1. The Class Reunion - Part One


    Date: 10/19/2014, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Boss01, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    I’d like to say that we were snuggled up, basking in the afterglow of our gentle, romantic lovemaking. Actually, we lay sprawled across the king-size bed in my hotel room, sweating and gasping, my now semi-turgid member shiny with her pussy-juice, while her freshly-fucked vagina leaked my cum onto the sheets. It started off very innocent. Alice and I had been high-school sweethearts until we both moved away the summer before our senior year. Neither of us had seen the other since then, and neither of us had been back to our hometown since then. What brought us back together, and back to town, was our twenty-year high-school reunion. I wasn’t aware that she was coming, so was quite surprised to see her at the opening night cocktail party at the hotel where the reunion was taking place, and everyone from out of town was staying; although in retrospect she didn’t seem surprised at all. Anyway, it turned out that we were both divorced and there as singles. We drank a little, danced a little, and talked a lot. About eleven, she professed to be tired from her travel, so I offered to walk her to her room. As it turned out, her room was right next to mine. We shared a rather chaste hug and kiss, and she went inside and closed the door. I walked the fifteen feet to my room and went inside. I had just taken off my jacket and tie when I heard a knocking on what I thought at first was the wall. It turns out that we were booked in adjoining rooms, and the knocking was on the passage ...
    door from Alice’s room to mine. I opened the door, and there stood Alice in nothing but her underclothes, a look of pure lust on her face. She shoved me back onto the bed and began furiously unbuckling my belt and unzipping my trousers. I kicked off my shoes and quickly shed my shirt as she unhooked her bra and shimmied out of her panties. Before I could even react, she pulled my pants and underwear off, allowing my now fully-erect cock to spring loose. Wasting no time, Alice pulled the comforter off the bed and pushed me onto my back, straddled me, grabbed my dick and sank her soaked quim onto my shaft in one balls-deep move. I grabbed her swaying breasts, alternating between palming the firm flesh and tweaking the hardened nipples as she rode me, furiously pounding her pussy to three orgasms before I came, splashing her insides with what felt like quarts of jiz. Regaining the power of speech first, I looked over at Alice and said, “Wow!” “Wow, indeed!” she replied. “After all the ‘dry humping’ we did when we dated, it was great to finally ‘do the deed’.” “Yes,” I agreed, “although I wouldn’t exactly call what we used to do ‘dry humping’. More like ‘wet humping’, if you ask me.” ************************************ Alice and I first started dating in the tenth grade, when we were both sixteen. It was the late early seventies, and while the “sexual revolution” was allegedly in full swing, the reality was that most girls in high school were still saving themselves for marriage, ...
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