The weeks and months passed and Alfie and Gina grew amazingly close with each other without the benefit of having sex at all. They were buddies in the pure sense. It was incredible though because there were instances strong enough to warrant sexual relation. Once Alfie let Gina shave his face at her insistence while he was seated and straddled on his lap. Alfie had seen her standing over a weighing scale wearing just a white tank top and g-string panties. He'd seen her also applying moisturizer on her legs and getting all that lusty view. She asked him one time if her skirt was too short giving him a rear view to find out if her thong was showing. She even asked him to take a real good look and he thought he just saw a string running through the crack of her butt. Of course in those occasions Alfie's libido hit the roof and he'd resort wanking off to high heavens after she left.
On the other hand Gina had seen him walking around the house with only his underwear shorts on and several times with obvious erection. Each was aware of the sexual tension building between them and yet they manage not to be carried away. Whether they were protecting their beautiful friendship or testing their limits was good as anyone's guess.
One day when it was Alfie's turn to clean the whole house, he found her bedroom unlocked and broke the rule by entering inside. Gina was always neat and proper but he found her room that day unusually unmade and there were clothes lying about on the bed and on the floor. He thought that she might be too in a hurry to leave. He wanted to pick the jeans and stockings on the floor but his eyes got focused on a tomato red underwear lying on the bed. His pulse rate increased as he sat on the bed and reached for the underwear. He held the wispy material up with both hands and it was a low rise bikini panties of soft cotton with a small DKNY detail at the back. He gulped in his throat as he brought the underwear to his nose and smelled a cocktail of aroma, her own natural scent which was pleasant to him and a taint of raspberry. His cock stirred in his boxer shorts and he took it out and walked to her dresser looping her underwear around his straight hard on. He looked down at an array of cosmetics and he found a spray bottle for removing bikini hair which on the label read 'with a Great Scent of Raspberry'.
Her dresser was tidy and even the hair brushes were clean and even the room itself smelled alluringly like a nice girl's bedroom. But he wondered why her bed and clothes were in disarray. He picked a bottle of scent called Pink Suede and it smelled like what he'd also smelled in her panties. So he smelled her panties again and he was right. He was like a CSI agent on a sniffing binge. Upon closer examination on the crotch part he found a strand of pubic hair. He plucked a single strand of pubic hair from his crotch and compared it with hers under the light of the sun peering through the curtain opening. The central part of the inner crotch appeared a bit wrinkled as if some pussy substance had dried there and the smell proved to be tantalizing to him. He imagined her wearing the panties and he became dizzy with lust that no other relief could be made but to jack off.
Later he washed her panties full of globs of his semen and hung it to dry in the open air. When it dried he returned it on her bed and sprayed it with a bit of that raspberry scented hair remover so she would not detect that it was washed. Then he put on the crotch part his pubic hair that he entwined with hers.
Later that night Gina announced to him the news that her newly-wedded cousin Lara and her hubby Chris would be visiting her the following day and they would stay for a couple of days. Alfie told her that it was no problem with him. He anticipated with gladness to see her relative.
Lara and Chris was a nice couple and Alfie had gone out of his way helping Gina prepare a hearty dinner for them which the couple could not thank enough. All of them had a lovely evening of chit chatting and getting to know each other.
When it was time to sleep, Alfie learned that Gina had let them used her room while she would just use the couch. Alfie suggested she crash on his bed and he'd be just the one to sleep on the couch.
"No, no, no Alfie I'm fine here. Don't trouble yourself. It's just for a couple of nights." This was the first time Gina kissed him goodnight on the lips. His cock went straight to heaven as she watched her moved about in a flimsy top her enticing breasts jiggling beneath and low-slung drawstring shorts with unbinding leg opening. Was she wearing panties underneath that short? There was no trace of panty line on her rear but in front there was pussy line. Thinking of what he'd done with her panties urged him to give in to his greatest relief -- Mary Palmer, his ever reliable soothing palm.
However, to assuage guilt feelings about his libidinous thoughts toward his good friend, he took 100 push-ups and some biceps curls with his dumbbells to sweat his sexual energy out and limp out his angry dick. Then he took a cold shower and drank gallons of warm milk to throw him into deep slumber. That did it.
At around 4 a.m. his eyes opened with a flutter as he felt somebody was spooned behind him nibbling at his ears and neck as he laid by his side. With the full moon filtering its light through his room he could sense whose breasts were squashing behind him with her hand wandering over his bare chest and abs. He could smell his favorite scent of her...Serenissima. Slowly he stretched out his body under the sheet and turned to her to answer her probing kisses. It was the first time their lips touched and locked savoring and tasting each other's desire. Under the full moonlit night she looked like a screen goddess, fully made up. They embraced each other and it was beyond erotic. Oh, please cue the violins. It was so warm and tender without anyone of them getting to be in a hurry. It was like they knew their timing. As he took her mouth in a deep kiss, rapture swept through them like a swirling wind blocking out all thought and reason.
Gina held his maleness and Alfie groaned as she stroked it gently. He didn't realize that his junior had gotten out through the fly of his Calvin shorts. She savored its thickness, power and length and even went on to speak of it. She even used the head to rub on her clit through the silky fabric of her thong. Sideways and under. Oh the feeling was indescribable. Then she pushed his blanket down to see his pride and glory, standing upright like a Boy Scout in a flag ceremony. She looked at it lovingly and gently massaged it with her hand. Her thumb rubbed the tip spreading a drip of his arousal and causing more as her other hand his family jewels through the contoured pouch of his soft cotton shorts. Alfie felt alarmed that his semen might jettison too soon with her ministration. as doing. Prior to this heavenly moment she had jacked up the AC so the cold air had made her nipples peeked naughtily through her silky camisole.
A moment later Gina tugged away his shorts and spread his legs apart kneeling between them and facing him. Her blonde hair whipped along his chest and torso and finally on his upright maleness. Of all the places that she could start to lick, she chose that crinkly seam of his testicles that separates his twin boys before the rest. His face contorted with an enviable bliss and he responded with a tsunami of moans and groans.
"Shhh! Cut the noise you might wake up our guests. Put your legs upon my shoulder," she offered and then treaded her exploring tongue under his balls. Alfie's toes curled and his hands delved into her silken hair.
At first he couldn't see what she was doing because her dark blonde hair cascading down to his lower belly shielded her delicious deed. Finally she upturned her hair and he saw her smearing his maleness across her pouting lips like a fat lipstick. Then she smiled at him and rubbed the head between her parted lips heightening up the sensation. She formed two tight rings around his penis using thumbs and forefingers one on top of the other in the middle of his shaft. She slid them in opposite directions, going back and forth from the base to the head at once. She took it torturously slow in the beginning and then built up speed as he got more pumped and then slowed down to keep him in a holding pattern. Adding her saliva to her strokes made it even more mind-blowing.
Alfie couldn't help moaning aloud that she shushed him off again. "Hey, calm down they'll hear us." That said he came without warning, blowing a gasket of come. The rest of his come laced her wrist and inundated her hands. She was in awe. "It's an avalanche! I bet you can make the national sorority pregnant."
She drew a drenched finger to her nostril and tasted a droplet.
"Not bad, tastes like an eggplant," she said in a jest and rubbed her semen-filled hands to her arms like lotion. "What can 'Your Excellency say about that?"
"Downright intimate and erotic," he said and stared at his softening junior to which Gina took the opportunity to take all of him and cleaned off the remaining semen in her mouth. Alfie winced at the post pleasure that could still be regarded as mind-blowing. When she let it off her mouth it managed a half-erect status. "Hey, I'll be back, junior" she said tapping a finger on the head, "and I'll wash you up, okay." She smiled and scurried off to the bathroom. Alfie's excitement was uncontainable.
After washing him off with a scented face towel, Alfie felt like a happy king. He drew her to him and sealed his mouth over hers. She straddled his hips and felt his cock slapped the crack of her ass. To his credit he was hard as a stone pestle when she groped him. She smiled because that was fast. She hated long intermission. She loved action and Alfie was pure stud all the way.
She kissed him back, matching him move for move, her mouth hard and demanding against his. Alfie could barely control his desire. This is no longer pretend. By the time they broke the hot kisses, Gina grabbed hold of her flimsy camisole and pulled it over her head tossing it to the floor. A pair of beautiful breasts tumbled out as well as a bunch of various colored condoms. They scattered down on his chest and torso.
"What the heck are you doing keeping so many condoms?" Alfie asked in a muffled voice with eyes wide open, leaning on his elbows.
"Well, I certainly don't know how many we could use in one night," she said in her naïve sexy kind of way.
"Well, let's find out." he said intoning his bedroom voice.
