A few weeks ago, I posted about hooking up with my high school prom date at the after party of that night. She and I stayed in touch (in more ways than one) for some time after, and parted ways when we went to different schools that Fall. Fast forward to Spring of the following year, and I’m home for Spring Break…
I lay on my bed watching TV. It’s nice to be home, but I’m definitely nearing my wits end with being in my parents’ domain again. I’d seen a few friends earlier in the week, but plans were winding down at this point. A few days ago, Morgan (my prom date) texted me to see what I was up to. I was busy at the time, but decided with my added free time this evening that I should reciprocate.
We text for a bit and catch up about what we’ve been up to, how school’s going, the usual. Then she brings up prom. We flirt lightly, talking about how the prom was fun but the after party was better. My mind starts to wander, thinking about how great her body always looked and felt the few times we hooked up.
My phone buzzes a notification from a different app: it’s a picture from Morgan. I open it eagerly, and am surprised by what I see. It’s not a nude, but rather a picture of her nicely toned legs taken while laying on her bed. My eyes follow her thighs down her calves to see her panties wrapped around her ankles. The description reads: “Thinking about prom got me like…”
I can barely think. I text her back and tell her I saw the picture, and she asks why I’m telling her and not showing her.
I unbutton my pants and slide them down, keeping my boxers on. I’ve stiffened quite a bit since seeing her tease, so I snap a picture of my bulge underneath my boxers that outlines my penis quite well. I add a description: “Thinking about you got me like…”
We go back and forth like this for a bit. No nudes, but teases of each other: my bulge making a tent in my boxers, an over the shoulder snippet of her ass now covered by her panties again.
Finally she asks me: “Do you want to come over?😉” With an ecstatic yes, I throw a jacket on and rush out the door.
Arriving at her house, I’m a little nervous to see that her parents are still home. I’ve met them before when we hung out the previous summer, but seeing them before a potential booty call is a bit more intimidating. Mustering up my courage, I approach the front door and let Morgan know I’m here.
The door opens and I see Morgan standing there in her pajamas. Her petite frame doesn’t show much through the baggy top she wears, but I’ve felt and seen her body enough times to know not to be deceived.
“Hi!” She exclaims before giving me a big hug. Feeling her body press against mine gets my mind wandering again, but this ends when her mom comes to say hello.
“Oh hello! There’s a face we haven’t seen in a while.” She says, and gives me a hug as well.
“We’re gonna watch a movie downstairs.” Morgan says, and we walk into the house and promptly enter the basement. I certainly appreciate how quickly we got through the awkward hello with her mother, and can tell she didn’t want to deal with it either.
Her basement is a large finished room with a big couch and a nice TV. We sit first, awkwardly unsure of how to begin. She suggests a movie and we kill the lights before settling into the couch together. Before long, we’ve turned our attention away from the screen and onto each other.
Part 2 coming momentarily!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ummqta/mf_hooking_up_with_an_old_friend_on_spring_break