Re-Connection with Ex Lover

It is time go meet John for dinner. We’d talked about this for months and the time is here at last. We’d agreed to meet in public, at a restaurant about twenty miles from where Carrie Ann lives. With both of us being single and former lovers, being discreet is necessary, and I felt that the restaurant would grant us a measure of anonymity while being public enough that we’d be able to control the lust that burned within us.

Carrie Ann stride confidently into the restaurant; hoping I would not notice how nervous she is about meeting me. As she enters the lobby, she sees me. I look so different from the last time we met two years ago, her heart recognizes me instantly as did her overactive libido. I turn towards her as she enters, and our eyes lock. My jade green eyes capture her own whisky brown ones, and we move towards each other drawn by a force beyond our desire to control it. Carrie Ann joyfully meet my embrace, and the instant she feels my touch, she knows that any thoughts of a platonic meeting is a delusion.

Desire coils hot in her belly and her nipples harden against my chest. She feels my monster erection pressing intimately against her mound. Carrie Ann pulls back slightly to look into my eyes, to see if I’m feeling what she is feeling. My eyes are luminescent with desire, she knows hers are golden with lust for me. I lower my mouth to hers. This is a passionate kiss. A kiss full of months of talking on the phone, of sharing our past, of hot, illicit fantasies together. Our lips meet seconds before my tongue sweeps into her mouth, tangling with hers. My hands find their way to her ass, I pull her tight against my cock. Wordlessly, I lift her up. She wraps her legs around my waist. As she does, her skirt rides up to her hips, allowing her to feel the hardness behind my zipper against her bare wet pussy.

Without taking my mouth from hers, I carry her into the men’s room. We don’t notice the startled looks we get from the few men at the urinals as I carry her into the handicap stall. I lock the door as I press her up against it so she is trapped between the cold metal and my hot body. My hand unzips the zipper, my knuckles brushing against her wet pussy in the process. A moan slips out of her at the exquisite sensation of finally having my hands on her. My cock is free and she feels me guiding it teasingly over her clit. I use the head to spread her juices around and the throbbing in her clit intensifies. I place the head in her slit, I swallow her begging whimper. With a mischievous laugh I let her feel another inch of my delicious monster cock inside of her. Carrie Ann’s body pulses as it gets use to my size. When she is resigned to my slow, teasing, I thrust plunging all nine inches of my fat cock into her hungry pussy in one thrust.

Carrie Ann gasps against my mouth at the incredible fullness she is feeling. She braces her hands on my shoulders and my hands on her ass guiding her up and down on my shaft. Her head bumping the stall door as I slam into her, my mouth swallows her moans. I leave her mouth, kissing down her chin, along her jaw and down her neck. She throws her head back to give me better access. My mouth leaves a scorching trail across her skin. She continues to ride me, she feels herself get closer and closer to a blazing orgasm. I feel her juices dripping down my cock and onto my balls. her pussy is tight like a vise as she gets closer. My cock grows larger as my own climax approaches, I’m slamming into her faster. ” Kiss me. NOW!” She commands, and as my lips meet hers than her orgasm rips through her and I swallow her screams in my mouth.

I feel the tight draw of her cunt against my cock, I explode with my own orgasm, My cum flooding into her. My yell of release is trapped in her mouth, and I accidentally bite her lip in my ecstasy. The pain is minor, and she relishes in the feel of my hard cock still buried inside her tight wet pussy as we cling to each other and catch our breaths. After several minutes, she slides down my body. She takes my cock into her mouth, sucking and savoring our combined cum, sucking and licking it off. I tell her to wait right there. I leave the stall and return with a wet paper towel. I wash the stickiness from her thighs. We walk out of the men’s room, knowing that everyone who sees us would know what we just did.

We return to the lobby to wait for a table. While we wait for the hostess to return, Carrie Ann turns to me, hold out her hand and with a smile says, ” Hi. You must be John. I’m Carrie Ann. It’s great to finally meet you.” I shake her hand, then pull her towards me into another hug. As we embrace, I say, ” It’s great to finally see you again.” A discreet cough interrupts us and we part as the hostess comes to seat us. She leads us to a secluded corner table and we sit down beside each other. The high seats of the booth afford us a measure of privacy. We order drinks and dinner. While we’re waiting for our food, we take time to talk, to get to re-connect with each other in person. As we’re talking, I feel her hand on my thigh through my pants, and it crawls up my leg towards my groin. My cock hardens again as I feel the heat of her hand.

I moan low in my throat. I place my hand on top of hers, intending to stop its progress. Instead, I simply guide it up until it’s resting on my cock, exerting the slightest pressure against my hard length. A flush races across her skin as she realizes I want her again already.