Julie's Surprise Return 2

I settled back in the whirlpool tub after Julie jerked me off to orgasm. I looked over and saw her smiling at me. “Was that planned?” I asked.

“Yes it was,” she nodded. “One thing off my bucket list.”

“You have a bucket list and I was on it?”

“Yes. After Jim (her brother and my childhood and teen friend) died I got to thinking about all the stuff I hadn’t done but wanted to. My marriage had prevented me from a lot of things in my younger days but I was divorced for over a decade so I didn’t have that excuse anymore. I kept remembering that time we met at that restaurant and talked about when we saw each other naked in our teens. One thing I realized I always wanted to do was finish what we started in the haymow.”

“I confess I regretted you had to leave when you did. And I remember our encounter at the restaurant too. I have to ask, did you send me that picture of a shaved pussy?”

Julie laughed. “yes I did.”

“Was it yours?”

“No, it was Susie’s (her sister). I happened across some photos she and her girlfriend had taken of each other and thought it would be funny to send one to you.”

“She and her girlfriend took nude photos of each other?”

“You didn’t know she’s a lesbian?” I said I didn’t. “Should we get out now?”

I agreed and we climbed out of the whirlpool. She bent over to shut it off and drain it, giving me a close view of her ass. As I mentioned in the last story, it wasn’t anyone’s idea of a great one, kind of flat but droopy, but it still looked great to me. When she stood up she saw where my eyes had been and said her husband always said her butt wasn’t that great and I said he’s an asshole. She smiled, then put her arms around me and kissed me. My hands went right down to grasp her ass cheeks. I felt her tits pressed against my chest as her hands lowered to grab my ass.

When she broke the kiss she said, “Another thing on my bucket list is that my husband refused to eat my pussy and I’ve never had a man do it to me. Would you like to take care of that one too?”

“God would I ever!” I said.

She walked over to the bed and laid on her back with her ass on the edge and her feet on the floor. It occurred to me that she had been in that position in one of my fantasies that I wrote about in a previous story. As mentioned in other stories she had a thick bush and although she had trimmed it, all I could see of her pussy was a long line in the dark hair. She reached down to grasp her legs and pull them up and apart. Her pussy lips opened to reveal thin inner labia with a small clit poking out of the top. Kneeling down in front of her, I spread the inner lips until I could see her open hole. I leaned forward and placed my mouth over her  pussy, thrusting my tongue into the opening, causing her to gasp. I noticed that she had a different, but not unpleasant, taste than the two previous women I’d tasted. I licked up to her clit, which drew an even bigger reaction from her.

“Finger me!” she said and I reached up to slip a finger beneath my chin and into her cunt. It felt loose around my finger so I slid two others in, drawing an “Oh God!” from her. Before long she cried out she was coming and she let go of her legs which extended out around my neck as I felt her pussy clench repeatedly on my fingers. When they stopped and her body relaxed I backed away from beneath her legs.

I climbed up to lay next to her. “Well,” I said, “Was it worth waiting for?”

“Hell yes,” she said. “I think I need a nap.” I said an old guy like me needed one after what we’d done since I got into the room. We climbed under the covers and spooned, my cock resting between her asscheeks and my hands cupping her tits.

More to come