The holiday catch up.

You were my best friend, a part of my every day. We would bounce ideas off each other, giggle, laugh, and have deep and meaningful conversations. We also crossed that path several times and spent nights in each other's arms, and it always felt so right.

Until you moved away, I lost my friend, who would walk beside me and sometimes give me that touch that would cheer me up when I was down.

But we kept in touch via phone, checking that we were okay and having general life conversations.

I said I would be in your neck of the woods for a few days and asked if you wanted to catch up for a drink. You said, “Yes, that would be great.”

We met at the local hotel around 2 p.m. and hugged. I thought you were still as gorgeous as I remember you being. You were yourself, the loving, wonderful, and unique person I remember.

We had a few drinks, laughed, and caught up on what had been happening. That is when you informed me that you had met someone but decided not to tell me because you knew I had strong feelings for you.

Yes, I was hurt by this development and change. I wanted to leave, but being near you was something that I couldn’t explain in a million years.

We parted company that night. You went on your way, and I slowly returned to my accommodation. On my walk, I thought about all those special times we shared.

The next day, you texted me asking if I wanted to come over and watch some movies. As I was alone, you thought some company would be good and believed I would get along with her new guy as we were similar in character.

The next night, we all caught up. She answered the door, and I saw this beautiful lady wearing a simple summer dress again. I adored her figure and hair; how she smelt brought back memories of past times. For a few seconds, I caught myself thinking this was too much. I should leave, as I could say something wrong, and I didn’t want to lose someone so important in my life.

So, I entered, and we went out to the outdoor entertainment area and had some pleasant conversations about life, work, and general everyday stuff.

Once it became dark, we moved into the loungeroom to watch a movie. To this day, I cannot remember the movie, but as we sat there watching it, I glanced across and saw that her hand was rubbing her partner's cock on the outside.

Remembering the feel and touch of your hand, I instantly became rock-hard. I tried my best to watch the movie until she leaned over and said, “I remember how thick and hard your cock is!”

I didn’t know how to respond until she rubbed my throbbing cock through my pants; as I looked across, her partner was lifting her dress and removing her underwear. I didn’t know if I was dreaming of heaven.

Once she unzipped my pants and took my hard cock in her mouth, I remembered and had flashbacks; the feeling was tremendous; I could feel my cock throbbing.

She eventually stopped sucking my cock, but only to move so she could suck me and be nicely fucked from behind, she sucked me till I exploded in her mouth, and her partner exploded deep inside her. We sat just talking before she suggested that she needed to suck her partner off whilst being fucked hard.

I wasn’t going to say no, as that pussy is so tight.

I fucked her tight pussy until I filled it with a beautiful hot load of cum. It trickled out as I removed my cock.

Again, we sat and talked until she said, “Fuck I would love to feel two throbbing cocks in my pussy.”

She pushed me down, straddling me, her breasts in my mouth. I was once again in heaven; I licked, kissed, and sucked on her breasts. Her partner had moved to be behind her, and as she so gently rode me, I felt a second cock enter her already tight pussy. OMG, her tight pussy was now super airtight, and we fucked her until she screamed with an orgasm that we could both feel, which led to us both exploding and filling her with a double load of hot cum.

We spent the next several hours pleasuring this amazingly gorgeous woman, bringing her to multiple climaxes.