Where it happened: My Living Room
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
While we were going to high school together, Bill was one of the guys I dated. He was always horny and was always trying to get into my pants. I let him massage my boobs a few times when we went to a movie, but always resisted his bolder advances, and he always went home at night disappointed. Well, we graduated, and I got married, and I never saw Bill after that — until last week. Our cable TV was having lots of problems, and so I called the cable company and made an appointment for a repairman to come out to see what was wrong. When I answered the doorbell, I was really surprised to see it was Bill who had come to make the repairs. He was surprised to see me, too. We chatted a little while he was doing what he had to do, and sort of caught up on what each of us had been doing since high school. He was still pretty bold and cocky, just like I remembered him. At one point he asked me if I was “getting enough lately,” which obviously referred to my sex life. I told him yes, and asked him if he was. He said, yes, “but I never got enough of you.” The suggestive banter continued until he was through and was making out the paper-work on the top of the TV. I noticed then that he had a huge bulge in the front of his jeans. As I looked at him and he looked at me, there was a magnetism that I guess both of us could feel between us, and as he handed me the papers, he grabbed me and held me close and kissed me. Then he started whispering in my ear. “How about just once,Ann, for old times sake? I know you always wanted to do it, but for some reason you always said No.” He was pressing his hardness right into my abdomen, and I must admit, it felt good. And exciting. In less than a couple of minutes, I was letting him unbutton my skirt at the side, and I was unzipping his jeans and fondling his penis through his shorts. Then he had my underwear pants off and I was pulling his shorts down, as he held me against the TV there in the living room. A minute or so more, and he was pushing his hardness into my body. He was so nice and tight inside my vagina and it felt wonderful. Then he began thrusting and thrusting and before long I could feel him coming inside me. Then, I realized. How foolish this was. Letting him come back into my life after all these years. But the warmth of his penis inside me felt so good, I just didn’t care and we continued to fuck. It went on probably for 15-20 minutes. And I kept encouraging him, telling him how great it felt and how I was sorry I had never let him fuck me before.”You really like this, don’t you?” he said, and I kept telling him “Yes, Yes, Yes!” He must have come three or four times. Luckily I was on birth control. After we were through, he thanked me, and told me that it was one of the greatest fucks of his life. It was only then that I noticed the gold band on his left hand. He was married, too.If we ever have trouble with our TV again, I hope they send Bill, but that’s probably too much to expect. It was a first, and probably a last, for me.
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