My buddy, Bruce, was the youngest in his family and we became friends in high school. He had three older sisters, Debbie, Sara, and Sharon, the oldest being Sharon. They were all very attractive, and over time I got to know them when hanging out at his place, and a few times they had joined us at the local hotel for a beer and wings.

Sharon was in her early thirties, newly divorced and had a son, David. Bruce had been telling me about her situation and that she had decided to start dating, dropping David off at their parent's place or getting him to babysit, but was not meeting anyone who interested her. I was interested, but being his sister meant hands off, and she was twelve years older anyway.

One Saturday night I was sitting at home, having a beer and watching a movie, when my phone rang. It was just after ten, so I thought it might be one of my fwb giving me a booty call and answered right away. It was Bruce, and he wanted to know if I could rescue Sharon from a car breakdown. He was out on a date and didn't want to leave to go help her, so I agreed. He gave me the location, which wasn't far from my place, and I drove over to the lounge where she was waiting.

When I arrived I found her sitting in her car, dressed up in a short white dress and heels. She jumped out of the car and greeted me when she recognized me, a big smile on her pretty face.

"Oh, you are my hero!" she exclaimed.

"What's the problem with your car?" I asked, looking her up and down. "You look great, by the way."

"Thanks," she replied with a smile. "I met a guy here, but he's a dud, and my car won't keep running."

"Oh, out on the prowl," I joked. "Keys in it?"

"Here," she said, handing me the keys and chuckling. "Not prowling, just window shopping."

I laughed and got in the car. It sputtered before starting, ran for a moment, and stalled. I lifted the hood and checked a few things, having her crank it over while I checked for spark. Lots of spark, so likely no fuel getting through.

"Have to get it towed tomorrow, likely the fuel pump," I announced.

Sharon got her things from the car, locked it up, and joined me in my car for a ride home.

"Thank you so much for coming to my rescue. I'm surprised you were not doing anything."

"No, I decided to just chill at home tonight."

"No date? No steady girl yet?" she asked teasingly.

"No, nothing like that at the moment. I have a few girls I go out with, but nothing solid."

"Hmm, I always thought you were a bit of a playboy," she giggled. "You're always such a flirt."

I laughed. "It's fun to flirt. Especially with pretty women like you."

"Ha, you are such a tease," she replied, resting her hand on my thigh.

We pulled up to her townhouse and she directed me to her parking stall.

"Come on in and have a drink," she invited. "It's still early."

I followed her into her place and took a seat on the couch while she stepped into the bathroom. A few minutes later I heard her call me and followed her voice to the bedroom. She stood at the foot of the bed, smiling seductively, and slipped her high heels off.

"How about more than just a drink?" she offered.

She lay back on the bed, lifted her dress up and slipped her panties off. Her pussy was clean-shaven, bare and glistening, beautiful and inviting. I pulled my shirt off and began to undo my jeans, pausing for a moment.

"You know, Bruce will be really pissed if he finds out about this," I mused.

"I'm not going to tell him," she laughed. "Are you?"

"Uh, no," I replied with a shrug.

"Then get busy," she giggled, pointing to her pussy.

I dropped my jeans and shorts down and kicked them to the side before dropping to my knees in front of her. I ran my hands up her thighs until my fingers met the glistening pout, and ran my thumbs along it as I lowered my mouth to her. My tongue slipped between her pouty folds, tasting the sweet juices waiting inside, and I began licking, nibbling, and sucking. Her legs went over my shoulders and her hands on my hand as I worked her into an orgasmic frenzy, setting her off by taking her clit between my lips. She moaned and bucked against my mouth, her hands pulling my hair and her thighs squeezing tightly until the orgasm crested.

I moved back, licking my lips and wiping her juice from my chin, and climbed on top of her. I stroked my cock a few times before rubbing it over her wet pussy, getting the tip slick and ready, and slowly pushed inside. Her silky wetness welcomed me, wrapping my shaft in the hot, velvety clutch of her pussy, and I leaned my face down and kissed her as I began thrusting. I started with long, slow thrusts, pushing in and pulling back to the tip, our mouths mashed together and our tongues intertwined, and slowly picked up my pace. She moaned and writhed beneath me, whispering in my ear with her legs wrapped around me.

"Oh, fuck me... yes... just like that... just like that..."

I was close to the edge and struggling to hold my load when she gasped and her pussy squeezed me tight.

"Oh, fuck, I'm going to cum," I panted.

She moved her legs away, giving me room to move back and pull out. She reached down with one hand and grabbed my cock, pumping it as I erupted and sprayed her belly and pussy with streams of hot cream.

"Oh fuck!" I groaned.

"Yeah, that's it," she panted.

She stroked me until the last drops dribbled out, and then guided me back inside her wet channel. I pushed in and held steady, enjoying the feeling of her hot pussy wrapped around me for a moment, and began pumping slowly.

"Come on," she urged. "Do it again. Fuck me."

My cock fortunately responded and stayed hard. I lifted her legs up and pushed her further up the bed as I pumped into her, doing fast, furious thrusts as she panted and moaned. Her pussy clenched again and she quivered while I kept thrusting, enjoying another climax while I pounded into her.

"Fuck, you got a nice pussy," I growled.

"Want me to roll over?" she giggled.

I responded by pulling out and helping her flip onto her hands and knees. I pushed back in as soon as her pout appeared, driving in hard and burying my cock in her. I thrust hard, our thighs slapping together, squeezing and kneading her jiggly ass cheeks while she grunted and groaned. The pressure built again.

"Fuck, I'm going to blow," I announced.

I pulled out and grabbed my cock, shooting the smaller load onto her ass and thighs, and then lay it between the cum-covered cheeks as the last dribble oozed out. I slowly rubbed up and down, running it in the cheeky crevice until my climax subsided. She dropped onto her stomach and I sat back on my heels, catching my breath and looking at the glorious cheeks exposed below the hem of the dress. I gave one a squeeze and lay down next to her. She turned her head to face me and smiled.

"That was fun," she giggled. "You have a great cock."

"You have a great pussy," I replied.

"Do you want to stay the night?" she asked. "David is at mom's until tomorrow night."

"Sure, if you want me to," I answered.

She rolled over on her side facing me and put her arm over my waist, giving me a gentle kiss.

"I would like that," she purred.

"How about taking that dress off?" I asked. "Let me see all of you."

She giggled and snuggled up to me.

"In a while, hero," she teased. "Let's just cuddle for a bit."

She took it off when we woke up in the morning.