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"I'll be out of town for the conference that week."
"Oh, well that settles that."
"No, you can go. Why don't you go? It'll give you something to do while I'm away."
"Hmm, maybe." Maybe it would be better to go alone. Would I even want my husband to meet everyone from high school?
Maybe a little background.
I'm Kelly Carlson, I've been married to Brent for four years. I may not have told him about all I did in high school. But I was different then. When I went to college I changed. I had two or three boyfriends and I was mostly a one guy kind of girl. Then sometime after graduation, I met Brent. We hit it off and it's been great since then. Brent is kind and fun and is always busy. Though energetic in bed he's satisfied with 2-3 times a week. Nothing freaky or complicated. And that is perfect for me. You see, I sewed enough oats in high school to start a cereal company. I started early and needed it often. No entanglements or commitments, I wanted to be free to enjoy myself. And enjoy I did. I don't know if you could say I was easy. I was particular, well except for one incident I'll get to, but if I had you in my sights, I'd have you in my bed. Why bother with all the awkward dating nonsense.
It was all fun and sex, until the night I almost died. It started as a goofy bet. Our football team was normally run of the mill, but in my senior year, they got on a roll and found themselves ready to play area powerhouse Spartanville for the county title. One night while resting with a pussy full of quarterback Mason Bentley's cum I suggested that if they beat Spartanville, I'd do the whole team. Before I knew it, he said "Deal". I laughed. They were going to lose by 30. They won by 6. The week after the game Mason called me on my bet.
"Meet us down by the 7-11. No need to dress up." When I got there it wasn't the whole team. Some were loyal boyfriends, some were saving themselves, some had more religion than others and some just didn't want sloppy 2nds, or tenths, or whatever. To make it an event and have some bit of privacy, we were using Fred Porter's red Ford pickup. There was a mattress in the bed, a cooler of drinks, and some towels. I
hopped up in the back and as star QB, Mason joined me first. As Fred pulled out of the lot to swing around the outside of town, Mason helped me out of my clothes then laid me back and enjoyed himself. When he'd given me my first load of the night he tapped on the window and Fred headed for the 7-11. Mason was dressed, I didn't bother, when he hopped down and called, "Next."
This went on for the better part of an hour. Some guys came fast and just lay with me a little before tapping on the window. They didn't want to get back too fast. Others went on and on like I wanted to be impressed with their stamina. When 285 tackle Allie Overson climbed up, the truck groaned. As Allie's large naked body hovered over me he block out the stars. When he was safely inside and I could still breathe we were off. Allie was huffing and puffing as we were moving down the county road on the north side of town when a drunk jumped a top sign and caught the front bumper of Fred's truck. We started spinning, Allie's grabbed onto the sides and only his long, strong arms and weight kept up from flying out of the truck. We spun, 3 or 4 times, then tips precariously into a ditch. The truck stopped, Allie came, I couldn't breathe. He rolled off, we were both gasping for breath. Allie said,
"Sorry."
"Oh god. You saved us." We looked around. Our clothes were gone. The cooler was gone. Fred climbed out of the truck.
"You guys are ok?" I answered,
"Y-yeah, I think."
"Sorry, but you need to get out of here. The police will be on the way and I could get in trouble if they know what we're doing and I need to go see about the other guy."
"But our clothes?"
"GO!" Allie and I stumbled off into the trees. What a sight, the huge 6-3 Allie and little 5-5 me, both naked as the day we were born. We went far enough to get out of sight then stopped to get our bearings. He sat on a large rock. I sat on his lap. His cock actually started to twitch.
"Sorry, the excitement and all. And you're sitting here naked."
"It's ok Allie. If it had been anyone else I'd have been thrown out of the truck and probably killed. Here let me. So I gave Allie a blowjob in the woods, then he carried me to the 7-11. When we walked out of the trees behind the store the remaining guys ran up asking a million questions. All I wanted was one of their tee shirts. Mason handed his shirt over and we told the story.
So yeah, I may not have told Brent all these stories. I wondered how I'd be received. By the guys, I did and didn't fuck. By the women whose boyfriends I may have fucked. I was a respectable married woman now, but I had a reputation.
A couple of weeks before the event I decided, fuck it, I'll go. I got out a little cocktail dress I'd picked up but hadn't worn. I checked myself in the mirror. In high school, I'd been thin with smallish breasts and not much of an ass. The ten years since had filled me out a little more. Solid B cups and a little more in the behind. I modeled it for Brent and asked if it would be too much, or too little, for that matter. He didn't see a problem, then asked me to remove it and gave me a very nice hard fucking. Hmm.
So I flew back to my hometown and checked into the hotel where the event was taking place. That the town actually had a nice hotel was a major improvement. I took a nap, to rest up for what was probably going to be a long night of talking, dancing, and mingling. I'm not much of a drinker so just a couple of cocktails and I'd feel just right. I showered, got myself ready, and slipped on the dress. When I got to the ballroom there were already a good number of people there. I picked up a name tag and clipped it on. Surveying the room I recognized almost everyone right away. It being the 10th, the guys still had their hair and the girls still had their bodies. I found a table to stand at with friendly faces and said hello. Everyone seemed pleasant. We'd all grown out of our high school personas, though the leaders then still tended to be the same. There was Mason Bentley holding court reliving the big win over Spartanville. And there was Allie Overson. He'd lost a fair amount of weight. I walked over to him and hugged him.
"Allie, can I ever see you and not thank you for saving my life?"
"Kelly', now whispering, "And that was still the most exciting, you know, of my life." I appreciated his discretion. I wonder how he told that story to other people. Mason called me over and asked how I was doing. He noted the ring on my finger,
"You didn't bring your hubby? Are we too low class?" He was laughing.
"No, he had a conference. So all you get is me."
"Never a bad thing!"
We talked, there was nostalgic music if you can call ten-year-old tunes nostalgic. Some drank more than others. As the event was breaking up Mason announced an after-party in his suite. It seemed a fair number of the old ballplayers were going up. I tagged along, having nothing better to do.
Here's one of those points where things can go one of two ways. I'd said before that people moved on from their high school personas. But sometimes, they fall right into them. I had a third drink, but it wasn't the booze. It was all those familiar faces. All those guys, many of whom I'd fucked all those years ago. Now we were crowded together in the living area of the suite. Bodies close together. Then and hand on my back. I turned to see Steve Carter. His hand moved down a bit. I didn't stop him.
"Kelly, Mason was just talking about Fred's truck and we remembered you and Allie coming out of the woods like some kind of swamp monster holding the sexy babe. Then I remembered, I never did get my turn." Now his hand was more on my ass than my hip. I looked up at him. He was standing very close. I could feel the need oozing off of him. His hand pulled me against him.
"After all this time, you still want your turn?" His hand cupped my ass. I could feel his hard cock pressing against me.
"Why wouldn't I? You're even sexier than in high school." The feel of him against me. The memories of that one night, and so many others. There were doors on either side. "The one over there is empty." We were moving casually across the room. But I'm sure people noticed. Those guys who remembered me from ten years ago, who didn't know anything about how I changed my habits in college and since. Men who saw
me as fun Kelly and maybe thought I still looked good. The door opened, then mostly closed. Steve pressed against me both hands now pushing my dress up, holding my ass, feeling for the thong panties, pushing them down. Any thoughts I had of stopping him had vanished in the moment. I was fumbling with his belt, then his pants as he laid me back on the bed. My dress was up over my head and discarded. He left my bra in place as his need drove him. He lifted my legs and then he was in. I could tell I wanted it as much as he did as he easily slid inside. He was fucking me as if he'd been waiting 10 years for his turn. Driving himself into me as if we were in the back of Fred's pickup traveling down those bumpy back roads. Thrusting with the need of a teen, then filling my pussy with his cum as if we were kids out under the stars. "Damn, I always wondered what it would be like." I smiled at him. Then slipping into an old persona,
'"Send in someone else." He did. The door wasn't completely closed, so they knew. First, it would be those who had missed out. Then some who had remembered how good it had been. Mason was leaning over me, his cock balls deep, he wasn't all that big for being the star QB, his ass moving quickly jabbing and shaking, grunting and groaning, then a gasp and he'd done me again.
I got up and cleaned myself, then walked to the door of the bedroom. I was naked now, some had wanted to see my tits. I didn't care that they all could see me now. I pointed to Allie. Beckoned him to the room. He came to me, then followed my instructions to lay on the bed. As I'd recalled, Allie had a more formidable cock.
"I need to have you properly, without holding on for dear life."
"You don't have to.."
"Oh, I do." I straddled him and fed his cock up into me. I sighed as he filled me better than the others. I braced myself on his chest and rode him, moving to ensure his pleasure and mine. He played with my tits and sucked at my nipples, he held my ass and let me do my thing. I moved fast, to raise his excitement, then slow and deep to ensure mine. When I felt his body responding I let him drive his cock into me until he came in a gush. "Mmm, very nice Allie." I'd always have a special place for Allie.
When he'd finished there were a couple more. Then Steve and Mason asked if they could have me, together. I said as long as it was just mouth and pussy. So I got on hands and knees, sucking Steve deep into my mouth as Mason got up behind and began slapping his hips against mine, his cock moving fast in and out. Mason came first, then Steve jumped in his spot, letting me feel his cock going deeper, then with a few short fast thrusts, he added my final load of the night. As I fell forward on the bed. I heard them leaving, Steve said to Mason,
"I sure hope she comes back for the 20th." I lay there thinking about what I'd done. It was one night of wanton sex. One night of reliving my past and reminding me how I'd earned my high school reputation. As cum ran from my sore pussy I wondered if I'd come back for the 20th.
But first I needed to go home to Brent. -->
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