Meory Lane (closed Homerun2611)

[Homerun2611]

Ricky heard Jamie invite her mother, he had actually hoped she might join. It would be nice to get to know her, at least a little bit, before asking for her duaghter's hand in marriage. the Dad was apparently MIA and had been for years, but Jamie suggested her mother had never made it sound like anything other than an outcome of passion. Maybe that was why Jamie was so fiery and passionate?

Ricky walked back and kissed Alysia on the cheek, "We won't be long." Suddenly he pulled out his phone as Jamie wrapped herself around his left arm, and he held out his right to capture all three of them. "I promised to send this to Dad" he said dismissively as he walked out with his soon to be fiance.

When the picture hit my phone, I almost had a hear attack...it was 27 years later, than it had been only a few hours ago...but she looked amazing. "Uh...what is her mother's name and phone number?" I awkwardly asked as if it was Tinder and I was swiping right.

I had to call her, I should have called so many times before, God I had thought about it, but what do you say, "Sorry I had to fuck and go, but cancer you know...my wife's mother." I stopped and laughed, realizing in all the time she had worked for me, I had never, ever mentioned my wife. She was the moose on the table and we had very carefully tip toed around it! I looked at the picture on my desk now, it was my 30 year old girlfriend. She had given it to me, I hadn't asked. She was an attorney, divored, with a five year old. I could summarize my thoughts for the young daughter in one word, "precocious" it was not a compliment.

Thanksgiving was coming, I had already invited Ricky and the boys to my place in Aspen, it would be catered, as my wife had always done the cooking. The Four Season's was nearby and they delivered the full monty, all the fixings. Maybe I could invite Jamie's Mom, that was how I should think of her right? Oh Fuck....that was not at all how I would think of her!

As I waited for the reply, I walked over to the wall safe in my office and opening the combination lock, i reached in and grabbed Luci's stone, no real reason except it seemed to be calling me. This time it wasn't as dizzying as I immediately departed, but unlike before I had no idea where I was headed, but when I arrived I knew. The pass had just left my hand, releasing like the rifle my arm used to be, the ball spiraled through the air....and my eyes, as they had been since I showed up were on the bouncing pink shorts that were my target!

 

[wickedpen]

"God he wants me!" I thought as Ricky lifted me and I felt his desire, mostly hidden in his shorts. He knew he pressed it against me as he lifted me holding the football into the air from behind. A few genetic snips and he would have simply mounted me right there, like an animal unafraid of objection, he was alpha. I reacted as any horny young available perfect match like a perfectly crafted hole for a perfectly made peg, and a little deer in the headlights until I realized I was back. Be for the others joined the Touchdown celebration I pushed back and squeezed him between my gluts.

I spun as he put me down and hugged him pressing my full small body into him like a wall with a lump of stone against my abs. If felt like I could not get enough. The memory of the hotel came flooding back but i was even more smitten with him than ever.

"You watch than one." my father cautioned me clearly watching the game within the game.

"I'll fuck anyone I want, cause I know it just makes you crazy jealous." I whisper to him, stunning him. My earlier self would never have even thought that, and would have steered clear of the boy obeying his wishes. Now with my life experience I saw him differently. I read his journals when I cleaned out his apartment after he died. His endless writings of lusting after me. He was a completely different person in my eyes than he had been before.

I bounded into the house ahead of the others, as my mother looked disapprovingly as I bounded upstairs. She knew what I was trying to do, and she nor my father would stop it now. They wanted their little girl married and taken care of, even if that meant giving her free reign to use their house as her mating territory.

Ricky later told me my mother nodded him upstairs as she handed beers to the others.

I read in his journal about that day, having seen us disappear upstairs he went into his office and listened. His office being directly under my bedroom.

 

[Homerun2611]

I wanted to copulate right there in the middle of her parents lawn, with my entire team watching. I mean her legs were wrapped around me in celebration for our deep connection, the football pass I mean, her tits and rock hard nipples pressed against my equally hard pecs. In front of her boyfriend, no less, who was looking on like he was watching a traffic accident and couldn't stop it. I mean she was right there! Lower my zipper, pull those shorts to the side, and the eagle has landed!

It wasn't wanting so much to be an exhibitionist, quite the opposite as in the midst of unfathomable lust, I craved the ability to be discreet. Just not as much as I craved Alysia. I was back in college, the sand volleyballs courts at Delta Tau Delta, ready to spike it home. Was Alysia really that much sexier than the girls back at UT? Not sure, but my memory was vague, and she was here, and in that moment felt like the sexiest thing I had ever had in my arms, quite a compliment, trust me!

I leaned in..."you've got great hands...so do I!" and winked. If the way she squeezed me between her legs wasn't an invitation, then I was a virgin. That was it, the final touchdown. It looked like the burgers were about to be ready, and as I watched her walk toward the house, her rising up the small set of steps onto her back, screened in, porch, it was that last look over her shoulder, the toss of her natural blonde hair and that smile, and I was suddenly heading toward her, a dog after a bone.

By the time I walked inside, others were following me, her mother handing out Molson's and LaBatt's Blue, these Canadians stayed loyal to their own. So it was with surprise that Alysia's Dad called her boyfriend outside to help with the burgers. The group had grabbed their icy, cold ones, and it was just me and her mother. "Uh, do you know where Alysia is...she...uh promised me a tour?" The house was a three bedroom farm house, not exactly the Smithsonian and her mother kind of smirked. "She is upstairs, her bedroom's on the left, I am pretty sure that is what she is planning to show you...you have 15 minutes."

I took a swig of the beer, it helped with the sandpaper like condition of my mouth. There was a nervous acknowledgement..."No problem, should be plenty of time to fuck your daughter, we go at it like rabbits!" That was what my look said, my mouth said, "Thanks, you really have a lovey house here." She simply turned and walked outside, it was her turn to occupy the boyfriend, Dad was headed inside to his office.

I bounded up the stairs two and three at a time, breathing hard as I entered her room, shutting the door behind me. "This is a huge mistake, right?" I said as I pulled my t-shirt over my head and began undoing my shorts....I only got them barely unbuttoned when she jumped up into my arms. "Yep..." She laughed and then stuck her tongue inside my mouth!

 

[wickedpen]

It was difficult to even imagine the things you do at forty that you hardly knew possible at twenty. Now the second time I was back in a memory, like a lucid dream, and there he was, stripping in my bedroom. My boyfriend downstairs being replaced well before he would become aware of it. Not wasting a moment I reached down and brought him up and pressed myself against him.

"Oh god" my older voice said unable to contain myself as the sensation of this prime fit body wrapped around this man I had replayed this moment a thousand times since initially just having a hamburger with my boring boy friend, like a good little girl. Swallowing my desire as I had my whole life trying to live up to some expectation the body God gave me seems to run by different desires.

I pressed my mouth to his and slid my tongue between his lips as his strong hands tightened on my ass. He was a rock, an amazing fucking statue of perfect masculinity and I was a horny forty year old single mom in a twenty two year old body.

Stumbling into the lamp and finally falling on top of me, sending a gasping groan out of me to make room for his youthful vigor. My father wrote fondly of that groan and knew it was a good day.

"Oh Jesus Ricky! Oh god this is better than I imagined all those years." I said forgetting myself in the fantasy, but who cares, it was just a vivid daydream, right?

"I know it is." he said looking into me, not with the eyes of a young man, but the calm genuine look of a man who has lived a much longer life.

 

[Homerun2611]

Once again we were rewriting history, this should have been the first time, the hotel in Toronto, the clandestine escape. I had been attracted, really fucking attracted since the first day she showed up at the client, but it was that day, driving into her parents house with the partner joining us for the team get together.

"Hi Rick she had said, and I almost rammed drove right into her Dad's parked Toyota truck as my eyes found and stayed attached to her ass. "BREAK!" Gary had yelled, and I slammed on the breaks, the bumper of my Avis screaching to a halt, less than an inch from the rusted bumper of the old 4x4. She was giggling when I got out, her Dad already bringing actual charcoals out for their old Weber. If looks could kill, I would have been splattered all over the Ford Taurus on rental.

"Sorry Sir!" I apologized sincerely, he only snarled. He had two babies, Alysia and that truck and I had almost cracked up one while openly lusting after the other. "Oh, you're her married boss!" He reminded me, just in case his daughter's scantlily clad ass had given me momentary amnesia. "I lead the case, yes sir" I responded, I mean boss seemed a bit condescending and married...I fingered the ring on my left ring finger with my thumb wondering how I might make that god damned brand disappear.

Alysia was very cute, her suits always stylish and fitting, but a girl in a silk bow tie blouse and pencil skirt, was very differnt than what now was in front of me in sorority shorts, alpha gam letters on her ass, and a tight, t-shirt that allowed her firm, full young tits to go braless and run my imagination amuck.

"Your place is great...I had told her...and from then on we had glanced, bumped, touched every chance we had...and hell, she was an athlete, a good one, and that only made her sexier. So the game, the touchdowns, the celebrations had all lead me to this room. "Oh god!" This wasn't just the pent up expression of an afternoon, a few weeks working together, I knew...this was 27 years of repression and regret about to be cut loose!

We finally fell on the bed, the temperature from our bodies scorching, as she groaned in approval, and I moaned with the most primal of needs. My pants had fallen down around my ankles, and I poushed up, to kick them off and strip off my boxers. I knew how hard I was and huge, my cock sticking up at what later I would think an impossibly high angle. I watched as she looked at me...I'd forgotten that look, not being wanted but being craved!

She stripped off her t-shirt and wiggled our of her shorts while still on her back, and then she did something incredible. She raised her hands up over her head, allowing me to drink her gorgeous, young naked body in. Twenty seven years ago, I would have pounced, but now with an older bran and appreciation of the magic and perishability of this moment I stopped and just looked at her.

She deserved to be appreciated and craved as well, and I looked at her, whispered, "Never forget how incredible you are...how much I wanted you!" Today would end...probaly soon...and when we went back I wanted her to know, to hear exactly what I had felt.

"Oh Jesus Ricky! Oh god this is better than I imagined all those years." I nodded, "I know it is...." She brought her hands down and extended her arms....I hoped her body ached as much as mine did...for never again would I have this feeling for anyone...never would I want this much! "...Remember, we are young...let's enjoy these bodies, this moment...be here with me!"

I spread her thighs impossibly and obscenely wide, kneeling in, my cock knew exactly where it belonged and I pressed deep inside of her in a single, powerful thrust. "Jesus I have wanted this, dreamed of this...dreamed of you!" I clenched my abs, rose up, almost out, and then drove my pelvis down even harder! I felt her nails dig into my back...my hands slid down and grasped her hips, adjusting the angle to better absorb my strength and length. I had learned how to move a woman to best use my body to stimulate her...I was the best I could be...young, strong, ridiculously hard, yet now experienced with the knowledge of how to use my body best.

As she rolled her nips, and used her hands, body and mouth, I knew she was the same...In my heart I knew it couldn't have been this good back then...but now...old minds, young bodies...we fucked like we might never, would never, fuck again!