0 comments/ 13131 views/ 0 favorites Love, Rekindled By: Jake68 Geoff looked around the room to see if he knew anyone but he was sure that he wouldn't. Just before taking a chair to hear a talk about malpractice, he heard his name called. He turned to see a woman dressed in a conservative business suit calling to him. As he walked closer, a smile came to his face. "Angel, what in the world are you doing here? How are you?" he asked excitedly. The woman smiled, taking his hand and leading him to the back corner of the seats. "I'm doing very well, thank you. I saw your name on the roster and I was hoping it was you. It’s been a long time," she replied. During the meeting, they caught up on the past several years. Geoff had met her at a friend's bachelor's party about six years ago. Angel had been an exotic dancer who had paid her way through college dancing but had had to leave when her father became ill. She had moved back home to a small town outside of Dallas. The only thing she could do to make enough money was dance, but she was too smart to do just that. Seeing a need in the entire east Texas region, she began a company that sent dancers to private parties and had become very successful. Geoff and her had had a brief, but intense affair that lasted nearly a year but, as with most long distance romances, this one ended, too. After the meeting, Geoff invited Angel to the lounge for a drink or two. She had to help pack the equipment from the talk so Geoff went ahead to get a table. About twenty minutes later, he saw her walking towards him. He smiled as he saw many of the other men turn to watch her walk by. Even in her business suit, she looked just as beautiful and sexy as she had many years ago. The skirt was as short as it could be while still being "conservative", showing off her firm, shapely legs while the jacket showed a hint of strain to stay buttoned across her breasts. Her suit hinted at the shapely body that was hidden under the clothes. They ordered drinks and sat for the next hour, catching up on the past several years. Angel's father had died about two years ago and that was when she had decided to go back to school, law school in fact. She had worked hard and saved her money, even dancing when she usually let the younger girls do it. Even though she was several years older than all of the girls in her company, once word got out that she was dancing again, there were many requests for her. She had just finished her first year of law school and was interning at the firm that sponsored the meeting. Geoff told her about his marriage to a very young woman for four years but that they had divorced about six months ago. "You had always liked them young, didn't you Geoff?" Angel said, laughing. "I like them ANY age," he replied, smiling. After a while, they decided to have dinner at a little Italian restaurant a few blocks from the hotel. Walking in the warm night air, Angel unbuttoned her jacket, letting it hang open. She wore a silk and spandex top that hugged her body. Low-cut and square-neck, it showed the tops of her firm breasts. Every so often, Geoff would catch a glimpse of her breasts, reminding him of her incredible body that he once knew. At the restaurant, they talked easily about their past, present and hopes for the future. Whenever Angel would lean forward to talk, Geoff had to keep himself from staring at her breasts hanging above the table. He did notice that the waiter was more attentive to them than to the other tables in his section. Angel couldn't help but notice that, even after the many years, Geoff was still in very good shape, his body lean yet strong. The Polo shirt hugged his chest while his jeans showed off the curves of his ass. He was older, but he looked better than most of the younger men in her class and office. Angel told Geoff that she had not dated much during the last couple of years. Her classmates seemed too young, many ten years younger than her, or even more, while the men at the firm where she was interning at looked at her as a gopher or were interested only in having sex with her. Geoff, too, hadn't been too active the last six months. "Jane was very highly sexed, and I can't complain about our sex life," Geoff laughed. "I mean... uumm... nearly all of my fantasies were fulfilled. It was nice, it really was, but afterwards, there just wasn't much to say sometimes. We were just from different eras. Sometimes you need more than just raw sex... although that is good, too, sometimes." They both laughed, nodding their heads. Several hours and several drinks later, they were ready to leave the restaurant. They walked back to the hotel, arm in arm, Angel resting her head on his shoulder. She thought of how good it felt to be held by him again. Just before the last turn to go to the hotel, Geoff stopped, taking Angel into his arms. His hands slid down her arms, holding her by her thin waist. Her breasts, rubbing lightly against his chest, sent waves of electricity through her body. "Angel, you don't know how many times I picked up the phone to call you these last six months. I just wasn't sure that you wanted to speak to me again," Geoff said softly, looking into her shimmering eyes. Angel felt her body trembling, unsure as to how far to let the moment go. "Oh Geoff," she replied, "John told me about your divorce and I wanted you to call me so badly. I almost called you too, but I wanted to give you time to get past it." They stood there for a moment, their hearts beating rapidly against their chests. Geoff pulled Angel to him, wrapping his arms around her body. She came willingly, engulfed in his arms. They kissed, tentative at first, then deeply, allowing their passions to overwhelm them. His hands slid under her jacket, caressing her back, holding her firmly to him. Angel opened her mouth slightly, taking his tongue into her wanting mouth, tasting him for the first time in too many years. The kiss seemed to last forever, they were oblivious to the other people walking by. Finally, Geoff broke the kiss, looking deeply into her eyes, wanting to ask her to stay but afraid to ruin the night. "You said that you live about an hour away and you have to be here tomorrow morning again. Why don't you just stay the night here," Geoff asked, hesitantly. Angel smiled, "I was hoping you would ask me to stay, but not for that reason." They both laughed at Geoff's clumsy attempt to ask her to stay. They walked slowly to his room, not wanting to rush the night. As Geoff slipped the card into the door, Angel leaned against his back, pressing her firm breasts against him, knowing how much he loved the feel of her against him. Geoff closed his eyes, breathed deeply, then pushed the door open. Angel walked in first, tossed her jacket onto the chair, then turned around, looking hard into his eyes. She felt her breathing deepen, her breasts rising and falling. Geoff stood at the door, his eyes taking her in. "You are so beautiful, Angel," Geoff said softly, walking towards her. She looked down, slightly embarrassed. "I'm not what I was the last time we were together. Not as young nor sexy as I was," she answered. "But you are... you are just as beautiful, just as sexy as I remember you. And much more elegant," Geoff said softly, taking her into his arms. They kissed deeply, their tongues dancing together as he pulled her hard against him. Her nipples, rubbing against her top, shot bolts of electricity through her body. Geoff slid his hands over her back, feeling the thin, tight top on his fingertips. Angel pressed her mound against his hips, feeling his hard cock after so many years. "Ooohhh Gggdddd, Geoff," she moaned, her breathing deep but hesitant, "I have missed you so badly." Geoff pulled her hard against him, feeling her firm breasts crushed against his chest. Geoff felt his cock harden from her pressure and his passion, caught between her belly and his. Angel dropped her head back, surrendering her neck to his tongue. Geoff nibbled and bit the nape of her neck, inhaling her perfume. His hands gently caressed her, sliding up and down her sides. Biting her lower lip, Angel felt his hand glide over her breast, cupping her flesh. She could feel the wetness increasing between her legs, her pussy tightening and releasing all by itself. Geoff's fingers fumbled at the buttons on her skirt, pressing against her belly. The anticipation was driving Angel wild. She wanted him right now, to feel his hardness inside her once more. Geoff unbuttoned her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. The cold air of the room, blowing across her wet panties, sent shivers through her body. He kissed his way down her neck, sucking on her skin, his hands cupping her large, firm breasts. She dropped her arms, letting him slide the straps off her shoulders before pulling her top off her heaving breasts. "Ooohhh Gggdddd, Geoff. It has been so long since someone took me like this," she moaned, holding his head to her breasts. Geoff sucked and bit on her flesh, taking her hard nipple into his mouth. She squealed at the sensation, her body shaking uncontrollably. Geoff slid a hand down her belly, cupping her mound. Her hips bucked against his hand, pressing against his palm. "Touch me, Geoff, touch me please," she pleaded. Geoff tugged at her wet panties, slipping a finger along her lips. Angel moaned loudly as the first finger other than hers touched her in over a year. Geoff slid his finger back and forth, just penetrating her folds, brushing against her clit. Angel bit her lower lip harder, her hips thrusting back and forth, wanting to feel his fingers inside her. Geoff rubbed harder against her clit, sending wave after wave of electricity throughout her shaking body. He had to hold her up by her waist, his face buried between her large globes as he plunged two fingers deep inside her. Angel screamed as he thrust his fingers into her quivering pussy, sliding them in and out of her. Geoff felt her body become rigid, her orgasm reaching its climax. Angel felt an explosion inside her, a feeling she hadn't felt in a long, long time. If she hadn't held tightly onto Geoff, she would have collapsed onto the floor, her legs unable to hold her up. Her whole body was on fire, her juices flooding out of her tunnel, her breasts aching from the attack by Geoff's mouth. Her body quaked and shuddered, she had no control over her movements. Angel could feel her juices running down her thighs, adding to her passion. Breathing heavily in his arms, Angel held onto Geoff, holding him tight. The hairs on his chest rubbed against her sensitive nipples, adding to her already excited state. Geoff carried Angel to the bed, sitting her on the edge. She sat there, her body still trembling as she caught her breath. Looking up at him, Angel reached for his pants, undoing then. She slowly slid the zipper down, taking her time. She wanted the moment to last, to feel the anticipation as long as she could. Letting the pants fall to the floor, she stroked him through his shorts, sliding her fingers up and down the long shaft. She felt his cock become thicker in her fingers, wanting to escape its confinement. Geoff closed his eyes, feeling her fingers tugging at his shorts, pulling them off his body. His cock sprung forth, rubbing against Angel's face. She looked at the cock, remembering its shape and all the pleasure it had given her in the past. She kissed the tip, then kissed the hard rod up and down its length, inhaling the familiar musky odor. Her mouth hungered for his cock. She wanted to literally engulf it, to take it all the way into her. "Ooohhhh Gggdddd, Angel," Geoff moaned, " I want you so badly." His cock was throbbing, aching for her mouth. He watched as Angel opened her mouth, sliding his thick manhood betwen her lips. She pursed her lips, tightening her grip on him, sliding her hot mouth back and forth. Geoff could hardly stand it. His cock became harder than it had in a long time, loving the feel of her tongue flicking over the tip as it sank deep into her mouth. Angel had always enjoyed giving head in her younger days, the feel of a hard cock filling her mouth, but mostly she enjoyed the control she held over her partner. With Geoff, however, she loved the pleasure that she was giving him. She wanted to give him as much pleasure as he had given her. She pulled his cock out of her mouth, rubbing the head over her face and lips. Sliding her tongue down the long, thick shaft, she sucked on the tender underside, driving Geoff wild. She could feel his body shaking. Taking his sac into her hand, she caressing his balls, taking each one, then both into her mouth as she stroked his thick cock. Geoff could have cum right then but strained to stay in control. Angel was driving him wild with passion. She kissed his mouth, cupping her large tits in her hands, wrapping them around his throbbing cock. Geoff loved the feeling of his cock surrounded by her flesh. He watched as she squeezed her breasts, tightening their grip on his cock. Whenever the head poked through the mass of tissue, Angel flicked her tongue over the tip, her mouth reaching for him. She increased the pressure and pace, fucking his cock hard. Geoff grabbed her hair, his fingers tangled in her long locks, his body shaking. Angel opened her mouth, taking his throbbing cock deep into her mouth, the head rubbing against the roof of her mouth. She deep throated him, wanting to hold him in her as long as she could. Grabbing his ass, she pulled him hard against her, forcing his hard cock even deeper. Geoff felt as though her were about to explode. He pushed her head back, releasing his cock from the grip of her wonderful mouth. Looking down at her, he smiled, pushing her back onto the bed. Angel looked up at him as he slid onto the bed, crawling towards her slowly, kissing his way up her legs and body. As he kissed her, Angel could feel his cock sliding along her legs and thighs, the tip gently rubbing against the folds of her lips. She felt the weight of his body on her, taking control of her. She gave in willingly, lifting her legs to give Geoff access to her innermost region. "Oh Geoff, take me... take me now... please," she pleaded, almost begging. She felt a slight push. The thick head of his cock pressed into her, forcing its way into her tight tunnel. Angel threw her head back, moaning loudly as Geoff rocked his hips, driving his cock deeper and deeper with each thrust. "Ohhhh Gggdddddd, Geoff," Angel screamed, wrapping her legs tightly around his pounding hips. She kissed his face all over, her hips reaching for his manhood. She squeezed her pussy tight, gripping his thick cock, wanting to hold it inside her aching pussy. Geoff thrust again and again, his hips slamming against her thighs as he drove his cock deeper and deeper into her. Angel felt his cock split her open as it slid into her. She closed her eyes, feeling him take her. Geoff thrust his hips hard, plunging himself fully into Angel. She groaned, pulling him deeper into her with her legs around him. Her breasts rocked back and forth on her chest, her nipples rasping against the hairs on his chest. He sucked on her hard nipples, groping her flesh. He could feel her pussy gripping him, the added friction increasing the sensations. Geoff rolled onto his back, carrying Angel with him, she still holding him inside her. She loved being on top, controlling the pressure against her clit. She rocked forward, her hips bucking hard. Another orgasm was building inside her but she had lost count of how many. Geoff grabbed her waist, lifting her then crashing her down onto him, plunging his hard, thick cock deep into her aching pussy. He slammed her again and again, his thrusting hips slamming against her ass. "Ooohhhhh ffuuuuccckkk, Geoff!!" she screamed, "Yeesss, yesss... .fuck me hard." She leaned forward, supporting herself on his chest. Her tits bounced and swayed against her from the pounding she was taking. Geoff leaned up, burying his face in between her firm tits, sucking and biting her flesh a he fucked her tight cunt hard. Angel felt every nerve in her body firing, bolts of electricity racing through her body. She squeezed her cunt tight, clamping around the rocketing shaft. Her body convulsed uncontrollably, opening her flood gates. Her cum spewed out, covering her and Geoff. Angel fell onto Geoff, holding him tightly, rocking her hips again and again, fucking his wonderful, hard cock. Geoff wrapped his arms around her tight body, thrusting his cock up into her hot wet cunt, his cock throbbing, twitching inside her quivering tunnel. "Oooohhh Gggddddddd," he cried, thrusting once more. The flood of her hot cum on his cock sent Geoff over the edge. His cock jerked and shuddered, letting loose its own flood of hot juices. Angel could feel his cum splatter against the walls of her pounding cunt, filling her with the warmth of his seed. She squeezed her muscles tight, over and over again, milking him, wanting to have every drop of his essence inside her. Their hearts were beating rapidly, pounding against their chests; their bodies covered with the sweat and juices of their passion. Angel rested her head on him, listening to his heart as she kissed his chest "Oh Geoff, I've missed you so much." She wanted to say more, but was afraid, afraid of the emotions that were whirling in her head. Geoff gently caressed her trembling body, his hand sliding lovingly across her. He kissed her head, the aroma of her perfume and passion filling his nostrils. He wanted to tell her how he felt, how he had thought about her often, but his brain refused to act. All he could say was that he had missed her too but the gentle, loving touch of his hands told more than his words and Angel understood. He was still recovering from his divorce, the pain still tearing at him. She knew that tonight was something special. Maybe more would come of it, but only time would tell. Until then, they would just enjoy their time together. Angel snuggled up to him, Geoff held her tight, close to his heart. They drifted off to sleep in each other's arms, comfortable and safe. Geoff awoke the next morning with Angel spooned behind him, her breasts pressed against his back, her hand lying over his hip, holding his chest. She felt so good there, so natural. His cock began to stir, growing in length. Geoff rocked his hips, allowing the head to brush against Angel's hand. Her fingers came alive, softly stroking the tip, then sliding down the growing shaft. Geoff moaned, rocking his hips more, rubbing his ass against her pussy. He glanced at the clock, noting that they still had a couple of hours before they had to be downstairs. Angel kissed the back of his neck, nibbling on his skin. Her long fingers teased and stroked his cock, awakening it. "Mmmmmmmmmmmm," she moaned, "what do we have here?" Geoff turned around, taking her into his arms. "Good morning, hon," he said, smiling. Angel moaned as he pulled her against him, his cock pressing against her mound. They looked into one another's eyes, both knowing what the other was thinking. Angel rubbed her mound against him, feeling his hardness. Her breathing deepened, pressing her beasts against his firm chest. Geoff slipped his thigh between her legs, rocking back and forth against her sore pussy. They kissed deeply, as if trying to make up for lost time, their hands wandering over the other's trembling body. Without saying a word, Angel slid down him, until she reached the top of his now hard cock. She flicked her tongue over the tip, under the head and down the shaft. The hard rod twitched in response to her touch as Geoff moaned loudly. "Ooohhhh Angel... that feels soooo good," he cried, his hips rocking to her waiting mouth. Looking up at him, she opened her mouth, taking him all the way into her hungry mouth. She sucked hard, tightening her lips around the thick shaft. Her head bobbed up and down quickly, foregoing the foreplay. She wanted him badly and she wanted him now. His cock slipped out with a plop. Angel turned around, rubbing her firm ass against the hard cock. It felt so good, pressing between her cheeks. Love Rekindled I watched her walk naked into the room, my eyes devouring every nuance and curve as my heart raced and my flaccid cock began to stir. Her bright green eyes sparkled knowingly and a mischievous grin danced on her full lips. She was beautiful, sexy, intelligent and giving and I loved all of those things about her and more. I'd first met her nearly a decade earlier at a restaurant in Boston. We'd both been married then but we'd been drawn together by a powerful unseen and unstoppable force. Our first night together had been innocent and benign. We had slept together, fully clothed on a small roll-away bed in a hotel room with a half dozen friends. We lay on our sides with our bodies spooned tightly together and our fingers laced together as one. In the early morning as the sun outside began to rise and the others in the room slept peacefully around us our lips met in a tender kiss. Our passion had risen quickly to a fevered pitch and it had taken every once of self control to stop at just a kiss but our connection had been made and it would not be denied. We were a perfect pair. She was the Yin to my Yang and what followed was kismet but our star burned too brightly and it collapsed, albeit temporarily, under the gravity of expectation. Our affair had lasted eleven months but we remained connected in mind and spirit even when we had little to no actual contact there was rarely a doubt that we would eventually find our way back into each others arms. "What?" She asked with a glowing smile. She often displayed more than a hint of self consciousness despite her radiant beauty and I vividly recalled her covering her gorgeous, big natural breasts the first time we were ever alone together. She'd had a fuller figure when we'd first met but she had been equally beautiful and I'd never been able to tear my eyes away from her sensuous body or her pretty eyes. I'd noticed her eyes first despite her boutiful bosom but I'd always been drawn to a woman's eyes and hers were like sparkling emeralds. She was exceptionally bright and her intelligence was visible her eyes. "You're beautiful," I replied quickly as my cock ballooned between my strong, well defined skaters legs. I was in my mid forties but I kept myself fit by playing hockey, running and doing pushups if for no reason other than to look good to her. "I know," she teased playfully as she cupped her hands under her big firm d cup tits. They'd been double d's when we met a decade earlier and while I'd never been a breast man before her she had changed that in a hurry. I couldn't get enough of her body or her mind and she literally redefined my definition of sexy. Before I'd met her I had always been attracted to small breasted, petite, waspy blondes with long flowing hair. Her hair had been short, dark and even bright pink during our first eleven months together and she was full figured with a tiny waist, big boobs and an incredible round ass, but she was more attractive to me than anyone I'd ever seen and that hadn't changed at all in the nearly ten years we were apart. "Modest too," I said playfully as I silently beckoned her closer with a hungry gaze. I could smell the fresh scent of her body and I inhaled sharply drawing it into my lungs as I rolled onto my side and extended my hand towards her. It had been years since we'd been together but it felt like the blink of an eye, as though our time apart had been a mere speed bump in an eternity together. I'd never believed in fate or destiny before I met her. I had never believed in soul mates either but in the days and weeks after we'd first met I felt as though I'd known her all my life. It was as though our souls had been together long before we met and they'd been waiting for our bodies to catch up. That feeling had caused me to question my lack of faith in destiny and fate. "Exceptionally modest," she corrected with a devilish smile. She stepped closer and took my hand in hers. My eyes fluttered closed as I savored the warmth and softness of her hand. I had missed her touch. I had missed the smell of her body. I had missed the sound of her voice and the way her face lit up whenever our eyes met. I pulled her to the bed and ran my free hand up her soft supple thigh towards her smooth shaved pussy. The delicious aroma of her arousal wafted over me and my head started to spin as if my proximity to her was making me drunk. "Come here," I said softly but firmly. We had discovered early in our relationship that we shared many of the same sexual kinks, not the least of which was an attraction to the BDSM lifestyle. We both identified as switch but we shared a preference for the submissive role and because of that we traded off being dominant depending on our moods. But we were so in tuned with each other that we were rarely looking to be submissive at the same time. My finger touched her labia and she shivered lightly. "Ohhh," she sighed as she closed her eyes and focused on my touch. I hadn't touched her naked body in nearly a decade before that day but it felt simultaneously familiar and exceptionally exciting to do so even though we'd already made love once since entering the room. I had to fight my desire to throw her onto the bed and ravish her delectable body without the slow build that we both wanted and needed. "You're wet," I said matter of factly. My fingers slipped between her engorged lips and a flood of her juices flowed from her needy cunt. She had always produced a lot of juices, at least with me, and I pulled my hand away from her slick folds and examined it as she stood with her legs spread shoulder width, her chest thrust proudly out, her shoulders square and her hands clasped submissively behind her. My fingers glistened with her copious juices and I brought them to my lips while my eyes held her gaze. "You still taste divine," I said as I licked my wet hand like a kitten cleaning its paw. She tasted delicious and my recently deposited seed had done nothing to detract from that. We'd made love once shortly after closing the door behind us and it had been sensuous and passionate as we reacquainted ourselves with one another but we'd both recovered quickly from our respective climaxes and, as usual, we were hungry for more. Our sex life had been intense and dynamic from the very beginning. Our first weekend together we had sex eight times in 36 hours. It had been a combination of tender and loving, raw and passionate, and hard and dirty and it had left us both exhausted, sore and wanting more. To me she was like a drug and I was an addict. I fed on her and she on me and the most difficult part of that first time together had been saying goodbye. It had been nearly impossible to leave her after that first weekend and I could still remember the pain I felt watching tears stream down her face when I walked away to my gate inside the Reno airport. "Thank you Sir," she replied slipping effortlessly into her submissive persona. She had taken on the dominant role often in our first eleven months together and I had loved it when we delved into FemDom but during our time apart she had really embraced her submissive nature and I was eager to explore that side of her in detail. I knew punishing her would not come naturally despite my natural type A personality because I never wanted to hurt her but in our frequent conversations about BDSM she had assured me that she enjoyed the discipline just like I did and the physical pain added to her pleasure. "Would you like a taste?" I asked as my fingers slid back into her soaking wet grotto making her shudder and moan. Her lean athletic body shifted as she struggled not to squirm and writhe. My thumb touched her hard clit and a deep guttural grown spilled from her lips. She inhaled sharply and glanced down at me with soft puppy dog eyes. "Yes please," she answered softly. Her sweet, melodic voice shook with tremolo, betraying the depths of her excitement. The rich aroma of her arousal hung in the air and I brought my wet glistening hand to my face and inhaled deeply letting it fill my lungs before raising my fingers to her soft eager lips. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was slightly agape. I traced her lips with my juicy fingers coating them with her juices before pushing my fingers into her mouth. She sucked hungrily and enthusiastically on my digits with her tongue swirling around them like she was working my cock. Soft wimpers and moans rose from her heaving chest and I released her hand from my grasp before pulling her down onto the bed beside me. My hand slid up her back and I pulled her face to mine. I could smell her juices on her soft lips and I kissed her gently as I rolled her onto her back and straddled her waist. Her soft eyes, so seemingly innocent, looked up at me pleadingly and her lean body went limp as I stared intensely into her beautiful green orbs. "Are you thirsty?" I asked with a devilish smile and a knowing look crossed her beautiful face. "Mmm, yes Sir." Her lips parted and I let saliva spill from my mouth into hers like a mother bird feeding its young. We'd done the same thing during our first weekend together. It had been an instinctual thing but it was representative of how in sync we were. Her eyes went wide and she held my saliva in her mouth until I nodded giving her permission to swallow my juices. She did so, slowly, before licking her lips sensuously and gazing into my eyes. I continued to straddle her gorgeous body and dragged my ass up towards her pretty face as I held her eyes captive with a serious look. She knew what I wanted and a playful smile danced on her painted lips. "It's time to put your pretty mouth and tongue to work," I said as I bent my painfully stiff dick to her lips letting my natural musk engulf her. Her mouth opened wide and she licked the underside of my turgid manhood as I straddled her bountiful chest. My cock sprung upward when I released it and I inched higher letting my big hairless balls drop into her pretty mouth. She sucked gently on my sensitive orbs letting her tongue explore my silky flesh as her body squirmed excitedly beneath me. I moved higher and knelt astride her face before lowering my freshly washed but likely sweaty ass to her willing lips. Her long tongue slithered along my ass crack and snaked over my sensitive sphincter making me moan wantonly. Her hands gripped at my hips and she thrust her tongue inside me. The sensation was incredible and I wondered why I'd never asked her to do it before. I had of course licked her pussy and asshole countless times during our time together and it always drove her wild but I'd never asked her to lick my ass. She was not against ass play and one night when we were alone in my apartment she had viciously fingered my tight asshole while talking dirty to me. We had talked about getting a strap on so she could peg me but we had broken up before we did and I'd still never been pegged. My chest heaved and I leaned forward, steadying myself on my hands as my knees went weak from the intense pleasure of her probing tongue. My cock twitched incessantly and I ached to grab it and give myself relief but I was far from ready to conclude our torrid sexual interlude. I let her lavishly lap at my asshole for several long moments before climbing off her eager mouth and guiding my cock back into it as I lay beside her with my head near her soaking wet pussy. The rich scent of her arousal hung in the air and I savored the smell as it triggered a flood of memories from our time together. She sucked and slurped on my throbbing cock making my toes curl and my head spin. I slipped my hand into the valley between her strong runners legs and teased her needy sex making her excitement rise as I brought her to the brink of a climax without letting her cum. Her head bobbed taking my cock down her throat and her tongue wiggled from her mouth when she reached the root, licking my balls. The sensation of her talented tongue quickly brought me to the edge before she obediently backed off and edged me until her jaw ached. I took pity on her tired mouth and pulled her on top of me. We kissed deeply, our tongues entwined as we ground our bodies together like a pair of randy, sex starved teenagers. Kissing her had always been an intense, full body experience and nothing about that had changed during our time apart. I guided her onto all fours in front of me and rubbed the head of my cock across her frothy cunt lips. A deep needy moan spilled from her trembling lips as she looked back over her shoulder with a sultry expression and chewed on her bottom lip. "Do you want my cock?" I asked in a stern tone as I slapped her sexy round ass. "Yes please Sir," she squealed excitedly. I could see her juices liberally coating her shaved labia and I rubbed my cock head over them making her moan deep and low. She was hypersexed and ravenous but I wanted to tease her mercilessly. "How bad do you want my cock my Pet?" I asked as the sound of another stinging slap rang in our ears. The alabaster skin on her firm round ass turned bright red in the shape of my big hand and she groaned with need and desire. She had always had an affinity for pain and domination and during our first eleven months together we had experimented with some choking, slapping and we'd talked about knife play and getting a violet wand but we'd never done it. There were too many things we hadn't tried but we had a lifetime to try them all. "I need it badly Sir," she pouted. Her bottom lip curled and she chewed on it sexily as she looked back at me with soulful, pleading eyes that made me want and need her more than ever. The paradox between my swelling heart and her desire for rough sex converged and I grabbed her hips firmly and thrust the length of my cock into her quivering, needy cunt. A low growl, like something from an angry lioness, filled the air and I paused balls deep inside her, savoring the perfect fit of her soaking wet pussy as I teased her tight asshole with my thumb. "Thank you Sir," she panted loudly. She inhaled sharply when my thumb penatrated her sphincter and her entire body trembled and shook like it did whenever I would slowly run my tongue over her top lip when we kissed. I backed out until just the head of my thick circumcised dick remained inside her and then pushed my thumb deep enough inside her ass that I could feel my dick through the membrane separating the two passages. She squealed and panted. She'd always liked ass play and she needed my cock hard and fast. I knew knew that she was on the cusp of an intense climax. My thumb was two knuckles deep and I eased my dick back inside her at a torturously slow pace making her moan wantonly. "What's the matter my Pet?" I teased as I repeated my slow torturous attack on her needy cunt. I was enjoying the feel of my cock rubbing against my thumb separated only by a thin membrane and I wondered what it would feel like if it was another man's cock inside her ass while I was in her pussy. She had awakened my bi-curiosity during our first time together and though I'd still never touched another man sexually it had become an intense, recurring fantasy to do so. "I want to cum Master," she pouted. Her pretty eyes glimmered with desire and her pouty lip made me a sympathetic master. "You may cum Princess," I replied as I started to fuck her hard and fast. My thumb was still deep inside her ass and my hips slapped rhythmically against her firm cheek as I gripped her hip with my free hand. I could feel her fingers busily rubbing her swollen clit and her entire body tensed as she hovered on the edge of an epic climax. "Thank you Sir," she panted loudly. A string of unintelligible cries and moans spewed from her lips and her pussy clamped hard on my pistoning dick milking it to the point of no return as her body convulsed violently. I felt a spray of warm liquid hit my pelvis and I instantly realized that she had squirted. She had proudly admitted that she had learned how to squirt in the time leading up to our reconciliation and I was glad that I was able to get her there without her trusty Hitachi Magic Wand. Intense waves of pleasure washed over her and I fought hard not to climax until she was finished. She slumped forward and I erupted inside of her spewing copious ribbons of hot cum into the depths of her womb as I grunted and groaned like a wild animal. We collapsed on the bed and I wrapped my big, strong arms around her drawing her soft warm body tight against mine. Despite the difference in our height, I was a full foot taller than she, our bodies always fit together perfectly. Our lips met in a deep, passionate and emotion filled kiss. Our tongues danced together and I felt the beat of her heart sync with mine. "I'm not letting go," I said between kisses. I let my tongue trace her top lip and she shuddered wantonly. "Good because neither am I," she smiled happily. The road to happiness had been long and the obstacles had been many but after nearly a decade apart we had finally found our way back. We lay in each others arms, our chests heaving from the ferocity of our respective climaxes and our sweat soaked flesh pressed tightly together. "So what were you thinking when you had your thumb in my ass and your cock in my pussy?" She asked with a wry smile on her perfect kissable lips. "What do you think I was thinking?" I teased. We'd always been on the same page sexually and emotionally and I was sure she knew exactly what I had been thinking. It had often seemed like we shared a single brain. We'd always been in tune with each other to the point that during our time apart we would go months upon months without communicating but one of us would reach out at the same time that the other needed them. I thought back to the moment that she awakened my then latent bicuriosity. We had been three thousand miles and three time zones apart but we found ways to be in constant contact. We'd been fantasizing and role playing with a lot of Femdom scenarios and toying with the idea of pegging as well as swinging. We'd joined a website that catered to swingers in the hopes that we could find a woman to help us fulfill our mutual fantasy for a threesome with another woman. She had told me early in our relationship that she considered herself bisexual and at the time our biggest fantasy was to bring another woman into our bed for both of us to share. The problem we found was that finding a single bisexual girl was akin to capturing a unicorn so we set our sights on soft swap couples with bi women. We, or more specifically she, befriended a few couples on the site that fit the bill but unbeknownst to me the men in the couples were bi-curious and the thought of watching me with another guy had started to intrigue her. One day we were chatting on line and she asked me if I would ever suck her girl cock if it was on someone else. I quickly replied that I would as I pictured it fastened to another woman while my beautiful girlfriend sucked my cock. "Even if it was on a guy," she asked and I paused. I knew exactly what she was asking and I had a sudden, unexpected epiphany. "Do you want to see me suck another man's cock?" I asked as I shivered with excitement. I had never consciously considered touching another man's dick and aside from a single dream about a shemale I'd never had an unconscious thought about doing so before that but as I watched the words appear on my computer a spark of interest and curiosity ignited inside me. "Kind of," she replied. "I mean I know that we both said that guy/guy stuff did nothing for us and I know you're straight but I think under the right circumstances it would be really hot." "What are the right circumstances?" I asked. I felt a familiar tingle between my legs. I closed my eyes and pictured a naked, hard bodied and well hung guy in front of me. I had never before considered the male body appealing but at that moment it was. Love Rekindled "He'd have to be muscular and shaved with a big, pretty cock," she answered. As usual her idea of hot and mine were perfectly aligned. "So would you do it?" "I think you're right. Under the right circumstances it would be hot so yes I would in the right situation. Does that surprise you?" "Kind of, but not really," she replied. "I know you better than anyone remember." "Even myself apparently," I teased. I had never connected with anyone so completely on any level much less every level before and from there our fantasies took off unfettered by social conventions. She asked if I would swallow a load of cum and I told her that I would. She asked if I would let a guy fuck my ass and I told her that I probably would. "What about a glory hole?" She had once asked and I told her that because of disease gloryholes were scary but the idea did seem hot and she agreed. It seemed there was almost nothing we wouldn't at least consider and I suspected that hadn't changed in our time apart. "I was thinking how hot it would be to have another guy with us and feeling his cock rubbing against mine while we double penatrate you," I answered her question honestly. "Oh yeah, would you like that Piggy?" She teased. She had given me that nickname when we were first together and exploring Femdom. It had stuck with me and even when I was in a dominant role I embraced my inner pig slut. "Yes ma'am," I answered as we transitioned from her being submissive to me taking the subservient role. Our interaction had always been seemless and while the stress of the outside factors had made us fight when we were first together we had always worked well together because we were cut from the same cloth. "Do you still crave a big juicy cock in your sexy mouth," she asked. She pushed her fingers into my mouth and I could taste her pussy on her skin. My heart raced and my cock stirred anew. "Yes Mistress," I said sheepishly as I lost myself deep in her beautiful hazel green eyes. I remembered looking into her eyes like that the time we were in Las Vegas with friends of mine years earlier. We had just gazed into each other with glazed expressions and I'd never felt more loved before or since. "Good," she purred in a deep sexy tone. "I'd like that too. And I'd like to feel two cocks inside me at once. Would that make you jealous?" "A little," I confessed. When we were first discussing threesomes I had never allowed myself to consider another man fucking her but in our time away from each other I had grown. I knew it would be painful to watch another man's cock giving her pleasure but I realized how selfish it was to deny her what she was not only willing but anxious to experience with me, especially since we had discussed sharing a woman dozens of times. The truth was that I loved her and I wanted her to experience all that life had to offer. Her happiness had always been first and foremost to me and watching her experience pleasures that only two men at one time could bring her would far outweigh any petty jealousy I would feel when another man was inside of her. Her soft hand reached between my legs and she squeezed my still flaccid but stirring cock. I'd already cum twice in the three hours that we'd been together and at 45 my recovery times had slowed from where they were when I was in my thirties but no one had ever gotten me more excited and faster than she did and I knew it wouldn't be long before I was hard and ready to go. "I think my Piggy needs a little more time," she purred softly as she rolled over and knelt beside me. She pushed down on my chest and swung her leg over my head so that her pussy hovered inches above my mouth. "But I'm ready for more." The briny scent of her cum filled pussy filled my head and my mouth started to water profusely. "Lick your cum from my cunt Pig." Her tone had morphed from timid to playful and then to stern and demanding and my tongue flicked out of my mouth as she lowered her sloppy wet hole onto my face. My nose nestled in the crack of her ass and pressed against her sphincter as my mouth vacuumed my seed from her pussy. A large dollop of thick, warm cream filled my mouth and I held it there for a moment savoring the taste and texture. I'd often tasted and swallowed my jizz in the years since I'd discovered my latent bicuriosity and I ached to taste a fresh load from a throbbing cock but a part of me felt that it would be even hotter licking another man's cum from the woman that I loved. "Good Piggy, get it all," she panted as she squirmed on top of me making my face resemble a honey glazed donut. My tongue flicked over her engorged clit and her body responded with another less intense but no less welcomed climax. She cried out deep and low as waves of pleasure rolled through her beautiful body. I couldn't see her but I felt her legs quiver and I pictured her squeezing her perfect tits as she came hard. Her juices flooded my face and I sucked them from her like they were the nectar of the gods, which to me they were. My cock had grown fully rigid while she rode my face and she spun around quickly as she slid down my body. I gripped my dick in my hand and guided it to her frothy wet hole letting her impale herself on me. Her pretty eyes sparkled and danced excitedly as her hips ground against mine with my cock balls deep inside of her. The feeling of being inside her, joined as one, was complete and total bliss for both of us and I was glad we'd found our way back. I was resolute that I wouldn't let her get away again. I looked up into her eyes and felt my heart swell. My hands grabbed her hips and she leaned forward until our lips met in a deep wet kiss. No one had ever kissed me like her and my eyes closed tight. The taste of her lips on mine and the feeling of our tongues entwined was devine. My breathing quickened and my entire body moved in sync with hers. Every movement appeared to be choreographed by a higher power and my hands roamed over her silky skin. "Make me cum Baby," she said in a throaty voice that was dripping with desire. Her use of the word baby signaled an end to her dominance. She climbed off my cock and laid down beside me. Her eyes were glazed with lust and as I rolled on top of her she guided me back inside her womb. I kissed her hard and took back control. I ran my hands over her body and moved them to her delicate throat. Her eyes got big and an excited smile spread across her lips. "Yes please," she croaked as she looked pleadingly up at me. She had always loved it when I was rough with her which is not to say we always had rough sex. Our sex life from the beginning had been a mix of passionate love making, raw hard sex, and kinky depravity in equal measures and we always knew what the other needed. I squeezed her throat, restricting her air flow as I pounded my cock into her like a jackhammer. Her body shook and her hips thrust up to meet mine. I released my grip on her throat and she gasped for breath. The color returned to her face and she smiled again. "More please," she said weakly. Her hips continued to meet mine and I squeezed her throat again. As her breathing labored and weezed her body was rocked by another intense climax soaking me and the bed beneath us. I released her throat but continued to fuck her hard until the final wave washed over her beautiful body. Her makeup was smeared and her cheeks and breast plate was flushed crimson but she looked beyond beautiful. I knew from experience that her ravenous thirst was not yet sated and I looked into her glossy eyes. "What would you like now my Pincess," I asked as I fucked her with smooth, languid strokes. "Fuck my ass," she said in a thick raspy tone. We had talked about ass sex when we were first together but we'd never managed to get my rather thick cock into her very tight ass. In the years we'd been apart she had worked on stretching her sphincter and she'd told me that she'd come to love being fucked in her ass. "Roll over," I said with a smile. I lifted her ass into the air and knelt behind her gorgeous round ass. I remembered one time when we had been in a hotel. It had been a tumultuous weekend during the holidays and the stress of our situation had made us fight and argue but at one point we were in bed with her on all fours and me behind her with my tongue in her ass. That scene had left an indelible mark in me and as I pushed my tongue into her she moaned wantonly. I lavished wet oral attention on her ass, saliva spilling from my lips and coating her delicious ass. I pushed deep and stretched her wide with my eager tongue before spitting into my hand and coating my cock with spittle. "Do you want it," I teased. I rubbed the slick spongy tip across her asshole and she whimpered like an excited puppy. Her round ass wagged like a dog, silently pleading for my cock to invade the depths of her bowels. "Please Sir," she moaned needily as she looked back at me with lust in her beautiful eyes. I increased pressure and the flared head of my cock eased inside of her. Her sphincter gripped my shaft as I fed it deep until my balls pressed against her molten cunt. I grabbed her hips and spit onto my shaft as I backed out, leaving just the tip inside of her. I started slowly but my pace increased and my body slapped against hers. I'd never fucked a person's ass before and I couldn't believe how tight it was. It squeezed my shaft and milked my cock. I could feel her fingers rubbing her clit and fingering her pussy. "You wish we had another cock here don't you Princess?" I teased as my cock pistoned into her ass. "Yes Master," she panted breathlessly. I knew that she was building to another epic climax and I wanted to feel her cum with my dick in her ass. "Would you like two more cock Princess? One in your cunt and one in your mouth while I fuck your tight sexy ass." "Oh gawd," she grunted like a wounded animal. "Yes." I pounded harder making her whole body rock with each powerful thrust of my cock. High pitched yelps and cries spilled from her lips and her body tensed. I knew she was imagining herself as the center of a gang bang. Three or more men whose sole purpose was to bring her pleasure. Her arms bent, lowering her pretty face to the bed with her ass in the air. Her ass squeezed like a vise on my dick and I felt my cock start to erupt inside her. It was an incredibly powerful climax and I'd only cum that hard once in my life. It had, of course, been with her when we were in Las Vegas together. We were alone in a room I was sharing with two other guys. It had been a magical weekend filled with a mix of romance and wild wanton desire. We'd spent time holding hands and being in love by a twenty foot tall Buddha statue outside of the Venetian Hotel and Casino. We'd had a quiet dinner together and we later had sex while both my friends slept in the same room but that time she had fingered my asshole and dominated me until we fucked hard and sweaty. When I came it had felt like the top of my cock had come off from the force of my climax and my balls had literally felt drained of every drop of cum inside them. I collapsed beside her and rolled onto my side facing her. "I love you," I said. My heart was filled to bursting point with emotions and I fought back tears of happiness. I pulled her close and kissed her deeply yet tenderly reveling in the feeling of her naked body against mine. "I love you too," she sang softly. My hand rested on her hip and hers on mine. I looked into her eyes and she looked into mine. I felt happier than I could remember and more complete than ever before. I was exhausted and certainly spent for the night but I knew that we had a lifetime to make up for our time apart and I knew that our souls would spend all eternity together.