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Old Flame

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Old Flame by Greybeard (greybeard859@hotmail.com)Surprisingly, after ten years, I met my former girlfriend Jane. She was busty and blonde. At that time we were both single. So after a nice chat we decided to meet again on the next Friday evening. There would be a lot of to talk about. She didn't want to see a movie. Neither did she want to go to any restaurant to eat. Though there was nothing romantic in the bar we visited, we had a great time talking and laughing. Fortunately I was asked in for a drink. But, she said, I must behave. No problem. And the wine was good. We went to lie down. She was wearing her white panties and her white t-shirt; I was wearing my boxers. Behave! But surprisingly she started to finger herself. Then she undressed herself to the waist. Though it was dusky in her apartment, I could see her big breasts shaking when she was pleasuring herself. She noticed I wasn't asleep, but she didn't care. When she finally took her panties off, I was allowed to caress her beautiful boobs and lick her nipples. She continued and wildly fingered her wet pussy. I could hear the sounds of her sopping pussy. She moaned and quaked, and I watched my former girlfriend masturbating. Her orgasm was noisy, she sobbed and heaved her body up against her hand. Next she reached over and got out a large penis shaped vibrator from her nightstand. She carefully worked it into herself, biting her bottom lip as she concentrated. When it was fully inserted she switched it on. Then she grabbed my hand and wrapped my fingers around it. She guided my hand at first, as I was made to gently pump it in and out of her; right back till it almost plopped out from between her plump lips, then slowly back till my knuckles brushed against her pubes. When I had got the rhythm right she took her hands away and started rolling her nipples between her fingers. Her face and upper body were flushed bright red and she was so wet that I could hear the slurping of the vibrator over the noise that its motor made. She started to moan loudly and thrust her hips up off the bed to meet the vibrator as it penetrated her. I was desperate for some relief myself and started to strop my member with my left hand. Being right handed I had never done it with my left hand before and it was weirdly exciting. I couldn't get a proper rhythm and the grip wasn't quite right. It was like being wanked off by an inexperienced young girl. Jane started to give me instructions, "Go harder, not too much, YES like that, you bastard, don't stop, GO ON, I'll kill you, DON'T STOP, LIKE THAT, FASTER, YES, YEEESSSSSSS!" As she came her whole body was off the mattress, her head arched back and every tendon in her neck stood out; it was the most violent climax I have ever witnessed. Moments later my own orgasm was upon me; it felt like my spine was being ejaculated through my penis, I had not had such a violent ejaculation since I was fifteen. I knelt there on the bed trying to compose myself as Jane's sobbing breath gradually returned to normal. Suddenly she reached down and grabbed the covers from the floor, wrapping herself tightly in them. "You may go and sleep on the couch now," she said. Then she turned off the bedside lamp and turned away from me to sleep. In the morning she went to make some coffee. I was left alone and decided to have some fun, too; it wouldn't be a problem, if she saw me masturbating. I slipped into her bedroom and found the vibrator in the tangle of her bedclothes; it was still sticky. I was instantly throbbingly erect. Her bed was still warm; I lay on it and started to stroke, sniffing the delicious pussy juices as I held the vibrator to my face, licking it a little. I was stroking my manhood rapidly when she came back without warning, saw my erect member and interrupted me with a violent slap. "Stop! You promised to behave," she said angrily. I did; because I had promised to behave. Fortunately the coffee was good. At home I wondered why did she masturbate next to me in the night. And why wasn't I allowed to jack off in the morning. Maybe she was ashamed or embarrassed and didn't want to watch her ex-boyfriend's stiff cock ready to come. But I was ready and masturbated alone remembering my old love.