"Sarah," I began. "I don't know if..."
She cut me short, interpreting my confusion correctly.
"I don't want to get back together or anything. I mean, I still live here, and you still live in Connecticut. I just...you know." Modest to a fault, she couldn't bring herself to say it.
"You want to fool around, right? No strings, someone safe, and then back to normal?"
She nodded wordlessly. "Does that make me a terrible person? I know it's not really fair to ask you that after I broke up with you, but..."
"Sarah," I said firmly. "Come here."
She set her coffee cup aside and scooted across the couch. I lifted my legs and she slid herself underneath them, coming to rest with my arm wrapped around her. I didn't know just how to explain how OK I was with her idea yet, so I simply kissed her. God, she tasted so good!
With a little shiver, Sarah responded happily. She pivoted on the couch to face me fully, then climbed up so that she was kneeling between my knees. She grabbed my shoulders and held herself above me, letting her hair fall all around my face-she knew I loved that! Her bright eyes gleamed in the shadow of her face, and I saw her smile come closer and closer as she lowered her lips to mine again.
My hands, meanwhile, had started on her waist when she changed position. After our kiss began again, I stroked her long, sexy back all the way to the top, pushing her T-shirt all the way up. Although I couldn't see them, I knew her perky little breasts were hanging right in front of me, so I brought my hands in beside them, pushing them together with my palms and letting my thumbs graze her nipples repeatedly. She groaned in pleasure and kissed me harder. She wasn't the only one who remembered what the other one liked!
Abruptly, Sarah got off her knees and straddled my lap, still teasing me with her tongue. I could feel the heat emanating from her pussy as she rubbed against my rigid cock, and I pulled her shirt the rest of the way off over her head to give me better access to her breasts. She shook her hair out and then cradled my head as I sucked first one and then the other of her nipples, leaving them fully erect and glistening in the morning light. She was rocking her hips against me urgently, groaning with pleasure when I bit down on her tight little nubs.
"Oh, God...that feels so good!" she moaned.
My hands, meanwhile, were down the back of her sweatpants, which allowed me just enough room to cradle her ass. God, I loved that ass! Petite, firm, and marble-smooth crescents filled my palms. My fingertips met in the crevice between them, and I squeezed firmly when she rocked forward onto my cock.
When Sarah's hands reached down to free me from my pajamas, I knew she was ready for more. I raised my butt up to let her push the waistband down, and then groaned myself when her slim, cool hands wrapped around my length and began stroking me. She had a way of drawing her nails up the underside that made me shiver with delight. Precum coated her hands instantly, and she used it to assist her motions as she worked me mercilessly. Before I lost all focus, I kicked my pants completely off and pushed them to the floor.
"Sarah!" I groaned. She had gotten me so ready so fast that I needed more from her.
"I know. I want you inside me so bad!"
With that blunt statement, she hopped off me, whipped her pants down to her ankles in one swift motion, and then jumped back into my lap. The reddish-blonde curls of her mound slid from the base of my shaft to the very top. The head of my cock slipped past her pubic bone then, aligning itself exactly where she wanted me. Eyes closed in concentrated lust, Sarah moved down a fraction, trapping me between her slippery labia, and then sank down in one steady movement until I was fully engulfed.
"Oh, God!" she gasped. "It's been so long! Don't move for a minute-let me get used to it!"
I was perfectly happy where I was, trapped in her velvety tightness, holding her ass with both hands and admiring the flush that had begun to spread across her chest. I kneaded her ass some more and stroked the outsides of her thighs, patiently waiting for her to make the next move.
Experimentally, Sarah rocked her hips forward, bumping her clit against me. She gasped a little when she did that and stayed still for another moment. Then I felt her thighs tighten, and she rose up a few inches, dragging her pussy lips along my shaft and then sinking back down again. That seemed to work better for her, and she did it again. Once she had her rhythm going, I let go of her ass and began stroking her sides in time with her movements, letting my thumbs travel in a smooth arc from her waist to the sides of her breasts. Her eyes opened and she stared directly into mine, a lust-filled gaze that I remembered fondly as the one she got when she was getting close to orgasm.
Wanting her to get there as soon as she could, I leaned up a little bit to kiss her throat. She threw her head back to give me access, and I kissed and nibbled everything I could reach while she pistoned herself with increasing force up and down my cock. Her arms pulled me close again, and my chest hair tickled her nipples as she moved. In the last moments before she exploded, Sarah fell away from me, stretching her arms behind her to brace herself while she pumped her hips up and down with all her energy.
That image-even though I'd seen it before-is burned into my brain forever. A woman that I cared for deeply, her body impaled on my cock, arching her lean frame in front of me, pert breasts aimed toward the ceiling, nipples tight, chest flushed with pleasure, panting with exertion, glistening with sweat, her hair whipping from side to side, driving herself toward an almighty and long-awaited rush of pleasure. It was almost enough to make me explode, but I breathed deeply through my mouth, wanting her to get there first.
Sarah, for all her shy demeanor, was a wild woman when she came. A long moaning "fuuuuuuuuuck!" exploded from her lips, and she convulsed forward, plastering her body against mine, kissing me hungrily, and locking me in place with her arms. Her whole body shivered as she orgasmed, and her inner muscles throbbed and squeezed me again and again. I held her close and let the storm rage through her until it was spent.
After a long while, her breathing returned to normal and she remembered where she was. She leaned back enough to kiss me happily, a somewhat dreamy smile on her face.
