Angie

It was after the first night of our high school reunion. Angie and I had seen each other 3 years before and had a nice dinner. We had talked off and on since then. We were friends in high school, but had lost touch over the years. We talked about relationships, dating apps, etc. I had never been married. Angie had been divorced for 4 years. She always had a knack for picking the worst type of guy. She was so cute it hurt. Dirty blonde hair, great legs and ass, small but perky tits. I always had a tiny crush on her, but it was never something I would have acted on. There were always other things going on for each of us. But this night turned out to be different.

After the football game and a group trip to a bar, Angie asked if I wanted to hit up another spot she liked because she was away from her kids and wanted to stay up late. Of course I said yes, because it was only 10pm and I was on vacation. So we headed out and grabbed a spot at a really cool, quiet local spot.

The conversation turned to our recent dating adventures and how bad they were. Maybe it was the booze talking, but I asked her to play a little game with me. I wanted to know what she was like on a date. "A first date or a sex date?" she asked. "Well, I wasn't quite ready to go there, but let's say sex date." I replied.

She turned her barstool towards me and scooted a little closer. She took my hand and put it on her thigh. Immediately I got aroused. I started rubbing her thigh as we continued to talk. Her tone changed from perky and upbeat to sultry and seductive. She started teasing me a little bit, rubbing my leg with hers. Then she leaned in and said "This is the point where you take control." I slide my hand off her thigh to around her back and leaned in and kissed her. It was short, but passionate as our tongues did a short little dance. We cut it off laughed for a second, but did not stop touching each other.

We talked about sex and dating. The crazy things that had happened over the years. She told me how bad she was at blow jobs when we were teenagers. "Are you better now?" I asked. "Maybe you'll see." she coyly retorted. That was it for me, it wasn't a game anymore. This had gotten real. I asked her if she wanted to come see my hotel. She had always stayed in our hometown. I had moved right after high school. It was new and she'd never been inside it. She said absolutely and we headed back.

I placed my hand on her back as we walked to the car. I opened the door to let her in and we kissed again. This time much longer and very passionate. It could have lasted 5 minutes, I have no idea. It was amazing.

It was about a 10 minute drive to the hotel. We got in the elevator and couldn't keep our hands off each other. Finally we made it in the door.

We made out for a few minutes before she excused herself to the restroom. I had never been so turned on in my entire life. I waited for a few minutes and when she walked out, she was totally naked. I was floored.

Her ass looked even better than I had imagined. Her small perky tits hit the light just the right way. Her pussy was smooth and glowing.

"Your turn." She said.

I was so hard that taking off my pants was a but more of a challenge than I expected. But before you could say jackrabbit, I had matched her nudity. She came over to the bed and we started kissing again. I slid my finger down to her pussy and she was so gloriously wet.

During our conversation she had mentioned she had never orgasmed from a man going down on her. So I took this as a challenge. I moved slowly down her body, kissing and licking all the way to her pussy. I went to work. Tasting her clit was amazing. After a few minutes she had her first orgasm of the night. It was excellent.

Before I knew what hit me, she was returning the favor. She had in fact gotten better. Number 1 on the charts. It was astounding. But before I could cum, she stopped, repositioned herself on top of me, slid on to my rock hard cock and started riding.

The enthusiasm with which she performed was unlike anything I had ever seen. Her pussy felt so warm and so perfect as she rode and rode. I came like a fucking volcano.

She moaned, took a deep breath, and collapsed beside me. "Everything you ever dreamed of?" She asked.

"I, oh, honestly, my mind is totally blown right now." I said.

"Well, I have always thought it would be fun if we did."

"Me too. But we never could line it up."

"We just did." She said.

"Yeah, I did not expect this to happen at all."

She curled up next to me. I was still hard, but needed a few to wrap my head around all that had just happened. I could feel her pussy juices all over me. Five or ten minutes of cuddling ended when she reached down and stroked my cock slowly and without a word it was time for round two. She slowly crawled to the edge of the bed and I slid up behind her. "Fuck me, right now" she said. I slid inside her and fucked her like I had never fucked anyone before. It was crazy good. The way she moved in concert with me was perfect. She started to climax, and blasted off again.

After that we collapsed in each others' arms for the night. In the morning, each of us snuck away to the bathroom for a quick tidy up and teeth brushing session. First me and then her. She came back and slid up next to me. Then got up to straddle me again. A brisk morning fuck if there ever was one. Then we jumped in the shower together where I proceeded to fuck her one more time. Shower sex is usually a challenge, but Angie made it easy.

She had to pick up one of our classmates from the airport, but we agreed to another rendezvous after the festivities. The goal was to keep what happened a secret. Could we?

Night 2 of the reunion and secret keeping was a challenge. There were distractions but every time we wound up in a group talking together, you could probably tell we were very into each other. About 2 hours into the event, the friend she picked up at the airport pulled me aside.

"Angie told me about last night."

"Oh, wow. I guess you guys tell each other everything, I should not be surprised."

"Glad the 2 of you finally acted on it. All of us always thought you 2 would be a good couple."

"Well, we live in different places and I am not sure where it's going.

"I would not worry about that. Angie is finally in a good place and you both had fun. Keep having fun.'

That conversation put me at ease. I was leaving in 2 days and my career was very travel heavy and I barely was home anyways. But knowing that there was no pressure made it easier to navigate the coming days.

Once the party ended, Angie pulled me aside into a side room and kissed me. She slid my hand up her skirt to reveal no panties. She told me to be at the hotel in 30 minutes. I jumped into an Uber and headed back.

I freshened up and sat down for maybe 5 minutes before there was a knock at the door. Angie entered with a confidence I had never seen before. She kissed me and proceeded to walk over to the bed, slide off her dress. She said, "You and I are going to spend the next 24 hours fucking our brains out. We can talk about other plans after that. But I hope you are ready for some more room service, because this is pretty much where will be until you go to the airport."

Part 2: The Trip

After our wild reunion weekend, Angie and I talked off and on. We were never going to be able to live in the same city, so being in any kind of relationship was off the table. But we were both still single and dating around. We shared many stories. Some good, some bad. And occasionally we would ratchet things up and sext. She would send me random nudes in the middle of the day just to distract me. This went off and on for about 6 months. One day after a particularly steamy FaceTime, I suggested we get together for a long weekend somewhere with a beach. Angie was all in. We decided on the Caymans since neither of us had been there.

Angie got there a few hours before I did. She told me to get a cab at the airport and meet her at the hotel. She was going to get in some beach time as soon as her feet hit the ground. When I arrived, I walked into a gorgeous room overlooking the ocean. She called out to me from the bathroom and told me to get comfy, the daily rainstorm was about to hit and we had sometime before heading out. I dropped my bag in the closet and when I looked up, she was there. Just sheer panties covering her and a sheer coverup. She walked up, I wrapped my hands around her waist and we kissed. Her hands went into my shorts and she started rubbing my throbbing member. I disrobed and slowly removed her cover up. I kissed her neck and was so turned on by her moans. I slowly licked and sucked her nipples. I made my way down to her glimmering pussy, slid of her panties and tasted her. It was just as perfect as before. She started to come and begged me to slide inside her. I did and felt her first orgasm clasp around me. But I was not done. I fucked her slowly, then quickly, then slowly again. Over and over. When I came it was a volcano. We both shook with an orgasmic thunder.

We napped for a little while. The storm outside was pretty heavy. Today would be mostly an inside day. I called and made a reservation downstairs and we showered and got ready. She put on the sexiest little dress. Her tits were small, but perky and the dress showed them off perfectly. We made our way downstairs and sat for dinner.

Angie had this look about her all through dinner. I was mesmerized. She ordered our dessert to go and we headed back up to the suite. In the elevator, she teased me. She pulled her skirt up just enough to show off her panties. As I tried to open the door to the room, she kissed my neck and rubbed my cock.

The key card finally hit a green light. Just like the we were locked in a kiss. We stumbled over to the bed. I turned her around, slide her panties down, dropped my pants and unleashed my rock hard member. She bent over, I slide inside and fucked her for 10 minutes. I kept going. I was about to pull out and climax, when she told me to pull her closer. I stopped thrusting and came. My brain was in a fog. We collapsed on the bed.

Three days of bliss followed and we left it open for a return trip. Who knows when or where, but I hope it happens again.