"Show me," Hannah said, grinning.
"What?" Bruce responded.
"I said show me, I want to see how big it is."
"I've never claimed that its big, just that his is small," Bruce responded, laughing.
"I don't care, I want you to show me."
"Are you serious?" Bruce asked, feeling his cock stiffen at the thought of getting it out in front of his friend.
"Hell yes, I'm drunk, horny and I want to see your cock," Hannah said animatedly.
"Ok, then, you asked for it," Bruce responded, standing and undoing the Hannaht of his jeans. Hannah moved a little closer as he worked the button loose and then slid the zipper down to the bottom. Hannah reached out and yanked on Bruce's jeans, pulling them down his legs, leaving his most erect penis clearly evident as it stood out against the loose confines of his boxers. Before he could even utter a protest, she grabbed those as well, puling them down. Bruce's cock sprang up after it was jerked downwards in the removal process and Hannah clapped her hands as she took it in.
"Um there you go then, that's it," Bruce said.
"Mmmm, nice," Hannah replied as she moved her head around so that she could take it in from all sides.
"Only fair that you show me yours now," Bruce said, moving to pull his pants back up.
"What are you doing that for?" Hannah asked.
"Well you've seen it now, I'm putting it away," Bruce replied.
"Well, yeah, I've seen it, but what if I want to touch it ... or suck it even?" Bruce felt his cock twitch involuntarily at the suggestion and started to wonder how it was that he'd managed to find himself in this position.
The four friends had got together for drinks and cards. The night had started out normally enough, quiet cards, quiet drinks, but of course as the night went on, they'd drunk more and both the cards and the drinks had become louder and louder. Challenges had been issued, the obligatory insulting of each other's manhood and cursing of the winner of the cards (Sarah).
Sarah had been the first one to retire and then Jason had disappeared, assumedly to have gone to the toilet. He never resurfaced though and investigation had found him crashed out on the floor of the guest room. He hadn't even managed to make it to the bed before falling asleep.
That left Bruce and Hannah, both well lubricated with alcohol and with drinks still left in the glasses, neither had been quite ready to call it a night. So they sat up talking and sipping their drinks and as inevitably happened, their talk turned to sex.
Somewhere about that time, Hannah had told Bruce to show her his cock. And there it was, out it came.
"Well, that would put me in something of a predicament if you wanted to do that," Bruce responded.
"What sort?" Hannah asked with an evil glint in her eye.
"Well for a start I don't think my girlfriend would like it, and then there's the fact that your boyfriend probably wouldn't like it and finally there's the fact that you haven't shown me yours yet," Bruce said.
"Oh well the last one's easy to take care of," Hannah replied, pulling her top off over her head so that she sat there in a black padded bra. "But there's nothing to see, I've got no tits." She reached behind her and released the clasp of her bra, freeing her small breasts. Bruce grinned as he took in the sight of Hannah's well-toned upper torso, her nipples proud and erect on her breasts.
"I don't care what you think about the size of your tits, I am more than happy with this vision," Bruce replied. "Those nipples look like they're begging to be sucked."
"They're not the only things begging for a good sucking you know," she replied, pointedly looking down to where Bruce's erection pointed towards her. "I really do think you should leave your pants off."
"Ok, I'll leave mine off if you leave yours off," Bruce replied, stepping out of his jeans and taking a drink before sitting down.
"Too easy," Hannah replied and she stood up and slipped the short skirt that she'd been wearing, revealing a tiny black thong.
"Damn that's sexy underwear," Bruce said, eyeing her off. "I wish Sarah would wear g's, but she says they feel like they cut her in half."
"Poor you, I love them," Hannah said as she slid the g-string down her legs before stepping out of it to stand naked. Bruce took some time to survey her body, his eyes lingering on her erect nipples before traveling over the rest of her well toned body.
"Damn I don't think I'd ever tire of looking at you naked," he said as she took her seat and crossed her legs. "Of course, if you sat less lady-like, it would be a whole lot more enjoyable." Hannah laughed at him.
"Oh you want some basic instinct action, do you?" she asked and slowly uncrossed her legs before switching them over, giving Bruce an eyeful of her pussy, bare of hair other than a short strip above her lips.
"Why is that desert I see?" he asked, teasing.
"It could be, if I get to have some desert of my own," Hannah responded, slowly and deliberately licking her lips. Bruce sat motionless, unsure of where to go. As he hesitated, Hannah took the initiative. She moved from her chair and knelt before Bruce, one hand on each of his knees.
Bruce all but shuddered at the touch of her hands on his knees and when she pushed them apart, she met no resistance. Bruce's cock stood fully erect, pointing skywards as Hannah leaned forward, opened her mouth and lowered it over his cock. She took almost his entire cock into her mouth before slowly sucking her way back up to the tip, which she held in her mouth as she swirled her tongue about the circumcised head. Flicking her tongue against the slit in the top of his cock, she teased him, licking slowly and delightfully all around the head before taking him once again in her mouth.
"Don't you want some desert too?" she asked him as his cock slid from her mouth."
"Fuck yes," Bruce replied, giving up any pretence of being able to deny this desire
"Top or bottom?" Hannah asked him.
"Bottom," Bruce replied and stood up before moving over to the rug that covered a part of the wooden floor near by. He lay down on the thick-piled rug and waited while Hannah walked over to where he was. She stood with a foot either side of his head before squatting down and Bruce ran his hands up the insides of her legs as she did so, feeling the smooth skin, enjoying the almost electric contact between them. His eyes were glued to her pussy as it came closer and closer to his face.
Hannah squatted until her pussy was millimeters from Bruce's face at which point he flicked out his tongue and ran it along her slit. Hannah moaned and lowered herself that little bit further to ensure that full contact was made with Bruce's mouth as he speared his tongue between her lips and licked her from the inside. Hannah squirmed on his face for a few minutes, enjoying the pleasure that was being exacted upon her. But then she shifted so that she was on her knees and leaned forward so that she could take Bruce's cock in her mouth at the same time.
