It was our grandmother's passing that brought me back together with Corinne after over ten years. A lot had happened since the first time we'd had sex when she was still in college. She and her roommate, Mena, had graduated, we'd both married and both moved out of state. Corinne, however, had also divorced and moved back to our home state. I'd lost track of Mena shortly after they'd graduated.
When Grandmom died, I had about a-day-and-a-half to get things in order before I had to jump on a plane. During that time, I got a message from Corinne inviting me to stay at her place while I was in town. I assumed that her hospitality was partly because she had recently purchased a new townhouse and partly because my parents' house had become famously filthy in the years since I'd moved out. I doubted she had anything else on her mind, given the circumstances of my visit, but in the back of my mind I'm sure I was hoping that something would happen.
Because she lived close to her parents and to Grandmom's house, Corinne was swamped with helping to get things arranged and organized. I had insisted she not worry about me and said I'd just see her at the church the night I arrived. When I finally saw her, I had to just stand there and take her in for a moment. She'd grown up so much -- her hair was shorter and her sense of style was much more mature. When she finally noticed me, we hugged for a long time and it felt good not only to have her in my arms, but to be in hers as well. We sat together in the church, along with the rest of the family, then parted ways to circulate during the reception after the service. When the night was finally over, we jumped into my rental and she navigated the way to her new place.
I hauled my suitcase in and she gave me a quick tour, ending upstairs where her bedroom and a guestroom were located.
"I didn't want to take anything for granted," she told me, "but I want you to know that you are welcome to sleep in either bed." I looked into her eyes and could see what she was hoping I would do, which was the same thing I wanted to do anyway. I picked up my suitcase and carried it into her bedroom. Setting it down, I turned to her as she entered the room and opened my arms. She came to me, putting her arms around my neck, and we began to make out passionately. My hands went from her waist to her ass, firmly gripping her cheeks and pulling her against the growing bulge in my suit pants. My hands soon moved between us to fondle her large breasts through her white blouse. I unbuttoned her blouse and unclasped her bra, freeing her tits, which I caressed with both hands. Her nipples were hard against my palms but her breasts were soft and her skin smooth. I wanted to suck them, but didn't feel that it had to be right away, so I slid my hands around to the small of her back, where her black skirt was fastened. I unfastened and unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to the floor and, once she had stepped out of it and kicked it aside, I broke off our kiss and dropped to my knees.
Corinne was wearing black panties under her skirt, which I soon began to work down over her hips. As her bush came into view, I smiled, remembering my love for the golden fleece that covered her pussy. I helped her step out of her panties, then, after tossing them aside, leaned in and ran my tongue up her slit. Her hands went immediately to my head, holding me against her pussy as I began licking and sucking her clit. Everything that she liked quickly came back to me and I soon had two fingers pumping in and out of her slick hole while my tongue continued to work on her clit. I decided to be patient with the ultimate stimulation and build her up a little first before applying it. I kept at her pussy with my tongue and two fingers, listening to her cries of pleasure, my free hand for the moment gripping her ass. Slowly, I worked the fingertips of the hand on her ass closer to her ass crack and down between her cheeks. I had discovered early on her fondness for anal stimulation and remembered that it always put her over the top. I encountered her anus and gently rubbed it with my fingertip, feeling an immediate response. The fingers of my other hand were completely lubed up from sliding in and out of her pussy, so in a quick move, I slipped them free, moved my other hand and plunged the lubricated middle finger into her ass. Corinne cried out in pleasure and immediately began to shudder as her orgasm washed over her. I kept fingering her ass and licking her clit until she settled down, then pulled my finger free and stood up.
"You always knew just how to take care of me," she recalled before jamming her tongue into my mouth again. I picked her up, her arms around my neck and her legs wrapping around my waist, and carried her to the middle of the bed. I lay her down and immediately opened my pants, pushing them down along with my underwear to free my rigid cock. Lying on top of her, I guided my cock into her waiting pussy, pushing until I was completely embedded. We started making out again as I commenced fucking her. Her pussy was as amazing as I remembered it and I started out with long, slow strokes to prolong the pleasure. As I fucked her, I'd occasionally come up for air from making out and gently kiss her neck or lightly tongue her ear before pushing my tongue back into her mouth. Corinne raised her hips to meet my incoming thrusts and, the longer I fucked her, the faster I fucked her. She was crying out with pleasure as I pushed into her over and over, my orgasm slowly building.
I was sweating inside my suit as the warm, moist feel of her pussy drew my orgasm closer and closer and her hot breath passed over my ear. I tasted the saltiness of her neck, thrusting harder and faster, the pleasure continuing to build. Finally, my cock swelled within her confines, all of the blood and nerve endings in my body seeming to concentrate there, and I came in a torrent with a cry of relief. I pushed into her a few more times, emptying my balls into her, then collapsed on top of her. When Corinne finally caught her breath, she whispered, "I missed you."
