1. The Class Reunion - Part Two


    Date: 10/22/2014, Categories: Anal, Author: Boss01, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    I recommend reading Class Reunion Part One first. “A penny for your thoughts, or maybe a dollar, if this is what they caused,” she said, as she fondled my newly resurrected erection. “I was just thinking about our last ‘wet humping’ before you left town and I never heard from you again.” “I am so sorry about that, but it really wasn’t my fault. My Mom figured out pretty quick what we had been up to when I got upstairs. She saw shiny stuff dribbling down my leg while she was standing behind me, and lifted my skirt before I could stop her to see what was wrong. Not having my panties anymore was her first hint; and when she turned me around and saw that I no longer had possession of my bra either, she was livid. I quickly tried to explain that we didn’t actually have sex, but in her mind there was no difference. I was to have nothing more to do with you. If she caught us communicating at all, she threatened to tell my Dad. And you know what would have happened then.” I did indeed. Her father was a big guy, prone to acts of violence, and was very protective of his daughter’s virtue. Alice continued, “My biggest regret is never letting you know what happened. And I’m really sorry that you weren’t the one to take my virginity on my wedding night.” “You mean you actually made it to your wedding night a virgin?” I asked, probably more incredulously than I should have. “Yes, you jerk, although there was a really close call; and I’m not particularly proud of what I had to do to keep my ...
    hymen intact.” “Oh, really,” I said, but more as a question than a comment. “Yeah, really. You may not have noticed when we were together back then, but being with you, no matter where or why, always got my motor running. Once we started our ‘wet humping’ routine, it got worse. And that last night, that last time, well…let’s just say the memory still makes my panties wet. So after I finally got over not being with you, well at least I thought I was over you, I was on the lookout for a guy who could duplicate that feeling.” “And were you successful?” “I thought I was when I met Johnny. Holding hands and kissing sent some familiar tingles through my body, but they always stopped short of my pussy. Even when we started our own version of ‘wet humping’, it was really more ‘dry’ than ‘wet’; at least for me. I was determined to get that feeling back, and did something really foolish.” “I never knew you to do something foolish the whole time we went out. It couldn’t have been that bad.” “Well, you never saw me drunk. We had already graduated, and it was summer cotillion time. I had already had my ‘coming out’, but was an invited guest to a friend’s sister’s party. I was wearing a light summery dress, so as not to draw attention from the debutantes. I brought Johnny as my date. He always had a wild streak, and ever since they lowered the drinking age to eighteen because of the draft and the war, he had started imbibing. That night, he talked me into having a drink, a Sea Breeze, and ...
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