I used to date an unbelievably hot woman when I was in my 20s. She was blonde, blue eyed and the kind of body that would drive anyone crazy with perfect natural tits and an amazing ass.

Our relationship in our 20s consisted almost exclusively of sex, mainly because I couldn’t believe my luck. And she loved it anywhere and anyhow she could get it.

Eventually she made the decision to go and live overseas and I was left behind regularly dreaming of the perfect body and amazing sex. Social media highlighted how she got married, had two kids and settled down. We would swap the occasional message but the thought of anything happening between us seemed non existent.

Just before Christmas I got a message from her saying she would be back in the UK visiting family for three weeks and asked if I would like to meet up. Interestingly she told me she would be visiting without her family. We arranged to meet up and have lunch.

Seeing her again after 15 years was amazing. She looked exactly the same and hadn’t aged a day. She arrived wearing a short skirt with tights and a tight top that showed off her amazing boobs. Her clothes suggested her body was just as incredible. I thought she has dressed very sexy for what was ‘just’ a lunch, but I wasn’t complaining.

It was great to catch up over lunch. We talked about our lives since splitting up. Her supposedly perfect life was actually an unhappy, sexless marriage and she regularly commented on how life was so much easier when we were together. She said how she has been thinking a lot about our time together recently and (after a few glasses of wine) she admitted that when she had any time alone she would think back to our time together.

With lunch over I didn’t want our time together to end and suggested we go somewhere for a drink. She asked if I had any drinks at my place and we could go there instead. I agreed and we made our way there. The dynamic had definitely shifted. She was looking for any opportunity have physical contact with me, at one point taking my arm as we walked.

We arrived at mine and we were barely in the door when she came close to me and fixed me with a look. I remembered that look. It was the one she gave me when she wanted me to fuck her all those years ago. We grabbed each other and started kissing frantically. Our hand were all over each other. I had been fantasising about this woman’s body for over a decade and now completely unexpectedly it was mine again. I reached up her short skirt, grabbed her ass and pulled her even closer to me. She was grabbing for my cock through my jeans and moaned when she realised how hard I was. “Take me to bed and fuck me” she instructed me and I led her there straight away.

In the bedroom we tore at each others clothes and were soon just in our underwear. Her body was just as incredible as it had been first time. I turned her round so she raced away from me. I kissed her neck as I reached around and played with her boobs while she pushed and ground her ass against my cock.

I threw her down on the bed and ripped her tiny underwear off. I kneeled above her for a moment taking in the amazing sight of her naked. She said straight away that she wanted me inside her but I told her I wanted to taste her first……

I went at her with my tongue. She tasted amazing and her body reacted incredibly to me licking her pussy. She played with her big tits as my tongue teased her. I slipped one finger inside her, then two, fucking her roughly with my fingers while my tongue and mouth was all over her clit. Her body tensed up and she shook uncontrollably as she came hard. She absolutely begged for my cock.

I climbed on top of her, she wrapped her legs around me and I slid into her. We’d been fucking for a couple of minutes before it dawned on either of us that we weren’t using any protection. Agreeing that it was a bit late by this point and agreeing that I wouldn’t cum inside her we carried on unprotected….

We fucked in so many positions. She came again as I fucked her on my knees with her legs up around my neck. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her huge, perfect tits as they bounced when I fucked her. She got on top of me and rode my dick like an absolute pro and her tits looked even better bouncing on top of me.

She told me to fuck her from behind as she remembered that was always guaranteed to make me cum. Doing it in front of a mirror so I could see her face and tits as we fucked was enough to take me right to the edge.

I’M GONNA CUM I screamed as I threw her off me and onto her back. I was hoping to blow my enormous load all over her tits. I underestimated how turned on I was though and I blew a load that sailed over her tits and onto her face and right in her eye. This took us both by surprise but luckily she seemed to take it well….

We lay panting next to each, for the first time contemplating what we had done. She told me that she had wanted that to happen and that’s why she had made contact. She said she wasn’t looking forward to going back to her home and her awful marriage, but said the thought of that sex would keep her going until we could arrange a way to meet up again………