I used to be so trying ahead to my tenth yr class
reunion. It wasn’t as a result of I cherished highschool; I had
fucking hated it. I used to be too tall, underweight,
extraordinarily shy, I simply hadn’t slot in. I used to be glad when
it had been over. I had gotten a full scholarship to
among the finest schools. I labored onerous. I maintained
a 3.75. I shared a dorm room with a jock; he had
train tools proper in our room and he grew to become my
private coach [and I was his tutor].
I misplaced my virginity to a sizzling cheerleader that he’d
setup for me. I gained confidence. It helped that I
had a big cock [I just hadn’t known it]. By the point
I graduated from school I used to be on high of the world. I
bought an ideal job with a excessive wage. I made certain I went
to the fitness center commonly and made time for the women. I
began my very own enterprise which simply retains rising yr
after yr. Life is nice.
All that had occurred to me since highschool was the
purpose I used to be trying ahead to my reunion. I needed
everybody to see how a lot I’d modified. A spot had been
rented for the reunion, the date had been set and I
had my tux. When the day arrived I didn’t rush. I
didn’t wish to be one of many first ones there. I
wasn’t nervous both. I used to be relaxed and assured.
After I walked in I noticed the desk the place you obtained
your identify tag so individuals would know who you had been.
I acknowledged all the women who had been sitting behind
it, and I used to be happy that none appeared to acknowledge
me. I had helped most of them with their homework,
sporting my geeky hairdo, my geeky glasses, my geeky
garments. They’d all gotten extra stunning in ten
years. I went as much as the primary lady. She smiled, stated
hello and requested me my identify.
After I advised her she simply stared at me some time, however
then her eyes went broad. “Oh my god!” She squealed.
“It’s Jim!” The opposite women seemed up and stared at
me. Quickly they, too, had been squealing and gathering
round me.
Questions flew as the ladies needed to know every part I’d
been doing since highschool, was I married, was I
relationship, and many others. I simply grinned and loved the eye.
I came upon most of them had been married themselves however I
might inform by the look of their eyes they didn’t care.
They lastly let me go – with guarantees of a dance or
two with every of them – and gave me my identify tag. I
went in the primary room, it was adorned with an 80s
theme with 80s music blaring. I didn’t care. The 80s
had been one of the best.
I bumped into lots of guys who had been geeks again in
highschool who had been now even greater geeks [with
bombshell wives on their arms]. I bumped into jocks that
had let themselves go, all of the muscle now flab. I even
noticed just a few going bald already. A couple of had stayed in
form and had gotten into skilled sports activities [I don’t
keep up with sports and didn’t know until other former
schoolmates had told me]. I cut up my time both
catching up with some guys over just a few beers or being
snagged for a dance with a beautiful girl.
I remembered all of their names [the girls I mean] and
boy, did they flirt. All in all, it was turning out to
be an ideal night. It was on an emotional excessive by the
time she got here in. She was the lady of my goals in
highschool; a beautiful African-American mannequin who
need on to a giant time mannequin. Her identify was Charlotte
and he or she was even hotter now than she’d been again in
highschool. She was about 5’7, 5’8, with lengthy, virtually
wavy black hair, her curvy physique encased in a good,
tight crimson costume that confirmed off her butt and large [all
natural – she’d been busty all through high school]
tits.
I made my technique to her. The hounds had been gathering close to
[a line from an 80s song] however Charlotte wasn’t
. I lastly made it to her. “Charlotte?” I
stated. She simply stared at me at first. And just like the
different women she appeared to acknowledge me by my blue
eyes. “Jim?” A smile fashioned on her lips. I simply
grinned. “It’s you!” Charlotte gave me a giant hug, her
enormous tits and her crotch urgent towards me.
I couldn’t assist getting totally onerous [I’d been half hard
not of the night because of all the girls there].
“You’ve popped into my thoughts on and off over time,
I’ve questioned the way you’ve carried out,” Charlotte stated as she
let go of me. “You’ve been on my thoughts rather a lot over the
years, Charlotte,” I advised her. She seemed embarrassed
at my ‘revelation’ but additionally happy. I pulled her on
the ground for a dance [something I wasn’t good at, I
got dance lessons from a girl in college].
We talked a little bit as we danced however did most of our
speaking off the dance flooring over drinks. Charlotte and
I had been just about inseparable after our first dance.
We caught up on one another’s lives, Charlotte had been
married thrice, divorced the final two years. No
youngsters. Her life just about revolted round
modeling. I introduced up her English accent, one thing
I’d all the time been interested by however too shy to ask
about. Charlotte advised me her household got here from
Manchester. Quickly they dimmed the lights and placed on a
love tune.
This time Charlotte pulled me out onto the dance
flooring; not that I minded. She pressed her crotch into
me extra persistently. I knew Charlotte might really feel my
onerous cock as she floor towards me. And I swear I
might really feel the warmth of her pussy. If we had been
inseparable earlier we had been much more inseparable now
as we danced by way of tune after tune. I might hear
Charlotte inhaling my ear.
After about 5 songs somebody slipped in “We Don’t
Have Take Our Garments Off” by Jermaine Stewart however the
lights stayed low. Charlotte chuckled hoarsely in my
ear. “You recognize, that is giving me concepts,” she
whispered, sliding a hand all the way down to my butt a squeezing
it.
I raised an eyebrow. We had been on the sting of the dance
flooring close to one nook of the room. I’d observed
considerably of a nook within the nook. It appeared Charlotte
had additionally observed it. Nobody appeared to note as we
eased in the direction of it. Quickly we had been out of the sight of our
former classmates. We started to make out, my fingers all
over Charlotte’s enormous tits.
Charlotte unzipped my pants and slid her hand inside.
She labored my onerous cock out of my briefs and pants and
started to stroke it. She let go of it and pulled her
lengthy costume up round her waist. I used to be stunned
Charlotte had no panties on as my cock pressed towards
her furry crotch. She moaned. Charlotte threw her legs
round my waist and pulled herself up my physique along with her
arms round my neck. “Penetrate me…” She gasped.
I let go of Charlotte’s tits and slid one hand between
us. I labored my cock into her furry and really moist
pussy. Charlotte was very tight. I suppose she didn’t
get all that a lot intercourse throughout her marriage [not to
mention she told me later she hadn’t had any sex since
her last divorce].
I wrapped my fingers round her giant, agency butt as I
bounced her up and down on my cock. We locked lips as
we fucked secretly, Charlotte moaning in my mouth.
Quickly she was cumming and screaming in my mouth as we
kissed. Charlotte got here typically, at the least twenty instances.
I had misplaced observe of time; they’d performed like seven
or eight songs as we fucked out of sight. I lastly
felt my very own orgasm approaching. My balls tightened up
and I started to spurt my heavy load up into Charlotte.
As soon as I used to be drained, she climbed off of me, nonetheless
kissing me as she pulled her costume again down.
Charlotte slid my nonetheless half onerous cock again into my
briefs and zipped me again up. She broke our kiss and
pulled away, straightening out her costume. “See?”
Charlotte grinned as we slipped again out onto the
dance flooring. “We actually didn’t must take our
garments off to have time…” And boy, was
Charlotte proper.