The Reunion (open thread)

Katrina

I stand and deliberately place my small hand on his chest to steady myself. I was suddenly glad I had worn lingerie as I felt a tingle slide down my spine as his hand went to my back to steady me. Perhaps it would be well worth coming, I certainly hoped so. It wasn't a slow song or a fast song. I always loved dancing and remembered James once telling me that I must be trying to turn every man in the room on. I had shrugged it off, but right now, I realized that I did want to turn him on. I let my hands rest on his shoulders as we moved together. I felt like a teenager as I teased him, my hands gradually going down to his hips pulling them to me as one of my legs rested between his and I playfully humped his leg.

My eyes were locked on his and I saw more there than expected, when the music had paused. He pulled me in closer and without asking I leaned up against him and licked my lips inviting him to kiss me.
 
Megan

"It is so nice being here with you tonight. Just thinking back, Frank I have to tell you something?"

" What Megan, you could tell me anything."

"Back in high school I had such a crush on you. You were such a nice guy and I really got along with you."

There I said it. Being in his arms and dancing, the feeling came back to me. His arms tighten around me. Wondering what he is thinking now.
 
Frank

"Oh Megan I felt that way about you too. I was just so shy I was afraid to even ask you for a date, since I was sure you would just laugh at me like everyone else did. That was why I spent so much time alone on the golf course, where I could do my thing and do it pretty well, without a lot of hassle. I was the same way my freshman year in college, but after going in the navy I finally got rid of all that, and now here we are, and we have found each other again"

After I saod that, I lifted her chin gently, and while still dancing, planted a kiss on her lips. She looked at me and we kissed again, and I felt her tongue licking my lips inviting e to open them and invite her in. Right there on the floor in front of everyone we kissed several times that way and then I hugged her close and told her I'd never let her get awsay again. She squeezed me tight and I knew she liked that idea.

The banquet wasn't starting for a little while, so I sugedsted we take a little walk and talk a little bit, away from the music and the noise of the bar croud, which ws increasing as more people arrived and joined the throng
 
Megan

When Frank told me that, then kiss me in front of everyone my desire for him got the best of me. That when I kiss him back, my tongue enter his mouth. I felt my body getting very warm as we dance.

"I think you are right , we should take a walk. It does feel very warm in here." He took my hand and out the door we went. Next to the hotel was a nice little park we started to walk in. All of a sudden Frank grab me and held me tight and was kissing me.
 
Griffin Stone, aka Griff:

In high school I was mister average. I had friends and those who liked me and some who didn't even know I existed.
I only one one close friend, as I'd moved there for my senior year from out of town and we'd lost touch over the years.
After graduation I enlisted in the Army and I guess the influence of all of those John Wayne movies got to me so I also volunteered for Airborne and then Special Forces.
As luck would have it I finished all of my training just in time for Desert Storm, but that's another story. Well other than costing me an eye when we were on a behind the lines scouting mission for the Air Force locating targets for them to bomb.
Now I had an eye patch. I just didn't like glass eyes. I was also honorably discharged with a medical retirement pension. Soldiers can't have just one eye.
I now lived on the West Coast and worked at a rather 'unusual' occupation that paid very well, but I rarely talked about it. Most of society wouldn't understand.
The invitation caught up with me a week ago. I debated and then cancelled two appointments and booked a flight.
When I arrived I checked in and decided to take a nap to beat any jet lag.
Now showered and wearing Moroccan leather pants in a deep blood red, a white shirt with 'balloon' sleeves and tan chukka boots, work clothes were fine as far as I was concerned, it was time to see who'd arrived.
A quick elevator trip and I was crossing the lobby to the bar.
A fast scan of the bar didn't show me a face I was certain was a former classmate, although a couple were possibles, so I sat at the bar and ordered a burbon and ginger ale waiting for the reunion's registration desk to open.
 
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James

As we danced, feeling her in my arms, I became lost in the moment. My world suddenly become her and I, nothing else. I could hear the music, but it was distant. Old fantasies came flooding back. Visions of me dancing with her at the Valentine's dance, not Anthony. Again, I remembered the day he asked her, her joyful acceptance. Going to my locker after lunch, seeing the rose I had planned to give her when I asked her myself. The pain of throwing that rose, along with my shattered dreams, in the trash. But, I realize all is different now. The slate is completely clean, it is just her and I, even if only for this dance. I feel her moving against me, straddling my leg, as if teasing. As she continues to dance this way, I feel myself becoming aroused. I am hoping that this does not ruin the moment, that she is not seeing this as an innocent dance and me as just a horny bastard. When the song ended, I gaze deeply into her eyes. I fell her pull me closer, licking her lips and slightly tilting her head. An inventation to a kiss? Realizing I have nothing to lose, I accept the percieved invitation. I brush my lips lightly against hers, feeling her lips part slightly. I respond in kind, applying more pressure as we begin the kiss. I wrap my arms tightly around her waist, pulling her even closer to me, wanting, no needing, to feel her against me. I gently probe her mouth with my tongue. She replies in kind, as our tongues begin their tender dance. I feel as if my head is spinning, all my emotions being poured into the kiss. My hands caress her back, my fingers gently brushing the nape of her neck, while the other moves towards the beautiful curves of her ass, gently kneading the soft flesh through her skirt. As we break off that first kiss, I bury my face in her neck, applying light kisses. The heat of our bodies so close together, I feel the last walls of defense crumble.

'I have a confession,' I whisper breathlessly, as I gently nuzzle her neck. 'I came here hoping to see you. All through school, I longed for this. I wanted to be the one you smiled at, the one who made you happy. I was just too afraid.'

As I spoke the words, I instantly feared I had said too much. Will she see me as a freak, having been obsessed with her still after ten years? Then again, have I been holding the flame all this time? Is this why every relationship failed?
 
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Katrina

I was flattered and at same time wish I knew then what I knew now. He could have been my first lover instead of some dope in college. My lips were inches from his ear and I softly whispered. "Let's put the past behind us, where it belongs." I glance in his eyes thinking what it would have been like if we had become lovers. Would we still be together? I could feel his arousal, and was confused about my intentions. The look in his eyes cleared all my thoughts, and I just wanted to feel the way I did when he looked at me.

"I don't suppose you have a room here?" Thoughts of birth control danced through my head and my skin grew red, this was so unplanned. I hadn't had sex in over a year and had only been on the patch for a few months then. At the same time I was thinking of what would be wrong with creating a child, our child. After all I was 28, nearly 29, well established in my career, I was brought back to the present as I felt his hands caressing me. His answer echoed in my ears.
 
Frank

"So, you were married. Any kids?", I asked. I told her I was still single, never having been in the same place long enough to find a wife, but now I wass here for good

"And, now I have someone I'm interested in", as we started stolling again. It was a fall evening, and it was a little cool after the warmth of the dancefloor. he parking lot was right next to the little park area, and we wantered in and there was my car.

I opened the door and she got in, with a flash of very pretty thigh as sher swung into the seat. I wealked around and got in my side, and agasin took her jhand and pulled her to me for a very long wet kiss. My hand went immediately to her and cupped her breast, and hers stroked the back of my neck while our tongues played together. Her lips were warm and sweet and all I could think about was having them wrapped around my cock as my hand dropped to her lap and stroked her leg.

I knew I was being too forward, but it had been so long, and she didnt pull away. In fact she was actively kissing me back, and seemed to want it as much as I did
 
James

At first I wasn't sure how to take what she said. Let's put the past behind us? Was she rejecting me due to my confession? I gazed into her eyes, searching for an answer. But that answer came soon enough.

'I don't suppose you have a room here?' she asked. For an instant, I think I must be dreaming.

"Yes, I have a suite on the fourth floor,' I reply, kissing her gently. 'Shall we leave?' I ask. 'The view of the bay from the balcony is quite lovely,' I say with a grin.
 
Katrina

I smiled at his innocent comment, he was still so sweet. I took his hand and said that I would love to see the view. Once in his room I admired how nice it was, he certainly was doing well. I moved and put on some soft jazz. I felt overdressed in my long black dress. At the same time I felt safe, I knew that if anyone would be doing the seducing it would have to be me. We walked out to the balcony and watched the night sky. The water sparkled and I shivered. I felt him behind me and he wrapped his arms around me and I was suddenly very warm. Also very aware of his body behind me. I wasn't sure how to proceed, then I merely said, "It's a bit chilly mind if we go inside for a while?" I turned to face him seeing that awestruck look on his face. Did I really miss how he had looked at me in high school, I must have been oblivious.
 
When she turned to me, I couldn't help but hide my contentment. I know it was written all over my face, and for once, I am glad I can't hide my emotions. Was this really happening I keep asking myself. Looking in her eyes, I can see she is happy. And I am elated, for once, that gorgeous smile is being directed at me.

'Of course, I don't mind at all,' I replied. 'Would you like something to drink? I could call and have a bottle of wine sent up.'
 
katrina

I was about to say yes then decided that I wanted us both to be clear minded tonight, besides I didn't feel like being interupted either. I was about to say as much and instead I indulged in a long soft kiss and whispered, "I don't need anything to drink." I wanted to make sure he was seeing me and not some idealized image that had been building for ten years as I asked, "Did you fantasize about me?" the question popped out of my mouth and I wondered why as I had meant to ask something entirely different. Once said however I wondered about the answer. Had I been the face he saw when he masterbated?
 
I instantly felt the hot burn on my cheeks as I blushed deeply at her question. Dare I answer her? It took me a moment to collect my thoughts, I am not used to a woman being so foward. Then again, looking at her, I can see in her eyes that she most likely did not wish to ask it. But I could also see in those same eyes the desire for my answer.

'Umm, uhh,' I stammered, slightly embarassed at what I was about to say. 'I, uh, well, umm, yes,' I blurted, feeling my cheeks growing hotter. Looking at her, expecting scorn in her eyes, it appears as though she is flattered. Needing to sit, I guide us over to the small setee, noting happily that she chooses to sit so close to me.

'To be honest,' I continue, with more confidence, 'Before the trip, I was fantasizing about how you would look now. And I must tell you, I dreamed you were beatiful, but never dreamt you'd be as gorgeous as you are.'

I pulled her to me again, kissing her deeply. My hands continued their exploration of her that had begun on the dance floor, one playing in her hair, the other finding its way to caress the back of her thigh.
 
Katrina

I was flattered, and determined to amend my past. I focused on th present moment as our lips met and we melted agaisnt each other on the settee. It was a simmering passion, not the silly infatiation I had felt for Anthony or the desperate need I had felt for my first lover. It was new and exciting, I found myself wondering how the night would end, or if I would stay until morning. I felt like we were teenagers groping in the back of truck but we were very much adults, and we knew what we were doing as our hands moved to all the right places.

I heard the hiss of his zipper and realized that I was undoing his pants. My hand slide in searching for what had been tenting his pants earlier. I gently asked, "Let me know if I'm going too fast. It's been a long time."
 
I feel her hand undoing my zipper as we kiss, instantly returning me to my earlier state of arrousal. Her voice, gentle and caring asks, 'Let me know if I'm going too fast. It's been a long time.'

'Don't stop, please,' is all I can manage to reply, breathlessly. It has been a long time for me as well, well over eight months. Even longer since I had this much emotionally invested in any woman.

We continue to explore each others mouths with our tongues, my hand moving up from her leg to gently cup her breast. I could feel her nipple hardening through the material at my touch. In the back of my mind, I wished she hadn't worn a dress, so that I might be caressing her bare skin. I pull back from our kiss a moment, just to gaze at the beauty of her face. My fingers brush her lips, and caress her cheek. I move to her again, my lips searching for hers. While my one hand continues to gently knead her breast, my other finds the zipper on the back of her dress. Pausing the kiss for a moment, I look into her eyes, silently asking the question, may I?
 
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Katrina

His words freed me, as my hands roamed over his body, aching to touch his bare skin but dealing with the conventions of clothing. One hand had remained to caress his cock. I couldn't even begin to put into words how much I wanted this and when his hand slide down the zipper of my dress I was ready. I saw the question in his eyes and I answered it by standing and sliding the dress off. I felt silly and sexy as I pulled the silken cameseoule over my head and the slip off my hips. I felt completely comfortable as I placed my foot between his legs and asked, "Would you mind taking off my boots?" Here I was standing in front of him clad only in my black bra and black panties, and asking him to take off my shoes. Somehow it was intimate as he unlaced it and pulled it off. He made me feel as if every inch of my skin was sexy as his fingers slide over my strong calves to take off my sock. He did the same for my other boot and then he stood and together we somehow managed to remove most of his clothing.

OOC last post here for the night....i need to sleep perchance to dream
 
Shane Forester

When you didn't ask me to your room, I thought you weren't interested, so I figured if I just took care of myself, it would help me come to grips with the 'no thanks' signal you gave me earlier."
"This isn't a very great start, is it?"

I turn around, unable to believe the vision before me. This beautiful woman, one who I had fantasized about, however fleetingly, was sitting naked, legs open, and basically begging me to take interest. I wasn't about to say no, and the growing staff in my shorts wasn't gonna let me.

"Actually, its a perfect start. We might as well get rid of the embarassment now."

Immediately, I pull out the waist of my elastic form fitted shorts and drop them to the floor. They slide down with some effort, and then lay at my ankles as I step out of them. Laurie is greeted with the sight of my almost-erection not more than two feet away from her as I smirk.

"Now we're on even ground."

Now when it comes to anatomy, I'm not quite sure where I stand. I'm definitely not the longest in the world, a decent seven inches. But as far as girth is concerned, well, let's just say I take after my African ancestors, or so I've been told. Unfortunately, I tend to be a little conscious about my out-of-the-ordinary thickness. But, we're on even terms here, right? I immediately take her hand, trying to focus on her eyes, and not gawk at her beautifully bare form.

"Laurie, why don't you come with me to the Jacuzzi. Don't worry, there's nobody here at all. I think I've got a better idea than that little machine..."
 
As she stood, I thought I might have crossed a line with the zipper. But, to my surprise, and pleasure, she performed a little strip tease for me. As I watched the dress slide from her body, I thought I was going to lose control. When she seductively, and I have to admit, with a little bit of kitsch, removed her camisol and slip, I felt like it was Christmas, the gift she seemed prepared to give being unwrapped before my eyes. She approaches me, placing her right foot up on the setee, in between my legs, asking me in a soft, playful voice,'Would you mind taking off my boots?' I answer her with a look, and begin to work the laces, losening them until I am able to slide it off. Running my hands up her soft, smooth leg and back down, I hook my thumbs inside her sock, removing it as I finish the caress of her foot. Placing her now bare foot on the floor, I guide her left foot up onto the couch and repeat the process all over again, chrishing every moment of it. For a moment, I gaze upon the beauty before me, clad in only a lacy black brassiere and matching silk paties, letting my eyes drink all of her in. She pulls me up, and begins to loosen my tie. The way her hands work at my tie and after it is loosened, the buttons of my shirt show how anxious she is for me to shed my clothes as well. Hell, I am just as anxious, and I begin to assist her, removing the jacket and tossing it off to the side, not caring where the hell it lands. I kiss her as her hands continue to fumble with the buttons, as I kick off my shoes and undo my belt. She finishes with the last button as I undo my pants, and in what seemed like an instant, I am before her clad only in my silk boxers and my black socks. She pushes my away slightly from our kiss, looking me over. Realizing I probably look a little silly with those socks still on, I lift up each foot in turn, removing them. Then, I step towards her, once again taking her in my arms, kissing her passionately. I pull her over towards the bed as we kiss. But, caught up in the heat of the moment, I misjudge where the bed is, and as my legs hit the edge of the bed, I fall back, pulling her on top of me. This was my overall intention, just had hoped for it to be a little smoother of a transition, not just clumsily falling together. At this thought, I giggle a little, relieved to hear her doing the same.
 
Chuck Baker

I smiled at Rebecca, slightly abashed. Funny how the old tapes could play, threatening to override the confidence I thought I had brought with me.

"First of all," I said, " you're not freaky, you're quite attractive" I wanted so much to feel those blue lips on mine. " Maybe a little bit in your face" I laughed, " but you gotta be true to yourself, besides, what's freakier than pom poms and letter sweaters?"

"How did I join the establishment? Well, I think of myself as a subversive," I laughed. I do that a lot when I'm nervous and her black hair on her white neck was making me nervous. When Iwent to college, I found out i liked to learn. maybe it's an endorphin thing, like runners get, but it gives me pleasure. When I got out, I worked in business, made some money, but something was missing, so I tried teaching. I get to learn all day. You know, back when we were in school, I almost got lost, almost slipped through the cracks. Now I look for kids like me, kids who don't know their value, and sometimes I help them value themselves. I'm no savior, no messiah complex here, it just feels right." I laughed, " I figure , if it feels good, do it. I was a late bloomer, been blooming ever since."

Looking at those blue eyes, I wondered what I had missed ten years ago.

"So, Daughter of Darkness with flashing eyes of flame, can a nerdy do-gooder buy an old partner in rebellion another drink?" This was worth the trip, I thought, another one survived with soul intact. And in a very nice body, too.
 
Katrina

I felt giddy as we fell less than gracefully to the bed. I smiled at him and we shared a little laugh. "It's a good sign when you can laugh in bed." I murmur between little kisses. The kisses grow longer and longer. I have long since forgotten about protection but it suddenly looms in my mind and I debate mentioning it as his hands find all the right spots. I finally decide that I don't want to use protection, but feel wrong about not telling him. What if he was looking for more? Heck what if she was looking for more. "James," she muttered between kisses, "James." They finally paused and she confessed. "I'm not on any sort of birth control and I want to feel you with no barriers." She left out that she would be happy if she got pregnant over the next week, but just wanted to be as honest as possible with him. She let her fingers run into his boxers, and then withdrew as she shouldn't be distracted him as she had given him something fairly serious to think about.
 
Megan

"No Frank, no kids thank god. I am on my own now for three years now. " I was saying to him as we walk in the park.

We came to the parking lot where his car was. As he open the door for me to get in, I felt like a kid again. Getting so excited to be here with him.

As he grab me to kiss him when he got in the car, I return his kiss stronger and deeper. When he put his hand on my breast, then my leg I didn't stop him. His hand started to go up and down my leg, higher now. Looking into his eyes, he could tell it was ok to go on. My tongue reach deeper into his mouth, and his in mine.

I wanted him so bad , that my hand found the hardness in his pants. My hand move up and down it, making get bigger and harder yet. "Frank, I need to taste you." I stop kissing him, and unzip his pants. My hand pull out his cock and was playing with it. As my fingers play with the head of it, I lower my mouth on it. Taking it deep in my mouth at first, then let my tongue lick the head and slit. I see him watching everything I was doing. He grab my head, moving it on his cock. "Megan, suck me hard, I want to cum. Oh baby yes, your mouth is like magic." He let go of my head, that I said, "I want all of it to swallow, Frank. Baby do it for me, give me your juices."
 
James

We lie there on the bed, our bodies intertwined, hands exploring each other, kissing passionately. I am fully aroused, my manhood straining against the silk as her fingers brush lightly along the shaft. We are sharing so much more than I had expected, and I am looking foward to sharing even more of ourselves. The desire I feel for her is as hot as a thousand suns. As I intensify my kisses, she pulls away. 'James', she whispers as my lips again try to find hers. 'James,' she says again, pulling further away, forcing me to stop and look at her, questioningly. Dear God, here it comes, I think to myself, the 'I can't do this' speech. Preparing for my world to collapse once again, awaiting the dagger in my heart. 'I'm not on amy sort of birth control,' she continues, 'and I want to feel you with no barriers.' I know my face registers momentary shock, and I know instantly that she will misunderstand my look. Looking at her, the slight touch of fear I can see in those eyes, the answer to her unasked question becomes very clear to me.

'Katrina, my dear, sweet Katrina,' I tell her, looking in her eyes, lovingly, so that she will completely understand what I am going to say. 'I have waited ten years for you. I didn't fully realize this until earlier tonight, when I saw you at the end of the bar. Yes, I know I said earlier that seeing you was the reason I decided to come home, and that is the truth. But it wasn't until I saw you again that I realized how I have longed for you, needed you. My princess, I too want what you want. I want it with every fiber of my being. Sweet, lovely Katrina, I feel as if I had died and been reborn a new man tonight, a better man. And it is because of you.' As I finish, I place a loving kiss upon her forehead, and return to gaze deep into her eyes, so that she may see my very soul at this moment. Feeling the need to kiss her again, I restrain myself, waiting for my words to sink in.
 
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Frank and Megan

As she sucked me, I reached down her back, massaging her spine and getting lower and loer until it was right on her ass that I had admired so much. I pulled up her skirt and slid my hand in under, and under the elastic of her panties.

I foldled her ass and ran my fingerds up and down her crack, unable to reach her pussy since it was underneath her, but not for too very long. She wanted me anbd begged me to cum in her mouth. She was going to get her wish, and so was I, after tasting those pretty lips I wanted my cock in there from the very first kiss.

I told her I was reaching my peak and she was about to get her present. She didnt really have an alternative, with no place for it except in her mouth, bu I at least thought I ought to give her a warning
 
I could feel him tense up right before he came. His juices taste so good in my mouth. When I knew he was done and I was finish cleaning him up, I reach up to kiss him. Seeing the look on his face as our mouths met, and he tasted his cum.

He has gotten me so hot, I lay with my back against the door. Frank was watching every move I made. My hand when inside my thong and I started to masturbate for him. The more I rub, the wetter I became. My fingers got so wet from me doing it, I took his hand and put it on my clit. Then I when to put my fingers in my mouth, to lick them clean.
 
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