The Reunion (closed)

The hot gush of his cum was my undoing. His cry of pleasure music to my ears as my pussy began to quiver and spasm all around his thick cock. I turned my face to the mattress and screamed my own release, my entire body shuddering and trembling as I bathed his hardness in my own juices, which mingled with his.

I felt our combined cum dripping out, squelching with each small thrust after and dribbling down my thighs as I lost myself in the haze of white hot bliss. Ever so slowly my body twitched and sagged until I sank against the mattress. From behind he groaned and followed me, falling against his hands and slowly pulling from my depths.

I mewled softly and sighed, “Mmmm...oh god.”
 
Jessica followed my explosion swiftly with her own orgasm. The fountain of seed I poured into her was soon joined by a surge of her own juices.

She collapsed upon the bed in front of me. “Mmmm...oh god, " she murmured, her voice strained as she rubbed a hand over her lower belly. "There's sooo much...," she groaned.

I was forced to agree. With my copious load and her apparently unending liquid pleasure filling every bit of her, her already tight interior felt crushingly overcrowded. I began to withdraw my softening cock, her still twitching pussy helping squeeze me out.

When at last my cockhead popped free, it was immediately followed by a brief gush of our combined fluids. The sticky, pale mixture coursed out her lips and trickled her thighs and dribbled onto the bedsheets.

I coaxed her onto her side and lay down beside her. I placed one hand over hers where she massaged her abdomen, her muscles still vaguely twitching from the fading vestiges of her climax. I kissed the back of her neck and lay my head against hers. Together we spooned in silence as our breathing and pulses gradually eased towards normalcy.
 
I couldn't remember the last time I felt truly sated and satisfied, but now wrapped in his arms, with our breathing slowly evening out, I was truly content. Even the sticky warmth between my legs didn't faze me as I listened to his breaths and snuggled back, my fingers gently caressing an arm as I yawned.

Drowsiness soon followed as my body relaxed against the warmth of his. "Will you stay tonight?" I ask softly, my voice almost sultry as I fought the urge to fall asleep.

Waiting for a response, I turned my face slightly, nudging his with a soft smile as my lips brushed the side of his cheek and corner of his mouth. "Or do you have a curfew?" I teased, "I can set my alarm if you need me to..."

Secretly I hoped he would stay...sleep with me in my big lonely bed and wake up to breakfast together. But I didn't want to pressure him. Unsure of how Saul felt about things and not wanting to assume anything by our encounters. For all I knew, he would be leaving town soon and that would be the end of it.
 
I sighed inwardly at her words.. This was going to be awkward.

"Actually," I began, pausing to kiss her bare shoulder, "I should probably not linger. I don't really want to chance being caught by the folks. Feels silly to say that at our age, but it's just easier if I don't have to field questions about where I've been.

I shrugged. "Maybe if I wasn't staying with them...," I offered, letting my words trail off. I wasn't sure how that sentence ended. The past several hours had been amazing, but was there a future in this? Did she want to see me again? Did I want to see her? Was one intense night of carnal pleasure the start of something more? Or just a memorable one night stand? I didn't have the answers to any of these questions.

Not knowing what to say, I rolled away from her to the edge of the bed. I stood up and stretched. "Well, I should probably take a shower before I go," I mused. My lower abdomen down to my thighs was streaked with the drying remains of our passionate coupling.

I stepped in the direction of the bathroom, but stopped to glance over my shoulder. "You're welcome to join me, of course... "

 
I nodded and smiled, although inside I felt a rush of disappointment. Which was silly. He hadn't made promises or sweet talked me into any of this. I didn't feel used, but quite the opposite. However our shared moments left me wanting more. Hoping that perhaps he liked me a little more than just your average female you meet at a reunion.

"I understand...no need to explain." I told him and watched him get up and stretch. My eyes took him in, my pulse picking up a little as I admired his body.
When he paused outside the bathroom, I felt my cheeks heat up at his suggestions and wiggled my brows playfully, determined NOT to make the situation any more awkward than it had to be. "Yeah? I'll scrub your back and you can scrub mine?"

With a soft giggle, I slid off the bed and went to join him, my tits jiggle gently as I padded up behind him and smacked his bottom teasingly as he led the way inside. I was thankful in that moment that my bathroom was sizable and had a big glass enclosed shower that we could both enjoy.

I grabbed two large towels out of the cupboard and set them on my counter top as he moved to start the shower. He soon motioned me to get on in and I slid past his body, my curvy bottom brushing against him as I stepped inside and sighed softly as the warm water hit my skin.
 

Jessica's soft ass brushed against my thighs as she stepped in front of me. She tilted her head back against me as she opened up her body to the warm spray.

The view over her shoulder was delectable. Her proud breasts covered much of her torso and filled the space in front of her. I stared longingly at them till I could resist no longer.

Taking up a bar of soap, I worked up a fistful of lather. Dividing it equally, I reached around from behind and beneath her shoulders to gently caress the massive side of each breast. I worked my way along the wonderful flesh, coating each in a slippery layer of soap and water.

When at last I reached peak, I rolled her nipples between forefinger and thumb. Each swelled dramatically, I smiled broadly, enjoying their hardness to the touch.

I kissed the back of her neck and whispered just above the thunder of the falling water. "You are so beautiful."
 
I shivered and sighed softly, feeling emotion again well up inside and threaten to chock me. Thankfully he couldn't see my face as I murmured a soft thank you. He made me feel beautiful and desired. The way he worshiped my body with his hands and body and his tender words made me ache in all the right places. It felt rather strange...knowing that we'd known each other for some time in high school and yet never connected. Too caught up in social cliques or at least, I was.

Bitterness coated my tongue as I thought about my ex and where that had landed me and I tried to swallow it away. Leaning back against his body, I felt his skin hit mine and moaned softly. He bumped against my rounded bottom and I smiled, reaching back to caress one lean hip.

“You're better than any loofah.” I teased and giggled, then gasped softly as his hands slipped her each breast and slowly trailed over my quivering belly. The touch, thought sensual made me squirm and laugh breathlessly. “Aha! That tickles!”
 
I chuckled at her words. "A loofah, huh? Maybe you just really need a good scrubbing."

I slipped one hand down between her thighs. Her legs clamped together slightly as I palmed her pussy. Her lips were damp from the water and I traced their edges as I'd done earlier in bed.

"Yes, I do think this area needs a good scrub," I teased into her ear. I leaned forward over her shoulder; when she turned to look at me, I kissed her.

Our mouth lingered this time. The frenetic excitement of earlier now largely spent, we eased into the kiss more gradually. Relaxing beneath the warm torrent, I clutched her to me as my fingers and tongue explored.

 
I practically sagged against him, moaning into his mouth softly as our kiss slowly built. It was unhurried and almost decadent as he toyed with me. My body hummed with pleasure and desire, my hand tightening on his hip, then relaxing as I stroked his outer thigh.

Our tongues dueled back and forth, stroking, mimicking sex with our mouths until we were both breathless and my insides were quivering.

I was warm and wet, tight around his fingers as he stroked me...pushing his fingers in and out of me as if he had no all the time in the world. It felt amazingly good, making me pulse and want, but all I could do was rub my bottom against his cock. Back and forth slowly, then pressing back, I gave him my own brand of teasing as we nipped and nibbled and sucked on each other's mouths and tongues.

"You're doing a thorough job." I teased breathlessly, a smile playing on my lips.
 
"You're doing a thorough job."

I nibbled at her left ear lobe in lieu of a response. The cascade of warm water in combination with her naked skin against mine made for a soothing scenario. After our frenzied copulation from earlier, this slow pace was just the aperitif I wanted.

My fingers slid into her, pushing gently upward as I stroked her from the inside. I kept my pace slow and gentle. She had to be tired after today. If her confessions in bed had been accurate, she hadn't had this much sex in ages.

Still, I couldn't resist trying to eke out a little more from her. Feeling her orgasm against me was too invigorating not to want just a bit more of. "I want to feel you cum one last time, Princess. One last time for me," I urged.
 
It was so sweet and sensual that my legs wobbled, my knees threatening to bucked as he teased my pussy and held me close against the front of his body.

I moaned as he nibbled on my ear lobe and them urged me to cum again. Just one more time. My answer with a soft whimper that echoed in the shower stall as he patiently toyed with me, drawing out one wave of pleasure after all.

It didn't seem possible to cum again, but as he thrust and curled his fingers in and out of me, I felt myself shuddering, tightening...my sweet little cunt grasping at his fingers as a deeper, more lingering and warm climax took hold and stole my breath again.

Panting, I cried out his name and tensed, sagging back as my knees gave way and my own juices gushed around his fingers. "Ooooh god Saul."
 

Jessica's throaty cries of passion always made me smile. I braced myself against the porcelain as best I could as she leaned into me. Her skin felt warm and slick against mine as her body shivered against me.

Her vaginal walls fluttered against my fingers, kneading them with every tremble. Already wet, I felt her juices course past my fingers, dripping down to coat my hand and her thighs. I again felt a surge of pride as her wet warmth oozed out of her into my palm. I had done this to her.

I held her firmly as her cries subsided and the aftershocks faded away. I removed my hand from inside her and let the cascading water wash away the last vestiges of her climax. Cupping my hand, I splashed water onto her pussy and till it too was clean and shiny.

I shut the water off and helped her step onto the floor. I toweled down her luscious body, then found a faded terrycloth robe to put her in. I dried off in turn and together we returned to the bedroom.

She sat down on the bed and watched in silence as I hunted for my clothes. In the chaos of our coupling, the various articles had found their way all over the room, so it was some time before I at last could redress.
 
The orgasm that he drew out of me left me completely exhausted, but I still felt a pang of regret that he was leaving. Wishing he would stay, but I wouldn't ask again or plead. I mentally told myself, I had no rights to him...our shared night of pleasure was about two consenting adults having fun. No harm, no foul. We had both obviously needed the release and had both been attracted to one another. I continue to reason with myself, making excuses and tapping down any disappointment.

Finally he was dressed and stood before me, looking a little awkward himself...perhaps sheepish. I smiled up at him and stood slowly, stepping forward to wrap my arms around his lean waist and giving him an affectionate hug. “Drive safe, okay? Call me sometime,” I told him, trying to make it easier on him, “if you'd like anyway.”

I ushered him to the front door and put on a brave smile, hoping it reached my eyes. “Good night Sir Knight, and thank you for rescuing a damsel in distress tonight...quite a few times I might add.”
 

I smiled as she hugged me close. I hugged her back, feeling the soft warmth of her curves through the robe.I was sorely tempted to stay the night. I thought I might enjoy waking up next to her.

But doing so would cause more headaches than I needed. I didn't really want to explain where I'd been all night to the folks. Adult though I may be, there were some aspects of my life I preferred remain unknown to them.

She walked me to the door held it open as I stepped out onto the porch.
“Good night Sir Knight, and thank you for rescuing a damsel in distress tonight...quite a few times I might add.”


I bowed at the waist. "Good night, dear Princess. You truly are the fairest in the land." I winked mischievously at her, then walked to where I'd parked my car.

I smiled as I drove off into the night. Best reunion ever.
 
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