I [M]et up with a high school [F]riend I hadn’t seen in 15 years, right after a break-up

Something magical happens when you change your relationship status on Facebook. Old (female) friends come out of nowhere to make sure you’re “doing ok”.

Becca wasn’t by any means my high school sweet heart. We traveled in overlapping social circles, but barely crossed paths during school. But we both thought the other was attractive and this led to a few random kisses and touches exchanged at random parties as we got high together. It was so very high school. But that was ages ago, and we are both functioning adults and that was a different time and a different life.

She messaged me only a few days after my status change.

Becca: *“OMG, I can’t believe you’re single, I would see your posts and always thought you two looked like the perfect couple”*

Me: *“Well, sometimes things aren’t as they appear. I’m just trying to get my new life straightened out”*

I had been with my ex (lets call her Beelzebub) for nearly 10 years. A dead bedroom and constant bickering over money (she wanted more), sex (I wanted more) and a lack of common ground (we both needed more) had eventually lead to our going separate ways.

The breakup was official and while Beelz was staying with a friend, while she looked for a new apartment, she still had a key and all her stuff was still with me. Technically we were still living together as we went though the break-up motions.

Another message came in:

Becca: *“Oh, you haven’t moved out yet? That’s too bad, I was going to suggest we get dinner or something, but I don’t want to rock the boat”.*

Me: *“Not a worry, it’s good for me to get out of the house at night, it’s awkward as fuck around here, not knowing if and when she’ll stop by”*

Becca: *“Lets grab diner on Friday night then. I’ll be in your area for a work thing, and we can get some Thai and you can vent, or we can just catch up”*

I decided to play it safe though and picked a restaurant a few miles from our apartment. I didn’t want to run into Beelz, or any of our couple friends. Becca was waiting in front of the restaurant as I walked up. She was prettier than I could have possibly remembered. I hadn’t seen her in 15 years I think (other than on facebook), and she had seriously grown up into a woman. Becca is 5’10”, straight black hair nearly down to her ass, with a long slender figure and pale skin. And while she had small breasts, she more than made up for it with curvy hips and a perky ass. She was wearing a white blouse with dark colored jeans that really showed off her ass. She looked amazing.

I didn’t know what was going to happen tonight, but after 10 years with the same woman, and the first semi-pseudo date I’m going on is with this statuesque girl… My stomach was in knots and my cock was already at half mast. Becca gave me a big hug as I walked up and smiled from cheek to cheek.

Becca: *“OMG, you’re so grown up! I can’t even process this!”*

Me: *“You look the same, but taller I think”*

She punched my shoulder as I knew she had always been self-concise about her height. But thankfully I have a few inches on her. We had dinner and caught up about life since high school, who we still kept in touch with and who had done what crazy things. It was a nice relaxing time and was great to see an old friend. After dinner we walked outside and kept talking, and kept walking. I don’t think either one of us wanted the date to end, so we just kept wandering around the neighborhood of the restaurant. Eventually we ended up walking into a fairly large park. At the center it had a little playground with swings and one of those play areas with bridges and slides. We made our way to the swings and we sat on them for awhile and kept chatting.

Eventually we worked our way to sitting on the edge of the play area and were getting closer and closer to each other. I put my hand on the slope of her back and she leaned into me. My heart was racing as I thought about kissing her. She smiled at me and said “are you nervous?”.

Me: *“well, it’s my first date in 10 years”*

Becca: *“Oh, this is a date?, had I known, I would have dressed slutty for you”*

Me: *“It feels like a date… and you’ll always look a little slutty to me”*

Becca: *“Asshole… Here, Let me take some of the pressure off you”*

Becca stood up and walked in front of me. I was sitting on the edge of a little play bridge and she stood between my legs. In that position we were about the same height. Becca leaned in, I thought to kiss my lips, and then suddenly turned her head and kissed my cheek, then my ear, then ran her lips down to my neck. I turned my head to give her a better angle and I started to feel her tongue run down and around my neck. Little circles and then a playful nibble followed by a deep warm exhale and sent shivers down my body. I ran my hands along her hips and pulled her closer. She kept kissing and teasing my neck until I was breathing heavy and my hands were gripping her hips and pulling at her jeans.

She pulled back and our lips found eachother’s. Becca is an amazing kisser, someone that just naturally and effortlessly kisses you. We shared the same movements, the same breaths and just melted into each other as our tongues and lips tangled together. After what felt like nearly a half-hour of kissing. She started running her hands up and down my legs that were bent in front of her. Her right hand had found where my cock was under my jeans and she was softly massaging it as we kissed. She leaned towards my ear.

Becca: *“Do you remember when we were 18, and we hooked up after that party, the night I broke up with my boy friend?”*

Me: *“I remember us hooking up the last time I saw you, but I didn’t know you broke up with your boyfriend that day”*

Becca: *“yeah, like a few hours before I ran into you. It really helped me feel better about myself, and kept me from going back to him. He was a mentally abusive ass, and you were super sweet that night. It was a big deal”.*

Me: *“Oh.. I had no idea”*

Becca: *“Well, It stuck with me, and I spent like a month trying to run into you again, but you were hard to find back then”.* (I was likely high in someone’s garage).

The whole time we’re having this deep conversation about how I was there for her, when I didn’t know I had been there for her. Becca was slowly undoing the button on my pants and opening them. She reached her hand in, and freed my cock from my boxers and was now softly running her hands over it.

Becca: *“Anyway… I had always hopped I’d get a second chance.”*

At that moment, Becca slid down to one knee and let her long hair spill over my legs and lap. I felt her warm, soft mouth wrap around my cock and she started to slowly slide her mouth up and down my shaft. I gasped and shuddered. My mind raced as I wondered how the hell I got here so fast. We were just having Thai food an hour ago.

After several minutes of being in pure bliss, I pulled Becca to her feet and started to kiss her. I was a little feverish now, and she responded to that intensity with some of her own. I undid the buttons on her blouse and could see her bra and flat stomach showing now. Don’t worry folks, we were on the side of the play park facing the bushes, I think it would be hard for anyone from the street to see us. I pulled one side of her bra cup off her breast and kissed her nipple. Her head rolled back and she started to moan softly.

I started to undo her jeans and I slid my hand down into them to feel that her panties were wet. But then she pulled back and away.

Becca: *“Woo, this is only a first date. And I didn’t even know it was a first date until 20 minutes ago”*

She smiled as she said this. And, all the while tugging on my cock with her hand.

Becca: *“Now, I thought I was making this all about you”*

Becca stepped back and then dropped to both knees. She slide closer between my legs and started to stroke my cock with her hands as she ran her lips and tongue over the tip. I looked down at her, her knees on that bouncy rubber ground they make parks out of now. With her jeans loosened now, I could see her thong sticking out a few inches above her jeans. Fuck… It just reminded me of what a perfect little ass she has, and the sight of that thong was driving me crazy.

She continued to tease me with her mouth, her hand always massaging the base of my cock and she worked her mouth around me. My fingers running into her hair as I started to gasp and writhe in pleasure. I could feel myself getting close, and she knew it. She started taking me into her mouth faster and deeper. I could hear her making soft gagging noises as she took my cock all the way to the back of her throat. I let out a yelp, to give her some warning, and she pulled back at just the last moment and massaged my cock against her chest. I could feel her in perfect rhythm stoke my cock with each pulse, perfectly pulling all of my cum out of me. Until there wasn’t any more to give.

She kept running her hand over my wet, cum covered cock as she stepped up, off her knees and up to kiss me softly.

Becca: *“Better than I thought it would be”*

Me: *“I’m dah.. my cock.. ughg, you’re nice”*

I couldn’t make any sense of the moment or how good it felt to have my cock worshiped in a park by one of the girls I jerked off to in high school. This was a crazy night.

Becca’s chest and bra were covered with a few years of frustration that was shinning on her skin in the dim lights of the park. She started buttoning up her blouse as if there was nothing to do about it.

Me: “*Should we find you something to clean up with?”*

Becca: *”No, it’s fine. It’ll dry. Plus, I’ll enjoy smelling you on me when I play with myself when I get home.”*

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d48vsn/i_met_up_with_a_high_school_friend_i_hadnt_seen