The Reawaening

"Damn you! Why did you have to come back to my life?" Lily asked as she sat down.

"Ummm, you called me first," I reminded her.

A couple of weeks ago. My phone buzzed with a number that looked familiar, but I didn't recognize so I let it to go to voicemail. When I opened up the voicemail. When I listened to the voicemail, it was Lily's voice telling me that she needed to speak with me.

I hadn't spoken to Lily, or even thought about her in at least 4 or 5 years. We had a very brief, very hot relationship that ended because she was drinking too much and more often than not she was not a happy, fun drunk.

She told me that she had quit drinking, so we met at a Starbucks. She was still a beautiful woman. A short, curvy Latina with curly, shoulder length hair, she had a bright, beautiful smile and thicker, puffy lips. As we spoke, she told me about her sobriety, and that she was now engaged to the pastor of her church who helped her quit drinking.

She then told me that I had popped into her thoughts recently, and then into her dreams. She told me that hopefully seeing me would get me out of her system and she could "get back to being normal again."

I didn't say much as I pondered what she said, and then she stood up and said that she had to go. She hugged me briefly and then left, and I watched her cute little ass, now clad in a much more conservative skirt than she used to wear, walk out the door.

"I don't know what you did, or how you did it, but I can't get you out of my mind!" she was saying to me now. "I have dreams about you! Sexual dreams!"

"Well, the sex WAS hot!" I reminded her.

"I know! I remember!" she hissed back at me. "I was making love with my fiance the other night and I saw your face instead of his! I almost said your name!"

"It's not funny!" she almost yelled at me when I smiled.

"Yeah, it kinda is," I replied. "But if I'm already invading your thoughts, how is seeing me again going to help you?"

Lily looked at me and picked up her coffee. "Damn, I wish this was tequila right now," she said as she took a drink.

Looking at me, she said, "If you laugh at me I swear I will kill you."

"I don't think God, or your fiance, would like that very much," I replied sarcastically.

Lily glared at me for a second before continuing. "I prayed to God one night for help with my thoughts about you. He told me ..."

"He told me to see you. To 'be with' you."

I looked at Lily silently for a couple of seconds, reading her expression. She looked back at me with a poker face.

"God came to you in a dream and told you that the only way to get me out of your head was to 'be with' me?" She looked back with raised eyebrows.

"And by 'be with' me, he means ..."

"Kurt, don't be stupid! You know exactly what it means!" she replied.

"Well, I don't see how making love with me is going to get me out of your mind," I told her, "but who am I to argue with His will?"

"No, we aren't going to make love," she said, "and quit the sarcasm. I don't love you anymore. I need you to fuck me. He said that I was never as much of a slut as I was when I was with you. If I allow you to use me like a slut again I will quickly repent and be done with you and those days."

It took all of my energy not to laugh. If it had been anyone else from my past I probably would have, but Lily was a wildcat sexually, and another chance to play with her was hard to turn down. Especially knowing that she was engaged to a minister.

"So how do you want to do this?" I asked her. "I'm going to assume that going to your house is out of the question."

"Yes. And I don't want to go to your place either. We will do it like we did when I was a drunken slut. We will start in my car," she said. I was truly starting to believe that she was getting off on calling herself a slut. I don't think I had ever heard her use that word that much.

When I first met Lily I teased her about driving a "soccer mom van." Then I found out that she loved to play and fuck in the back and I didn't laugh anymore. Actually, I learned very quickly that there wasn't any place that Lily didn't like to fuck. Especially after she had had a couple of drinks. I also started thinking about how she had said that we would "start" in her car.

I looked at her without saying anything for a few seconds. "Come on Lily. This has to be some kind of weird joke," I said.

Lily glared back at me with a look that I was familiar with. She was a fiery little Latina with a nasty temper. "Do I look like I'm joking?" she hissed.

"Ok. Where and when do you want to meet?" I asked a few seconds later.

"Tonight at the nature preserve. Nine o'clock," she replied immediately. She had been thinking about this.

"Ok. I'll be there," I told her. "I'll be prepared to fuck the slutty thoughts out of you."

Lily then picked up her coffee and left. The added extra sway to her ass may have been subconscious, but it was there, and I wasn't the only one that noticed it.

I pulled into the parking lot of the nature preserve that night and saw that Lily's van was already there, parked towards the back. I drove towards her and parked next to the side door. I heard her doors unlock as I stepped out of my car, so I closed my door and stepped into her van.

Lily was sitting in the back row, dimly lit by her phone. As I sat next to her, I saw that she was dressed like she used to for our meetings. She was wearing a thin, sheer blouse and a short skirt with a pair of low heels. Even in the dim light it was obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra, as her dark areola were visible through her blouse. I slowly looked her up and down as I sat next to her and I watched her long nipples harden and make tents in her blouse.

"Hi," I said as I looked her up and down.

"Hi," she replied softly, looking down.

"You look very hot," I told her. "Very sexy."

"Thank you."

"You left the house like that?" I asked her. "What did the preacher say about that?"

"No, I changed in the car when I got here," she answered. "Don't talk about him."

I reached up and went to kiss her but she pushed me away. "No! I can't! It wouldn't be right kissing you!" she said.

"But fucking me is acceptable?" I asked as I wrapped my fingers lightly around her throat. "Listen to me, you little slut! You know you want it! You know you love it and how much it gets you going! This isn't an 'I love you kiss,' it's an 'I'm getting ready to fuck your brains out' kiss!"

"Yes. Ok," she replied meekly. Lydia had always had a bit of a submissive side and loved it when I "manhandled" her. She loved to be choked when I was fucking her, something I didn't understand, but it made her cum hard, so I did it. In fact, when I fulfilled one of her deepest fantasies by "sneaking into" her house, tying her up, blindfolding her and "raping" her, including anally, she squirted and passed out.

I reached a hand up behind her head and tightly grabbed a handful of her hair. She gasped as I pulled her towards me and I mashed my lips against hers. As much as she tried to keep it a closed-lipped, chaste kiss, Lily soon gave in, moaning deeply as her lips separated and our tongue clashed.

It wasn't long before she was moaning into my mouth and holding me tight. I released her hair and slid my hand down her back as my other hand slowly slid up her thigh. She gasped softly when she felt my fingertips slide under the hem of her skirt, and then back out to continue up her body just as her legs started to open.

I felt a hitch in her breath as my hand gently slid over her breast. She gasped and moaned loudly when I pinched her hard nipple and she kissed me harder. I played with her breasts and nipples for a few minutes, teasing her with kisses and nibbles that I knew were driving her crazy. Then I slid my hand back down and under her skirt. She whimpered as my fingertips slid up the soft skin of her inner thigh and her legs opened wider.

My hand slid higher and I soon felt the heat radiating from her before I felt her soft pubic hair. As I expected, Lily wasn't wearing panties. She never did.

"I'm sorry I couldn't shave or even trim," she said, pulling away slightly. "He would notice that too easily."

"No worries," I replied. "I see that you're still not wearing panties though."

"No, I normally do now. I just took them off tonight. He says a preacher's wife should dress appropriately." It took a lot of energy not to laugh at the entire situation as I slid my fingers up and down her soaking slit, listening to her moan.

I reached my fingers a little higher and gave her clit a pinch, making her squeal before pulling my hand out from under her skirt. "Mmmm! Just as tasty as I remember!" I said as I sucked her juices from my fingers. I could see her blush even in the poor lighting as she remembered my "magical tongue," as she called it.

"Oh please!" she gasped as I started playing with her clit again. "I need to feel your tongue!"

"You want me to eat your hot little pussy?" I asked as I pinched her clit.

"Yesss!" she hissed. "Please!"

"You want to cum all over my face?" I slid two fingers deep inside her and then back out, spreading more of her flowing juices around.

"Oh god yes! Please baby!" she whined. I knew then that I had her, and that this was not going to be a one-time thing.

"Then earn it like a good little slut!" I told her as I pulled my fingers from her pussy and stuffed them into her mouth. Lily moaned and sucked my fingers clean. She then slid off the seat and knelt on the floor between my legs.

Lily looked up at me and then down at my bulging shorts. She slowly exhaled as she slid her fingers up and down my shaft and I heard her whisper, "So much bigger!"

"What was that, slut?" I asked her.

"I said you're so much bigger than my fiancé," she whispered.

"Have you been with him so long you're afraid of me?" I asked her. "Or have you forgotten what to do with it?" I was trying to push her as far as I could.

"No," she replied angrily, looking up at me. "I know what I'm doing!"

"Then quit stalling and prove it!" I growled at her.

Glaring at me, Lily reached up and started opening my shorts. I raised my ass so she could pull them down and then sat back. I watched as she wrapped her fingers around my shaft and slowly stroked it. After a couple of minutes she looked back at me and leaned down, slowly sliding her plump lips down my length.

"Oh damn!" I moaned, feeling her lips and tongue working on me. "I almost forgot how good you are!"

Lily moaned in response and intensified her efforts. She hadn't lost a thing as far as her oral talents went and I had to pull her off after a few minutes. She looked at me, disappointed and said "Since when don't you want to cum in my mouth? I'll swallow it all!"

"Not this time," I told her. "Tonight I'm going to treat you like a true slut, and send you home to your fiance with my cum dripping from your well-used pussy!"

Lily gasped and looked at me. "Get your ass up here," I said as I slid over. She quickly got up and laid back on the bench seat, her legs wide open, showing me her shiny pussy. I looked at her, my eyes slowly going up her body. "If you ever want to wear that blouse again I suggest you open it," I told her as I leaned forward and kissed her inner thigh. "Although I bet the Padre has never seen it "

Lily moaned loudly as she felt my tongue touch her tight little asshole and then slowly slide up through her wetness to her clit. She quickly unbuttoned her blouse and opened it, exposing her breasts. With her legs over my shoulders, I began licking and sucking on her clit while I reached up and cupped her heaving breasts.

I wrapped my lips around her thick, hard little bud and sucked hard on it at the same time that I began pinching and pulling on her nipples. She yelped and her hands flew up and covered mine. She soon started making little yipping noises that told me that her orgasm was rushing up on her at the same time that she tried pulling my fingers off of her nipples.

I thought I had detected the faint taste of tequila on her lips when I first kissed her, and the fact that her nipples were so sensitive told me that she had had a couple of shots before we met. She was going all the way back to her slutty days!

I reached a finger up and started playing with her wet opening, and I soon heard the sound of two sharp, high-pitched intakes of breath, a telltale sign that she was about to cum, and cum big. I immediately pulled back and straightened up, hearing a loud, disappointed moan from her.

I took my shaft in my hand and dick-slapped her swollen clit, making her yelp and her body jump, and then I slid the head down and lined it up with her seeping hole. She looked at me with wide eyes and I gave her a wicked smile just before I slid my entire length deep inside her.

Lily yelled and I moaned as her pussy walls hugged my cock. "Damn, you're so fucking tight!" I moaned, buried inside her.

"That's because you're so fucking thick!" she hissed back at me through gritted teeth.

I didn't move for a few seconds, letting her get used to me again. I soon heard her moan softly and she started moving her hips, so I slowly pulled back and then back in. Lily moaned again and reached her hands down to my hips to pull me in.

I took that as a sign and started fucking her. She was right. This was not love making. This was fucking. Sex for the sake of sex. Use each other for our own pleasure, fucking. I started going harder and faster, and she grabbed onto my forearms, squeezing them.

"Yes! Fuck me! Fuck the slut out of me!" she hissed at me.

On top of the fact that I hadn't gotten laid in a while, I was extremely worked up at the whole situation and I knew I wasn't going to last too much longer. I remembered one of Lily's big kinks and reached my hand up to her throat. I wrapped my fingers around it and started squeezing gently as her eyes got big and she started pumping her hips up at me harder.

"Oh shit!" she gasped as she squeezed my wrist and pulled my hand down harder. "I'm going to cum! Fuck me! Choke me!"

I squeezed harder, just allowing her enough oxygen to breathe, as I pounded into her. Lily squeaked out a scream and she came, clamping down on my cock and squirting all over me. The additional tightness of her pussy walls was all it took to take me over the edge.

"Oh shit!" I bellowed as I slammed my hips forward and buried myself into her. I felt my cock explode and start spewing my pent-up load deep inside her as her body shook through her orgasm.

Eventually we both caught our breath and I turned to collapse onto the seat. I looked at Lily and took in the sight of her breasts rising and falling, my creampie starting to leak out of her, and a huge wet spot on the seat. "Oh my gosh!" she breathed.

She sat up and looked at me. "Do you want me to clean you?" she asked softly.

"A good girl wouldn't even ask that," I told her. I remembered that she got turned on even more when I called her a little girl after treating her roughly.

Without another word, she slid off the seat and knelt between my legs on the floor. She took my slowly deflating shaft in her hand and held it, wrapping her lips around it and slowly sliding them down. She sucked and licked me, cleaning our combined juices off of me.

Surprisingly, I soon felt my shaft start to thicken again. Lily moaned and started bobbing her head up and down my cock. "Oh yeah! That's a good little girl!" I growled as I grabbed a handful of her hair.

Lily moaned louder and started stroking my pole faster. After a few minutes I held her head tightly and thrust my hips up at her face. With another, louder growl I came into her mouth. She moaned and swallowed, and when I released her head she leaned back and smiled at me. She then opened her mouth, showing me that she swallowed it all.

"That's my good, slutty little girl," I told her as I lightly stroked her cheek.

I pulled my pants back on and started to leave Lily and her van. "If that didn't fuck the slut out of you, you know how to get ahold of me " I said as I opened the door and stepped out.