We haven't talked in years. The rift between Ashley and me started when we left high school. I moved into the city and she didn't want to leave her home town. I've always been a wanderer and understood her strong feelings for home and family. I kissed her on the lips for the first time as I said goodbye. We didn't keep in touch after that. I spent a lot of time working and dating casually. I've always been a bit of a sexual deviant and it made for a fun pass time. I was laying in bed, reading, my lover laying asleep next to me, bruises and welts showing under her still damp skin. The light glinted off the curves of her figure, her skin still with a hint of sex and sweat on it. My phone lit up, being silenced. Reaching for my phone, I saw an unknown number on the screen. "Hello, Wolfy." My head tilted to the side and I stared. Only one person had ever called me that. "Hey Witchy, how are you?" A simple message, we always slipped back into a comfortable place together talking. "Can't sleep per usual. Whatcha been up to?" Thus began our talk. The catching up. She had left her fiancé at the alter, already having caught him cheating. And she lived in the same town still. A small-town girl to the end. After work the next day I showered and changed at work and went straight to visit her, my bag packed in my truck.
Pulling into her driveway, I noticed a couple of cats in the headlights, dusk having passed several hours ago into velvety darkness of a summer night. She always loved her cats. I knew the tabby would be her Favourite. Knocking on the door, anticipation eating my insides, I wasn't prepared. Her long hair was now short, combined with her petite and curvy build and a few new tattoos, she was stunning. Shuness gone in a flash, I had her in my arms, squeezing her to me. We talked and walked for a bit. Comfortable in each others company. I heard her stomach growl and offered we go get some food. Dinner was pleasant and flirty. We always teased one another. Deciding to have a little fun, I asked her to go dancing with me. She seemed surprised. No was never much of a dancer when she knew me. The club had a mixed feel of a southern bar complete with mechanical bull and a city club. We orders a couple of drinks and soon she was relaxed and ready to dance. Both of us flirted with other dancers on the floor, and both of us were bi, drawing quite the attention. But tonight I was truly intent on her. Her smile lit up her face, and my imagination flew. But when the beats grew intoxicating, our closeness arousing, I knew she felt my arousal as she pressed to me. And when her blush told me, I caught her lips with mine.
Her hands traced my arms and chest, her mouth searching mine. She broke the kiss and grinned at me. Her hand dipped down to trace the hardness in my pants. "Still the exhibitionist you used to brag about?" And so saying she took my hand and pulled it to her. Looking around to see if anyone watched, she pressed it down her lean stomach to dip in her jeans. Taking control I pressed, my fingers brushing past her panties and finding her soaked. Spreading and teasing her clit as she moaned, eyes closed and pressed against me, I pushed a single finger in. Her hot spring squeezed tight my curious finger as I pulled it out and touched it to my lips to taste. Her own growl as she ran her hand along my length and squeezed had me throbbing. Stepping outside, she played aggressor and pulled me to a dark corner. Hand dipped into my pants to tease me. My own hand loosened her pants, no one paying us any mind so far. I sat, her hand slipping free even as I pressed into her and teased and stroked. The dark corner wouldn't hide us long, but she quickly unraveled under my fingers. Relocating to a storage room I noticed, I pressed the door shut.
Her eyes glinted and her lips smirked. We had both craved each other and never acted on it. The humor of our first time together being in the club escaped neither of us. We also didn't give a damn. The beat pumped in our chests. She knelt before me and freed me from my pants. With both of her small hands and mouth she had me growl and burying my fingers in her hair. Pulling her up, I pulled her pants down, ripping her panties a bit in my aggressive haste. Pushing her against the wall, hair in one hand, I took her. She gasped feeling herself stretch around me. I wasn't worried about the noise. The beat was loud. But when she stared to scream my hand took her throat and choked, her body shaking as I felt her release and run down my length and her leg. It wasn't long before we left the club going back to her place. Her hand and mouth hardly left me on the way home As she lay across the seat of my truck. My long arm slipped into her pants, making her moan as we both rode the edge of heaven during the short drive in the dark. Pulling into her driveway I was lost in my own lust. Inside I showed her a proper taste. I briefly noted the layout of her house, the joint kitchen and dining room, the living room, the hall to her bedroom. In the living room, I removed her clothes slowly. Kissing and nibbling every inch of skin. We were intoxicated and had all night and I was going to make sure we both regretted not playing years ago. She moaned and growled and tried to make me rush, and I held her on the edge. Her lustful and blissful moans keeping me going. In the summer heat a slight sweat showed on her skin, adding a little taste to her sweet skin. Trailing from her collar to stomach, kissing up her sides, hands caressing her. Her already excited nipples hardened more, her breasts swelling as I kneaded and sucked, licking. I lowered down her bare body, kissing up her calves and thighs, her sighs soft and sweet. Deciding to be mean as well, my finger teased her wetness, slowly stroking the lips and teasing her clit with soft continuous circles until her wetness practically dripped and rolled down her leg, her hands digging into my hair. Her eyes closed and she sighed again. She gasped when my hand landed across her ass. The moan that followed my tongue tasting her clit and delving inside her spring was loud and luxurious. Standing up, I took her by the hair firmly, bringing her lips to mine in a kiss. Picking her up, her legs wrapped around me waist. Her eagerness to match mine lovely. The velvet clench of pulling her down on me addicting. The sweet sting as her nails dig into my back maddening. She moaned and screamed, we scratched we bit one another. And when she unraveled around me I hungered for more. A couple hours later she lay on the bed, legs on my shoulders. She had begged for a rest two orgasms ago and I was making her a buffet. My tongue and fingers forcing her past her own limits. The dried cum on her chin and stomach, the sweet taste of her cum and juices covering my face, and filling my mouth. I edged her, the last orgasm squirting into my mouth as she made a silent scream and shook violently, trying to push me away and claw me to her at the same time. Releasing her, I moved to hold her as we rested. Already making plans for next week where we would end up meeting Rachel.