Reunited

About 15 years ago, we had met. I was young with a vixen mentality. HE was intrigued by me and had to meet me in person. It had happened so long ago. We sat in his car and had a good conversation. Our encounter ended, but there was no real closure. There was no kiss good-bye. I don't recall why. I had enjoyed his company. Leaving me without the kiss was the ultimate seed left behind. With persistent watering, we get to faster forward to 2023.

The beginning of 2023 was the culmination of the heartbreak I was feeling. My latest leap of faith in love turned into a tar pit. As time progressed, I had felt like I had died. I had no interest to live. I was a high fuctioning depressed person. I just wanted the world to swallow me up whole. I was a dead plant waiting to be thrown away. But HE always supplied enough water to get me by. Unlike any other time, I was not willing to regrow in the pit i had fallen into.

HE said hello to me like any other time. As I shared my future trip to Puerto Rico, I wished he could join me. I imagined what it would be like to see the sunset with him. He had always invisioned trips with me. This time i was the one having these dreams. At this point, i thought about kiss that never was. I had missed my opportunity as well. He had just visited Delaware a couple of days ago. My heart sank as well. Something compelled me to just speak and say all the things my heart held.

His opportunity to be with me was blocked by my own fear. After all these years he felt that i was breathtaking. That's the water i thirsted for. He stated how he would always make himself available to me. All i had to do was show up. That's why my heart told me to do it. It wishpered, "yes." He wasn't expecting my replied. I had given him so many "No'." HE wasn't sure what was going. The words that came out of my mouth were words hidden in my heart. Circumstances didn't allow us to be together. But the the stars aligned and what happened next was inevitable.

A date and time was given. A location was then shared. I decided to take a leap again. It would be a memorable night. I had decided to nurture myself with the invigorating value of being breathtaking.

I knocked on the door. It opened and he was standing there. I saw the twinkle in his eyes and He smiles. He stepped back as he let me in. I wore my black trench coat and carried my Coach bookbag. I was ready to celebrate with my long-term friend. I expected the kiss straight away, but he was awestruck. I placed my bag down. I opened up my coat. I placed my coat on the chair. He still had no words for me. Was my outfit more than he expected? It was a simple long red maxi dress. I wore some heals to accommodate the dress. I grabbed his hand and walked us to the long mirror that most hotels have. "Look at us." I placed him behind me. I guided his hand around my waist. My ass just grazed him. We looked like a prom picture.

This was not the prom though. This was the after-party of the prom. I looked at him. And I lightly graze my lips on his. But our lips did not pressed. I stepped away and headed towards my bag. Some of my movements were intentional. I bent over to my bag and opened it. I wanted him to stare. I pulled a bottle of sparkling cider. Eventhough I was throwing caution into the winds, I still had to drive back home. I pulled out the plastic champagne glasses. I looked towards him and and gave him a cheesy smile. He smirked at me as I handed him a glass. I felt safe with him. As I promised, my words were limited.

We took our first sip. And the smiles began again. I took his empy glass and placed it on the nightstand. I engaged into a hug. My chest pressed up against him and I breathed deeply. I closed my eyes as I savored this moment. I look into his eyes for another moment and I felt his kiss fall upon my lips. I felt his tongue push into my mouth. His tongue caressed my tongue. I moaned with disbelief. His hands carressed my back. A tingling sensation traveled down my spine. It was sending my electrical charges into my pussy. But I didn't want to seem so eager.

The embrace ended with a cheap excuse about my shoes. The excuse was partially true. My feet were bothering me. But I wanted to get more comfortable. I wanted the comforts of his bed. I quickly jump into his bed and invited him to do the same. I tried to start a conversation but he still didn't believe I was still infront of him. I was laying on my side. He saw some hair falling onto neck. He lightly brushed it away and his finger tip continued to trace my neck. The back of his hand carressed the cheek and he went back to kissing me. I enjoyed his kiss and accompanied it with the sound of a light moan. He savored my lips with light bites. His hands started to outline my curves. His hands avoided crossing the line though. However, I longed for more. He had teased me enough. I grabbed his hand and placed it onto my breast. The overall arousal overcoming on my body started to make my nipples hard. He rubbed my breast and I was melting. My breathing started to get a little hearvier. His lips moved down to my neck.

My dress was inhibiting any more action. I had to readjust my position. so I sat on my knees on the bed. I was facing him. I looked at him and explained that the dress was one piece that if he wanted more, he would have to peel it off of me. He leaned into me and whispers into me being, "You're breathtaking." I kissed him and I started to unbutton his shirt. He slipped his finger under the brim of the neckline of my dress and started sliding it off my shoulder. He placed a light kiss on my shoulder. My fingers finished unbuttoning his shirt and it slid off his shoulders. He assisted me by taking his undershirt off. My dress slowly uncovered my swollen bossums. The dress lowered down to my waistline. We are chest to chest. He lowered himself to place my nipple in between his lips. His tongue flicked the tip. His hand cupped the rest of my breast. There was a squeeze. There was a moan. My fingertips ran through his hair. My hands ran around his body. His mouth moves up my chest, and then to my neck. His lips get to my ear and he tugged at my earlobe. I embraced him.

We were chest to chest. He looked at me and stated, "Are you ok?" I nodded my head. It was a nod to continue. I wanted him to continue. It was one of those moments where I didn't know when it would be the next time we would reunite. I wanted to feel everything he was holding within him. I wanted to fill my mind with memories and not fantasies. I wanted him to satisfy himself. His passion showed through his pants. I wanted him to fill me with that passion. He laid me down. His kisses traced my body. His hands then grabbed the material that linger around my waist and pulled it down to my ankles. He teased me with kisses working his way back up to me. He laid his first kiss in my inner thigh. He pressed his hands against my inner thighs and spread my legs open. I breathed heavily. I was so eager to see what you are doing.

I felt what he was doing. He spread my lips open. He first explore my pussy. He found my clit. He pulled the hood back explosing my swollen firecracker. He licked his fingers and started to massage it. I couldn't help but to squirm. I felt his fingers push inside of me. I let out a moan. I grabbed the sheets. He kept pushing deeper. My pussy received it and complimented his fingers with my juices. The fingers leftand his faces went in. He enjoyed the taste because he continued lick all the right buttons. I couldn't take it. I had to sit up. My pussy started to grind up on his face. I felt an orgasm rearing itself. Rapid breathing. The moans were getting loader. He observed me going wild by his actions

"Please!" I begged for more. He crawled up toward me. He looked deeply into my eyes. I didn't even get a chance to look his manhood. I was curious to hold it. I was curious to taste it. But I realized he wanted to fill my desires. I felt his staff glide between my lips. i felt this tip right at the entrance. As relaxed as I was, I was nervous. I believed he saw it in my eyes. He asked me if i was ok. I nodded. I felt the pressure. I heard him moan. He felt how tight I was. It was so long since I had some one inside of me. It was years of undisclosed desires coming to fluition.

I enjoy every inch of him. It was slow. It was very slow. We were both savoring the connection we had longed for. He watched my facial expressions because it was overwhelming at first. As his penetration became more soothing, I nodded my head. I was letting him know that he could now go at his own pace. The pace was a little faster, and it felt so good. I felt my head tilt back as I was full of bliss. "Yes, give me more," I moaned. He pressed your chest on top of mine, and place one of his arms underneath my neck for support. He pushed deeper into me. Then it was a little faster. I held onto him for dear life.

I was coming. I belted out a load moan. Then I screamed obscenities because it was so good. I shifted my hips upward so that he could go even deeper. That orgasm was a blackhole. It sucked out all my energy. I was completely putty in his embrace. All of this was exciting him too. His dream girl in his arms. She was coming because of him. This was real. His thrusts were deep. They were so filling. He warned me. He moaned as came. I felt his warm milk filling my cup. It was so intimate. I just stared at him as he was exploding all his energy into me. He gave some final shallow thrust to empty out his tank.

The bed sheets cover us. I had nested my head onto his chest. His one arm somewhat holding me close to him. I felt his heartbeat in my ear. I was fading to a slumber. He looked me as I looked at him. I didn't want to leave the smell of sex we had invoked. He allowed me to be there the rest of the night. Dreams do come true.