The Reunion - Sex Stories

The Reunion

... summer nights outside her parent's bedroom door, quietly stroking her pussy as she imagined herself in her shrieking mother's place. Indeed, had she not known of the gratifying nature of her parent's marriage, her virginity would have been undoubtedly lost to her enthusiastic and physically gifted cousins and relations on the Baines ranch. When she learned of her would-be suitor, a college-educated, urban gentleman who would take her away from her repressed hometown, she was overjoyed. For all of Doug's excitement at their wedding, Kristen could barely focus on the ceremony, her imagination awash with the sights and sounds that she had come to expect after her extensive, but entirely second-hand sexual education. In reality, Kristen was greeted by a prudish and genteel virgin who awkwardly deflowered her for a few minutes before quickly drifting to sleep. She remembered weeping alone, angry at her naiveté and her disillusionment. "I love you too," Kristen replied, opening her eyes and flashing her spouse a smile before retreating back into her mind. "F-feel good... baby?" "Ya it's good, Doug," she lied. Thinking about her wedding night ruined what little arousal she had achieved, so Kristen switched her thoughts to greener pastures; although she had been a virgin up to her wedding night, Doug was certainly not the only man she had ever been with. After the inaugural year of their marriage, Kristen had become thoroughly convinced that her effete and increasingly workaholic ...

... spouse would never satisfy her boundless sexual appetite. Certainly, she did not actively quest to be unfaithful. Unfortunately, after assenting to her husband's request to teach piano to help pay for the child they had planned on having since their wedding night, circumstances began testing her forbearance. Within a year, the frustrated, young housewife had between her legs a blond lothario home for the summer from his college and his wrestling scholarship. By the end of the summer, she knew well what her mother was screaming about for all those hours at night. After the revelation of her first affair, Kristen became a serial philanderer. She spooled through the various liasons in her mind, her cleft again moistening with each memory. The PTA dad who would not let her husband coach baseball. The contractors that took weeks remodeling the basement bathroom. The boy in loose shorts selling magazines. Doug's young and gifted summer intern. And then, accidentally, she unearthed the one she had been trying to avoid. Garrett. Her handsome son. She remembered flashes of their first time. Doug's month-long business trip to Thailand. Pleasant High's summer vacation. A bottle of wine after a long, exhausting, but incredibly fun Independence Day. Garrett's warm head in her lap, his soft hair in her hands, his shorts bulging obscenely before her eyes, his sobriety weakening with hers. Knees pressing a skirt into the carpet. Fingers pulling down boxers by the elastic band. Kristen's eyes ...