Interrupted Dreams: My First Reunion Fuck with Sophie in Montreal
My bathroom’s cramped. Vanity sturdy enough. Sophie sits there, legs spread. French girl, finally in Montreal after months. Heart hammers. We’ve missed this. Hands shake a little, roaming her soft skin. Lips crash. Wet smacks mix with moans. Fingers find her round tit. Nipple hardens under pinch. She strokes my back, belly. Cock stirs slow against her thighs. Nervous thrill. Like first time all over. Fear she’ll pull away. Desire wins. No turning back.
She grabs my hardening dick. Strokes firm. Sighs into my mouth. I push her hands back. Lift her hips. Tip at her wet entrance. She slides me in. Pubes mash. Breathe heavy. Pump slow. Fingers sneak to her clit. She jolts. ‘Hmmm, keep going,’ she purrs. Twist nipple same way. Suck the other. Bite gentle. She grinds, milks my cock. ‘Gonna cum again.’ Thighs clamp. Body shakes. ‘Mmmoui!’ Orgasms hard. Pussy pulses on me. Pride swells. Pull out slick. Kiss soft.
The Approach
‘Thanks. Missed this.’ Tease about my technique. Laugh. Shower time. Water runs. Hands everywhere. Soap her pussy. Finger dives in. Twist, crook. She bites neck. Jerks me fast. ‘Can’t take more.’ Turn her. Ass perfect, water streaming. Press in doggy. Slow then slam. Balls slap. Pinch clit. ‘Gonna cum!’ She bucks. Cums loud. Eject. Rinse. Towels. Cold air bites.
The Instant
Bed now. Heat up. She drops towel. Snuggle. Tease tongue promise. Kiss deep. Push her back. Lips trail neck, tits. Suck nipples. Down belly. Navel piercing tug. She nips lip. Between thighs. Blow on clit. Lick slit. Finger hooks G-spot. Humps air. ‘Gonna cum, Rémi!’ Floods my chin. Trembles. Kiss tender. Cuddle. She sleeps. I watch curves in dark. Heart full. This breaks separation’s innocence. New life starts. Love her. Say tomorrow.
Afterglow lingers. Body buzzes. Innocence gone—not virgin shit, but pure distance shattered. Future flashes: her in my city, our bed. Nervous gone. Just us. Horizons wide open.
