A Friend In Need Is A Friend Indeed

Here is another story about that reunion connection. Please  read "I know You're Out There Somewhere," and "Returning To The Fountain Of Our Youth'" to get some background.

My first sexual experiences short of intercourse were with Cary. Rather than continuing what should have been a fulfilling relationship, I abandoned her for greener pastures.

Well, they were not greener, I can assure you.

Part of the activities planned for the reunion in November was a hike up a local mountain trail. At the summit was what was once a private Victorian tower. It was now a tourist attraction.

Cary asked me to meet her at the trailhead and recreate the hike.

We met at the agreed-upon time and began the trek up the mountain. 

After a while, I could see there was no privacy as we had in our last bike encounter. 

We finally reached the top and entered the tower. The top floor is a large ballroom surrounded by windows. During the Victorian period, this was a place where the rich and privileged dined and danced.

Now it is more of an observatory with stunning views. On a clear day, one can see three bordering states. It was a gorgeous early fall day, and we gazed upon the autumnal splendor.

As we stood side by side, Cary brushed her hand across my crotch and then moved to another window.  I thought it was just by accident, but when she gently squeezed, it removed all doubt. I was ready for more and pulled her toward me.

"It's just too crowded here. We'll have to wait."

"I agree," I replied.

"I have an alternative plan in mind if you're "up" for it," she chuckled.

"Ok, I'm always "up" for anything with you," I assured her.

The trek down the mountain trail couldn't go fast enough. We arrived at the parking area and found a somewhat secluded spot. She pulled me aside and gave me a long soft kiss.

"Come to my house for lunch. There could be more of those on the menu," she said softly.

"Lead the way," I said eagerly.

We quickly arrived at her home.  I quickly drew her to me, and we embraced in another passionate kiss.

"Let me go and freshen up, fix yourself a drink while you wait," she suggested.

I made myself a vodka tonic and sat down on the couch.

After about twenty minutes, Cary returned wearing a robe and slippers.

"Oh, I didn't realize that the hike tired you out. We can meet again soon," I said in a concerned voice.

I put the drink down and prepared to leave.

"Wait, it's not about a concern or proper etiquette. Sometimes it's about NEED. I NEED you to hold me."

I quickly complied. Cary looked into my eyes, and we engaged in a kiss that I had anxiously awaited.

Her lips were warm and soft. They parted slightly, allowing my tongue to slip inside.  I could feel the thud of our combined heartbeats. We kiss again. The next kiss is the kind that breaks open the sky. It steals my breath and gives it back. It shows me that every other kiss I’ve had in my life has been wrong. It is a remembrance of our very first kiss so many years ago.

Cary backed away slightly, and we gazed deeply into each other's eyes. She grabbed the bottom of my t-shirt and began pulling it over my head, Stopping at the neck to softly caress and pinch my nipples.

I went from semi-erect to fully erect in what seemed like seconds. While paying attention to my nipples, she unbuckled my belt and reached inside my pants to caress my flesh. This was slow and methodical but with purpose.

Ever so slowly she unzipped my fly and let my jeans fall to the floor. Cary then inched my shorts down and carefully pulled them over my erection. Fully naked, I pulled her to me and melted into another passionate kiss. 

Cary pulled away, stepped back, let loose the tie around her robe, and let it fall to the floor. She was nude except for a nice pair of blue lace panties. Her nipples were straight out and begging for attention. I reached out for her, but she gently pushed me back onto the couch. 

My head was resting on the arm, with one leg stretched out and the other still on the floor, and my legs were wide open. Cary knelt beside me, took my penis by the hand, and began rubbing it over her right breast and nipple.

The feeling was extraordinary. She then decided to drizzle massage oil over her breasts, enhancing the experience. Cary's nipples were rock hard. I wanted to touch them badly, but she was of another mind.

She then took her left nipple between her thumb and index finger and began rubbing it up and down my shaft. She alternated a few full strokes but always returned to just the nipple.

It felt great, but what was turning me on more was watching. It was the most erotic sight I could have imagined. My erection was painfully hard but she continued to stroke and rub. 

Cary paid particular attention to the corona, which, by now, was super sensitive. Watching her circle the corona incessantly was sending me to the point of no return. She knew this and slowed a bit. 

Now, she started paying attention to the urethral opening, trying to push her nipple down the hole like a sounding. Watching was sending my nerve endings into chaos. I was not allowed to touch but I don't know if I would have had the power to do so. I was mesmerized.

It was simply too good to be true.  As if the nipple massage was not enough, she began stroking with her right hand, while she massaged with her left. My nerve endings were as taut as my girth. There wasn't much time left before I lost my self-control.

Cary sensed that I couldn't hold out much longer. She concentrated her nipple on my frenulum. Stroking that thin, tightly stretched skin was the final straw. I grabbed the couch cushions, lifted my body, and came like never before. It seemed like every nerve ending responded to her touch. 

I expected to shoot cum a great distance but found it oozing uncontrollably like lava flowing down a volcano. The physical sensation seemed to last longer and was extremely intense. Lightheaded, I sank back on the couch spent.

"Wow'" was all I could say.

She had a look of great satisfaction on her face. 

"I knew you NEEDED that, now I need something like that in return," she whispered.

"I can't recover that fast anymore," I said.

"No worries, I'm sure your tongue will do just fine," she chuckled.

I took her in my arms and gently sat her on the couch. I put a cushion behind her back, gently spread her legs, and noticed her panties were soaked. She must have been very close to a nipplegasm.

"Did you cum too?"  I asked." 

"No, but I was close."

"Well, let's see what we can accomplish."

We started kissing softly but gradually became more passionate. I started nibbling her ear lobes and neck and continued to her breasts.

Cary was returning quickly to her aforementioned aroused state. I focused attention on her erect nipples by softly squeezing and nibbling on them. A soft pinch as well. All she could do was moan softly and sigh.

"I NEED it now," she pleaded.

Turnabout is fair play. I planned to make this last as long as possible.

Slowly I  kissed my way down from her nipples to her navel while massaging her inner thighs gently. Once in a while, I brushed by her very wet warmth.

"OHHH STOP TEASING, I can't take much more."

I began to peel off her saturated panties. This had to last a bit longer, so I took a finger and slowly traversed her outer lips without penetration. This caused her to intrude with her fingers.

"If you won't, I will!! she stammered.

I pushed her hand away and slowly inserted a finger. Swirling it around then removing it. She was moving against my finger, trying to take more of it. Next  2 fingers, then 3. She was so wet and swollen, that I could have fit my fist. 

Cary was swaying back and forth sighing and cooing. 

"Oh, Carl, PLEASE!!!!"

Up until now, I had ignored her clit because I didn't want her to go over the edge too soon. Now was the time, but I had something else in mind as well. I positioned myself so I could get to her clit and finger her as well. 

Cary's clit was swollen and hard, but very slick. I began licking it and gently sucking it in. With my finger, I began probing for her G-spot. I had never done this before, but she seem to mind.

Pushing against the couch cushions, begging me to get her off. I began sucking on her outer lips and still looking for that spot. I could just reach her clit with my thumb so I started rubbing it. Her juices were flowing freely.

Cary began making soft guttural sounds which meant that she was close. I must have found the spot because she closed her legs against my hand.  All she could muster was, OH MY GOD.

By now, she was up off the couch pushing against me and absorbing every bit of ecstasy she could.

I had never seen a woman cum so intensely. She slowly returned to the couch.

I joined her on the couch as we held each other, softly kissing.

"There are simply no words, she uttered."

"Agreed."

We had made a bit of a mess and offered to help clean up.

After we dressed, we talked about how things could have been different. 

We agreed that even though we never connected long-term, this reconnection was worth the wait. 

Would we meet again? Her parting kiss was an emphatic yes!!!