My ex-girlfriend Rainbow was the most beautiful girl I'd ever met. God help me for ever losing her. We were so in love...
The first thing that struck me about her was her shining face; it stood out in a crowd. To me, it stood out among all the girls in the world. Her full, perfect lips would smile, her eyes would eclipse, and all my worries would eclipse with them. Before we got together, I would steel my glances of her whenever I could not wanting to stare at her like a creep, though stare at her all day long is what I'd really longed to do.
Eventually, after 3 years (a tale unto itself) she was finally mine. I could not believe it as I held her in my arms, my grateful lips tasting of hers. She was my angel.
Her personality aside (which was in such perfect harmony with my own that it left me breathlessly enraptured) allow me to describe her physical beauty: she had light skin, flecked with tiny brown beauty-marks here and there, a cascading, ass-length mane of thick, light-blonde hair, broad, slender shoulders, ample triple-D tits, an hourglass-figure, a thin, wasp-waist, flat, slender belly, a fairly huge, sizeable ass, and long, pale, shapely, legs. Her pussy, plump and flawlessly waxed completely smooth, would flow like a little stream at the merest touch of my fingers or tongue, so much were we into each other and in love.
Her (waxed) asshole, she eventually learned to relax enough to allow me to fuck hard and deep with my thick, grateful, ten-inch cock. We made love at all hours of the day and night, anyplace we could. I can still remember her beautiful orgasms, her pussy spasming tightly around my aching cock, gushing her hot juices out upon us, before I'd pull out and cum all over her beautiful body, or she'd suck my dick fast and lovingly, drinking my fresh cum straight down her throat like a slutty cum-vacuum.
Sometimes she'd oil herself up and look like the Goddess of Love, and we'd fuck all night till the sun came up. I can still hear the slapping of my shaved balls against her sweaty, wet, oiled mons, my hips slamming up against her perfect, big, quivering, fleshy ass-cheeks, and her ample tits as they slapped against one and other as I fucked her from behind, now up one hole, then up the other.
If I were having a bad day, or even if I wasn't, she'd kneel before me and free my cock just inside the door when I got home and give me head, sucking my shaft until I came, and drinking down all the cum from my grateful, spurting balls.
We'd shower together, and of course always wind up fucking like bunnies beneath the steaming water. I can still see the image of my grateful, veiny shaft sliding deep in and out of her smooth, hot, soft, wet cunt, her long, pale, shapely leg slung up over my shoulder and her big tits flopping to and fro with my hard thrusts up inside of her tight snatch. Oh, to kiss her again, to grip her big oily tits and sizable ass once more, to hold her oily wasp-waist as I fuck her cock-holes: her deep, soft pussy, her welcoming hot, wet mouth, and her hot, tight asshole, to fuck my sexy angel once more... I can still feel her hot mouth sucking on my balls as she would jerk my shaft which would be lubed up with her own pussy-juices, see her perfect ass backing up onto my shaft, taking its entire length up her hot, tight, glistening, oiled shitter, and urging me to, 'Fuck me! Oh yes, fuck me! Fuck my ass, lover!' I can still hear her moans of pleasure as we'd fuck...
All other girls have paled in the shadow of her memory. I'm a broken man now. There's nothing of flesh left in this world for me now, having once already had the most beautiful of all. Yet I jerk-off, not daring to even dream of my sacred Love lest I defile her sacred memory, over some picture of some anonymous girl's ass or other, that I know could never even hope to compare to my lost, beloved Rainbow.
Such were my thoughts as I got home, tossing my keys up onto the frige as I always did. I'd been at work all day, and had stopped at the mall on the way home to get groceries, some new clothes that I'd needed, and a porno for the evening. I showered and slipped into a new pair of boxers I'd just bought, when suddenly- WHOOSH!
I felt like I was flying through the sky in a blizzard, and then- WHAM! I landed on a soft bed. My vision slowly adjusted to the light, and I realized I was in my room... of 15 years ago! It was just like when I was living with Rainbow, and then to my astonishment I heard her voice singing from the bathroom! I looked down at my new boxers incredulously, and realization hit me like a bolt of lightning: 'They must be time-boxers!!!'
A stupid grin spread across my face and my dick began to instantly rise as I anticipated my naked angel coming back from the shower to join me in bed. I stroked my shaft and wondered if it were really happening.
In a short time Rainbow opened the door. She was completely naked. She looked amazing! and horny...
"Got myself waxed today, sweetie. Wanna take a look?" she teased, brushing her fingers along her bald pussy.
"Yes I do, baby," I managed.
