Old Flame Rekindled

[Gareman]

She begins to return my kiss and I press my hard cock against her jean covered pussy. Our relationship had never been very complicated. It had revolved mostly around fucking and nothing had really changed in all the years we had been apart.

The complexities of our shared child suddenly evaporate in the heat of the moment. Details could be worked out later, but I would find a way to get to know my daughter. Samantha was smart enough to not deny me that.

Licking and sucking her erect nipples, I hear Sam slowly exhale, sighing softly. And then I move back up and press my lips to hers once again.

Her lips part and my tongue darts inside quickly as my hands continue to fondle her soft breasts. We move together fluidly, the small nuances so recognizable in each others gestures.

My hands slide down, finding the snap on her jeans and easily popping it open. The zipper slides down effortlessly and my right hand slips inside, finding it's way beneath the soft fabric of her panties.

I break off our kiss and move my mouth to her ear.

"Oh Sam, I've dreamt about being with you again so many times," I feel the dampness of her pussy lips and part them with my thick fingers.

"I still have all the tapes we made...I watch them all the time."

 

[dansemajik]

His fingers find me as his words register in my ear. Tapes. A subtle threat? I thought probably so. I raise my hips so that my jeans slide down my legs with no problem.

I reach for the buttons on his jeans, popping them one after another by simply pulling at the top of the button placket. Nothing like 501's to make a girls job easier.

I slip down a bit and take him into my mouth, he is hard and ready as I taste a bud of precum that was resting on the tip of his dick. I lick it off and feel him shudder as my lips wrap around him.

We had no doubt about what each of us wanted. We had always had sex, and that was about it. We never really discussed anything, we may have started to but it always fell right back into sex, with just a look or a touch.

He grabbed my hair and pushed my mouth to the base of his dick I opened my mouth wider to accomodate him. I let him do the work, holding me still by my hair tangled in his fist as he thrust his hips forward and back, forcing his dick deeper into my throat, my lips were coated with my saliva and I felt it dripping off my chin. He was brutal in his need, and I was selfish in what I wanted. My hands gripped his balls and one finger slipped to his asshole and I began stroking lightly. I felt his legs begin to shake. He shifted and rested his knees against the leather of the sofa, and he began thrusting deeper but slower, I let him.

 

[Gareman]

The sensation of her mouth working my cock was amazing. She had always had a wonderful way of using her tongue that I had always enjoyed.

My hands grab her hair and I begin to take control again, moving my thick penis between her lips and down her throat. I love the sight of my manhood sliding inside as she relaxes and gives in to my desires.

I feel her hands on my ass and quiver slightly as she begins to slip a finger slowly up my rectum. The pleasure is tremendous and I begin to move my hard penis in and out of her mouth with more desperation, as I feel the undeniable signs of my orgasm approaching swiftly.

I hold back...not ready...not willing to let go just yet....

Withdrawing my cock from her warm mouth, I slide down her body and position myself between her legs...

"Roll over onto your stomach, Sam" I instruct, watching as she flips over, grasping the arm of the couch and raising her sweet ass.

I move forward and position the rubbery head of my manhood against the warm moistness of her willing pussy.

"God...it's just like old-times," I whisper as I push forward and feel myself begin to slide inside of her slick vagina...

 

[dansemajik]

The leather of the sofa is cool on my face as I flip over allowing him enterance into my pussy. His dick fills me up so quickly and so completely as he slides in and out of me.

He had one knee on the sofa, the other foot on the floor. My body is draped over the sofa, my ass up in the air as his hands grip my hips and his thrusts become more powerful.

I bite my bottom lip, and moan, loving how it feels, needing it more than I dare admit, wanting it more than I ever imagined I would.

My life was at a pivotal point at that moment, as he fucked me so wonderfully from behind, my discarded clothes mixed with his, jumbled on the floor, our sweaty, needful bodies slipping against each other, his chest sweating down onto my ass as he slammed home a truth that I had denied for so long.

I asked him to fuck me harder, not because I didn't like how he was fucking me at this moment. Not because I wanted it harder. I asked him because I wanted to hate what he was doing to me. I wanted to be punished because I loved it so much. He knew my game though, and kept his pace where it was, running his hands up under my rib cage to caress my breasts as they were pressed against the leather.

"your breasts look great against red leather Sam" he whispered to me. He was being sensual, and his lovemaking turned into what it always had been, a wonderful thing that I could not deny.

He turned me over and looked down into my tear filled eyes. A smile on his face, as he wiped the tears with his thumb. He didn't ask why, nor did he offer any advice. He sat down and pulled me into his lap and we finished up in each others arms, rocking back and forth, I once again forgot what I was worried about.

 

[Gareman]

Our orgasms hit almost simultaneously as Samantha rocks steadily, my hard penis moving easily inside of her soaked pussy. Tears streaming down her cheeks, she closes her eyes and gives in to the tremendous sensations that scream through her body; leaving her powerless to deny the overwhelming sexual needs that have been unfulfilled for so long. Her dilemma is obvious, but for now all she can do is surrender to her carnal desires.

Samantha's orgasm strikes first, her low moans turning into soft whimpers and then loud sharp cries of pleasure. I love watching her expressions as each spasm sends another powerful electrical charge through her body. My hands grip her hips, pulling her down onto my thick cock...burying it's length deep inside her forbidden womb.

Seconds later I feel my own orgasm approaching rapidly. Warm tears drip from Samantha's cheeks, striking and tickling my chest. She continues rocking, moving her hand up to wipe a strand of hair from her eyes. The small gold wedding band catches my eye and somehow makes the moment all the more satisfying. I revel in the knowledge that despite her marriage, Samantha will always belong to me.

Increasing the tempo of our lovemaking, I feel the first wave of deep pleasure sear through my body. My penis erupts, spewing a warm jet of semen deep inside of Samantha's slick pussy. Thrusting my hips up, I bury myself fully, unloading my sticky cum into her once again. My orgasm seems to last forever, the tremendous pleasure taking me back in time...feeling 20 again...never wanting it to end.

Samantha slumps forward and I wrap my arms around her. For several moments we jusr stay still, enjoying the moment...holding each other. Neither of us wants to face the greater reality.

Finally, I begin stroking her hair and whisper softly into her ear.

"Sam....," I say, almost inaudibly. "I don't think I ever told you how much I love you."

Silence fills the room, as she sits up and gazes down at me, tears continuing to roll down her cheeks.

"I'm so sorry for everything....," the words come with great difficulty as my own tears begin welling up in my eyes.