The early evening sun was still warm as Brian and Mandy walked, arm in arm, across the park. They paused briefly to watch a few overs of the cricket match that was being played in the oval at the park's centre before moving on again. All around them humanity thronged, enjoying the warmth of a summer's evening. Couples walked together, oblivious of the world around them, intent only on each other, children played in groups, people walked dogs and the occasional jogger pounded along the paths, the pace of their strides matching the beat of the music in their headphones.
Although they walked with their arms around each others' waists, Mandy and Brian weren't like the other couples in the park. They weren't really a couple at all. They had been once, several years before, just after graduating from university, enjoying a brief, highly intense affair before their careers had taken different paths and they had drifted apart.
Eight weeks. That was all the time they'd had together. Eight short weeks that seemed like an eternity at the time. The intensity of their relationship had been frightening, perhaps because they had known that their time would be limited. Neither had held any illusions that they would have a future once the summer was over. They had simply lived every moment as if it was their last, cramming as much experience as they could into the time they had.
They had met, inevitably, at the end of term party. Brian was the 'friend of a friend' that always seem to be present at these affairs. He had been someone that Mandy had known to see and had probably said no more than a dozen words to during the years they'd been at university. Mandy remembered the moment that their eyes had met briefly across the room and he had smiled. Mandy had smiled back, her knees had felt strangely weak.
There had been a slightly frantic atmosphere at the party that could probably have been put down to a mixture of the end of term need to let off steam and the fact that, in many cases, it was to have been the last time the people in the room would all be together in the same place.
At some point Brian had asked Mandy to dance. They'd caught each others' eye on a number of occasions but he had finally approached her as the party had been drawing to a close. Mandy had felt a growing excitement within her as they danced. The attraction between them had been obvious.
Mandy remembered the way her body had melted against his as their bodies moved together in time to the music. The excitement had continued to grow. Her body had tingled with anticipation. And then it had happened. Their lips had touched. That was it had taken. One fleeting contact and Mandy's passion had ignited. She had wanted him. There and then. She had wanted him to undress her and explore her body with his hands, to tease her with his lips and tongue, to take her as he desired. She had wanted to feel him inside her, driving her wild with passion, satisfying her every need.
One thing had led, inevitably, to another. Without Mandy even needing to ask him, Brian had ended up going back with her to her flat.
As she walked through the park with Brian, Mandy found herself dwelling on the memory of that encounter. She remembered their hands roaming all over each others' bodies as they had struggled to remove each others' clothes. She remembered the surge of pleasure she had felt as Brian cupped her breasts in his hands and had then began to suck on them, sighing as his tongue teased her nipples.
"I want that inside me," Mandy had said as she got her first glimpse of Brian's cock. Without any hesitation she had dropped to her knees, opened her mouth and taken it between her lips and began to suck. He had groaned appreciatively as her lips slowly slid up and down his shaft. Her hand had stocked up and down in a counter beat to her mouth. Mandy had sucked hard with long slow strokes, occasionally removing his cock from her mouth to lick his shaft and suck lightly on Brian's balls.
Mandy recalled the way that Brian grabbed her head and thrust his hips, fucking her mouth as she'd sucked eagerly on his prick, sliding her lips up and down his shaft. It had been clear that he was enjoying the attentions of her mouth. She had enjoyed it too but her desire had been so strong that she'd quickly decided that she needed his cock inside her.
"Fuck me!" Mandy had whispered as she lay down on her bed. "I want to feel you inside me. I want to feel your cock filling me. Do it to me now!"
Closing her eyes, Mandy had felt Brian part her legs as he positioned himself between them. Wrapping her legs around his, she'd moaned as she felt the head of his cock press against her entrance then slowly slide into her. She's cried out as Brian slid his cock, inch by glorious inch, into her cunt, burying himself to the root, her pussy stretching to accommodate him fully.
"Oh Mandy," Brian had moaned, as his hips had began to move, "You feel so good."
"Mmm." was all the reply Mandy could muster as she'd pushed her hips back to meet his slow, powerful thrusts. As Brian's pace had increased, Mandy had clutched at his arse, trying to push him in deeper as a warm glow had spread out from her pussy to engulf her whole body.
Rolling over, Mandy's pussy had slid up and down the length of Brian's shaft. The walls of her cunt had gripped it tightly, milking it as she'd rode him with mounting intensity. With each thrust of her hips she'd ground her pubic bone against his, sending small electric shocks through her swollen clit as she impaled herself on Brian's dick. Her body had moved to a rhythm of its own as she'd lost herself to the sensations.
Mandy remembered Brian's hands playing with her breasts, cupping and squeezing them in his hands, licking and sucking them as she'd rode his prick, feeling her pussy filled utterly with his cock. Over and over again, she'd moved her body up and down, savouring the feeling of every inch of her pussy's journey along the length of his shaft.
They rolled back and Brian had began fucking her with ever more intensity. As she relived the scene in her mind she could almost feel his cock plunging in and out like a piston, their hips marking time together meeting each thrust just as they had on that evening years before.
"Go on!" Mandy had cried. "Harder, harder! Fuck me harder! Don't stop. Please don't stop. Fuck me! Go on, fuck me! Fuck meeee!!" The memory of her urgent pleading was faintly embarrassing.
Sweat had dripped off Brian's face as he ground his cock into her. "Mandy, oh Mandy," he'd sighed as his body began to tremble. Coming together, Mandy had pulled him close and held him tight as he'd released his load inside her.
Awaking from her reverie, Mandy found herself standing alone with Brian at the edge of the woods that bounded the park. As more memories intruded, recalling the times that they'd enjoyed each other's company not far from this spot, she looked at Brian and saw him smiling at her, knowing that he too shared memories of these woods, a popular spot for lovers in their day. Mandy hadn't ventured into them in years. "If I remember correctly, the path down to the river starts just over there," Brian said with a knowing smile. "Fancy taking a walk along the river for old times sake?"
