Y was standing there when I opened the door, a few bags and suitcases next to her.
"Can I come in?"
"Of course you can. How did you even find me? We haven't seen each other in two years."
"I asked around. I've been thinking about you every day since you left the office,""
Y was perfect. Standing barely 5'4", maybe 100 pounds on a bad day. Longer legs than you'd think for someone that short that led to thick hips surrounding an amazingly tight ass. Short black hair, just long enough in front for her to hide behind when she wanted to. Large brown eyes that swallowed me whole every time.
When we worked together, there would be entire days where she would make sure I was watching her every minute as she walked through the office. Intentionally bending over to empty the dishwasher in the break room when I was refilling my coffee or leaning over my desk to make sure I got a good view of her barely there tits, not even an A cup, just thick nipples and the tiniest bumps of flesh underneath that I couldn't wait to bite. She was absolute perfection and she knew the effect she had on me. It didn't hurt that she was hilarious and smarter than me. She had me laughing almost as much as she had me drooling with lust.
She was the only part of that job that I missed when I left. A few weeks after I split she started texting me. Innocently at first, just checking/seeing how I was doing kind of things, until one day she admitted that she had been dreaming about me. And then she opened the gates and let it all out. Y told me about how she used to wear thigh highs because she liked to think about my hands running up and down them or how she would look for excuses to talk to me during the day just to watch me try and keep my eyes on her face and not her amazing body.
Eventually the messages turned more graphic, telling me things like how she wanted to choke herself on my cock until she passed out or managed to take me all the way. One night I woke up to naked pictures of her in the bath. In one she had spread her pussy wide open, fingers pulling apart her delicious puffy lips, revealing the pink deep inside. Another showed her ass, tied up with thick nylon straps. I jerked off three times before I feel back asleep, dreaming of her sitting on my face, smothering me with one of the most perfect pussies I've ever seen.
We never met in person. She was in a relationship with some asshole. I knew she would never cheat on him, partially out of a sense that she should be faithful, partially out of fear of what he might do. Eventually the messages tapered off, and we had fallen out of touch. I also knew that if I ever had the chance I would absolutely punish her for all the teasing.
She came in the door. I grabbed her bags, pulled them inside. I locked the door behind me and turned around to find her standing in front of me completely naked. She laughed when my tongue hit the floor.
"I left that piece of shit six months ago. He hit me once when he was drunk. I waited for him to pass out and then I took a baseball bat to his legs." Y had a fire that burned bright, not a woman you would want to mess with.
"For the last six months, you're the only person I have been able to think about. I have never wanted anyone the way I want you. Despite how filthy our flirting got, you were always respectful and you never made me feel unsafe. You are the only person I have ever sent messages and photos to like that."
"I've been living alone, trying to decide what I want in my life. I found a new job, rented a furnished apartment, but something was still missing. After the first month or so, I started dreaming about you every night and I knew that I had to find you. I just broke my lease, everything I own is in those bags, I don't want to be anywhere else"
She leapt into my arms and wrapped her legs around me, squeezing me so tight I could barely breath. I couldn't believe she was in my house, let alone naked and telling me she wanted me.
Her hot breath on my ear as she whispered "I belong to you" was more than enough for steam to start shooting out of my skull.
She started sucking on my ear, nibbling her way down my neck, and back over to my lips, biting me with just enough force to make it hurt and so she could taste just a little bit of my blood. I'm sure the neighbors heard me groan before she shoved her tongue down my throat.
My hands were digging into her ass, holding her up. I knew she worked out, but I couldn't believe how muscular her ass was, with just enough fleshiness for my fingers to sink in just a bit.
I carried her into the bedroom and threw her on the bed. I was undressed before I even had time to think about it.
Y pushed me on my back and lifted my legs. She immediately started eating my ass, like she was trying to suck my soul out. Her right hand wrapped around my cock, slowly jerking me off. She pulled away just enough to put her other fingers in her mouth. She covered them in her spit and then shoved two up my ass. Between her hand on my cock, her tongue on my balls, and the fingers rubbing my prostate, she nearly had me cumming in two minutes. Even as a teen I wouldn't never get off that fast.
I stopped her right when I was on the edge. I wasn't going to be the first one to cum. I was going to make sure that that whatever happened tonight, Y would have the best night of her life before I even thought about getting off. She deserved to be worshipped like the goddess that she was.
I slid off the bed, sitting on the floor with my back against the mattress. I reached up, found her legs, and pulled her over the edge so her feet were on either side of me and her beautiful pussy was right where I needed it to be, just in front of my face.
Her slit was dripping. She smelled so good. I inhaled her scent, rubbing my nose up and down, making sure I rubbed her pussy all over my face. I wanted to be covered in her scent for days afterwards. I slowly licked up all the pre-cum gushing out of her, starting at the bottom and slowly working my way up to the top, inhaling her clit when I got there.