The temptation of an old flame

After a short walk to Jade's apartment I found myself sitting on the lounge beside her, sipping at a drink as we chatted. Things were pleasant enough as we caught up on recent day-to-day minutiae although there was a noticeable tension in the air. When she reached out and placed a hand on my knee I felt a flutter in my stomach, and as I met her gaze I could see the desire in her eyes.

Suddenly we were kissing passionately, hands roaming over each other's bodies as we indulged in the temptaton of our lost love - the memories of the good times, the physical times fuelling our lust. Soon we had stripped down to our underwear and as I slid Jade's panties down revealing her glistening waxed slit I knew there would be no stopping us.

I removed my boxers and began to climb on top of her, but Jade shook her head at me as she placed her hands on my shoulders and pushed me back down. I knew what she wanted and I was only too happy to oblige - I loved going down on Jade, her smooth pussy a delight to lick and suck and she always came quickly which only served to drive me wild. I quickly got into position, peppering her inner thighs with teasing kisses before leaning in and lapping at her slick wet folds.

I didn't notice at first, lost as I was in the undeniable heat of the moment, but as I lapped at her, pressing in deeper and deeper with my tongue, something started to nag at the back of my mind. I tried to keep to the task but the overwhelming sense that something wasn't right became more and more distracting.