I want to call a certain ex-fuckbuddy...
We’re both married now (not to each other) but, despite living about an hour from one another we used to meet in-between and get a drink, see a movie, whatever, and inevitably ended up having sex in some secluded but public space.
She was about 5’4” with long blond hair and hentai-ish large blue eyes that always gave away what she was thinking. Despite being thin she also had the most amazing D-cups with large, pink aureolas and nipples that were always hard.
Anyway, I’d like to give her a call this morning and meet her at a bar we’d sometimes frequent. It’s in a mostly empty warren of offices by the river and I’d like to ask her to meet me there and she’d know exactly what my purposes were because we used to have the most amazing sex in little alcoves or at the park on the island in the river.
When she showed up I would not say a word. Her eyes would show her fear because she’d know what’s going to happen despite both of us having spouses at home.
I would like to walk her down to the river and guide her that way with my hand on her nice, round ass. As we got closer I’d slide my hand up her back and onto her neck. I’d squeeze and knead her muscles until I felt them begin to relax under my fingers. Just when I felt her relax I would slide my hand around the front of her neck and squeeze her pretty white throat. That always made her drip. And moan.
When that little moan slipped out from between her lips I’d push her down to her knees. She loved to suck my cock and I once told her I was going to come on her face. I think she came right there. Down on her knees she’d look up at me with those huge blue eyes and I’d unbutton and unzip my pants and pull my cock free. My cock is circumsized and average length but fat. I’d hold it in front of her lips and smile at her. She wouldn’t be able to help herself. Her mouth would open. I’d rub the tip across her lower lip and see the pre-cum cause it to glisten. I’d put my hand in her long, silky, white-blonde hair and grab a fistful and pull her head back. This always caused her eyes to widen and she’d gasp every time. Then I’d slip my cock between her lips.
After she’d have me ready to cum (which never took her long) I’d pull out and push her to the ground and lift up her shirt to reveal those big pink nipples and amazing breasts. I loved the way they stood up so firm despite their size. I’d take one nipple between my front teeth and nibble gently as my hand slid down her stomach. I’d be able to feel the heat from outside her pants.
I’d slip a hand in her waistband and feel my finger slide in without resistance she would be so wet. I’d work my finger in and out of her and then slide my finger (covered in her juices) over her clit. Circle it. Then slowly start rubbing it. Faster. I’d press a little harder as I sped up. She’d chew her lip the way she always did when she was getting close. Then her lips would part as the wave took over. Just as she started to come I’d roll her over and yank her pants down and pull her ass up in the air. Her ass wasn’t big but it wasn’t small and balanced out those amazing tits.
I’d take my hard cock in my hand and slide it into her from behind. The first thrust would make her gasp, too. Quickly she’d bounce her ass back, though. God, she loved to be taken from behind. Once we settled into a rhythm I’d lean over her so I could kiss her neck. I’d slide my hand around her neck even as I kissed that pale white skin and I’d squeeze. She loved to be lightly choked. I’d squeeze and whisper in her ear, “I think someone’s coming down the path”. It would cause her to freeze but I wouldn’t stop. I’d be balls deep now and I would begin to feel myself bottoming out. She’d be whimpering now. I’d squeeze her lovely throat harder as I felt my cock starting to harder more as my orgasm approached. She could always tell. I’d feel her legs begin to shake and her pussy clamp down on my shaft. With a couple more thrusts I’d pull out of her and feel the head of my cock pop out like a cork. I’d roll her over and tell her to ask me for it.
She’d say, “Please come on my face” and that would be it. The unbearable pressure would build until I couldn’t stand it and I’d feel all that pressure go as the first rope of cum shot through the air to land on her ivory skin. With her orgasm just subsiding she would shiver as the first warm load landed across her lips and chin. I’d almost black out as jet after jet landed on her pretty face and neck. Finally, I’d collapse in the grass and take deep breaths as we both lay on our backs in the grass.
Eventually we would get up, straighten our clothing, and I would wipe her clean. We’d walk hand-in-hand back to our meeting point.
We wouldn’t decide if it would ever happen again or not. But now that we’d crossed a boundary I wouldn’t be surprised if I got a call soon after saying, “Same time, same place,” followed by a dial tone.
I was hoping for some bone deep confessions or some secret desires or at least an interesting glimpse into someone's psyche?
C'mon, that's not too much...
Who's next?