What We Left Behind
Amber Lust · Ongoing · 352.1k Words
Introduction
Ten years after high school, Brenda, Sadie, Michelle, and Colette reunite in their small ski town of Emerald Pines, Colorado.
Brenda, a chef, is back with big dreams and unanswered questions.
Sadie, a famous streamer, hides struggles behind her glamorous life.
Michelle, a fearless ski instructor, can’t escape the shadows of her past.
Colette, the hometown business owner, knows secrets the others would rather forget.
What starts as a fun reunion quickly unravels into a tangle of old grudges, buried feelings, and shocking truths. As their friendships are tested, the four must face their pasts and decide if they can rebuild what’s been broken—or let it all go.
Chapter 1
Brenda's Story
As she bounced off the mattress, Michelle Min looked up at her boyfriend, Andrew, with hungry eyes. "So," she asked, "are you going to miss me?"
"Every single minute," he answered. Andrew's black hair was shaved close to the scalp. His lean frame was clad in a white tank top and blue jeans. "I'll miss your voice, your eyes, your body, your touch. Anytime you see the girls you turn into a horny little devil. I hate to see you go but I love seeing you come back."
"Flattery will get you everywhere." Having spent the morning packing, Michelle was in nothing more than a black t-shirt and old gym shorts. "How about I give you a little gift so you don't feel lonely while I'm gone?"
She smiled coyly while running her hands over his chest and abdomen before tugging on his tank top. Andrew pulled it over his head while Michelle, gazing at him with growing lust, undid the button and zipper of his jeans. She shoved them down, allowing his semi-erect cock to spring free. "First," she said as she took him in both hands, "I'm going to get this guy here all warmed up. Then I'm going to throw you on the bed and fuck you ragged."
Her fingers slid through her chestnut brown hair, pulling out the red scrunchie that had been keeping it back in a ponytail. "See?" she proclaimed while sliding the hair tie down his shaft. "I even put a bow on it for you."
"Oh my God, Michelle," Andrew laughed, a laugh that quickly turned into a gasp when Michelle took him in her mouth. "Oh my GOD, Michelle." Her lips engulfed his tip for a moment before she pulled back. She ran her tongue in a circle around the head while her fingers teasingly squeezed his length. Smiling to herself when she heard the frustrated sigh of her lover, Michelle once again wrapped her lips around him. This time she slowly slid downwards. She moved with care, getting used to his length. Her hands did their part as well, one hand gently cupping his balls as her other hand carefully gripped and caressed the exposed portion of Andrew's cock.
It didn't take long for her man to be hard as stone. With exquisite slowness, she managed to take his full length between her lips. A strangled groan of anguished pleasure escaped Andrew at the sensation. Her hands grabbed his butt, squeezing his body as she engulfed him. Michelle held him inside of her mouth for a few moments before bobbing her head forward just a little more. Then she proceeded to slide her mouth back up his shaft, moving with the same torturously slow pace, sucking on his cock and eliciting another tortured groan.
When Michelle pulled her lips from Andrew's cock, the hungry look in her eyes was replaced by playfulness as she now held her scrunchie between her lips. He laughed quietly as she took it out of her mouth and threw it in the general direction of the dresser. "I guess that makes me unwrapped," he teased.
Michelle gave him a coy smile as she stood up and shoved him onto the mattress. She pulled off her t-shirt, snapping her arm several times to ball up the article of clothing before whipping it into the far corner. The action revealed a body toned from two decades of skiing - flat stomach, lean shoulders, and pert, trim breasts topped with dark, erect nipples. Without taking her eyes off Andrew she bent over, hinging at her hips to slide her gym shorts off. The action revealed Michelle in all her glory. A freshly trimmed strip of black hair ran down between her legs.
He reached to pull her down on top of him, only for Michelle to grab his wrists. "I said I was going to throw you on the bed and fuck you," she growled while pinning down his arms. "That means I'm in charge." Her chestnut hair formed a curtain around their faces as she kissed him forcefully.
He put up a little bit of a fight, just enough not to break free. Michelle's response was to move her hips back and forth. As Andrew's frustration grew, Michelle lowered her hips and rubbed against the shaft of his cock. A small pulse of bliss ran through her body at the sounds of vexation her actions were eliciting from him.
The urges became too much. She sat up. Her hair spilled over her shoulders as she looked down at him. "Ready for your present?" she teased. "You said I'm a horny little devil when I come back from visiting the girls. For once, maybe I'm a horny little devil before I go visit the girls." She reached between them to grab hold of his slick erection. It took some maneuvering but eventually, both of them sighed as she sank onto his cock.
Michelle closed her eyes and soaked in the sense of fullness. After taking a moment to get settled, she began to ride him. She would push up until half of him was free of her pussy before letting gravity pull her back down. Her painted and manicured fingernails left light red marks on Andrew's skin. His nipples were just as hard as hers, and Michelle found joy in pinching one of them, causing Andrew to inhale sharply.
Her pace increased. She began to bounce on top of him, hands on her thighs so she could push off. Her breath came in sharp gasps. Andrew's hands clenched at the bedsheets as Michelle closed her eyes, squeezing them shut as the intense feelings in her lower body began to grow in strength. A thin layer of sweat formed on Michelle's body as her hands went to her hair. She pulled it into a rough top knot, sending a flash of pain racing along her scalp. Andrew bit his lip as Michelle's soaked pussy slid up and down, over and over again. Michelle was losing control, and all she wanted was for Andrew to lay there and let her use his body.
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