Renewed Old Flame with a Twist

Sometimes I'll sit with a strong drink and reminiscing about my past. If only I had known, then what I know now. My mind wanders to just a couple women that are simply unforgettable. As I grew older, those events became nothing but distant memories. I used to wonder if those women ever thought of our time together. One day I opened my social media and saw a familiar name, Elaine. Due to mutual college friends the algorithm had recommended that Elaine and I should be friends. Besides studying a STEM field in college, she was the typical gorgeous coed. Short, blond, big boobs, perfect curves and a sultry gaze; unforgettable. It had been years since we last spoken, but her image still ignited a fire within me. My mind wandered back to those college years. I couldn't resist the urge to reach out. I sent her a friend request and a simple "hi" on messenger, and then I waited for a reply.

I waited for weeks, eagerly checking every day, and finally the reply I was waiting for arrived. My heart raced as I read the message. She apologized for the delay, explaining that she rarely uses social media. But then, in the last line, she wrote those words that made my heart soar.

- "It's great to hear from you. How is life".

A smile spread across my face as I read her short reply. It was like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. We began texting on messenger. The conversation at first was very casual and polite until I said:

-I can't believe I'm talking to you, and that you remember me!!

She texted me a simple question, something that only I would have known the answer too. I guess now, she wanted to make sure it was me she was talking too.

- "l had a question for you one day in the managers office. Remember?"

It was a simple question that had kicked off our sexual adventures that lasted a couple of months. I wasn't sure why she was asking this at the time, but I knew the answer. I texted back.

- you said... I heard you are hung and I'm just curious if Tina is exaggerating.

Her reply blew my mind, and instantly got my dick hard.

- "😘 a course I remember you. I can't forget the biggest dick I ever been with, I haven't been with another man as big as you. I brag about the monster I had in college when I'm talking to girlfriends on girl nights out ".

It was during those college years I learned I was hung. Not extremely long, a descent seven plus. But it was not until one particular incident with the above Tina that I realized just how big my dick's girth was. We were fooling around one day in her dorm, and she happened to have a can of soda on her desk. Just goofing around I grabbed the can and jokingly placed it next to my dick. To her surprise, it completely disappeared! Tina was amazed and could not believe that my girth was enough to hide a soda can.

I love Elaine's bluntness and sense of humor. We exchanged cell numbers and began conversing. A great distraction while I traveled for work. We exchanged pictures and talked about those college years when we worked at the campus bar. Memories of how she would walk into the small managers office, looking confident and determined. I could always feel her gaze, curious and intrigued, as she would slowly undo my slacks and pull my monster out. She would sit down on the floor in front of me, her eyes still fixed on me. I couldn't help but smirk, knowing the effect I had on her. She was mesmerized by my size. I would lean in closer, lift her shirt up and pull her large breast out, my voice low and seductive, "Like what you see?" She would nod, unable to form any words because her mouth was by now sucking the tip of my head. As she continued to suck and lick, I would feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge. She would sense it too and increased her pace, her mouth working harder and faster. I could feel the pressure building, and then I would explode all over her mouth face and tits. She would clean up, compose herself and ask:

-- "see you this weekend? if you are working?"

I knew I had her under my spell and she had me under hers. I forget how I learned about KY lube, but I began carrying a tube. Kind of how some guys carry a condom in their wallet.

Weekends after hours were about drinking, getting drunk, getting rid of everyone that stayed behind to have a couple of drinks, everyone but Elaine, more drinking, and then getting naked for sex. On the bar counter, the kitchen, the waiting area couch. Sex was simple, yet an exhilarating experience. We would undress, always watching her eyes widen in awe as she took in the sight of my erect dick, and I could see the desire in her eyes as she stared at it. She would get comfortable and spread her legs for me. I would approach her and press my hard dick against her. Foreplay was not a word in our vocabulary. It was a battle between pleasure and pain, as I fought to push myself inside her. I could see the pleasure on her face, mixed with a hint of discomfort. The resistance was there, even after using lube. But there was always a pleasure release the moment my cock would slide into her tight wet pussy. it was like an explosion of ecstasy. I could feel her muscles clenching and her body tremble as I penetrated her. Then all I remember is getting dressed, and I would walk her.... More like stumble to her dorm, then I would go back and crash for the night in the bar rather than drive home drunk.

One day I was curious and texted to ask if she had any regrets in life.

- "Sure, we all do. I regret drinking so much that I hardly remember those nights we were together 😂😂😂😂😂.

Was her reply. Not really what I was kind of digging for, but I followed with

- How about the night I stayed overnight in your dorm?

- "OMG, I didn't walk right for days after that day?"

I was rock hard again.

I remember that day clearly. I had walked her home like always but that night her roommate left for the weekend. She invited me in to stay. I woke up the next morning, my head pounding and my body aching in all the right ways. As I tried to piece together the events of the previous night, I realized that I was lying next to her, completely naked. I couldn't believe my luck. I couldn't resist the urge to touch her, those large breast and large nipples. I couldn't control myself any longer. I caressed her, tracing every curve and crevice with my fingers. She stirred, a small moan escaping her lips, and I knew she was awake. Without hesitation, I leaned in and kissed her, my lips hungry for hers. She responded eagerly, her hands roaming over my body, igniting a fire within me. I moved on top of her and using my body I pinned her body to the small bed. I had no clue where my lube was, and I had no desire to stop to look for it. I just wanted inside of her in the worst way ever.

I reached down to guide my dick into her tight, wet heat. I was captivated by the sounds emanating from her lips. Each moan, cry, and whimper were like a symphony of pleasure I'll never forget. I remember every "oh fuck! oh my God!" Emanating from her as I pushed harder. A few times I heard whimpers and sobs. I would stop and back off a little. Before I could ask if she was ok, she would wrap her arms tightly around me and between breaths she would say, "What are you doing, please don't stop".

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, I managed to slide in. and her moans grew louder. She dug her nails into my back and I could feel her legs wrapping tightly around my waist. I was lost in the sensation of her warm, tight walls gripping onto me. It was like every inch of my body was on fire. I pushed deeper and deeper. Her hands gripped the sheets, and she arched her back more as she begged for me to go slow. The moment I stopped I could feel her walls tightening around me. My cock, throbbing and pulsating with desire, I barely fit inside her. I was holding back waiting for her body to relax, but I lost control. I wanted to see how much I could make her scream and moan.

I began pushing my large, throbbing cock deep inside of her, she let out more moans and cries. Her hands ran over my back, gripping tightly as my pace quickened. I didn't want to easy up for fear she would ask me to slow down. Her moans turned into screams of pleasure as I felt her nails dig into my skin, her body writhing beneath me. I could feel every inch of my cock stretching her and filling her completely. She cried out, her voice filled with ecstasy and desire as I pounded into her harder, deeper. Feeling her body quiver and her breasts bounce with each. Our gaze locked, I saw her lust-filled eyes, fear, pleasure it was all there in her face. I was loving every second of it, as I felt her walls tighten around me. I could feel my own release building, but I wanted to make her come more and harder. I reached down and began to rub her clit, matching the rhythm of my thrusts. Her moans turned into "fuck! oh my god fuck" screams as she reached another peak, her body shaking uncontrollably. The sight and sound of her pleasure sent me over the edge. I let out a guttural groan as I released inside her, the intensity of our orgasms leaving us both breathless and satisfied. I couldn't help but think about how amazing it was to have her moan so loudly with my huge cock inside her. It was a moment I'll never forget.

Soon the semester was over, and we all went home. For a reason unknown to me still today, the following semester things changed between us. No more office visits or weekend drinking. The rumor of my size was making the rounds and several other of the waitresses were flirting. None ever matched Elaine's sexy body, sense of humor, and absolute sexual pleasure to be with.

Back to today, we began trading seductive pictures from time to time. I was enjoying our conversations a great deal. I was dying to just say, I kill to fuck you again; make you scream and moan.Instead, I told her what a fool I was to have let her walk away. She asked, "what would you do if we were face to face again?"

I tried bringing out my swashbuckler. I texted back,

-Kiss your lips slowly, deeply, passionately. Take you out, have some drinks and enjoy your company again.

There was no reply, I thought I had gone too far but I had to ask:

-- how about you?

The bubbles on the message app of my phone were active. Thank God she was replying, but what?

- "I was thinking about grabbing that big, fabulous cock, and then I would kiss you all over...Do you like a woman on top? "

Was she kidding with me? I texted her. You have no idea how hard I am right now.

- "can I see a picture?" She replied.

I obliged; it really was no trouble. I was hard as a rock thinking about it. In return she sent me a picture showing and incredibly generous amount of cleavage. With a text saying:

- "I think that monster would look incredible between these."

I asked what month/day would be good to travel for work to her area. I decided to be as bold as her. I asked

- If and when we meet. I'm going to absolutely fuck your brains out; how are you going to explain why you are walking funny to your husband?

This gorgeous wild woman never stops surprising me.

- "Well, my husband and I are trying something new. We are not sure if you call it swinging. I seen some call it hotwifing, so he would be joining us. Don't worry, he is completely straight, this is all about me."

My jaw literally hit the floor. I didn't know what to say. This scenario had never crossed my mind.

She texted

-"it's not for everyone, if you are not into it no worries. Let me know, ok?" Then she sent a simple seductive picture of her pussy. Red running shorts she had pulled to the side. A gorgeous clean-shaven pussy is a sight to behold. Her text read

- "I think that monster would also look fabulous here."

I didn't know what to say. I texted a silly excuse and said talk later.

I gave it some serious thought, because after so many years I would still think of her, talking for months now, and browsing at her social media didn't help. She was an incredibly attractive and seductive woman. Hot no commitment sex with an attractive woman. What it's there to think about? Oh yeah, her husband right there as I do my best to fuck her brains out. I decided to counter her offer. I wanted our second first time to be without any distractions or outside influences. I told her, before I say yes to the threesome, I want you alone. Her reply

- "You can have an afternoon".

- "what ever you are comfortable with. Want us all to meet for drinks before or after" She replied.

I knew her husband from college, they had began dating back then. I had been jealous of the guy a few times. I was curious were would he be what will he be doing? Thinking now today that was a stupid question. Does that matter? I'm obviously the 3rd wheel here. I'm just part of their plan and I probably walked all on my own into it. My options, say goodbye and delete her phone number, or play the role of been the Mrs hung bull. Yeah. I googled hotwifing.

After a few more months of texting and exchanging pictures. I pulled up to their house. The rural isolated neighborhood didn't help my nerves. As I pulled up to the front of the driveway. Elaine stepped out the front door wearing nothing but a large white mens dress shirt, seductively open to show lots of cleavage, and high heals. She looked incredible, same coed just mature. Short stature, long blond hair, large breast, and great shape since she is now a runner. I no longer cared about anything but getting with her.

Casual hello's, had a good trip? I can't believe you made it statements etc.

The tension between us had been building for months now. I stood there; my heart raced with anticipation. We stepped inside after a big hug; she closed the door behind us, and all of the sudden it was like back in college. She undid my slacks and pulled out my dick that had been hard since I saw her waving at me as I pulled up to the house. I couldn't believe that she was actually holding my cock in her hands. It was a feeling unlike any other, a mixture of excitement and nervousness. I watched as she examined it, her fingers tracing every vein and curve. I couldn't help but feel a surge of pride as she marveled at its size. She looked up at me with a mischievous glint in her eye.

"Look how small my hands look holding this thing! Did you know we nickname you Big Roger back in college", she asked.

- I guess there could be worse nicknames, who all Knew?

Her touch was gentle yet firm, and I couldn't help but let out a small moan as she stroked me. I blurted out.

-- Never mind, who gives a shit today anyway.

It was as if she knew exactly how to touch me, how to make me feel incredible pleasure. I closed my eyes and surrendered to her touch, letting her explore me at her own pace.

She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against the head of my cock. I could feel her hot breath against my skin, and it sent shivers down my spine. I could tell that she wanted to taste me, to feel me in her mouth. And I couldn't wait to feel her soft lips wrapped around me, taking me in and giving me the ultimate pleasure. We were standing by the dining room table. She asked me to grab a seat. I sat down and it felt just like back in the office of the old bar.

As she took me into her mouth, I couldn't believe how amazing it felt. Her tongue swirled around me, teasing and tantalizing me. I could feel her moans vibrating against me, heightening my pleasure even more. I couldn't resist anymore, I had to have her. I lifted her up and sat her on the dinning room table. I took off her shirt to reveal her incredible body. Nothing more incredible that a naked woman with high heals on. I could see how wet she was already. The sight of her glistening pussy was enough to drive me wild. I wasted no time and began to tease her with my tongue, lightly flicking it over her clit. She let out a moan and arched her back, urging me to continue.

I grabbed her tits and with each lick and suck, I could feel her getting closer and closer to the edge. I wanted to make this moment last, so I took my time, savoring every taste and sensation. Her hands gripped the edge of the table, her body writhing with pleasure.

As she reached her climax, I could feel her body tense and her moans becoming louder. I continued to pleasure her until she couldn't take it anymore. She collapsed onto the table and tried hard too close her legs on me. We kissed more and while we explored our bodies she motioned to the bedroom. Once in there she asked me to lay down.

The familiar thrill of doing something forbidden and spontaneous flooded my veins. It was as if we were two college kids again, sneaking around and breaking all the rules. But this time, it felt even more exhilarating, knowing that we were both adults now, sober, experienced, and fully in control of our actions.

As I began to lay on the bed. It occurred to me that in my mind I had played a scenario where I would show up and fuck her brains out. Instead, now I am laying on the bed naked, and she is hovering over me playing with my dick. She was in full control of the situation. She took her time, running her fingers along the length of my cock, teasing and tormenting me. I was putty in her hands, my body responding to her every touch. And when she finally took me in her mouth, I was in heaven. Her skilled tongue and lips worked their magic.

Shortly she reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a bottle of lube. I watched her eyes flickered with an evil dominatrix look, as she uncapped the bottle and poured out a generous amount onto her hand. Without hesitation, she began to coat my throbbing member with the slick substance, her touch sending shivers down my spine. I couldn't help but let out a low groan as she positioned herself on top of me, her gaze never leaving mine.

As she straddled me, her luscious breasts dangling in front of my face, I couldn't help but let out another groan of pleasure. I watched intently as she positioned herself above my throbbing member, her hands gripping my shoulders for support. I could see the anticipation in her eyes as she slowly lowered herself onto me, her body trembling and hair hanging down. She took me in inch by inch, her moans grew louder, filling the room with her intoxicating voice. I could feel her walls tightening around me, her body adjusting to my size as I filled her completely. She arched her back and let out a loud moan, I couldn't help but feel a surge of pleasure and satisfaction course through my body. Her body trembled as she struggled to accommodate the sheer size of my member. The dirty talk from her was intense and driving me to new heights of ecstasy.

"Oh my god, your dick is huge." She would make eye contact and grind her body deeper and lower.

"I love how you're stretching me. God, I like your dick...... oh yeah you too" the evil smile and look in her eyes...... I felt like I just had to keep up with her. I decided to tease her a little

-'You're not scared, are you?' I asked playfully. But she simply shook her head and with a determined look, she slowly lowered herself balls deep on me. She held there for a second, with her eyes close she slowly began to grind me. Her huge breasts bounced up and down with each movement, their weight and softness driving me wild. I couldn't resist reaching up to cup and squeeze them, eliciting a moan from her. She rode me a little faster, her hips rocking back and forth, grinding against me as her pleasure intensified. I could feel her walls clenching around me, her moans growing louder and more frequent. Then she completely stopped. I grabbed her hips to encourage her to resume the motion.

She leaned down and whispered in my ear..... "I'm ready.....I want you to fill me up with every inch of your thick cock. I want you to fuck me, own me and make me moan with pleasure." Her words sent shivers down my spine, and I couldn't resist wanting to thrust into her harder, wanting to give her exactly what she desired.