Hooking up with an old Hookup [MF]

Lucy, 36, and I, 32, had spent a passionate few months together several years ago.

We fucked on the first date, a marathon session at her place which I think still causes me back pain to this day. She was insatiable. For the second date we went shopping and she took me to a sex shop. We later drunkenly masturbated each other through our clothes in a quiet corner of a dive bar.

For all of the sexual compatibility we had, I just wasn’t ready to commit. I came close a few times, but she felt too needy and emotional, although looking back I think that I was just too immature and she had a son which I just wasn’t ready for at the time.

So when she messaged me out of the blue a few days ago I was kind of shocked. She asked me if I was still into Magic The Gathering, my collection of which was sat dormant at the bottom of my wardrobe. Her son had recently gotten into it and she wondered if I had any spare cards.

I told her that I did and drove to hers after work to drop them off. On answering the door she looked stunning. She had lost some weight, tightened her body up and yet still had that devilish grin that used to turn me to putty in her hands. I wish that I could say that I dropped them off and went home, but when she invited me in, assuring me that her son was at a friends, I couldn’t resist.

Once inside the flirting started. Trips down memory lane about the time that she invited me over after work for sex and then refused to touch me, slapping me as I tried to grab her and forcing me to just watch as she masturbated on the bed, allowing me to lick her fingers clean after and sending me on my way. I asked if that was what was going to happen now. She laughed and brought me a coffee. We talked a little about our new jobs, I was in the process of buying a house and moaned about that. She asked about my GF and I said that we weren’t official or exclusive – not a lie. She tutted and said that a girl should lock me down, emboldened I flirted back, before she twisted the meaning and said “before I lose interest”. I kinda deserved that.

I finished my coffee and she said that she’d show me the bathroom and bedroom that she had had renovated. The bathroom was a bathroom. Once in the bedroom, the mood changed. She showed me it and I joked that it was much tidier than when we were hooking up, she turned and pointed at me so closely, pinning me almost against the wall. “It was only untidy because your clothes were everywhere.” I laughed. Maybe that was true.

“Do you still have the drawer?” I asked smirking. She glowered at me. Then walked over to her bedside cabinet and opened it. Daring me to come look.

I walked over and sat on the bed and looked inside the drawer, sure enough it was there, filled with sex toys, cuffs, rope, lubes, restraints, gags, you name it it was in there. She picked up a dildo, purple, quite big. “I was using this one this afternoon.” I joked about her enjoying herself while I was at work, she playfully tapped my head but let her hand linger there. We started at each other for a long moment as slowly her fingers curled into a fist in my hair and she held the dildo close to my face. I could smell her on it.

She moved it across my cheek to my lips and gave me a look like “come on. Be a good boy” so I opened my mouth and she slid it past my lips making me suck on it. When she pulled it out she tossed it onto the bed and straddled me, locking her lips on mine. We kissed for minutes, our tongues grappling each other, lost in the moment. I fell back onto the bed and grabbed at her ass, her tits, her whole body.

We quickly undressed. There was nothing sexy about the panicked quick motions and sure enough my clothes were on her floor again. As soon as she saw my cock she dived on it with her mouth, I nearly came immediately as memories of her blowjobs came flooding back – the backseat of my car – the cinema – an alley behind the pub on our fourth date. I grabbed her ass and let my fingers explore her holes, teasing her soake pussy and her tight asshole. I saw the dildo and grabbed it, rubbing it up and down her as she moaned into my cock. She grabbed my hand and forced me to shove the dildo into her roughly. She crawled up and kissed me as I did, leaving my cock disappointingly unattended.

I used to dildo and made her eyes roll back. Kissing her and licking her face as she licked mine. She then pulled me away and got on her back. I positioned myself between her legs and rubbed my cock up and down her wet slit. “Just do itttttt” she purred and I shoved my length into her.

As I fucked she scratched my back and I grabbed her wrists and pinned then to the bed. She kissed me and bit my lip. I pulled back. This girl wanted to HURT me. I smirked at her as I held her powerless beneath me. “Don’t stop. No matter what”. She said and I kept fucking her like my life depended on it. When a wrist got free she slapped me. I pinned it again. She writhed under me, almost trying to fight me off. I smacked her tits, she spat in my face, I grabbed her neck, she called me a pussy, and yet we thrusted our hips in unison. “I’m gonna cum” I warned and she wrapped her legs around me tight. A new trick. “I’m not on birth control, pull out.” She said and I TRIED but couldn’t. She held me too tight until I cummed deep inside her and flopped on top of her, spent.

I rolled off her. “What was that?” “Oh I am on it really, just wanted to scare you” she kissed my nose. “So if you wanna shower up, go and shower, then you can take me to dinner. I’m hungry.”

No way had that entered my mind. I wasn’t looking for a partner. “Lucy that was fun but…” I continued and she looked at me confused. We talked and she got mad but insisted that she understood. Once i got home I had a few messages from her but ignored them.

Over the past week though we’ve messaged a bit, reminiscing about old times. I wonder how she will lure me around next time. I know I can’t hold her off for long.

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