August 29, 1999

Sophie's Choice

It was July of 1999. I was going towards the waterfront near 27th avenue on Gouin. There's a place to park your car and picnic tables from where you can watch the sunset on The Prairie River. I was melancholic. My divorce had just been finalised, I was broke, rarely had a chance to see my kids, and had absolutely no sex life. I remembered coming here in my teens with Sophie, a girl I was sort of seeing back then.

I was going back to my car to go buy some cigarettes when I heard the unmistakable sound of a Mustang. It's a 1999 red Mustang. As I admired it's beauty, the Mustang gets into the parking lot next to mine. I stop in front to drool at it, as the driver gets out of the car, and I took a double look. This woman looked just like Sophie. The last time I'd see her was back in 1983.

"Sophie?" I said.

The woman smiled and replied "I can't believe it's you Rock, it's been years".

I told her that I'd just been thinking about her, and she got this mischievous look in her eyes. I was amazed. Her body didn't seem to have changed much. I felt an immediate hard on. She was wearing a short tight black skirt, with a low cut skin tight low cut short T-shirt, showing a bit of cleavage, and had 3" platform sandals. She still had that 36-24-36 body she'd always had. I'd never seen her in short skirts or heels before.

She suggested we get into the Mustang, and we picked up some cigarettes. Then Sophie drove further down Gouin blvd. to that magical spot where we had last had sex.

I still couldn't believe that she could look so good after all those years, and several kids later. My wife had grown to twice her original size, and didn't give a flying fig about her appearance. It was real refreshing to see a woman taking good care of herself. Sophie was also divorced and single, so unless her morals had changed, this meant I was going to get lucky.

She parked the Mustang and got out of the car, holding a blanket. I followed her to the waterfront, offering her a cigarette. I found it amusing that we still smoked the same brand after all these years. We walked to that spot and I could feel the excitement rising inside of me.

She lay down the blanket and sat on it, I followed her example, and holding her head with my arms started to kiss her. It felt good, it felt just as I remembered. I kissed all her spots around her neck. She was reacting even more intensely then I remembered she did in the past.

After a few minutes of that, she unzipped my jeans and took out my dick. I got harder with anticipation. Sophie had never given me a blow job. She wore braces during the two years we explored each other sexually and I was afraid of getting hurt. I had wondered all these years if she could give a good blow job. Well I was about to find out.

She kissed my penis, and then put just the head inside her mouth, licking in circular motion with her tongue. I was in seventh heaven. I was looking down at her giving me head and she looked back up at me, I could see the lust in her eyes, and that brought a shiver down my spine, and I told myself I couldn't cum just yet. I had to enjoy this experience I'd always wanted to savour.

I lay there on the blanket with Sophie sucking my dick, my face in the soft sun of a late summer afternoon. It had turned out to be a beautiful day after all. It had been months since I'd got this lucky.

Sophie was now deep-throating me and I had to let my mind wander to other things to keep the sensation going, I kept feeling I was going to explode. I ran my fingers through Sophie's red long red hair, then grabbed it all together and tugged on it gently. She started to moan. The vibration of her moaning mouth sucking my dick was more then I could handle, and I came, hard right down her throat and she swallowed every little bit. I was shaking for a few minutes afterwards, with these little earthquake type sensations, my dick throbbing along with it.

I lay there, my dick flaccid, and Sophie still sitting up between my legs was looking at me. I sat up, pushed her down and got on top of her to kiss her. This was a change. Typically I'd kiss her and have pussy breath, this time I kissed her and she had dick breath. We French kissed a few minutes while dry humping.

I then kissed her face, and nibbled her ears. She was squealing with delight. I pulled off her T-shirt and took off her bra. She wasn't quite as perky as she was at 16 but they still had those big nipples I loved so much. I kissed each breast, Sophie squirming as my moustache tickled her. I sucked her left nipple then her right. Then went back and forth between them. She was moaning softly.

Slowly I made my way down her stomach. She had one or two spots that were extra sensitive to nibbling and I wandered around trying to remember the exact location. The she screeched. I knew that I'd found one of them. I pulled her skirt up and continued down past her navel. I lifted her butt with my hands, and with my teen I grabbed her black bikini lace and silk undies and slowly starting sliding it down, one side at a time. Then I kissed down her left leg and back up her right. I poked my nose at the place in her crotch were her pussy hole was, and she whimpered.

I went back to pulling off the underwear with my teeth. After which I licked her from her hole right up her clit. She started muttered "Oh yes Rock!" I put each hand under her butt and dug in flicking my tongue at her clit. Within a few minutes I had her let out a muffled scream. Then she started to squirt her nectar all over my mouth and neck.

I pulled her legs towards her head, and penetrated her. That angle was absolutely perfect, and she was one of the rare women I knew that was agile enough to go into that position It felt so good as I went in and out of her. The only thing more I could have wished for is to not use the condom.

The angle was so good, and Sophie still had very toned pelvic muscles and her insides kept tightening a grip on my cock. I could always tell how hard she was coming by the intensity of the muscle activity on my cock. I was in for a long ride. She started to cum and I continued, at times extremely slowly savouring each entry, at other times I went at it like a madman, like I just couldn't get enough of Sophie. She was moaning and scratching my back with her long painted nails.

Then Sophie seemed to hit an even stronger orgasm, and I just couldn't holdback. I came hard and long, and with an intensity I hadn't felt for years. Perhaps because Sophie wasn't so prudish when we had sex.

We got dressed and then lay in each other's arms, and both fell asleep. It was starting to get dark when I awoke, with Sophie cuddled to me. I woke her up and we both had to go. We exchanged phone numbers and she suggested that we try something different next time we have sex, like my place or her place.

I had to laugh. We weren't teens anymore but we still had sex like teens. I couldn't help but wonder if moving inside would spoil the awesome sex between us.

Finished October 3rd, 1999

Jessica Lovecraft

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