(This is my first story. This did actually happen and I still fantisize about it to this day. I hope you guys enjoy)
It had been four years. Four years since I had last touched her. Four years since she last told me she loved me. Four years since I last felt whole.
It wasn’t a long relationship, a few months during her last semester as a college freshman. But she made time seem endless. Every moment with Ella just brought me feelings that my young naive self didn’t know how to handle, to the point that I lost touch with my emotions. As a result, I let her go too easily, letting my stubbornness take the best of me. It’s something I will never forgive myself for.
We still talked. Not frequently, but little conversations every once in awhile on Instagram. Since I had last seen her, she had cut her long brown hair into a pixie style cut– and goddamn, did it give her an sexy edge that made me want to punch my past self. Her tits had to have gotten a cup size bigger. I don’t know how, as they were gorgeously huge when I saw them bare in person last. She had gained weight, but not in a bad way. Her thighs filled out plump, and with her bigger chest, it gave her that full hourglass figure that I would kill to run my hands down on her flawless pale skin.
I don’t know why she even considered dating me. Pretty average looking ginger guy. Not too tall, but not short, facial hair, skinny but not a stick. I went to the gym, but to stay fit, I was not buff by any means. She was crazy for me for whatever reason and I was too stupid to recognize it. My loss.
The last selfie she most recently uploaded showed very heavy cleavage with no shirt on. I was instantly turned on by the sight of her tits, her nipples so barley off frame. The image took me back on a memory trip, not being able to help myself but to think of the last time I got to feel those lucious tits of hers–
It was early summer just after her freshman year of college ended. We had been seeing each other about two months, with just casually hanging out and casually fucking, nothing that I was ready to make serious (hense where I fucked up, but nothing I can go back and change now.)
She had invited me up to her friends lake house with a bunch of other people our age for the evening. I didn’t know them at all, but I couldn’t pass up a trip to the lake with a sexy girl, now can I? She picked me up and we drove an hour off to the lake. It was a large lake, primarily of private homes that were only occupied in the spring and summer, as where we lived it got very cold in the fall and winter.
The house was decently large with three bedrooms and a huge kitchen. Definitely a great hang out for people our age. We got a room with a queen bed and private bathroom, which was beyond nice. It wasn’t a modern home, so the furniture and fixtures were relatively outdated, but you can only complain when you’re at a lake house– plus the only thing I planned to really pay attention to this trip was Ella’s beauty.
It was early evening on Friday night. We had grilled out hotdogs and hamburgers, the average American summer welcoming dinner. It was about seven of us, with only three girls. We had all been playing “never have I ever” on the back deck, watching the sun go down, so we were all a bit drunk. I’ve done some stupid stuff in the past, so I was a few beers in, but still with it. Once it got dark around nine, we all decided to do what all drunk college kids at a private lake house would do– strip down naked and skinny dip.
I was a bit shy about it. I had just met these people and now I was to get naked in front of them. Ella on the other hand, who also didn’t know most of them too well, already had all her clothes off before leaving the back deck. She was a free spirit and had no fucks to give. It was one of the reasons I found her so damn attractive. She first took off her bikini top, letting her round, pale breasts fall free, seeing the outside world for the first time. She removed her shorts with her bikini bottoms, doing the famous “short-shorts wiggle,” ensuring that her rear end popped out first, exposing her perfectly round ass.
“Let’s fucking do this!”, throwing her clothes to the deck, littered with beer bottles and used paper plates.
She strutted down the walkway to the lake, her ass bobbing as she walked. I was watching her walk away just astonished at what I was seeing. I was very much trying to not get hard to the sight of her naked self just stripped in front of everyone so shamelessly. It was sexy as hell.
We all proceeded behind her, electing to strip on the dock where we could cover ourselfs before jumping into the lake, still a bit brisk from the previous winter. She was already in the water frolicking about, and everyone else was getting undressed and jumping in. There is one other girl there that was friends with Ella; I had met her once before this trip. I found her attractive as well, but she was not nearly as striking as Ella, but I’m not gonna lie and say watching her strip was not enjoyable.
Everyone else was in the water splashing and whatnot. I sat and watched Ella just float in the water, seemly so relaxed and content with her nakedness. I finally removed my shirt and swim shorts, making sure no one else is really paying any attention to me as I do so. I covered my junk with my hand before jumping in– again, I didn’t know these people too well besides what I had learned from “never had I ever”. After the initial jump, I immediately felt my balls shrink from the cold water. That’s always a good time. Ella swam up to me and grabbed them in her hand.
“Aww, little cold there, huh? So cute!” God she was such a tease.
I scooped her up and hold her, both giggling. I looked into her eyes, and gave her slow, gentle kisses as I held her in my arms. Her wet tits glistened under the full moon. Everyone else was swimming around naked and drunk, having a grand time, but all I saw was her, in that moment.
I admired Ella’s naked body in the water, with her long brown hair floating in the water as I held her against me. With one arm still holding her, I ran my hand down her body underwater, the sexual thoughts begining to race through my head. I started my hand at her soft breasts, running my hand slowly down her stomach and toward her pelvis and end inside her thighs. I danced my fingers up her bare thighs. Her eyes gently shut close and she let out a slight moan, and I felt my dick perk up. As much as I wanted to slide my fingers inside her, I knew not to finger her, as the pussy is not lake water friendly, so I only teased her labias with my fingers, cautious to not open her. Looking up at me, she reached her hand down to begin rubbing my hard cock. It was a different feeling considering we were in a lake; I can’t say I’ve had a handjob underwater before, but it was still hot nonetheless.
She lifted up her head to my ear while jacking me off, dragging her tongue along my neck as she reached.
“Let’s bring this dance inside.” She whispered into my ear. My eyes rolled back in my head of the thought of the things that I was going to do with this girl.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/c1695s/living_in_the_past_pt_1_build_up_mf