There’s only one place you should still be wet.” He took his thumb and forefinger and parted her outer lips, exposing her clit.
    “Doug!”
    “Quiet, hon.” He got down on his knees, leaned in, and with one smooth swipe of this tongue, Judith almost lost her footing, but grabbed onto the towel rack to steady herself. .
    “Oooh!”
    “Lean against the counter,” he barely breathed out.
    Doug needed her in perfect pussy-eating position. He got more comfortable, taking her thighs in each hand, and spread her legs a little wider. Her scent drove him mad. He dove in again, taking her bud in between his lips. Swirling his tongue inside, making exaggerated sucking sounds, he held her steady, careful not to knock her over. He felt her thighs shake against the sides of his head, all the while her juices poured into his mouth.
    She tasted sweet, musky and just damn delicious. Doug would bottle it if he could. He sucked harder, taking her clit deep between his lips.
    “Oh, Doug! Oh! Yes! Deeper!” She was ripping out his hair at this point. But it was worth it, just to her his name on her lips.
    God yes! This is what he fantasized about day and night. Her screaming in pleasure with his name on her tongue. He obliged to her pleas, ramming his tongue in so deep, he hit her “G” spot.
    “Doug!” She gripped his hair down to his scalp, almost tearing it from the roots.
    After that intense climax, she collapsed in his arms, her cream coating his tongue and fingers.
    The image of her blurred as he rose to his feet to finish what he started. Then she faded away completely. He looked around the room and felt his face heat up. Oh God, he hoped no one noticed he was out of it.
    Hearing the glasses clanging in the background had snapped him out of his wonderful daydream.
    “Doug!”
    The voices of several women sobered him to his current position. “Huh?”
    “Where were you? We’ve been calling you,” Judith said, taking several