03/12/2024
I dated a girl 20 years ago for three or four months. She was a short, thick, dark eyed beauty with long silky dark brown hair.
I was totally in love with her but she was much younger and had a wild side yearning to roam free. My idea of a wild evening was to spend it with her in bed.
For her, fucking was more of a way to end a wild evening out. But I was way over nights out in loud, crowded clubs, and saw absolutely no point to it and would rather just cut to the chase and get balls deep.
The sex was amazing, or so I thought. She had a tasty body with nice round bouncy titties, juicy ass, and super sweet pussy. She loved sucking dick as well, and was really good at it. We spent many afternoons in bed but she would often run off with friends and who knows who else at night.
Ten years after we broke up (which was 10 years ago) we reconnected briefly, mainly through texts and phone calls. We were now living several hours away from one another. She had been married, and was now divorced, and had a young daughter.
One night while exchanging a few texts, she suddenly announced she was coming over. It was already fairly late, but she made the drive, and three hours later, was knocking on my door. She looked great as always. My heart was pounding as we gave one another a long bear hug and deep overdue kiss.
I wasted no time and led her to the bedroom. She giggled at my eagerness and said something like “what, no small talk first?” To which I replied “we can talk while we fuck”. Once in the bedroom, we watched one another get undressed. Her tits were twice the size they were the last time I saw them but we’re clearly natural and not store-bought.
She quickly jumped into bed and made herself comfortable while continuing to watch me. As my pants came off, she exclaimed with glee, “I remember that dick! Bring it over here”. I dutifully obliged, and climbed into bed with her. She felt so soft and warm as we held one another and maneuvered into position, kissing, tasting, grouping one another.
Her pussy was soaked as my fingers slipped in and out of her, hands freely exploring, squeezing ass and titties alike. Soon, she went to work on my cock, firmly holding my balls while deep throating the shaft with long, slow movements from the head to the base and back again, over and over. Her warm, wet mouth a teasing prelude to the hot, wet pussy I was about to pulverize for the first time in a decade.
Before making me cum, she said she wanted me inside of her, so we repositioned with me on top. I held her in my arms and we looked into one another’s eyes as I slid my throbbing cock into her. We melted together as she said, “I can’t believe you’re inside of me again”. I agreed, then began pounding her guts out. After a while, she moved into a face down, ass up position, and I ate her out from behind.
The taste of her ass and pussy flooded my mind with memories, and after she came, I rose, kneeling behind her, held her by the hips, and plunged my cock into her once again, banging her doggy style. I loved the sound of her loud moaning in sync with my savage thrusts. She came again, and this time so did I, just seconds before pulling out and covering her ass and back with a thick, warm load. After cleaning her up with a washcloth from the bathroom, we cozied up again in bed.
She played with my exhausted cock and drained balls, while I did the same with her enormous tits. After a while, we worked ourselves up to Round 2 which wasn’t as aggressive and didn’t last quite as long, but she came a couple more times and I did as well once, with a surprisingly large load so soon after the first. She was pleased with it as well, this time being on her belly, and scooped it up with her fingers and sucked it down. Ten years earlier, my cum loads were nearly a daily staple of her diet.
She left the next day after another hour or so of morning sex. For various reasons we never saw one another again after that, even though it had felt great to experience her once again and will always be a night to remember.