I ran into an old flame from high school recently…at least he was a flame in my heart but like every high school shy girl I never had the courage to approach him, let alone say Hello! Instead I’d turn into a giggling lunatic whenever he’d walk by and I would hardly be able to breathe if our eyes met.
It turns out that we actually have a mutual acquaintance, and he felt he had to come see me when he found out about my misfortune. He knocked on my door, I opened it to this dashingly handsome man with short greying hair, sparkling blue eyes that seemed to tease from the outset and a strikingly chiseled jaw line. I was immediately turned into a bashful stammering teenager.
“Uh, ummm, hello…ahhh, c-c-can I help you?” My face flushed bright red as I stood mesmerized by those eyes, I’d only ever known one person with those eyes in my whole life and it was Peter Moren from high school, but this fine specimen of man standing before me could not be him, he lived hours away.
He smiled up at me, his eyes sparkled like two oceans, “Hi, Jen? Jen Wilde?” I hadn’t heard my maiden name in years. He held out an offering of beautiful flowers, “Ummm, not sure if you’d remember me, it’s been so long, Pete, Pete Moren from St. Luke’s?”
My heart fell into my shoes and my mind soared, it really was him! I strood there frozen, just staring at him red faced not knowing what to say. My chest felt tight, I felt giddy as I stupidly grinned at him. His face went red too and he looked at his shoes, stammering, “Uh, I wasn’t sure if I had the right house, I know Natalie, she told me what happened…I figured you could use a friend?…umm, I can come back if it’s not a good time?”
I gave my head a shake and remembered I was a grown and self sufficient woman. “Oh, no, no, it’s fine. Come in. I just never expected I’d ever run into you again. Wow, here you are! Of course I remember you!”
Yes, there were plenty of nighttime sticky fingered fantasies about Pete let me tell you! Even long into adulthood I would conjure up a memory of those eyes and his smooth as silk voice whispering nasty sexual things in my mind. Here he was showing up at my door in the flesh some 25 years later!
We sat at my kitchen table in all honesty having the first real conversation of our lives. He was a project manager for a large construction firm and had just recently moved to my town. He lost his wife and child to a car accident 5 years previous and said he knew what I was going through. I invited him to stay for dinner, which eventually led to drinks and that bottled courage releasing the truth.
He said he’d had eyes for me when we were in highschool but was never sure if I was at all into him because I seemed to avoid him each time he tried to catch my eye. I laughed and admitted that I’d been way too afraid of how I felt when I looked at him or came anywhere near him, I’d always felt faint. I also admitted that I had the biggest crush on him but always felt I wasn’t pretty enough for him.
The wine made him very bold as he leaned forward, wrapped his arm around my waist and said in a low husky voice, “You were pretty enough for me, you still are.” I almost fainted, I felt like all the blood rushed out of my brain! I smiled at him, unsure of whether to kiss him or push him away but he made the decision for us both as he looked me in the eyes and brought his lips gently to mine.
I let him kiss me, softly at first then I felt my pulse increase and I kissed him back, slowly wrapping my arms around his neck. We pressed our lips together, as if wrestling in some manner until I felt his lips part and his tongue slide between mine. I softly opened my mouth to greet his tongue and I could hear his breathing quicken.
We began to kiss passionately and something in my brain told me I should back off, but I silenced it by recalling one of my early Pete fantasies. He pulled me up onto his lap and I straddled him as he leaned back into the couch. His hands wandered across my ass, up my back and eventually along my sides toward my breasts. I could feel his growing erection pressing against me.
He was panting with lust as I leaned back slightly and pulled my shirt off exposing my ample breasts clad only in a thin mesh bra. My nipples strained against the material. His hands went immediately to my tits, his thumbs brushing over my nipples making them stand at attention. My long hair spilled down my back as I leaned backward, grinding my ever increasing heat against his rapidly growing bulge.
I could feel my pussy beginning to dribble, soaking my thin panties. I wanted this man like this since I’d hit puberty! He slid his hands around and expertly released my bra bringing it forward and sliding it from me. I smiled down at him sensually and he sighed whispering, “Mmmm beautiful”
He leaned forward burying his face between my tits, his tongue darting out and licking my hot tender flesh. I moaned at the sensation and leaned forward groaning, “Mmmm, Pete” lustily in his ear. His hands slid down and helped me grind against the generous bulge in his pants. I could feel his hips thrusting upward rocking me in his lap.
He slid his hands up my back gently pulling down on my hair as I pulled his shirt from him and began running my hands across his chest, touching his nipples and smiling lustily at him. His hands quickly went to the waist band of my jeans and he had them unbuttoned in no time flat, slowly opening them and running his fingers on the exposed flesh above my g-string. I reached underneath me and grabbed his hardness through his jeans and gave it a nice squeeze.
He practically threw me to my feet, pulling at my jeans to get them off, so I stepped back, turned away from him and bent forward to slowly slide them down with my round ass in his face. His hands were on my ass immediately and I felt him softly place a kiss on each cheek as he ran his fingers up and down both thighs, pushing them between toward his prize. My panties were soaked through.
I stood up turning to face him and smiled shyly down at him, he groaned and quickly worked his jeans off exposing a thick bulge in his grey briefs. I reached out to stroke it and stopped him as he tried to pull his underwear off, that was my job!
I got to my knees in front of him and fondled his erection through his briefs, then slowly lowered the waistband causing his cock to spring out at me. He lifted his hips so I could free him completely. I smiled up at him as I reached out and took his beautiful silken cock in my hands. He sighed and stroked my arms as I ran my fingers over his hard but silky head, then down over the soft protruding veins of his shaft right to the base, then gently slid my fingers over his balls.
He groaned as I fondled them and his cock bobbed and swayed in appreciation. He opened his legs wider to give me greater access to his now hard balls. I continued running my nails softly over them as I leaned forward and touched the head of his cock with my tongue. His hands went instinctively to the back of my head trying to force me down onto his cock, his hips thrust upward but I resisted and kept just my tongue on the head, swirling it around, tasting the salty sticky precum he was now oozing for me. I let my tongue glide over the ridge and wrapped my lips around just the head of his cock, sucking gently. I heard him pant lowly, “Ohhh fuck yeah.” and his pressure on the back of my head increased again. I was driving him mad.
I opened my mouth wide and began to slide down his shaft enveloping inches of him into me. I heard him groan again and he eased up pushing on my head as he leaned back into the couch again. I slid his now sticky wet cock out of my mouth slowly working my way up and then, trying to relax my jaw more, slid down again determined to take his entire girth. Alas he was too large and I gagged, having to pull up for air.
I looked up at him smiling devilishly down at me now. He reached and pulled me up, sending his tongue deep into my mouth as his fingers found the band of my panties and slid them from me. I felt his fingers sliding up the front of my thighs then one hand slid toward my ass caressing my cheek as the other slid across the front of my now bare mound. He pulled me a step closer, turning me slightly to the side as he plunged a finger deep down between my ass cheeks toward my slick hot hole. I pushed backward trying to make it easier for him to penetrate me. His other hand meanwhile was running over my outer lips. I was fully standing now as he leaned forward lost in some other world staring lustfully at my clean shaven pussy.
His tongue darted out and he pulled my hips toward him. I just loved how he was ever so gently manhandling me. His tongue slid across my outer lips and I put a hand on his head as I moaned. He held my hips now and I could feel his hot breath on my sopping wet pussy. He slowly pushed his tongue in, spreading my lips and tasting my nectar. I felt his tongue flick over my clit as he swept it along the length of my opening. I shuddered and hissed in pleasure.
He moved closer still to me and I opened my legs giving him a better view. He began to hungrily lap at the juices now steadily flowing from me and he gently inserted a finger into my now twitching with desire pussy. My breath caught and I moaned his name, “Peeeeete, ahhhh”
He began working his finger into me slowly as his tongue danced circles on my clit. My hips rocked with every thrust. He slid another finger in opening me wider and I could feel my knees getting weak.
I was panting and moaning as he worked me over so expertly then just as I could feel my climax starting to build he pulled his fingers from me, leaned back into the couch again and said in a lusty voice, “I need you.”
His cock swayed in anticipation as if inviting me for the ride of my life. It glistened with the shine of his precum dribbling over the head. I crawled up onto him, making sure my tits were burying his face and maneuvered his thick cock to my quivering opening. I slowly lowered myself down feeling the stretch of my inner lips as the girth of his cock head invaded me. I felt my pussy wrap perfectly around his member as it pushed further up into me inch by glorious inch.
His arms were around my hips pulling me down onto him and he was groaning into my tits, “Ohhh yeah.” I strained to sink down to his balls, having to take each inch slowly and carefully. I heard him moan, “So tight, mmm.”
When he was fully inside me I had to resist the urge to just start pumping up and down on his piston, the urge to just fuck his brains out was so strong. I stayed there with him fully inside me not moving and he looked up at me and moaned, “Ohhh it’s been so fucking long, I need to fuck you.” He pushed his hips up and I could feel his balls press against me, I’m sure he would have put them in me if he could have.
I raised myself slowly up his shaft savoring the sensation of my flesh releasing him, then he grabbed my hips and pulled me back down onto his cock hard. I loved it! He slammed into me a few more times before I was lost to the lust and I began wantonly bouncing up and down on his rigid pole hearing our stickiness as our bodies slammed together with pure abandon.
I was riding his cock so hard, tossing my hair, my tits bouncing as I cried out in pleasure at each magnificent thrust. He was lost mumbling things incoherently at times, shouting my name, fuck, or tight as loud as he could as we fucked.
Eventually I began to feel that growing sensation building deep inside of me, the tingling that starts to rush through your body, your skin getting hotter, your sweat standing out in beads, every sensation heightened. I began to cry out, “Oh, Oh, Ohhh !” And he knew I was getting close. He slowed my bouncing and began rocking my hips sliding his cock in and out, grinding his cock into me. I let out a low growl as my pussy began to spasm over his cock, he kept thrusting into me as I shook; short hard thrusts and he started to groan. I felt his cock get rock hard and then he pushed his hips upward as hard as he could groaning and howling, “Uhhhh, YESSS!”
My pussy was spasming around his quivering cock that was shooting load after load of his thick delicious cum deep into my womb. My muscles milked every last drop from him as we both collapsed there on my couch completely spent and exhausted.
After a few minutes his cock slipped from me and I could feel his cum spilling down onto the cushions. He looked up at me and we giggled. He gave me a deep long kiss and said, “I haven’t had sex since my wife died.” I smiled down at him and lied, “I haven’t had sex in 5 months.” He got this wistful look on his face and said, “I knew you’d need me.”