12 Years of Lust Released

I pulled off the street in the parking spot outside of the bar downtown that Kristen had suggested. I locked up my car, crossed the sidewalk, and walked through the open front doors into the airy space with my head on a swivel, looking for the cute blonde-haired girl.

The place was practically empty so it wasn't difficult to see her sitting at a high-top near the corner, right in front of the big windows. A stupid grin spread across my face when I saw her. I went to the table, a waitress was there before I even got my jacket off and I ordered whatever beer she suggested.

Kristen bounced out of her chair to see me and wrapped me up in a big hug. She was shorter than I remembered, but the hug felt incredible. The close contact with a girl I'd known for so long, crushed on for so long, set my heart racing immediately. I could feel my face flush and an ever-so-slight tightening as the blood rushed south. I sat down quickly on the other side of the table from her.

We chatted for a minute before I offered to order us some drinks. She told me to surprise her with something. I came back with an ordinary beer for each of us and we fell back into chatting, I had just moved back to the country from a few years abroad so we had a lot to catch up on.

I told her how tough it had been for me coming back as it wasn't exactly planned, and how my relationship with the girl there had fallen apart, but I was looking forward to a new adventure and that seeing her certainly took the sting out of an unwanted homecoming.

She had her problems and triumphs as well to catch me up on.

"How are things with Andy?" I asked, perhaps a little probingly.

"They're...ok. We haven't really been getting along the last few weeks."

"I'm here if you want to talk about it," I said and gave a secretive fist pump to myself under the table.

We moved on to other subjects, mostly poking fun at the over-the-top hipster gentrification process that seemed to be occurring in the neighborhood. Amazing what can change in a few short years.

After drinking a few beers and catching up on each other's lives we decided to walk around the funky downtown area all afternoon. We grabbed coffee and had a lot of fun walking past people's houses and judging them. We stayed longer than either of us had planned, and the sun started to sink in the west. Our circuit took us back to where we had parked our cars, a long hug and the spark of a near kiss haunted me as I waved goodbye from behind the wheel and pulled out to go meet up with a friend in a town over. It was so hard to say goodbye that day, and every day with her.

All I could think about was how desperate for her to think I was cool. We'd been friends for a long time. A long time. She was one of the girls I'd always kind of been in love with, always wondered what it would be like to wake up next to her on a Sunday morning, what it would be like to go to the grocery store with her, and so on. She was beautiful and talented, we liked a lot of the same things and always got on extremely well. Though I always thought whenever we hung out that you wouldn't be able to cut the sexual tension with an ax...but I thought that was just me.

The timing never seemed to work out for us, one or both of us always seemed to be in a relationship, but I was just happy to have her in my life at all.

After what was supposed to be a short afternoon hangout stretched into the early evening we decided to part ways. I was already late for meeting some friends in the next town over, but neither Kristen nor I wanted to be the one that called it. I walked her to her car and opened her door for her, which led to a charged moment between us as our bodies came close. I wanted badly to lean into the car and kiss her full, pink lips.

But I didn't. So I walked back to my car after watching her drive away.

I was only five minutes down the road when I felt my phone buzz. A slight fluttering of hope passed through my chest.

You should come back with me instead, the text read. It was from Kristen.

I read the message, contemplating for all of two seconds before looking up the road to see the nearest pull-off so I could turn around.

On my way, I managed to type out with one hand on the wheel and one on my phone.

She responded with her address on the south side of the city.

I pulled into the apartment complex and sat behind the wheel of my car for a minute or two. My heart raced, but my brain told me to calm down.

What about Andy?  I messaged her

Her response was almost immediate Don't worry about that.

I'm here I replied

I walked up the stairs to Kristen's apartment door and knocked; she opened it just a second later as if she was waiting there for me to arrive. I smiled at that stupid grin again.

Every time I'm near her I wonder if she can hear how fast my heart races. It's always been so hard to be close to her, to give her a hug in goodbye when all I want to do is bring her in for a kiss and save the goodbye for the next day.

We made small talk over the margheritas she had made for a while. The energy was nervous and a little tense at first, each of us wondering if the other might blink, but we soon fell into the comfortable familiarity that kept us coming back to each other.

We made fun of each other, talking about life, and just enjoying each other's company. And maybe it was the tequila or just the feelings I'd pent up for so many years but I couldn't take it anymore, I had to take the chance. If she turned me down at least I would have had the answer I needed and we could carry on the way we had for years now -- at least that's what I hoped as I leaned in to kiss her, eyes closed, part of me expected to feel her move away from me. No, she leaned in. Our lips met and instantly the world erupted in fireworks around us. It started with a tentative touch of our lips, which dissolved instantly into the most impassioned kiss I'd ever felt in my life. Our lips parted in tandem, and our tongues swirled past, each seeking the other's embrace.

We sat facing each other on the couch, locked at the lips as we drank each other in, she intoxicated me far more than tequila ever could. I slid a hand playfully over her thigh over her jeans. In response, she scooted in closer to me as we remained locked in a deep kiss and our hands began exploring each other cautiously. One of her hands wound its way across my shoulder blade and up to my neck, catching slightly on the collar of my shirt before I felt the warmth of her skin on my skin.

"Oh, Kristen" I let out breathily in her ear. I couldn't come up with anything else to say to convey how I felt at that moment. Tensed, eager. She let out a deep breath as well and I felt her fingers curl on my arm and neck, her nails digging in lightly.

We curled around each other, kissing and petting for so long it could have been minutes or hours -- I couldn't tell as the two of us became so enveloped in the moment that nothing else existed outside of us, I was putty in her hands. As we separated one last time she stood and offered me a hand as she moved away from the couch.

"Follow me," she said softly, to me it was a command.

I took her hand and followed behind her as she led me across to the bedroom door. I moved slightly awkwardly trying to hide how tight the front of my pants had grown.

We entered the doorway, and I pulled lightly on her hand, spinning her around slowly to face me before I pulled her into my arms and kissed her passionately, giving her a tight squeeze with my hands wrapped around her. I got a little brave and moved my hands; one of them pulled at her back and her hips and the other hand I used to brush away her flowing blonde hair from one side of her face to expose her ear and neck. I moved my lips from hers to her cheek and around to her neck and ear, throwing in a gentle bite occasionally.

She pulled me towards the bed with our tongues still tangled and fell in a heap onto the mattress. Our faces separated and I looked her in the eyes and saw the same spark and passion I felt in my own heart. I put my left hand on the side of her neck and pulled her into me again.

"Kristen," I breathed into her ear again and felt her melt in front of me.

Desire tugged at my heart and the piece between my legs, I was breathing hard trying to do my best to remain in control and not to move too fast. I started to move my hand up from her waist and edged my finger under the hem of her shirt. Feeling her skin on my fingertips sent a shiver that coursed through my entire body. I was sure that Kristen could feel my hand shake with nerves and anticipation as I slid it up across her ribs, her stomach, and onto her breast. I lingered there briefly and gave a teasing pinch at her nipple before continuing upwards to brush lightly at her collarbone, the base of her neck, and the center of her chest.

She rubbed at my shoulders and hips, pulling at my shirt, as she arched back her head to let out a moan. When that moan reached my ears, I lost whatever slim thread of control I had tethered myself to. I pulled her on top of me and lifted her shirt with both hands, she put her arms in the air and let me slide it off over her head. I knew from my earlier explorations that she wasn't wearing a bra, but my breath still caught in my throat as I saw her slim figure half-naked in front of me. I cupped one of her breasts in one hand and pulled her face towards mine with a hand on her neck to kiss her again. I felt her slender hands clasp my face at my jaw and she pulled me gently into her.

Then, she sat back up and pulled the hem of my shirt upwards, I sat up slightly and helped her pull it off and she tossed it across the room. She slid a hand down the middle of my chest and coming to a stop on the front of my pants, she gave me a sexy smirk that made my heart somersault before lowering her face back down to mine. Her hand stayed where she had put it and gave a little squeeze, I felt my blood rushing in that direction. I had been hard before that point, as she touched me, I felt as though my erection would burst through my clothes.

I gave her one last strong kiss before rolling her over onto her back. I moved my kisses from her soft lips to her cheek and neck and continued down until I took one of her nipples into my mouth tugging at it gently and teasing it with my tongue. I could feel it stiffen in my mouth. I then started to fumble briefly with the button on her black jeans before finally getting it undone. I sat up and gave her a look, she nodded, and I pulled away her pants starting from the hips, moving down over her thighs, then her knees and ankles. I let them fall to the floor in a pile beside the bed.

I ran my hands over her panties, the only thing she had on now, I toyed with the edges putting my fingers close but not quite touching. She breathed deeply and gave an agitated shake and stared into my eyes pleading for me to take them off. I leaned in and kissed her once again before I curled my fingers around the top of the panties and pulled them away, she lifted her hips to make it easier for them to slide off her smooth, shapely legs.

I stood above her for a moment, her panties dangling from one of my fingers for a moment before they fell to the floor, forgotten. My eyes flitted up, down, back, and forth taking in every inch of her. I'd imagined this scene in my head countless times as I lay in bed and touched myself, moaning her name into the pillow or under my breath as I came.

But here, now, it was real. My heart throbbed with the love and longing that had waited so long. I undid the button on my pants and slid them off together with my underwear. As I stepped out from them Kristen's eyes went from my face to my cock, and she smile and look up to me with a face showing pleasant surprise.

I moved forward and bent down over her putting my lips to her navel and tried to act slowly, but I was pent up beyond belief. I moved down to the small mound where her legs met and gave it a heavy, humid kiss and a lick before continuing my path down between her legs. I breathed her in, further intoxicating myself.

I could feel her body tense and vibrate as she adjusted to my touch. I pressed down and explored the outside of her sex with my tongue circling and trying to find the spots that would make her gasp. After a while I moved to the middle, parting her lips with my tongues, and licking up and down. She tasted extraordinary; I couldn't get enough.

As my saliva mixed with her grool, I pushed my tongue deeper inside of her she gasped and shook slightly on the bed again. I moved my hands from the sides of her hips to the top and pressed down on her hips as my tongue worked inside and out. Then let them rove over her body, teasing her breasts and nipples. I loved it when her hands played and pulled at my hair, urging me on as I did everything I could to make her scream in pleasure.

Kristen began to shudder, and her hands gripped the sheet tightly on either side of her. Watching the way her body moved was one of the most intimate, beautiful things I had ever seen. She let out a loud gasp, sucking in air to fill her lungs as deep as she could.

"Your turn," she said breathily and pulled me away from the dream I was living.

She moved now. She put her arms on my shoulders and guided me back up over her. She brought her lips to mine and held them there firmly, kissing me deeply, before they parted, and our tongues danced together again. She pulled away and planted a wet kiss on my cheek, then my neck, then my collarbone. She put a hand on my chest and gave a light push to turn me onto my back and continued working her way down my chest and stomach until she reached my hips. She dragged her fingernails from my shoulders down to my thighs. My cock bounced and throbbed just in front of her.

She wrapped her right hand around the lower part of my shaft and gave it a light squeeze. Stars exploded in my head, then began to spin and dance as she moved her hand up slowly towards the tip. She continued to kiss around my hips and thighs, inching closer and closer. When her hand reached the tip, she gave another light squeeze which had me glistening in anticipation. I looked into her beautiful blue eyes, and she put on a devilish look and moved her mouth down toward my cock.

I almost fainted as I felt her lips wrap around it and her tongue pressing into the base of the tip. Then she went deeper, and I think I did pass out briefly. She got her mouth down as far as she could go, signified by a very faint gag which made me throb, and brought her mouth back up and off me. She used her hand to stroke me up and down, up and down. Her spit made it glide smoothly from base to tip. I'm sure the face I was making, my hands pulling at my hair, was what made her laugh before she plunged back down and slowly licked all around and took me back into her mouth. It felt amazing, too amazing, it wasn't long until that familiar sensation trickled through my veins from the top of my head to the tip of my toes. I put a hand on her shoulder and pulled at her to bring her back up so that she was lying on top of me.

I held her closely against me, her chest pressing against mine, the heat from each other adding to the electric buzz I felt with her naked frame on top of me. My cock had made its way between her legs, and I could feel the heat and wetness of her there. I pulsed and ached as I felt it so close. We laid like that for the briefest moment before I turned her over onto her back and climbed back on top of her, kissing her neck and lips. I pushed myself up on one arm and looked at her to make sure everything was ok, she nodded, and I grasped myself and guided the tip of my cock into her soaking slit. As the first inch of me slid easily inwards the world again exploded in light, color, and passion around us. My heart raced and our eyes met sending me tumbling into the blue ocean of her eyes. I pushed in slowly until my entire length was enveloped in her warmth. Our lips met again as we just lay there entirely consumed by the moment.

I started to move my hips back, then forward, increasing the pace as much as I dared. I was =already barely holding on. I let my hand caress, scratch, and explore her body trying to find the buttons to push to drive her wild. I put my hand on her neck and pulled her into me as we moved together.

I moaned her name in her ear again and again. "Kristen. Kristen"

My heart felt as though it would beat out of my chest.

Before too long I needed to take it slower or risk an early ending. I rolled over so my back was on the mattress and pulled Kristen on top of me. She scrunched her face as she pushed herself down onto my cock and felt me twitch and throb deep inside of her. She moved her hips up and down slowly, her eyes still shut tight. I reached around and ran my finger over her back with one hand and pinched at her nipples with the other.

Pressing my hands firmly into her back I brought her forward and took one of her nipples in my mouth as she continued to push her hips into me back and forth. Her head dropped on my chest as she continued to ride me, breathing heavily until a scream of pleasure erupted past her lips. She brought her hands to my head again and pulled softly at my hair.

She rolled off me and lay there breathing deeply for a few moments. Caressing her body with one hand. I moved it down and rubbed gently at her clitoris and was elated by her response. Deep breaths and groans of pleasure.

Kristen moved her hand down and pulled at my cock, rubbing her palm over the sensitive head. I could tell I wasn't going to be able to hold on much longer. I moved her onto her back and brought up her legs to rest on my shoulders as I slid inside of her again. After only a few thrusts of my hips, I could feel my climax flow down into me. I practically collapsed on top of her, our foreheads pressing together, breathing each other in.

Two more hard thrusts and our passions peaked together. I pushed my hips forward one last time as deep as I could and more than twelve years of lust, love, and sexual tension erupted from us in wave after wave after wave of pleasure. It pulsed through the two of us as we lay tangled together. Each throb of my cock was matched by her pussy as it squeezed and pulled at me.

I lay on top of her shaking, and she put a hand on my neck, her thumb caressed my cheek and pulled me in to kiss. There was no better feeling on earth I could think of than laying there enveloped in each other's arms, our naked bodies pressed together as close as we could get them.

As we kissed, laughed, and held each other I could feel myself growing hard again. I felt Kristen smile around my kiss and my heart melted all over again.