Soaring High Pt 2

After the night of making love, I never saw Ash ever again. She was gone… It’s been four years since then, and I haven’t been able to date anyone, in spite of having been set up on dates. Something about her had captivated me; in all these four years all I hoped for is to meet her again, feel her again. I was furious that she disappeared on me, but the love did not recede, not one bit. I was thrown back into the night.

“Still thinking about her, she disappeared on you four years ago, man! Just fucking find someone else already, I am so sick of it,” said Marc, visibly angry.

“No… no… I was thinking of something else, not her,” I said, flustered.

“Just cut the crap already, we have been friends for over a decade, I know you,” he snarled.

I had been waiting for him at a brewery, so we could begin our Friday ritual. Marc was a lady’s man and had been offered a little too many drinks, but he never made a move on any when he was with me.

“You should go and have fun too, why refuse when I am around,” I sigh.

“Because I don’t want my friend to become a forlorn lover looking for their unrequited love,” Marc retorted.

“Oh, how considerate! Just go already, man,” I tell him. Shooting a last glance for assurance, he looks at me; I assent with a nod and get back to my drink as I watch him walk towards a girl across the room.

Amidst the crowd, I find my way to the washroom—which, fortunately—is not fully occupied yet. As I leave after finishing my business, I stumble into someone and my purse falls on the floor and my belongings pop out of the small bag.

“I am sorry,” I heard a familiar voice say, and I look up. The sight that met my eye was unbelievable, and tears began streaming down my cheeks. Soft sobs echoed in her ears and she looked up only to avert her gaze with an apologetic look. Ash… In a glimpse I noticed changes in her; I am elated and crushed all at the same time.

Pursing her lips before speaking, she muttered a muffled greeting. Without realizing I flung my hands across to hit her which lands a few blows on her arms. “I… I can explain,” she said stuttering and gripping my hands, so I stop hitting her. “I live a block away, would you like to come home,” she asked, and I just followed her, however, before leaving, I lied to Marcus that I am going back home. He didn’t let me off easily, but I hurriedly stepped out as soon as he let me go.

“Let’s go,” I say in a hushed voice, and we start walking. We enter a dark apartment which is then lit with a dim red light. I had not noticed her grown hair until she lets her hair out of the neon wig she wore. I am as mesmerized by her beauty as I was four years ago.

“Would you like something to drink,” she offered sitting me down on the couch. I refused. She grabbed a beer for herself, lit a cigarette and started talking. I’m baffled at how much she’s changed, yet I felt the sameness with her. She continued talking, and I was just staring at her all the while unaware of the tears streaming down my cheeks. “I nev…” she spotted the illuminated beads of tears and moves closer wiping them off and tenderly kissing my lips.

As soon as her lips fell on mine, I melted. Faster than ice. And my lips move in sync with her. The smoke from her cigarette engulfed us while we embraced each other. It would have been difficult for a person to tell us apart, we were that close, moving in symphony.

Between our erratic breathing Ash mouthed a “I love you baby, I never meant to leave you” before going back to kissing me. My sequinned dress felt scratchy as she tried to slide it off me with a sense of urgency. It felt as if she longed for the same. With equal fervor. I guided her hands to the zipper that she unfastened in a blink of an eye. Chills ran down my spine as the cool city breeze hit me. The cold feeling is soon replaced with the warmth of Ash’s mouth as she sucked on my erect nipple while fondling the other breast with her hand. Her actions never failed to elicit moans out of me and I could not do anything except submit.

“I… ha… ve wait… ed for… ah,” I try to desperately tell her how much I wanted this, but the moans won’t be stifled. The more I moaned, the harder she went on me signalling that she wanted me to moan her name. Unabashedly so. Despite the passion, carnal desires, the tenderness lingered in Ash’s actions. She slowly moved upwards and pecked me on the forehead before going back to nuzzling in the crook of my neck. She gently sucked on the sweet spots marking me hers. Her fingers caressed every crevice before reaching my clothed clit.

“Spread your legs apart,” she commanded and like a good submissive kitten, I did. Her finger circled around the outer folds before she touched my clit eliciting a loud moan from me. “Good baby, mommy wants you to keep moaning for her. Moan my name well kitten,” she purred.

“Yes mommy,” I replied in an instant.

She slid my panties aside and dipped her middle finger deep within me while she flicked my clit using her thumb driving me insane. I bucked my hips and saw her smirk, “So needy for mommy already kitten, look at how wet you are,” she said drawing her finger and licking it clean as she eyed me. I would be lying if I said it was not hot.

Ash then leaned to kiss me and I tasted a bit of me on her lips. I whimpered wanting more than some fingering and grinded against her body. “Words, baby,” she said. “I want you mommy, I want you to eat me out now,” I pouted. She obliged. She took my panties of the way and spread my legs. I could feel the rugged couch underneath me as she pushed my dress upwards to get better access. With my pussy and boobs on display and her still being clothed, I felt exposed. The cold breeze brushing against my exposed bits did not make me feel any better. She lapped up on me as I ran my fingers through her silky curls. Her tongue was doing wonders, better than what it was like the last time we made love. Just when she felt my orgasm would come through, she stopped sat up and tenderly kissed me while undressing herself.

Leaving soft kisses all over my face, she repeated her words, “I love you, I missed you,” and intertwined her fingers in mine. “I will pleasure you further in the bedroom, shall we take it there,” she whispered with a soft smile. I nodded, and she carried me in not breaking the eye contact. Gently laying me on bed, she said, “take off your dress and spread your legs apart for mommy please. I’ll be back in a moment,” and left the room to return a minute later. Ash nuzzled into the crook of my neck again as I felt her inserting something in the pussy. It was a vibrator and it started off with the highest setting making me quiver. “Hush baby, mommy’s right here. She will take care of you,” Ash whispered again leaving more hickeys on my breasts before sucking on them again. “Mommy, I am close,” I moaned. She kept toying with the vibrator until the sun shone on us.

As we lay facing each other, she mouthed another apology. “Don’t leave me now, or I’ll kill you,” I reverted giving a peck on her lips. She chuckled snaking her arm to my waist pulling me closer and holding me tight before drifting into slumber.