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o The 'Bookshelf collection' offers a very wide variety of o
o stories. They have been submitted by people from all over the o
o world. Also from alt.sex.stories (Newsgroups). There is no o
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o I don’t believe in categorizing things. "I don’t want to o
o be typed therefore I don’t type things myself." I think it’s o
o a lot more fun to browse around and find 'little' surprises o
o that you might not have even thought of looking for. o
o Lest we forget!!! This story was produced as adult en- o
o tertainment and should not be read by minors. Kristen o
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Old Friends (MF)
by The Falkyn
I had known Joanna many years before, and we'd shared some
intimacies, and now she'd sent me an invitation to her wedding! I
intended to attend, of course, and in fact I arrived two days early,
just to get together with her and chat old times, I told myself.
Joanna is a very attractive woman, and when I saw her come
strolling into the restaurant, I cursed myself for not holding onto her
earlier in our acquaintance. She is a tall girl, almost six feet tall,
with long, slightly curly brown hair, and the softest brown eyes you'd
ever want to melt into. She has a good, tight body and I could see by
the tight jeans she was wearing that she'd kept in shape over the six
years since I'd seen her last.
We recognized each other immediately, of course, and she walked
over to my table, taking the seat I offered her.
"Jason, god it's good to see you!" she exclaimed, leaning in to
give me a hug before she sat.
"Same here, Jo. You look great."
"You're not too bad either," she grinned, "although its hard to
tell if anything's changed with all your clothes on."
Could she be...? I hadn't really expected us to have the same
old chemistry, but it certainly seemed that she was ready to pick up
where we'd left off.
"Well, you sure look as sexy as ever." I countered, testing the
waters.
"I have to tell you, Jase," she leaned closer to whisper, "when
we talked on the phone the other day, I started to get wet!" Apparently
she'd slipped her foot out of her shoe, because I suddenly felt her
stocking foot slide up my leg and into my crotch.
"Damn, Jo, what are you doing?" I hissed, glancing around.
"Seducing you, I hope," she grinned. "Don't tell me you wouldn't
like to take another roll in the hay."
"Yeah," I confessed, since my swelling cock was giving me away
anyway, "but what about your fiancee. I don't want you to cheat on him."
"We're not married yet, silly." her toes curled around my swollen
bulge. "I wanna feel your thick one again before I'm limited to just one
cock."
I was fully erect and my cock was straining at my pants. "Ok,
where should we go?"
"I can't wait. Give me a couple seconds to check the bathroom,
then meet me in there." I started to protest, but she already had her
shoe on and was heading for the back of the restaurant.
I waited just long enough for my throbbing hard-on to subside,
then followed her back to the bathrooms. There was no one around, so I
pushed open the door and slipped into the women's bathroom. Joanna was
just inside the door and she pulled me into a tight embrace as soon as I
was inside, pressing the length of her body against mine and kissing me
hotly. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feel of her breasts pressing
against my chest, her crotch grinding against my rehardening penis and
her soft lips rubbing along mine. Her hot little tongue slipped out and
pushed into my mouth, letting me suck on it, then pulled back to allow me
to explore her mouth.
Abruptly, she pulled back and reached down to pull her t-shirt up
over her head. Perfect, conical breasts with dark nipples bobbed free
and I glanced around in panic. "Jo! What if someone comes in?"
"Don't worry about it," she soothed, taking my hand and leading
me into the handicapped stall. She tossed her t-shirt into the corner,
then began undoing her jeans. I wasted no time joining her and soon my
throbbing cock bobbed in front of me. Joanna slid her jeans down over
flaring hips and down off her legs. She was facing away from me and I
groaned as her perfect ass cheeks came into view, then she bent further
and her buttocks separated slightly, allowing me a glimpse of her panty
crotch clinging to her protruding pussy lips.
"God, I'm wet." she proclaimed, dropping the pants and handing me
the panties. I put the sticky crotch to my nose and inhaled her
delicious fragrance as she sat on the toilet seat. "Get over here, I
can't wait to taste your cock. It's been so long."
I stepped between her spread thighs and her fingers closed on my
stiff shaft, drawing another groan from my throat. Then her lips wrapped
around me and all I could do was gasp and breath heavily as her hot, wet
mouth surrounded my cock. She slowly, ever so slowly, moved her mouth
down my veined length until her warm lips were pressed against my pubic
hair and I was completely inside her hot mouth. Then she started to
suck.
I groaned loudly and gripped her head in my hands, started
fucking her mouth the way she likes. Looking down, I loved the sight of
my thick shaft sliding in and out of her face, emerging glistening with
her saliva, then sinking in as her cheeks puffed out. And beyond that, I
could see her fingers busy between her legs, fingering herself while she
sucked me.
"Mmmmmmm," she moaned around my penis, then released it with a
wet pop and bent to lick my balls, my gleaming cock resting on her cheek.
"God, Jo, you are so hot. You give great head."
She looked up at me, smiling, "do you still eat pussy as good as
you used to?"
"You bet," I returned, lifting her off the seat and sitting down
on the warm plastic.
"Ooooh," she cooed, stepping up astride my legs and reaching down
to open her sticky pussy for my tongue. I reached up behind her to grip
her ass cheeks as I plunged tongue-first into her delicious pussy and her
hips spasmed. "Oh god!"
I licked up and down the coral-pink lips of her cunt, staying to
the sides, never penetrating or licking her clit, and watched the juices
trickle out of her vagina. Joanna has always been very wet when she's
aroused, and this time was no exception. Every couple seconds she would
sigh and I'd get a small gush of pungent liquid as her vagina contracted.
Finally, I slipped my tongue into her and wiggled it as she gyrated
eagerly on my probing tongue.
"Oh god, oh god, ohhhh," she sighed, accompanying each exhalation
with a gush of juices. Then my nose brushed her clit and she gave an
animal moan. Moving my mouth up, I fastened onto her clit and began to
suck and lick it madly.
"Oh shit, yes Jason, suck my clit, eat me, oh god, eat my pussy,
oh shit, oh shit, that's good, lick my cunt..." she babbled, her words
trickling out as fast as her pussy juice. Then her hands clamped on my
head and her hips began to shudder. Little rhythmic spasms were running
though her buttocks under my fingers, and she was making a high keening
noise in her throat. I placed my tongue flat on her clit and dragged it
up and down as she whined and groaned and hunched her cunt against my
face, going through one of her powerful orgasms. I could feel her juices
trickling down my chin onto my chest, but I kept sucking her clit.
Finally she stopped shuddering and pulled her pussy slightly away
from my mouth. "Oh god," she sighed, breathing hard, "that was great.
Paul never eats me like that. I came so hard!"
"Maybe you should teach him," I suggested.
"I'll sure try...damn, that was so good..." she glanced down at
my hard cock, still throbbing powerfully from between my thighs. "Mmmm,
and that looks real good right now." She straddled my thighs again and
lowered herself, reaching down between us. I felt her fingers grip my
cock, then my knob prodded her soaked opening and I felt it stretch open
to take me in.
"Ssssssssssss..." we both sighed as she lowered herself the final
six inches and took the full length of my cock up into her tight,
gripping cunt. Her pussy was warm and wet and felt incredible around my
aching cock. For a minute she just sat there with my cock buried inside
her, while I bent and sucked her rock-hard nipples into my mouth, one at
a time. Then she started moving slowly up and down on my cock and I felt
my balls tighten at the wonderful sensations.
"Oh god, Jo, its been so long, and you feel so good. I'm gonna
cumm in another second if you keep that up."
She was running her fingers along my shoulders and rubbing her
breasts in my face as she continued to bounce on my impaling cock,
"that's the idea, you made me cumm, now I make you cumm. Don't fight it
baby, just cumm up inside me. I wanna feel your hot sperm splashing up
inside me."
"Oh, shit," I groaned, gripping her hips and thrusting up hard
against her. My cock was swelling and I could feel my balls pulling up.
"Shit yeah, gonna squirt my sperm way up into your tight pussy, Jo, gonna
spray you full of cumm."
Suddenly I pulled her tight down against me, burying my cock deep
in her vagina as it pulsed and started to spurt my semen up into her.
"Oh, yeahhhhhh....."
"Sssssssssss..." she reached back and rolled my balls in her
fingers, making me spurt even harder. "Oooh, yeah, I can feel it
squirting up inside my pussy...all warm and sticky..." She ground her
crotch down hard against me and we held ourselves together as I shuddered
through the rest of my orgasm. Then she stood up, dribbling mixed cumm
and pussy juices on my legs and the floor, and we cleaned ourselves up.
"God, that was great, I can still feel your sperm inside me," she
whispered as we left the bathroom together.
We talked for another half-hour, then she said she had to go and
left the restaurant.
I was waiting for the wedding to start, two days later, when one
of the ushers came up to me.
"You're Jason, right?" he asked.
"Yeah."
"Joanna wants to see you in back." he told me.
I shrugged and followed him back. He let me into a small room
where I found Joanna waiting, dressed in just her slip and bra.
"You wanted to see me?" I asked.
"Yes, I got this wild idea. I want to fuck you one last time,
then get married with your sperm in my pussy." She was already kneeling
in front of me, undoing the fly of my suit pants.
"Are you sure?" I asked incredulously, hardly believing her
libido.
"Yes! Now get your pants down. We don't have much time."
I helped her get my pants unfastened and they dropped to the
floor. She took my flaccid penis in her mouth and started sucking wetly
and noisily, and in no time I was fully erect. She stood up and braced
her hands against the wall, thrusting her ass out at me. "Just lift up
my slip and pull my panties over." she instructed.
I lifted her slip and stepped up behind her, reaching down to
find that the crotch of her panties was soaked completely through. I
hooked a finger in the elastic and moved it aside, then stepped forward
and we both sighed as my rigid cock poked her cunt and slid slowly
inside.
"Oh yeah, fuck me Jason....sssssss, oh fuck my pussy..." she
moaned and I started to thrust in and out of her clinging vagina. I'd
only fucked into her four or five times when she threw her head back and
her pussy started to clamp on my cock as she climaxed. I increased the
speed of my thrusting, loving the feel of her tight cunt and the erotic
sound of her juices pattering softly to the floor beneath us. My balls
were swinging up to slap into her clit and she kept on coming as I thrust
one final time and let go with a strong spurt of thick cumm. I held her
tightly on my cock as she shuddered and jerked through the end of her
orgasm, and my cock filled her with jets of warm semen. Finally, we'd
both finished and I pulled out, stepping back and using a tissue to wipe
my cock as she pulled her panties back in place and adjusted her slip.
"Oh god, oh god, that was soooo good." she kept repeating, and I was
breathing like a bellows.
We kissed one last time, then I left her and went to clean up a
little more in the men's room. She walked down the aisle just as
scheduled and only the two of us knew that each step released a little
dribble of my sperm into her underwear. They were married and I saw her
briefly at the reception, then had to leave to get home in time to get to
work the next day.
Nine months later she had a baby boy, whom I've since seen.
Everyone thinks he's Paul's son, but he looks a lot more like me.
The End