The Reunion Ch. 04

"I've never had sex in public before," she spoke quietly. "Attempted once, at the beach, but a cop nearly caught us. That killed the mood." They both laughed. "What do you think?"

"It might be exciting." His hand reached in between their bodies, rubbing her through her panties.

"Mmm. Been waiting all week to feel you touch me again."

He kissed her, and brought his hand around her neck to untie the straps of her halter dress. Once undone, his fingers trailed down her chest and pulled the top of her dress down, exposing her bra. "I remember you," he smiled. He brought his mouth down to her breast and, with a soft growl, nipped at her through the lacy material, making her giggle. "It's very nice, but I'd rather see you." Before she could reach to unhook it, he deftly undid the clasps with one hand.

"Well aren't you nimble?"

When he had her exposed to the night air, he playfully buried his face between her tits.

"I guess you're a boob man."

In reply, he started showering her breasts with kisses and licks and nibbles. His hand went between her legs again, this time finding its way to the waistband of her panties and tugging them out of his way. His fingers dipped inside her for a delicious moment, then found her clit and made it slick with her juices. She moaned, and he continued to work on her nipples with his mouth, and stroke her pussy.

He started finger fucking her and she thrust her hips in response. "I want to hear you make some noise. I love the way you moan when I'm getting you off." He licked her neck.

She sighed, "I want you to kiss me when I come. Then I want to suck you off."

Excited, he went back to rubbing circles around her clit and sucking on her nipples, pinching them between his lips. He could tell she was getting close. "Does it make you hot to know they're watching?"

She moaned loudly, and he covered her mouth with his. She came, and he felt her body tremble and spasm, lost in waves of pleasure for a few beautiful moments. He felt like he was near to bursting without even being touched.

As her back arched, her head tilted back, and he kissed her neck tenderly. He could feel her pulse racing beneath his lips. He continued rubbing her clit gently, immensely enjoying the sight of her continuing to climax. Her body relaxed, and he brought his hand up to caress her breasts.

"Holy shit, John," she said, catching her breath. Once she composed herself, she pulled her panties back into place and sat up so she could unzip his fly. "Your turn. Help me get your pants down, babe." He obliged. Straddling his thighs, she leaned forward, running her hands up under his shirt, and asked him if he liked his nipples played with. When he nodded, she smiled. "Good, because I like to play with them."

He remembered the people he had seen above them, and glanced over. He saw two heads peering over the top of the rocks, one turned as they spoke to the other. Michelle had pushed his shirt up, exposing his chest, and was laying over him so his dick pressed against her stomach, and her breasts brushed against his stomach. He closed his eyes and forgot about the voyeurs in the rocks as she started flicking one of his nipples with her tongue.

She teased his nipples for several minutes, rubbing herself against his erection, pressing her breasts against him. Slowly, she kissed and licked her way down his stomach and thighs, her long hair brushing against his dick. Her mouth moved up his shaft with light kisses, and she massaged his balls gently. She licked from the base up to the sensitive head, and lapped up a couple of drops of precum from the tip.

Sitting up halfway, supporting himself on one elbow, he reached down with the other hand to hold her hair away from her face. She made eye contact as she took him into her mouth, which he thought was so hot.

He watched her take the tip into her mouth and wrap her fingers around his shaft. The suction of her mouth felt fantastic, then she started pumping her hand and teasing the head with her tongue. Looking up at him, the corners of her mouth came up in a smile.

He briefly thought again of their audience, but couldn't take his eyes off Michelle.

She teased him for a few more minutes, and his pulse started to quicken. She took the head into her mouth again, wrapped her fingers around him, and moved her head and fist up and down in unison. He groaned, and watched as she licked up and down the shaft, then took as much of him into her mouth as she could. Her head bobbed up and down, and it took all of his self-control to keep from pushing her down onto him. His fingers tightened in her hair, but he let her control the pace.

"That feels so good." He watched as most of his cock disappeared into her eager mouth, over and over. "Fuck, I'm getting close." He couldn't take his eyes off of her. She went back to sucking on the tip and stroking with her hand, picking up the pace. "Oh, fuck, Michelle, oh, God," he groaned. He came in her mouth, and she swallowed what he gave her. He collapsed back onto the blanket and she lay next to him, her arm draped across his chest, hand over his pounding heart.

They lay listening to the waves for several minutes while John's breathing returned to normal.

"Want to head back?" she asked. "If we lay here much longer I think we'll both pass out." She pecked him on the cheek and sat up to put her bra and dress back where they belonged.

***

The ride back to his place had been quiet, because John fell asleep. She was pleased to see that he didn't snore! His apartment was the upper level of a house on a quiet, residential street.

They were sitting together on the loveseat eating bowls of Cheerios.

"Do you like being a mom?"

A warm smile spread across her face as she thought of her little one. "It's so amazing... I don't think it's possible to understand it until you become a parent. To watch this little thing that came from you turn into a little person... Want to see a picture of her?" She set her bowl down and took her phone from the coffee table. Leaning into him, she showed him a few photos on her phone.

He smiled at the way her face lit up when she talked about her daughter. "I'd like to meet her."

"Yeah?" She was touched. "I was nervous when I first told you about her, afraid it might be a deal-breaker."

"I want to have kids someday."

Michelle idly scrolled through some more photos, and came to one of Ava with her father.

"Your ex?" She nodded. "What's your relationship with him like?"

"Oh, we get along ok, we want to stay friendly for her sake." She paused, and looked up at John. "No chance in hell I'd ever take him back, if that's what you're asking." A couple of minutes went by, looking at more pictures.

"Are you dating anyone else?" he asked suddenly

"No. You?"

He shook his head.

"You're about all I can handle, Romeo," she laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck, her breasts pressed against him. Softly, she kissed his lips, his jaw, and nuzzled his neck. "I'm not used to being with someone who can make my toes curl. Not without the help of a vibrator." He laughed. She laid her head on his chest and slid one hand down the inside of his thigh. "When are you going to invite me into your bedroom?"

"Now." They stood, he took her hand, and led the way.

To be continued...