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Ottawa Home Cumming
by Gucci (gucci.barbie@hotmail.com)

***

Two former lovers reunite for a night of hot sex. (MF, 
rom, preg)

***

The wind that pushed past her was cold, and reminded 
her how chilly the city could actually get. It had been 
years since she had been back, and yet everything 
seemed so familiar. She stood in front of the non-
descript building, in her old neighbourhood, wondering 
how everything could change and yet somehow come full 
circle. 

The twilight was fading quickly to black, so taking a 
quiet breath she went up the small steps and entered 
the old apartment building. She finally found her way 
up to his apartment, and knocked on the door.

Footsteps shuffled to the door and it slid open. He 
stood there, unassuming in his white t-shirt and jeans, 
barefoot. He looked the same as years before and she 
wondered how different on the inside he would be.

"Hey. Did you have trouble finding it?" he asked, 
giving her the same once over.

"I got a little turned around past Experimental Farm, 
but it was fine," she replied, a bit shell-shocked at 
being so close to him.

He stepped backward into his apartment.

"Come in," he gestured and walked into the kitchen.

She took off her long dark coat and threw it across a 
nearby chair. Keeping her heels on, she stepped towards 
the small living area and surveyed it. Although not 
ornately furnished, she could tell he put thought into 
the furniture and everything was fairly clean. There 
was a big picture window on the far wall, past the 
shadow of trees the sun was pretty much gone. She 
suddenly realized how small the apartment seemed. After 
such a long time, he was larger than life. 

"Can I get you a drink? I've got beer and vodka," as he 
punctuated her thought.

"Sure. Vodka and OJ?" she replied.

Minutes later, they were both seated on opposite ends 
of the couch, drinks in hand. She noticed he wasn't 
cheap with the liquor as the quick burn of alcohol 
traveled down her throat. 

"I can't stop thinking about you. It was driving me 
insane," she said to him directly. Words that had been 
pent up for so many years finally were flowing. "I know 
things didn't end so well, and to be honest I don't 
even think I know you anymore as its been so long. I 
have no idea as to what to expect, and the cynical side 
of me says there's no chance at a Happily Ever After 
here. I just can't shake this feeling...it's like this 
terrible part of me can't let go of you and I can't 
stand being trapped in a lifetime where I'll always be 
trying to be happy when I feel like I'll never be truly 
happy unless I have you."


Mike was looking at her intently, not showing any 
emotion. He looked like he was about to speak, but she 
knew she had to finish.

"I...I don't expect anything of you. You can't force 
some things, and obviously things were over otherwise 
you wouldn't have let me go in the first place. After 
tonight, I promise I'll stop. No more drunk phone 
calls, no more yearly emails, nothing. Whatever happens 
tonight, even if you want me to leave right now and 
stay out of your life forever, I'll accept it. I just 
needed one more chance to say I love you, and I always 
will love you. Not in some abstract, confused way like 
before. In the way that imaging being your wife, 
raising our children, growing old together doesn't even 
say it..." 

Sarah paused, now returning his gaze. 

"It's a feeling so deep within me I'll never be able to 
explain to you. So this is me, laying it out on the 
line because even if I never see you again, one day 
I'll hopefully be able to look back on the moment when 
I gave it everything I had, and won't have regrets 
because I could never, ever regret loving you."


Mike sat there silently, and suddenly Sarah was flooded 
with anxiety. What if he asked her to leave? What if 
there was someone new he hadn't told her about, and she 
was jeopardizing all of that? She suddenly felt like 
she couldn't breathe, and the best time to leave was 
now, before he could respond. 

He put down his beer and stood up. He took two steps 
towards her and sat down again, thigh pressing against 
hers. Mike leaned down, and pulled off her heels, one 
and then the other. Sarah's heart was beating so fast 
she felt like she was going to pass out. A flood of 
emotions ranging from deliriously happy that she hadn't 
asked her to leave to fear that this might be the last, 
LAST time she would ever see him ran rampantly through 
her. 

Mike stood up and swung her around so her legs were on 
the couch, to which she automatically slid herself 
downwards so she was lying flat but on her side. He 
then proceeded to lie down next to her, turning towards 
her. 

The light outside was dimmed to pure black, and Sarah 
hazily realized how dark the apartment now was, as only 
a dull light was shining from a room somewhere. He took 
her hand and wove his fingers into hers while 
simultaneously intertwining their legs. Mike stared 
into her eyes, his face inches away from hers. She felt 
like she couldn't breathe, like she was drowning in 
him. Her whole body ached, like she was lost in space 
and without gravity her body could explode. 

It seemed like time was standing still, just the two of 
them, lying in the dark together. His face inched 
forwards and ever so softly brushed his lips against 
hers. Her eyelids were heavy while her body was on 
fire, and she was breathing lightly, as if a deep 
breath would snap her awake to reveal this was only a 
dream. He leaned even closer for a real kiss. 

It was soft and amazing and so, so familiar. Somehow 
their arms were draped around each other, and she 
wedged her body as close to him as she could get. He 
was kissing her lips intensely, as if he was searching 
for something in her that only her body would reveal. 
Her lips parted and returned the fevor, needing him, 
all of him. 

Time slid by, as they kissed and kissed and kissed. 
Sarah took her hand and slid it under his shirt, 
feeling the same taut muscles in his back as before. As 
if jolted into action, he suddenly sat up and leaned 
down again towards her. He picked her up in his arms as 
if she was weightless and took her into the room with 
the low light. He laid her down on his bed and began to 
undress her. He unbuttoned her blouse button by button, 
and peeled it off her arms. He then moved to her jeans 
and did the same. Gently, methodically he undid her bra 
and slipped off her panties. 

She was now naked under his gaze, completely helpless 
and wetness sliding down between her legs. She could 
see his cock pressing up against his jeans, as he stood 
over her, openly examining her body. Silently, he 
kneeled next to her on the bed and began to rub his 
hands over her bare skin. Tracing lines along her 
collarbone, open palmed circles on her breasts, 
fingertips on her nipples and down her stomach. He 
continued down her body, slipping past her pussy and 
along her legs and back up. Mike then shifted again, 
and sat between her spread legs, putting them over his. 
The feel of the denim on her bare skin was so erotic; 
it only made her feel more vulnerable. 

He looked into her eyes while resting one hand on her 
thigh, thumb caressing the soft inner part, while 
tracing circles around her wet pussy. Finally he 
touched her outer lips, tracing the soft outside and 
the top where her clit was hiding. Placing his index 
finger at her opening, Mike slid it slowly in and out, 
easily accommodated by the amount of wetness. Sarah 
quietly gasped in pleasure, which lead him to add a 
second finger. 


Being so fully exposed to him made her sweat and shiver 
with desire. A million sexual thoughts blazed through 
her brain, picturing them in different positions, 
places, touching each other, fucking, kissing, making 
love, making each other cum.

Suddenly, the feeling that she knew so well washed over 
her. It was a bizarre feeling, to have the body you 
knew so well betray you. The centre of her sexuality 
was throbbing, needing something only Mike could give 
her. She closed her eyes and let the feeling take her 
away, knowing she needed him inside of her very soon. 

Her pussy tightened, sending more wetness flowing from 
her. Mike could feel it and moaned slightly, partially 
closing his eyes.

"Sarah," he exhaled her name, and it excited her to 
know he was ready too. 

She leaned forward, grabbing his hips to pull herself 
up to him. 

"Mike, oh my god, Mike." She repeated, rolling his name 
over her tongue.

She peeled off his t-shirt to reveal a firm chest with 
just the right amount of softness, and the familiar 
jagged scar off to one side. She licked and gently bit 
his collarbone, and rubbed her hands up and down along 
his solid arms. Raising her body slightly, she shifted 
her legs so he was now leaning back against the wall 
next to the bed, and she was straddling his lap. 

Caressing his face and hair with her hands, she rocked 
her hips across the rough denim and leaned into him, 
kissing him hungrily and rubbing her nipples against 
his chest. She slowly rocked back and forth on his hard 
cock, kissing him intensely, tasting the aftertaste of 
beer and mint gum on his breath. Mike, I love you, I 
love you, I love you she mentally repeated with every 
roll of her hips, wishing she had the courage to say it 
out loud like years ago. 

Mike suddenly leaned forwards, which in turn made her 
recline backwards onto her elbows. His cock was now 
straining against his jeans, a huge wet area where 
Sarah's dripping pussy was moments earlier. 

"I think we're both ready," he said deeply and quietly. 
She could hear his voice was thick with lust. 

He unceremoniously undid his jeans and slipped them 
down his thighs and off. He hooked his thumbs on the 
waistline of his underwear and pulled them off too. 
Mike's hard cock was now free and she couldn't help but 
reach out to touch it. Taking it gently in her hands, 
she could feel his cock strain beneath her fingers. My 
cock, she thought deliriously and leaned forward to 
taste the pre-cum at the tip. He put his hand on the 
back of her head and groaned as her hot, wet lips 
surrounded the tip of his cock. 

She swirled her tongue around gently sucked on it. 
Before she could go further, he roughly pushed her 
backwards onto the bed and positioned his hips over 
hers. Sarah instinctively pushed her pelvis towards him 
and spread her legs, body on fire, ready to be filled 
with his cock and hot sperm. Mike didn't waste any 
time, he put the tip of his cock at her opening and 
pushed his rock hard cock into her hot, swollen pussy. 

"Oh my god!" Sarah moaned as he pushed his cock into 
her, right up to the hilt. 

Right away, he began thrusting, coating his cock in her 
wetness. Methodically, rhythmically, he fucked her 
swollen pussy, with Sarah sweating and moaning and 
pushing her hips up to meet him. Desire flowed through 
her so heavily that her head was swimming and her core 
was searing hot. I want him, I want him to fill me with 
cum, I want him to make my baby, I want him so 
badly...she chanted in her head, unable to stop 
thinking about what her body wanted. 

Holding her hips onto his cock, Mike shifted so Sarah 
was now on top of him, riding his cock. Throwing her 
head back, she pushed his cock farther into her by 
reclining backwards and thrusting back and forth with 
her hips. They both moaned as he became quickly covered 
in juice, with Sarah sliding up and down, back and 
forth on top of him. Mike reached down to his balls, 
and rubbed his fingers in the juice that was leaking 
from their sex. He then made her nipples slippery and 
rubbed them with his fingers. Every so often, she would 
lean forward and kiss him hard and deep, loving the 
taste of him.

Minutes seems to stretch into eternity, as they moaned 
and thrust and became shiny with lust and sweat. The 
room got slightly brighter, as the full moon shone 
through the trees. After the frantic beginning to their 
sex with so many different positions, both began to 
relax and slow the tempo. Now facing each other, 
wrapped in each other's arms, he leisurely slid in and 
out of her, eyes half closed, just feeling the warmth 
of her around his cock and his body. Now wrapped up 
warmly in sheets with the cold wind blowing outside, 
Sarah felt so safe and comfortable. Her body was still 
buzzing though, waiting for him to deliver his load to 
her hot, waiting body. 

She couldn't find the words though, to tell him what 
she wanted. She knew that practically speaking, her 
needs didn't make any sense... but she was flushed and 
incapable of thinking straight. She could only react to 
what her body wanted, and what it wanted was Mike. 

Sarah let out a deep sigh, feeling like she was on the 
brink of physical and emotional meltdown. 

"Hmm?" He non-verbally replied.

She put her hand behind his head, and pulled him in for 
a deep, long kiss. He kissed her back, full of desire 
and readiness. She stretched her hips down a bit harder 
onto his cock, trying to get him deeper. Unconsciously, 
she moved her hand away from his head and down between 
them, first touching the bit of cock that wasn't 
embedded in her hot pussy, then working her way up her 
own body, stopping at her lower abdomen. She began to 
rub her hand in circles on her lower belly, looking for 
the motion of his cock deep within her. 

Right away Mike remembered that motion, that she used 
to do when she was unbelievably horny and how urgently 
she used to moan and beg for him to fill her with cum. 
She would writhe and twist and beg him to fill her so 
she could carry his baby. It used to make him so hard, 
the thought of shooting big, hot loads of sperm into 
her just for the purpose of impregnating her. 

He couldn't help himself, as soon as he recognized that 
gesture his cock stiffened even harder and his balls 
became tight, feeling as if they would burst any 
minute. Just knowing she wanted him to make his baby 
inside of her made his body tremble with biological, 
primal lust.

"Sarah, I'm going to cum in you..." he moaned into her 
neck. He rolled them both so she was on her back, legs 
spread wide open. 

"Yes Mike, yes, cum in me, I want you to fill me with 
your cum, please, please," she begged, urging him on.

His thrusts became deeper and faster, and he felt her 
sweat and shiver with lust beneath him. He grabbed her 
ass with both hands, and drove his thick cock deep into 
her. All he could think about was cumming deep inside 
her, his sperm bursting deep inside her and getting her 
pregnant. 

She could feel the urgency, and realized they were both 
thinking the same thing. Her insides were clenched 
tight, needing release from this torture by a huge load 
of his creamy cum. 

"Fuck me Mike, oh my god, please, fuck me hard, and 
deep, I need your cum, I need it so badly right now, 
cum, cum, please, Mike, fuck me, fuck me!" Sarah cried, 
eyes blurring with tears from the sensory overload.

"Fuck Sarah, I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum deep 
inside you," he grunted as his balls swelled and he 
began to cum. "I'M CUMMING, FUCK I'M CUMMING..." 

His entire body shuddered as he held her tight and 
thrust his cock deep inside her, hot sperm shooting 
into her waiting pussy. He strained to get himself as 
high up into her as possible, as wave after wave of 
pleasure flowed through his cock and creamy sperm into 
her. Sarah's entire body felt the bliss of his cum 
flowing deep into her, and she moaned along with him, 
wanting ever last drop to fill her. 

Despite being finished, he rolled them onto their sides 
and kept his relaxed cock in her. The heat from his cum 
was spreading inside her, and she felt total bliss. She 
leaned forward to kiss him. 

I love you... I can't help it, I'll always love you, 
she thought drowsily. 

"Sarah... stay with me tonight," he muttered, still 
mentally blurry from everything that had just happened.

She didn't reply, she simply held him tight, too 
content to worry about what the future would hold.

The wind continued to blast outside, but in his arms, 
Sarah was home. 

END

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