This is a follow-on to the story"We waited until 18 ”.

QUICK BACKGROUND

Gwen and I, my public figure is Tom, had grown up together since we were 3. We became best friends. Gwen was the most beautiful girl at school and had been elected to our gamey school homecoming royal line in our starter, sophomore, and Jnr twelvemonth. In the midriff of our Jr class Sarah Elizabeth II moved to our city. Her Padre had just become CEO of the self-aggrandising companionship in our metropolis. She and her family moved into one of the most expensive planetary house usable in township. Sarah Elizabeth I who we called Sarah E. to separate her from Sarah T. one of the popular girlfriend at school. Sarah Elizabeth I ( I'll just call her Sarah from now on ) was different from the other lady friend at school. Sarah dressed impeccably all of the time. She wore apparel that accented her looks and her figure. Her fuzz was blonde, with some wave to it, and came down below her shoulder. She was on the tall side about 5'10"or 11 ”. Her legs were long and slick. She was physically fit, but had the curved shape of a woman. Her breasts were large and were noticed by all the guy when she walked by. They were also a discourse matter of many of the girls. She quickly made many friends at the school.

Gwen and I continued to be best Quaker throughout school, just best champion. Because we were so close many at school considered us a duet and believed we were boyfriend/girlfriend. Yes, we had hugged on uncommon occasions at the funerals of our grandparents or other household appendage. We had also kissed on a few social occasion like each time she was elected to homecoming royalty and the times after I had scored the winning hoop in basketball games. But nothing of a true sexual nature.

After our senior year started Gwen stated several times that she wanted to be homecoming poove. She became almost fixated on this during the calendar week leading up to homecoming. She became concerned when she discovered Sarah was also going to run for homecoming fairy. After the right to vote was taken Sarah ended up winning by less than 10 votes. Gwen was crushed. With help from her parents and myself she made it through homecoming calendar week.

After the homecoming dance Gwen and I went to the spot where we had spent many summer days and even camped out nightlong. Gwen had worked in cahoots with our mothers to pack things in the car I would ask for an all-night stay. The property was a property previously owned by my gramps before he died. It was purchased fully by my father by him buying my uncle's half. The property bordered the South English of a lake, it had a hill with a tumid flat top that we had used for camping, star gazing, and watching meteor showers. The property also had an old I. F. Stone cabin on the former side of the hill from the lake.

After the homecoming terpsichore Gwen informed me that we were going to the hill to expend the Night. She had already spoken to our parents. That night we made making love for the first of all clock time, second metre, and 3rd time.

After senior high school school we went to the same college and shared an flat off campus. I finished my bachelor's of skill degree in observational natural philosophy in 3 years. Then completed my PhD in theoretic aperient during the next 6 years. A party had approached me after I received my degree and was interested funding enquiry and ontogenesis based on my doctoral thesis. They paid off my school loans and offered me a real salary.

Gwen had also completed her work toward a PhD in vet medical specialty. She had started working at a vet government agency near our apartment.

In the future few geezerhood we had planned to get married and buy a house. However about year after graduation in late May I was devastated when Gwen was involved in an machine chance event and died as the consequence of her injuries. I requested a 3 calendar month leave to go home for Gwen 's funeral and then spend time at base around my family for support. My company graciously agreed.

After I arrived home I discovered that our 10 year reunion was planned for later that summertime. I waffled back and forth as to whether to go. Finally my mother convinced me it would be just foe me to go and see some old protagonist of mine and Gwen's. Maybe even share some happy retentiveness and welcome their condolence. I bought a ticket for the event which was to be held at one of the near hotels in town.

Before the reunion I decided to spend some time at"the Benny Hill ”. I had found all of the old camping gear which I had left in my old bedchamber. My parents had left things in the bedroom in office for when Gwen and I would number back from school for visit. I put the things in the car and went to the lake side property. There was a meteor exhibitor peaking that night one of several Gwen and I had camped out to see various clock time. When I arrived at the attribute I saw the betterment my Fatherhood had made to the old stone cabin. The wall had been repaired, a new roof, doors, and windowpane. There was also an jakes where there had never been one before. There was also now electricity running to the cabin. My father had told me he was now renting out the cabin on occasion for fisherman and hunters to offset the cost of repairs. I had the key to the cabin, but I intended to bivouac out on the hill as Gwen and I had done many times in the past. This meteor shower, Aquarid, was not one of the most spectacular of the yr, but usually had it's moments. I lay on top of the hill on my sleeping bag watching the occasional streaks of luminosity across the sky. Before long I was remembering Gwen, our multiplication there, and wept heavily until I was exhausted and fell asleep. When I woke up the sun was already shining high in the sky. I decided to amount back and spend the dark again in the middle of Aug the rest of the night after the reunification. The reunion was scheduled to end at midnight and the shooting star show would start about 1:00 a.m.

Finally the nighttime of the reunification arrived. Even though the hotel was only a dead drive away, my brain was swimming in memories of high school. Unfortunately most of the memories turned into memory of Gwen. I arrived at the hotel and parked. My eyes filled with binge. I sat in the car sobbing trying to decide whether or not to go inside. I looked up and saw Brad and a woman in the rear-view mirror as they walked past the back of my car. Brad was the captain of our basketball team our senior year. We were both appetiser. I remembered that my mother had said, it would be honest for me to see and verbalise with my friends from senior high school. I collected myself and then wiped away the end of my binge. I got out of the car and walked into the hotel, making my way to the ballroom. I checked in at the table and spoke with the two women at the table. Both of them had been friends of Gwen. They said that they were both surprised and shocked when they had heard about Gwen 's destruction. They both felt sorry for me and conveyed their understanding. I thanked them and walked into the large elbow room. There were board and a sideboard set up on one side of the room and a saltation trading floor with a DJ setting up on the other side of the room. I spotted Brad and the other starters on the basketball team sitting together with who I assumed were their married person. I walked over to the tabular array and was greeted very warmly by all there. 2 of the dame there were from our class. They were Jim and Eric 's wives now. Brad had his girlfriend there and Henry M. Robert had his married woman who was from the sophomore socio-economic class when we seniors. I was asked to join them. I grabbed a chairman from a nearby table and sat down with my back to the entrance. I appreciated all the sympathy they offered for Gwen 's demise. Then I enjoyed catching up on what they all had been doing. In the middle of our conversation everyone at the table suddenly became quiet. I noticed their oculus directed toward the entryway. I turned my straits around and saw Sarah just inside the door looking around.

One of the ma'am at the table finally broke the quiet asking,"Is n't that the one that beat out Gwen for homecoming queen ?"

"Yes, yes it is,"Brad answered."I thought she had moved to Golden State. I guess she may have returned just for the reunion."

Sarah locked her eye on me and smiled. She walked toward our table, but turned to sit at a nearby empty tabular array. She sat straight in my line of lot when I turned back to face the table.

"Everything ok, Tom ?"Brad asked after several second of me not joining in the conversation.

I assured him and the others that I was ok. Sarah had as much right wing to be there as any one of us. She was not going to ruin the evening for me. Our conversation at the table continued with everyone bringing the group up to date on where they were in their life history. I occasionally looked at Sarah. Sometimes she was looking my way. Other clip someone had come over to her table and they were talking. After a bit the DJ started playing music. Eventually the distich excused themselves one by one to go and dance. I was alone at the table. Several mass, both friends of mine and acquaintance of Gwen, stopped by the table to offer there condolences and ask how I was doing. I thought about going to the snack counter, but I was not really feeling hungry. Eventually there was a clip when neither of us had anyone at our table. I was not trusted what prompted me to go over to her tabular array. I had no disapproval for her, just the dashing hopes that she was homecoming poove rather than Gwen.

As I walked to her shelve she smiled. I took notice that Sarah had changed very little since high school day. She still had gorgeous culture medium to long, blond tomentum with a good amount of wave. Her blue oculus and nearly perfect nervus facialis features were still the Lapplander. It appeared that she was still melt off and fit. When she had walked in I couldn't helper but point out her long tone legs. Her breasts were a sight to behold. They were large, and at to the lowest degree with her clothes on, were well shaped. They were the ones that caught both the boy 's and the girl 's attention during high school.

"Hi, Tom,"Sarah said as I got near the table."Sit down if you like."

I sat down across from her at the 4-seat table.

"Hi, Sarah,"I said."How are you doing ?"

"I am doing well,"she answered then paused."I heard things are not so well with you. I heard Gwen was in an stroke and did n't urinate it. I 'm so sorry."

"Thank you !"I replied with tears filling my optic."The last few calendar month have been very hard."

Sarah moved to a chair next to me. I had already noticed there was change in Sarah overall attitude. She was coming across as truly genuine and not the"I'm better than you"and snobbish attitude she had in in high spirits school. She put her hand on mine.

"Where are you living now and what study do you do ?"Sarah asked.

I told her I was living in an apartment in Massachusetts near Boston. I had graduated with a B.S. in experimental Physics, then had gotten a schoolmaster's and PhD in Theoretical Physics. I then told her I was working for a company in the Boston country.

"Where are you living and what piece of work are you doing ?"I asked her.

She hesitated, then explained I had been living in California near Los Angeles until about 12 months ago. I have been back here since then. I went to college out there and received a bachelor's degree in multi-media Graphical invention in 5 old age. During my second year of college I was approached by one of the other peeress in one of my class and asked if I would be matter to in doing some modelling work. She said she was working for a big way that was looking girls. The job kind of got me off caterpillar track getting my degree.

I took a prospect and called the sound number she gave me to set up n interview. They hired me on the speckle. I took the job modeling clothing. You know dresses, trouser, blouses, shirts, and physical exercise clothes. About 3 times a week I would go dress, get made up, and then put for a photographer. ***********ed image would be used for advertizing in diverse media both print and online. Everything went well for nearly a yr. The pay was soundly and since my father was paying for my college, elbow room, and circuit card, I now had redundant money for other things.

After about a twelvemonth of modeling the person that hired me approached me after a photo shoot. She asked if I would be interested in modeling swimsuit and stated I certainly had the right-hand body shape. She also told me that it would pay 30 % more. She told me to cogitate about it and let her know. I put my clothes back on and decided I would take the swimsuit jobs when they came around.

I was surprised how very much Sarah was telling me. We were not friends in high school, nor had practically interaction in high school. We had shared a dance at return and she had tried to get me to meet up with me after the saltation. Promising me a night"I would never block ”. However that was the night I spent with Gwen and we had intercourse for the first of all time.

Sarah continued. I modeled clothing and bathing costume for the next year. I enjoyed the episodic increase in pay. school day was going well and I was learning both the educational and business face of things. During my twenty-five percent yr of montage the like person came to me and asked me if I would be concern in modeling lingerie. There would be an additional 30 % increase in pay over the bathing costume modeling pay rate. It took me until my future modeling session for me to leave my reply. I reluctantly accepted with the condition I could reject the erosion of anything I deemed unfitting. The lingerie mould sessions were less patronise than swimsuit sitting, which were less frequent than clothing modeling seance. I was hoping to graduate that spring so I knew this would be inadequate terminal figure.

Then something happened, the modeling representation put on a big get-up-and-go for models to go to a location shoot over winter break. I had already planned on going home for the holidays so I quickly declined. The authority then pushed for me to go to a location shoot during spring break. I tentatively agreed. When I got back from winter respite several of the manakin that had gone on the placement shoot were no longer around. I asked about them and received no real answer. At college about 2 workweek later I saw one of the simulation I had worked with. I went over to her and asked where she had gone. Her solvent scared me. During the dark at and after the shoot she said she was constantly pressured for sex by the male lensman and other male person faculty. The former model said she couldn't wait to get back and quit. The next time I went in for mould, people at the representation put a full insistence to get me to fit in to go to the position shoot over spring break. Based on what the former model told me I had no choice, but to quit on the spot.

"Good pick !"I told her.

Sarah still on the professorship next to me leaned closer and said,"The music and interference level has increased and it is hard to hear."

She touched my helping hand. It felt like electricity going through my hand and up my arm. I attributed this to a touch when I was not expecting this.

Sarah continued with her mitt still on top of mine,"I had saved a turgid part of the money from modeling so quitting was not going to be a problem. During my last semester I realized I had made a error with my classes after talking to my counselor about graduation. Even though I would have enough credit, I had missed one of the requirement for my degree. An appropriate course was not offered during the summertime terms and I would ingest to return in the dusk to complete the grade. I found an internship at a troupe there and spent the summer working. In the fall they let me move to a parttime stance with minute that let me take the division I needed. The pay was pretty good."

"After I graduated the company offered me a full clip position with a adequate salary. I enjoyed the work, meeting new people, and using my Department of Education for work I enjoyed."She continued.

"After about 3 class they hired a couplet of guy cable that would be working on the team with me. Everything was fine for a dyad of week. Then the harassment started. It was leering looking and then periodic inappropriate verbal gossip. The comments increased from occasional to shop. Then it became sexually significative remark. I complained to my manager and then to human resources. It settled down for a shortsighted time, then came back. After a small issue of unwanted sense of touch, I made the decision to leave. I sent my resignation and my understanding to my supervisor and H.R. and never went back. I received a 6-month recompense check after signing an concord not to sue. I discovered an organization that contracted with self-governing graphical designers to do work for troupe of various sizes. They took a percentage of each job, but kept workplace consistently coming my way. I worked through them for a piddling over 2 years before I decided to move back and work for myself. I have a modest office a few blocks away. I have a clerical help working for me."she again continued.

Her story stopped there.

"How is your business doing ?"I asked.

"Tom, it was heavy finding body of work at 1st. But then some of my clients from CA heard I was in business for myself. They started using me for their needs. Soon word got around and I had more work than I could deal. I have one of my classmate from college coming to act upon with me in a hebdomad,"Sarah told me.

Her representative had been such a pleasure to listen to. She had given me so much information about herself. I knew I wanted to get to know her better.

After a break I asked,"Sarah, would you like to trip the light fantastic toe ?"

"I thought you would never ask ?"she answered.

We stood. I took her by the script and we walked to the dance floor. While we danced we were watched by a large number of people. I had forgotten how it felt dancing with her. She was loose on her ft and felt so good while we danced closemouthed together.

After the tertiary or fourth song she whispered in my ear,"What are you doing after the reunification ?"

I knew what she was asking. I hesitated for a bit before answering.

"I have plans to camp out and find out the meteor shower tonight,"I responded.

She pulled back slightly and looked at me. I think she was trying to determine if I was telling the truth.

"Yes the Perseid meteor shower flower tonight a little after midnight. I have a great viewing spot,"I told her.

She must ingest believed me.

"May I join you ?"she whispered into my ear."I have never seen a meteoroid shower."

Without hesitation I answered,"Sure if you would like to."

We spent the sleep of the Nox with each former dancing, eating, and just talking. I was surprised how easy it was to mouth with her. It felt like were effective friends getting back together after a long time. We continued to get puzzled looks from many of my schoolfellow throughout the rest of the dark. I continued to become more and more move with Sarah as the night continued. She came across as extremely intelligent. She was well versed in many areas including electric current consequence. The 10 years since high school had been very safe to her. She had changed niggling since graduation although her look had softened and it did not appear from make-up. Her tegument was warm and soft. I tended to sustain insensate hands. I learned a lot about her kinsfolk and she was very occupy in hearing about mine.

The DJ announced that the last chance to dance was coming shortly. Sarah and I sat down.

"Sarah, do you to block for a change of clothes ?"I asked."I have a change of clothes in my car."

"I had n't thought about that,"she stated."I know would n't want to get into this for watching shooting star or camping out."

That was the first clip I thought about her staying and camping with me all night.

"You could observe me to my spot after the reunification and I can change there,"Sarah suggested.

"Sounds fine !"I replied."Do you have anyone to whom you wish to say au revoir ?"

"A few,"she answered.

"I have a few also,"I said."I 'll come across you back here."

She nodded and we separated. We said our adieu and met back at the table about 5 minutes after the last song ended.

As we were walking out to the parking area Sarah asked,"Where are you going to change ?"

"I'll alteration in my car,"I answered.

We came across my car first. We both got in and labour to where her car was parked. She got out and I backed up to let her back out of her parking pip. I followed her to her apartment building and parked next to her car.

"I'll be back soon !"Sarah said before going inside.

I changed into my comfortable dress, tossing my former clothes into the back seat. A few mo later Sarah reappeared wearing a loose-fitting t-shirt and comfortable looking pants and shoes. She got in the car a patted my hand. I again felt some"electricity"go through me.

"Let 's go !"she exclaimed with excitement and prediction in her part.

I drove out of town toward the high school. I turned left onto the highway on the Confederate States of America end of township and followed it around the south end of the lake. I felt her hand move onto the top of my leg. She just rested it there. I felt some excitement building. I turned into property by the lake. I drove the little more than than a quarter of a mile to where the cabin and bottom of the hill were. I got out, grabbed the lamp, and a few other things. I led Sarah up to the top of hill with the light from the battery-powered lamp. We got to the top I put the lamp down and distribute out the sleeping grip. The sleeping bags were great they would allow for some cushion on the ground and had built in pillows. I had been planning to stack them, instead I laid them side by side because Sarah was here. It made for comfortable star/meteor gazing.

"I'm going back to the car for a few more things,"I told Sarah.

"This is a great property for looking at the sky. Is there a beach down there ?"Sarah asked.

"Yes, good for swimming. Very few Mary Jane around and a gracious sandy bottom,"I replied before going down to the car.

I grabbed the ice chest and brought it up to the hilltop. Sarah was already laying on one of the dormancy bags. The lamp was still on and I could aid but bill Sarah 's curved shape and figure even with the liberal try-on dress she was wearing. I set the cooler down on one of the log seats we had set up around the ardour pit. I had set up the wood in the fire pit for a bon fire, however I had not planned on starting a fire tonight the brightness would interfere with observing the meteor exhibitor.

"I have a few bottleful of piddle, a few beers, and some other drinks on ice in the ice chest. Have whatever you want,"I said to Sarah.

"I 'll have a nursing bottle of water now if you do n't mind,"she responded."This is for sure a gravid, comfortable way to look at stars."

I grabbed a bottleful for each of us. I lay down on the former sleeping bag and handed the bottle of water to Sarah. I shut the lamp off. The wizard in the sky became brighter.

"When does the show start ?"She asked.

I looked at the time on my phone.

"Anytime now,"I told her.

"There are sure enough a lot of stars,"she said.

I started pointing out some of the constellations. Soon she started naming some of them. I was again instill by her cognition. During high school I had always assumed that she did n't accept much going on upstairs, but tonight she had definitely changed my mind. I was pointing out the constellation Perseus ( the point in the sky where tonight 's meteoroid appeared to start ) when there were a couple of run of light.

"Were those the shooting star ?"Sarah asked.

"Yes. It is starting it will peak in about an hour,"I answered."Just keep looking that direction."

We watched soon there were stripe of light across the sky every minute or so. After 30 or 40 minutes the frequence increased. Occasionally a larger bar would appear. near of the meteors were likely just spec of sand. The larger stripe may have been from minuscule pebbles.

I explained to Sarah,"These are the leftovers from a comet. The comet was named …"

"Swift-Tuttle !"Sarah interrupted.

Now I was really impressed.

"You 've been holding out on me. You know more than than you have been letting on,"I stated.

"Ok, one of my Job a twosome of years ago was a layout for a scientific discipline cartridge holder article on meteor exhibitor. It explained when and where to look for them throughout the calendar year,"she explained.

We continued to catch the display. We saw a distich of lesson off a meteoroid that broke into 2 or More pieces generating multiple bar from 1 original source. I had seen this a few prison term before, but it sure impressed Sarah. Occasionally she would touch and fondle the back of my manus. Each touch gave me a undecomposed feeling. The frequency of the meteor began to decrease.

"You sure know how to put together a expert get-go date,"Sarah said matter-of-factly."May I have one of those beers now ?"

I was stunned and at a loss for words when she said"offset date ”. First I had n't considered this a engagement. Then it hit me that she had said"inaugural ”, implying there would be at least another. I gathered myself, got up, and retrieved 2 beers from the cooler. The beers were at the hind end of the tank deep in the ice. I handed one of them to Sarah and lay back down on the sleeping bag that was next to her. Both of us were decently handed and were drinking our beers. Sarah was on my right-hand side. Suddenly there were several meteors streaking across the sky in succession. I set my beer down and pointed up for Sarah to discover.

"That was a wonderful display,"Sarah said.

When I put my arm down Sarah reached over and advert my hand.

"Ooo ! Your hand is cold. Let me warm up it up,"she said.

I thought she was just going to hold it. However she took it and moved it under the waistline band of her pants near the interior of her left second joint. This caught me by surprise. Before I moved Sarah moved herself closer to me and my hand went between her ramification. Her pussy was clean shaven, soft, smooth, and warm. She spread her pegleg giving me practiced admission. It was obvious she wanted me to do Sir Thomas More. I traced my fingers around the outside of her kitty sassing. Sarah moaned lightly in appreciation. I could feel the lovingness coming from inside her torso. I traced a couple of my finger's breadth from the top to the bottom of her twat lips. There was a flimsy amount of moisture that had escaped from between them and was now on pourboire of my digit. After another moan from her I pressed my finger between her pussy lips. She was already quite wet inside. I felt Sarah thrill. Then her reached over and rubbed up and down on the social movement of my pants. Because of what I had been doing to her I had already become semi-hard. The feel of her hand quickly caused me to harden completely. Sarah must have definitely felt my penis pushing up inside my pants. She unsnapped the waistcloth of my pants and then unzipped them. My underwear pushed up through the opening in my gasp. Sarah kept rubbing along my underwear. My member needed to take to the woods, it was becoming uncomfortable. I used my former hand and was able to slide my pant and underwear down while lifting my nates end off the sleeping bag. My penis stood up in the air and Sarah immediately wrapped her fingers around it. She then pulled down her pants and I had easygoing admittance to her fair sex. I pressed my fingers deeper into her to additional appreciative moan. Sarah continued to motivate her hand up and down my shaft. I moaned due the fantastic flavor of her fingers. I was concerned I was going to burst too quickly. I had been over 3 months since Gwen had died. I hadn't had sex since.

I pushed my fingers into her vaginal opening night and slowly pushed them in and out to auditory sensation of pleasure from Sarah. I was disappointed when she let go of me. However my disappointment turned to excitement when she used her hands to pull her shirt up and off her body. It was very dark outside. I wished so very very much to see her nude.

"May I turn the igniter on ?"I asked.

"Sure, for sure go ahead,"Sarah answered.

I flipped the switch on the battery-powered lamp. My centre got wide when the light illuminated her torso. I knew she had large bosom, however I was amazed at how stiff, rhythm, and perfect they were. She noticed the look on my aspect.

She smiled and said,"I love that flavor. I haven't seen that look for a long time."

"You look so wonderful. I never realized how you would look without your apparel. Yes, I thought about it, but the reality is so much more than I imagined,"I said.

"You can do more than just look,"Sarah invited.

I rolled on my side to face Sarah. I had to hit my right field had from between her legs, but quickly replaced it with my left hand. I moved my ripe mitt to her nearest tit and began to massage it. It was very warm, sonant, smooth, pliable, yet oddly firm and resilient. Her moan and ahs encouraged me to bear on. I then used my finger to circle the ring of color around her teat. Her nipple season and began to protrude significantly beyond it's original level. I lightly circled the outside of her nipple, then rubbed over the tip. Sarah softly squealed.

I realized that Sarah still had a hold of my phallus and was still firmly, but slowly, moving her bridge player up and down the length of my shaft. I was still full distance and very hard. I had been so focused on the beauty in movement of me I had lost focus on what she was doing to me. I looked into her eyes. She had a quenched, but inviting, aspect on her expression. She closed her eye and let out and easy"mmm ”, then her back talk puckered. I could convey a hint. I released her knocker, to go to kiss her. I noticed there was some liquidness on my finger tips. I assumed it was some perspiration. Our lips met. Her lips were soft, warm, and moist. Sarah moaned after we had been kissing for respective moment. She opened her back talk slightly. I opened mine and before long we were tongue wrestling and breathing heavily through our nozzle. Eventually we broke our lip lock.

"I loved the kiss. Bit, I was trying to get you to kiss my breast,"Sarah said between breathes.

I needed no boost prompting and quickly moved my sassing to her skinny knocker. I immediately put my lips to her nipple. I kissed her tit before licking, then I started sucking on it. Sarah moaned again. Then something unexpected happened. I got some liquid in my mouth. The liquidness tasted like a warm sweetened Milk. It was a very pleasant taste and although I was surprised I continued sucking and enjoying what I was receiving from her. After a few minutes I stopped.

"You are lactating,"I stated."You obviously have a infant. Are you married ? Does the father hold out with you ?"

I asked fearing there might be revenge from a husband or boyfriend. She paused for a bit before answering.

She answered hesitantly,"I 'm dismal I didn't tell you I have a child. He is staying with my parents overnight. I didn't want to pick him up and wake him up after the reunion."

She paused again.

"The male parent is in California,"she said then paused before continuing."I … I was … raped."

I could hear the pain and unhappiness in her voice.

"Sarah, you do n't need to continue. I hear the painful sensation in your representative,"I offered.

"No, I want to evidence you. inaugural I did n't know I was going to gain a satisfying connection with person at the reunion. While we were talking I should bear told you. However I did not want to scare you away,"she said."Second as for the Padre of my child, he is now in prison. The mortal that raped me was one of the two guy rope that had originally come to work with me and causing me to leave and go out on my own. One night I was out celebrating my natal day with some friends. Our fate driver had just dropped me off. Just when I had unlocked my threshold he jumped me and pushed me inside. I had a small too much to drink and he easily overpowered me. He raped me there. He had a mask on. I pulled it off just when he finished. He ran off, but not before I recognized him. I immediately called the constabulary and he was arrested the next day."

"What a frightful experience,"I said.

"I found out 6 hebdomad later that I was meaning. I passingly considered abortion, but I couldn't do that. The child was not to blame for what happened. I couldn't take it's life,"she continued."After the test I decided to leave Golden State and move back household. I would need assistance and support to recruit my fry. My son, Tom, born about 10 calendar month ago."

"You named your son Tom ?"I questioned.

"Yes, I hope you don't brain ”, she answered.

"You named your nestling after me ?"I asked.

"Well kind of. My founder is named Tom too,"she replied."But I did call back of you."

Throughout this time Sarah had continued with her helping hand job on my pecker. Her narrative had distracted me from the attention she had been paying to me. I shifted slightly.

"Do you want to stop ?"Sarah asked.

"Yes,"I said watching her verbalism turn to disappointment."But I would care to bulge out on your former breast."

"Please,"she laughed while quickening her pace on my penis."I guess I have not scared you off yet."

I moved over to her rightfield titty. I kissed and licked around the nipple. It quickly became hard and raise. I began to suck and again rewarded by her mellisonant nectar. I sucked and swallowed for respective minutes. I moved to get on top of her.

"Hold on, I want to be on top Tom,"Sarah insisted.

I turned on my back and pulled her on top of me. She let go of my phallus in the procedure. I loved the feel of her Milk laden titty pushing on my pectus. I wrapped my arms around her and squeezed. We shared a foresighted passionate kiss. When I released her She got up on her stifle. She positioned my penis to enter her. She slowly lowered herself until the head of my phallus touched her fond damp snatch.

"Over 10 years ago I promised to give you a night you wouldn't forget,"she said."I plan to hold that hope tonight."

"You have a great start,"I responded."I hope I can attain it memorable for you as well."

She pressed down and I began to enter her. She was hot, slick, and soft. It had been awhile since I had been inside a woman. The feeling was something I had nearly forgotten. Suddenly something came into my head.

"Sarah, this is wonderful. I do not have a condom. Are you on nascency control ?"I asked gently.

"Thanks for thinking about that. You are truly a gentleman. I am on birth control condition,"Sarah answered then continued to be active lower.

I closed my eye and concentrated on the almost indescribable, pleasurable feeling of her tight, slick, affectionate pussy. Her vaginal muscles tightened and relaxed as she continued to fill more and more of me into her. I reached up and my hands on her protruding chest. I began by softly caressing her breasts away from her pap. Sarah drew a recondite breath and let it out.

"Ooo ! That feels wondrous. Be careful the mammilla are tender,"she said.

I was surprised that she hadn't said something earlier when I had been sucking on her breasts. I continued circling, moving closer to her pap. Sarah had moved all the way down on me. She paused there. A satisfy smile crossed her face. I moved the thenar of my men over her nipples and began gentle kneading them. She swiveled her rosehip around providing me another grotesque adept.

"Mmm ! You feel so prissy inside me. You are so long and thick. You fill me up so nice. It has been so very long since I have had a real man inside me,"Sarah said.

"You 're so very tight interior,"I responded."I feel my member throbbing inside your tight pussy."

"My MD gave me some recitation to do after my son was born to tighten up and tone things up. I have been very faithful doing those since,"Sarah stated.

I looked at her venter. At least by the light of the lantern there was no sign that she had ever been pregnant. I moved one of my workforce down from one of her breasts. I guided it down across her firm, well-kept tummy. I circled my fingers around her navel. Sarah took in a cryptic breathing space and then let it out slowly before taking another deep breath. Her abdominal sinew twitched at my touch. She took my hired hand in hers and lowered it between her branch. I quickly found Sarah's clitoris. Sarah jerked when I touched it. I continued while Sarah began to move up and back down on my rod. starting time it was just an inch or two. Her vaginal muscles loosened when she moved up, than squeezed when she moved back down. Both of us began to catch one's breath heavily as the stoke lengthened. Soon she was bouncing up and down with abandon. After a yoke of second we were both panting. I felt the pressure building inside me. I started sweating and felt sweat drop from Sarah's forehead also. I exploded into her with a long oink and arched my back lifting Sarah up. Then Sarah shook and shuddered. Her vaginal muscularity contracted and relaxed spasmodically while she yelled"Yes ! Oh yes !"up toward the sky. When her orgasm ended she collapsed on top of me. I wrapped my munition and legs around her until our external respiration returned to normal. I enjoyed feeling her body pressing on top of mine. I was still arduous and still inside her. We kissed a very passionate kiss. We only stopped to get a quick breath.

"May I roll you over for round 2 ?"I asked.

She answered,"I would like that very very much. Please be gentle and do n't make me feel trapped."

I guess this was due to past experience. I gently rolled her over to the other sleeping bag while still recondite inside her. Sarah kissed my pectus as I started moving out and then back inside her. Her kisses were soft and gentle, then she began to nibble on my teat. I had never had anyone do this to me before. The look was strange, but strangely pleasant and extremely enjoyable. I did my best to foreclose Sarah from feeling trapped in any way. I started moving slowly in and out with short strokes. I watched her breasts moving, bouncing up at down at the pace I was setting. I lengthened my cerebrovascular accident and increased my speed. Her bosom moved farther and more rapidly. I loved watching them move under me. Sarah must has seen the grin on my face because she smiled back. I lasted a piece since I had cum just a short sentence before. I watched as her eyes closed concentrating on the feel she was having. I felt the boiling in my orchis as my scrotum tightened up. I grunted and slammed deep into her. I exploded into her as her vagina tightened like a vice around me. She screamed loudly as her sexual climax took ascendance of her torso. She writhed and trembled under me for a couple of minutes. Once she became still. Not wanting her to feel trapped I rolled back to my original sleeping bag.

A few transactions later after we had recovered and cooled down I zipped the sleeping bags together. We climbed into the unite sleeping pocketbook and cuddled together enjoying the warmness of each other's eubstance. We fell asleep in each early's weapon system. We remained that way until the sun had been up for a couple of hours. I woke first. I watched her for several minutes before she opened her center. She sure was beautiful.

When she opened her eye I asked,"So what are we doing for our second date ?"

"You 'll just induce to hold back to get hold out,"she answered smiling .