Anger Management

Anger Management
They were friends and colleagues and for a brief time even more. It's probably a good thing the sexual part of the relationship ended. Things were so right and the sex so good, it was inevitable that their lives would be disrupted if it didn't end. But fuck, the sex was good. When they worked together it was magic, they knew each other's moves, they could sense tension and know when to push and when to back down. One of the good and bad parts was they were both fiercely competitive. They competed and bet on everything.
As time went on Sandra's felt the need to change and found another job, and moved away. Ben was hurt by her leaving. Together they were on track to building something the entire corporation would sit up and take notice of. It was a true team effort and after she left it crumbled. They texted 'hello how are things?' And because she still had family in town, she would come back for visits and sometimes Ben and Sandra went for lunch. After a couple years, she ended up moving back to be near her family. It didn't do much to increase how often they got together mind you. She was the strong one, if Ben had his way they would have reconnected intimately a hundred times.
Out of the blue one morning Sandra texted Ben and talked about how horny she was reading his stories on Xhamster. After a little back and forth banter one thing led to another and it turned into a blazing hot sexting session. He talked about how he was going to suck her pussy til she screamed and fuck her like she had never been fucked before. After cumming twice she told him how she was going to ride him til he was ready to explode and take him in her mouth and swallow every drop of his load. It was intense. Ben wondered if this could be the first spark needed rekindle something. Would the years of yearning and lusting finally be over. He wanted to touch her, to taste her, and feel her warm wet pussy. He dreamt about a rendezvous, he wondered if there was ever going to be a way to make it happen.
Then one day a week or so later everything came crashing down. Sandra and Ben got into an argument and it grew over time rather than subside. Trying to communicate by text was the first mistake. Over a couple of weeks some strong resentment and anger developed. The relationship was broken. Maybe forever.
Months later having zero contact, Ben was walking through the local farmers market and came up behind a figure that was unmistakable. Same figure and hair, and an unforgettable ass. Ben got right behind her and drew in a breath, unmistakable Sandra. Nothing but the cheesiest line ever could break the ice. "Come here often?" Ben saw her head drop, "Are you still mad at me?" Ben said. Without lifting her head he heard Sandra say "Yes". "Is there anything I can say?" She replied "I don't know" she said quietly. Ben asked "Can we go somewhere and talk?" She drew a heavy breath, turned to face him and said "sure". As he looked at her, he saw sadness.
The high school football field was next door he gestured to her to follow him there. He saw that the change rooms were not locked as they normally are which would be good place to have it out. Ben led her into a vacant room and turned to face Sandra who was just entering the room. She walked right at him grabbed the sides of his head and pulled him towards her. He expected her to give him shit for being such an asshole. It happened so fast he didn't know how to react. She pulled him in to her. Sandra's tongue parted his lips like a missile. He received her and they kissed. They kissed with passion fueled by anger. And as they kissed the intensity grew and the passion became overpowering. They had united at long last, and neither was going to break free, even to breath. They had been overtaken by uncontrollable lust. They wouldn't break even to fulfill what they needed to survive. The heat of passion grew until finally they gasped for air. As their chests heaved for air, Ben spun Sandra around and slipped his hands around her waist and under her short t-shirt. He pulled her into him reaching up to her perfect breasts. Her nipples were already fully erect and sensitive to his touch. He realized she wasn't wearing a bra. Her gorgeous natural firm breasts barely needed a bra, even with a T-shirt. Pulling her tight to him Sandra could feel his manhood like a steel pipe pressing against the small of her back. Ben kissed her neck and ears while he squeezed her breasts and pinched her rock hard nipples. He heard her whisper "Fuck me". But he needed more. His need to please far outweighed his own satisfaction. Making her cum like she had never cum before was the greatest desire he had. She wanted him to fuck her so badly she pleaded. She wanted him to feel her. To feel how wet she was for him to let him release himself deep in her. His hands slid along her belly and moved down into her summer skirt. As his hands drifted down he noticed she wasn't wearing panties either. She liked to do that when wearing a dress or skirt. It made her feel free and sexy. His hands slid down her belly across the smooth silk of her freshly shaven mound, and effortlessly across her drenched pussy lips. It had never been that wet before. Ben pulled his fingers back through her pussy collecting her perfect nectar from her swollen vagina and labia. He brought his hand up covered in her wetness, moving to his mouth to finally taste her again. Sanda reached and pulled his fingers into her own mouth. She used her lips like a squeegee removing her juice. When she had all traces cleaned from Ben's fingers, she turned to face him. That alone was incredibly hot, but then she opened her mouth to show that she had preserved her juice for him on her tongue. They kissed again like their lives were at stake. She teased him not letting him get to his prize. Finally she passed him his greatest delicacy, letting him have her precious nectar. She had been fantasizing about this moment for yeats. Her tongue followed it in and swirled her juice around his mouth. It was the most erotic sensation he had ever experienced.
Ben paused for a moment to savor the gift. He then lifted her shirt from her and pushed her skirt to the floor. He stood mesmerized by the beauty of her nakedness. To him she was the sexiest woman he had ever known. His mouth drifted down to her breasts and one after the other took her long perfect nipples in his mouth. Ben massaged her breasts as he sucked and nibbled her nipples. Sandra moaned in ecstasy. He kissed and licked his way down to Sandra's belly admiring her freshly shaven pussy. What an unexpected treat. As he moved down to her dripping pussy he drew in a breath of her sweet scent. Years he had waited for this chance again. Ben eased her back to the bench against the wall and she sat. Instinctively knowing what was about to come, Sandra drew her knees to her chest. Again Ben paused to take in the sight. His secret love, naked with her legs spread and knees pulled to her chest anxiously waiting for him to transform her body into a hot wet trembling mess.
Ben ran his hands all over body. Her face, shoulders, and down her arms. He massaged her breasts and traced a line down her front straight to her visibly wet wanting pussy. Ben spread open her labia and moved his mouth in to provide pleasure for her that he so desperately wanted to provide. Ben ran his tongue from the bottom of her opening right up to the emerging tip of her bud. Sandra moaned. He did it again and again. She was going wild and moaning as she felt a burning build in her. Ben put his mouth over her pussy and drew her lips and clit into his mouth drawing blood to her swollen sensitive clit. Sucking harder and harder she's was going crazy. Ben pulled his shorts off to release his swollen trapped cock. He began sliding his tongue over her blood engorged clit causing her to shake and tremble. Sandra started cumming hard. As she did Ben jammed two fingers in her dripping pulsating pussy. She gasped and grunted as he began moving his fingers in and out of her. He began rubbing his fingers across her G spot each time he drew them from her. He picked up the pace wanting her to cum again. He felt her pussy clamp on to his fingers as she began to cum again. As she came he pushed his fingers deep into her and put his mouth over clit and drew it in his mouth again. She was losing control of herself.
Ben stood in front of Sandra with his swollen cock ready to do its job. A line of precum was dripping to the floor. She reached for the swollen purple glistening head and pulled it to her. She wet her lips and pulled the tip of Ben's cock to her. Slowly his dick slid into her mouth right to the back of her throat. It caught Ben off guard and his cock started to throb and he shot his load right down Sandra's throat. It was the first time he had ever cum from a blow lob. Sandra pulled his cock back so she could clean any last drops from his sensitive head. She kept swirling her tongue around the head of his semi hard prick. She pumped his shaft and sucked the head for another minute that's all he needed. Ben was hard again ready to finish his goal. Ben dropped to his knees and moved towards Sandra who was still sitting on the bench. He grabbed his cock and began to rub it up and down her slit. Ben kept doing this coating his cock with her juice. With each trip down and up he would let just the head slide in her then right back out. As he reached her clit he would play with her clit with the head of his cock. This kept going for several minutes. Sandra was begging Ben to fuck her and pushed her hips forward to try and get his cock deep in her. Ben kept doing this until he could see she was going to cum again. When it hit Sandra full force Ben drove his cock completely in Sandra to the hilt. He pushed hard to force every last length of his cock in her. Sandra screamed in ecstasy as she came on his cock. Ben could feel her contractions on him.
Ben pulled out a spun Sandra around and she got her knees on the floor. He reentered her from behind and started slamming into her . Ben knew how he wanted to finish this experience having played it over and over in his mind for the last two years. So he kept fucking her trying to bring out one more climax. After a couple minutes he reached down and started playing with her clit. Just enough to get her close. He heard her moans and winpers build so he stopped rubbing her clit. Now it was building in her and he could sense it. She was getting closer and closer he kept pounding her until he knew she was close. Ben pulled out and turned her around an entered her missionary. He drew her knees up to get his cock access to her gspot and so his head was getting maximum stimulation on each stroke. She was closer moaning on each stroke. She let a breathless sound go that she was cumming. At the same time Ben had picked up the pace saying he was ready to cum. A few more strokes and he buried himself in her as she let out a high pitch whine. They came together. His cock pulsed his load into her as her vagina contracted and squeezed him. After a minute or so. Ben got up and sat on the bench collecting himself. Sandra stood, stepped over to the bathroom stall and cleaned up what she could, stepped into her skirt and pulled the t-shirt over her head. She looked Ben in the eyes, turned and walked out the door.
Ben dressed and sat on the bench reflecting. He remembered that he posted a story on XHamster about coming to the Farmer's Market and having crazy sex with a lost love. No bra, no panties, freshly shaven?.. Ben wondered if she had come here hoping to find Ben. He reflected on the conflict that caused the strife. She instigated it, innocently she said. He knew better than to try and resolve it by texting, which made it worse. More texting more speculation until it was a full out anger and resentment. Ben thought that today was a chance at reconciliation, but she walked out. He knew because of his deep down love for her he felt betrayed and he went too far. A stubborn proud Russian he found it hard to cave and admit his wrong when he should have. Now what? Just go buy some organic produce and head home? He ran for the door to catch her if he could. Down the hallway up the stairs and out the front doors. There she was still standing on front steps. Ben came up behind her and said "I'm sorry"