Night At The Cabin 1

"The Cabin "

Six years had passed since Cleo last saw Kerry--at least in person. They had liked each other in high school, but the timing had never been right. Life happened. College, jobs, distance. Now, after a promotion and a move back to her hometown, Cleo couldn't deny the whisper of hope that maybe this reunion could offer more than old memories.

Kerry still lived nearby, so when Cleo offered her a ride to the ten-year reunion dinner, it felt natural--easy. Comfortable in a way only old connections could be. They laughed about high school drama and tried to ignore the undercurrent of something that had once almost been. Cleo was tall and her fashion style had matured into official wear since she was into the cooperate world. She had worn a white t-shirt and official pants and white sneakers, her feminine features almost undetectable. Kerry on the other side had a short dinner dress and her thighs were succulent and inviting. Cleo stealing glances at her naturally round boobs and her lips that appeared glossy and wet. Halfway there, the rain came down--fast and fierce--and the car slid, then jolted with a sickening thump. Flat tire.

They tried everything. The spare was useless, and both their phones kept losing signal. The storm turned brutal, sheets of rain hammering the car. That's when Cleo remembered the old family cabin just a few minutes' walk off the road. She had the key. It wasn't far. They had both had sleep overs at the cabin before especially during their camping trips back in high school.

By the time they reached it they were both soaked and shivering, the tension had turned to laughter--maybe even relief. Inside, Cleo found old flannel shirts and sweatpants, and they changed into dry clothes. The both completely stripped in front of each other and their eyes were on each others bodies. Cleo felt her pussy throb as she was immediately aroused be Kerry's curves. She observed that Kerry had squeezable breasts and an ass that was begging to be slapped or even spread open. "Why are you acting like you've never seen me naked before? Does this bring memories from our sleep overs?"

Cleo wanted to bury her head between Kerry's thighs, something she had secretly desired for a long time. After they were both changed. They huddled close, drinking hot chocolate that Cleo made in the Kitchen. The warmth crept in slowly, the fire crackling between them. The air thickened--not just from heat but from everything unspoken over the years. Kerry looked at her across the flickering firelight and said, softly, "I used to hope you'd ask me out back then. Every day."

Cleo's heart thudded. "I thought about it every day," she admitted. "I just... thought this was not the traditional type of relationship...and...I...don't know how you feel about that?."

"You really don't know what I Like? I've been obviously teasing you through the whole ride and was hoping that you will kiss me or something."

They leaned in, hesitantly at first, then with six years of waiting pressing them closer. Kisses turned into touches, gentle and sure, like rediscovering something they always wanted to. That night, wrapped in each other under wool blankets, they didn't talk about the reunion or the storm. Just the here. Just the now.

Kerry lifted her right leg and took Cleo's hand then directed it to her her now wet pussy. With her hand on top of Cleo's she slowly help Cleo rub her pussy then let out a soft moan. Cleo didn't waste any time sliding in two of her fingers into the warm pussy, making her moan even more loudly. Kerry was already swinging her hips to the rhythm between her legs and it was almost as if she was begging for more.

Cleo pushed her tongue into Kerry's mouth kissing her as she started pumping her fingers in and out of my her pussy. with the other hand Cleo grabbed Kerry's breast and squeezed it so hard that Kerry let out another soft moan. "Can I sit on your face baby? " Kerry shyly asked. Immediately Cleo dropped to the floor and lay there waiting for Kerry to sit on her. Kerry slowly sat on Cleo's face and felt Cleo's lips welcoming her with wet kisses. Her hips started moving in circles ravaging Cleo's faces and she felt a sweet surge through her body.

Cleo pushed Kerry's pussy deeper into her face fucking her both with her tongue and nose. Her hands helping Kerry to move her hips from front to back. Kerry started shaking and calling out to Cleo as she had her orgasm.

Kerry slowly stood up and Cleo asked her to get on the floor and that it was her turn to ride her off. Cleo removed her pants and spread her legs between Kerry's and their pussies touched and they started grinding and rubbing against each other. Cleo would also push her asshole to meet with Kerry's pussy and they both were talking dirty and moaning hard. Cleo couldn't hold back any more. Her hips started moving faster after the softness of Kerry's pussy on hers she reached out grabbed Kerry neck and kissed her as she was grinding her down they both came at the same time and lay on the floor for a minute before falling asleep next to each other.

When morning came, the rain had stopped, and sunlight filtered through the trees.

"I'm glad we never made it to the party," Kerry said with a sleepy smile.

Cleo, running her fingers through Kerry's hair, smiled back. "Yeah. We found something better."