Reunion

“Oh, yes, you fucking beautiful man,” April moaned into the bedsheets. “Slam me with that giant fucking piece of man meat."

Your reunion had needed to wait longer than either of you wanted. She'd flown in on Saturday evening as planned, but her parents had known and always went to pick her up. Showing up anyway had flitted through your mind, but meeting your 'not official yet' girlfriend's parents for the first time in an airport sounded like... not the greatest idea. So they had picked her up and brought her home, and then Sunday she'd been embroiled in family stuff and not able to get away.

Unable to wait any longer, you'd worked from home on Monday and taken off a couple of hours early. April had arrived at 3:37 PM.

By 4:00 PM, not that you had been keeping track, you were both naked and she was slobbering on your cock.

April had been hungry for you, just as much as you'd been hungry for her. The blowjob had been intended as an appetizer only, but when you started to rise quickly to your release April had pivoted and sealed her lips around the knob of your cock, swallowing your load as she stroked you with both hands. Then it had been your turn and, even as she was laughing and wiping her mouth, you hauled her up from the floor of your bedroom and tossed her on the bed. She'd flipped over, presenting you with her ass and spreading her legs to bring her pussy into view.

Her delighted laughter as you buried your face between her warm, tanned cheeks and slurped at anything you could get your lips on was music of the best kind.

Then, before you could get a chance to even start bringing her towards an orgasm, she'd started begging for your cock. Not immediately - no, she was filthier than that.

"Get me ready. Make sure I'm all lubed up and stretched out, Ollie. Fuck, my hole probably got too tight because the little slut hasn't been fucked by your mammoth cock in too long. I neeed it, baby. God, I've been dreaming of you, I swear."

You weren't sure if you'd ever had your ego stroked quite so hard. Or your cock.

She'd begged and begged, laughing in between the absolutely filthy things she was crooning to you. Thankfully Hikaru was working a shift at the coffee shop and then was supposed to head over to Hannah's, so you weren't worried about her overhearing. You had no idea what sort of reaction your sweet cousin would have to the naughty shit April was saying.

Finally, you'd pulled her closer to the edge of the bed so that her knees were ust braced on the mattress and she waved her ass around. You wedged your cock into that warm, wet slot and pushed, easing yourself in as she squirmed and moaned. It took five slow strokes to bury yourself fully.

"Fuck me," she'd moaned. "Fuck me please."

She knew what she wanted and you were more than happy to give it to her.

"Slap my ass. No- Slap your ass. It belongs to you and your big cock and your giant heart." Spank. "Yes, Ollie. Again!" Spank. "Ungh!"

"Pull my hair. Pound me and pull my hair. Crack my back like that song says."

"What song?" you panted.

"I don't fucking know, I just know there's a song that's like 'My neck, my back- somethingsomethingcrack my back.' And it's about fucking."

"I'm the wrong person to ask about song lyrics," you laughed, panting a little from the sexual effort. "We can look it up later." (It turned out the song was sexual, but not about cracking backs. It was about cunnilingus, and April declared you were already well on your way to mastering that activity.)

She came twice on your cock, the second time sending her down to her stomach on the bed as she moaned loud enough that you were worried your neighbours might hear - the only saving grace there was that your bedroom was on the side of the apartment opposite the wall you shared with Margot. That second orgasm pulled April off of your cock entirely, and you almost lost it when you saw her pussy pulsing and gaping as it tried to close after being stretched around your girth.

"Back in me," April mumbled through the tail end of her orgasm, humping her hips even though she was flat on the bed, making her ass jiggle a little. "Back in me. Finish in me."

You climbed up on the bed and got back into position, pushing into her accompanied by a moan that was just as lewd as the first time. It didn't take long for you to be grunting from exertion, the different angle much harder for you to maintain without collapsing right down on top of her with all your weight. April was helping though, pushing her ass back at you, the sound of your skin slapping together almost as loud as when you spanked her.

And then you came again, wheezing as you felt each pulse. Right at the end you got scared you were going to fall on top of her as your knees and arms got weak and you pulled out, falling to the side instead, and your last rope of cum splattered over her ass cheeks.

"Fuck," you panted.

"Fuuuck," she moaned, crawling the little ways necessary to kiss you.

"Welcome home," you chuckled breathlessly.

"It's good to <>I>be* home," she grinned, more than a little cum drunk.

"What do you think of this?" April asked.

You leaned over, squinting a little as you examined her work. She'd brought over her latest Dragonauts unit and you'd spent the afternoon before dinner putting together kits for Arclite. Well, after the fucking, that's what you'd done.

Throwing on the first season of Dragonball, sitting down and building miniatures, with a smoking hot girl?

Best afternoon ever.

Once all the minis were put together you'd taken a break to make dinner. April had been fascinated by the diet Hannah had you on and you'd ended up needing to text your best friend some questions to answer the ones April had. You'd ended up eating some nicely seasoned pork cutlets along with some grilled asparagus and a cauliflower mash that was blessedly allowed to have cream cheese in it to give it some pizazz along with the herbs.

You and April ate on the couch, casual as hell, watching another episode of Dragonball and laughing at the delivery of some of the lines. Then you went and washed the dishes together, doing more cute domestic bliss things, before returning to the minis. You had a small airbrush booth you set up so you could prime them, and then you broke out the paints and brushes.

"I like the way the parchment looks," you said.

"I was talking about the robe," April sighed.

"Oh, yeah," you said. "Maybe try giving it another highlight layer?"

She nodded, pulling back the Dragonaut Battle-Librarian and starting to search through your unnecessarily large paint collection for the right hue to use.

The door to the apartment opened, almost spooking you and messing up the fine edge highlight you were working on.

"Oh, hey you guys," Margot said, coming in with Hikaru. "Welcome back, April."

"Thanks," the brunette grinned, giving a little wave.

"I thought you were hanging out with Hannah, Hikaru?" you asked curiously.

"We were," Hikaru smiled, coming over and giving you a hug from over the back of the couch, along with a kiss on the cheek. "All three of us." She went to hug April as well.

Margot followed her, but came around the side and wrapped her arms around you from there, giving you a more solid squeeze. "We wanted to invite you, April, but we knew you two would want to do some catching up."

"Oh, thanks for thinking of me," April said.

"Actually, we're still thinking of you," Margot said, giving you a kiss on the cheek like Hikaru before pulling away and going over to sit on the chair near April. "We were thinking of doing a Girl's Night this Thursday while Ollie is at his Game Night at the store."

"I promise it will be fun," Hikaru said sweetly.

"Oh, I-" April hesitated, looking concerned. "I really want to, but I found out a couple of days ago my best friend is coming back into town. We're supposed to catch up Wednesday, and then I was hoping you'd come meet her Thursday, Oliver?"

"Uh, oh," you said. When was the last time you'd missed Game Night? "Yeah, I mean, if it's for Zara then yeah, I can skip out and come meet her."

April gave you a thankful, beaming smile, and you noticed Margot and Hikaru trade glances and felt a little guilty. Usually, if something came up on a Thursday you tried to reschedule.

"Well, how about on the weekend then?" Margot offered. "I was planning to head out to the stable where I do some horse riding lessons on the side to try and get some saddle time in. How about we try to make it a mini girl's trip? Is Zara staying that long?"

"I can't see her leaving that fast," April said, then she smirked. "I'd also like to see her face if she tried to ride a horse. She can be a little uptight."

"Great," Margot chuckled. "It's a Girl's Trip Saturday then. Think you can handle yourself for one weekend, Ollie?"

"I'll manage," you chuckled.

For some reason, you felt what you might have called a disturbance in the ****. You weren't sure what had just shifted, but something had.

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