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The wind that pushed past her was cold, and reminded her how chilly the city could actually get. It had been years since she had been back, and yet everything seemed so familiar. She stood in front of the nondescript building, in her old neighborhood, wondering how everything could change and yet somehow come full circle.

The twilight was fading quickly to black, so taking a quiet breath she went up the small steps and entered the old apartment building. She finally found her way up to his apartment, and knocked on the door.

Footsteps shuffled to the door and it slid open. He stood there, unassuming in his white t-shirt and jeans, barefoot. He looked the same as years before and she wondered how different on the inside he would be.

“Hey. Did you have trouble finding it?” he asked, giving her the same once over.

“I got a little turned around past the experimental farm, but it was fine” she replied, a bit shell-shocked at being so close to him.

He stepped backward into his apartment.

“Come in” he gestured and walked into the kitchen.

She took off her long dark coat and threw it across a nearby chair. Keeping her heels on, she stepped towards the small living area and surveyed it. Although not ornately furnished, she could tell he put thought into the furniture and everything was fairly clean. There was a big picture window on the far wall; past the shadow of trees the sun was pretty much gone. She suddenly realized how small the apartment seemed. After such a long time, he was larger than life.

“Can I get you a drink? I’ve got beer and vodka” as he punctuated her thought.

“Sure. Vodka and OJ?” she replied.

Minutes later, they were both seated on opposite ends of the couch, drinks in hand. She noticed he wasn’t cheap with the liquor as the quick burn of alcohol traveled down her throat.

“I can’t stop thinking about you. It was driving me insane” she said to him directly. Words that had been pent up for so many years finally were flowing. “I know things didn’t end so well, and to be honest I don’t even think I know you anymore as it’s been so long. I have no idea as to what to expect, and the cynical side of me says there’s no chance at a Happily Ever After here. I just can’t shake this feeling…it’s like this terrible part of me can’t let go of you and I can’t stand being trapped in a lifetime where I’ll always be trying to be happy when I feel like I’ll never be truly happy unless I have you.”

Mike was looking at her intently, not showing any emotion. He looked like he was about to speak, but she knew she had to finish.

“I…I don’t expect anything of you. You can’t force some things, and obviously things were over otherwise you wouldn’t have let me go in the first place. After tonight, I promise I’ll stop. No more drunk phone calls, no more yearly emails, nothing. Whatever happens tonight, even if you want me to leave right now and stay out of your life forever, I’ll accept it. I just needed one more chance to say I love you, and I always will love you. Not in some abstract, confused way like before. In the way that imaging being your wife, raising our children, growing old together doesn’t even say it….” Sarah paused, now returning his gaze. “It’s a feeling so deep within me I’ll never be able to explain to you. So this is me, laying it out on the line because even if I never see you again, one day I’ll hopefully be able to look back on the moment when I gave it everything I had, and won’t have regrets because I could never, ever regret loving you.”

Mike sat there silently, and suddenly Sarah was flooded with anxiety. What if he asked her to leave? What if there was someone new he hadn’t told her about, and she was jeopardizing all of that? She suddenly felt like she couldn’t breathe, and the best time to leave was now, before he could respond.

He bursa escort put down his beer and stood up. He took two steps towards her and sat down again, thigh pressing against hers. Mike leaned down, and pulled off her heels, one and then the other. Sarah’s heart was beating so fast she felt like she was going to pass out. A flood of emotions ranging from deliriously happy that she hadn’t asked her to leave to fear that this might be the last, LAST time she would ever see him ran rampantly through her.

Mike stood up and swung her around so her legs were on the couch, to which she automatically slid herself downwards so she was lying flat but on her side. He then proceeded to lie down next to her, turning towards her.

The light outside was dimmed to pure black, and Sarah hazily realized how dark the apartment now was, as only a dull light was shining from a room somewhere. He took her hand and wove his fingers into hers while simultaneously intertwining their legs. Mike stared into her eyes, his face inches away from hers. She felt like she couldn’t breathe, like she was drowning in him. Her whole body ached, like she was lost in space and without gravity her body could explode.

It seemed like time was standing still, just the two of them, lying in the dark together. His face inched forwards and ever so softly brushed his lips against hers. Her eyelids were heavy while her body was on fire, and she was breathing lightly, as if a deep breath would snap her awake to reveal this was only a dream. He leaned even closer for a real kiss. It was soft and amazing and so, so familiar. Somehow their arms were draped around each other, and she wedged her body as close to him as she could get. He was kissing her lips intensely, as if he was searching for something in her that only her body would reveal. Her lips parted and returned the fervor, needing him, all of him.

Time slid by, as they kissed and kissed and kissed. Sarah took her hand and slid it under his shirt, feeling the same taut muscles in his back as before. As if jolted into action, he suddenly sat up and leaned down again towards her. He picked her up in his arms as if she was weightless and took her into the room with the low light. He laid her down on his bed and began to undress her. He unbuttoned her blouse button by button, and peeled it off her arms. He then moved to her jeans and did the same. Gently, methodically he undid her bra and slipped off her panties.

She was now naked under his gaze, completely helpless and wetness sliding down between her legs. She could see his cock pressing up against his jeans, as he stood over her, openly examining her body. Silently, he kneeled next to her on the bed and began to rub his hands over her bare skin. Tracing lines along her collarbone, open palmed circles on her breasts, fingertips on her nipples and down her stomach. He continued down her body, slipping past her pussy and along her legs and back up. Mike then shifted again, and sat between her spread legs, putting them over his. The feel of the denim on her bare skin was so erotic; it only made her feel more vulnerable. He looked into her eyes while resting one hand on her thigh; thumb caressing the soft inner part, while tracing circles around her wet pussy. Finally he touched her outer lips, tracing the soft outside and the top where her clit was hiding. Placing his index finger at her opening, Mike slid it slowly in and out, easily accommodated by the amount of wetness. Sarah quietly gasped in pleasure, which lead him to add a second finger.

Being so fully exposed to him made her sweat and shiver with desire. A million sexual thoughts blazed through her brain, picturing them in different positions, places, touching each other, fucking, kissing, making love, making each other cum….

Suddenly, the feeling that she knew so well washed over her. It was a bizarre bursa escort bayan feeling, to have the body you knew so well betray you. The centre of her sexuality was throbbing; needing something only Mike could give her. She closed her eyes and let the feeling take her away, knowing she needed him inside of her very soon.

Her pussy tightened, sending more wetness flowing from her. Mike could feel it and moaned slightly, partially closing his eyes.

“Sarah….” He exhaled her name, and it excited her to know he was ready too.

She leaned forward, grabbing his hips to pull herself up to him.

“Mike, oh my god, Mike….” She repeated, rolling his name over her tongue.

She peeled off his t-shirt to reveal a firm chest with just the right amount of softness, and the familiar jagged scar off to one side. She licked and gently bit his collarbone, and rubbed her hands up and down along his solid arms. Raising her body slightly, she shifted her legs so he was now leaning back against the wall next to the bed, and she was straddling his lap.

Caressing his face and hair with her hands, she rocked her hips across the rough denim and leaned into him, kissing him hungrily and rubbing her nipples against his chest. She slowly rocked back and forth on his hard cock, kissing him intensely, tasting the aftertaste of beer and mint gum on his breath. Mike, I love you, I love you, I love you she mentally repeated with every roll of her hips, wishing she had the courage to say it out loud like years ago.

Mike suddenly leaned forwards, which in turn made her recline backwards onto her elbows. His cock was now straining against his jeans, a huge wet area where Sarah’s dripping pussy was moments earlier.

“I think we’re both ready” he said deeply and quietly. She could hear his voice was thick with lust.

He unceremoniously undid his jeans and slipped them down his thighs and off. He hooked his thumbs on the waistline of his underwear and pulled them off too. Mike’s hard cock was now free and she couldn’t help but reach out to touch it. Taking it gently in her hands, she could feel his cock strain beneath her fingers. My cock, she thought deliriously and leaned forward to taste the pre-cum at the tip. He put his hand on the back of her head and groaned as her hot, wet lips surrounded the tip of his cock. She swirled her tongue around gently sucked on it. Before she could go further, he roughly pushed her backwards onto the bed and positioned his hips over hers. Sarah instinctively pushed her pelvis towards him and spread her legs, body on fire, ready to be filled with his cock and hot sperm. Mike didn’t waste any time, he put the tip of his cock at her opening and pushed his rock hard cock into her hot, swollen pussy.

“Oh my god” Sarah moaned as he pushed his cock into her, right up to the hilt.

Right away, he began thrusting, coating his cock in her wetness. Methodically, rhythmically, he fucked her swollen pussy, with Sarah sweating and moaning and pushing her hips up to meet him. Desire flowed through her so heavily that her head was swimming and her core was searing hot. I want him, I want him to fill me with cum, she thought to herself; unable to stop thinking about what her body wanted.

Holding her hips onto his cock, Mike shifted so Sarah was now on top of him, riding his cock. Throwing her head back, she pushed his cock farther into her by reclining backwards and thrusting back and forth with her hips. They both moaned as he became quickly covered in juice, with Sarah sliding up and down, back and forth on top of him. Mike reached down to his balls, and rubbed his fingers in the juice that was leaking from their sex. He then made her nipples slippery and rubbed them with his fingers. Every so often, she would lean forward and kiss him hard and deep, loving the taste of him.

Minutes escort bursa seems to stretch into eternity, as they moaned and thrusted and became shiny with lust and sweat. The room got slightly brighter, as the full moon shone through the trees. After the frantic beginning to their sex with so many different positions, both began to relax and slow the tempo. Now facing each other, wrapped in each other’s arms, he leisurely slid in and out of her, eyes half closed, just feeling the warmth of her around his cock and his body. Now wrapped up warmly in sheets with the cold wind blowing outside, Sarah felt so safe and comfortable. Her body was still buzzing though, waiting for him to deliver his load to her hot, waiting body.

She couldn’t find the words though, to tell him what she wanted. She knew that practically speaking, her needs didn’t make any sense…. but she was flushed and incapable of thinking straight. She could only react to what her body wanted, and what it wanted was Mike.

Sarah let out a deep sigh, feeling like she was on the brink of physical and emotional meltdown.

“Hmm?” He non-verbally replied.

She put her hand behind his head, and pulled him in for a deep, long kiss. He kissed her back, full of desire and readiness. She stretched her hips down a bit harder onto his cock, trying to get him deeper. Unconsciously, she moved her hand away from his head and down between them, first touching the bit of cock that wasn’t embedded in her hot pussy, then working her way up her own body, stopping at her lower abdomen. She began to rub her hand in circles on her lower belly, looking for the motion of his cock deep within her.

Right away Mike remembered that motion that she used to do when she was unbelievably horny and how urgently she used to moan and beg for him to fill her with cum. She would writhe and twist and beg him to fuck her even deeper.

He couldn’t help himself, as soon as he recognized that gesture his cock stiffened even harder and his balls became tight, feeling as if they would burst any minute.

“Sarah, I’m going to cum in you…” he moaned into her neck. He rolled them both so she was on her back; legs spread wide open.

“Yes Mike, yes, cum in me, I want you to fill me with your cum, please, please…” she begged, urging him on.

His thrusts became deeper and faster, and he felt her sweat and shiver with lust beneath him. He grabbed her ass with both hands, and drove his thick cock deep into her. All he could think about was cumming deep inside her.

She could feel the urgency, and realized they were both thinking the same thing. Her insides were clenched tight, needing release from this torture by a huge load of his creamy cum.

“Fuck me Mike, oh my god, please, fuck me hard, and deep, I need your cum, I need it so badly right now, cum, cum, please, Mike, fuck me, fuck me….” Sarah cried, eyes blurring with tears from the sensory overload.

“Fuck Sarah, I’m going to cum, I’m going to cum deep inside you….” He grunted as his balls swelled and he began to cum. “I’M CUMMING, FUCK I’M CUMMING…”

His entire body shuddered as he held her tight and thrust his cock deep inside her, hot sperm shooting into her waiting pussy. He strained to get himself as high up into her as possible, as wave after wave of pleasure flowed through his cock and creamy sperm into her. Sarah’s entire body felt the bliss of his cum flowing deep into her, and she moaned along with him, wanting ever last drop to fill her.

Despite being finished, he rolled them onto their sides and kept his relaxed cock in her. The heat from his cum was spreading inside her, and she felt total bliss. She leaned forward to kiss him.

I love you…I can’t help it, I’ll always love you, she thought drowsily.

“Sarah…stay with me tonight” he muttered, still mentally blurry from everything that had just happened.

She didn’t reply; she simply held him tight, too content to worry about what the future would hold.

The wind continued to blast outside, but in his arms, Sarah was home.

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