Meg was nervous about attending her 30th reunion. In high school, she had been somewhat of a nerd. Tall redheads with freckles didn’t get asked out much. That didn’t mean she was a prude. At sixteen, she discovered her father’s stash of porn. The pictures of couples fucking and sucking cock were informative, but it was the erotic books that made her pussy throb. She rushed home from school to read them and masturbate, sometimes two and three times a day. 

Meg had never attended earlier reunions, but now that her kids were in college and her asshole husband had left her for a twenty-something bimbo, she decided to go. She met Erin, her best friend from high school, at the hotel bar where they were staying. They hugged.

“Meg, it’s so good to see you. This weekend is going to be a lot of fun.”

 “Erin, you’re looking great,” Meg said. “You’ve lost a few pounds.”

“I went on a diet just for this. You look fantastic, Meg. Divorce becomes you. Let’s head over to the high school. They’re holding the opening reception in the gym.”

The gym was packed when they arrived. They stopped and surveyed the scene. 

“Hey, isn’t that Becky ‘Blowjob’ Adams?” Meg asked. “She looks good. I assume that hunk with her is her husband.”

Erin laughed. “No. Becky is here by herself. Her husband is some big corporate executive who doesn’t have time for attending reunions, and that’s just fine with Becky. I heard she lived up to her reputation at the last reunion.”

“So who is the hunk with her?”

“You wouldn’t believe it, but that’s Jack Langford.”

“You’re kidding. That’s Fat Jack? Okay, that was mean, but it is what kids called him. Actually, Jack and I were good friends. We did a science project together. Is he married?”

“He’s widowed. His wife died of leukaemia a few years ago. He’s fair game and a real catch. I understand he’s worth millions.”

“He probably could use a good blowjob,” Meg laughed and pointed across the gym. “Hey, over there. Isn’t that Jenny Adler, head cheerleader and prom queen?”

“That’s her. I don’t think she knew we existed. She’s put on a few pounds. I heard she’s been married three times. She’s talking with Cal Johnson. Didn’t you date him?”

“I did, but it was a disaster. I froze when he tried to feel my tits. I don’t know why. It was weird. I got dizzy like I was about to pass out, so he stopped. He never asked me out again, and no one else did either. If I could go back in time, things would be different.”

“That’s for sure,” Erin said. “Let’s go mingle.”

“Go on, and I’ll catch up. I have to pee.”

Meg got lost in the maze of hallways looking for a bathroom. She finally found one. After peeing, she headed for the door, but slipped on the wet floor and fell, bumping her head on the sink. Everything went black.

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“Meg? Are you okay?”

She opened her eyes. She was in a car with Cal Johnson, and he was a teenager. Was this a dream? It couldn’t be real. She was at her 30th reunion. 

“Um, sure. What’s going on?”

“I don’t know. We were, you know, kissing and stuff. Suddenly, you blacked out. It was only for a few seconds. It was like you were in a trance.”

Meg was confused. The last thing she remembered was going to pee and bumping her head on the sink. Maybe she was still unconscious and dreaming, but it felt so real. Oh well, she thought, may as well make the best of it. She had always wanted to redo that night with Cal.

“Yeah. It happens sometimes. I don’t know why. Anyway, you said we were kissing?”

Meg didn’t know where the dream was going to take her, but she was willing to go with the flow. She leaned into him. Their lips met. His hand slowly moved up her waist. His fingers found her breast and squeezed the soft tissue. She moaned. He found her nipple through her blouse, pinching it between his thumb and forefinger. Meg dropped her hand to his lap and rubbed the hard cock bulging from his pants.

Their kiss became more aggressive. Tongues mingled in a wild dance of passion. Cal slipped his hand under her blouse and into her bra. His fingers squeezed and massaged the naked flesh. He rubbed his fingertip over her nipple, eliciting moans from Meg. Her fingers wrapped around his shaft and jerked him off through his pants.

Meg never had a dream that seemed so real. She let herself go, becoming a participant in the action. She tried to pull down Cal’s zipper, but was having difficulty. He reached down and helped her. Soon his pants were unbuckled and pushed down his thighs. Meg wrapped her hand around his hard cock and stroked. Booby slid it under her skirt. His fingers slipped between her thighs and pressed against her panties. Meg’s pussy throbbed as he rubbed. She slid her lips to his ear.

“I want them inside me. Fuck me with your fingers.”

Cal pulled the crotch aside. A finger parted her folds and slid across her clit. Meg gasped. He found her opening and pushed inside. Meg spread her thighs wider, encouraging his exploration. He pushed a second finger up her cunt. She slumped down on the seat and thrust her hips forward, trying to draw his fingers deeper. Her hand was still wrapped around his cock and stroking.

The orgasm hit hard. Meg twisted and squirmed against his thrusting fingers. She threw her head back and squealed. Juices gushed from her pussy and dribbled down her ass. When it was over, she collapsed against the seat, breathing hard. Cal pulled his fingers from between her legs. Meg grabbed his hand and sucked them into her mouth.

Meg never had an orgasm while dreaming, at least not one so intense. It seemed so real. So did his cock. She decided to continue the fantasy while it lasted. She leaned over his lap and flicked her tongue across his knob, licking the pre-cum oozing out from the slit on top. She reached down and massaged his balls with her fingers. He moaned.

Meg slid her lips down his shaft and took him deep into her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down, swirling her tongue across the ridges and veins of his hard flesh. Her finger moved to his sphincter and rubbed. When she took him into her throat, Cal tensed. Her finger plunged into his asshole. He went off like a firehose, spraying a powerful stream of sperm down her throat. 

Meg moved her lips up his shaft. Spurt after spurt filled her mouth. She swallowed every drop. As the last few dribbles seeped from his tip, Meg’s finger found the button inside his asshole and pressed. A second wave of cum spewed from his cock. She swallowed it all and kept sucking him until he went soft.

It was a vivid dream. She could taste his sperm and feel his hard cock in her mouth. Meg slid a hand between her legs and rubbed her pussy. With his spent cock still in her mouth, the pressure in her belly released to a muffled scream. She plunged two fingers up her cunt and felt a second wave of orgasm grip her pussy. Meg finally let him fall from her mouth and sat up.

“God, Meg, that was incredible. Everyone said I was wasting my time asking you out, but I guess they were wrong. Not that I asked you out because I was expecting anything. I mean, I like you and all. I was just surprised because you seem so quiet and shy.”

Cal drove her home. She went up to her room and got ready for bed, thinking once she went to sleep, the dream would be over. 

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Meg opened her eyes. It was morning. She couldn’t remember anything from the previous night after bumping her head, nothing except the vivid dream about sucking Cal’s cock. She swung her legs out of bed and looked around. This wasn’t the hotel room she was staying in at the reunion. It was her room back home when she was in high school.

Meg got out of bed and stood in front of the mirror. The girl looking back at her was a teenager. Was she still dreaming? She pinched herself to see if it was real. It hurt.

“Megan, hurry down for breakfast,” her mother yelled. “We’re going to be late for church. Your father is going to be honored for his work with the soup kitchen.”

Meg pulled off her nightshirt and stared at her naked body. It had been ages since her B-cup tits were so firm and perky. Her eyes moved down her body to the strip of curly red pubic hair covering her mound. Was she really seventeen? It didn't make any sense. What happened to forty-eight-year-old Meg? There weren’t any good answers. 

After dressing, Meg went downstairs and got another shock. Her mother was gorgeous with neatly trimmed auburn hair, brown eyes, and big full lips. She had always considered her mom old, but at forty-three, she was five years younger than Meg, at least the Meg she had been before last night.

“You look nice, Megan. Hurry up and eat. We’re going to meet your dad at the church.”

The church was packed. Meg saw her dad talking to the minister. He looked so young and handsome with his blonde hair and blue eyes. This was the same guy who jerked off to the stash of porn Meg had found hidden in his study. Was her mom not giving him enough?

“Meg, come here. I need to talk to you.”

Meg turned and found Erin tugging on her arm. They stepped to the back of the church.

“You won’t believe the rumors circulating this morning,” Erin whispered. “I got a call from Lindsey, who heard from Claire, who overheard her brother talking about your date with Cal Johnson. Apparently, he asked you out on a bet that he wouldn’t get past second base. He claims you performed, um, oral sex on him in the car. Meg, you need to nip this in the bud.”

Meg had always wondered why Cal asked her out. 

“I’m not worried about it. Maybe I’ll get more dates now.”

“Get serious, Meg. You don’t want a reputation like Becky’s. Besides, if boys start asking you out, you know what they will expect. You have to deny anything happened and call Cal a liar. They are lies, right?”

Meg shrugged. “We just fooled around a little. It was no big deal. Hey, the service is about to begin. I have to sit with Mom and Dad.”

“Don’t forget you promised to come with me to visit my grandmother after service. She adores you, and I hate visiting her alone.”

Meg knew nothing about it, but nodded and said she would be there.

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Meg arrived home early. Erin’s grandmother had not been feeling good. As she headed upstairs, she heard moans coming from her parents’ bedroom. She put her ear to the door.

“Oh…oh…oh…yes…right there…oh god…uuunnnggghhh…”

Her mother was getting fucked, but that didn’t make any sense. Her dad’s car wasn’t in the garage. He was golfing that afternoon.

“Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum.”

That voice was definitely not her dad.

“Yes, baby, cum in my pussy,” her mother replied.

Moments later, she heard a grunt and after that, some heaving breathing. Her mom finally spoke.

“Fred, that was incredible, but it’s time for you to leave. I don’t expect John for a few hours, but Megan might be home sooner than that.

“Sure thing, Mrs. Murphy. I’ll see you Thursday, my normal pool day.”

Fred the pool boy? He wasn’t much older than Meg, but he was a hunk. Still, this was her mom. She was cheating on her dad. Was their sex life that bad? Maybe that’s why he had such a big stash of porn hidden in his office.

Meg went outside and waited for Fred to appear. He came out the back door, trying to sneak away unnoticed. 

“Hey Fred. What are you doing here?” Meg asked.

He turned red and stuttered.

“Oh, um, I was just checking the acid level in the pool.”

“Can I ask you a question?”

“Uh, sure.”

“I was just wondering, Fred, if you would like to go out with me sometime?”

Fred nervously scratched the side of his face. “Uh, I don’t know. Your mom probably wouldn’t like it.”

“She would be thrilled. She likes you, Fred.”

“No, she doesn’t. I mean not like that. She thinks I’m a good pool boy, that’s all.”

What an idiot, thought Meg, but a gorgeous one.

“Just think about it, okay? Hey, could you help me get something down from a shelf in the garage before you leave?”

They went in through the side door. Meg pointed to a large box on the top shelf. While Fred was reaching for it, Meg squatted in front of him and ran her hand over the bulge in his jeans.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

Meg unzipped him and pulled out his cock. “If we're going to go out, I want to know what to expect.” 

Before he could reply, she had him in her mouth. The taste of her mother’s pussy on his cock was strong. She swirled her tongue around his knob, licking off her mom’s juices, then slid her lips down his hard shaft. Fred slid the box back onto the shelf. 

“Meg, we shouldn’t be doing this. What if your mom comes into the garage?”

“Mmmppphhhh,” Meg mumbled. 

Her lips flew up and down his cock. She pushed out her tongue and opened her throat, taking his entire length into her mouth. Fred, resigned to his fate, put his hands on her head and thrust his hips back and forth, fucking her face and driving his cock into her throat again and again. Meg finally pulled her drooling lips from his shaft and stood.

“You have a really nice cock, Fred. Let’s see how well you fuck. Don’t cum inside me.”

Technically, seventeen-year-old Meg was still a virgin. She hiked up the back of her skirt, pulled down her panties and rested her hands on a shelf, tilting her ass in the air. Fred moved behind her and rubbed his knob through her folds until it found her opening. He pushed. Meg gasped as his big cock plunged deep into her cunt.

“Yes… fuck me. Fuck me with your big, hard cock.”

Fred grabbed her hips and pounded into her hard and fast. Meg pushed back against him, forcing him deep on each thrust. Her virgin cunt gripped him tightly. She slid a hand between her legs and rubbed her clit. The pressure in her belly continued to build. It released in a violent explosion that shook her whole body.

“UUUNNNGGGHHH…OOOHHHH…”

Her screams reverberated off the walls. Cunt juice streamed down her thighs. Fred continued to pound her like a wild stallion, sending Meg spinning into another series of orgasmic spasms. His balls tightened.

“Oh fuck. I’m going to shoot.”

Meg quickly pulled his cock from her pussy and squatted in front of him. She wrapped her fingers around his slimy shaft, pumping and aiming it at her face. Fred’s loud grunt was followed by a stream of cum that shot up the side of her nose and across her forehead into her hair. A second blast hit her cheek and ear. Several more spurts drenched her face. She took him into her mouth and sucked out the last few drops.

“Wow, Fred. That was a lot of stuff.”

The door to the garage opened. Meg’s mother looked over at her daughter and Fred, a shocked expression on her face. 

“Hi Mom. Fred was helping me get something down from the top shelf, but we got distracted.”

A long strand of cum dripped from Meg’s chin and splattered onto the floor. She wiped her lips and licked her fingers. Fred quickly stuffed his cock back in his pants.

“Get inside this house, young lady. Fred, you’re fired.”

Meg stood as Fred headed to the door. “Bye, Fred. Call me if you want to go out sometime.”

Her mother grabbed her arm and pulled Meg into the house. “You are never to see that boy again. What were you thinking?”

“I don’t know, Mom. He’s kind of cute, and it just happened. It’s not like it’s a big deal. I didn’t know you were going to spy on us.”

“I wasn’t spying. I heard screams that sounded like someone was getting hurt. Have you been seeing Fred, or was this the first time?”

“As I said, Mom, it just happened, but it was strange. He had been with someone else, and recently. I could taste another woman on him. I wonder who it could be?”

Her mother’s face turned red.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about. Go to your room, Meg. I need to discuss this with your father.”