I could hardly believe my luck when I saw Esther banging on my front door with a pissed off look on her face.
"The bastard's locked me out - can I sleep on your sofa?" she snapped as I let her in. Dressed in a flowery skirt and a t-shirt, I'd always enjoyed watching Esther's lovely full boobs bouncing around, as my own girl had a bit of a lack in that department, so it made a welcome change.
"I'll get you a blanket - it's not very comfy and it's a bit cold down here" I offered as I quickly sorted out her bedding.
Sleepily, she thanked me and laid down on the sofa as I returned to my bed.
Lying there in the dark, I couldn't keep my mind from Esther's lovely body, and I drifted in and out of consciousness. When suddenly I awoke with a start.
"It's freezing down there - have you got another blanket" said Esther standing in the doorway, dressed in just her t-shirt and panties.
"There's plenty of room in here - you're welcome to share - no funny business, honest!" I muttered optimistically.
To my surprise she took up the offer -"OK, but no touching then!" she giggled cheekily.
I watched as the lamplight through the window threw a beam of light across her, giving me a quick glimpse at her tiny panties, from which there were definite signs of fuzzy hair sticking out the sides as she moved -a hairy muff I thought to myself, trying not to get aroused. We were soon lying side by side under the duvet and Esther fell almost instantly to sleep, snoring quietly.
The smell of Esther and the thought of those lovely tits and bush kept me wide awake, and as she slept I gently lifted the duvet to get a closer look at her body. She clearly had no bra on, and her boobs were accentuated by the fact she had been tossing and turning, causing her t-shirt to ride up over her belly and collect just under her soft boobs. Readjusting my position I then went for the bearded clam and was not disappointed. Her tiny panties had slid up her bumcleft, leaving little material to cover her pussy. I could see her thick black silky pubes spilling out and the outline of her pussylips through the tightly pulled material. What would I give to sink my cock deep into this tight little muff I thought, oblivious to the fact I now had a raging hard-on. Suddenly my luck was about to change. Out of nowhere Esther sat bolt upright and slurred "What are you doing?"
"Errm, I was a bit hot.." I stammered
"I can see that - were you looking at my pussy?" she grinned swinging her hips against the bulge in my boxers.
"I'm really sorry I....." I broke off shocked at the feel of Esther's hand gripping my cock through my pants.
"Hmmm, let's see yours then if you've seen mine" she giggled. What the fuck I thought, OK so it's my best friend's Mrs, but I'm damn sure he would have done the same having glimpsed a beaver like that. Pulling the duvet back I let Esther pull my dick out of the front of my boxers where it stood rock-hard and eager. I've always been proud of my cock, it measures a good 8 or 9 inches with a wide veiny girth, and I was pretty sure it was bigger than Esther's pussy was used to, as my friend was a lot smaller than me so to speak.
Without a word she tightened her grip and began vigorously pummelling its veiny length enthusiastically , marvelling at it's size. A little unsure as to how to react I went for shit or bust and cupped her tit through her t-shirt, which to my great relief she showed no objection. I could feel her nipples harden as I caressed her and looking down could see a little damp patch in the front of her panties – I could go all the way here I thought to myself randily.
"Oooh, that's good, let me give you some pleasure" I whispered reaching my hand down to Esther's panties. She continued wanking me firmly as I brushed my fingers over the moist V of her gusset, tickling her fluffy pubes spilling out the sides. Instinctively she spread her legs wide and I could feel her pussy lips open under the thin cotton. I quickly located her clit with my fingers and began slowly caressing it through her moistening panties.
It's now or never I thought as I ventured a couple of fingers under her gusset to feel her hairy beaver in the flesh. Esther's relaxed sigh was a relief, and signalled that she wanted me to continue, so I probed a finger into her hot wet pussyfur, eventually finding her sticky cunthole, sinking my fat middle finger slowly inside her splayed pussylips all the way to the knuckle. Her muff gripped my finger with a warm, wet handshake and she moaned gently as I slowly slid my muscular finger in and out of her wetness. Next thing I knew she grabbed her panties, yanked them down and quickly kicked them off giving me a full view of that lovely bush.
