Youthful miscalculation

Lucas arrives home after 9 months deployment, serving in a far-off remote country, trying not to get killed. On his face, a look of wear and tiredness is clearly present. Dropping his bags and belongings, which was his home whilst away and rarely too distant from his side, inside of the front door as he walks to the kitchen.

A sigh can be heard from his lips whilst Lucas opens the fridge to be greeted with a full case of his favourite beer, Furphy. "Thanks Mum, I knew giving you a key was a good idea, when I left" Lucas says to himself as a bottle is taken, opened and the first pour breaches his lips.

Walking into his bedroom, one hand holding the beer as each piece of clothing worn trails him until he is only left with his cotton boxer briefs. Lucas leaves the now empty bottle on the tall chest of drawers in the bedroom and lays on his bed, feeling the comfort that had been dreamt of every night of his deployment.

Lucas feels his eyes close; he starts to drift off to sleep as faintly, he thinks he hears someone calling from the front door. Lucas announces, "Its open, I’m in my bedroom and barely clothed so enter at your own risk". He hears the sound of footfall, against the wooden floors as the unknown visitor approaches him. "So, you couldn't even stop past on your way home to see me? You better have a great excuse", the soft but confident female voice fills his ears and instantly knows he may not live through this.

Jo-anne's face appears at the side of the door, her hair shorter than he recalled from their last catch up. As Lucas looks up from the bed, his eyes consuming the familiar contours of her face, those glasses framing her earthy brown eyes now focused directly on him, with the feeling she was able to see into his soul. Jo-anne, before Lucas could utter a word in reply, demands "Well? I am waiting. This should be good", her full form now standing at the end of his bed.

"9 months in a shithole, yet not 30 seconds home and I fear more for my life than the entire 9 months!". Lucas sits up and swings his legs from the bed. His feet landing on the floor as he turns his head back to admire both Jo-anne's physical and spiritual being but is met with a forceful push, his body slamming backwards, down onto the mattress.

"Hey, I was getting up to wrap my arms around you, funny enough I missed you. Not sure why sometimes though" Lucas says as his memory recalls the last time, he was with her. That day, graduating from high school, over 4 years had passed since. Jo-anne had changed since then, yet to him, she still looked as stunning as all those years spent together in school. Regret starts to enter his mind, all those years and he never once told her how he felt about her out of fear of being rejected. His mind shouting internally "I couldn't risk it, potentially losing one of my closest friends, my confidant and in some instances, my partner in crime."

"I’m waiting" shouted by Jo-anne as she now stood, standing over Lucas as he laid there. Jo-anne's face slowly changes from the menacing look, to a soft yet cheeky smile as the passion in her eyes changes from anger to love. Jo-anne leans forward, moving into a kneeling position with Lucas now pinned between her legs. Lucas smartly responds "What did you want me to do? Come see you and tell you all about the dreams had of you? The same dreams that kept me both sane and unbalanced? Do you want me to explain in detail, what my thoughts were when I next had you this close to me?" As she hears these words, a flush of crimson streaks across her cheeks. "Lucas, always with the graphic and sexual dreams. I don’t believe I was ever even in them"

As these words escape from her lips, Jo-anne suddenly realises that she is face to face with Lucas, his lips millimetres from her own. She takes a breath and is about to tease him again but is met with a passionate and committed kiss. Lucas' arms wrap around her, lifting her up from the bed, only to then find herself laying on the bed, Lucas supporting his body just above her. Their mouths part from the surprise passion that had been felt by both.

Jo-anne, shocked what had just happened, slapped Lucas across his cheek, with Lucas' exclamation in response, "Ow, what was that for?" The burning sensation from the contact, inflaming his right cheek a bright red hue. Jo-anne then berated him in reply "Really? Now you get the guts to show me how you feel? I have been waiting over 10 years for you!!! All this time, hoping and wishing that how I felt was reciprocated. You are an arsehole and can fuck right off back where you came from!!"

The realisation setting in, as if they had lived their entire lives together, Jo-anne thrust her hands into the waist of his cotton boxers. Her action being one of a possessed person whose life now depended on the now foreign clothing to be destroyed. As she tore them from him, she could not mistake the very present, growing bulge which, to her, suddenly looked contained unlawfully. Lucas' now freed engorged cock, stood hard and erect with her fingers now fully encapsulating it, the relief that it was hers and only hers.

Lucas reached to the side table, directly beside the bed and opened the drawer to retrieve something. Jo-anne's eyes dilated at the sight of his combat knife, unsheathed, being brought to her chest. Lucas, with the precision of a swiss watch and the caution of a trained soldier, sliced through her shirt, pants and knickers in a blink of an eye. His hands reaching under her, unclipped her bra with ease and was thrown onto the floor where now sat the items that had just been disposed off from their now naked bodies.

Jo-anne, gently began stroking his cock rhythmically as their bodies entwined as one, lips embracing with barely enough air being consumed as they kissed. Lucas, still nervous as to what was happening, would be another dream, when awakened, with despair that it was just a fantasy in his mind. Jo-anne, releasing Lucas' member so to then flip Lucas onto his back, her kisses trailing down his neck with every passing second. She licked, kissed and tasted him, down his chest until Lucas flinched as her breath was felt across his pelvis.

Looking directly into his eyes, Jo-anne whispered, moments before she engulfed the pulsing cock, "This is mine now", deep into her mouth with one continuous movement. The sudden change in skin temperature that waved over Lucas as she sucked his shaft with an immense vacuum effect, teasing him as her lips pistoned up and down. Lucas could feel that he was barely able to focus on what Jo-anne's soft mouth was doing to him. He sat forward, lifting her mouth up off his now glistening cock, his arms beneath her hips. His hands reaching up her arse and lower back, pulled his intended target, her dripping pussy with its lips connecting with his.

Jo-anne squealed as she felt his tongue flick between her legs, then suddenly being driven deep inside her. Lucas used his hold on her hips to grind them down on his face. His tongue alternating from being deep inside and tasting her, to pressure being applied directly on her clitoris. This sensation and the emotional transference between their souls, ignited all of her muscles to tighten as an electric current flowed down her body culminating in the powerful release of pleasure as her orgasm reached the peak.

Not to be outdone, she raised from his face and readjusted the angle of her hips to perfectly line up with his vertical cock and as such, swallowed it with ease. Her soaked pussy, clamping his cock between her lips in a single movement. Their mouths met once more as she rocked back and forth on him, grinding their hips together with every movement. With his hands now cupping her arse, Lucas began to thrust into Jo-anne, matching each movement she did. The rhythm and synchronisation that naturally evolved increased in tempo as sweat formed on both their bodies.

Jo-anne felt every thrust of his hips, forcing Lucas' cock deeper with every stroke. She felt his chest begin to react to her riding. With her hands on his chest, every motion from his body seem to them cause the same reaction within her. Jo-anne arched her back as she exploded in another orgasm. The now intense grip and massage like feeling her body was engaged in, pushed Lucas to the brink of no return. As his cock erupted, filling Jo-anne with every last drop, Lucas embrace her to his body inducing an explosive combination of ecstasy and pleasure between them.

As this sensation subsided, slapping Lucas again, Jo-anne stated as a matter of fact, "Just think, we could have been doing this for so many missed years. I don’t know whether to be mad with you or ecstatic that we finally did it". Lucas, reeling from the pain yet again said "Mad or not, this is only the beginning, so you better get used to it. I’m not going anywhere".