Hometown Blues

She couldn't think, she didn't want to think, she just wanted him to be kissing her, touching her, holding her. She tightened her legs around him as he pushed his hips between them. She hitched them up, her heels just touching the backs of his thighs. She scooted forward on the machine slightly, kissing him, running her hands through his hair, down his neck and gripping his shoulders.

Her body was pressed against him, and she broke the kiss, her lips trailing down his jaw, nipping gently on his ear as she breathed heavily. He hands gripped the muscles of his back and her legs tightened.

"Oh my god, Kevin..." Her lips suckled on his neck.
 
Kevin nodded as he panted to catch his breath, "I know, oh god Julie I know." He said softly. His hand came up and brushed his fingers through his hair. Then slowly moves around behind her to find the strings that held her bikini top on. He looked deep into her eyes and slowly pulled the tie open, hoping that she wouldn't stop him. Already he could feel his hardness pressing against her as she inched off the machine to press against him a little more.
 
She didn't stop him. She just held his gaze, her eyes shining with unspoken, unfulfilled promise. The strings came apart under his fingers, and the bikini top fell away, revealing her pert, handful-sized breasts. They were smaller than they had been before. She had obviously lost weight during the stress of her divorce. Julie was a little shy, drawing her shoulder up as Kevin pressed his hips into her.

She pressed back slightly. Her breath hitched in her throat, and she bit her lip. No one had seen her naked in over two years.

"I'm sorry... It's been a while..." She apologised, her shoulders shaking a little.
 
Kevin smiled and shook his head. His hand came up to gently cup her breast and he told her, "Don't be sorry, you are beautiful." Then he bent down and wrapped his lips around her mound. His tongue danced around her nipple, flicking it, twirling, teasing. His other hand found hers and he gently pulled it to his crotch, wanted her to touch him, to feel him under her grip.

"You make me this way Julie." He told her, making her hand stroke him through his shorts. "You can take me out if you want."
 
As his tongue twirled and teased around the aching bud of her nipple, she let her head fall forward, and groaned needily.

Julie felt like a teenager again. Like those six years had never happened and this was the night they should always have had. He had loved her for so long, he had wanted this for years. He wanted her. Julie ran her hand along the outline of his hard cock. He was so hard, and she slipped her hand inside his shorts, feeling the heat of him as her hand wrapped around it, moving up and down as she cried out wantonly, feeling his tongue on her skin.
 
Her reached into his shorts and began to stroke him much to his delight. He groaned against her breast, sucking more eagerly than before as her perky nipple. Part of him wanted to rip his shorts apart and just watch her stroke his length. It felt like he had never been more hard for anyone in his life. Julie was the one he was meant to be with all this time and no one would ever make him feel more alive than she could.

He moved his lips up to kiss her, his fingers hooking onto the band of her bottoms. He bucked and lifted her up, at the same time sliding her bottoms away before her butt hit the machine again.

"Oops," he teased, with a growl of desire in his voice.
 
Julie gasped as her bottom hit the machine again, her bikini bottoms gone. She knew she was wet. Wetter than she had been in so long. The way her body was reacting was testimony enough. She groaned into their kiss again, wanting him in ways she never imagined she could. She pulled his shorts down a little, releasing him. Her eyes dropped.

Julie swallowed, her mouth suddenly dry. This was her and Kevin, her oldest friend. What they were about to do could change the course of their entire world. What if it fell apart? What if after tonight he would not want her anymore?

She shook her head, expelling the dark and dangerous thoughts. Her hands moved back, leaning back on the machine, her body moving away from him, her hips still against him as she leaned her shoulders back, letting him look at her. She bit her lip, wondering if he would stop.
 
Kevin looked at her for a while as she leaned back. Taking her in, trying to memorize her just like this before him was the most important thing in the world. His hands slipped his shorts down the rest of the way and he moved back against her.

He grabbed her thighs and shifted her a bit closer to him so he could reach. Then he carefully rubbed the tip of his cock up and down her puffy and wet lips. She was ready for him, her wetness betrayed that and it made him smile.

Though he faltered just a moment as he realized he hadn't thought to grab a condom from his bathroom. He had been warned heavilly about his high sperm count. Though it was more important for unimportant college girlfriends than it was for Julie.

Truthfully he didn't care if he knocked her up. He would marry her in an instant and that would be his perfect life.

But he didn't want Julie to not have a choice. He had to tell her. He pulled himself away from her slit and said, "Julie do you want me to get a condom? I have that high sperm count thing and I don't want you to have any regrets." He explained. "I love you, and I'll do anything for you. You know that right?"
 
She reached up to him, cupping her hand against his cheek. "I don't want to have kids unless I'm married... And besides, I have the implant," she said, looking down at her upper arm. "I got it when I realised things were... failing."

Oh, god. She was ruining things. Her shoulders drew up, and she started to close her legs a little, shivering nervously. Did she really want their first time to be on top of a washing machine? She looked around, her face turning red.

"Are you sure... you want to do this?"
 
Kevin noticed her looking around and suddenly realized their passions had them about to fuck in the laundry room. He smiled and scooped her into his arms, "I want this more than anything, but we can't have sex in the laundry room until at least like.....the third time."

He kissed her and darted through the house, upstairs and into his bedroom where he tossed her onto his satin bedspread. He flopped beside her and panted, "I need to stop making truffles, I'm getting out of shape." He teased knowing she would probably murder him if he stopped making truffles.

He rolled onto his side and kissed her again, his hand running up and down her side.
 
She laughed. He was like a mind-reader. As he carried her upstairs and they both landed on his bed, she stretched out against his satin bedsheets.

"Satin, Kevin? What are you, Hugh Hefner?" Another giggle snuck through her body. She rolled onto her side, as his fingers traced over her hip. She liked being like this with him. Laughing, joking, it felt comfortable. Like it was always meant to be like this.

"You can't stop making truffles. You can just feed them to me."

Julie leaned across the little space between them, and kissed him gently.
 
Kevin kissed her and snorted with laughter. "Feed them to you. Then you'll be as big as me. People won't be able to tell us apart. We would walk down the street and everyone would call us the fat couple." He said, picturing them walking down the street, wedding bands on their fingers. "Although I have been working on empanadas. Do you like Mexican food?"

He kissed her again and let his fingers move lower, rubbing on her ass now.
 
Her breath was running away with her, every time his fingers moved. She relished in his kiss, biting her lip as he moved away from her when their lips separated.

"I don't mind Mexican," she said. "I like Italian, and Japanese food. They always taste so rich..."

Her conversation fell away into nothing as she felt his fingers skate across her buttock. She looked up at him. He looked so calm, so collected! and she couldn't help but imagine them growing old together. Him cooking in the kitchen while she kept sneaking tastes of whatever he was making.

She smiled.
 
Kevin shift closer again, this time his cock poked against her belly. He was still hard and excitdd for her. "I would cook whatever you wanted. I actually took a good sushi class once. I don't remember much but I'm sure I could figure it out." He snaked his finger between her legs and caressed her slit. She was hot and very wet still. He could just line up and slide right into her tight hot little body if she wanted him too. The thought of being one with her caused his pre cum to slip out and rub onto her belly. The thought of his juices on her skin also turned him on. He kissed her again, this time claiming her mouth with his tongue.
 
Julie groaned, her hand rising, sliding around his cock and massaging the precum-leaking tip.

"All you want to do is give me whatever I want," she whispered into his kiss. "Don't you worry that might spoil me? Maybe I don't deserve it..."

She leaned into the kiss, letting his tongue explore her mouth as she twirled hers around his. He was so hard, so hot, as her hand slid up and down his shaft, his fingers sliding along her moistened, quivering lips. Julie groaned again.

"Oh god, Kevin... That feels..." She gasped, opening her mouth completely to him their bodies scandalously close. Her nipples grazed his chest, causing her to get even more wet.
 
Kevin slipped his finger into her sheath. Stroking her gently, teasingly. Her hand held his girth butccouldn't stroke him with how close they were. So she simply held him and let him pulse in her hand. However Kevin had a trick and he moved his hips back then forward gently, lightly fucking her hand. When his hips came forward his cock rubbed up her belly, making her tummy slick with his pre jizz. "You feel incredible Julie. You are incredible." He whispered.
 
Julie shook her head, her cheeks were rosy with a combination of wine and how much she wanted him. "I'm not..." Her voice sounded breathy, needy. She bit her lip again, feeling his shaft against her hand, the hot, sticky precum on her stomach. She let go, moving her hips and feeling his finger moving, stroking inside her. She groaned.

"Oh fuck..." Her hands moved up to her breasts, squeezing the nipples that hadn't been touched in what felt like forever. She rolled over, lying on her back, legs spread. Her hips bucked and she moaned in frustration. "Oh fuck, Kevin..."
 
Kevin rolled with her, looming over her while workijg another finger into her. He knew that he had her now. But he wasn't going to make her regret it. She was his everything. His very reason for breathing and he would do anything to keep her. Including give her a mind shattering orgasm froma simple fingerbang.

"What's wrong Julie? Feels good doesn't it? Cum for me baby, scream my name while I love you."He whispered urging her to her release.
 
Julie came, and it was like blistering heat pulsing through her veins. She arched her back off the bed and cried out.

"Oh... Kevin!" His name was a garbled scream as his fingers worked inside her, tirelessly. Her body twitched and her hands gripped at the sheets. She never knew he could be like this. He was like a different person, she was seeing a side to him she never had before.
 
Kevin slowly eased his fingers from her, his hand dripping with her exticement. The way she cried his name sounded like magic to his ears. He smiled and caressed her thigh, "I love the way you moan my name."

He kissed her and moved over her, slipping between her legs. His shaft nudged against her lower lips but he didn't push inside of her. He wanted to savor this moment of being with her.
 
Julie arched her legs on either side of him. Her hands settled on his side as she looked up at him, desire in her eyes.

"Oh Kevin... Kiss me again." She leaned up, kissing his chin and his lower lip. "I just... Please..." She raised her hips, stroking herself against him and groaning. "I just want this day to last forever..."
 
She wanted to be kissed so he did. He kissed her deeply, his hand caressing up her side. His hips rocked gently nudging his cock against her entrance but not pushing it, not yet. This was a moment he wanted to last forever, just him and Julie together the way they had always been meant to be. "I love you. Always have. Always will." He tkld her softly.
 
"Then love me," she whispered, lifting her hips, making herself ready for him. "Please, please love me." Her eyes searched his. "I want to know what it's like, to have someone touch me who loves me..."

But did she love him back? She knew she had great, deep feelings for him. But was this a mistake? Would they regret it once all was said and done?
 
Kevin kissed her again and pushed into her. She was tight but he rocked himself in and out and worked his way into her until his tip was pressing against her cervix. She felt wondefful inside, her tunnel had ripples and folds in it was stroked him wonderfully. Plus her body cling tightly to him spasming and squeezing his girth.

He started to move his hips, gently and slowly at first. He didn't want to go too fast yet, not until he was used to what she felt like or he would cum too early and he wanted her to cum again before that happened.
 
Julie cried out as he entered her. She had only ever been with one other man, and Kevin had a more impressive girth than her husband had. She gripped his hips with her fingers as he eased into her, her breath coming in small gasps.

Her tunnel clenched around him, getting used to the difference in size.

"Oh...oh my god..." Julie kissed along his shoulder and neck, whispering into his ear as he moved against her. She pulled his body on top of her, crushing her breasts against him.
 
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