The phone beeped and the screened flashed – New Message. I opened it, not knowing what to expect. “Can I come over”, the very words themselves being almost seductive. This certainly wasn’t what I had anticipated. A “Behave” or “Go to bed” maybe, but at this text message I felt my heart start to pound. I walked up and down the house almost in a daze. Nervously I picked up the phone and my fingers traced the only response possible – “Yes”. And with those three letters our destiny was sealed.

My ex-wife and I had been separated for over five years and while the first twelve months or so had been a little tense or difficult, we had settled into a relationship where we were back as friends and even had the occasional mild flirt. We never had to resort to court orders or custody arrangements for our daughter as we both had kept our respect for each other, and both always had the best interest of our wonderful (but becoming an obnoxious teenage) daughter upmost in our minds. I could wander in and out of her house at will and she had the keys to mine. She would water my plants, collect the mail and put my garbage out when I was away, and I would perform small tasks for her like changing mower blades or help with computer problems. Things between us were very amicable, but I had never lost the sexual desire I felt for her from our first meeting.

Even though my ex-wife and I had been through our ups and downs I still harboured lustful thoughts about her. At times when I visited her place a flashback of our past lovemaking would come to mind and an immediate stirring was felt in my loins. Sometimes all it took was a stolen glimpse of her cleavage, a rare flash of skin, a whiff of some perfume or a particularly becoming outfit. She may not have known it, but she was the cause of more than a few partial erections in her house.

At home when the urge took me I would masturbate occasionally (if you call almost daily occasionally). My ex-wife was quite often forefront in my mind at those times. It might have been remembering a past lovemaking session we had had, or fantasising about feeling her naked body against mine again, but she gave me many orgasms without even being in the same room. Indeed it wasn’t even the same suburb. It would be hard to say what my favourite fantasy with her involved. It ranged from having her jerk me off to an all-night sex session where we fucked each other in every possible way. And of course there were those thoughts of sharing the bed with her and one of her girlfriends. Imagination is a wonderful thing. It is almost like having your own limitless porn movie supply in your head. And there were also the nights when I would awake from a dream with a full-blown hard-on after having been in some particularly erotic situation with her. No prizes for guessing what I did when I awoke.

My ex-wife had on the odd occasion told me that she did indeed get very horny and could “use a good shag”. Indeed she had told me just that on that very afternoon when I had called in after work for a visit. On one occasion she even told me that she had had an incredibly erotic dream about me and had woken up in the midst of an intense orgasm. I would tell her that it was normal to feel horny and that if she ever needed a hand to help satisfy her urges to let me know. She possibly thought I was joking. I was and I wasn’t. She would usually laugh it off and tell me to behave as she did again that afternoon. I never realised that behind her eyes, she was harbouring the same lustful desires about me that I was about her.

Why did I feel that way about her? There is probably not just a single reason but a combination of a few. While the sexual side of our relationship had diminished significantly in the latter parts of our marriage, the memories of the earlier days were still there. She was a fantastic lover, and definitely the best all round sexual partner I have ever had. While some women may have been better at certain aspects or sexual acts, as a complete package she was the best. She took the time to give as much pleasure as she received. She let you know when she was enjoying something, whether by a look, a gentle moan, or her fingernails digging deep into your back. Plus she was also the most multi-orgasmic woman I have ever known. It was not uncommon for her to have ten or more orgasms almost one after the other, invariably brough on by consistent hard pounding. We were indeed an excellent fit in the bedroom and I guess I wondered if it would still be the same.

There was also an element that I can only describe as “completeness”. We started our sexual journey together some time ago and became great lovers. And while things had deteriorated in that way in later years, I didn’t want that to be the last memory of our lovemaking. There was a need to “set the record straight”, to get things back to where they should be. Sort of like finishing on a positive note.

And then there was the fact that I still found her so goddamn fucking sexy!

The phone beeped again. I nervously checked the incoming text message. “I’ll be there in 20”, it said. It had been a long time since I had felt so excited yet nervous at the same time. Was this really going to happen? Could fantasy become reality? I hurriedly tidied up a few things around the house – stacked the dishes, organised the coffee table, got rid of the dirty clothes on the bed – before quickly undressing and hopping in the shower. My cock was already semi-hard and my heart was beating faster than normal as I washed myself, shaved and shampooed. Towel down, deodorant, clean teeth, brush hair – it was almost a blur – before dressing in something that I hoped looked ok. Then the wait – it didn’t take long.

A set of head lights turned into my driveway and my heart beat even faster. I watched at the doorway as my ex-wife got out of the car and walked to the door. She took her shoes off and I let her inside. She turned and faced me and then almost whispered. “We shouldn’t be doing this”, before kissing me firmly on the lips and taking me in her arms. I responded by holding her tighter and kissing her back passionately. “It’s ok”, I said, “this is for us”. We were locked in a standing embrace by the door and soon our hands started to roam over each other’s clothed bodies. I felt her arse, breasts and face while she ran her hands up and down my back and over my bum, all the time kissing. She put a hand tentatively down to my groin and felt my already hard cock under my shorts. A gasp escaped from her lips. “Let’s go to bed”, I suggested, and locked the front door and led her down the hall.

We stood beside the bed and embraced again, this time more fervently. Once again our hands poured over each other, soon moving under each other’s clothes. Passion and lust were building in our bodies and we pulled apart briefly, but only to become undressed. Now both naked, I pulled her close again, sending tingles through my body as our skin came into contact. She pulled away and reached down to my groin. I felt her shudder as her hand wrapped around my swollen cock. “It’s been too long”, she murmured as she gazed longingly at it. She knelt down in front of me and with her hands on my hips, gently took my cock into her mouth. The warmth of her lips and tongue on my erect shaft were heavenly. I ran my fingers through her hair as she slowly took my cock in and out of her mouth.

It was only a brief sucking and she soon stood up. I laid her down on the bed with me beside her. My hands were now free to explore her body more fully. I ran them up and down the full length of her body from her face to her thighs and everything in between. Beautiful memories came flooding back. The smoothness of her skin, the fullness of her breasts, the shape of her arse that always turned me on. My cock by now had a raging hard-on made all the more firm as it touched against her side. Her hand moved down my chest, over my belly and to my groin. Her fingers ran through my pubes then around to my balls, cupping them before she took my cock in her hand, stroking it slowly as only she knew how.

Kissing her, I moved my hand between her legs. They opened for me allowing me access to the delights inside. I cupped her mound in my hand briefly before moving my fingers lower. I ran a finger up and down her slit, opening her pussy lips. She was already wet and I explored her open pussy. I found her clit and rubbed it. She was moaning with pleasure as I moved my fingers lower. I entered her vagina with one finger and then another, gently finger-fucking her wet warmth. I pulled them out slowly and spread her juices over her clit. I started to rub it, slowly at first, then faster. She was moaning as I moved my head down and took one nipple into my mouth. I sucked on it greedily, feeling it harden against my tongue. Her clit was hardening too. “Don’t stop”, she almost begged. I had no intention of stopping now. I rubbed her clit harder as I sucked her nipple. I felt her tense up, her back arching as she groaned with delight. I looked up and saw her face contort as a powerful orgasm swept from her pussy up through her entire body. Her powerful moans turned to whimpers as she came back down to earth. It was to be the first of many orgasms that night.

I let her rest for a moment as she recovered, my fingers resting on her clit and pussy. I kissed her firmly on the mouth and then worked my way down her body with my lips and tongue. I kissed her neck and shoulders, then down to her breasts where I sucked on her other nipple for a while. It responded nicely, getting harder. Kneeling beside her, I moved down lower, nuzzling my mouth into her furry bush. The musky scent from her pussy drifted into my nostrils, turning me on even more. I wanted her pussy. I was kneeling beside her and I put my mouth to her open pussy. With one long lick I ran my tongue the full length of her slit from her clit to her hole and beyond. Her pussy juices tasted as sweet as I recalled, and I pushed my tongue into her vagina as far as I could. She placed a hand on my arse and squeezed a cheek firmly. Then she moved it between my legs and started playing with my cock and balls. Soon she was stroking my cock and I could feel the pressure building in my loins.

I took my tongue from her vagina and started to lick her clit. I alternated between gentle tickles with the tip to firm licks with the flat of my tongue. Her clit was getting harder and harder and was soon engorged. I placed my lips around it and sucked. Sucking firmly on her clit, I started to rub on it with my tongue. She was writhing in pleasure and it was hard to keep my mouth planted on her pussy. So I put my hands under her arse, grabbed both cheeks and pulled my mouth firmly onto her. She moaned as my tongue worked on her clit. Her pussy was getting wetter and every now and then I would lick her slit to taste some more. Harder and harder I licked on her clit until I felt her tense up again. I clamped my mouth to her pussy as she came again, pleasure once again coursing through her body. When she relaxed I moved back up and kissed her yet again, lying beside her.

“I want your cock now”, my ex-wife said straight out, pushing my onto my back. She knelt up and quickly worked her way down my body, stopping only briefly to give my nipples a gentle suck. Her head went straight down to my cock and she took it into her mouth, covering the glans with her lips. The feeling was exquisite as she performed the most intimate act on me that a woman could. I could feel her tongue running over the head of my cock in her mouth, sending bolts of pleasure deep into my balls. She took me deeper into her mouth and started to move up and down so that her lips were running up and down the shaft of my hard cock, her tongue caressing its head. My hands ran all over her body while she did it, through her hair, down her back, over her arse and even squeezing her tits as best I could. I started to rock my hips up and down in time with her bobbing head. The pressure was building in my balls as an orgasm built up. She must have sensed it, as she stopped, took my cock in her hand and gave it a kiss on the end, then almost begged, “I need you to fuck me now”.

We almost swapped places, my ex-wife lying on her back, me kneeling on the bed. But this time I was kneeling between her open legs. I moved in closer until my cock was up against her pussy. I rubbed my cock back and forth, opening her pussy lips until it was sliding up and down her wet slit. She was moaning as the head nudged at her swollen clit, the shaft being covered in her pussy juices. I moved back, then in one long slow thrust I entered her easily all the way. We both moaned together as my cock filled her pussy for the first time in over five years. Mmmmmmm that first delicious thrust as her vaginal walls wrapped around my hard cock. I kept still for a moment savouring the pleasure, then started to fuck her. Slowly at first, then harder and harder I fucked her. She was squeezing her tits and nipples as my cock rammed into her. It didn’t take long before another powerful orgasm wracked her naked body.

I lay down on top of her and kissed her fully, still moving my cock in and out. My tongue inside her mouth as my cock worked its magic in her pussy. Our bodies pressed against each other, skin and skin for the entire length, cock and pussy joined. I knelt back up, threw her legs over my shoulders then fucked her hard. Her body writhed beneath mine, her tits bouncing with each hard thrust of my cock. She came yet again almost causing me to lose my load. Luckily I held out.

“It’s my turn to fuck you now”, she said. I got off her, my cock slipping out of her disappointingly, and lay on my back. She knelt over me, took my cock and her hand and guided it to her vaginal entrance. She lowered herself onto me, taking me all in, impaling her body on my cock. She rode my cock up and down, slowly at first, then faster and faster. She was holding and massaging her tits as she bounced up and down on my cock. My hands were on her tits as she fucked me. I pulled her down to me and kissed her hard on the mouth. Then I moved down and sucked greedily on a nipple. It was already hard in my mouth. My hands moved around and squeezed her arse cheeks, pulling her up and down as she rode me. She sat back up and ground her pussy deep onto my cock. I could feel it pushing into the depths of her wet vagina. She started to ride me again hard. I grabbed both her tits in my hand, squeezing her erect nipples as she drove up and down on my hard cock. She was moaning again, about to cum. As she came down on my cock I thrust my hips up to meet her. This sent her over the edge and another violent orgasm swept through her. As she sat down on me I could feel her pussy pulsating with pleasure around my cock. I gently massaged her tits and nipples as the enjoyed the remains of her orgasm.

“Would you do me from behind, doggy style”, she asked when she had recovered. “Gladly”, I replied, knowing from past experience that this was a particular favourite of hers. She got off my cock and onto her hands and knees beside me. I knelt behind her and positioned the head of my cock against her pussy. Without further ado I plunged it into her, filling her vagina to its depths. Then I fucked her hard from behind like I remembered she liked it. I grabbed her by the hips and started ramming my cock in and out of her. The sight of her gorgeous arse and my glistening cock sliding in and out of her was a complete turn on. My hips were ramming into her arse causing her body to shudder with each violent thrust. I grabbed her arse cheeks and spread them open allowing my cock to penetrate her even deeper. This was fucking in pure animal lust. I kept driving my cock in and out of her until she came yet again.

She lay back down on the bed on her back. By now we were both almost exhausted and our bodies glistened with sweat from our intense workout. I knelt between her legs again and looked down on her hot panting body. My cock was throbbing. It was time for me to cum. I moved in closer kneeling between her legs and thrust my cock into her yet again. I grabbed her legs by the ankles, spreading them wide and began to fuck her wet pussy. The pleasure was getting more intense in my groin with each deep thrust. I could tell by her moans that she was enjoying it as much as I was. My balls were beginning to tighten as I felt my orgasm approach. I lay down on top of her and pressed my body onto hers. She wrapped her legs around me as only she could, pinning my cock into her, her heels like spurs in my arse cheeks. My hands in her hair I kissed her deeply and ground my cock even deeper into her vagina still. She started to moan louder as another orgasm approached and I knew I was about to cum too. She tensed up and her pussy contracted tight around my cock and with one final thrust I erupted. Spurts of hot cum shot from my cock deep into her as her pussy throbbed in simultaneous orgasm with mine. I lay there still joined with her for a while. Kissing her tenderly I looked into her eyes. “Thank you”, we both said in almost unison.

After that we lay together naked and talked for a while. I was nestled into her back, my softening cock pressed against her smooth arse, my arms around her cupping her breasts in each hand. We talked about each other, our daughter and life in general, and opened channels that had been closed for a while. It felt good. The circle was closed. We had started as fantastic lovers and now I knew that we still were. And that ended our five-year reunion. A reunion of bodies that had been too long in the coming. Who knows what the future would hold...