I went on a pilgrimage in Spain and arranged to spend a few days in Barcelona to see old friends before returning to London. I look up Paula – tall, pale catalan, fringe, flat chest but round arse. I had met her when i lived there seven years before. At some point in that period we had kissed in my room at a house party, and she fled home drunk and upset because she had cheated on ber bf – who had only come up in conversation for the first time in in the week or two before that house party, which is quite telling. I was rolling when we kissed, and loved every second of it, but didnt pursue her as she clearly wasnt right with everything around her relationship.
Everyone who knew us at the time teased me about how much she wanted me. We met up for a drink, and a couple in we went to a bar we had gotten mashed and quite flirty in one time when i had lived there. She had barely changed, looked spectacular, and was still with the same guy. We leant in and brushed lips. I called her a tease and she said, no, she does want me, but she didnt know what to do right then. I was in town for a few more days and suggested lunch.
She took a half day off work, we got lunch and walked in a park on a hill. By the end of the afternoon we were a bit bushed, and i suggested a vermouth at one of the little places near my mate’s flat that i was staying in – she had a friend in that neighbourhood and knew a good bar, and in general the catalans have a pride thing about their food and drink. We got there, had two quick ones, and bought some veg and pasta to take up to my friend’s kitchen
We lasted 20 minutes before i was peeling off her tight top. We rolled about on the bed like teenagers, and she took me in her hands and made me hard. She said she didnt want to fuck, and i was ok with that, and after a few more minutes of stroking her clit through her pants with my fingers and the head of my cock, she pulled them to one side and started pressing me against her opening. She had hipsters on, and i remember the sight of her reaching down to move the crotch of her panties up and out of the way while using the other hand to grip and manoeuvre me. I lifted my weight off the bed and gave it to her very slowly. I’m uncut and i could feel her pulling the foreskin taught and back, and how deliciously wet she felt. I focused on her neck and soon i was fully inside her, and for whatever reason just rocked my hips back and forth instead of fucking her. She gripped at my back and hips. I dont know if she came, but she pushed me off and started to ride me. She was out of practice and i guided her hips with my hands.
She started touching herself, then got off my abruptly and said she shouldnt be doing this. I was ok with it, despite how far we’d gone, and we cuddled up. We fooled around a bit more, without penetration. She left an hour or so later, and we continued chatting by text. A fortnight, she had dumped the live-in bf and booked tickets to see me.
The weekend came and i picked her up from the airport after some lengthy delays, getting home at 1am. She showered and climbed into my bed – we’d kissed and petted a bit – and she lay down with me. I stroked her and asked if she had been looking forward to being here. She said she had, and she had been thinking about our afternoon. I put my leg between hers and spread them open a bit – she was wearing a long t and boyshorts. We talked about her sex life with her bf, and she had the usual complaints – she used the word ‘starfish’ to describe laying there while he went about his business, and how she hadnt come with him in a while. I said i was looking forward to making her come, and she laughed and said dont get your hopes up. I pulled her on top of me and asked why. I was half hard and she pressed her crotch in to it. “Because i dont come a lot and thats ok.” I said it was ok but we should find out what she enjoys. I was getting harder and she absent mindedly rubbed me with her pussy. She had wide hips and a round ass, and i loved the thought of her coming all the way to give it to me. “I couldnt come like this,” she said, pointing down at our waists. I pulled my cock from my shorts and pressed the length of it against her and she pushed back. Should we try?
I didnt want an answer so pulled her shorts off and sat her on me. I told her that she was wet so she was clearly already enjoying it a bit. She nodded, but her lip, and started to take me in. I pulled her head down to my chest and stroked her back while she sat with my cock inside her. I eventually lowered my hands to her arse cheeks and lifted her slightly so i could inch myself back and forth out of her. She licked and kissed at my ear. I think we should find out what makes you come. She agreed. I started running through a dirty talk repertoire, and her responses were sounds not words. I lifted her higher and started fucking her a bit harder – i could hear how wet she was now. Eventually she tapped me on the chest and said yes, yes, i came, though again i hadnt noticed.
The weekend was great, and on sunday i planned to take her for a walk on the heath followed by a pint. We got to the pint early, drank quickly and ordered a second. We had a bit more time on our hands than expected. I asked her if we should get a bite before we picked up her bags. She said no, we should get back. I picked up on it, and said she would rather make me hard and fuck me one last time than eat. She nodded.
We got back. She was wearing a black romper, thong, no bra. I laid her down on the bed, and i remember we both made our kisses over the top wet, leaving trails of saliva. I did the same as i sucked her small breasts and pulled the romper off. I told her i was going to miss her arse, and guided her on to her knees. She was so much less awkward than our first session, and pushed her arse out to me like she was presenting her pussy. I liked her from behind, and i told her she’ll have to change her pants before the flight and i wanted to keep these wet ones. I was throbbing, and she was extra tight because of the position. I pushed down on her shoulder blades and asked her to tell me what she was going to miss about me. She said she was going to miss how i made her want to be fucked, how she didnt think about getting fucked until she was near me. I was going at her from behind and telling her she needs to find someone who cares about her pussy.
I sat her on top of me and asked her to put her feet flat on the mattress and ride me. She had long legs, and with those hips it was such a view. I said she was going to make me come so hard, and should i come inside her? She moaned yes. I asked her if she’d go back and fuck her ex and she said never. She was grinding back and forth at this point and we came together, with me pulling her hips down on me with one hand and the other cupping her chin with my thumb in her mouth.
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