The Moon and Memories

Isn’t it funny when you’re younger, and people tell you that the moon has a way of reminding you of the past? Sitting here on this window sill I can’t help thinking about Devin. How, in one night, I had done what I always wanted to do with him.

Generally, with these stories, you have to go all the way to the beginning. But how we began had nothing to do with now or shape what we had done at the end. So, I’m just going to bring you back to the last quarter of my and Devin’s friendship.

It was on Thursday night. I remember it very clearly because that night, I was out with my girls at the local Tavern. They decided to take me out since the divorce from Vance finally went through. It was time to celebrate. At that time, I had mixed emotions. I’d loved Vance, but Vance wasn’t ready for my kind of love.

 When I caught him with Eliza in our guest room, that just sealed the deal for me. I left that night and that was over three years ago. The divorce was not messy, it was just expensive as hell. Vance said since he paid for the wedding then I should pay for the divorce.

Now I’m out here with the ladies drinking my go to whiskey sour. I don’t know if it happened between me receiving my second glass or this song from the past that brought everything that happened in slow motion.

“Hey Lisa turn around. You will not believe who walked through the door.” Joanne said
I really didn’t care who walked in the door I was just enjoying my whiskey sour and rocking to that song. Why can’t I remember that song right now?

“Ohh, girl, I think you need to turn around. I think the whiskey gods is giving you a gift tonight.” That came from Sienna. The woman was a menace in high heels, tight jeans, a tight black tea, and, God help me,, a cowboy hat.

To appease them, I decided to glance over my shoulder. There he was—Devin Gerard Brixton. I haven’t seen him in over 15 years. When he left, we were still young— teenage young,  puppies in heat kind of young.

“Ohh, girl. Wherever he was, he came back thick and healthy.” Sienna must have been on her third drink. Due to the fact that she never liked Devin.

“Lisa, it is time to get back to…..” That must have been the look I gave Joanne because she stopped that sentence before it was even completed. Devin Brixton was never interested in me, and he made it a point to let me know.

I refuse to go after a man on my first day of true freedom. I turned around, took another sip, and enjoyed the music. Before the song ended, I heard, “So you’re gonna act like you don’t know somebody?”

I had a slight dilemma. Should I be polite and say, “How are you?” or should I give him what he gave me years ago?

“It’s nice seeing you again, Devin. You’re here to visit your family?” I said all of this to him while I was looking at the almost empty glass.
“I came back to see how my dad is. You know, my mom passed away a couple of years back. You’re looking good, Lisa.”

I couldn’t help but laugh, and it was a good laugh. Devin is telling me that I look good.
“Did I say something that was funny?”

“Actually, you did. You have never in your entire life, well, not entire life, but up until the time we met ever told me I look good. You actually made it your mission stay away from me and make me feel as if I wasn’t even worth a second glance. Devon Brixton.” And then picked up my glass and swallowed the last remaining bit of the whiskey sour.

Now I don’t know if it was what I said that struck his funny bone but he started to laugh.
“I seem to recall things very differently. I seem to recall that your father had a long talk with me and said if I so look at you the wrong way my family will no longer have a son but a daughter.”
I looked at him in shock. “My daddy told you that?”

“ Yes he did. I guess I was staring at you a bit too hard one day and he caught that I was looking. Now seeing that we are both grown. I think we can start this over again.”

I could not help myself, but I smiled at him. Devin has matured really well. Instead of that long hair he used to sport when we were younger, it is now cropped short with a little hair on top. I always liked the color of his hair—it wasn’t dark brown but Tuscany brown. He decided to grow a beard, too. I guess Devin Brixton has matured into a tasty-looking specimen of a man.

He was correct that we are no longer children. Hell, I am way past being a child and innocent to boot. I know what I like, and I’m going to tell him what I like.

“Well, it’s Devin Brixton. Since we are both adults, I think it’s time that we complete what we should have done when we were younger.”

There was that side smile. The smile he gave his Mama to get out of trouble, but that same smile he used to get into trouble.

“Complete something? It is my understanding to complete something, you have to start something. We had never started.”

It must have been the whiskey in me because I felt brazen as hell. Tonight, I was going to get what I wanted, and no one was going to stop me. I stood up, stretched, and started to walk out the door. As I passed by him, I said, “It’s kind of hot tonight, and I was feeling like going for a swim and cooling off at Looking Glass Falls.”

Waterfall

Looking Glass Falls is known to be the most romantic place in North Carolina. I’ve always dreamed of being with Devin underneath those falls.

He drove us there since he wasn’t drinking, and I couldn’t help but think of how the proximity of his body next to me was making me hotter than this summer night. I kept looking at him and thinking how those lips were going to feel on my body.

I left his car and started walking towards the falls. I started to unbutton my shirt, and I heard, “You see, This is why your father threatened me. That ass you got there is illegal.”

I stopped at the water’s edge, pulled my shirt out of my jeans, and turned and looked at him. I was so happy. I was wearing my lacey orange bra and matching panties.

“You telling me that you’re an ass man. Nothing here in the front is doing anything for you?” I said with a smile and dropped my shirt on the ground as I reached for the button of my jeans.

“I wouldn’t say nothing is happening. Are you sure you wanna do this? Don’t they have a park Ranger patrol tonight? I remember the patrol at night.”

I couldn’t help but laugh again and then I said, “Sienna is the chief of the Parks Department and she knew I was going to take you here. So, we got all night unless you’re not up for the challenge? ”
That was the only push he needed. His sneakers and shirt came off, and he went for those stonewash jeans. My heart just about screams at the sight of Devin. You see, he was always good to look at, but he was a young man. Now I’m looking at a grown man, and this site pushes all the right buttons.

I took off my jeans and seven stood there looking as if I was a wild animal and he was ready to take me down. I went into the water, and it had a beautiful chill. Made my already hard nipples harder. I’ll walk straight into the falls and wet my hair and my body.

I opened my eyes and  Devin was right there in front of me. All nice and wet. His eyes were just eating me alive, and without another word, his mouth was doing what his eyes told me he wanted to do in the first place.

That first kiss was what I was waiting for. Demanding, uncompromising, and lethal.
He was so hard I felt him pressed on my stomach. He walked me to the back of the falls where nobody could see us if someone decided to stroll by. Devin broke the kiss abruptly. All you heard was the water hitting the rocks.

“Are you on something? I’m clean so that you know.” He asked
“Yeah, I take the shot, and I’m clean too,” I said and looked down and thought to myself
‘Well damn, I want that now.’ I could feel the pulse in my clit throbbing,, wanting him inside my drenched pussy.

The next thing I felt was my panties being ripped off my body as he was kissing and biting on my neck. He pulled down my bra, letting my tits out but staying lifted so that when he lifted me by my waist so he could take my nipple into his mouth and play with it between his teeth and tongue.
“Oh god, mmm” I moaned

He stopped and smiled at me. “Sensitive, huh?” he asked. That was when I felt him move his dick back and forth in my folds. He stopped and started to push in. That man was evil. He deliberately went in slow to watch me come undone.

“Just go all the way in, Devin, please.”

He did just that. I felt so full.

 “Lean back, Lisa, and lift your arms up. Hold onto the walls. I won’t drop you.”

I did as he asked, and he fucked me like I was the last request for a death row meal. I am normally a little noisy, but I was hitting notes even I never thought I could do. He had amazing upper body strength to hold me at that angle, thrust, and play with my clit without a tremor.

“Yeah, let me hear you. Just like that.”

I was going to cum, and I could not hold it back.

“Lisa give it to me.” And I did, but he did not stop.

“It’s my turn, hold my shoulders.”

“Devin, you said you’re an ass man. I don’t see any evidence of that.”

He smiled, pulled out, and slowly entered my ass. I bit him.

“It’s okay, baby. I’m in. Hold on.”

I managed to hold on. Bouncing on him as if I were speed rope jumping. I felt another orgasm coming. I know I was completely for this because I never enjoyed anal and now…now

“Aww fuck”

 I felt when my pussy spasmed as if he was in there, and he shot his warm cum in me.
We were both breathing hard, looking at each other, and smiling.

“Welcome home Devin Brixton.” I whispered.

“Now that is what I call a welcome.”

That night we fucked a few more times before he left town. I could not call it making love because what I felt for him was not that. It was pent-up longing. He promised he would come back, but we knew he wouldn’t unless his dad passed.

‘That damn moon,’ I thought and smiled. ‘Why did you have to make me remember?”