THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION.
Allison and I have been together since our junior year of high school. We literally lived two doors apart and have pretty much known each other our whole lives. We attended the same school, went to the same church, had food at the same community barbecue/picnic… you get the idea.
How did we end up together… well it was really not the best of circumstances. I was playing ball with some friends at the park and it was getting dark. We decided to part ways and as I headed home, I cut through the wooded trail as I did so many times (it was a shortcut to my house) I thought I heard someone sobbing.
I looked around and saw Allison sitting by a tree crying. I went over to see if she was okay. She was startled to see me and tried to compose herself. I asked if she was okay and she said she was fine. Really all I was doing was being polite and really didn’t care. I saw Allison more as a friend than anything and (I know it sounds mean) but was not really attracted to her in that way.
I asked her if she was sure and she said yes. I said okay and started to walk away. “Wait” she said and asked me if I could sit with her for a few minutes. I did so and we started to have some small talk. She asked me how I was doing and I said fine. Then she asked me if I had a date for the upcoming dance and I said that I really had no intention of going. She said that that was sad. And I said not really since I wasn’t really interested.
The truth was there was this girl I wanted to ask but one of my buddies already asked her and it made me disinterested about going to the dance.
Allison told me that she was sure this guy was going to ask her and had been dropping hints. She had her hopes up, until he asked her best friend instead. She was devastated.
“Oh well” I said. And told her I had to be heading home. “Wait” she said again. She leaned over to kiss me. We ended up making out and I got to first base and maybe close to second. About 10 minutes later it all stopped. She said good night and got up and left.
Eventually we would meet up and explore further more and about two months later we began having sex. Since were together more and more, our families began to think we were dating and I guess we started to believe it too. A few weeks after we started having sex, we made our relationship official and announced it to our families. But deep in my gut we knew all we were was FWB.
A year later, pretty much nothing has changed. We were seniors and looking forward to everything that happens during senior year. If I had to bet, Allison and I probably had the most sex of any senior student in our school at the time. Her libido matched mine and we had sex every chance we got.
After graduation, her parents invited me to go camping with them. Her dad bought a new RV and was excited to show the thing off. Her parents were awesome and treated me as one of their own.
We set out on our 5 day trip to a camp ground in the mountains and though Allison and I had to keep our hands to ourselves it wasn’t easy. Though her parents approved of our relationship, they kept us on separate beds and slept with the bedroom door open.
Day 5. I was so horny it was driving me nuts. We were driving back home. On day 3 Allison and I managed to slip off for a few minutes and we fondled each other but did not really have the time to do anything to satisfy the both of us.
I went to the bathroom and down on the floor I found a pair of panties. They were bikini cut and my imagination started to run wild. I imagine Allison wearing it more like a thong and walking around. I brought it to my face and sniffed it, hoping to get Allison’s scent. I did. Next thing I knew I was rock hard. I took out my dick and rubbed the panty on it. It felt good. I took the crotch area and rubbed it on my dick. Pretty soon I was masturbating with it. It did not take me long and I did my best not to get any cum on it. I cleaned up and drop the panties on the floor and kicked it to where I remember it was.
That weekend my parents and I had Allison’s family for dinner. We talked about the trip and my dad asked me and Allison had fun. We said yes, but deep down inside we were saying “meh”.
After dinner we went to the family room while Allison’s mom helped my mom clear the table. Someone dropped a fork and the sound made me look. Allison’s mom bent over and picked up the fork and it surprised me to see the top of her underwear. It was the same one I jacked of with. It took me a minute to comprehend what I saw. At first I did not know what to think. But the more it lingered in my mind the more I was okay with it.
Allison’s mom Ashley was not unattractive. In fact she was a prettier, matured version of Allison. I remember seeing a wedding picture of her and Allison’s dad and I thought she looked very pretty.
That night, Allison sneaked into my bedroom when everybody was asleep and we fucked. At one point while I was inside her I thought about her mom. That wasn’t right I know. It was just one of those random thoughts that pop in your head. Then I had the urge to go down one her to get a whiff of her scent. I don’t have to explain why… you should be able to figure it out.
Fast forward to three years later. Allison and I moved in together to a town not too far away from where we grew up. Our gusto for sex had not died down. On our first week together we probably had sex 20-30 times. I could swear by day 7 my dick was raw. As time passed the sex went from 20-30 times a week to 7 times a week to maybe 2 or 3 times a week. Besides the companionship, all Allison and I really had was sex. It was the solution to everything. A year later we came to a crossroad in our lives. We were used to each other. We were comfortable with each other. But did we really love each other. We cared, but did we love? Sadly we both realized that we didn’t and it was not fair. We decided to part ways and about a week later I moved out.
Two years later. I was an intern at an Architectural Firm and though Allison and I kept in touch through FB it’s been some time since I spoke with her.
On Friday night a bunch of us from work decided to have some beers t a local watering hole. I was standing at the bar waiting to get served, when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and was happy to see the person. I gave her a hug said “hi” and whispered in her ear “good to see you… Alli”. She corrected me and said, “no it’s Ashley, her mom”. My jaw dropped. She looked really good. I asked her to join me at a private table.
I asked her what she was doing in my neck of the woods and she told me that she was staying with Allison. I asked her if everything was alright and she said that she and Allison’s dad separated a few months ago and she moved in with Allison in our old apartment. I asked her how Allison was and she said she was good. She kept it vague enough maybe not trying to give away to much and I did not want to pry. We kept the conversation about ourselves and pretty soon it started to get late and we said good night. As I walked her to her car, she kinda stumbled and I asked if she was okay. She said she may have had a little too much, but she was okay. I offered to drive her home and she relented.
As we got in the car, I thought about walking her up her door and seeing Allison and at that moment I decided I was not okay with that. I told her that I would drop her off at the building and asked if she would be okay to climb up the stairs by herself. She said she wasn’t sure.
I don’t know what the hell possessed me but I offered to bring her to my house since it was a one story so she could sleep it off. She said thank you.
We got to my house and she asked if it was okay for her to take a shower. I said that’s fine and pointed her to the bathroom and laid out a fresh towel for her. In the back of my mind the idea that I wanted to see her naked popped. And as the thought went on… the desire grew more and more. I thought about the panty incident and how excited I got when I realized it was hers. I was lost in thought when she called out.
I went to her and she was hiding behind the door. She asked if she could borrow a shirt and maybe a pair of boxers. I got her both and handed it to her. She got dressed and I showed her to the guest room.
Ashley was always wearing the typical suburban mom get up. Meaning she was always covered. Very covered. Wearing my t-shirt with no bra, I caught a view of how her breast looked. It looks like she had them done. I wanted to see them. I wanted to touch them. I noticed her nipples were kinda hard. I wanted to see what color the were. Was it light brown like Allison’s? How big are her aureola?
We said good night and I leaned over for a hug… and she met me with a kiss. I broke off and looked at her with confusion. It took me all of three seconds and I kissed her back. We kissed passionately and I took this opportunity to satisfy my curiosity, I reached under her shirt and cupped her breast. Her eyes opened and she broke the kiss. “My, my aren’t we going fast?” I felt embarrassed by her scolding. In a lot of ways, I was back to being a horny teenager. And the only way I knew how to have sex is fast and furious. Allison and I never really took our time. Yes there was foreplay, but as I look back it was more quantity not quality.
Ashley noticed my embarrassment. “It’s okay. Let me take the lead.” I nodded. She took my hand from her breast and put it around her waist and we started to kiss. She was gentle and gradually became passionate. After about 5 minutes she laid on the bed and asked me to come on top of her. I did and she put my hand on her hip as we continued to make out. After about 10 minutes she broke the kiss and looked into my eyes.
“You realize that if we do this, you and Allison will never be back together again.” She said.
I nodded. Not that I ever thought of getting back with her, but the absoluteness of it made me pause.
“Do you still want to do this?” she asked.
I said yes. She kissed me for a second and pushed me back. She sat up and took off her shirt. I tried my best not to giggle like a school boy, but my smirk gave away my excitement.
She smiled and took my hand and put it on her breast.
“Fondle, don’t grope.” She said. Not that I understood what she meant, but I tried to be more gentle.
“Good” she said as we continued to kiss.
Then she told me to play with her nipple. Pinch it, but be gentle.
I did as I was told and I saw her smile. I was happy satisfying my lover. Then she asked me to do her other nipple. I was a bit aggressive and she reminded me to be gentle. I toned it back and once again she started to smile. I watched her nipples get hard and as if she read my mind she told me to put my mouth on it. Again, I tried to be gentle. She said “harder” and I sucked harder. She said nibble on it. I gently placed her nipple between my teeth and playfully bit it. She moaned and once again I was proud that I was satisfying my lover.
She pushed me back and pulled my shirt off. She said “My turn” as she leaned over and started to lick and suck on my nipple. Oh My God!!! I have never been so turned on in my life. She asked me to stand up and she took off my pants.
I was so hard and horny I was afraid that the minute she touched my dick it would go off. She pulled my boxers off and her face was about an inch away from my dick. She gently stroked it and she looked up to me and smiled. She kissed around it gently and the touch of her mouth my my dick throb. She looked at me and smiled again. She ran her tongue on my shaft and I was in paradise. As I was sure I could not take anymore, she put me in her mouth.
I don’t want to sound mean, but I didn’t really enjoyed oral with Allison since she wasn’t very good at it. A lot of times she would used her teeth albeit gently and for the longest time I thought blow jobs were over rated.
Ashley was different. She used her lips and her tongue and it was a completely different experience. I never knew a blow job can feel so good. It was wonderful. She was wonderful.
Three minutes later I could not stand it anymore.
“I’m gonna cum.” I yelled. She sucked more vigorously and she swallowed my entire orgasm.
She licked around the head of my dick making sure she had every drop. I collapsed on the bed with a big smile on my lips.
“You’re no good to me now.” she said.
I was shocked. I looked at her face and she was serious. I started to apologized profusely. She started to laugh.
“That’s okay. You just have to please me a different way.” She stood up and pulled my boxers off. She had a bush down there. It wasn’t trimmed or anything, but it did not looked sloppy. She told me to sit up an she laid on the bed.
She spread her legs and asked me to kiss her thighs. I did so. I smelled her scent and it brought me back to that day with her underwear. I began to kiss closer and closer to her pussy and she told me to stop and take my time. Don’t touch her pussy yet. I did as I was told.
After about a minute, with her left hand she spread her pussy. She pointed to her clit and told me to lick around it. I did and after a few minutes she began to relax and she started to moan. I felt her twitch when I touched a certain place and the more I played around her clit, the more she gyrated her hips and the more she moaned.
I put a finger in her pussy and she gasped. I fingered her and she was getting wetter by the moment. Her moans became louder and her hips gyrated faster. I knew she was close and 10 more seconds I felt her pussy throb around my finger.
She pulled me up and kissed me. She licked around my lips to taste herself on me.
“Are you ready to fuck me?” She asked.
Yes I was. I never really lost my hard on from earlier but this time I was rock hard.
She took my dick and rubbed it gently. “I guess you are.” she said. Then she guided me inside.
She was tighter than I expected. She was so wet that I slip right in. She asked me to go slow with long strokes. Again I did what I was told. She put her legs on my shoulders and I penetrated her as deep as I could. Long deep strokes.
I looked into Ashley’s eyes and she was beautiful. She was very beautiful. I stared to pump faster and harder and she started to moan.
“More” she cried out. I gave her more, I gave her all I got. I wanted to stay inside her longer. I never wanted it to end. I fucked her. I really fucked her. I fucked her hard.
About another 5 minutes I was ready to cum. I began to pull out and she stopped me.
“Cum inside me, it’s okay”. I did. I felt like a shot a gallon of cum inside her. Even after I came, it still felt good to be inside her so I did not pull out. We kissed and after several minutes I started to pump her again. This time it was more gentle and if I had to say it, I actually made love to her. It took me a little while longer to achieve orgasm that time. But she didn’t mind. She fell asleep in my arms.
I woke up before she did the next morning. We slept with no covers on, so I took the time to admire her naked body. The sunlight lit the room so I got a very good look at her. She was truly beautiful.
I cupped her left breast and she moaned a little. Then I started to play with her nipple, pinching it gently like she showed me. I started to get hard again. I decided to put her nipple in my mouth and as I did, I started to jack off.
I licked her nipple and watched it get hard. Then I felt her hand on my dick and she started to rub me. I sucked on her nipple a little harder and I saw her part her legs. I put my hand on her pussy, my fingers probing. Touching her labia, her clit and finally inserting a finger in. I felt her grip on my dick tighten as I fingered her. She stared to rub my dick faster and I matched the thrusting of my finger in her pussy. Finally I could not take it anymore, I climbed on top of her and fucked her again. I came inside her and once again I did not pull out. I kissed her and fondled her right breast.
After about 20 minutes of love making. We got up. I got in the shower and she joined me. We groped and fondled but didn’t have sex anymore. We got dressed and she asked if I was hungry. I said I was and she asked what I had to eat.
I am a big eater and I love to cook so I always have a well stocked pantry and fridge. She found some bacon, eggs and pancake mix and began to cook as I started the coffee machine.
At breakfast we started to talk.
“Well, that happened.” I said and I smiled.
She smiled too and as far as I could tell it was a genuine smile.
We were silent for a few minutes.
“I really enjoyed that. Thank you.” I found myself saying.
She smiled and said “you’re welcome”.
We made some small talk and I don’t know if it was unintentional but somehow we avoided talking about Allison.
Pretty soon Ashley decided it was time to go and asked if I can bring her back to her car.
When we got there she kissed me and I thanked her again.
She opened the door and she was getting out I said
“I’d really like to see you again.”
She turned around, looked at me, smiled and kissed me.
“Me too.” As she got out of the car, slammed the door and walked away.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/5u1ip3/mf_just_like_fine_wine