Note: If you haven't already, read The Grieving Process, which is the prequel to this story.
It was just over a year after my dad's passing that my mom followed him into the great beyond. It was unexpected to some extent because she didn't have any health issues; she just didn't wake up one morning. During the time since my dad had passed, my brother had gotten divorced and was living in one of Mom's rental properties so, as we were coordinating things before I flew back to my hometown, he suggested that I stay with him rather than at a hotel as I had last visit. Despite my dad's passing being unexpected, there had still been a few things where I'd felt like I'd dropped the ball during that trip back home. One was when Theresa had showed up at my dad's funeral and I realized that I hadn't even reached out to her personally.
She and I had known each other since high school and had been good enough friends that we knew each other's families. I was beyond touched that she'd attended the funeral but I was mortified that I hadn't thought to try to make plans to see her while I was in town. I made sure that didn't happen with this visit. I made some time during my preparations before catching my flight to call her. She was heartbroken to hear that my mom had passed so soon after my dad but her main concern was with how I was doing. We chatted for a while and I shared when I'd be arriving in town and that I'd be staying with my brother, who she also knew.
"I really regret not spending time with you the last time I was in town," I said, "so I want to make sure that I see more of you this time."
"See more of me?" she asked, "You mean like naked?"
"If you're offering," I replied, "you know I wouldn't turn down the opportunity."
We'd engaged in suggestive banter like that for as long as we'd been friends but we'd never done more than a little drunken making out when we'd been on break from college. I was surprised by her mention of seeing her naked but was neither put off by it nor did I believe she was actually offering. Little did I know.
"Well since I know that you and the rest of the country know what 'quid pro quo' means," she responded, "let's see what kind of accommodations your brother provides."
"Seriously?" I replied, "Okay, I'm totally in."
As it turned out, my brother had a bedroom available for me with a lock on the door and a full-size bed. He also still had some responsibilities at work that he'd need to go in and take care of now and then when we weren't taking care of Mom's final arrangements. Theresa and I had been communicating regularly since I'd first reached out to her and she had made it clear that she was definitely interested in getting together privately. Once I had a confirmed day and time when my brother wouldn't be home, we made a plan for her to come over. We waited until we were in the bedroom that I was using and had the door locked behind us before we were in each other's arms. We started with kissing that became more and more passionate until we were making out, our tongues exploring each other's mouths. My hands were on her ass, caressing the soft flesh through her jeans and pulling her against my stiffening cock.
Knowing that we didn't have unlimited time together, I started to pull her shirt up. We parted as she lifted her arms and I raised it over her head. Once I'd tossed it aside, rather than going back to making out, I dropped down in front of her and opened her jeans then started to slide them down. After helping her step out of her jeans, I sat back on my heels and looked up at her in just matching bra and bikini panties, which I assumed had been picked out with me seeing them in mind. She had some nice curves and her boobs were bigger than they had been in high school and college so I was eager to get my hands on them. I did want to savor this opportunity to get her naked, though, so I didn't want to rush despite us not having unlimited time.
She had me stand and immediately pulled my shirt up over my head then did as I had and knelt in front of me to take my jeans down. Unlike her, I had not slipped into sexy underwear and instead had decided not to bother at all. As she worked my jeans down, my stiff cock sprung right out in her face. She got my jeans off before gripping it and giving it a few gentle pumps then engulfed it in her mouth. I let out a moan as she began to skillfully suck my cock while gently pumping the base. Looking down at her and seeing my cock repeatedly disappearing into her mouth just made it even stiffer though her efforts weren't impacted by this at all. There was no doubt that I'd be blowing a load down her throat but I also knew that my recovery time was going to be accelerated because I still hadn't even seen her naked yet.
She was clearly experienced when it came to cocksucking because she was drawing out the pleasure that I was feeling when I would have expected to blow my load pretty quickly given how good her mouth felt. I was definitely savoring the opportunity to enjoy her skills for even longer and knew that I'd have to see her more than just this one time to enjoy them even more. My cock seemed to be getting even thicker and harder the longer she was sucking me off and I could feel my orgasm gradually beginning to build. Though I didn't necessarily want to be done enjoying this outstanding blowjob, I did still want to get her naked, eat her pussy and fuck her so I knew there would still be plenty to do even if I finished quickly.
Knowing her for as long as I had, naturally I'd wondered many times how she'd look naked, what it would be like to fuck her and how it would feel to have her sucking my cock. With one of those underway and the others on the immediate horizon, I was beyond fired up but, knowing before I'd even left home that this was likely going to be happening, I'd been fired up for days. I assumed that she was feeling likewise and that maybe she wasn't just drawing out the pleasure she was orally providing for my benefit but because she had been thinking about having my cock in her mouth for days, too. Of course I also assumed that, with days of anticipation and now having my cock in her mouth, her pussy was probably overflowing with juices, which I was eager to lap up. As I thought about burying my face between her thighs, that pushed me over the edge and I began to blast my load into her mouth.
She continued to suck me off as she swallowed my load and I relished the intensity of the pleasure I was experiencing. Only once I was fully spent did she release my cock and sit back on her heels. As she was looking up at me, likely seeing a dazed expression on my face, I was looking down at her cleavage in her sexy bra, my brain registering that she was barely wearing anything at all. Despite having cum just seconds prior, I could feel the blood trying to return to my spent cock already. I reached down and took her hand, helping her up, then immediately fondled her tits through her bra before reaching behind her to unfasten it. I stared at her tits as she let her bra slide down her arms, fascinated by her large areolas and hard nipples. I lowered my head to lick and suck her nipples as I caressed the soft, smooth flesh.
After briefly indulging myself, I continued south, kissing my way over her ribs and stomach until I reached her bikini panties. I couldn't believe that I was finally getting an opportunity to slide her panties down and see her pussy. Once again, the anticipation as I took the thin strips of elastic on her hips had the blood flowing back to my cock. I slowly slid her panties down, revealing a well-groomed, light brown bush that I was tempted to bury my face in right there. Instead, once she'd stepped out of her panties, I stood and we climbed onto the bed. She lay on her back with her legs spread while I knelt between them, looking down over her naked body and taking it all in. Knowing how pent up she would be and eager to devour her pussy, I kept my gawking brief and was soon lying on my stomach with my face just inches from her pussy. I ran my tongue along her slit, tasting her pungent juices and causing her to moan.
I started out just lapping up her abundant juices as she rocked her hips and held onto my head but soon progressed to licking and sucking her clit. I slipped first one then a second finger into her hot, wet pussy and slid them in and out which had her moaning even louder and longer. As much as I was enjoying the opportunity to finally devour her pussy, my goal was to provide her with the highest level of pleasure that I could manage so I was doing everything I knew how to do that. Of course, with her as worked up as she already was by the time I started to eat her pussy, I knew it wasn't going to take long for her to cum but I wanted to make sure that she experienced a great deal of pleasure building up to her orgasm, not just when she started cumming. I also didn't want to try to draw out the pleasure if she was feeling like she needed to cum sooner rather than later.
I would have been more than happy to eat her for a good long time and through multiple orgasms, regardless of whether somebody ended up coming home and figuring out what we were up to. The longer I was eating her, though, the longer and louder she was moaning as she rocked her pussy toward my face harder and faster. I could also feel her pussy becoming even wetter and more engorged and knew that slipping into her would feel outstanding. My cock was still recovering but it wasn't going to take much longer before I was ready to go again. As wet as her pussy was, I could probably slip it into her before I was even 100% rigid. First things first, though, so I continued to lick and suck her clit while sliding my fingers in and out of her.
When she started tensing up and arching her back, I suspected that she was on the verge of cumming. I didn't change anything up since my technique seemed to be working just fine and just hoped that the level of pleasure she was experiencing was at least as much as the pleasure that she'd caused me to experience. She briefly went silent, as though holding her breath, then cried out as she went limp and started shaking. I continued to eat her through her orgasm, hoping that it helped her feel even more pleasure for longer. Her orgasm was long and appeared to be intensely pleasurable, which was exactly what I'd been hoping for. When she went still and let out a sigh, I raised my head and slipped my fingers from her pussy into my mouth. I was gazing at her pussy, still a bit incredulous that I was finally seeing it, as I sucked her juices off of my fingers. My gaze gradually traveled up along her body to her tits and beyond to her face. Her eyes were closed as she was recovering but she had a big smile on her face. I ended up getting up on my knees, still gazing over her naked body, then lay beside her.
I reached over and fondled her tits, running my palms over her hard nipples, as I waited for her eyes to reopen. When they finally did, she brought her face toward mine and we started to make out. She reached down and found my cock fully rigid, which apparently surprised her.
