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This is a series of stories about hooking back up with Jess, my first HS girlfriend, after two years with someone else. free ass pics Here goes, names changed to protect the innocent. Check out parts 1, 2, and 3, and my "First Handjobs" series for more from the same girl. The summer went on, and through my internship turning into a new job, things at work requiring crazy hours, and Jess's own work stuff, we saw each other less and less. I think we both knew that we weren't going to do this for much longer.
Still, when we had free time we always checked what the other one was doing. One nice warm day, a day that was still humid and wet from thunderstorms the night before; she said I needed to come over so she could show me something. I don't know what I thought she had to show me, my thoughts went to some sort of damage from the storms the night before. I don't know what she wanted me to do, and her parents were rich so surely they'd call someone to fix whatever it was, but I went over anyways.
She said that she just wanted to talk, so we went for a walk around her neighborhood. Her neighborhood was a long road that branched off of a two-lane county road. This long road ended at a cul-de-sac where her house was. Lining the entire length of the road were large houses; an island of upper-middle and upper class suburbia in an otherwise rural area. While a younger me, a slim shady wannabe always felt out of place here; the new, mature, career oriented me took the chance to look around.
Maybe I'd buy a house in a place like this someday. Naw, too many busybody neighbors getting all up in your shit. I daydreamed randomly while she talked until one question broke my distraction. "Do you like my pedicure?" she asked me. What a crappy foot guy I was, I looked down and saw that her feet were absolutely perfect. This wasn't a cheap job, she went to a pro. They looked so smooth and clean, with blue and white toes. I just wanted to ravage them right there.
She was also wearing brand new blue flip-flops, the cheap kind with the plastic top that formed a triangle between the first two toes and each side of her foot. Somehow I didn't even notice until she mentioned it. Am I really not horny at all? No way. I told her of course I did. We walked to the edge of her neighborhood and crossed the county road that separated her neighborhood teen girls nude from the more rural area.
Across the county road was a smaller two lane road, which we followed for a while. We were pretty far from the houses in her neighborhood at this point, and the road we were on went to a wooded area. We continued talking as we walked up a big hill, but really I was distracted by her feet, which now had red marks on the top from walking the long distance in hard plastic flip flops. I could kiss those red marks better, I kept thinking.
And lick the rest of her feet better just to make sure. When we got to the top, she asked if I remembered where we were. A flood real lesbian sex of memories came back to me that I had otherwise forgotten about. When we dated in high school, if it was above like 30 degrees, we would go for walks to get away from her parents. One time when walking up here, we stopped; and she pics of nude girls opened my pants, pulled out my cock, and jerked me off. This was another one of my first handjobs, but wasn't exciting enough to stand out in my mind until being here brought it back.
I remembered what the cold air felt like on it until she got her warm hands around it. I remembered that we didn't have lube and didn't think of using her spit, so it felt rough until some precum wetted things up a bit. I remembered her turning with her back towards me, her hands still on my cock, to hide what we were doing when a car came past. But she didn't stop stroking. We probably looked like a couple of dorks to whoever drove past, her standing there and me practically crawling up her ass trying to hide my nudity.
And I remembered her moving so I didn't get cum on her clothes as she jerked me to completion, leaving a little puddle on the side of the road. After I finished, we turned around and walked back to her house.