The Pact [FM] [Vanilla] [Pussy Licking]

When you are young, you come up with many stupid ideas. Like promising things that will never ever become reality. I did that too. One girl I grew up with and me once promised each other the following: When we are grown up and old, 40 years old, and we still are single, we will marry each other.

Fast forward around 30 years. Now I was 40 years old. And single. A divorced father that shared custody for his children with his ex wife. I had the children every second weekend. They were my everything. Being a good father was my number one priority in life.

But as mentioned before, I was a lonely father. I had no real luck on the dating front, well, except some occasional hookups to cure some urges. But something long term never came out of it. One night while I was browsing a well known dating app, something came to my mind: The oath that my playground love and me gave each other decades ago. I was thinking about her for the first time in about two decades. And I got curious.

Thanks to the Internet, and Social Media, it didn’t took me long to find her. She meanwhile had a family of her own, but she still had her old surname. An indication for a few things: Either she wasn’t married at all, she kept her own surname or she had a divorce and changed her name back.

By browsing through her pictures I figured out that her children were already in their late teen years, on average about half a decade older than mine were. And that there was no father on any of her newer family shots. On the older shots, someone was cut out. So she probably had a divorce too.

So I sent her a message. Not exactly on the same day I looked her up, but it happened. The message itself was a short one: Do you remember our deal, from back then, when we were about ten years old. When we promised to marry each other, when we are 40 and still single?

It took her a day or so to answer. A few smiling smileys came back. She told me that she remembered it. And yes, it worked. It worked as a conversation starter. It broke the ice. We kept on chatting over the next weeks. Nearly every day. We clearly had something in common.

It took me some time, because I am a moron regarding dating, to ask her out. To set up our first date. I simple asked her out. But she said no. My heart stopped for a few seconds. Then she invited me over to her place. On a weekend where none of us had to look after their children. I gladly accepted.

Time flew by. Two weeks to go. To days to go. I got more and more exited, more nervous with every day. Then the Friday was there. I got out of bed, went to work, got back home, took a shower, had something to eat, backed some stuff and then I drove off to her place. While being nothing but a nervous wreck.

On my way there, she lived about an hour of driving away from me, I passed time by listening to some nice music and thinking about her, about the evening laying ahead. Then, guided by my navigation system, I arrived at her house.

It took me a few long moments to get out of the car. My heart was trying to jump out of my chest. I even forgot that I brought her some chocolate and some flowers. The way from my car to her door seemed to last for an eternity. Then I rang her doorbell.

It didn’t took her long to open up. It saw her in real life for the first time in more than two decades. She was beautiful. She even looked better than in my memory. She gave me hug. And a welcoming kiss on my cheek: “I am glad you made it.”

Then she asked me in. Guided me to the living room. I still was nervous, but I also wondered, why she was only wearing her bathrobe. Weren’t we supposed to go out for dinner?

A few moments later, when her bathrobe dropped onto the living room floor, I immediately knew what she was up too. She was wearing nothing but some fine lingerie. She looked hot. She looked gorgeous. I froze for some time. She clearly took me by surprise.

She realized what was going on. A huge smile appeared on her face. The moment she saw the bulge between my legs, her smile got even bigger: “You like what you see, don’t you?”

Instead of answering her question, I began to undress myself and walked towards her. Checking her out all the time. Then, our bodies touched for the second time. My hands were on her damn hot ass. Passionate kissing set in.

My clothes were flying through the room. So did her panties. Tension was building up. I landed on the floor. With my raging hard boner pointing towards the ceiling. She positioned herself above it. A few seconds later my raging hard dick was sliding in and out of her wet pussy.

Moaning was filling the room. Two people were enjoying themselves. Were enjoying each others company. More and more tension was building up. The moaning got more and more intense. Two horny people were coming closer. And closer. Just one more thrust. And another one. Boom. My balls emptied themselves inside her pussy.

She came with me, just a few moments later. Her body was trembling a little bit so was mine. Once she was finished, she collapsed onto me. With a huge satisfied smile on her face. We shared some gentle kisses. We enjoyed just laying on the carpet, in the middle of her living room for some time.

But nothing lasts forever. The both of us got hungry. So we stood up. Trying to not mess up the carpet too much in progress. Then we both went to the bathroom. To get the fucking juices off our bodies.

Once we were clean again, I was still naked, she still was wearing her lingerie, without any panties on, we cuddled next to each other on the comfy sofa in the living room. We shared some kisses, our hands were exploring each others bodies and we talked. And we realized, that we both got hungrier with every minute.

We decided to cancel our reservation and order some takeout. A lot of takeout. Enough to keep us fed until the next evening. Just in case we wouldn’t make it out of the house. The time until the food arrived, we spend chilling. And teasing each other. She jerked me off a little, I fingered her pussy. Just to stay turned on.

Then it rang. The order, the food was finally there. She opened up the door. Not bothering to cover herself, to cover her body at all. She tipped off the delivery boy and gave him a huge hard on. She even turned around for him and showed him her damn hot ass. Before closing the door she said the following to him: “Something to dream of for you.”

I helped her carrying the food over in the kitchen. I let her take the lead, to get a nice view of her ass. She was shaking him for me. She made my dick hard as a rock again. When she saw what she had done, a smile appeared on her beautiful face.

But for now, it was eating time. She had already prepared the table: Plates, silverware, glasses and even some candles were already in place. She was planning it all along. Going out on a romantic dinner probably never was a real plan for her. And honestly, I had nothing against her plan. I loved what she was doing.

While eating we shared a few stories from the past. We had a few laughs. We had a good time. I totally forgot that I was naked at all. And I forgot about the boner between my legs. Because she looked hot in the candlelight. Her next to perfect curves. Perfectly set in frame by the piece of lingerie she was wearing.

Once we ate our food, we kept sitting on the table for some time. Still talking. Enjoying each others company. Sharing a drink, or maybe two. Then she got up. To put away the dishes. And putting away the dishes, she did.

She turned on some additional light before she bent over to fill up the dishwasher. She still was wearing no panties at all. She offered me a perfect view of her pussy and of her asshole too. I was rock hard withing seconds. And she made it even better: “Time for your dessert. Dig in.”

A few moments later I was on my knees. Behind her. My tongue as deep in her pussy as possible. I tasted her for the first time. I was addicted. She tasted great. Moaning escaped her throat while I was going down on her.

After some time enjoying eating out her pussy I brought some fingers in the game. One slid in, then a second one and then a third one. Three fingers were sliding in and out of her dripping wet pussy. My free hand, she was jerking off my rock hard dick a little bit. Just for the feeling. Not to finish me off.

Her moaning got more and more intense. In a short break, she asked me to lick her dirty hole. To lick her asshole while fingering her soaking wet pussy. Thanks to horny me I had no trouble doing what she asked me to do.

The moment my tongue touched her asshole a shiver drove through her body. Her moaning got more and more intense. Her hands were grabbing onto the countertop. Her whole body was trembling. Loud, intense moaning left her throat. And all of a sudden, full stop.

Time stood still for her. All the tension left her body. Her legs were shaking. She collapsed onto the kitchen counter. Heavy, relaxed breathing. She left her body for some time. I took sure that she wasn’t falling on the floor.

Once she was herself again, she stood up and hugged me. Passionate kissing set in again. One of her hands was jerking off my rock hard dick. She wanted more. And I wanted more.

We moved upstairs, into her bedroom. Or better said, we kissed our way upstairs. In her room, she finally fully undressed herself. She got out of her lingerie, she laid down on her bed and she showed me her beautiful boobs for the first time. I had to squeeze them. I had to suck on her hard nipples. She enjoyed my doing.

After some time, she pulled me up towards her face. She kissed me with passion. Then she whispered in my ear: “Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Cure your hard one. Give everything you have.”

Seconds later my rock hard, dripping dick slid inside her soaking wet and swollen pussy. It felt great. Much better than a few hours earlier, during our first time in the living room. Moaning escaped my throat from the first thrust I gave her. I enjoyed every second of fucking her.

I began slowly, gentle, then I went in harder, deeper and faster. I worked myself towards an orgasm. Forgetting about everything. Just letting my inner animal free. She loved my doing. She went along. Tension was building up. The smell of sex was filling the air.

A few more thrusts and I am there. My balls began to ache. Her hands were burying themselves into my back. It hurt, but it made me go in even harder. She loved every second of it.

An orgasm was building up inside me. A few more thrusts left. One more. Boom. A firework went off in my head. My balls emptied themselves deep inside her soaking wet pussy. The moment my balls dumped their payload, she came too. Her body was trembling. Her legs were shaking.

Then, two sweat covered, exhausted bodies were collapsing onto each other. Trying to catch a breath. While having some happy, relaxed expressions on their faces. It took us some time to regain ourselves. Then we shared a few gentle kisses.

And then we went over to the bathroom. For a quick shower. Together. To clean up our dirty bodies. And no, no shower sex. Not that night. We dried off our bodies and we went to bed. To cuddle. To kiss. To fall asleep. Probably both thinking about the awesome Friday evening we just had with each other. And probably looking forward to the next day.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/x6kkmu/the_pact_fm_vanilla_pussy_licking