3 comments/ 30161 views/ 3 favorites Long Lost Friend By: fae_bella I hadn't intended to work late that night... I knew you had made plans to go out with a friend of yours. When I arrived home, you were already sitting in the living room, dressed and ready to go. You just smiled at me with a shake of your head. "Kind of figured you'd end up being late. Go take a shower, I'll get something out for you, ok?," You said with a sigh, getting off the couch, though you were still working on your tie. You always had trouble with those... "I'm sorry, hun...," I said meekly, stepping into the bathroom and stripping down for my shower. I had the feeling your eyes were on me through the transparent shower curtain. "Care to join me?," I teased, running my soaped hands along my body, over my breasts, then down along my thighs. "We really don't have time," you replied, though your voice was rather hoarse. "Maybe after." With that, you quickly left the bathroom. I couldn't help but giggle at that. I stepped out of the shower, finding my matching black lace bra and thong set waiting for me on the side of the sink, as well as a black dress hanging on the hook. I slipped the bra on, pulling my D cup breasts up to show a high amount of cleavage. The thong moved with ease over my shaved lower region, and showed off my bottom through the clingy black dress. With this much black, I figured I needed something to shine... so I put on my diamond cat pendant necklace, which hung just above my breasts. "Honey? Where are my black heels?," I called as I came out of the bathroom- only to find you standing there, holding them out to me. Your eyes widened on sight of me. "Damn, I missed that dress." You put the shoes in my open hands, then nodded towards the door. "Gotta go, babe. Gotta go." I wasn't sure if you were trying to hurry me- or remind yourself. I knew that look in your eyes.... You were hornier than a rhino. You ushered me into the jeep, then headed for the main route. Your eyes would dart from the road to the edge of my dress, and I could hear your hard swallowing as you tried to be good. Well, that only made it more fun for me... I slipped my hand along the hem, pulling my dress up over the top of my thigh, showing the side of the thong. I glanced at you, seeing the look on your face... I moved the hand higher, then across, laying on my crotch. I heard you moan. "You know, you really shouldn't distract the driver like that...," You growled. "Sorry." I moved my hand back away, looking at you sheepishly. I hadn't meant to upset you. I had just thought that I could- "Didn't tell you to stop, did I?" I blinked at that. "What?" You shot me a smirk. "Tonight's a fun night. You have fun... Keep yourself occupied til we get there." You took my hand, guiding it back down across the thong. "We've got a bit of a drive left." Your fingers lifted the lace slightly, then glided my hand down against the skin beneath. I moaned, loving it when you guided my hand like that. You moved my fingers against the edges of my pussy, guiding them across the folds, across the inner lips... I was already getting wet from it all. I heard you chuckle as you felt it too. I looked to you as you pulled your own hand away, starting to take my own out as well. "No." You shook your head, grabbing my wrist. "We're not there, are we? You keep going." Bossy boy! I loved it. I did as you said, returning my fingers to their prior mission; rubbing against my pussy lips. I gave a whimper as it began to build, licking my finger and running it along the outer edges, then against my clit. I groaned loudly at that, looking up to see your eyes glued to me. "Road...," I gasped out, giving a jolt of a nod towards the windshield. "I should- stop..." You gave another growl of frustration, turning your eyes back to the road. "Don't you dare... You have to cum before we get there." HAVE to? I wasn't about to ask... Instead, I continued to tease myself, my fingers alternating between rubbing my clit and delving within my pussy, lingering within the wet folds and running along the inner walls. I groaned again, pressing the fingers further inside, then began to pump them, in and out, fingering myself hard. I cried out again, feeling my body tense about the digits. "That's it, baby... Fuck yourself!" Your shouts got louder as my own drowned you out. "Fuck that pussy- soak you fingers... drench your thong..." You grinned at me as I sunk into the passenger seat, spent. "Feel better?" "I'm...a mess...," I whimpered, reaching for the glove box so I could get something to clean up. All we had was the antibacterial liquid... I squirted a little in my hands, wiping them off, but wasn't sure what to do about my thong. It was soaked- just as you had demanded. "Honey...?" "Don't worry about it. I don't think anyone will really notice unless they're staring at you. Besides, we're gonna be sitting. Who'll see?" You pulled into the parking lot, finding a spot and smiling at me. "That was, by the way, damned entertaining." I fought a blush as you got out of the car, glancing up as you opened my door. "Who is it we're meeting, anyways? One of your work friends?" "Uhh- no...." You seemed hesitant on the subject. "A friend I haven't seen in a bit- someone I thought you'd get along with. Figured you should meet." You offered your arm. "C'mon hun." As we entered, I looked around the room, looking got see if there were any lone guys... Which one was your friend? The head waiter came over, asking how many there were in our party- but you quickly dismissed him. "Oh, no, I have a friend already waiting... Over there! Thanks anyways." You led me across the room, to a table where another woman close to our age sat. Woman? Well, I had been a little one-sided in my guess. Of course... You had a number of girl friends from college and high school. I shouldn't nave just guessed it to be a guy. "Cee? This is my wife, Lea. Lea, this is Cee." You smiled, letting me slide into the booth before you. "Hi, Lea." Cee smiled as you sat down, placing her left hand across the table as her right slid through her short brown hair, playing with the dragonfly hairpin that held it in place. "It's been awhile, huh, hun? Thought I'd never see you." "Yeah... well... You know how things are. Easily distracted anymore." You smirked, placing you arm around me. I suddenly felt like I was blushing again. "Would you two like a drink? I was thinking of hitting the bar." "That'd be awesome. A Tom Collins, please?," Cee asked, glancing to me. "How about you, Lea? You're rather quiet." "She's kinda shy, Cee." You gave me a forgiving smile. "You're usual, hun?" "Please." I looked to Cee as you walked away, giving a weak smile. "So how long have you two been married?," Cee asked, still playing with the hairpin. I hadn't noticed how bright a blue her eyes were. "A few months...." I gingerly pointed towards the pin. "That's a really pretty dragonfly." I was 23, yet I acted like a 7 year old.. what the heck was wrong with me? "And you've got a gorgeous pussy." Well, I hadn't expected THAT one-! "Um- What?" "Your necklace, babe." Cee pointed to the diamond cat, her fingers sliding against my breast as she did so. A shiver shot up my spine from it... Which Cee must have noticed. "You ok?" "Yeah... I'm fine." Where were you with those drinks? I turned to look at the bar- only to turn back and find Cee right next to me. "Oh- um, I'm sorry." Cee laughed. "You looked like you were freezing. Figured I'd come a little closer... I'm on fire." She gave a little shrug. "Had a few drinks already and you know what they can do...!" I smiled. "I get like that too. Kinda tipsy, though." "We'll be sure to keep an eye on that, then." Cee put a hand on my shoulder. "Oh, wow, you ARE freezing!" Her arm went completely around me. It was so soft... and she smelled like raspberries... "Feel better, hun?" her other hand moved back along the chain of my necklace, lifting the pendant so she could look at it again. "Such a pretty pussy." I was starting to wonder if she was just having fun saying that to me... The chain fell back against my skin, but I still felt the warmth of her hand as it ran against my cheek. She turned my face towards hers, kissing me firmly on the lips. I had never been kissed by another woman before. Her lips felt so soft against mine, slick from both our lipsticks melding together... Her hand still sat behind my cheek, holding me to her. Her tongue inched my mouth open slightly, delving in to find my own. Slightly surprised, slightly aroused, my own tongue met with hers, tasting the lingering wine she had spoke of. It only added to the incredible feeling she had created inside me. We both jumped at the sound of clinking glasses, pulling away to find you back at the table. You said nothing- only stood there smiling. "Oh, great- thanks!" Cee sat up, taking her drink and sipping it. Her hand still hung over my shoulder, playing with my arm. "Lea, don't you want yours?" "Huh? Oh- um... Yeah." I picked up the glass, but was still in awe- not only over Cee's kiss, but your lack of reaction. "Well, nice to see you two are getting along." You smiled, taking a drink. "Cee, what have you been up to lately?" "Oh, a bit of everything. Right now I'm working on an independent film.. Its nothing much. How about you?," Cee asked, leaning around me slightly to talk to you. It gave me a view down the front of her dress- which I hadn't meant to do, but found hard not to do. Her breasts were slightly smaller than mine- probably a C cup. As she leaned back, she caught my downward glance, smirking and giving one in return. I realized her attention wasn't on your words as you replied to her question... It was instead on me. "You're really attractive in that dress...," She whispered, running her hand against the side of my hip. "And apparently you're aroused too..." She noticed the wet mark from the car! I reddened. "Um.." I grabbed my glass, taking a long quick drink. It wasn't I was uncomfortable with her advances.. In fact, I WAS aroused by it... but to have her notice that- well, that was uncomfortable. "Don't be ashamed. I find it very hot," She whispered, her tongue sliding against my ear. "What do you say to us all getting out of here, hmm?" I nodded slowly. She could have made me a puddle at her feet if she kept that up... I wondered what your thoughts were on all this. You had to have known what was going on. I glanced towards you, running my hand up along your thigh- and finding that you too were incredibly aroused. My hand moved further, teasing your cock. Cee must have spotted what my hand was doing, as she began to lick my ear once again. I closed my eyes, enjoying it all. "Let's go...now.... I so wanna fuck you both.... " Cee whispered into my ear, sliding out from the booth, me following like an obedient puppy. You were right behind us, having left money on the table. Your arousal was incredibly noticeable- but not one of us cared. All we wanted was to get back in that car. Cee smirked as you unlocked the doors, glancing at me. "Get in back with me." "I should probably get in the fr-," I started. "In back with Cee," You interrupted sharply, looking at me. "Go on." I slid into the seat, Cee coming in from the other side, her hands immediately moving about my waist and neck, pulling me closer to her as she planted kisses against my breast. I looked up at you in the rearview as you started the car, as if to ask your permission to take Cee's advances. You just smiled, pulling out of the parking lot. You were enjoying this! "Cee...," I whispered, running my hand against her head as her lips nuzzled against me. "Shh." She sat back up, pushing me against the other door and kissing my lips once more. She tasted wonderful... This time it was my tongue that worked its way against hers, sliding between her red lips, twining with her own delicious tongue. Cee gave a groan, straddling me in the seat and pulling the straps of my dress down. "I wanna get you wet again, baby," she growled as she pulled her mouth free of mine. I sat up a bit as she said that, a bit afraid of what she had planned. "Wait a sec-" "I said SHH." Cee glanced to you in the rearview with a frown. "May I borrow your tie?" You only raised an eyebrow, but nodded. Cee smiled, reaching up around you shoulders and undoing it, her mouth sliding against the side of your neck as she did so. I heard a low growl emulate from you once more, causing her to bite down on your skin. She smiled again as she slowly pulled away, nibbling your ear. "Your turn is when we get home, big guy." She glanced at me, holding the silk tie in her hands. "You, however..." She pounced upon me, tying the cloth about my mouth. "You will learn to listen to me." I whimpered from behind the cloth in protest, but only came out in grunts and groans. Cee just kept smiling. "There's a good girl." She shoved her hand against my shoulder once more, pressing me against the window of the jeep as she leaned down, her mouth parting enough for her tongue to trail the path where my bra and dress strap once rested, continuing to push the original occupants further down my body as she moved. Her lips now met with my left breast, nipping and lathing it in ways that made me moan loudly. She found the nipple, giving it first a gentle brush with her tongue to which it immediately responded, perking up for more. She gave it its request, diving upon it with her teeth, suckling and biting it with gusto. I groaned again, this time with incredible pleasure. "Oh, yummy," Cee giggled, looking up at me as she lifted my legs so that one rested behind the seat, the other in front of her behind your seat. "You react so well to me. I love it... and I haven't even gotten to the fun stuff yet." Her hand slid up under my dress as she spoke, her pointer finger finding my clit through the thin lace underwear. I groaned once more, my head falling against the window. The panties shifted over, giving the curious digit access now to the full pussy- which she took advantage of. Her finger explored along my outer folds, tracing every inch, then returned to pinch the clit with her thumb. I whimpered at that, shifting about in the seat. I wanted someone to fuck me. Namely Cee. "Would you take a look at her?," She asked, grinning at me darkly. "She is so damn horny. Bet she wants me to lick that little hole so bad..." her eyes brightened as I blushed. "Ooh, she DOES!" "Cee." Your voice was rather flat- something that surprised me. "We're almost home." "Oh, oh, right." She took up her purse, opening it and removing a small cylinder. What was THAT?, I wondered to myself, though couldn't exactly ask it.. She glanced to me, smiling as she reached into my panties once more. Her hand pulled away- but something was still rubbing me-A vibe! She had shoved a vibrator into my underwear! "GNNN-!," I groaned out, thrashing in the seat as the vibe turned up a notch, giriating hard against my swollen clit. I glanced up long enough to see you staring at me in the rearview, your eyes full of lust and full-out animalistic desire. "Fuck- yeah... c'mon, baby, cum for me... show Cee what you can do, baby." I closed my eyes, trying to control myself... then felt something wet against my left hand. I opened my eyes slowly, finding Cee's pussy rubbing against my fingers. She was masturbating off my hand! Feeling her wet skin sliding against my digits, the vibe claiming my pussy, the scent of her mixing with my own- it was just too much. I groaned from around your tie, almost screaming as I came. Cee laughed, pulling herself away from my coated hand and resting back into the seat, in full view of my soaked thong. She tugged on the cord attached to the vibe, causing it to wriggle about in front of my sensitive zone. "You aren't getting it out of there yet, baby. I still want more playtime." The jeep stopped, pulling into the driveway. Cee helped me to sit up, wrapping my coat about my shoulders and taking me out of the vehicle. I glanced over to you, seeing you take a bag from the back. Where had that come from? Cee helped me get into the house, then into the living room. She immediately took the coat off of me, then yanked the dress free of my body, leaving me to stand nude aside from my vibe-filled thong. "sit," She commanded, pointing to the wooden chair. She then reached into the purse once more, taking out 4 handcuffs, which she used to bind both wrists and ankles to the chair. She then reached down, feeling the edges of my panties once again. "You're not wet anymore..." She gave a shrug. "Guess we'll hafta work on that one." She turned around as you came into the room, your shirt and fly open. Your eyes lit up as you saw me, then smiled to Cee. "Perfect." You moved over to me, running your hands across my cheeks, then down to gruffly grab my breasts. "Cee, suck on them." She bent down as you held it, taking my tit in her teeth once more. I groaned from behind the tie, more so as you matched her by taking the other in your own mouth. I glanced down long enough to see you fondling her breasts as well, your eyes still full of that carnal desire. "its my turn." You sat down on the couch, then beckoned for Cee to come over in front of you. "Take off that dress." She did as you stated, lifting it up and over her head. Her pierced nipples already had a gold chain running between them, which you reached up and grabbed. She squeeked, then fell to her knees before you. "Yes?," She asked coyly, looking up a you for her current position. "Suck on me." You pulled your length free of your pants, grasping hold of her hair and pulling her to you. Her mouth greedily enveloped you, the loud slurps and sucks very audible to me. I gave a few whimpers, tugging at my binds. You glanced up, raising an eyebrow. "What, darling? Jealous?" You pushed Cee aside, then stood up, coming over to me. "Then you do it. Suck my cock." You shoved it closer, lowering the tie from my mouth, your length now pressed against my lips. My mouth opened, taking you in and lathing you in my saliva, though I could still taste her saliva as well. You pounded my mouth for a few minutes, having me suck him harder as Cee watched us. "Check her," You suddenly growled, looking to Cee. Cee nodded, reaching over again and running her fingers against my pussy. "Not quite." She shrugged, sticking the finger into her mouth as she looked to you. "Then you." You grabbed my hair, pulling me away from your cock, then lifting the tie back up and turning towards Cee. "Bend over and hold onto the arms of the chair," you commanded. She did as you requested, grinning as she faced me, her ands planted firmly before my own on the arms of the chair. I was staring right into her face as she waited for you, the smile huge on her lips. She bent forward a bit more, kissing me through the cloth, only to give a loud gasp as you shoved yourself within her depths. "FUCK!," She shouted, slamming back against you. "Oh, yeah-!" "Look at her!," You demanded, grabbing hold of her hair and pulling her head up to look at me. "Show her what SHE looks like when I screw her!" Cee cried out again, her nails digging into the arms as her breasts swayed with the motions, pressing against mine. I groaned as well, shocked at the fact I was becoming aroused by this. "It fell out!," Cee managed to say between cries. "Her vibe fell out!" You looked down, seeing the small cylinder dancing across the floor, then gave another growl. "Then get that thong off her and eat that pussy! I wanna fuck her next and she'd BETTER be wet for me!" To punctuate it, you thrusted even harder, causing her to wrench forward against me. Her fingers fumbled to get the unders down to my ankles, then her face bent lower to meet against my pussy. I groaned as her tongue lathed me, watching you as you pounded her. I had never seen such a side to you! Granted, you had been rough and bossy with me before, but nothing like this- My god it was a turn on. I moaned loudly through the cloth, feeling her hot breath against my mound as she moaned as well, still rocking from your forceful pounding. Her lips latched onto my clit, sucking on it as her body moved. Long Lost Friend "You two are such a sight," you growled, still drilling her from behind. "Two little sluts, for my pleasure..." You slapped her ass, then pushed down on the back of her head. "Keep it up! Grind that tongue in her! You like it from a woman, honey? Like her fucking you?" I heard you chuckle as I groaned a reply. "How is she, Cee?" Cee pulled up from my pussy in a gasp of pleasure. "She's wonderful- and so wet-" "perfect." You pulled out of Cee, causing her to cry out. "Hush," you commanded, the grabbed the bottom rung of the chair I was tied to, causing the chair to fall backwards. I gave a yelp at that. "quiet for you too! Cee, shut her up- Put that wet box of yours on her lips!" Cee eagerly followed your instructions, straddling my head and placing her pussy above my mouth. "You heard him. Shut up and fuck it." I whimpered, stretching my head back and licking her. She was already very wet from your cock pounding her, coating my tongue with her juices. I had never tasted anything like that... I wondered what it was like straight from the source, plunging my tongue inside her. I groaned as her tastes flooded me, amazed by it all. "She loves it...," you chuckled. "beautiful slut. She's so open down here, too..." I groaned as your fingers slid around my hole, barely finding inside me. The position I was in left you a perfect way to do as you pleased to my lower region. "Just waiting for me to do this." As you spoke, you shoved your cock deep within my pussy. I screamed out, but the sound only met with the inside of Cee's folds, causing her to squeel in delight. "Ohh yeah! Fuck her hard! Her screams feel so good on my pussy!" Cee gasped onto my tits, playing with them as she rode my face. "That cock feel good, girl? Huh? Slammin' that slick cunt of yours? And how's my pussy? Ohhh, you keep that up... Suck that clit..." I heard you give a grunt of a laugh, your pistoning hips claiming my pussy with force. "Shit, I love hearing you talk like that... Naughty bitches..." You leaned forward, kissing Cee forcefully as I continued to eat her out. When you released her lips, she pulled back with a cry. "Ahhhh- Keep it up, Lea- Keep it up- I'm gonna cum! Drink it - Drink it up, girl!" She writhed about in delight, her body expelling a flood of gush into my mouth. I gasped, trying hard to keep from choking on it. The sounds and sights of Cee's climax seemed to be just enough to set you off on your own, bucking hard into my body as you groaned loudly. My own body hit its heights, squirming about wildly as you filled me with your release. "Now that was nice...," You groaned, collapsing against me. Cee had curled up next to the chair, her chest still heaving from her orgasm. "Cee..?," I whispered, looking over towards her. "Can... you keep in touch?" She gave a light laugh. "You bet, hun." Long Lost Friends My physical description is in the first paragraph of my story "I Thought She Was Straight". This is a story about the first girl I ever kissed, and what happened much later. I have this friend named Britney. She's a natural blonde and she has brown eyes, which is almost as hot as being a brunette with blue or green eyes. I don't go for blondes any more than I do any other hair color, but for some reason it seems like a lot of the women I've done stuff with have been blonde. Brit's very petite, even smaller than I am. She's maybe 5'1 and her weight is proportionate to her height. She has a cute, bubbly personality but can be serious sometimes. She's the stereotypical blonde when it comes to personality, but not intelligence. Stupidity is one of the biggest turn offs ever. Britney, me and two other (female) friends were standing around talking on a balcony at some party four years ago. Somehow we started talking about kissing girls, and what it would be like. My friends all said that they wanted to try it, but I really didn't. I had no problem with girls kissing each other, it just wasn't something that I wanted to take part in myself. Thinking back on it, I think the reason I didn't want to do it was because I was afraid of what I'd feel if I did. I remember as far back as 7th grade, I fantasized about girls but I wouldn't admit to myself what it meant. I always figured I just looked up to them or something, but that still didn't explain why these visions of me and whatever girl I "looked up to" making out kept on popping into my head. I kept telling Britney about how I really didn't want to kiss girls, etc etc while she just looked at me, when suddenly she just shoved me against the wall and kissed me. I was too surprised to react, so I just stood there but didn't kiss back as she pushed her lips against mine. There was no tongue involved but it was definitely not a peck. She pulled back and I think I said something like, "That wasn't so bad," or something along those lines. This was four years ago, so I don't remember word for word what we said. We all ended up kissing each other, and once when I kissed Britney again she used her tongue a little bit. I had been French kissed before, but not that often and never by another girl, and as soon as I felt her tongue I immediately pulled away and started making gagging sounds. I was feeling some pretty strong emotions but even now I can't really tell what all of them were. There was a lot of confusion, excitement, and even some disgust at myself. I knew that whatever I was feeling, I was at least having fun. After the party, we never really talked about what had happened. I think most of the other girls just marked it off as experimentation and forgot about it. Me and Britney eventually started becoming really close friends, but as a result of something else, not the party. I didn't notice it at the time, but there was a lot of sexual tension in our friendship. She kept telling me how "gorgeous" I was, and she often got lost in my eyes, literally. She'd say something about how my eyes were beautiful, and she'd stare at them with this kind of dreamy expression on her face. It was weird. Another time, we were sitting side by side talking, and I noticed that the back of her hand was resting in my crotch. "Um, your hand is in my crotch." She gave a sheepish little giggle, and turned her hand and cupped my pussy with her hand. I didn't move for a second but I took her hand away and placed it in her own lap, and continued the conversation as if nothing had happened. We'd also find the littlest excuse to make out. Ever since the party, I'd become more and more open to the idea of making out with another girl, and we did it at every opportunity. Once we had a cigarette but no lighter, and we decided to take off our shirts and walk down the beach. The first group we found, we decided that we'd make out with each other if they gave us a lighter. Instead the first group we found happened to be some people we knew. With a video camera. The story got around, but luckily our names were not included. Especially when we found out she was going to be moving away, our friendship seemed more like a relationship but I didn't notice it at the time. It was very intense. She moved to Canada, and we lost contact with each other as often happens. A couple months ago, however, she came back to visit. Everyone had been talking about it for months. She had been very well liked by everyone so we were all excited for her to come back. Me and about a dozen other people went to the airport to greet her, and when we first saw her walking out of the luggage area everyone, including her, started screaming. She didn't see me at first because everyone was piling on top of her, hugging her, all that, but I saw her face under somebody's arm and our eyes met. I swear, time stopped. Her eyes widened and she detached herself from the group, with some difficulty. She screamed my name and ran over to me and jumped into my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist. I almost fell over under her weight so she got down and gave me the tightest hug I've ever received. We didn't let go for a really long time until the other people there started snickering and saying maybe they should leave us alone. We got control of ourselves and let go, but even when she was talking to other people she'd constantly look over at me or find some way to hold my arm or hand or something. We all went to a restaurant that was open 24 hours and somehow she managed to sit on my lap. I was starting to really get annoyed at everyone else because I just wanted to be alone with her, even if just to talk to her for the first time in two years. She was kept busy by the other people, but whenever she moved she'd grind her ass into my lap which distracted me a lot. Finally everyone started leaving, but Britney had to leave with my best friend because the plan was for her to stay at my best friend's house while she was here. Before she left, I managed to invite her to a party I was throwing that Friday night. She smiled and said she'd be there. Friday night came and so did she. (Actually, both of us did, several times. But that was later). It was about 8 or so when a few of us decided we wanted to smoke some weed. We went up onto a balcony (does this remind you of anything?) and smoked out. Everybody left for one reason or another and eventually it was me and Britney alone on the balcony. We were both really feeling it. Whenever I'm really stoned, I can't hold a conversation. Other people seem to be different but I can't concentrate at all when I'm stoned. So she was talking away while I was trying really hard to listen. Finally I said something like, "I can't talk when I'm stoned. I just like making out because everything gets really, really sensitive," and she said, "We can do that too," and kissed me. It was a very aggressive kiss and I quickly found myself lying on the ground with her on top of me. It's so weird, to feel like you're rocking back and forth when you're kissing someone. But at the same time, whenever I concentrate on a body part it gets really sensitive. So my lips were tingling and I could really feel her lips against mine. I pushed my tongue between her lips and we both moaned a little when our tongues touched. The good thing about weed is that unlike alcohol, it doesn't make you forget anything that happened. I still remember how she pushed her hips against mine and the little noises we were making and feeling her whole body pressed up against me. It's the little things like that that make sex with girls so much better. A lot of guys just get straight to the point and are only interested in being inside a girl. When they kiss you, it feels like a means to an end. With a girl, when they kiss you it's like they're doing it just to enjoy the kiss itself. She broke the kiss and rested her weight on her forearms. She took my face in both her hands and said, "I've been wanting to do this since 9th grade," and kissed me tenderly. I rolled over so I was on top and kissed her like I would never stop. My left hand stroked her hair and the side of her face, then I trailed my fingers down her neck to her breast. I cupped it in my hand and she arched her back, pushing it harder into my palm. She let out a little moan and I pulled her top over her head. She wasn't wearing a bra, so I could see her nipples that were already really hard and sticking straight up into the air. I lowered my head and took one into my mouth, swirling my tongue in circles around it then flicking it as if it were her clit. She started panting as I felt her hands rest on my head, playing with my hair and running along the back of my neck and behind my ears. I kissed between her breasts then went to work on her other nipple. Her hips kept on raising up against my body involuntarily. I lightly bit her nipple which made her gasp, then I sat up. I took off all my clothes and told her to do the same. Once we were both completely naked, I turned around so that she was lying on the ground with her head closer to me and her feet farther away. I was sitting by her head facing her, and I leaned down and kissed her on the lips, upside down. Spiderman totally stole my idea. I had thought of it way before the movie came out, just that my fantasy didn't include Spiderman. After letting our tongues play for a while, I told her to do what I did and I started kissing my way down her body. When I kissed her neck, she kissed mine. When I sucked her nipples, she sucked mine. When I got to her belly button I could feel our breasts pressing together. I stopped and rubbed them against each other for a while, then tickled her belly button with my tongue. I licked her hipbones then kissed the front of her pussy. She had blonde hair covering it, which I had never seen before. I had kept mine high above her head so she couldn't get to it until I wanted her to, but she grabbed my hips and pulled them down onto her face. For a second I froze, just feeling her rolling my clit around with her tongue drove every other thought from my mind. I recovered, determined to make her come before I did. She had a really big clit, bordering on oh-shit-I-thought-you-were-a-girl big. It was about an inch long. I know that guys aren't that small, but girls aren't usually that big either. I don't know what the criteria for being a hermaphrodite is, but after seeing her clit I don't want to know. I wasn't really sure what to do with a clit that big, then I decided to treat it as if it were a dick. I took the whole thing in my mouth and swirled my tongue over it, which made her moan into my pussy. I felt the vibrations on my clit, which made me moan onto her clit, which made her moan again, and so on. We went on like this for a really long time. When I'm stoned, I'll be just on the edge for the longest time, like 5 minutes. When I finally do come though, it's the most intense orgasm ever. The strongest orgasms I've ever had in my life are when I'm stoned. Strong as in earth shattering. Sometimes I get high just so I can masturbate and have really major orgasms. Anyway, she did come first like I had intended, but only by a few seconds. The excitement of having her come on my face pushed me over the edge. Our hips jerked against each other's faces and our moans were buried in each other's pussies. It was the longest, most intense orgasm of my life. Usually when I'm in a 69 position, when I come it's not that intense because I'm also focusing on something else. This time I didn't really have to focus since it wasn't complicated to stimulate a clit that big. I just laid there on top of her while we both came down, still feeling the aftershocks of it. I turned around and we kissed for a while, but both of us were too spent to go for another round just then. We were feeling less stoned and we laid on our sides and started talking, our hands gently exploring each other's bodies as we talked. My hand found my way to her pussy and she moved her leg so I could get to it easier. I rubbed the area around her clit up and down with two fingers, then cupped her whole pussy in my hand and squeezed. She had been trying to talk during this but when I did that she gasped mid-sentence. I slipped a finger into her pussy and pushed it in up to the knuckle. She was really tight, I don't think I could have gotten another finger in without causing her discomfort. I curled my finger forward and massaged her g spot like someone else had done to me, and she seemed to feel it like I had. She moaned and rolled over on her back. As I massaged her g spot, I moved my thumb in circles over her clit, which was kind of difficult because of the size so I rubbed up and down the length of it instead. My fingers all found a rhythm that her body followed by raising her hips about every other time my thumb stroked her. Her hand had been roughly massaging one of her breasts and pulling her nipple when her other hand grabbed my hand that was inside her and she started bucking her hips and crying out. I could feel an extra rush of wetness over my fingers while her muscles contracted over and over on my fingers. I pulled my fingers out and licked them clean, then realized that we were naked on a balcony in plain sight of whoever happened to be nearby, not to mention the fact that somebody from the party might walk in on us. We quickly put on our clothes and joined the party again but by this time everybody was too wasted to realize we were gone. That was the only time we'd managed to be alone the entire week that she was here, but we promised to keep in touch and so far we have. Long Lost Friends "Carrie!" Carrie turned around at the sound of her name and looked into the crowd at the airport. She couldn't see anyone she recognised and continued walking towards the passport control. "Carrie Eldon!" The male voice was closer now, but Carrie still couldn't see anyone she recognised. Suddenly a man walked up to her, put his arm on her shoulder and grinned. "Carrie Eldon, it IS you! It must be at least 15 years since we last saw each other." Carrie searched through her memory to see if she could possibly place this man's face somewhere in her past. He obviously knew who she was. "You don't remember me, do you?" he chuckled knowingly. "I'm sorry," she admitted. "I'm usually really good with names, but I can't seem to place your face." "That's probably because the last time you saw me I had the long, curly rocker hairdo, a la Jon Bon Jovi," he grinned and tapped his closely shaved head, the hair style favoured by so many balding 30-somethings. "I'm Les Dean, from high school." "Les? I don't believe it!" Carrie was visibly shocked. "It's so good to see you! What are you doing here? What are you doing these days?" "Well, I was sent here to negotiate a deal on behalf of a client of mine. I'm a lawyer now and I seem to be spending most of my time flying around the world negotiating corporate takeovers and mergers. Please, don't ask any more because I'll only put you to sleep. How about you?" "Business as well," Carrie smiled back. "I'm a jewellery designer and I'm here to discuss a new line of jewellery that I'm going to design exclusively for a high-end chain of department stores." They moved through passport control and baggage reclaim, talking about their jobs and the trip they were currently on. When they got outside the rain was pouring down and there was only one taxi. It turned out they had been booked into the same hotel so they decided to share the cab. "So do you still live back in the old backwater where we grew up?" Les asked. "No, I took a job with a silversmith right out of school and lived out of a suitcase for five years. Then I got married to a TV producer and divided my time between a few different locations. Since I established my own company I never seem to be in the same place two months in a row, it's a very nomadic lifestyle." "It didn't occur to me that you would be married. You're obviously not Carrie Eldon anymore." "Well, I'm divorced now, but I kept my ex-husband's surname since that's the name I had when I got established as a designer. My passport says Eldon again, but these days most people know me as Caroline Charles." "You're Caroline Charles? I wish I'd known," he sighed. "I bought my ex-wife a very expensive, but beautiful, necklace by you as a five year anniversary present. Two weeks later I found out that she'd been having an affair and she wanted a divorce." "I'm sorry," Carrie shook her head. "Guess neither one of us was lucky in marriage. My husband decided that I was too old for him after 10 years and traded me in for a younger model." "Ouch!" "Yeah, it's been a year now and it would seem that at 35 I'm over the hill." "You're hardly over the hill, Carrie. You don't look a day over 30, and you're much more beautiful now than you were in high school, and you were a real beauty then." "You flatterer, but do go on, my confidence does need a boost." "All the guys were wild about you in school. You were really sexy then and you've filled out very nicely since then. Unfortunately so have I." "Don't be silly," she laughed. "I seem to remember that you were little more than a skeleton with a huge mop of hair back then. There's certainly more meat on your bones now, but it's not like you're twice the size of your teenage self like Doug McKenzie. Have you seen him lately?" "Oh yeah, we were best friends in school. I try to drop in on him every time I go visit my parents. He's a car salesman and he's adopted a, how can I put it, very comfortable lifestyle since we were teenagers." The two laughed and spent the rest of the ride to the hotel getting each other up to date with what their old friends were doing. At the hotel they each checked in and in the lift on their way to their respective rooms Les turned to Carrie. "Listen, I'm not meeting anyone until tomorrow and I need dinner. Are you free tonight?" "Sure," Carrie agreed. "I just want to freshen up a bit. How about we meet in the lobby in an hour?" They agreed to meet an hour later and then they reached Carrie's floor and she went to her room. She lay on her bed and smiled. Imagine meeting Les Dean here. He'd always been one of the nicest guys in her school and they'd had a few classes together, but they'd never moved in the same circles. He had grown into his 6'3" frame though. The gangly boy had turned into a broad shouldered and strong looking man. So what if he did carry a few extra pounds? She only had to look at the 36D bras and support panties that she wore to keep her stomach looking as flat as it was 10 years ago. She had a quick shower and examined the image in the mirror. Her hips were definitely more feminine, as was her chest, but her waist was very pronounced and her thighs still looked good in jeans. She used to wear her chestnut hair long, but nowadays she let it curl up in a short hairdo that elegantly framed her face. She didn't know where Les intended to eat tonight so she dressed in an elegant, but understated, maroon dress that accentuated her generous bosom and feminine curves. She also put on her highest heels so that she wouldn't feel so short next to Les with her 5'5". Les turned and smiled at Carrie as she exited the lift. She walked up to him and angled her face to receive the obligatory kiss on the cheek. His brown eyes swept across her body, taking in the soft curves that the dress clung so seductively to. Carrie smiled appreciatively at his appearance. He was wearing a grey suit with a navy and white striped shirt. He wore no tie and the shirt was open enough to show off some chest curls. Carrie had to fight a sudden impulse to run her finger through the hair on his chest. "I've been here before and I know that they have wonderful food in the hotel restaurant," Les said. "Would you be happy to eat here?" "It sounds great," Carrie smiled and let Les take her arm and lead her towards the restaurant. The meal was fabulous, but Carrie didn't taste it. They talked, but Carrie couldn't remember what about. Nothing had been said, but they both knew where they were headed. The dinner simply added a little bit of respectability to the lust. Their desire for each other was obvious. His eyes kept focusing on her cleavage. Her legs stretched under the table and touched his. His hand kept touching her hand on the table. They simultaneously turned down the waiter's offer to show them the dessert menu and Les showed him his room key card and quickly signed for the meal. They crossed the lobby and got into the lift. Carrie pressed the button for her floor and Les stood next to her. When Carrie exited, he followed and as soon as she'd opened the door to her room he swept her inside and pushed her against the wall. His mouth descended on hers and he kissed her deeply, his tongue invading her mouth and she received him with fervour. As their tongues battled Les's hands found their way around Carrie's back where he slowly unzipped her dress. It fell to the floor and when he finally tore his lips off hers she stood before him, wearing only a black lace bra and matching panties and her high heeled shoes. They were both grasping for air when Carrie cupped Les's cock through his trousers and squeezed lightly. His reaction made her smile and she caressed his suit jacket off, followed by a quick unbuttoning of his shirt. The curls on his broad chest disappeared into a V-shape into the waist of his trousers. She tugged at his belt and soon his trousers fell to the floor. He kicked off his shoes and stepped out of his trousers. With his eyes locked on hers, he took off his socks and then finally his boxers. He was naked before her and she couldn't help looking at his hard cock. She measured it to be a generous 7 inches and shining with pre-cum. Without a word, Carrie dropped to her knees and wrapped her pink lips around his throbbing shaft. He felt so good in her mouth. The silky smooth hot rod slid effortlessly across her lips and deep into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. Her gagging reflexes kicked in, but she kept him there, much to his pleasure, if the deep groans were anything to go by. She finally let him out of her mouth and moved to lick his balls, slowly taking time to suck each of them into her mouth, massaging them lightly with her tongue. She then teased the entire length of his shaft with her tongue before swallowing him. Soon her head was bobbing back and forth along his cock, helped only slightly by her fingers that were wrapped around the base. His guttural moans grew ever more intense and suddenly his hands rested in her hair, holding her head in place as he fucked her mouth. Then he came. A great groan of relief exited his mouth as he shot his cum into her mouth. She tried to swallow, but some invariably escaped her lips and ran down her chin. When he stopped shooting his load in her mouth he pulled out and pulled Carrie back on her feet. He kissed her deeply, sharing the cum that was still in her mouth. As he kissed her, he reached around her back and unhooked her bra. Her full breasts were soft and silky against his chest. He leaned forward to suck on one of her nipples as he let one hand knead the other tit. Soon his hands moved downwards and pulled her panties down. He knelt to let her step out of her panties and placed a soft kiss on the small triangle of silky hair pointing at her pussy. He picked her up and carried her to the king-size bed. He lay her down and took her shoes off. They were now both naked. He smiled at her as he parted her legs and opened her pussy like a dewy rose. He pushed her legs upwards to make her bend her knees and open herself even wider. She could feel the air-conditioned chill on her wet pussy as he started placing feather light kisses along the insides of her thighs. The feeling was exquisite. She could feel her pussy juices flowing as he got closer to her wet folds. The roughness of his stubble against the soft skin of her thighs added friction that made the whole experience even more erotic for her. Then he finally placed his lips on her pussy and kissed her deeply, letting his tongue feel its way into her cunt, lapping up the generous supply of juices. He started flicking his tongue in and out of her warm hole and she found she had to bite her lip to stop herself from cumming straight away. His lips then homed in on her clit, teasing the sensitive bud with the rougher texture of his tongue. He then slid one, followed by two, and finally three fingers into her cunt and slowly started finger fucking her. His fingers searched around in her cunt, massaging that magical spot as they slid in and out. He sucked her clit harder and moved his hand faster. She wrapped her legs around him and bucked her hips to feel more of him. Then she surrendered. With a cry of joy she came violently, her whole body shaking with pleasure and satisfaction. He crawled up and took her in his arms, gently caressing her as he shared her sweet juices in an intimate kiss. She'd only just cum, but she could feel the tingles from the pit of her stomach straight to her pussy. She wanted more. She needed more. She felt with joy that his cock was hard again. She reached down and wrapped her hand around his silky shaft and he moaned with delight. His hand massaged her pussy and when he felt it getting wetter he rolled on top of her, supporting his weight with his arms and kissing her nipples with gusto. He sucked and bit her nipples as she reached down for his hard cock. She parted her legs wide and rubbed her slit with his pre-cum covered cock head. As he moved to kiss her lips again his cock was pressed against her cunt opening. He reached down and adjusted his position and all of a sudden he was inside her. They both moaned with pleasure as he penetrated her wet hole and burrowed deep inside her warm cavity. She wrapped her legs around him and moved her hips upwards to meet his thrusts. His strokes were long and hard, making sure she felt every inch of his cock. They panted hard as they focused on the pleasure of their union. The room was silent but for their heavy breathing and the unmistakable sound of fucking. Carrie moaned louder every time she felt Les grinding his pubic bone against her sensitive clit. His cock filled her perfectly. Every time he withdrew her hips moved with him, not wanting to let him go. Then she welcomed every thrust back inside her like a long awaited homecoming. She started kneading her tits and squeezing them upwards to feed her nipples to Les's hungry mouth. The warm feeling in the pit of her stomach started spreading and soon she was tingling all over. She knew she couldn't hold back any longer. "I'm cumming!" she panted and Les kissed her deeply as her body convulsed under his, squeezing his cock tight as he held himself still, deep in her cunt. When Carrie's orgasm subsided he pulled out and she got on her hands and knees before him. Her pussy was glistening in the light from the table lamp next to the bed and her cunt opening was gaping at Les. He quickly moved up behind her and pressed forward, penetrating her with one long stroke, not stopping until he was balls deep in her throbbing hole. He quickly picked up his pace, fucking her hard and fast. Carrie's tits bounced at every thrust and she reached for her clit to massage it. Les reached down for her tits and cupped them, then slowly lifting her up towards him while still fucking her furiously from behind. Carrie kept teasing her clit and Les kneaded her tits while kissing her neck. His cock possessed her now. Ever so often while playing with her clit she reached down and felt his hard shaft impaling her cunt. Les's breathing got heavier and more laboured. He fucked her as hard as he could. She could tell that he didn't have far to go when he started groaning. She rubbed her clit harder. He let go of her tits and grabbed her hips tight, grinding his cock into her wet cunt. She made herself cum and her cunt convulsions around his cock sent him over the edge and he came with a loud groan. Her cumming cunt milked his cock dry of his huge load. Soon afterwards he pulled his cock out and they collapsed in each other's arms. Les kissed her deeply and caressed her tits. "That was amazing," he smiled at her. "I can't remember the last time I enjoyed sex that much." "I wish I'd known how good a lover you'd turn out to be when we were in high school," she replied and kissed him. "I would never have looked at another boy." "It was probably a good thing," Les got serious and returned her kiss, deeply. "I don't think we would have realised how good fucking each other was if we hadn't experienced other lovers." "You're probably right. But now I know that I can't wait for the next time I get to feel your cock inside me." "Then let's not make you wait," Les muzzled against her breast, sucking and nibbling at her nipple while tweaking the other one between his fingers. His hand soon moved down to her wet pussy lips and he softly massaged them, lighting another fire inside her. With her hand wrapped around his shaft she softly brought it back to life. She wriggled herself out of his embrace and sucked his balls for a little while. Then she wrapped her lips around his cock as he watched himself disappear into her mouth with an appreciative gaze. Soon she pulled off and straddled across his hips. He reached down and aimed his cock as she slowly lowered her hips, impaling herself on his hard shaft. They both sighed out loud as he was once more buried balls deep inside her. He reached up and started playing with her tits, kissing and sucking them as well as kneading them, while she started rocking her hips. He moved his own hips in unison with hers, making sure that he got as deep inside her as fast and as hard as possible with each stroke. Her generous supply of pussy juice trickled down his shaft and onto his balls as her pace increased. After a while she reached down and started teasing her clit while riding him. He looked down, overawed by the sight of his cock being fucked by that deliciously wet cunt. Their eyes met and he nodded. She massaged her clit a little more and then she finally let herself go, crying out as she gripped him hard, sending him into orgasmic delight with her tight squeezing convulsions. He took care to hold her against his chest as he lay them down on their sides, facing each other, with his cock still buried in her cunt. They kissed deeply and slowly drifted off to sleep. That night Carrie dreamt of being back at school and having sex with Les Dean. When she woke up she was spooned in 35-year old Les's arms, with one of his hands cupping her breast and his cock hard against her ass. She remembered the previous night's activities and smiled. Les must have noticed that she was awake, because he started kissing her neck and then sliding his cock into her welcoming cunt. That morning they made love slowly, taking time to enjoy their union. When the sun started rising they came with satisfied sighs. They called room service for breakfast and then they went to the bathroom for a shower. They took their time soaping each other up, discovering each other's body once more. Carrie's back got intimately acquainted with the shower tiles as Les hoisted her up by her legs and fucked her with the water pouring over their bodies. They'd only just cum again when they heard the knock on the door. Les grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his hips to open for room service while Carrie finished her shower. "This has been unbelievable," Les said as they were having breakfast. "I have a meeting tonight, but if you don't mind, I'd like to come back and sleep with you again." "Why don't we move you into this room?" Carrie suggested. "I'm also busy with meetings, but if we have the same room then we can make the most of our time off." "That sounds good, but I have to warn you, I'm not looking for a relationship. I might do at a later stage, but right now I can only commit to being your lover." "Me too. I loved what we shared last night, but I'm enjoying my freedom too much to make ours a permanent arrangement. Maybe one day we'll both be ready for marriage again, and if we still enjoy each other in bed at that time, then I think we might be very compatible. But for now, let's just focus our energy on having amazing sex." They couldn't keep their hands off each other and fucked once more on the breakfast table before Carrie got dressed and Les picked up his things and changed for the day. They had a magical week together and ended up extending their visit over the weekend. They strolled in the parks and did some sightseeing and fucked in some very naughty locations, rounded off my long, sweet love making every night. They flew off in different directions the next week, but kept in regular email contact where they tried to synchronise their schedules in a way that they met up at least once a month. Four months after their first sexual encounter they found themselves on the same transatlantic flight. It had been 3 weeks since they last fucked and the sight of Les had created a puddle in Carrie's silky panties. When the light in the business class cabin was dimmed for people to get some rest she got out of her seat and walked past Les. She caressed his arm and smiled at him as she headed for the toilet. Les waited a little and went to the toilet at the back of the cabin. He knocked lightly and Carrie opened the door and let him inside the cramped space. They kissed passionately and Les quickly unbuttoned Carrie's blouse and unhooked her bra so that he could kiss her luscious tits again. Carrie undid his belt and pulled his trousers down. His cock was already hard for her. He then pulled her skirt up, only to find that she'd taken her panties off already. With a stroke of her slit, he confirmed that she was ready for him. Long Lost Friends She stood with her ass against the basin and a foot on the toilet lid. He guided his cock inside her and they both sighed with relief. Les started rocking his hips against her and even in the cramped space she managed to meet his thrusts, joining them deeper. They kissed deeply and he kneaded her tits while fucking. They tried to be quiet, but it felt so good. Their moans echoed in the enclosed space. When Carrie came she kicked the door and squeezed Les's cock hard in her cunt, milking the cum out of his balls. They both panted and smiled at each other's dishevelled appearance. They tried to tidy themselves up as best they could and then they headed back to their respective seats for a rest. There was just enough time for them to join the mile high club one more time before the plane landed.