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So it's been two years since Steve and I were together sexually and one year since we've even talked. Suddenly, the night before my birthday, I get a FB message popping up on my phone. Reading it, I initially was shocked as it read, "Happy Birthday Sexy!"
OMG, it was from Steve. Quickly I excused myself from the group of friends I was with and ran to the bathroom.
"Thank you, how was your birthday?" I responded. As our birthdays are only days apart.
I waited a few minutes, just enough to not make people wonder what was going on. When I didn't get a response, I disappointingly rejoined the party.
The next week went by with no response. Every day I found myself going into Facebook to make sure I hadn't missed anything. I was beginning to feel like that insecure school girl who keeps checking the phone to make sure it's still working. Finally I decided to send another message.
"It's been a tough year...you've been gone, and I've been lonely." I wrote and hit send. I wasn't sure what if any response this would illicit, but figured what the hell.
Within about an hour I got, "Totally agree...you should call me one day and we'll catch up. Call me at xxx-xxx-xxxx. but only if you want too."
Hell yes I was going to call, so as soon as I was out of work the next day I was on the phone.
Steve's secretary answered, "Oh, yes Mrs. Reynolds. Steve told me to expect your call and put you right through. Please hold."
Within seconds, I heard his familiar voice, "Hello, this is Steve." he said.
For the next hour we caught up on life over the past year or so. It was almost like we'd never really been out of contact, but there was so much I wanted to tell him most of which I couldn't remember. The conversation even began to turn sexual. There was a lot of "remember... when we did this, and did that". Over the course of our relationship, we had built up quite a library of pictures and homemade videos most of which I still had on a flash drive. When I told him I still had it, he got all excited.
Eventually, our conversation came to an end as he had a meeting he needed to attend before leaving for the day. Because he had moved to another city, he was now close to where my parents were living. We agreed that next time I visited my folks, I would call him and we would get together for a beer.
Several weeks later, my husband had a business trip planned, so I decided I would take the opportunity to go and visit my parents. The arrangements were made, and as I made the two hour trek to their house, I nervously called Steve. We agreed to meet the next day for lunch and a couple of beers at a local brewery that he knew about.
Making the excuse that I was going shopping with some old friends, I left their house just before noon. I wasn't sure what to expect as Steve didn't hint as to what he was expecting. Just in case, I pulled into a shopping center and climbed into the back of my SUV to change cloths. There is one outfit that Steve always enjoyed seeing me in. It's a short jean skirt with a white shoe string tank top. Underneath, I was wearing a pair of white, lace panties and a white, lace, strapless bra. He would prefer nothing underneath, but I didn't feel comfortable with that. This was an outfit my mother would never approve of even at my age.
As I pulled into the parking lot at the brew pub, Steve was standing outside his car. Something about him had changed. He was dressed as he normally would during the summer if he was off. He was wearing a pair of shorts, a t-shirt and flip flops. He has always kept himself in shape, running and lifting weights, but he always had a bit of a gut. Not a big one, just one that let you know he liked beer and was approaching his middle fifties. Today he was much slimmer. The gut was gone, and his t-shirt was tight across his chest, shoulders and arms. Obviously he had changed his workout routine.
I suddenly felt a bit uneasy. I'm 5' 4" and weigh around 110lbs. I have A cup breasts, a flat tummy, and what I'm told is a nice ass. I do work out almost every day, but I certainly don't look 20 any more.
As I got out of my car, I know Steve got a good view of my panties. A problem wearing this skirt. He gave me a huge hug where I confirmed he had been working out. He kept his arm around me as we walked into the brewery. We picked a couple of stools at an end of the bar away from the small crowd. After ordering, and getting our first beer, we sat on our stools facing each other. I didn't bother crossing my legs giving Steve a good view of my crotch. It was obvious he liked the view as he had a hard time looking me in the eye.
"Did you wear that outfit just for me?" he asked.
"Of course." I responded.
"Well you know there is only one thing that could make it better." he said laughing.
"Sorry, mom said I had to wear underwear." I told him.
As we finished our lunch and our first beer, I asked him to order another and excused myself to go to the lady's room. As I walked to the restroom, I noticed that the bar was pretty deserted since the lunch hour had officially ended. There was only one bartender, and she seemed to be consumed with something on her phone.
As I peed, I thought about Steve looking at my panties. I will admit, it was more than a little exciting causing my pussy to swell with anticipation. I don't think I've been that wet in a long time. With out a serious thought, and just as I would have done in the old days, I pulled the panties off and slipped them into my handbag.
As I sat back down, Steve's eyes went directly to my crotch. "Like what you see?" I nervously asked him.
"Hell yes!" he answered. "I sure would like to touch that pretty butterfly." he said referring to my lips.
"Maybe I'll let you." I told him. "Oh, by the way, I brought that flash drive for you. The thought of you jacking off to pictures of us is very exciting."
At some point some people walked in and sat a few chairs down from us, so we both faced the bar. Our conversation turned to more subdued subjects, but the tension was in the air. About half way thru the beer, Steve's hand made it too my thigh. I was so glad I had shaved my legs and trimmed up the pubic area. As we talked, I spread my legs slightly giving him better access. The anticipation of his touch was almost too much as his hand crept up the inner part of my thigh eventually reaching my lips.
"Damn!" I heard him whisper as I let out a soft moan. I was so happy to be touched there. If I wasn't turned on enough, I could feel my nipples harden even more.
"What'd ya say we move this someplace else?" he suggested.
Without a word, I was up, grabbing my bag and headed for the door.
"Hey, wait a minute. I still need to pay the bill." Steve said as he laughed.
Steve had told me that he was now living on a boat in a marina about 5 minutes from where we were, so we decided to drive together in his car. Always the gentleman, he opened the car door for me, and I made sure he got a good glimpse of what he was about to enjoy as I got in.
Once out of the parking lot, Steve said, "Now let me see that pretty, little pussy that I've missed so much."
I knew exactly what that meant. Lifting my ass off the seat, I hiked my skirt up around my waist. Shifting my position so that I was somewhat facing him, I spread my legs as much as the confines of the car would allow.
"Put on a show for me." he ordered.
Without question, my right hand went straight to my pussy. Slowly I began to rub my lips, getting my fingers well lubed. I alternated between inserting two fingers and pinching my clit for the rest of the ride stopping occasionally to taste myself or to rub my wet fingers across Steve's lips. Steve did his best to concentrate on driving while watching me and squeezing his dick through his shorts.
It seemed like only seconds passed when he pulled into the parking lot of the marina. I really wished it had taken a few minutes longer, as I was just about ready to cum. Instead, I straightened out my skirt and exited the car. Walking hand in hand, Steve led me down the dock to a beautiful sailboat. After helping me aboard, he led me down the companion way hatch closing it behind us. I was somewhat shocked at the luxury of this boat, but was too horny to concern myself with it. As he turned towards me, I wrapped my arms around him and we entered into a deep, solefull kiss. Our tongues wrestling in each other's mouth felt so good. It had been so long.
As we kissed, Steve's hand made its to the clasp of my bra. Expertly he had it undone and pulled it out from underneath my shirt. My hands had made their way to the waistband of his shorts where I struggled to undue them.
Steve broke our embrace and stepped back a couple of steps. "Let's get out of these cloths." he suggested.
Without a word, I unsnapped my skirt and before it hit the floor, my tank top was over my head. Standing there, completely nude, I watched as Steve removed his shirt. I was standing there in awe as he undid his shorts allowing them to fall to the floor. I always thought his dick was large, but now it looked even bigger than I remembered. His entire body was muscular and toned.
Without a word, he moved to me and picked me up. Kissing me as he carried me, we made our way to the cabin in the front of the boat. Breaking our kiss, he began nibbling down my neck, down my chest taking my left nipple into his mouth. Desperately I tried reaching for his cock but couldn't get there.
"I want to touch you." I cried to him. "I want your cock."
"Soon baby, first I need to taste you." he answered.
Forcefully he took my legs and bent them back exposing my pussy and asshole. Burying his face in my twat, he began to suck on each lip while he tickled my clit with his nose. Burying his tongue deep into my love hole, he began to move his head back and forth stimulating my clit to orgasm. With a groan, I exploded on to his face with a stream of fluid. He made a valiant attempt to get every drop in his mouth, but a good portion soaked his face.
As I came down from my orgasm, I pulled him up to me kissing and licking the residue from his lips and cheeks. I could feel the head of his dick pressing against my pussy.
"Please, fuck me. I need to feel your cock deep in my pussy...please." I begged.
Without a response, he entered me slowly. I could feel every inch filling me. Yes, he was bigger than before. He was a good 8" before and was so thick I couldn't wrap my hands around him. Now, oh my god.
Grabbing his ass with both hands, I looked straight into his eyes and ordered, "FUCK ME WITH THAT HORSE COCK!"
Propping himself up on his hands, he began to punishment of my pussy like an a****l possessed. He pounded my ass into the mattress. He was hitting me so hard, eventually my head was up against the bulkhead. I'm not sure how many times I came as the orgasms were a continues wave.
Minutes passed when he slowed, becoming more gentle. Each time he would pull his dick out almost all of the way before slowly sliding it back in. It had been so long since I had been filled like this...I didn't want the feeling to end.
Pulling out of me, he looked down and said, "Roll over, I want that pretty ass in the air."
As he got off of me, I did exactly as he requested. Rolling over, I got up on my knees and bent over resting my chest on the mattress. Looking back, I watched as Steve looked at me, obviously enjoying the view. I never understood why he enjoyed the view so much until he took a picture of me in this position years ago. When he showed it to me, I was taken aback at how sexy it was. I was fully exposed to him, my pussy lips swollen with desire and open in anticipation. My anus also exposed and vulnerable adding to the excitement.
Steve's lips soon found my ass checks as I continued to look back watching him stroke his tool. I knew what I was in for as his tongue found my asshole. Expertly he worked his tongue around my rim as his fingers found my clit. For a second, thoughts went back to the first time he did this. He had exceeded my comfort zone as he did so often in those early days. When I half heartedly objected, he reassured me with a quiet voice telling me how good I tasted. Honestly, it felt so good, I couldn't stop him, and he knew it.
My thoughts came to an abrupt halt when he stopped and quickly got behind me, rubbing the massive head of his dick across my lips. With each hand on my hips, he entered me with a hard thrust. Quickly he came to a feverish pace with the sound of our skin slapping together.
"I'm going to Fuck you silly." he screamed over my moans.
"Oh God yes, fuck me Steve." I cried.
I could tell Steve was getting ready to cum as his pace got even quicker and more forceful. Each thrust was lifting my knees off of the bed. Then with a groan that sounded more a****l than human, he exploded into my pussy. This drove me over the edge, and I exploded too with a massive orgasm causing my legs to go weak. Together we collapsed in a heap with Steve on top still buried inside me.
As Steve caught his breath, he rolled off of me. I rolled over too and looked down to see his semi- hard dick covered with at thick, whitish glaze. Without a word, I moved down and took him into my mouth. I've always loved the way our fluids taste when combined together. As he continued to soften, I licked and sucked the remaining cum from him. He had this sweet yet salty flavor...so good. Once I had him sufficiently clean, I move back up and kissed him deeply allowing him to share in our flavors.
"Damn, you taste good!" he told me as our kiss broke. "I've missed your pussy more than you know. There is nothing better than hearing you order me to fuck you!"
"I've miss you too." I answered back as he made a move to get up. "I've got a personal question for you. What have you done?"
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"Your body, I mean you've always looked good...you know that. But this new look...DAMN!" I said.
He went on to explain that shortly after we split he started feeling sluggish and didn't have the stamina that he once did. He went to a couple of doctors who told him that all of his tests came back normal. Finally he heard a commercial for a male wellness clinic and decided to make an appointment. They ran some tests and determined that his testosterone was within normal limits for his age but was very low, so he started hormone replacement therapy. Within weeks he was feeling better, and within months he had shed fat and added muscle.
As he was telling me all of this, he had gone into the galley and retrieved a bottle of wine and his laptop computer.
"Grab that flash drive." he ordered.
Within seconds I retrieved my bag and pulled the card from the pocket. "What do you want to see first." I asked as he set things up.
"The beach blow job video." was his response.
This was a video Steve had shot on his phone sitting in his beach chair. I'm kneeling in front of him totally naked sucking his dick. Off in the distance you could hear a boat working the crab pots that were maybe 100 yards off the beach. As I worked on Steve, I wondered what sort of view the waterman had. Was he watching us...could he see my ass and pussy? I was so worked up that you could see my pussy dripping when I stood back up. For the next half hour or so, we sat in bed totally naked drinking wine, talking and looking at pictures and videos of us.
"Reminds me of the old days." he said. "I always enjoyed doing exactly what we are doing right now."
"Umm...me too." I added as I moved closer to him and started kissing him again.
Eventually Steve set the computer aside. I straddled his body as we continued to make out. Steve squeezed my tits and pinched my nipples as I started rubbing my pussy on his growing dick.
"Think I can ride you?" I teasingly asked.
"Honey, it's been a long time. If you think it was going to be a one and done, you are mistaken." he responded back as I moved back down on him. "That's it baby. Suck that thing back to life." he continued as he grabbed the back of my head and began to slowly fuck my mouth.
As I sucked him, I move around to give him access to my pussy. He positioned me in a 69 with me on top. His tongue on my clit and fingers playing around my pussy lips and asshole were enough to drive me to another orgasm. I was a little jealous knowing he was getting to taste us again.
When he was fully hard again, I moved my way down and mounted his dick in a reverse cow girl, leaning forward giving him a perfect view of his manhood stretching my pussy. I started out slowly, forcing him deep into my body. Soon, I felt fingers playing with my asshole as I continued to bounce and grind on him. I think I came twice before my legs were finally too tired to continue in that position. As I moved off of Steve, he got up standing beside the bed. Grabbing my legs, he pulled me down positioning me at the edge of the bed. Forcing my legs back, he entered me with a quick thrust before beginning the assault on my pussy. Each thrust sent a small jolt through my body. Without thinking about it, my hands had gone to my breasts where I pulled and pinched my nipples.
"I'M GOING TO CUM!" Steve yelled.
"No, I want it in my mouth this time." I ordered.
Steve pulled out of me, and I quickly moved around to him. The first stream went across my face before I could fit him in my mouth. The second and third stream hit the back of my throat as I stroked his shaft with my hand making sure I got every last drop.
Steve came 2 more times that day before he finally had to take me back to my car. It was hard to see him go, but we promised each other that we would do it again sometime.
OMG, it was from Steve. Quickly I excused myself from the group of friends I was with and ran to the bathroom.
"Thank you, how was your birthday?" I responded. As our birthdays are only days apart.
I waited a few minutes, just enough to not make people wonder what was going on. When I didn't get a response, I disappointingly rejoined the party.
The next week went by with no response. Every day I found myself going into Facebook to make sure I hadn't missed anything. I was beginning to feel like that insecure school girl who keeps checking the phone to make sure it's still working. Finally I decided to send another message.
"It's been a tough year...you've been gone, and I've been lonely." I wrote and hit send. I wasn't sure what if any response this would illicit, but figured what the hell.
Within about an hour I got, "Totally agree...you should call me one day and we'll catch up. Call me at xxx-xxx-xxxx. but only if you want too."
Hell yes I was going to call, so as soon as I was out of work the next day I was on the phone.
Steve's secretary answered, "Oh, yes Mrs. Reynolds. Steve told me to expect your call and put you right through. Please hold."
Within seconds, I heard his familiar voice, "Hello, this is Steve." he said.
For the next hour we caught up on life over the past year or so. It was almost like we'd never really been out of contact, but there was so much I wanted to tell him most of which I couldn't remember. The conversation even began to turn sexual. There was a lot of "remember... when we did this, and did that". Over the course of our relationship, we had built up quite a library of pictures and homemade videos most of which I still had on a flash drive. When I told him I still had it, he got all excited.
Eventually, our conversation came to an end as he had a meeting he needed to attend before leaving for the day. Because he had moved to another city, he was now close to where my parents were living. We agreed that next time I visited my folks, I would call him and we would get together for a beer.
Several weeks later, my husband had a business trip planned, so I decided I would take the opportunity to go and visit my parents. The arrangements were made, and as I made the two hour trek to their house, I nervously called Steve. We agreed to meet the next day for lunch and a couple of beers at a local brewery that he knew about.
Making the excuse that I was going shopping with some old friends, I left their house just before noon. I wasn't sure what to expect as Steve didn't hint as to what he was expecting. Just in case, I pulled into a shopping center and climbed into the back of my SUV to change cloths. There is one outfit that Steve always enjoyed seeing me in. It's a short jean skirt with a white shoe string tank top. Underneath, I was wearing a pair of white, lace panties and a white, lace, strapless bra. He would prefer nothing underneath, but I didn't feel comfortable with that. This was an outfit my mother would never approve of even at my age.
As I pulled into the parking lot at the brew pub, Steve was standing outside his car. Something about him had changed. He was dressed as he normally would during the summer if he was off. He was wearing a pair of shorts, a t-shirt and flip flops. He has always kept himself in shape, running and lifting weights, but he always had a bit of a gut. Not a big one, just one that let you know he liked beer and was approaching his middle fifties. Today he was much slimmer. The gut was gone, and his t-shirt was tight across his chest, shoulders and arms. Obviously he had changed his workout routine.
I suddenly felt a bit uneasy. I'm 5' 4" and weigh around 110lbs. I have A cup breasts, a flat tummy, and what I'm told is a nice ass. I do work out almost every day, but I certainly don't look 20 any more.
As I got out of my car, I know Steve got a good view of my panties. A problem wearing this skirt. He gave me a huge hug where I confirmed he had been working out. He kept his arm around me as we walked into the brewery. We picked a couple of stools at an end of the bar away from the small crowd. After ordering, and getting our first beer, we sat on our stools facing each other. I didn't bother crossing my legs giving Steve a good view of my crotch. It was obvious he liked the view as he had a hard time looking me in the eye.
"Did you wear that outfit just for me?" he asked.
"Of course." I responded.
"Well you know there is only one thing that could make it better." he said laughing.
"Sorry, mom said I had to wear underwear." I told him.
As we finished our lunch and our first beer, I asked him to order another and excused myself to go to the lady's room. As I walked to the restroom, I noticed that the bar was pretty deserted since the lunch hour had officially ended. There was only one bartender, and she seemed to be consumed with something on her phone.
As I peed, I thought about Steve looking at my panties. I will admit, it was more than a little exciting causing my pussy to swell with anticipation. I don't think I've been that wet in a long time. With out a serious thought, and just as I would have done in the old days, I pulled the panties off and slipped them into my handbag.
As I sat back down, Steve's eyes went directly to my crotch. "Like what you see?" I nervously asked him.
"Hell yes!" he answered. "I sure would like to touch that pretty butterfly." he said referring to my lips.
"Maybe I'll let you." I told him. "Oh, by the way, I brought that flash drive for you. The thought of you jacking off to pictures of us is very exciting."
At some point some people walked in and sat a few chairs down from us, so we both faced the bar. Our conversation turned to more subdued subjects, but the tension was in the air. About half way thru the beer, Steve's hand made it too my thigh. I was so glad I had shaved my legs and trimmed up the pubic area. As we talked, I spread my legs slightly giving him better access. The anticipation of his touch was almost too much as his hand crept up the inner part of my thigh eventually reaching my lips.
"Damn!" I heard him whisper as I let out a soft moan. I was so happy to be touched there. If I wasn't turned on enough, I could feel my nipples harden even more.
"What'd ya say we move this someplace else?" he suggested.
Without a word, I was up, grabbing my bag and headed for the door.
"Hey, wait a minute. I still need to pay the bill." Steve said as he laughed.
Steve had told me that he was now living on a boat in a marina about 5 minutes from where we were, so we decided to drive together in his car. Always the gentleman, he opened the car door for me, and I made sure he got a good glimpse of what he was about to enjoy as I got in.
Once out of the parking lot, Steve said, "Now let me see that pretty, little pussy that I've missed so much."
I knew exactly what that meant. Lifting my ass off the seat, I hiked my skirt up around my waist. Shifting my position so that I was somewhat facing him, I spread my legs as much as the confines of the car would allow.
"Put on a show for me." he ordered.
Without question, my right hand went straight to my pussy. Slowly I began to rub my lips, getting my fingers well lubed. I alternated between inserting two fingers and pinching my clit for the rest of the ride stopping occasionally to taste myself or to rub my wet fingers across Steve's lips. Steve did his best to concentrate on driving while watching me and squeezing his dick through his shorts.
It seemed like only seconds passed when he pulled into the parking lot of the marina. I really wished it had taken a few minutes longer, as I was just about ready to cum. Instead, I straightened out my skirt and exited the car. Walking hand in hand, Steve led me down the dock to a beautiful sailboat. After helping me aboard, he led me down the companion way hatch closing it behind us. I was somewhat shocked at the luxury of this boat, but was too horny to concern myself with it. As he turned towards me, I wrapped my arms around him and we entered into a deep, solefull kiss. Our tongues wrestling in each other's mouth felt so good. It had been so long.
As we kissed, Steve's hand made its to the clasp of my bra. Expertly he had it undone and pulled it out from underneath my shirt. My hands had made their way to the waistband of his shorts where I struggled to undue them.
Steve broke our embrace and stepped back a couple of steps. "Let's get out of these cloths." he suggested.
Without a word, I unsnapped my skirt and before it hit the floor, my tank top was over my head. Standing there, completely nude, I watched as Steve removed his shirt. I was standing there in awe as he undid his shorts allowing them to fall to the floor. I always thought his dick was large, but now it looked even bigger than I remembered. His entire body was muscular and toned.
Without a word, he moved to me and picked me up. Kissing me as he carried me, we made our way to the cabin in the front of the boat. Breaking our kiss, he began nibbling down my neck, down my chest taking my left nipple into his mouth. Desperately I tried reaching for his cock but couldn't get there.
"I want to touch you." I cried to him. "I want your cock."
"Soon baby, first I need to taste you." he answered.
Forcefully he took my legs and bent them back exposing my pussy and asshole. Burying his face in my twat, he began to suck on each lip while he tickled my clit with his nose. Burying his tongue deep into my love hole, he began to move his head back and forth stimulating my clit to orgasm. With a groan, I exploded on to his face with a stream of fluid. He made a valiant attempt to get every drop in his mouth, but a good portion soaked his face.
As I came down from my orgasm, I pulled him up to me kissing and licking the residue from his lips and cheeks. I could feel the head of his dick pressing against my pussy.
"Please, fuck me. I need to feel your cock deep in my pussy...please." I begged.
Without a response, he entered me slowly. I could feel every inch filling me. Yes, he was bigger than before. He was a good 8" before and was so thick I couldn't wrap my hands around him. Now, oh my god.
Grabbing his ass with both hands, I looked straight into his eyes and ordered, "FUCK ME WITH THAT HORSE COCK!"
Propping himself up on his hands, he began to punishment of my pussy like an a****l possessed. He pounded my ass into the mattress. He was hitting me so hard, eventually my head was up against the bulkhead. I'm not sure how many times I came as the orgasms were a continues wave.
Minutes passed when he slowed, becoming more gentle. Each time he would pull his dick out almost all of the way before slowly sliding it back in. It had been so long since I had been filled like this...I didn't want the feeling to end.
Pulling out of me, he looked down and said, "Roll over, I want that pretty ass in the air."
As he got off of me, I did exactly as he requested. Rolling over, I got up on my knees and bent over resting my chest on the mattress. Looking back, I watched as Steve looked at me, obviously enjoying the view. I never understood why he enjoyed the view so much until he took a picture of me in this position years ago. When he showed it to me, I was taken aback at how sexy it was. I was fully exposed to him, my pussy lips swollen with desire and open in anticipation. My anus also exposed and vulnerable adding to the excitement.
Steve's lips soon found my ass checks as I continued to look back watching him stroke his tool. I knew what I was in for as his tongue found my asshole. Expertly he worked his tongue around my rim as his fingers found my clit. For a second, thoughts went back to the first time he did this. He had exceeded my comfort zone as he did so often in those early days. When I half heartedly objected, he reassured me with a quiet voice telling me how good I tasted. Honestly, it felt so good, I couldn't stop him, and he knew it.
My thoughts came to an abrupt halt when he stopped and quickly got behind me, rubbing the massive head of his dick across my lips. With each hand on my hips, he entered me with a hard thrust. Quickly he came to a feverish pace with the sound of our skin slapping together.
"I'm going to Fuck you silly." he screamed over my moans.
"Oh God yes, fuck me Steve." I cried.
I could tell Steve was getting ready to cum as his pace got even quicker and more forceful. Each thrust was lifting my knees off of the bed. Then with a groan that sounded more a****l than human, he exploded into my pussy. This drove me over the edge, and I exploded too with a massive orgasm causing my legs to go weak. Together we collapsed in a heap with Steve on top still buried inside me.
As Steve caught his breath, he rolled off of me. I rolled over too and looked down to see his semi- hard dick covered with at thick, whitish glaze. Without a word, I moved down and took him into my mouth. I've always loved the way our fluids taste when combined together. As he continued to soften, I licked and sucked the remaining cum from him. He had this sweet yet salty flavor...so good. Once I had him sufficiently clean, I move back up and kissed him deeply allowing him to share in our flavors.
"Damn, you taste good!" he told me as our kiss broke. "I've missed your pussy more than you know. There is nothing better than hearing you order me to fuck you!"
"I've miss you too." I answered back as he made a move to get up. "I've got a personal question for you. What have you done?"
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"Your body, I mean you've always looked good...you know that. But this new look...DAMN!" I said.
He went on to explain that shortly after we split he started feeling sluggish and didn't have the stamina that he once did. He went to a couple of doctors who told him that all of his tests came back normal. Finally he heard a commercial for a male wellness clinic and decided to make an appointment. They ran some tests and determined that his testosterone was within normal limits for his age but was very low, so he started hormone replacement therapy. Within weeks he was feeling better, and within months he had shed fat and added muscle.
As he was telling me all of this, he had gone into the galley and retrieved a bottle of wine and his laptop computer.
"Grab that flash drive." he ordered.
Within seconds I retrieved my bag and pulled the card from the pocket. "What do you want to see first." I asked as he set things up.
"The beach blow job video." was his response.
This was a video Steve had shot on his phone sitting in his beach chair. I'm kneeling in front of him totally naked sucking his dick. Off in the distance you could hear a boat working the crab pots that were maybe 100 yards off the beach. As I worked on Steve, I wondered what sort of view the waterman had. Was he watching us...could he see my ass and pussy? I was so worked up that you could see my pussy dripping when I stood back up. For the next half hour or so, we sat in bed totally naked drinking wine, talking and looking at pictures and videos of us.
"Reminds me of the old days." he said. "I always enjoyed doing exactly what we are doing right now."
"Umm...me too." I added as I moved closer to him and started kissing him again.
Eventually Steve set the computer aside. I straddled his body as we continued to make out. Steve squeezed my tits and pinched my nipples as I started rubbing my pussy on his growing dick.
"Think I can ride you?" I teasingly asked.
"Honey, it's been a long time. If you think it was going to be a one and done, you are mistaken." he responded back as I moved back down on him. "That's it baby. Suck that thing back to life." he continued as he grabbed the back of my head and began to slowly fuck my mouth.
As I sucked him, I move around to give him access to my pussy. He positioned me in a 69 with me on top. His tongue on my clit and fingers playing around my pussy lips and asshole were enough to drive me to another orgasm. I was a little jealous knowing he was getting to taste us again.
When he was fully hard again, I moved my way down and mounted his dick in a reverse cow girl, leaning forward giving him a perfect view of his manhood stretching my pussy. I started out slowly, forcing him deep into my body. Soon, I felt fingers playing with my asshole as I continued to bounce and grind on him. I think I came twice before my legs were finally too tired to continue in that position. As I moved off of Steve, he got up standing beside the bed. Grabbing my legs, he pulled me down positioning me at the edge of the bed. Forcing my legs back, he entered me with a quick thrust before beginning the assault on my pussy. Each thrust sent a small jolt through my body. Without thinking about it, my hands had gone to my breasts where I pulled and pinched my nipples.
"I'M GOING TO CUM!" Steve yelled.
"No, I want it in my mouth this time." I ordered.
Steve pulled out of me, and I quickly moved around to him. The first stream went across my face before I could fit him in my mouth. The second and third stream hit the back of my throat as I stroked his shaft with my hand making sure I got every last drop.
Steve came 2 more times that day before he finally had to take me back to my car. It was hard to see him go, but we promised each other that we would do it again sometime.
Vera
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