Peaches

I slowly opened my eyes. My hands were still gripped to the steering wheel. My eyes darted over to the green digital numbers on the radio clock. Two minutes had passed since I last looked. I lifted my head and looked around. Still in the parking lot. Across the street was his house. HIS house. I realized just then I had been holding my breath. I let out of big breath of air and tried to relax a little. He was going to come out of the house and holy hell, I was going to melt. I lit a cigarette. I took a big drag. And then another. And then his front door opened. Oh Lord. God give me strength. I dropped the smoke out the window and tried really hard to swallow. My throat was dry. He leaned up against his porch and stared right into me. His tight jeans, his cowboy boots, his tight shirt outlining his muscular body. I clenched my muscles down below, as they were listening...I let out one more big breath and opened the car door to get out. It took me a minute, my legs were jello, my knees week and my head spinning. I had not seen this man in twenty six years. He was the first man who ever taught me about passion and love. We were separated by our families and torn apart. It killed me to be away from him. We looked for each other here and there and never found each other again, but I never forgot him. I tried to hide the grin on my face when I stood up and faced him from across the street. This was it. I walked over, he didn't move. Just stared, making my insides fall apart. I walked up to him and tried to whisper a hello, with my head tilted down towards my feet, I could not and would not face those eyes. I knew they would not longer be icy blue...they would be a dark stormy sea and they would burn right through me. Suddenly a hand touched the bottom of my chin and lifted my face up to meet his. I looked in his eyes and he looked into mine. The world disappeared from all around me. My heart starting pounding heavily into my chest. My knees grew weak and my breath jagged. I bit my lip and looked at his. I remembered that mouth and all I wanted to do was taste it. He smiled. He chuckled. He knew what a hard time I was having. And then he stopped and leaned in to me and that was all she wrote. I melted when our lips touched. Currents of electricity shot through my body and into my loins like wildfire. Every nerve ending on my body was exposed and tingling. He wrapped his arm around my lower back to steady me and the other hand was on the side of my face. My hands were on his biceps, holding myself upright. The heat between us was instant. I pressed up against him, back into the side of the house. I felt him getting aroused and pressing back. I pulled away, I could not breathe. He smiled and grabbed my hand and led me inside. I could not tell you what his house looked like, I have no clue because all I saw was stars and clouds as he whisked me to his bedroom. He shut the door behind me and walked be slowly backwards until my legs his the edge of the bed. I sat down, not by choice, my body would not let me stand anymore. I was staring at the bulge in his jeans and my breathing became labored again. I could not speak. He gently pushed me backwards and laid next to me, stroking my face and my gliding his hands over my now hard as ice nipples. He kissed my neck and I melted. I turned and covered his mouth with mine. I wanted to taste all of him and I wanted him now. I kissed his neck and he growled. Oh hell I remember that growl, it melted me back then and all it was doing now was fueling the fire. Our tongues wrapped around each other and danced a wickedly sinful dance. And then he stopped and he disappeared. I heard his belt buckle coming undone so I followed suit. Suddenly he was at my feet pulling off my shoes and sliding off my jeans. Oh Lord this is it. He crawled up my body, licking my toes....my ankles, my calves. When he stopped at my ankles, I went crazy. He kept on climbing. My knees, my thighs. He found my inner thighs and treated them to a wonderful massage, a wet massage. When he got to my throbbing wetness he stopped. I heard him take a deep breathe and move the thin see through layer of panties out of his way with his finger. Once his tongue touched me I instantly arched my back and my hips came off the bed. His long tongue masterfully covered every inch of her, bottom to top, stopping in the middle to dart inside, in and out. My head was in the clouds somewhere. he was smacking his lips and snacking away, like he was eating peaching and damn was he good at it. He found that little button, the one that makes a girl fly off the bed, and he held me down and caressed it with his tongue. he massaged it, he flicked it, he made love to it, no hands needed. I was all but done when a long finger slid inside me, I gasped. He pressed on and on and kept licking and sucking and fucking away. I grabbed the sides of his head and held them there, wrapping my fingers around in his hair. He never skipped a beat. I came loudly and quickly, letting him lap up every drop. As I was just finishing, he straddled me and thrust his cock inside me and just kept going. I was still cumming and I could not stop. When I finally gained some kind of composure as he was kissing my neck and licking my breasts and driving me crazy, I flipped him over so I was on top, cowboy style. I liked riding my cowboy. I arched my hips so he was completely inside me and I rode on and I rode hard. I made sure he was quite satisfied before I came again, all over his hard cock. I fell on top of him, spent, as he wrapped his arms around me and held me there. He whispered in my ear. "It is nice to see you too." I smiled and closed my eyes. And thought of peaches.