Revisiting an Old Flame

Authors Notes

This story continues on from the 5 part series My Curvy Sexy, Mature Neighbour 10 years on. The background to this new installment is in this work.

This is intended to be the first installment of a new series of stories, about the steamy sexual adventures with the red headed mature Veronica and many others.

Enjoy it!!

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10 long years, the last 5 of which were sexually lean, had passed since our affair with Veronica. In those 10 years me and Chrissie married, had a daughter, but grew apart and resentful of each other and as a result our sex life extinguished. A sexless marriage was my idea of hell and was cause for an affair, which was the trigger for our physical separation.

In lots of ways this pained me, as losing daily contact with my daughter broke my heart. Financially living separately was also a bit of a struggle though I still earned well and had recently come into inheritance after my father passed, which meant I was stable and had money stashed away.

The separation was an opportunity to unleash myself sexually speaking and reconnect with Veronica and other women, but Veronica was the woman I had put on a pedestal and with whom I had shared the most exhilarating sexual encounters.

Although, we had long moved away from being neighbours with Veronica, we were still in the same neighbourhood and so had very occasionally seen Veronica walking to get her shopping or waiting for bus. On those occasions I had never thought oh wow she has let herself go and I wouldn't never go there again. Quite the opposite. She still dressed well, had a desirable curvy figure (for me anyway), and lovely shoulder length red hair, and it reinforced my sexual attraction to her.

I had a dilemma about whether to keep those experiences as memories, rather than trying to relive them again years on and being underwhelmed. I mused about what damage the passage of time would do to sexual desire and performance - can the ecstasy ever be matched again. Even more so knowing Veronica would now be in her mid 50's, menopausal probably and lowering libido. All speculation on my part.

However, my burning desire for her never extinguished and I often masturbated with Veronica as the object in any scenario I imagined. My sexual penchant for the older mature aesthetic, - the cellulite thighs, broad hips, busty frame, the loud moaning/grunting - had never diminished.

I decided to reach out with an idea of what I wanted. I dropped a letter through her front door one evening, as I figured a written letter would be more exciting than a text message, to outline my proposition to her.

Dear Veronica,

I hope this letter finds you well. This is Steven, your old neighbour from number 47. This may come as a surprise to hear from me, but please hear me out. I find myself in changed circumstances, where I am now afforded independence, freedoms and am keen to seek out new exciting ventures. I have had an urge to reach out for a while to reconnect with you. I have not been able to stop thinking about you ever since we abruptly stopped our affair 10 years ago.

I hope you don't mind me being frank, but here goes.

My proposition is for us to hook up for a month or two of sexual adventure / decadence. This could mean a whole lot of things, that I hope we can jointly decide upon, but just to whet the appetite, how about:

weekends away,

a spa trip,

a short break to the Mediterranean for sun, sea, sand and sex,

seedy hotel hook ups,

sex clubs,

group sex,

plenty of champagne,

skimpy attire, and

sex toys.

I want you to be my partner as we seek these new delights. All expenses paid by me.

I await your response in excited anticipation. Happy for you to contact me on my number or email.

Steven

xxx

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When dropping off the letter I noted her terraced house was as unkempt as before and I noticed evidence of hoarding in her front room, and the same items that I recall in the same place 10 years on. Nevertheless, I wasn't put off. It titillated me further seeing it for reasons I could not explain.

A week elapsed, which was painful having not receiving any word from Veronica. I had thought about texting or even making a personal visit to prompt a response. When all sudden on a Wednesday evening V's name appeared on text message. A long, carefully scripted message read.

Hey Stevie,

I must say I was very surprised to hear off you, especially via a handwritten letter!! Well your proposition is tempting, you have never been subtle, so appreciate you getting straight to the point. A trip to Spain mmmm. I would be lying if I said I hadn't thought of the naughty days of the past. You do realise I am in my mid 50's now! I would like to chat first on the phone before I commit to anything. Anyway feel free to call me and we can see where it takes us.

kisses V

My word I was overcome with a giddy excitement and my thoughts rapidly imagined the scenarios, sucking her toes on the balcony, tonguing her asshole on the sunbed. Pounding her from behind whilst her face hovered over a cream cake...

We chatted the next day on the phone and that gave me a chance to explain my situation to which she was sympathetic, but not overly prying. Not even asking about my ex Chrissie, with whom she had had plenty of lustful experiences herself. She was guarded about her own situation but had said that she was working part time as a teacher. And she had lost confidence in her body appearance and questioned whether she could live up to expectations. The truth was on the odd occasion that I had drive past her, she still looked great to me and I had made known of that on the call.

Anyway first encounter arranged. My place on a Friday night.

It was a cool Friday evening in May, and I waited in eager anticipation, feeling a sick pleasure. I hadn't interacted with V in nearly 10 years prior to the conversation earlier in the week and wasn't exactly sure how things would be. I had cleaned the house, changed the bed sheets, champagne on ice awaiting. Given my perversions were still consistent with what they were 10 years ago, I dug out and displayed toe rings, anklets and a selection of other body jewellery for ornamentation. V was au fait with this and may already had come prepared.

It was 8pm and right on cue, a ring door bell alert. I walked to the front door, took a deep breath and opened the door.

Stood in front of me was a tall mature voluptuous, size 16ish beauty, with red shoulder length hair. Her face up close was showing some signs of age, naturally in line with her age, but her lovely eye shadow helped to deflect my attention away. She made a real effort and am sure would have turned heads as she'd walked over to mine. She wore a black jacket over a navy blue maxi dress. She wore shoes - not open toe sandals as I'd hoped, but it was cool - never mind. It wasn't a 'come on fuck me outfit.' But it left me wanting more.

'Hello stranger' said V

'Hello lovely..... come in, come in' I said hurriedly, trying not to arouse suspicion amongst nosey neighbours.

She stepped into the lobby and maintained a flirtatious eye contact with me, as she brushed past. I was mesmerized and already smitten and slightly overcome with lust.

' Well Stevie - this is a nice pad, I didn't realise after all this time you only lived a few streets away. I am obviously not getting out enough to bump into your good self. Shoes off, I presume?'

'Yes, Yes that's the house policy.' I said trying to maintain some composure. She was wearing socks. 'Socks?' I thought quizzically.

'And socks off too?' She said with a wink and a cheeky smile. No doubt alluding to my obsessions.

'Whatever you're comfortable with' I said. So she left them on. Fine I thought.

After removing her shoes. We both walked into the lounge.

'So back to the bachelor pad Stevie, you must have been a naughty boy to have ended up here and oh so many toys in here.'

'Toys?' I said thinking what sex toys?

'Oh Yes, I have my daughter 3 days a week'. I said reflecting on how sad it was that I lost daily contact with her.

We both sat on the sofa and I got V a drink and made small talk, and the conversation flowed well. We clicked, we always did. I tried to gather some idea of what Veronica had been up to relationship wise over the last 10 years without being too intrusive.

'Well, me I could never be co-habitinf as I like my own space too much, but I've had my fun from time to time.' She said with a smirk.

She was not starved of sex is what i'd assumed but she was elusive on the detail and felt this wasn't the time to enquire further. In any case, my mind was urging me to get a little more to business. I seriously wanted to rip off her clothes and fuck her and for her to want the same.

'V, you look.... well divine. Now that I have seen after all these years, I seriously still have the hots for you. It feels like 2014 all over again.' I said unsure on her response.

'Well thanks' she said looking relieved and flattered.

'I have to admit, I was a bit nervous about what you would think of me 10 years on. I'm post menopausal and there are plenty of fish in the sea, you could get your way with. Things haven't been that great for me mentally the last few years. I felt I had put on weight. I returned into my shell a bit, but seeing you brings it all back and you......... hmm have matured into a handsome fella, so its all animal instinct from here my saucy sausage.' She said seductively.

''We both know what we are here for her.' I said.

She responded by placing her hand on my knee and slowly began to caress it and looked me in the eye inviting me in.

We embraced in a warm sloppy French kiss, which felt heavenly and like home. I could already hear Veronica moaning, as my tongue explored hers and my cock stiffened rapidly.

Veronica, moved the palm of her hand towards my groin, as I rubbed my hands through her red hair, massaging her head. We french kissed sloppily, our tongues dancing with each other, licking each others mouths, tasting each others cheeks, both of us overcome with pure carnal instincts. She grabbed my stiffened cock, before she detached her lips.

'I can see the old spark is still there. I haven't been able to stop thinking about you and your cock Stevie.'

'You have been stuck in my head all these years. Let's go upstairs V. I have some accessories for you!' I said.

'Mmmmm, we have plenty of time to explore perversions Stevie. Now kiss me!'

Our lips attached like magnets. We stood up and began to rip each others clothes off whilst kissing, and moving towards the stairs.

'Oh V!! Oh Stevie!!' we uttered to each other.

Slop, slurp, and the sound of clothes being removed or torn echoed around the room. We left a trail of abandoned clothes over the stairs and the landing.

When we got to the room we were both semi naked, with our hands exploring inside each others pants as we continued to french kiss. I stood wanting to appreciate Veronica's figure as she went to lay on her side on the bed.

Veronica's breasts were slightly more saggy, her white milky skin was still as gorgeous as ever. She was a broad hipped fuller figured woman, and that physique was fixed. There was some evidence of ageing of course, some cellulite on her thighs, weight gain, stretch marks on her rounding belly. No it did not kill my erection, it made me hornier, a real woman, and she was even more desirable in my eyes. She lay there with a seductive look in her, eyeing me and my cock up, with nothing on but her black lacy thong pants and socks. So I was eager to unwrap her fully to see her pussy, her ass and her toes, but I was under her trance as I walked toward her and my pants and cock underneath was eye level for her. She moved her head forward and rubbed it against my cock, absorbing the aroma and appreciating my stiffened form, imaging it all its gloriousness.

She slowly began to pull my pants down my thighs, and just liked a jack in the box my cock sprung out and my hairless pubic groin revealed its self.

'Ohh my poor big little sausage, where have you hiding?! It's time to come home.' She adjusted her body so to face me straight on and enveloped her mouth over my girth.

'Oh god, that feels so good V' I said this as I felt my heart beat rapidly and I grabbed her head as she motioned her mouth whilst she released plenty of saliva, to glide it up and down my shaft without friction. Simultaneously, she reached out her hand to out stroke my balls and massage my groin. She mixed the deep cock sucking with some licking, using the full base of her tongue to taste my manhood from top to bottom. She carried on for a few minutes.

If I was honest, I was blown away, by this blow job and the enthusiasm with which Veronica took to it. Initial fears of her age effecting appetite were seemingly unfounded. It was a base behaviour and a lustful, filthy intro to what I hoped would be a naughty, unfiltered submission to pure carnal pleasure and it seemed we both had a pent-up energy for it.

She relented for breath and she did this I can see saliva and cock juices drip off my cock. I could feel my seed on the move so it was good time to release. We both sought each others lips to share the taste. I licked the fluid off her lips, with thoughts now turning to feasting on her assets.

'Why don't you take my pants and my socks off Stevie!' I needed no invitation of course.

'I will'

Veronica lay on her back and my face hovered over chest, I took in her scent, which was familiar. It was alluring. I kissed her breasts and she let out a moan.

'Ohhh, I bloody love that.' she said.

I used my tongue, to play with her nipples, my tongue continued to travel south until it reached her belly button and I dug my tongue deep inside of it.

'OOOO! that's ticklish.' Veronica let out a scream and laughed in pleasure.

I left a trail of saliva over her fleshy belly.

Finally my face hovered over her black lacy thong. However, I bypassed her pussy to head straight down to her legs and feet. Slowly I licked her inner thighs, and left a trail kisses on her white leg. I reached her sexy feet. I started take in the scent and form of them. I attached my teeth to her sock to get some purchase to remove it, to which Veronica laughed again. I removed the sock from her left foot with my teeth. It was awkward so need to use hand to help it off. It was still kinky. It slowly slid off to reveal her foot in all its glory and I was enthralled to see a beautiful sight of 2 toe rings on her middle toes, painted red toe nails and I went straight in to suck her big toe, moving my mouth up and down the length of it, using plenty of spit to lubricate her feet.

'Oh Stevie! That feels so good. Oh god I have missed this. Nobody has worshipped them like you do!'. She moaned in delight.

Slop, slurp, slop and the sound V gently purring was intoxicating. I stuck my tongue in between all toes, slaloming them in and out of each one. I looked her in the eye, she knew it was naughty and she pushed her head back into pillow letting out a sigh.

'Oh god your toes are a dream. These toes rings are so sexy V. You know how to push my buttons!' I said as I continued lick her wrinkly sole and heel. Veronica responded by lifting her right foot to rub my cock. I removed the sock from her right foot. It was perfect symmetry, as she had the same rings on the corresponding toes. She continued to rub my cock, balls and thighs with her foot and it was a gorgeous feeling.

After getting my gratification from Veronica's feet, I ripped off her pants, to reveal her pussy and a carefully maintained browny/red bush and the aroma of sex. I licked her pussy and it was salty and with some of pre-lubrication - intoxicating.

'Arghhhhhh!' Veronica exclaimed in a very high pitched tone as I played with her flappy clitoris. I loved how audible and expressive she was when in throes of pleasure, not caring who may be listening.

'Ohh yess! Ohh gosh that feels so good Stevie! Ohhhhhh!'

I could sense that tingly electric feeling that Veronica was experiencing up and down the length of her body.

I grabbed a pillow and slotted it underneath her ass cheeks to elevate her pussy, perineum and her asshole. I then I asked her to lift her legs into the air. I needed to help support her elevated legs, holding her fleshy thighs in place.

'I'll need to get some restraints next time V to hold these legs in place.'

'Oh Stevie that would be lovely.' she said huskily.

I went back in for more feasting - this time with her bumhole in sight.

Veronica wrapped her arms around her legs to hold them in place rounding her belly. I spat saliva, rubbed her pussy with my fingers, and followed the trail of saliva as it dropped to her rosy bud.

Her bumhole appeared to be clean, as I couldn't get any sense of a foul odour.

'Don't worry Stevie, I cleaned it..... Thoroughly' she said struggling to get her words out.

I went in tongue first, making contact with her rosy bud, which was starkly brown against her white fleshy bum cheeks. Using the tip of my tongue to spread my saliva up and down her bum crack and inside her hole as much as V would allow.

'Oohhhh that's filthy Stevie ooooo - not too deep, oooooooohh' she screamed and then laughed in her idiosyncratic way.

My cock was a stiff as it could be at this point.

I continued my feast not able to let myself release from it. I could have stayed in this position forever, but I could see Veronica struggling to hold her position and my cock needed to enter her love tunnel, so I relented and Veronica sprung free.

I lay onto her and we kissed to exchange fluids, using our tongues and moaning in delight. Veronica at this point grabbed my stiffened cock and began to guide into her pussy. The feeling was magical, she was tight, warm and steamy. Perhaps I was slightly surprised at this given her post menopausal phase.

We both let out a collective moan.

She wrapped her legs around my waist and I began to thrust, gently finding my rhythm. We continued to french kiss, licking - being fully animalistic with each other.

'Ohhhh god Stevie - you are my best fuck' she said.

As our bodies combined, a serious amount of sweat was being generated. Veronica lifted her legs and we detached from each others lips. I lifted myself to hold her legs and I continued to thrust in and out. I could now visually see Veronica's torso and her belly rippled in rhythm with my pounding pelvis.

'ohh this is heaven Stevie oooooooohh' she said now so loudly it echoed in the room. I remembered the window was open.

Veronica bent her leg to rest her foot on my upper chest and the sight of her foot and toe rings, sent my seed up into overdrive. I engulfed my mouth around her toes, as I thrusted rapidly. The clapping sound of bodies colliding now echoed around the room. The moaning now reaching a fever pitch.

We both seemed to be reaching an ecstasy together, which would be the perfect ending.

'Oh god Stevie oaaaaaw oawww' the sound of this scream sent my semen up to edge.

Ohhhhhhh V I am coming. OHHHHHH!

'Give me your seed Stevie oooh'

And without any resistance out poured my semen into Veronica's love tunnel, like multiple bullets one after the other and that mounting ecstasy relented into a feeling bliss. We embraced after I took Veronica's toe out of my mouth. Our bodies felt clammy and we kissed and I left my cock in her pussy for a while after.

'That was incredible Stevie' she said.

'It really was Veronica- my best fuck in years - literally'

I let my cock out of her pussy and it left with an oozy of sex fluid. Veronica needed no invitation to grab and suck it clean. I couldn't believe how dirty she was for me. A perfectly filthy conclusion, to a hot steamy session.

We both lay in silence and I noticed that my curtains were slight apart. That initially panicked me knowing we could have been overlooked by the flats opposite, but simultaneously felt turned on to be subject of someone's voyeurism. A harbinger of things to come as I pondered all the other things we could get up to.

'Well Stevie this is just the beginning - what's next?' Said Veronica.

And out of nowhere Veronica announced.

'I have got a Fab Swingers account!!'

'What? Nooo. Really!'

'I can add you to my account if you like?' She said.

Was this the source of her pleasure over the last few years. I needed to know more.

'That is music to be my ears.' I said.

She and I were fully on board and life was good again.

To be continued.