("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._
`6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`)
(_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-'
_..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,'
(((' (((-((('' ((((
K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N
_________________________________________
WARNING!
This text file contains sexually explicit
material. If you do not wish to read this
type of literature, or you are under age,
PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!!
_________________________________________
Scroll down to view text
-------------------------------------------------------
This work is copyrighted to the author © 2015. Please
do not remove the author information nor make any
changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you
for your consideration.
-------------------------------------------------------
My Post College Adventures – 6
by Netman169 (netman169@yahoo.com)
***
My name is Jake Trenton. I am in my fifties now. This is
a continuation of my sexual adventures in the years
after college. Part 6 tells how Nancy helped us relive
our "first time" when she asked me for a meeting over
thirty years later. (MF, mast, oral)
***
Part 6: Nancy's Second First Time
All of this leads us to 2014. One day out of the blue,
Nancy called me. She told me she would like to talk. Her
husband was out of town and she asked me to meet at her
house. I actually hadn't had any contact with her since
Tammy was my student so I was anxious to see her again.
When I arrived at her house, Nancy greeted me with a
hug. It had been over thirty years since college but her
appearance was still basically the same. She looked
exceptionally good for a fifty-four year old woman. Her
blond hair was still short and in her jeans and tee
shirt, you could see she still had great breasts and a
firm butt. She literally looked the same as she did
thirty-four years ago.
"Jake," she said. "Lately I have been thinking a lot
about you. I don't know why? My husband is great and I
love him dearly but I just felt the need to see you now.
Maybe it's because we are forever, albeit secretly,
bound by Tammy? Or maybe it's true what they say – that
you never get over your first love? In any case, I had
to see you!"
Try as I might, I really had no words for her. I simply
took her back into my arms and gave her a passionate
open-mouthed kiss. She returned it slipping me her
tongue. It was a memory we both evidentially longed for.
After kissing like that for the longest time, she took
me by the hand and led me into her bedroom. Before I
could resume the making-out she spoke.
"Wait here for a moment. I have a surprise for you," she
said slipping in the bathroom and closing the door.
When she came back out, she had on the same nightshirt
that she wore the night we both lost our virginities. It
was the pink cotton one with teddy bears on the front.
It was a bit faded and worn out but it was indeed the
very same nightshirt.
And like the first time, it was so short; it barely hid
the pink cotton panties beneath it and I could clearly
see the outline of her breasts, which seemed a little
fuller than the B-cups of her youth.
For a moment I felt like I was back in 1977. They say
you can never go back but they are wrong. I again
grabbed her and continued making-out. As I did her hands
were all over my clothes undressing me.
I still had her in my arms when she got me completely
nude and I felt my hard cock slap against her inner
thighs and rest on the damp cotton crotch of her
panties. Even though Nancy must have touched me a
hundred times, she reached down and felt it as if it
were the first time.
With my open mouth still over hers, I guided Nancy onto
her back on the bed. Pulling away, it was now my time to
strip her. I started by pulling the nightshirt up and
off of her body. I stopped to re-explore her breasts. Of
course with age, they sagged a little more but they also
seemed fuller and the nipples seemed bigger.
I took a moment to feel the heavy mounds and sucked each
nipple to attention. Then I turned my attention to her
panties. Although they were pink and cotton, they were
not the tiny bikinis I was used to. They were a fuller
cut, more mature women's panty, perhaps designed to hide
her slightly rounder abdomen. The wet spot on her crotch
was the same, however, with an even more arousing aroma.
Pulling the panties off, I again got to see the pussy I
loved so much. Her outer lips were much plushier now,
her clitoris was clearly sticking out and she had a lot
more pubic hair, which was still blond but now with
hints of gray.
My mouth was attracted to it like a magnet. I licked up
and down her slit, sucking her clit and lapping the
juices out of her opening. It was a taste I had wanted
again for many years.
Nancy too was craving this. She was pushing her pussy up
onto my mouth with every lick of my tongue. Finally her
whole body shook in an orgasm just as I remembered it.
After resting a while, Nancy started to move her mouth
down to my cock. As much as I enjoyed her blowjobs, I
had waited too many years and just wanted to be inside
that pussy again and pulled her back up.
Turning her onto her back, I climbed between her legs
and centered my cock over her pussy hole. It needed no
help by either of our hands to find its way into the
familiar opening.
I pushed forward as Nancy pushed up and I sunk all way
into her pussy. It was looser than I remembered which
was good – any tighter and I would have cum on the spot.
After I got used to the feeling, I settled down to some
good fucking. I resorted to my slow and steady pace
where I pushed in deep and then came all the way out
with every stroke. Nancy seemed to enjoy this as much as
she did as a teen.
As I pumped in and out, I could feel her pussy hugging
every part of my shaft and cockhead. My cock was
touching parts of her insides that I hadn't felt in
years.
As I pumped in and out slow and steady, I could tell she
wanted me to speed up. I resisted the urge because I not
only wanted it to last; I wanted us to cum at the same
time.
With apologies to my wife, we weren't just fucking we
were making love. It was perhaps the best sex I had in
over thirty years.
After about a half hour, we were both getting anxious so
I speeded up. Nancy wrapped her legs around my hips,
coaxing me to plunge deep.
When that happened, neither of us could hold off any
longer. As I felt the muscles inside her vaginal start
to expand and contract, I began spewing load after load
of hot cum deep into her pussy. We stayed connected
together, giving each other deep open-mouthed kisses,
long after the contractions in her pussy and throbbing
in my cock subsided. Finally my cock went flaccid
slipping out and releasing a cream pie onto the sheets.
Since both my wife and her husband were out of town for
the night, Nancy convinced me to stay over. We stayed in
bed, hugging, making out, reminiscing, and fucking all
night long. Luckily I brought some blue pills.
In the morning, as we showered together, our hands took
time to explore each other's bodies like we did years
ago. This of course led to one last fuck, with Nancy
straddling me in the shower. After cuming inside her
again, we washed the cum down the drain, dried off and
got dressed.
Over breakfast, Nancy made a confession to me.
"Jake," she said. "There's been something I need to tell
you."
"What's that?" I asked.
"I know about you and our daughter Tammy," she said.
"Know what?" I asked.
"I know you were having sex with her. I knew all along
and I didn't say anything, or even try to stop it," she
admitted.
"Why not?" I asked.
"Well I knew she couldn't know she was your daughter,
and I knew you couldn't have a normal relationship with
her, yet I still wanted you two to be close, so that's
why," she explained.
"Wow, you must really love both of us?" I said, hugging
her.
"And to show you how much I still love you, I have
another surprise," she said.
Just then there was a knock at the door and in walked a
thirteen-year old, cute shorthaired blond little
schoolgirl.
"Jake," Nancy said. "I like you to meet Britney, Tammy's
daughter – my granddaughter."
"Nice to meet you," I said holding out my hand.
Britney instead leaned forward and hugged me.
"Dej Vue!" I thought.
The End, Almost...
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a
trusted partner. 4-million people around the world
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per
lifetime, so take good care of it!
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Kristen's collection - Directory 83