Unexpected Connection Pt. 01

She nodded, "Understandable, so are you planning on staying around?"

"Hold that thought, I need another drink, you want one?"

She looked at her watch and saw that it was about 10, she thought, then said, "One more won't kill me."

He nodded and headed inside; as she watched him walk away, she began to think about all of the things he had said and like she had told him, she couldn't believe that her former friend had turned into the person he described, but seeing how she acted around town or when she would run into her, there was no denying that Michelle had become an entirely different person, someone that Marissa no longer recognized. She also couldn't help but notice that Ben had stayed in really good shape. She was a single woman after all and before everything blew up, she had spent a lot of time over at the house and on the lake with he and Michelle, she always noticed that Ben was someone who took cares of himself, and the jeans and t-shirt he wore tonight was no different.

She was snapped out of her thoughts as he returned, handing her the drink, and then sitting down again, she took a sip and said, "Thanks, that's perfect."

He smiled, "Welcome, so, enough about my issues, what's going on in your love life."

She laughed and picked up her drink, took a sip, then set it down, scooting closer a bit in the process. "Well, there is no love life."

He laughed, "What do you mean?"

"Just what I said, there is no love life. I haven't been out on a date in God knows how long. Come to think of it, this is the closest thing to a date I've been on in probably six months."

He chuckled, "How is that possible?"

"Well, I don't want to become a farmer's wife, and let's face it, that is about all that is around here."

He laughed, "You look good in flannel from what I remember."

She laughed with him, "And I look better in a dress or business clothes also, which I have more of."

They both laughed for a few moments, drinking, and sitting quietly until he broke the silence, "In all seriousness, and if I'm out of line, I'm sorry in advance. You're a beautiful woman and overall, just a great person, I am surprised guys aren't beating down your door."

She smiled, "Thanks, and they're trying, I'm just not answering. Also, you never answered my earlier question, are you planning on staying around?"

"I dunno, I do like the area, I really like the house and my job is solid. If I finish up my administration shit, I could probably get a principal job easy."

"But?"

"Yeah, there is a but; I would like to go out to eat around here without worrying about my food being spit in, or not have to pick my mail up off the lawn."

He laughed, letting her know that he at least had a good sense of humor about it, she laughed too before taking another sip of her drink, "Well I think you should."

"Oh really, why's that?"

"Cause I've had a good time tonight, you're down to earth and don't care who you impress, I like that."

He smiled, "I've had a good time tonight too."

She set her glass down and leaned in, "Give me a hug!"

He laughed and leaned in, hugging her, he noticed the smell of her shampoo and rather than a quick hug between friends, instead they both lingered, and when they pulled away, their eyes locked, and before either realized it, their lips were together in a kiss. They hesitantly kissed for a moment, before pulling away; Ben spoke first, "Whoa."

Marissa looked at him with large eyes, "Yeah, I didn't mean to..."

"I didn't either, but..."

"It was good."

"So good."

Their lips crashed together again, this time, the hesitancy from before was now gone, and they made out for the next few minutes, only breaking apart to take a deep breath before coming back together. With their kisses becoming more passionate, they both moved against other until Marissa pulled back for a breath, then panting, climbed into Ben's lap, and said, "This okay?"

He nodded his head enthusiastically and pulled her back to him. As their kisses heated back up, and their tongues wrestled between their lips, she began to grind against him, causing her to let out soft moans into their kiss, and him to let out groans as she rocked back and forth. They pulled away once again to catch their breath, they stared into each other's eyes, and before they could dive back in for another kiss, Ben said, "Wanna go inside?"

"I thought you'd never ask."

She got off and quickly made her way back inside, he quickly extinguished the torches and followed her. When he got into the kitchen, she was nowhere to be seen, so he laughed and called out, "Marissa?"

From the hallway, he heard her, "In here."

He made his way towards her voice and found her climbing the stairs. He chased after her and when they reached the top of the steps, she turned, and he pushed her up against the wall where their kissing resumed. His mouth moved from her lips to her cheek then to her neck as she groaned and began to work her hands up the back of his shirt. As it rose with her hands, he lifted his arms and pulled back so she could pull it off, then drop it on the floor.

She glanced at his now nude torso, "God you're hot."

He laughed, "I've had a lot of time to work out."

"I'd say it is working; come on."

She ducked underneath his arms and began walking down the hall, she walked right past the room he was sleeping in, he paused, "Marissa..."

"Shhhh... come on." When he didn't move, she turned and quickly peeled her own top of, dropping it on the floor, leaving her in her jeans and a black bra. She smiled and said, "Ben, I want you to fuck me in your old bed."

She pushed the door open, walked in and as she reached the bed, she glanced over her shoulder to see he had indeed followed her. She stopped and walked back to him, wrapping her arms around his neck, he said, "I've only been in here a few times, mainly when I bought a new mattress."

She kissed him again before pulling away and saying, "I figured, and I want to change that. You shouldn't be sleeping in the guest room of your own house.

He replied sheepishly, "It's not a big deal."

She pressed her finger to his lips, "Shhh. I've told you what I want, do you think you can do that?"

She palmed the growing bulge in his jeans, he let out a groan and replied, "Yes."

With a grin she stepped back and began to unbutton her jeans and with a shimmy of her hips began to work them down, exposing a matching pair of black panties. "Good, now I want you to do whatever you want to me, the only no is anal, that hole is exit only."

He couldn't help but laugh and began to work his own pants off, once they were both standing in their underwear, he closed the gap and pressed their bodies together, kissing her again. As they moved backwards toward the bed, her legs hit it first, and with a giggle, they fell onto the bed.

Their kiss continued until he raised up and said, "Wanna move up some." She nodded and they moved towards the top of the bed. As he hovered over her, he said, "I was always told if a woman matches her bra and underwear, she decided to have sex that night."

She smirked, reached between her breasts, undid the front clasp, and moving the cups free to expose a pair of breasts that he guessed were a C-cup. As he took them in, she said, "I didn't plan to have sex tonight, but I ALWAYS match my panties and bra, and you will find out, I REALLY like sex."

"Oh..."

She smirked, "And that is if I wear underwear."

He sighed and lowered himself to her; he kissed her lips before kissing his way down her body, pushing the bra to the side so he could have full access to her breasts. He spent the next few minutes essentially worshipping her breasts, kissing every square inch, sucking, and biting the nipples, cupping the soft flesh, using her sounds and motions as a guide to what she liked. The entire time, she ran her hands through his hair as she cooed and moaned at the pleasure.

As he left her breasts and began to kiss lower, she raised herself onto her elbows and watch him with a smile on her face. As he got to the waist band of her panties, she ran her hand back through his hair and softly said, "Stop."

He looked up at her, "I thought you said I could do whatever I wanted?"

She grinned, "Oh I did, but I've felt your cock pressing against me for the last 10 minutes, I would like to see and taste it."

She saw him glance away and say, "You don't have to."

She used her finger to lift his chin, "I know I don't have to; I want to. Is that okay?"

"It's just that Mich..."

She cut him off, "Would she not give you head?!"

He shook his head, "Only on my birthday."

Marissa twisted her face in annoyance, "That's stupid. Switch me positions and take those off." As they shuffled in bed, Marissa shrugged her bra off and tossing it onto the floor while Ben wiggled his way out of his boxers, allowing his cock to slip free, with him now on his back, his 7 inches of cock stuck straight up. Marissa turned around and gazed at it, feeling herself becoming wetter, then said, "You have a beautiful cock, I can't wait to taste and feel it."

"You're just saying...". His words were cut off as she bent at the waist, taking almost half of his cock into her mouth. He let out a groan as he felt her tongue flicking the underside and her lips began to work up and down his shaft. All he could do as she sucked was lean back, watch, and enjoy the feelings rolling through his body. At one point she tried to deep throat him, but couldn't quite touch her nose to his pelvis, causing him to let out a loud groan and subconsciously thrust upward.

His reactions were bringing a smile to her face and only encouraged her on, but her hair kept getting in the way, so she allowed his cock to slip from her mouth, but quickly replaced it with her hand as she said, "Can you hold my hair?"

"How?"

She bent down and hovered her mouth above his clock and said, "Just tangle your hand in there, I'll let you know if it hurts." He nodded, did as she said, and as she got ready to take him back into her mouth, she looked up and said, "Don't be afraid to guide me a little bit." Not waiting for him to respond, she took his cock back into her mouth, and proceeded to run her tongue and lips all over his shaft, taking special time to suck on the head. Like he did with her breasts, she paid special attention to his noises, but the biggest give away as to what he liked was when he would grip her hair firmer.

The tension on her scalp and his groans spurred her on to focus on specific spots, and those groans began to get louder, and she felt him lifting his hips more. She grinned and rose, allowing his cock to slip from her mouth again, "I promise you; I'll suck you off, but tonight, I really need you to fuck me."

He let out breath that he didn't even know he was holding, then shook his head and said, "I'll hold you too that."

She smiled, seeing his confidence, "Good."

He sat up so their faces were only a few inches apart, then pulled her into a kiss. They kissed for a few moments until he pulled away, "Can I return the favor?"

She got a sly look on her face, "I dunno, can you?" He got a confused look on his face for a moment until she took his cock in her hand and said, "Ben, you can do whatever you want to me, just tell me."

Understanding quickly, he said, "Take your panties off and swap me."

"That's better." She quickly did as he said and then lay where he had been, spreading her bent legs, exposing herself to him. Marissa varied her pubic hair, preferring minimalist, but there wasn't a set style she went with, being closer to summer, she had shaved a narrow landing strip about two inches long, that pointed directly to her now prominent clit.

Ben ran his hands up her thighs, causing her to sigh as he disappeared between them; she could feel his warm breath on her wet pussy, and shivered in anticipation. Ben took a deep breath, taking in her aroma, then kissing her thigh before moving onto her lips. He started out slowly kissing and licking her outer lips, causing her to begin cooing and gyrating her hips, craving his tongue all over her seeping pussy.

Ben noticed very quickly that Marissa was very wet, probably the wettest woman he had ever been with, spurring him on to begin making his way to her clit. He licked it gently first, causing her coo to turn to a moan, then took it in his mouth, sucking gently as she let out another moan. He felt her hand on his head, holding it to her and allowing him to focus on her clit for another few seconds. With another moan, her thighs clamped onto his head, and caught by surprised, Ben kept up what he was doing as she shook, and he felt wetness covering his chin.

As she calmed down and released his head, he pulled his head away and saw her chest heaving and her eyes closed, he softly asked, "Did you just cum?"

She bit her lip and shook her head, after taking a deep breath, she said, "You're amazing at that, and I cum very easy when someone knows what they are doing, and you CLEARLY do."

He grinned, enjoying the boost to his confidence, "Then you won't mind if I dive back in?"

She giggled, "Not at all. I just hope I don't drown you."

Once again, his head disappeared between her thighs, and instead of going back to her clit, she felt his hand separate her lips, then his tongue probing her opening. She let out another moan and lifted her legs and hips, providing him complete access to her. He spent the next few minutes pressing his tongue into her, flicking it against her inner walls, all while she moaned and held his head in place. With his tongue starting to get tired, and pulled it out and moved back up, taking her clit into his mouth again.

She let out a long moan due to the suction, but her eyes shot open when she felt two fingers enter her; the combination of the suction and his fingers, caused another orgasm to roll through her. This time, he kept up what he was doing, along with flicking her nub with his tongue and giving her pussy the come here motion. As one orgasm began to wane, she felt him press on her G-Spot, causing an even more intense orgasm hit her, this one causing her press into his mouth, and she felt herself squirt.

As the orgasm rolled through her, Ben once again felt his face getting wet, then there was a clear moment when that intensified. As her body slowly began to shake less, he let her clit slip from his mouth, slowed down his fingers, and spent the next few moments cleaning up her wetness that covered her slit along with his face. As she shuddered with each lick, he softened a bit more, not wanting to over stimulate her.

Once he was sure he had cleaned up her excess wetness, he raised up and smiled, she grinned then started laughing, "Oh my god, you're covered in me!"

"I think I did a good job?"

"You did a GREAT JOB!" She sat up and taking his face in her hands, pressed her lips to his, tasting herself and her own wetness getting on her face also. When their kiss ended, he lay back down and grinned, "So you ready to fuck me big boy."

Neither of them could keep a straight face and burst out laughing; Ben was laughing so hard, he doubled over resting his head on her stomach as they continued laughing. As their laugher died down, he raised back up, "I dunno about the big boy shit, but you did say you wanted to have sex."

"Good, because if you are as good with that thing as your mouth, this is going to be great." He leaned over on the bed, opening the nightstand and found a pack of condoms from when he was still married, he pulled one out and felt the bed shift. Marissa had sat up and she gave him a confused look, "Why do you have condoms?"

He looked down, almost ashamed, "She hated her birth control, so she got off it, and the thought of me cumming inside her grossed her out anyway."

Marissa sighed, took the condom from him, setting it on the bed, then lifting his chin with her finger, she looked into his eyes, "That is dumb, there's nothing gross about what you said." She paused to kiss him and feeling his tongue react, she knew he was taking her words to heart. As their kiss broke, she continued, "If you want to wear it, that's fine with me, but know I'm clean, I have an IUD, and I would love to feel you cum inside of me."

He groaned and pushed her back, climbing between her legs and lining the head of his cock up against her slit. As he pushed in, they both groaned, him due to the wetness and warmth as her walls engulfed him, her because he was bigger than average, stretching her slightly and scratching the proverbial itch that came from no sex in over six months.

As they got used to each other, she was pleasantly surprised when he said, "If there is a time after this, we can try other positions, but this time, I want to see you cum, especially when I do."

She moaned, "Oh fuck that is hot."

"I don't know how long I'll last; it's been a while."

"I don't care, just fuck me."

He began to thrust, slowly at first that almost seemed like love making rather than fucking; as much as she thought she wanted fast and hard, she found herself enjoying the steady thrusts, and when he did finally begin to speed up, she felt a small orgasm creeping up, then with a firm thrust, she let out a moan followed by, "Fuck!" as her orgasm flowed through her.

Ben continued this new pace as her orgasm washed over her, feeling her walls contract around him, causing him to moan as she did. With her orgasm subsiding, he raised up, changing the angle slightly before resuming his thrusts, this time much faster and firmer. The room began to fill with the noise of his pants and her moans. She found herself raising her hips to meet his thrusts and it wasn't long before she heard his breaths become more ragged, and his thrusts became more erratic.

Her finger immediately flew to her clit, pressing on it while rubbing in a circular motion, seeing this, Ben thrusted one more time into her and with a moan felt his balls contract as he began to cum. His vision became blurry and all he could do was hold his pelvis tight to her as he dumped over a year's worth of sexual energy into her.

Feeling his cock pulse, the splash of warmth of his cum, and her own touch, Marissa felt herself tumble over the orgasmic waterfall. Her pussy clenched, hard enough that if fought to expel his cock, leaving a little of his cum on her outer lips, then coating his pelvis with her own orgasm as she squirted once again.

With the apex of her orgasm behind her, she squeaked out, "Put it back in."

He fumbled with his wet cock and slipped it back inside of her. She shuddered and he could feel her walls gently squeezing him, he groaned, then his eyes shot open as she coaxed a bit more cum from. When he looked down at her, she was smiling; she reached up, gently pulling him to her, then kissing him. They spent the next couple of minutes kissing softly and stroking each other's skin as he softened inside of her.

She groaned as he rolled off her but took a deep breath before rolling onto her side, clenching her pelvic muscles and draped a leg of his while resting her head on his chest. They lay there silently for another few moments until he said, "Wow."

"She sighed, "Wow indeed. You're pretty good."

He laughed, "You're just saying that."

She lifted her head, smiling at him then becoming serious said, "No I'm not. That was amazing, you gave me exactly what I wanted."

"I'm glad, you were amazing too."

She jokingly replied, "I know!"

They both laughed and fell back into their silence. Ben looked at the clock and seeing it was a 11:30. Marissa was making no sign of leaving and he was really enjoying himself, he shifted a bit and said, "Do you want to stay the night?"

Marissa grinned to herself, but said, not wanting him to feel obligated, "I can leave if you want?"