High school sweethearts reconnect Part 1 [F] [MF]

It had been about 8 years since we had seen each other last. The last few times had been brief and didn’t have the same weight without the full weight of time between. Im going to call him Noah. If you’re a Notebook fan, yes this is after that character. That movie has always had a connection for my “Noah” and I.

The first time we saw each other, we were both so nervous. I came from out of state and was visiting my family. However, I packed a romper which honestly would be hard to take off but it showed off my boobs magically. I figured it’d force my to show constraint because it would not be easy to take just my pants off or anything.

I look amazing in this romper. It’s the outfit I wear that starts relationship fights in strangers lol. Literally the number of jaws that drop or up and down looks I get from men, who are with their partners, is crazy. Especially since my husband doesn’t like rompers. So when I wear it, I’m truly wearing it for the pleasure of making heads turn. I’d gained some weight since I’d seen Noah last, but was blessed that most of it went to my boobs. I knew he would lose his mind when he saw them. I was reveling in the fact that he’d have to try so hard to not obviously stare at my tits. He always was a boob man. I now am a 36F. When we were together last I was a full 34C or barely filling a D. I secretly was hoping that Noah and I would start making out and he’d be easily able to pull a tit out to play with. Even though it shows my tits off, it also makes me look innocent and sweet. Exactly what drives the men that go for me, crazy. I look innocent and naive but that is far from the truth.

We had connected for an incredibly hot night of phone sex a few months prior to this so we had been casually sexting here and there. Otherwise, we had had no contact in years! I drunkenly had reached out to him telling him how every sex dream I’ve ever had, he is the star of it. Or something along those lines. We also just talked all night even though he had work the next day. We talked about how we would always love each other and had never really moved on. I told him how my husband doesn’t ever want to have sex. And when we do it’s super vanilla. At that point, I had been telling my husband that we needed to have sex at least twice a week. But ideally, I wanted 4 times. However, I knew that was too much for him. I told my husband to literally make an alarm that says go have sex with your wife. Honestly, not something I’d ever thought I’d have to deal with. His libido is just super low and mine is super high! So is Noah’s. We’d fuck like 12 times during a day in our teenage angsty years. We had incredibly hot sex. The best of my life was always with him. My husband already had big shoes to fill in that department and just wasn’t doing it. I kept telling him that if he wasn’t trying any of my suggestions, I’d get it elsewhere. He hasn’t gotten it together so in came Noah again!

I pulled into his house and felt that anticipation building. I used to do this same walk when we were insanely horny teenagers who just non stop fucked and smoked pot. I was so nervous but as soon as he opened the door, we instantly embraced in an intense hug. Pushing our bodies together so no space was left. I swear I can only hug him like that. Way back when, my little innocent teenage self fell in love in those hugs and it still makes my heart flutter now. If you haven’t ever experienced passion from just a hug, there is still more for you to find out there in the world lol!

We headed to lunch at this really beautiful location that he had picked out. When he had suggested that place, I was like ok, solid. He’s totally putting as much thought into this as I am. It was totally a date spot and also secluded. We just chatted and caught up during lunch. Then, still having more time before he needed to go to work we went for a little walk. There was this perfect gazebo, that I honestly think weddings are held at so it was insanely romantic feeling. When we walked into it, I could tell we both instantly were like well shit, we won’t be able to stay away now. However, we were trying so hard to stay strong. Seeing as I’m married and he’s in a serious relationship. That connection though. It’s electric. It’s insane.

Just walking, I was getting turned on thinking about holding his hand. Yes. Just THINKING about holding his hand. Wtf. How can I feel that attracted to someone!? We meandered towards our cars. I felt like that was the moment. We’d finally just break the barriers and kiss. We got back, there was a couple who was setting up their kayaks. Right next to our car. I saw in both of our faces that we were disappointed. Noah said, I actually have about 10 more minutes. We could keep walking? Needless to say, I was in. We walk down the path and I’m thinking… do I kiss him? Will he kiss me? We find this little bench that is facing out to the gazebo. We finally got to sit close to each other and I could feel the tension between us. We were staring into each other’s eyes and pretending we didn’t want to just rip each other’s clothes off and fuck each other until we couldnt walk straight anymore.

He legit needed to go to work, so we meandered back to our cars. The couple was still there! Fuck. So we awkwardly hug and say our goodbyes. My clit is literally throbbing at this point from the tension and I’m so wet. God I was craving Noah so bad.

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Once I get back to where I’m staying. I am desperately waiting for nighttime to come so that I can too lol. Laying in bed that night, I couldn’t stop playing with my pussy. My husband had stayed home and I rarely get a chance to be away and rarely get to orgasm. Literally, the second he leaves to run errands, I run to my vibrator. This time, I had all night. But I also had a squeaky bed and family nearby. So I had to be quiet. Which is not easy for me. Something about making sound just really let’s me let loose.

This squeaky as fuck bed frame, actually came from our guest room growing up. The same bed where Noah and I had our first sexual experiences. Spent our first nights together. Where I first got tied up/used the bars to pretend I was. So that and the fucking insane nostalgia/tension from the day… damn. I was so hot and bothered. I wanted to fuck Noah’s face so bad. I started gently rubbing up and down, pretending it was Noah’s tongue gliding along me. I’m usually not a big fan of fingering myself (I’d prefer something more girthy to use), but I slide a finger in. I was so wet and so into thinking about Noah fucking me again. So I went right from one finger to 3 fingers. Noah always had thick fingers that were slightly rough from playing guitar and soccer. I wish I knew what he did to finger be back in those days. I think it becomes a lost art as you get older. Thinking of him rubbing my clit with his rough fingers and his rock hard cock ready to go, was getting me so hot. I was pulling on my nipples and twisting them. I like a little bit of pain and it’s one way I try to keep myself quiet.

It was so hard to not just finger bang myself rough and loud. So I was pinching and pulling them pretty hard. I was remembering how Noah used to love sucking on my nipples. I think he worshipped my tits and pussy as a teenager. He would just lick and suck like his life depended on it. I started really gently rubbing my clit from left to right. Usually I’m more of an up and down or circling kind of girl. But I needed to stop myself from cumming too quick. It didn’t work, I came within a minute. Only for Noah could I do that. I was still throbbing. This rarely happens, but I could feel that I was throbbing still and I could keep going. For some reason this feels embarrassing to say, but in all reality it’s fucking awesome so idk why I’d be embarrassed haha. But, sometimes I can multiple orgasms. Literally seconds apart. So I slide my finger in my pussy to help keep my clit wet enough to keep going. This is when I realized how fucking wet I was. Noah used to make me squirt all the time. I only ever had 2 maybe 3 times since I’d been with him. Thinking of this and how he used to fuck me so hard that I’d leave a puddle on our bed. I didn’t squirt this time, but damn was I wet. I keep rubbing and orgasmed 2 more times right after. They are always like a mini orgasm. But I mean a mini orgasm is still an orgasm and still fucking amazing.

I knew Noah and I were going to connect again. After how I was feeling, I knew I wanted to tempt him into my pussy. I also knew that was not going to be a challenge, but the build up while we pretended we wouldn’t fuck was going to make it that much better. It would be another couple months before I’d maybe be able to see him again. My pussy couldn’t wait. When I woke up that next morning in my empty bed, I orgasmed one more time. Never would I have thought I’d be so happy to wake up in an empty bed ha. But fuck. To play with myself and think of Noah. Fuck yes I was.

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