Your Help is Appreciated

All characters are consenting adults. Occasionally they may be based on real people, in past experiences. But it's probably all fiction, maybe.

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"Hey dude! Are you free today? I need some help with a couple things around the house, and Ken and Adam are on a father-son long weekend camping trip."

The request was from a longtime friend, Mandy. She and I had worked together many years ago, and we've stayed friends ever since. We often hung out at her place gaming, swimming, or just drinking coffee and talking about the daily grind.

Mandy is kind of average across the board for looks. She's about average height and weight, too. If I had to guess, I'd say she has a B cup size. We never dated, but I have considered what would have happened in the bedroom had we, over the years.

I didn't have any serious weekend plans that couldn't be moved, so I thought it might be fun to help her out.

"I'm available, but never free," I joked.

"OK," replied Mandy. "I can figure out some suitable remuneration."

Mandy was a master in the kitchen. She had been to culinary school, but after working in the restaurant and catering world, she opted for a career in high tech instead. She held on to her skills, though, and I knew her "remuneration" would make my mouth water.

After a quick shower, I threw on some jean shorts and a Batman t-shirt. It was the middle of summer, so I was going commando. That was a summer-only thing for me. Recently I had rediscovered my enthusiasm for working out, and my arms were getting pretty defined. I was feeling good about myself, and going commando added to my self-esteem, in some weird way. I just felt more confident, or something.

I drove across the city to Mandy's upscale neighborhood. Mandy and her husband, Ken, had done quite well for themselves. They had a large house in a gated neighborhood, with a pool surrounded by a large backyard.

I pulled into her driveway and went through the side gate to the backyard. I saw the patio door was open, so I knocked as I entered.

"Anybody home?" I called.

I heard a distant "up here," and went to investigate.

Mandy was up on a ladder in the upstairs hallway. She was doing something with the hatch that lead to the attic. Because of furniture below the hatch, the ladder was not quite under the opening, forcing Mandy to lean. She had one foot on the ladder, and her other foot braced against the wall so she could work on the door's latch without falling. It looked precarious.

"Oh wow, daredevil, that looks pretty sketchy!" I exclaimed as I moved to hold the ladder steady.

"I got it. This latch jams all the time and I have to wrestle with it to get it open."

I looked up, and my eyes went wide.

Mandy had on running shorts, but they didn't have a liner, and she wasn't wearing underwear. With her legs spread to brace herself, I got a clear view of her nether regions. I quickly glanced away. I wasn't sure what the play was here. Should I try to let her know she was on display, or just keep my mouth shut? As I stressed over the decision, Mandy interrupted my thoughts.

"Can you hand me up a flat-head screwdriver?" she asked. "They are in the tool bag on the floor by you."

I looked down and saw the bag of tools a few feet away.

"I'll have to let go of the ladder," I cautioned.

"OK," said Mandy. She brought her leg back and stood up straight on the ladder.

I let go and rummaged through the bag until I found the screwdriver she wanted. I handed it up to her.

"Thanks," she said. Then she stepped out again to brace against the wall as I held the ladder.

Temptation got the best of me and I looked up. She was only about four rungs up from me. I could almost reach up and touch her. Her vulva and labia were cleanly shaven, or waxed. Definitely hair-free. I thought I could see a bit of hair towards her mons, but it might have been shadow. Her stance also pulled her cheeks slightly apart and I could see her cute little butthole.

After staring for a bit, I looked away again and shook my head clear. An erection had grown down my leg, and was quickly becoming uncomfortable at the odd angle. Going commando today turned out to be a bad idea for the moment, and my earlier confidence was completely replaced by indecision.

"What 'cha lookin' at?" asked Mandy.

I looked up to see Mandy looking back over her shoulder at me. I hesitated to answer, assuming I had been caught leering. I struggled to keep my eyes on hers, and not let them drift to her shorts.

"Oh nothing, I um, ah..." I stammered.

Mandy gave me a frown.

"Are you ok?" she asked.

"Yeah, sorry," I improvised. "I remembered something I need to do later, and was considering how to get it done."

"Ah-hunh" said Mandy looking skeptical as she returned to her work on the latch.

Suddenly I heard what sounded like a loud snap/click.

"Yikes!" cried Mandy as the door released and fell open towards her. It was followed by a sliding ladder that slowly extended down towards the floor.

Mandy had pulled herself back to the ladder just in time, avoiding the door/ladder combo. She worked herself back down the ladder, holding the screwdriver in one hand.

"Well that was exciting," said Mandy, looking triumphant at her success.

"It was," I agreed but not for the same reason she thought.

When she bent over to put the tool back in the bag, she glanced towards me. She was level with my waist and saw my erection. She stood up and looked at me, then looked back up the ladder where she had been standing. Her mind played back things from my angle.

"Oh god," she said covering her mouth with her hand.

"I'm so sorry. I probably should have said something, but I didn't know what to do," I offered.

"Oh god, this is my fault. I always dress down when I'm working around the house, especially when it's warm. I had my junk on full display up there." She was turning red.

I wasn't sure what to say. We stood looking at each other in an awkward silence.

So, I tried for humour to release the tension.

"Well, can I compliment you on your grooming standards?"

Mandy slowly shook her head.

"You are such an ass," she said and started to chuckle.

"What did you say? Did you like my ass?" I continued.

"Stop!" she said half embarrassed, half laughing and slapping my shoulder.

Mandy retorted, "well it looks like you've got your own issues to deal with," pointing at my erection that was still raging at an uncomfortable angle.

"Guilty," I said.

Mandy flipped the situation around, "you want to adjust that to make it more comfortable?"

"I should, but I'd have to unbutton to do it," I replied.

"So go ahead," said Mandy. "You saw my junk..." She left that hanging there.

"Well, I.. um. You're not serious?"

"I could do it for you, if you prefer," she offered, flatly.

Was she still kidding? Should I call her bluff?

"Sure, go ahead," I challenged.

Mandy stepped towards me. I stepped back.

"Wait, you're joking, right?" I asked.

"Nope," she said stepping towards me, again.

I tried to step back again, but I was against the wall, blocked in by the furniture that had interfered with the ladder placement.

Mandy reached out and grasped the top of my jean shorts.

"Mandy I'm not sure..."

"Shhh," she said as she expertly unfastened my shorts and drew the zipped down. I held my breath.

She looked up at me and smiled. I felt her fingers slide down my abdomen. She reached in and wrapped her fingers around my hard shaft and tried to pull it to the side and up, but it was catching on the wallet in my front pocket.

Mandy looked up at me, still holding my dick.

"It seems to be stuck," she said.

I nodded.

Mandy pulled her hand out. She grasped both sides of my shorts and pushed them down over my hips. When they were down far enough, by cock sprung free.

"There it is," she said in a quiet voice. "I better check it wasn't hurt, being stuck like it was."

She lightly ran her hands over me. Holding my cock by the base with one hand, she angled it up so it pointed at her. She starred down at it. Mandy lightly stroked it with her other hand.

"Ohhh," I moaned, quietly.

"Are you feeling better now," she asked?

"Mmm-hhmmm" I managed.

"That's good, but maybe I should kiss it, just to make sure it's really feeling better?" she teased.

"O-ok," I croaked.

Mandy dropped down to her knees. She leaned forward and kissed my cock. She pulled back to admire it. Then she licked a little bubble of pre-cum off with the tip of her tongue.

"Mmm," she said.

Mandy leaned in and started to take me into her mouth. She spent quite a bit of time just focusing on the purple head of shaft. She sucked it in, then licked around the sensitive ridge. It felt amazing. Her slow ministrations with her tongue and mouth were well practiced.

"Oh, that feels so good," I said.

Mandy drew more of my cock into her mouth. I could feel her tongue swirl along the bottom of the shaft. She had half of it in now. I looked down and saw that, while she held the base with one hand, her other hand was inside her shorts, making small circular motions.

This was unbelievable.

Mandy started to moan while she sucked me. She was enjoying this experience as much as I was. She thrust her mouth back and forth along my shaft, sucking me vigorously. Occasionally she would back off my cock, and it came out with a loud pop. Then she would lick along the shaft's length, like a popsicle.

She lifted the shaft up and proceeded to sucks on my balls. This was a new thing for me. She sucked and swirled her tongue around my balls, one at a time. Because I shaved most of my pubic hair off, my sack was smooth. The sensation of Mandy's tongue gliding over it made me shiver.

Mandy looked up at me while she stroked me.

"Do you like?" she asked.

"I do like," I responded.

Mandy smiled and returned to sucking me. While she sucked, she stroked me. She still had a hand in her shorts pleasuring herself.

Her pace quickened on my cock, and I could feel my eruption starting to build.

"Oh Mandy, I'm going to cum," I said.

I felt my cock harden even more, if that was possible. It felt like it was going to explode with so much blood pumping into it. Mandy stroked and sucked, determined to take my load in mouth. I didn't disappoint.

With a loud moan, I started cumming. Rapid-fire streams of my seed burst forth. Mandy moaned loudly as ejaculate flooded her mouth as wave after wave of ecstasy rippled through my body. She swallowed as best she could, but soon cum started spilling out of the corners of her lips.

Spasms of pleasure shot through my body, and I had to I spread my arms against the wall to steady myself. The intense sensations seemed to go one for longer than I had ever experienced. My senses heightened as I was overcome with a feeling of warmth with an undercurrent giddiness. Sensations of pleasure surged up and down my legs in rhythm to each burst of semen shooting into her mouth.

Mandy pulled back off my cock, stroking it to watch the last few spurts of cum shoot unto her chin and chest, soiling her t-shirt. Her face had a healthy amount on my cum dribbling out of the corners of her mouth and running down her chin.

Finally the spams weakened. I looked down at Mandy, panting to catch my breath. I felt giddy, and astonished at the strength of my orgasm. Never had I had one so strong.

As my erection started to soften, Mandy continued to lick away the last remnants of cum. She got to her feet, smiling and licking her lips. She wiped away the cum on her face with her fingers, licking off before checking for more.

I was slumped back against the wall, smiling at her like a fool.

"Feel better now? I think it will be easier to adjust, no?" she asked.

I nodded slowly. "Yeah, it will be."

I reached out and took her hand she had had in her shorts, and brought it to my mouth. I sucked her essence off her fingers. The strong musky odor and the taste of her made me want to dive into her pussy.

"I want more of this," I said indicating what was on her fingers.

"OK," said Mandy. She took me by the hand and led me into her bedroom. When she turned to face me, I pulled her into my arms and kissed her. Our tongues probed and swirled. I could taste my cum in her mouth and smell it on her skin.

I broke the kiss and reached down. I took hold of her shirt and pulled it up over her head. Mandy didn't have large breasts, but they were a little more than a handful, with large, thick, pink nipples. As I fondled one tit, I sucked on the other. Mandy moaned with pleasure, wrapping her arms around my head.

A switched to her other tit, teasing the nipple, sucking on it, biting it.

"Mmmmm," moaned Mandy. "That feels so nice."

Without stopping my sucking, I pulled her shorts down over her hips. They dropped to her feet and Mandy stepped out of them. I could smell her arousing musk, and my cock started to respond again.

I lightly pushed her back towards the bed. She sat down then pulled herself up until her head was laid on a pillow. She spread her legs for me as I crawled forward towards her. Seeing her pussy up close, I saw that she did have some hair on her mons. It was a nice little bush. I buried my nose in it, breathing her in.

"Oooh, don't make me wait," she pleaded.

I dropped my head and started to kiss her labia. Mandy moaned and jerked a little as my tongue explored around vaginal opening. I traced the folds of skin, sucking and licking, making my way to her clit.

Mandy made a sharp intake of breath as my lips closed around her clit and alternated between sucking it and licking it. I slipped a finger into her. She was so wet, and ready for more, so I added a second. Mandy moaned in appreciation.

I slowly worked my fingers in and out, putting pressure along the top of her vagina, stimulating her G-spot. Mandy cried out in pleasure. Now that I had confirmed where the buttons were, I pulled my fingers out.

I licked and probed lower, paying some attention to the sensitive area between her pussy and her ass. I could feel her body moving on the bed, reacting to the pleasure I was bringing her.

I worked my tongue down to her butthole. Again she gasped, and then moaned.

"Oh, this is all new to me," she exclaimed. "I like that."

I swirled around her hole. Some of her vaginal fluids had run down here, and it encouraged me to probe deeper. After licking around it, I pushed my tongue into her, forcefully.

"Ahh! Ohh I like that too," she exclaimed as her hands found the back of my head, pushing me, encouraging me.

I worked up a wad of spit and dropped it onto one of my fingers. I slowly eased it into her hole as licked. Little by little I got it into the first knuckle. Mandy was panting, moaning and almost vibrating on the bed. When I had reached the second knuckle, I moved back to sucking on her clit and licking her vagina.

"Ohh, god, this feels so good," moaned Mandy.

With my free hand, I got two fingers back into her vagina and started working her G-spot again. Mandy started to swear. Her hips moved involuntarily, seeking to draw me deeper, trying to push herself over the edge.

It didn't take long before I felt her vagina and asshole spasming around my fingers as she cried out in pleasure. Her body rippled with intensity and she came hard enough that she expelled some fluids from her vagina. They leaked out around my fingers, running down my arm.

Her body vibrated and convulsed on the bed. Her head rolled to the side and she cried out loudly in pleasure. On of her hands gripped my hair so hard I thought I was going to get a bald spot. Her other hand gripped the sheets at her side involuntarily.

"Oh god!" cried Mandy as she rode her orgasm, her body jerking involuntarily. Juices continued to flow out of her and tried to alternate between licking and sucking her clit and lapping up the her love potion.

"Oh!" she cried as her orgasm triggered her abs to contract, lifting her off the bed slightly. I tried to keep it going for as long as I could, but soon I noticed the energy she was expelling started to reduce.

Her orgasm started to subside and she begged me to stop as she was too sensitive for all the attention. I kissed her vagina a couple more times, letting my tongue snake out between the folds of her labia, before I stopped pleasuring her.

I relented and moved up next to her on the bed.

Mandy laid on her back, breathing deeply. Her face was flushed, covered in a fine sheen of sweat. She looked... content.

I whispered in her ear, "thats my thanks for the greatest blowjob of my life."

Mandy smiled, and then forced herself to roll towards me.

"Give me a minute, and then I want you to fuck me."

I was still confused over how all this had come together. It was literally out of the blue. But I'm not one to look a gift-horse in the mouth. I was so thrilled that we were taking our friendship in this direction.

I kissed her tenderly on the lips. I lightly ran my finger tips across her cheek, pushing a few strands of hair away, then tracing around the edge of her ear and down to her neck. Mandy responded, energy returning to her body.

"You have too many clothes on," she told me. She started pulling my shirt up and we got me undressed. As before, when my shorts were pulled down, my cock sprung forth. Mandy grasped it and started stroking it. After a couple more minutes of that, and kissing, she rolled to her back, pulling me on top of her as she did.

I reached down and lined-up my cock. I rubbed the tip between her labia, across the opening of her canal, lubing it up. She was still very wet, and ready. Mandy reached down and grabbed my lower back. She pulled me towards her, determined to force me into her. I obliged, slowly pushing my cock in.

Her vagina was very hot, and very wet. She accepted my girth as I pushed forward. Mandy moaned in a long continuous sound until I was all the way in. I paused for a second to marvel at where I was, feeling her encompassing me, then I started to fuck her.

I started slow. I didn't want to rush this. I wanted it to last. Mandy, however, was less patient. She made it clear she didn't want slow; she wanted something faster. I sped up, seeking her desired pace. When I got it right, she let me know.

"Right there, just like that. Mmm that's good," she remarked.

Mandy's hands ran over me, pausing to pinch my nipples, then lightly running her fingernails up and down my arms and across my chest. She made small moaning noises. Her eyes would open to small slits, and when they did she pulled me closer to kiss. Then she would push me away. Small moans and gasps escaped her lips, and her hips moved in random lateral, and horizontal patterns.

I was up on my hands, elbows locked out, thrusting at a moderate pace, but already starting to feel like I might lose control. Her pussy was tight, and the friction was wearing me down, as it was intended to. I looked down at her body, writhing below me. She looked amazing. All these years we had known each other, and now we were giving each other the sweetest pleasure. Her average looks had morphed into goddess-like appeal.

"Oh fuck, I'm going to cum," she exclaimed.

Her head rolled up and she closed her eyes, she started pinching one of her nipples and raised her legs, wrapping them around me. Her hips rolled up as she actively pressed up towards me.

"Oh fuck!" she said more earnestly followed by a long moan. Then she went quiet with her mouth open. Her hands shot to my waste, guiding me into the exact penetrating rhythm she needed. Her fingernails dug in briefly before her hands let go and went to me chest to pinch my nipples.

I marveled at her orgasm. I felt her vagina squeezing my cock while her body was racked by a series of convulsions. Her fingers dug into my bi-ceps as she was consumed with pleasure. I was so enthralled I lost my focus. I was suddenly gripped with my own climax. I thrust my cock into her, releasing my seed deep inside. The intensity of my climax nearly matched the previous experience.

Mandy cried out as she felt me let loose inside her and she continued to orgasm matching me. We both held on as our bodies shared the pleasure. It was intense. We both cried out.

I arched my back in an effort to go deeper. Mandy thrust up and wrapped her legs around me, squeezing as we banged together. My cock blasted cum into her with each thrust until she locked her legs, holding me still inside her. I felt the base of my cock spasm against her one, two more times, then stop.

The waves of pleasure receded, and I collapsed on top of her. We were both trying to catch our breaths. The smell of sweat and sex filled our nostrils.

I hovered above her face, supported on my elbows. She reached up and ran her hand through my damp hair. I kissed her deeply, realizing I had had a need for her, and she for me. This unexpected tryst appeared to have been preordained.

I let myself slip out of her and rolled onto my back starring up at the ceiling.

After what may have ben five minutes of silence, Mandy spoke.

"I've wanted to fuck you for so long."

"Oh? You could have said something," I replied.

"Well, now that I have, I want you to stay for the rest of the weekend," she said.

"I'm yours, Mandy. Do with me as you will," I pronounced.

"Ok, come with me," she said.

"Again? I'm not recovered from the last time you said that," I mocked.

"Well, your recovery starts this way, in the shower." She pulled me off the bed towards the bathroom.