Lois was tall, at 5'7'' she was just four inches shorter than me with a look about her that screamed I dare you to fuck me. Her dress was always tastefully casual with her long brown hair, almond-shaped dark eyes and coy demeanor, she had always drawn me like a moth to a flame. I knew that she was no angel, with her flirtatious ways and history of being with men, yet I couldn't help being seduced by her good looks and lithe body. Someday, I always told myself, I would have her.
That someday came at a house party one cool spring night. We were with other partners at the time, but that didn't cool the long-held attraction between us. After an hour or two of music, drinking and, smoking pot, we happened upon each other once again while mixing drinks for ourselves. Our dates were engaged with the rest of the party and, being high like everyone else, didn't miss us.
It was hard to hear each other over the music so we moved to the backyard and some welcome peace and comparative silence. I found a couple of chairs and a love seat indicating for Lois to sit. She wrapped her arms around her knees and tucked her skirt around her long legs against the coolness of the night. Taking the chair across from her, I found myself once again mesmerized by the beauty of this woman that I had a crush on for so long. We talked about our lives and what we had done since we last saw each other. After a few minutes, she asked if I would sit next to her to keep her warm. Of course, I was only too happy to oblige. I put my arm around her and she laid her head on my shoulder, the cool night sky sparkled with a billion stars. At last, she turned to look at me and my lips found hers. There was no hesitation as Lois returned the kiss with an intimacy and relish of her own that surprised me.
It had been several years since we had seen each other, and though we were with other people. Tonight was different. I don't know exactly why but, we each felt the freedom to relinquish that bond from our dates and just be together. Call it fate, call it what you will, I believe we were both just drunk enough and horny enough to let go. Perhaps we weren't really happy with our choice of dates that night, who knows, who cares, we felt the driving need to be with each other. Whatever the reason our past infatuation came flooding back.
As we kissed, our tongues reached for each other and danced playfully in their eagerness. I don't recall who initiated it, but we rose from our seats and together made our way, arms around each other through the dappled moonlight, to a small shed a few steps further from the house. At that distance, the music, talk, and laughter were just a murmur. Inside the darkened shed were yard tools and stacks of boxes though we found room against one wall.
Our hands were instantly upon each other. Lois' searching hand found and squeezed the hard bulge beneath my jeans. My hand found its way under her blouse to fondle small firm breasts, our lips never losing contact. Nipples erect from excitement and the cool of the night, strained at the flimsy material of her top. I lifted the loose blouse to reveal a soft mound under my hand topped with a cherry of a nipple. With a practiced hand, Lois hurriedly popped open my button fly letting my imprisoned cock spring free to slap heavily against her stomach. Our breathing became labored as we pushed on in our excitement. Leaning this beauty softly against the wall, I fell upon those hard nipples with my lips and tongue. Sucking each, in turn, into my greedy mouth as she firmly gripped me, pulling the skin rhythmically back and forth along my swollen shaft. I raised her skirt and traced the smooth softness along her inner thigh to where I could feel the heat from her sex and a wisp of pubic hair. She was not wearing panties! I felt my face instantly flush thinking about her being naked all this time while dancing with me and other men at the party. Our breathing became ragged and shallow as I teased her slit with my fingers. Her back against the wall, she raised her leg and braced her foot on a stack of boxes. I squat down, pushing her skirt to her waist, revealing her nakedness barely visible in the dim light. Starting at her navel, I kissed the smooth tight skin of her abdomen, allowing my tongue to work its way slowly to her warm moist crotch. Feeling her wetness against my lips, my tongue brushed lightly against her growing clitoris. She moaned with delight as I circled it and licked at her sweetness. I loved the size and feel of her clit as I sucked it into my mouth. It was quite large and excited me to grip that girth between my lips, pulling and sucking on it only to make swell even more. At length, Lois held my head tightly against her forcing my probing tongue into her slit, as if I needed inducement. A long moan came from deep within her throat as she worked herself into my eager mouth. Those who say women don't ejaculate are idiots. She drenched my mouth with sweet nectar as waves of orgasm flowed through her body. I just had to penetrate her.
With her foot still braced on the boxes, she guided my cockhead along her slippery swollen lips and with one easy thrust I penetrated her well-lubricated pussy. My God she felt good. Squeezing me with muscles I had never known. I was quickly nearing my own orgasm as she burst into another of her own, each of us passionately bucking and driving against the other. I quickly reached the point of no return and could no longer hold back the flow boiling up from deep within me. With one final thrust I held myself in her depths as my cock erupted, pulsing uncontrollably as I plunged over the edge into my own shattering climax.
With me still captured deep inside, Lois and I held tight to each other for many minutes as we slowly returned from the throes of our sexual passion. At last, wordlessly, we slipped from our embrace, straightened our clothing and kissed deeply as we left the tool shed hand in hand.
Even though we returned to the house together no one seemed to notice our absence. It took some time before our flush red cheeks returned to normal. Thankfully, the lights were low and everyone had remained absorbed in the party.
It would be year before fate would bring us back together again. But that's another story.
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Short Story / Erotica
Short Story / Erotica
Short Story / Erotica