by Nicole Smith
I honked and hollered at the car in front of me. The car was moving at a snail's speed and if things continued that way, I was going to be late for the Thanksgiving dinner. Something bothered me though, our neighbors were going to be present this year. It wasn't those old folks that bothered me, it was their daughter Tasha. We had dated for years before we broke it off and went on to college. I had not seen her in about six years and now I was going to be having thanksgiving dinner with her.
"Welcome son, you came just right on time", my dad hugged me as I brought my car to rest in front of the house.
"I brought this for you," I patted his back as I handed him a bottle of his favorite red wine.
"This is very thoughtful of you son", he replied as he admired the bottle.
"Where's mom?" I asked him.
"She's inside with the Johnson's," he replied as we both stepped into the house.
I saw Tasha first, my heart skipping a beat as we both stopped in our tracks. She was still as beautiful as ever, her long curly hair still the same after all these years. We stared at each other for minutes as my dad joined the other folks, staring deeply into each other's eyes until she broke the silence.
"Its nice to see you", she moved closer as the words rolled off her tongue.
"Its nice to see you too," I hugged her as she covered the space between us. I could feel her heart beating fast as she pressed her body to mine.
"Dinner's about to start!" my mother yelled from the kitchen as we separated, my hand moving to tuck a stray lock of hair behind her ear as she blushed.
It was the same thing we had for thanksgiving every year. Turkey, stuffing, gravy, sweet potatoes, cornbread, mashed potatoes, and cranberry sauce. It was great having all those delicious food in one place, I barely ate good food over at my own place, just coffee and junks. My sweet mother said the prayers and we dug into the food. We chatted and cracked jokes as we ate, Mr Johnson, Tasha's father proving to be somewhat of a top level comedian. All through dinner, I couldn't help but steal glances at Tasha. I had to admit, even after all these years, I still felt something for her. After the dinner, the old folks retired to the sitting room, while Tasha followed me up to my room.
"Where do you live?", she asked after she shut my bedroom door behind us.
"Just outside the city," I replied as we sat on my bed. We talked for hours until we started seeping back to our old days together. We were young and naive back then but now, I think we knew what we wanted better. She scurried over to my side of the bed as she pressed her warm body to hers, her skin touching mine igniting a raw passion in me.
I could see the passion in her eyes, she wanted me the same way I wanted her. I took the risk and placed a palm on her face, caressing her face as I pressed my forehead to hers. I planted a kiss on her lips gently, tugging at her lower lip as as I waited patiently for her reaction. She succumbed to me as she parted her lips, my tongue diving into her mouth as she wrapped her arms around me. We twirled our wet tongues together, rocking back and forth in a sumptuous French kiss.
Our fingers worked rapidly as we stripped our clothes away, the sheets rustling under us as I settled in between her legs. I kissed her again, this time it was slower as I climbed on top of her, pressing my erection to her thigh as she dug her fingers into my shoulders. I kissed down to her neck as she tilted her hair back, opening up to me as I planted soft, wet kisses on her neck. I travelled further down, her moans filling my ears as I took each dark puffy nipple in my mouth, nibbling and sucking at them as she moaned out loud.
I took my fingers down to her pussy, she was wet with desire! She moaned even louder as I thrust a finger into her warm, wet opening, her arms drawing me closer as I connected my thumb with her clit.
"Oh fuck," she sighed out of pure pleasure as I pushed my cock into her, her ankles digging into my buttocks as I penetrated her completely, filling her up and stretching her out totally. I started out slowly, setting a steady rhythm as I thrusted in and out of her. She moved her body with mine, matching me thrust for thrust as we became one. I picked pace gradually, my slow thrusts giving way for harder, pound-like ones. In a matter of minutes, I was slamming at her engorged pussy, her moans resonating around the whole room. I fucked her with reckless abandon, the "Kpack!", "Kpack!" sound our wet bodies made cheering me on and on.
I was going faster than ever now, her moans getting louder and louder. I knew our orgasm was close but we were lost in the heat of the moment, our climax driving us closer and closer towards the edge. She came first, a small scream escaping her lips as her whole body trembled, her pussy walls squeezing my cock in as her juices flowed out with ease. I climaxed with her as my balls tightened, all the muscles in my body flexing as I emptied ny warm seed into her. I flopped on the bed as I slipped my limp cock out of her. We were both tired and well spent. She took my phone and put her number on it before dressing up and leaving, this was just the start of something new between us.
