I’ve been MIA and have not had the chance to write for the past few months. For that, I apologize. I hadn’t dated much all semester and was busier than anticipated with the law school stuff. However, I checked my Reddit spontaneously after an exam and saw a missed message from Cleo. Cleo and I had a whirlwind and emotional supernova of dating back in October, culminating in arguments, regretful things said, and ultimately, no contact. As much as I would’ve loved to take her out that day and make up (or kiss and make-up), that wasn’t possible, so we planned to go out two nights before my final exam. That could’ve been last week, or I could be writing this late at night after she left, with my last exam on the horizon.  Regardless, you’re here reading this, and you’ll get to know all the details of what went through my mind while we kissed and made up. 

If you aren’t familiar with Cleo, look at my two most recent stories, and you’ll find a description of her beauty and sexiness. If you’re really lucky, you’ll find her comment and follow it to her NSFW Reddit page, as a picture is worth 1000 words. We planned to go out for drinks and talk, hoping it would be a healthy and productive conversation. However, as the night went on and she was caught up with a prior engagement, I invited her to my place- I had a couch and beer, and she knew where to park. Cleo acquiesced and soon walked up the pathway to my apartment. I smiled and hugged her. Fuck she smelled good. I held Cleo out and gazed at her but held myself back from kissing her just yet. Fuck, she looked incredible. My head was already swimming with X-rated memories, but I was determined to keep it together.

I ushered Cleo in and offered her a beer or water- she accepted both and settled onto my couch. There was a long conversation about what happened, but those details are not for Reddit. Some hugs, some tears, some smiles and giggles. “I missed being in your arms,” Cleo whispered as we hugged. She was definitely able to feel how aroused I was, and yet she just kissed me ever so softly. Cleo picked up one of my law books and started poking through it, actually reading the words and asking me questions. Unfortunately, I had already taken the exam for that class, and it was entirely out of my mind. But looking at her curled up on my couch, reading my law book, and holding a cup of beer made me smile. As adorable as it was, it was a fleeting moment in time because I didn’t even finish asking Cleo if she wanted to cuddle before she was standing up with a big smile on her face.

I pulled off my shirt as we crawled into bed and just held her tightly as our bodies got reacquainted with each other. “I’m so glad you took off your shirt because I need to take off these jeans,” Cleo whispered and giggled when I got up to help slide them off, ensuring I covered her newly revealed soft thighs with my lips. My mouth just grazed her soft cotton panties as I crawled up to kiss her again, and I felt how wet she was. Our cuddling was not going to last long, and yet, my sweatpants were still soaked and stained with her juices by the time I was able to slide them off. We cuddled, kissed, and whispered about how good it felt and how it was too long. But without even realizing it, we were humping and grinding against each other, building up the sexual tension which we both so desperately needed to alleviate. 

My hand slid up Cleo’s shirt, and I teased her sensitive nipples, eliciting sweet moans that caused memories to flood back. She was in my bed and wanted it just as badly as I did, which was evident by how she rubbed her clit into my bulge. Hot, wet, and needy, Cleo kissed my neck and arched her back as I ran my hand down her chest and stomach. Her soft panties were soaked, and I quickly pulled them to the side so I could play with her pussy. Her pussy was smoothly shaved, and I knew that Cleo had planned for us to end up in bed all along. I kissed my way down her soft skin, her perfect handful boobs with hard nipples, taut tummy, and thick thighs, before licking her panties. I licked her lips and clit through her panties until she couldn’t take it and lifted her ass so I could pull them off. Just like that, I was gazing at her pretty pussy in the dark, ready to taste the sweet juices dripping onto my bed.

“Get a towel,” Cleo recommended, and I remembered how wet she gets. I slid one underneath her and then put my face between her legs, ready to devour her. I had planted make-up kisses on her lips, cheeks, forehead, neck, and sweet curves. But now I was about to make up with her pretty little flower, dripping with nectar, sweeter than I remembered. I knew how she liked it, and I lapped up her juices at first before focusing on kissing her lips and then licking her clit. Feeling Cleo’s excited love button under my tongue as her body shook, I reached up and pawed at her tits while using my forearm to hold her body down. One finger slid into her oh so easily, and as soon as I sucked her clit into my mouth, Cleo moaned that she was going to cum. I curled my finger inside of her to tease her g spot and sucked just a little bit harder on her clit, and told her to cum for me. I don’t think she understood my muffled commands, but I’m sure the vibrations felt incredible on her pussy. As Cleo moaned and quivered, I felt the slightest gush from her pussy and onto my chin. Perhaps Cleo is a squirter, after all. 

We lay there in the dark for a couple of minutes, just catching our breath, before I grabbed a condom. Cleo spread her legs and looked up at me with beautiful blue eyes. I pressed my cock against her clit and leaned down to kiss her before sliding it inside her. So warm, tight, and audibly wet with each thrust. Cleo has a little piece of heaven between her legs, except I didn’t have to die to experience it. She wrapped her legs around me and pulled me in close while I thrust softly, my lips hovering next to her ear. Our bodies glided in rhythm while I kissed her ear and whispered about how incredible she felt. Cleo whimpered back, and I squeezed her tightly as I picked up the pace. She wanted to see my cock taking her, so I got onto my knees and lifted her legs to take her again. We both wordlessly watched my thick cock slowly slide in and out of her pretty little pussy while I massaged her calves and rested her ankles on my shoulders. 

This was my first time having make-up sex, and it was everything I had imagined. Passionate, emotional, enthusiastic, and just a little bit aggressive. Cleo and I wanted each other, and there was a bit of primalness in how we got what we wanted. I held her thighs and pounded her, building up speed as her moans progressively got louder. Cleo held her legs together, and her feet shifted to rest on my pecs while I fucked her. I don’t think either of us has a foot fetish, but that does seem like an excellent position for those who do have one. I know Cleo wanted me to pound her from behind, but I couldn’t stop looking at her beautiful face while her tight pussy clamped down around me. Cleo moaned and announced her impending orgasm, which was great because this position was hitting all the right spots for me, and I wasn’t going to last much longer. 

I leaned forward and pressed my hands down on Cleo’s shoulders, pinning her while I felt her clamp down on my throbbing erection. We came together, as two ought to when they have make-up sex. After a little bit of cuddling and much dirty talk, Cleo rode me in the lotus position, which might be the most intimate of them all, in my opinion. Lotus and Cowgirl with her feet under me will definitely have to be explored further, as will the possibility of making her squirt. Perhaps some of what we discussed will come to fruition in the future, but right now, those conversations will remain between us. Thank you for all of the followers and comments! For those who have read my old stories, do you think my writing style has shifted since I took a legal writing class this semester?