The Old Flame

I clutched her tightly to me and said, "let me on top." Without a sound she lay down on top of me and put her legs next to mine. A quick move and I rolled us over. She wrapped her legs around my hips and tilted her hips to me. In a few moments I was making steady deep thrusts into her. After I got on top I realized just how hot her pussy was. It almost felt like I'd dipped my cock in hot water.

She had her arms under mine with her hands on my upper back and I had raised up on my arms over her. Since I raised up and concentrated in driving my cock into her my own release had been hovering just on the brink. I could feel myself again loosing it and gasped, "I'm almost there..." and dropped my face to hers, and her hands slipped to my ass.

She nodded just as our lips found each other again and I felt her raise her hips to me improving the depth of my thrusts. In a few moments I was overcome. My balls tensed up and I felt them erupt as I drove deep into Sandra and ground my cock into her. It was a spine tingling orgasm. I whimpered into her mouth and jerked my hips against her as each wave and spurt of semen left me.

After the first few ejaculations I slowly began to move my cock, still cumming but not with the accompanying body shudder of the first few eruptions.

Sandra's hands drifted down my back and grasped my ass cheeks. I felt her hips tilt up again as she pulled my ass to her. I slipped that little bit deeper inside and then she contracted her pussy. She was squeezing over and over again.

I stopped kissing her and raised up a bit. She had an impish little grin on her face as I felt her pussy squeezing and releasing.

"Having fun are we?" I asked.

She grabbed me and skillfully rolled over on top of me. She sat fully upright and moved her hips a little. During the roll I had nearly slipped out and could feel some cum on my balls but her pussy was so slick I slipped inside again. She put her hands on my belly, closed her eyes, and tilted her head back so that her hair hung down her back.

She finally replied in a fairly flat voice, "It's nice."

With her in this position I was finally able to see her bush clearly as it disappeared and joined my pubic hair. Her bush was darker than her hair, a dark blonde triangle, trimmed well defined edges but mostly wild bush.

"Oh... just nice" I said with a tone of disappointment.

She looked down at me, "Yes, nice. "

She paused for a few minutes and then lay down on my chest, then added, "if it makes you feel better, it's much nicer than any other guy." She pecked me on the cheek, "Much nicer."

"Well did you, enjoy yourself?" I asked, meaning I wanted to know if she had cum. I didn't think she had and she caught on to that immediately.

"Yes and no, yes Iiked it, no I didn't cum. But that wasn't your fault." she said quietly. Then leaning very close she moved her hips on me and whispered in my ear, "Maybe if we were'nt in my home with my wife in the next room. That's a bit distracting."

To this day I don't know if she added that to make me feel better but I got the feeling her research was completed and at least I'd received a passing grade.

As we spoke her hips would make little circles every moment or two. Our breathing had returned to normal and my cock was now soft, but still inside her.

Life is full of regrets and at that moment I wondered what would have happened if I'd not been so stupid those many years ago. Deep in that thought, we lay there as I stroked her hair and we talked. We were so comfortable we dozed off. Still laying in each other arms, my soft cock now in the cleft of her pussy, until a knock at the door brought us into the real world.

"It's awful quiet in there." Roxy said through the door.

Sandra sat up, "We're good"

"Everything ok in there?"

Sandra looked annoyed, "Yes, everything is fine. We'll talk later."

"I take it you were successful and finished that business?"

"Go away... and stop eaves dropping." She climbed off of me and started for the bathroom adding quietly, "My wife is a horrible eaves dropper."

"AM NOT!" came through the door followed by "and you are a horrible lesbian", followed by demishing laughter as Roxy walked away.

I just lay there and chuckled.

I heard the toilet flush and some water running in the bathroom.

Sandra walked out, still stark naked, breasts swaying just a little, I couldn't help letting my eyes wander up and down her. For sure, she looked her age but she was well maintained. My own wife was the same age but San had a few more pounds and was built very different, not bad or unattractive, just different.

She stopped, "feel free to take a shower, I'm going to go take my own. We'll see you down stairs in a few". With that she walked out the door. I got up and enjoyed a nice hot shower. As I was drying off it occurred to me that my clothes were down stairs but when I stepped back into the bedroom they were lying on the bed.

I got dressed and went down stairs. No one was there but Sandra said they were coming down so I sat and waited fooling with my phone to waste time.

In about a 1/2 hour they came down holding hands. I immediately noticed they both had their hair up in towels and were in pajamas. Really interesting pajamas.

Sandra was in the type I wear (ya, weird coincidence), short sleeved cotton button top and matching shorts. But Roxy, she was wearing a calf length silk robe tied at the waist. I had no idea what was underneath but there couldn't be much because every time they took a step down I got a thigh high shot of slender bare leg, I couldn't not gawk at the nipples on display as pointed bumps under the silk.

My first thought was a guy thought, "showered together?" followed by, "Shit, this might be a really uncomfortable conversation."

I stood up and said "Hello again" and then tried to divert my eyes.

Roxy smiled and Sandra said, "hello."

To my utter surprise Roxy hugged me and Sandra sat down. The rest of the evening was spent talking, not as if nothing had happened, but instead we went over practically every detail of what we did.

I was a bit astonished.

They sat and had a rather explicit conversation about "male love making" as they put it for about an hour. It was clear that, although Sandra had enjoyed herself, she preferred a female partner but came to the conclusion she was lesbian leaning bi-sexual vice a lesbian. Roxy on the other hand had never been with a man.

I raised my hand at one point and said, "If you feel another experiment is needed. I will, however it may distress me and be inconvenient, volunteer my services if needed."

We laughed, me harder than them... soon I made my excuses and left.

We stay in contact and talk every so often. I sense Sandra would like to get together again but I'm not going to suggest it. But if she wanted to, I would in a moment.