My experience at our first high school class reunion has me already looking forward to the next one. I had been apprehension about what it would be like not having seen most of my former classmates for ten years. Within a few hours being there the apprehensions were gone.
My twin brother whose is single and I elected to go together since it was a four hour drive. To cut expenses we also agreed to share a hotel room with two standard size beds assuming we would not spend much time using them, anyway. The room was a mini suite with the bedroom off to itself with a small living room with sofa, chair, tables and TV.
Kenny is 27, standing at six foot one, blond hair with blue eyes and with a fantastic form at one hundred and ninety five. He works at it a lot to keep the abs looking good.
I'm Cary with same eye and hair coloring. We are of Scandinavian descent. I'm five foot six weigh one hundred and eighteen pounds with a figure that guys stare at for a few seconds when first seeing it. I am single also.
We arrived at the hotel, checked in and then headed to the hotel's ballroom where the reunion festivities were to take place. The schedule was a two hour reception before a buffet dinner followed by a small business session and then the evening was open. There was a band for those desiring to shake it a little for the remainder of the night.
Kenny and I soon split after connecting with close friends we had in high school.
We graduated in a class of four hundred.
A sign on a table indicated two hundred and fifty had registered by mail and paid for the dinner. The bar was cash only.
Out of eight close girl friends that showed, four of us were single, two married and two engaged.
We managed to arrange a table for twelve of us.
Before sitting down to eat a guy who took my cherry in high school introduced himself. I did not recognize him because he had gone partially bald and gained fifty plus pounds. He had a nice head of black hair in high school. His name was Gary. He was not in many of my classes but we connected at a high school dance at the time by me spilling punch on him while trying to take a bite from a pizza slice.
Gary asked for a dance later and I promised him I would save one for him. Gary was married with one child two years old and his wife two weeks away from producing their second.
Jumping forward:
When Gary and I were dancing the 3rd or 4th time together to a slow snuggling dance, Gary whispered, "Cary is there any chance we could get it on later? I have not had sex in three weeks and seeing you is bringing back pleasant memories. God I'm so horny for you."
I replied, "Sure Gary that would be fun for old times. When I am ready to go to the room I will pick you up."
I received when of the tightest hugs ever and heard, "Thanks Cary, awesome."
The drinks must have been working because I had no guilt feelings knowing I was helping him cheat on his wife. I just remember awesome orgasms from him. He had a huge cock in high school.
Later I found Kenny, told him what was going to happen and to give me some privacy if Gary was still there making love to me.
When Gary and I danced again I asked him to come to my room twenty minutes after I left. I decided that would give me sufficient time to freshen up.
Gary was punctual. I was in a hotel white terry cloth robe with nothing underneath to interfere with getting it on when the time was right.
Gary was smiling when I opened the door. He was also showing a tent forming in the front of his trousers. Since Gary was dressed I decided to be aggressive and send the message that I desired to be fucked by his hidden lady pleaser.
I pushed him back against the door, threw my arms around his neck and planted a kiss on his lips immediately. His arms went around me, pulling me tight to him. His warm hands soon found the globes of my butt. I smiled internally as his hardening cock was pressing into my stomach. We got into the mood like we did when we were teenagers.
While kissing passionately my hands were busy undoing his tie, unbuttoning his shirt, opening his belt, lowering the zipper slowly so there would not be any damage to the goods and reaching in to play with the cock that would soon be making me sail.
He returned the favor by opening my robe and letting his hands roam over my body intensifying my desire for him. God they felt so good. I was already feeling fluids flowing down my inner thighs from the anticipation of us being locked together in bed making each other feel good like we did twelve years earlier.
I broke the kiss, lowered my eyes, then worked on the trousers and slowly lowered them and being careful when I slid Gary's briefs down over his ridged cock. It looked larger than I remembered.
I was kneeling on the floor and staring at the rigid cock right in front of me as his trousers and briefs dropped below his knees to the floor.
I took my left hand and circled the pole as I sucked in one nut into my mouth. His scrotum was hairless and he had used an after shave on it which did not taste too bad.
He moaned and mumbled, "God Cary you have not lost your technique. I regret my wife doesn't like to do that, Mmmmm...mmmmm."
I wanted a good rump in the bed and figured I'd better blow him so he would last longer once we got into serious love making.
I dropped his ball and wrapped my warm wet lips over the cockhead. I listened to the groan which turned me on. I then continue to take as much of his meat as my mouth could and began to boob my head up and down.
Gary placed his hands on the top of my head and began some hip thrusting on his own. The slurping sounds were turning me on as well as the aroma from my leaking juices.
I used my middle finger of my right hand to massage my blood filled, hard clit as I was blowing Gary. The pace gradually picked up as well as the moans.
I used my other free hand to massage his balls, knowing when they lifted he would fire. That gave me a few seconds to prepare.
Soon the Gary's balls lifted, he tensed, growled with his cock harder than I remembered. If flexed and flexed; shooting lots of man juice down my throat. It hit hard. He sure had saved it for someone.
I moaned on his pulsating cock as he unloaded his saved semen to add to his enjoyment. The moans were the result of an orgasm surging through me from my fingering myself as I was blowing him.
I let the cock drop from my mouth when it had become partially flaccid.
Before doing that he had stripped his shirt and tie. I help him out of his shoes and pants. He offered to help me off the floor and our mouths met in hot exchange of lusting.
When we broke the kiss for air, I heard, "My turn to treat you."
He picked me up and carried me towards the bedroom. Seeing the two beds he asked, "Which bed?"
I responded with, "The one with the covers down."
Gary lowered me gently to the bed with my legs dangling over the edge.
In a flash Gary was kneeling on the floor and parted my knees. His eyes were looking directly at my bald honey pot.
Gary began to lick softly with his warm wet tongue. When we were teenagers it was wham-bam but he has matured so it appeared. Gary started at the knees and gradually was working his way up to the honey pot, alternating between thighs. Feeling his hot tongue moving along my inner thighs, caused me to let out with moans of pleasure sending the message I was enjoying it.
I was thankful I blew him earlier because he was taking his time with licking my inner thighs which increased my arousal. I knew when he got to the clit I would explode even without a cock in me.
I began to drift into dreamland as I mauled my breast with my free hands.
I could feel his warm breath as he neared closer to his target. When he neared the honey pot he began fast flicking his tongue over the lips and slowly ever so slowly inched to the hard clit. I knew when he touched it I was going to unleash a river of juices.
When it hit me I lifted my feet to the bed for some leverage, pulled his love juice coated face harder into my pussy, thrashed from side to side as wave after wave of pleasure kept surging through my body. I had to push Gary off when my clit could not take any more.
He then leaned in and slurped the juices flowing from my hot honey hole and used his tongue to reach deep for more.
When I calmed some I said, "Fuck me Gary, God fuck me hard. I want to feel that awesome cock of yours again in my pussy making me see stars like you did when we were in high school."
I heard, "On your knees Cary, my cock wants to wake up that hot box like it used to do."
Weakly I sat up, took the head of his cock into my mouth, gave a few sucks, tasting the pre-cum already there and then on my knees at the edge of the bed so he could stand on the floor and send me to dreamland.
