Pining For Whitney

Pining For Whitney Pining For Whitney

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica


Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica


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Submitted: November 01, 2015

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Submitted: November 01, 2015



Whitney saw her best friend Kara's brother as she walked through the basement to grab something in the cellar. This was like a second home to her, and since Kara and Whitney had been jobless after finishing college, none of the family really thought it was strange that she spent so much time around the house as the two were inseparable.

She did whatever she wanted, but sometimes she would purposefully go down stairs to see her best friend's older brother Lance. He was an extremely attractive guy with long, brown hair and very appealing light blue eyes. He was a hottie, and she had often been lost in his eyes as they sat around eating dinner or watched TV.

However, she wanted to stay away from him as much as she could help herself so he didn't get the wrong idea. She really liked him, but she was afraid of the reaction the man might have when he found out, and of course Whitney would hate to put her friendship with Kara at risk. That was why she wanted to admire him from afar and keep her thoughts to herself.

After a while she couldn't take it anymore. She had had a crush on Lance for years now, and despite her friendship, today, seeing him strutting around with his shirt off, it had become too much and it was the day she was going to admit it.

Kara was upstairs working on a job application and said she was going to be a while. Whitney took the opportunity and saw her window; she was finally going to admit the truth and headed down stairs with an excited saunter, feeling confident having rehearsed what she would say over and over. She wanted to play it cool, luring him in with an oblivious seduction.

Lance practically lived in the basement. He had already finished college and worked online, and having the whole area to himself downstairs he didn't have much reason to move out.

When he saw Whitney, he looked her up and down, taking in the fit body that he had always admired. Lance would never have admitted it, but he had always had eyes for his sisters best friend. Like Whitney though, he knew that if he ever mentioned it or took things further he would be running the risk of ruining a long time family friendship and Kara would never forgive him.

As the years had passed though, and as he watched Whitney develop through her teens and blossom into her twenties, he knew he wouldn't be able to resist his deep urges for much longer.

Whitney had grown into a beautiful woman with long auburn hair and creamy white skin and he had always wondered why she was so often single with her banging figure. Despite the already mentioned consequences though, it was also nearly impossible to get her away from Kara for enough time to say hello let alone have a full conversation alone.

Today seemed different though. Lance sensed a certain confidence about Whitney that he wasn't used to, and seeing her walk past him, swaying her hips and heading down into the cellar, he thought he might as well bite the bullet and see if this was his lucky day. She was taking a longer amount of time than she usually did when she swanked in to grab a drink, and Lance thought he'd take his chance.

Slowly, trying to act casually, he walked down on to the split level and made his way in behind her. He locked the door behind himself and got close to her, smiling proudly at his long time crush.

"Surprise," he said, lightly tapping her on the shoulder. She immediately jumped and squeaked, which was the cutest thing ever in his eyes. She turned around, flushing in embarrassment as she span to face her admirer and looked him straight in the eyes.

Instantly she was calmed by the pool blue pupils that stared back at her, and for a moment she even thought she had been dreaming since she had fantasied about this exact scenario so many times before.

Pinching herself and pushing out her words, Whitney spoke coyly playing the innocent role. "W-what are you doing?" she asked.

"I was going to ask you the same thing Whit. You seem to be taking longer than usual to get whatever you need and I cant help but think you're up to something," he smirked. "So, what are you doing back here all alone, huh? He gave her a very poignant look and she was taken back for a moment, thinking her plans had already been blown.

"I.. uh.. Was just looking for a refreshing drink and some ice, its pretty hot upstairs." Whitney blurted her reply, trying to think on her feet.

"Oh really? Then how come you're blushing? I know the air con works up there, so I'd say you're the only thing that's hot in this house." He smiled a Cheshire grin as he spoke, looking at Whitney in a way that he had always wanted to, showing the want in his eyes.

Whitney was lost for words. Had her crush just given her a compliment? Did the guy she had longed for for years feel the same way she did? She had to take her chance and knew that this could be the last she'd have in a while. With a deep breath, and trying to block out her nerves, Whitney confessed.

"Okay, you caught me. The temperature up there is fine" she laughed shakily, "but... truth is...well, I like you Lance. And not just as a friend or my best friend's brother. I've wanted more than that for so many years." Whitney sighed as she shot out the last of her nervous words, fearing that he'd laugh in her face or tell her to keep dreaming.

Catching her completely off guard though, Lance smiled, giving her a kiss on the cheek. "Really? You have no idea how long I've wanted to hear that Whit. I've liked you forever but always figured Kara would hate me if I made a move."

She looked at him with wide eyes, nodding as she listened but before she could say anything in reply, his lips were on hers in a hot kiss. She immediately kissed him back, loving the way the man felt against her. It was almost too good to be true, and was a dream that the both of them were finally living out.

He started to snake his tongue in, lightly touching and prodding at her lips for entrance. She quickly let him in, enjoying the warmth of him against her. Their kiss grew more passionate as the seconds passed, years worth of pent up want and attraction flooding out all at once.

Whitney was already growing weak at the knees, finally being in the arms of the man she had wanted to be with for so long. Lance pulled her closer, grabbing her by the hips and bringing him hard into him, feeling the warmth permeating from between her legs as she rubbed herself up against him.

"So, this is okay then?" he asked as he continued working his way down her body, caressing and kissing her neck as she tried to wipe the smile from her face with no luck.

"This is very okay," she replied sexily, smirking as she finished her sentence. "What Kara doesn't know won't hurt her."

Lance smiled with the permission and started to pull off her light blue singlet top, revealing her cute pink bra and Whitney's porcelain skin. He stood back to admire her for a second.

She was adorable, and he couldn't believe he finally had her alone. She was so beautiful. A far cry from the dirty whores he had always ended up with in the past.

Being a web developer he didn't get out much, and when he did have a chance with the ladies, he usually blew it. Being with Whitney was different though. He felt so comfortable with her and having grown up together, he could be himself without the worry of ruining things. He started to lightly touch her body, grasping and stroking her all over, causing a shiver to escape her and a quiet moan to spring from her lips.

Moving his hand up her back and unhooking her bra with one swift movement, Whitney stood half naked as her garments fell to the floor. Being on show and naked in front of this guy was a little nerve racking, but was all she had ever dreamed of, and now that it was finally becoming reality, she found herself completely losing herself in the moment, without a single care for the fact that Kara could have come to catch them at any moment.

The excitement only sparked her fires and Whitney wanted more.

Sensually Lance payed close attention to her supple breasts, licking and nipping at them as he stroked her hair and cupped her ass in his hands, squeezing her cheeks and pulling her into his bulging crotch. Kissing each nipple individually and moaning through his teeth as he squeezed them, Lance could feel his lust growing to an intense level.

He started to move away from her nipples, looking at her with a reassuring look. He started to kiss her down her stomach slowly, making his way down to the edge of her jeans and began to unbutton them, peeling them off and sliding them down passed her thighs to the ground, revealing her perfectly shaven pussy.

As he stood before her, Whitney reached out, unbuckling Lance's belt and unzipping his pants as she ran her fingernails up his six pack and ripped his shirt off over his head.

Running her hands through his brown hair, she moved her free hand towards his cock, inching her way down and slipping his boxers down, letting them fall in a bunch on the floor.

Standing there, staring at each others naked bodies was more than either could have hoped for. After all these years of wanting, it was finally time to get what they craved. Slowly Lance dipped his hand towards Whitney's smooth snatch, causing a small moan to escape her as she had thought of this moment so many times in her fantasies.

She loved the way the hunk seemed to torture and have fun with her little body and as he danced his fingertips across her pussy lips she could feel herself growing wet with excitement.

Feeling her getting moist, he slipped his finger through her folds, and started to insert a digit into her, making Whitney gasp in delight. He started to pump his fingers in and out of her, loving the way she mewled and moaned at his every touch.

He had always wanted to know what she felt like, and yearned for the wet mess between her legs. He started to move his fingers in and out even faster, in and out of her tight hole and she bucked with his every movement in sweet rhythm. Soon he had her groaning and stroking his cock in time, pulling his dick in perfect motion, in sync with his fingers deep within her.

Soon, Lance slipped his fingers from her fanny, bringing them to his lips and licking off her juices with a gazing smile. He had wanted to taste her for so long, and she was just as delicious as he could have hoped for.

He took his dick in his hand and started to stroke it as he looked at the sweet sight in front of him. He had dreamed of this moment for so many years and had thought of a million ways in which he wanted to fuck Whitney, but now that she stood before him, he was lost for action.

Not wanting to ruin the moment, he took a breath and pushed her against the wall, grabbing her under the ass and lifting her from the ground with ease; his muscular arms picking up Whitney's tiny body as if she were a feather, planting her back against the wall as he nuzzled into her neck with kisses.

He started to position himself so he was right at her entrance. Easing his way into her sopping flaps, prodding his cock tip in and began to push in and out of her, loving the way she moaned as her cunt tightened around his shaft. He started to move in and out of her faster and faster, causing a string of mewls to escape her.

She was completely turned on by this man and she was engulfed by the pleasure that she felt and as she took his dick in and out of her tightness, Lance knew he wasn't going to be able to last much longer, and Whitney new she was on the brink of explosion as well.

With the passion and pent up attraction, this was quickly turning into the best and most intense fuck either one of them had ever had.

After a few more thrusts, Lance let out a groan, trying to muffle his gasps from Kara as he released his steamy seed, filling up Whitney's hole from deep inside her.

As if on cue, Whitney felt her own walls tighten as let out a moan and let her orgasm bubble to the surface, coming with an eruption big enough to part the seas. She could feel the burning in the base of her spine and convulsed as she let the shivers of pleasure course through her.

When she had stopped her quivers, Lance slid his wet cock from her entrance, letting it slap back against his leg as he brought Whitney back to the floor smoothly.

"You liked that as much as I did?" he asked.

She nodded in response and the two of them couldn't help but grin.

"Glad to hear it Whit. I'm sure my sister is wondering what happened to you though so you'd better run along, but you're welcome to visit me tonight after she falls asleep," he said with a cheeky smile.

Whitney nodded in assent and walked toward the cellar door to unlock it, her body and mind spinning as Lance gave her a smack on the ass as she turned. She couldn't believe that her dreams had finally come true, and that all that time, Lance was pining for Whitney too.

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