homecoming

he came into town to visit his family, wife stayed at home to take care of the animals.

you put on your red blouse ("didn't he say i looked good in red?"), red lace bra that closes in the front, red panties, short black schoolgirl skirt and heels.  you sweep your hair up and back, a little makeup and take a last look in the mirror.  a deep breath as you scan down your body. 

hmm. 

you reach under your skirt and slide your panties off.  a little smirk and you're off.

at the coffee shop you hug one another in a casual way to acknowledge the time passed. 

you sit in the big comfy chairs and talk, laugh and catch up.  your conversation alternates from slightly flirtatious to nostalgic, and a healthy dose of bringing each other up to date and opening up to share hopes, dreams, aspirations and regrets. 

you lean forward from time to time to let him peek at your tits, but keep your legs crossed until you're sure things are going in the right direction.

invariably the conversation turns more and more toward sex.  you can see his skin blush at times through the smiles, and as the conversation becomes more suggestive and more explicit, you each draw closer.  you notice him squirming and adjusting, perhaps to hide his hardening cock. 

your pussy is getting warm and wet. 

you touch his thigh at the right time, and as you lean back, you uncross your legs and before recrossing you lift your knee and let your skirt slide you giving him a glimpse of your slit. 

he nearly chokes on his coffee as you recross your legs and hold your reaction to keep the game going.  he looks puzzled, but tries to shake it off and keep going.

"it's getting late" you say.  "but i'm having a great time.  let's go drive around for a while"

he agrees

you get in his rented car - an SUV, lots of room - and the two of you drive to your old high school parking lot.  as you start off down the street, you grab his hand and slide it between your legs.  he tenderly touches your wet pussy;  you push his hand hard into you, showing him the right pressure. 

he picks up your lead, rubs your clit firmly and slides his fingers into your tight hole.  you pull your blouse open and pop your breast out of your bra, caressing your nipple and closing your eyes as he strokes you.
when you can't take it anymore, you lean to his ear and whisper "your turn."

you push his hand back and grab for his fly.   he shifts in his seat, you feel the car accelerate.  you giggle as you pull his cock out of his pants.  you rub his dick on  your face, warming it with your breath.  god, it's hard and thick. 

you open your mouth and stretch your lips around his cock.  as you push him in and out of your throat, the car speeds through the streets.  his balls feel like they're going to burst and his dick throbs in your mouth.

he grabs your hair and pulls you off of him. "we've got to stop" he says as he sits you up in your seat. 

the car turns sharply and  screeches to a halt.  a little frightened and a little disappointed, you both catch your breath. 

"what's wrong?" you ask.  "i thought you wanted me?"

he begins to speak, and then unhooks his seat belt and steps out of the car. 

"what the fuck...?" you think.

and then your car door opens and he leans in, kissing you hard on the mouth and sliding his hand inside your blouse around the small of your back.

you rise to step outside of the car with him, lips still locked, tongues tangled.  he grabs your hand, walks you to the back of the car and pulls open the rear gate.  he bends you forward into the trunk, lifts your skirt, and slides his cock into your from behind.

his cock feels so good and thick, spreading you open and rubbing all the right spots inside.  he pumps slow at first, letting the lubrication wash over the both of you.  once everything is slippery and wet, he increases his speed, slamming harder and harder into you, his balls slapping against your clit. 

your nipples rake across the carpet and his pounding becomes too much to take.  he starts sliding his cock all the way out of you then driving back inside, and waves of pleasure fills your body and you shake, moan and cry as you are rocked by orgasm on top of orgasm.

he pulls out of you completely and stops for a moment.  breathlessly, you whisper"don't stop.  keep fucking me"  you reach around to grab his ass and pull him back into you, but he resists.  "what's the matter" and then you feel the head of his prick rubbing on your tight asshole. 

"is this ok?" he asks. 

and before you can respond, he plunges through and fills your ass.  you press your head down hard against the carpeted floor of the trunk and squeeze your fists closed to bear the pain of his dick in your ass.  it feels like it's tearing you up, but the energy from his body and the grunts as he thrusts make it pleasurable.

"i'm going to c*m" he pants.

"cum all over me, baby" you plead.

his thrusts into your asshole intensify and then he pulls out and you feel the warm cum spray all over your ass and back.  a jet splatters on your neck and in your hair.  you don't know if you've ever seen a guy cum so much.

he collapses on your back and kisses you behind your ear, on your cheek "thank you" he says.

the two of you crawl into the trunk, wrapped in each others arms, stare into each others eyes, and start giggling.  as you languish in the delicious weakness of your thigh and pussy muscles, he pulls your face back to him and evilly grins, "ready to go again?"