Old Friends

Old Friends

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Details

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

After years without any contact, Noelle Matthews and Damian Kade finally run into each other again. They dated briefly in the past and have always found each other desirable, but nothing ever happened. Now that they're older and are more free, there's nothing standing in their way.

Summary

After years without any contact, Noelle Matthews and Damian Kade finally run into each other again. They dated briefly in the past and have always found each other desirable, but nothing ever happened. Now that they're older and are more free, there's nothing standing in their way.

Content

Submitted: May 29, 2015

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Submitted: May 29, 2015

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Old Friends: Short Story by ShadesOfIvy

Noelle breathed a sigh of relief. She was finally settled into her new apartment. It took a few days, but the furniture was all there. She was 24 years old and waited years to be able to move out and live on her own. She loved living with her best friend, but nothing compared to having her own fortress of solitude. Noelle sat on her couch exhausted, but also excited. The first thing she wanted to do was take a nice, relaxing bath. Grabbing her white, silk robe from her closet, she walked over to the bathroom and started a bath. She added some bubbles in the water to infuse her skin with lavender. She undressed herself and slid into the tub.

"Oh, yes," She said to herself. "This is what I'm talking about."

The surface of the water was warm, but the further into the bath she sat, the warmer it became, creating the perfect temperature. As the tub finished filling, Noelle turned off the faucet with her toes. She pulled the ponytail out of her hair and shook her head so that her hair fell across her shoulders. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, sliding further into the water so that anything below her shoulders was completely engulfed in liquid.

Noelle could feel the water massaging her tense muscles. Combined with the smell of lavender, the bath was slightly arousing. She lifted her leg above the water and watched the water slide off, leaving her silky smooth skin exposed. She smiled to herself, proud that she always kept her hygiene in order. It was a lot of work but it was so worth it. Whenever a strong, sexy man openly watched her, she found it, if nothing else, flattering. It was like her own special treat to herself.

Oh, god, she thought. She hadn't been in the arms of a mature, sexy man in ages. She wasn't the type of girl to sleep around with just anyone. She had to, at the very least, have some sort of relationship with the man, whether it was just friends or more. Thinking about sex heightened Noelle's arousal. She quickly finished her bath and got out, dried herself, and headed over to her bed room. She pulled a purple vibrator out of the bottom drawer of her dresser. She placed her robe onto her pillow case and crawled on top of the bed.

Noelle spread her legs wide and let her fingers graze the lips of her vagina. She slightly parted them, but not completely. Her fingers massaged the inner walls of her folds and she slightly moaned. Her fingers trailed up, flicking her clit a few times before dipping down and entering her vagina. She pushed her index and middle fingers into her vagina, slowly probing inside her. She let out a breath and slightly jerked her hips upwards.

"Ah," She moaned. Her nipples tightened and she slid her fingers out of her pussy. Noelle grabbed her vibrator and turned it on to its fastest setting. She pushed it into her vagina and started fucking herself with it. With her free hand, she pinched and twirled her nipples between her fingers. Noelle moaned again and continuously jerked her hips in the air. The pressure of her orgasm was heightening.

"Fuck, yes!" She yelled. A strong sensation spread throughout her entire body. Her toes curled and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Her body was quivering, the walls of her vagina tightly clenching the vibrator. She softly whimpered and let the vibrator slide out of her pussy. Noelle could feel her warm, slick juices flow onto her bedsheets. She smiled to herself. I'm gonna have to wash those, she thought.

***

Later that evening after a much needed nap, Noelle went out to check the mail. Still wearing her white robe, she quickly sauntered over to the mailboxes and opened the one with her apartment number on it. She pulled out a single envelope that had the title of her bank on it. Walking back towards her house, she accidentally bumped into someone.

"Oh, I'm sorry," She looked up and was greeted by familiar eyes.

"Noelle?" The strikingly handsome man said.

"Damian?" She said in disbelief. "Oh my god! Damian!" Noelle jumped up and wrapped her arms around his neck. Damian hugged her, letting his hands slide down to her waist.

He took her in and thought she looked really sexy in that short, silk robe of hers. Her soft, caramel skin tone was glowing and she smiled with radiance. Damian could hardly believe that Noelle was still the same beauty he knew when he was fifteen and she was seventeen years old. He knew that back in high school their relationship seemed odd because of the age difference, but he was always stricken by her.

Damian let his hold on her linger for a little longer than he should have and his nose was filled with the delicacy of lavender. He stepped a few inches back so that the two of them were face to face, arousal stirring underneath his jeans. "So how have you been?"

"I -um, I have been good," Noelle stuttered. "I actually just uh, moved in."

Noelle chuckled, embarrassment washing over her. Unbelievable, she thought. It's been seven years and her nerves were still a mess around him. Ever since Noelle first spoke to Damian, she wanted to be as cool and relaxed as possible, but she always turned into a babbling fool. She looked up at him and resisted the urge to touch his face. The gleam of his beautiful brown skin was radiant and Noelle wanted nothng more than to ravage him.

Noelle sighed. "I'm sorry."

Damian gazed at her in amusement. "For what?"

"For stuttering. I don't usually do that," She answered, looking away.

He laughed. "Yes you do."

Noelle scoffed. "No, I don't."

Damian put his hands in front of him in mock defense and laughed. "It's okay. I always thought it was adorable."

"Oh," She smiled. They gazed into each other's eyes for a moment, enjoying the silent passion igniting between them.

"Can I see your place?" He asked.

"Yeah," She nodded, walking towards her apartment. "Come on in."

Noelle lead Damian inside her home and motioned for him to sit on the couch. She set her mail on the coffee table and went to shut the blinds, hoping that maybe she and Damian could have a little fun. Damian's eyes followed her every move, admiring her grace and beauty. She sat next to him, propping a leg under him and facing him.

"It's been such a long time, Noelle," He said softly.

"I know," She breathed.

"You know," Damian started, drawing circles on her wrist with his fingers. "I have to be honest with you."

"Okay," She smiled, inching closer.

"I think you look sexy in that robe." He smiled devilishly.

Noelle smirked. "You're still upfront, I see."

Damian grabbed her hand and pulled her closer to him. "There's no use in running around what we want, now, is there?"

"How do you know what I want?" She asked.

He leaned in and softly tugged on her ear with his teeth. "I've always known what you want."

"Oh, yeah?" She asked.

"Mhm," He groaned and whispered, "You've always wanted me."

Noelle smiled. He was right. From the moment that he introduced himself to her, Noelle wanted to rip her clothes off and let him have her way with her. She lightly kissed his neck and chuckled softly. "You know me so well," She said in a low, sexy rumble. "So, tell me," She breathed. "What do you want?" Noelle lightly licked behind his ear, tracing over the entire area with her tongue and lightly blowing on it.

Damian let out a throaty groan. "I want you."

Noelle placed her hands on his chest and pushed him on his back. She led a trail of kisses across his jaw and stopped at his lips. "Take me," She whispered. "Do," she kissed him on his neck, "whatever," she placed another kiss on his chest, "you want to me." Her lips met his and she kissed him with force and hunger. His lips were soft and demanding, and Noelle wanted more. Damian slipped his tongue into her mouth with insistence, a fire rising through him. The bulge in his pants was growing by the second and he wanted nothing more than for Noelle's sweet, soft, and succulent lips to touch it.

The sound of Damian's involuntary moans excited Noelle. She could feel his hands sliding down her body and settle onto her butt. He gripped her cheeks tight, softly smacking them and nudging her body upwards so that her pussy could rub up against his hard member. His bulge set Noelle's nerves ablaze. The desire for him was growing stronger. She helped him take off his shirt and unbuckled his pants. She kissed a trail of butterfly kisses down his chest and abdomen, stopping at the hem of his boxers. She looked up at him and smirked, the hunger in his eyes obvious. Noelle licked over the cloth on his penis, teasing him. She kissed around it and softly gripped it with her hand, massaging it through his underwear.

"Please," He muttered. "Let me feel you."

Noelle's fingers slid his boxers off of him. "Your wish," She kissed the tip. "Is my command."

Her lips kissed along the shaft of his cock, softly sucking and licking his balls. She licked up the shaft and stopped just under the head. She kissed the tip of his head, licking the precum that dripped down his cock. "Mmm," She groaned. "You taste so good." Noelle continued, popping the head of his cock in and out of her mouth. Damian moved his hips upwards, silently begging her to go further. She gripped his shaft tightly with one hand, quickly moving it up and down.

"That feels so good," Damian muttered in the middle of a groan.

She went further down on his cock, engulfing as much of the bulging member in her mouth as she could. Noelle relaxed the muscles in her mouth, controlling her reflexes as best as she could.

 


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