2 years had changed her body, and God I could not have been happier. It had been that long since we'd fucked, that long since the best sex of my life. At the time, we had been just kids, only 18. We didn't know anything. Now we were twenty, and much wiser. And as I watched her hips sway as she walked towards my room, I knew she wanted this just as much as me.
I walked up behind her, towering eight inches over her. God I wanted to touch her so badly. The girl was forbidden fruit, something I craved. No surprise to tell you that my hands were shaking.
But when my hands brushed her shoulders, bare except for the straps of her tank top, she leaned into my touch. My hands trailed down those familiar curves and caught the bottom of her tank. I pulled it up and off her. My eyes stayed transfixed on every bit of skin that became exposed. With a precise movement of my fingers, I unclasped the lacy black bra she wore. She shrugged it off with ease.
"I've missed this," she murmured, still not looking at me. I hugged her from behind, content to let her know I felt the same.
My hands roamed up to her breasts. They had been big before, but during a nightly exchange of subtle flirting, I had found out they were now perfect Ds. She had the best tits in the world. The kind that could be kissed and sucked perfectly, and felt so good with a cock between them.
She moaned softly when I began to play with her heaving chest. Rubbing, teasing, playing, pinching, everything I did seemed to be exactly what she wanted. I took my shirt off, and she gave a sexy little groan when she felt our skin connect. My fingers began to work faster. Her tits bounced in my hands as I tweaked her nipples and grabbed at them.
The girl began to arch her back, her ass trying to get in contact with my cock. Who was I to deny her? I pushed my bulge hard against that fuckable ass of hers and her moans mixed with mine. As she grinded her ass into my cock, I had just about had enough of her tits.
Fooling around was child's play. She came here to fuck. The months that led up to this, we flirted. I knew that in the back of her head, she was curious about me. The sex we had before was the kind you never really forget. Every time we talked, the subtle message was there:
just ask and I'll fuck you exactly how you need it.
I spun her around and crashed my lips to hers. It was perfect. She immediately parted her lips and I darted my tongue inside. My hands snaked through her hair as I pulled her deeper into the kiss. Our tongues fought against each other, at the same time sending signals of pleasure to our brains. When she finally gasped for air and to give out a much repressed moan, my lips darted to her neck. Each kiss on her neck was like fire, making her moan and press her neck harder against my lips. I bit my way down her collarbone and kissed the skin right above her chest.
My mouth moved to one delicious orb and took it in my mouth. My other hand wrapped around the other and began working furiously. My tongue flicked over her nipple, which hardened immediately, begging for my lips. I sucked greedily, remembering exactly how hard she loved it. I kissed and nipped over the entire thing, savoring the taste I used to take for granted.
Without missing a beat, my mouth move to her other breast, while my fingers continued working the nerves on her other breast that I had left on fire. As I gave the same treatment to this one, the breathy words I heard only encouraged me.
"Fuck," she moaned, her hard breaths almost drowning out the words, "fuck....God...fuck...so good..."
I took my hand off her tits and in a flash unbuttoned her capris. While still lapping at both tits, I pulled them down and felt her wiggle her legs, kicking them off. I tore my mouth away from her and flipped her over.
Her ass. God, I had almost forgotten how perfect it was. Firm, milky white, with two voluptuous mounds that matched her tits. To top it off, I could just see the thin string of a black thong. And here I had thought my cock couldn't get any harder. I made short work of the now soaking string. She was so deliciously wet. I ached to put my lips on that pussy, but I decided to give her something to look forward to next time.
She apparently didn't want to wait for whatever I had planned, because she had flipped over and tackled me, pinning me to my bed. She pawed feverishly at my shorts.
"I need this. Fuck, I've missed it so much. Give me it," she said in hard breaths. Her hands were such a shaking mess that she couldn't work the button. She gave a lust-filled growl and pulled them down with all her force, taking my boxers with them. My cock sprang out at full attention.
