A Past Desire

He saw me from across the dance floor. It had been years since we had seen each other properly and I had changed. I was known as a nerd back then, taking accelerated classes and being very studious. He was the year above me and we ended up taking a math class together. He was a class clown but kind. My hair was shorter, lighter and my frame was plumper. I now looked after my body; regularly played sport and went to the gym. I now had the confidence to show my midriff with a tight black crop top and dance freely without concern.

He still had nice chestnut hair but styled it differently. It framed his face softening his strong jawline. He was slender but more athletic than I remembered or perhaps I was viewing him from a different perspective. I wasn't planning on going home alone.

He approached me eagerly and tried his hardest to refresh my memory. I didn't let on at first that I did remember him. I was curious as to just how much he remembered from high school, our class together and myself. I was flattered and surprised.

The only dilemma was I had seen him since high school and I distinctly remember where and when. It was a typical night out on the town for me unwinding from university studies. He was engaged and his friends were trying to convince me that he deserved a night of passion before his wedding. He tried explaining away from his friends that he was in an open relationship but I didn't understand. It didn't sit right with me at the time.

However I had learnt a lot since then. I had been exposed to a whole different world as I explored my sexuality, desires and needs. Not everyone is monogamous and I learnt just what that meant to me. I deserved fun and desired many types of people to fulfill this. From threesomes at swinger parties to nights of passion with other non-monogamous individuals.

As we talked he gradually leaned in closer, so I asked if he wanted to dance. I took his hand and guided him to the dance floor. We danced to a couple of songs before he put his hands on my waist. The smell of his woody cologne captured my senses. I let him draw me in to kiss me. His lips were soft and I could taste the whiskey he had been drinking.

I spun around. He stood behind me grasping my hips while kissing my neck. I pushed into him moving my hips with the music. I placed my hands behind his head to gently run my fingers through his hair. As his kisses became more desperate I moved my hips away to put my hand on his dick to feel how hard he was. He then pulled my hips back to grind into me. It was only a couple of grinds before he whispered into my ear, to come back to his hotel. I swirled around out of his grip and said how about we get another drink. I reveled in the power I had over him.

I slowly drank my vodka soda watching him grow impatient. I had one hand on his hip as I finished my drink. I then put my other hand behind his neck slowly moving it through his hair. I then used this hand to pull him close to lock his lips with mine. I used my tongue to part his lips and then glided my tongue against his. I could feel him grinding against me and becoming eager again. I slowly pulled my lips away to then gently bite his lower lip indicating to him that I wanted him to be rougher. He whispered into my ear again asking me to come back to his hotel. I nodded my head and let him lead me out of the nightclub.

As we were walking back to the hotel I let him know just how wet I was. He grabbed my waist in response, putting his lips on mine. He moved his hand to the front of my jeans and I could feel him reaching for my zipper. I grabbed his hand, and as much as I wanted him to feel how wet I was right there I knew how quickly things were going to escalate. I reminded him we were still in the street and that he needed to wait.

I felt like I was ready to break out into a sprint to get to the hotel. I kept it together but as soon as we reached the hotel door I reached around him and started unbuttoning his shirt before he was able to open the door. As soon as the door opened he spun me around and closed the door behind us. He started kissing me again and reaching underneath my top to feel my breasts. He then began to take off my top as he pushed me towards the bed. Before he could push me on to the bed I stopped and grabbed his shirt to finish unbuttoning it. I brushed my fingers against his chest then moving towards his muscular arms. I gave a cheeky smile as I imagined how strong he might be. He thrust me backwards which caused me to fall onto the bed.

He then unzipped my jeans and took them off. He kissed my stomach and slowly traced around the outside of my underwear with his tongue. I knew what was coming next and I melted. The anticipation was intense. He moved back to kissing my stomach as he slowly took off my underwear. Once they were off the teasing did not stop. He kissed my inner thighs and outer lips to strategically avoid my clit. As my breathing became heavier he used his tongue to spread my inner lips just stopping short of the clitoral hood. At that point I grabbed his hair to make him face me and said 'please' with desperation. He stopped teasing and used his tongue to stimulate my clit. My calves rested on his upper back as he used his shoulders and hands to hold my thighs. My back arched and I began to moan. He used his upper body strength to hold me down as my legs and hips quivered.

I squirted in his face unexpectedly. I had never had it happen so quickly before. I immediately pushed his arms with my legs to wrap them around him to spin him onto his back. I began kissing his neck and lightly biting his ear. I slowly moved down to his chest to his waist. Although I was eager to return the pleasure I wanted to make him wait and enjoy the experience. I moved my hands to touch his outer thighs as I moved my lips down his body stopping at his lower waist. I kissed the top his thighs slowly progressing towards his pelvic area. I slowly licked his dick from the base to the tip twice before puckering my lips up and moving them onto the head of his penis. I went up and down a few times before he placed his hands in my hair. He gently stroked my hair as I went up and down.

What happened next was very unexpected. I've always struggled with deep throat but he made it worth the discomfort. He stopped stroking my hair and moved my head to look him in the eyes. He looked me in the eyes and said 'I want you to get right down to the base, I don't care if you drool or anything, just take it slow and try for me.' So I did, I tried. As my gag reflex kicked in, I didn't pull away. He said 'Good girl' and it was like my throat unlocked. I was able to keep going down and he said 'Good girl' again but with such enthusiasm. It felt messy with my saliva and tears running down my face but I kept going just to hear those two words again.

He could sense that my mouth was getting sore and rolled me onto my back. He entered me and started thrusting while kissing me. I told him I want it deeper and put my legs over his shoulders. I could feel my vagina tightening around him with every orgasm. I was very impressed with his stamina. When he started to cum and moan, I had another orgasm which made it so much more intense.

I made sure I set an alarm before we fell asleep from the exhaustion. When the alarm went off in the morning, I started stroking his arm and then moved to his chest. I made sure he was awake when I started to move down to his waist. I felt that he was hard, so I asked if I could hop on top. I sat up and faced away from him moving my legs to sit either side of his. I slowly lowered myself onto him as he placed his hands on my hips. He used his hands to indicate the speed he wanted me to go. I clenched around him enjoying the rhythm.

He moved one hand to touch my butt cheek and gently caressed it but I could feel him moving towards my other entrance. He placed his thumb on the entrance and it became evident what he wanted next. I turned to him and said 'Are you wanting something tighter?' He smiled and cheekily said only if I was offering. I told him I'd try but I needed to take it slow. I asked him to hold out his hand and then I spat into his hand. He then started to massage my rim and used my spit to help get me ready. I slowly lifted my hips to move him from one hole to the next. He placed his hands back on my hips and I placed one of my hands on his clenching it as I slowly moved my hips back down. I gasped as I felt all of him inside me. I clenched his hand harder as I slowly moved up and down.

He moved me onto my side, embracing me from behind. He placed one arm underneath me, holding my hand over my chest and held my other hand around my waist. As he began slowly thrusting he kissed my neck and shoulders. The thrusts were slow but deep. He used his arm around my waist to push himself deeper into me. With each thrust he let out a groan. He whispered into my ear telling me how much he wanted cum inside me. I replied to let him know how much I wanted to feel him finish in my arse. His pace speed up and his breathing sounded heavy on my neck. His body shook as he groaned and finished inside of me.

We had a shower together before parting ways.

Maybe there will be a next time and maybe I'll see if he has a rougher side.