Using Her [MF]

S had been teasing me for weeks. We hadn’t been able to get together but we had been chatting consistently through text. Flirting was always involved in our conversations. I could hardly make it a few sentences without throwing something cheesy or suggestive into our chat. She was always on my mind and it was impossible to ignore.

She was stunning. Blonde. Pretty green eyes. Tatted. Unreal legs and a matching ass from years of soccer. Perky tits and a traditionally gorgeous face. No one would ever expect her to act the way that she did with me. She looked innocent. But she was as flirtatious with me as I was with her.

She had been messaging me one evening, really flirting it up. Photos of her in the bathtub. Her toy in her hand. The thought of her laying there submerged in the warm water with her thighs spread and a vibrator on her clit drove me wild. She always loved when I would sext with her. Tell her what I wanted to do with her body while she played with herself. It was always a struggle typing while stroking myself. I wish we would have just video chatted so she could watch me, while I watched her. A little mutual masturbation is incredibly hot. Maybe sometime soon.

Finally Reunited [MF]

Finally my phone dinged and her name appeared. It had been months since I’d last seen here and nearly as long since I’d last spoken with her. The instant I saw the message was from her my heart raced and my mind started racing. I couldn’t comprehend why it had been so long since we had spoken. I had assumed that she had stopped thinking of me, while I was still spending my days with her walking around in my mind.

Occasionally my thoughts of her were romantic and sweet memories from our past, and occasionally my mind wandered to her body and the way she felt wrapped around me. To say I was pent up when she messaged me is an understatement and my mind quickly wandered to images of her undressed.Not entirely undressed however.

I adored her when she was completely nude, but something about the tease of seeing her in nothing but a cute thong and bra always set me off. She knows my favorite is her white thong. Something about it always killed me. She is innocent by nature. Never had a slutty phase and always behaved in public. But when she was with me, she always wanted me. Reaching for my cock or leaning in for a kiss whenever we were alone. Often leaning over and taking me in her mouth while I was driving. I loved that she was innocent to everyone else but would still do things like this with me.

A Ski Day [MF]

It was on the side of the mountain that I knew I would need to fuck her long before we made it back to a bed.

We had met early in the morning and carpooled up to the slopes. Even first thing in the morning she was looking fine as hell. Pretty green eyes. Perfect lips. A smile that could melt me. We spent the drive up flirting and making small talk. Trying to wake up. When the cold air hit our faces we were up.

The first few runs I pretended like my legs weren’t killing me as I tried to follow her down the slopes. I could see the curves of her hips beneath her ski pants and as the chair lift beers flowed my mind started to wander. It was the next ride up that I let my hands wander as well. Gloves off, a hand between her thighs with a little pressure through her pants. Just to let her know what was on my mind. She kept a straight face but I knew her, and knew her panties were wet between her thighs, if she was even wearing any.

A “Golf” Trip [MF]

It had been awhile since S and I were able to get together. We had both been incredibly busy with life, summertime activities and work. A single day golf trip, a 2 hour drive away was the answer. The golf was an excuse to get away, the hotel room nearby was what we both were craving.

S and I had been spending more and more time together. We had been drawn together from the first time we met. But years passed before one of us ever decided to make a move, once we started we were unable to stop. Hands on eachother every moment we found ourselves alone. The sex was great, the cravings unreal but the company was equally good. We just meshed.

S is classically stunning. Long blonde hair and piercing green eyes. She had been an athlete her entire life. Elite level soccer. Resulting in an unreal ass and legs. I would make myself cum to thoughts of slipping her pants around her ankles ages before I ever actually managed to. She has tasteful tattoos and perky tits that fit perfectly in my hands. She was never keen on body hair so she was almost always silky smooth under her panties, even though I adored when she would forget and let a short little strip grow.

The last time? [MF]

We knew it might be our final time together. S was planning on taking a job in another part of the country and I was planning on leaving the country all together. Our history meant we needed to have a proper send off, especially considering we had been craving one another for years without the opportunity to do anything about it.

I chose a nice a hotel between our cities. Meeting in the middle would make it easy, as we likely wouldn’t be spending the night anyway. We were both too busy with life.

I arrived before her. Heart racing in anticipation knowing her touch would be exactly what I was needing. Cock growing firm in my pants while reminiscing about our past. Precum soaking my boxer briefs. I knew this would be no issue and she would happily clean it up with her tongue moments after stepping through the door.

Despite being so excited I managed to keep my jeans on until I heard her knock. Opening the door made me smile so hard my face hurt and she matched me. A quick hello, what would have appeared to be an awkward hug, and she stepped inside.

A “golf” trip [MF]

It had been awhile since S and I were able to get together. We had both been incredibly busy with life, summertime activities and work. A single day golf trip, a 2 hour drive away was the answer. The golf was an excuse to get away, the hotel room nearby was what we both were craving.

S and I had been spending more and more time together. We had been drawn together from the first time we met. But years passed before one of us ever decided to make a move, once we started we were unable to stop. Hands on eachother every moment we found ourselves alone. The sex was great, the cravings unreal but the company was equally good. We just meshed.

S is classically stunning. Long blonde hair and piercing green eyes. She had been an athlete her entire life. Elite level soccer. Resulting in an unreal ass and legs. I would make myself cum to thoughts of slipping her pants around her ankles ages before I ever actually managed to. She has tasteful tattoos and perky tits that fit perfectly in my hands. She was never keen on body hair so she was almost always silky smooth under her panties, even though I adored when she would forget and let a short little strip grow.