Funeral Sex Was Not What She Expected but It’s What She Got – #Erotica

It was unexpected funeral sex that brought Ava's dreams to life!

“I know!  I can’t believe that Coach K. is gone!  He was the best coach and teacher I think any of us at Red Brick High can say we had.  Yes, yes, I’m going to make my way home for his funeral.  He influenced me so much and was there for me during those difficult years.  I owe him that, and I owe my mom a visit, too; she’s been hounding me because I haven’t been back in forever, so this will make her happy.”  Ava told her old friend Jessica from Red Brick High, where they went in those innocent years.   Ava was part of the girls’ basketball team.  She was known for being a bit of a rough-around-the-edges-kind -of -girl, sporty, bigger in stature than all the other girls. Though she was popular for her talent on the girls’ basketball team and her goofy sense of humor, she could say that those classroom days weren’t exactly overflowing with memories of boys swooning her.  Now though, things had changed, and she wondered if anyone would recognize the beautiful-bodied blonde babe she’d become.  “Yes, Mom, I am going to be home for the funeral, and I’ll stay a few extra days to spend some time with you. I have two weeks of vacation saved up at work, so I have more time than the last time I was back there.  Okay, Mom, I have to get going. I have to eat and go for a run, but I will see you in two days, okay?  Love you!”  Ava said as she grabbed her headphones and headed out the door.

Ava wasn’t big on social media, so no one had seen her new look in years.  The last time she’d been home, she was quite the chunk, or at least that’s how she felt she looked.  On the plane ride home, she closed her eyes and reminisced about the good old days and thought about Mr. K’s funeral and what she might say when she stood up there.  She also envisioned a guy she used to have a huge crush on way back in the girls’ basketball team days.  She wondered what he looked like now if he was married. Or if he might notice her now that she was one to turn heads regularly with her girly shape and new lean and toned body. She felt a mix of heavy-heartedness and excitement as the plane descended into the airport near her small hometown.  She ran into her mom’s and her brother’s arms as she entered the airport from the plane.  “Honey, you look amazing! I barely recognized you, sweetheart!”  Her mom said as she grabbed her for a second hug and stepped back to take her all in.  “Yes, let’s just say I felt it was time I got my life together.  So, I started by losing 50 pounds and learning to be a lot more feminine.  Surprise!” Ava replied excitedly and with a smile as they grabbed her bags and headed out to the car.

“What day is the funeral, dear?  I can’t remember what you told me, and I want to plan a little dinner with Aunt Angie and her family before you head back.”  Ava heard her mom say as she pulled her eyes up and out of her old yearbook and from memory lane back to the present, where her mom stood waiting for a response.  “Oh, sorry, Mom.  It’s Wednesday night, and then the burial is Thursday morning, so any other time should be good for me.” She said before quickly getting back to the pages of memories that sat in her lap.  She remembered the dear man she was here to pay her last respects to, and in addition to Mr. K, she couldn’t stop thinking of her long-lost crush, Joel Grace, and that she really hoped to see him at the funeral for their girls’ basketball coach.   On the funeral day, Ava slipped into a sensible but flattering black dress, pulled her blonde hair up into a twist, and headed out to the church.   She walked in, and no one knew who she was.  Even her dear friend Jessica had to take a double look and then ran over to grab her for a big, long, and much-needed hug.  As Ava pulled her head up from her friend’s shoulder, she locked eyes with a pair of dreamy blues that she would recognize anywhere!

Ava broke away from her friend’s grip and made her way through the funeral crowd to say hello.  “Joel?”  Ava said, holding out her arms for a hug.  “Oh…. Oh my god, Ava!  I did not even realize it was you.  You look amazing!”  He blurted out as if he’d forgotten this was a somber occasion.  The two stood talking and getting teary-eyed over their beloved Coach K. and taking trips down memory lane to relive the moments they knew Coach K. would want all around him on this day.   The next day Ava sat alone with Joel as Jessica could not make the burial service too.  She knew funerals did tend to make some people fall into each other’s arms, and having just found out the night before that Joel was newly divorced, she couldn’t help but try to escape the pain and sadness of the situation with thoughts of being in Joel’s.  It was a fantasy she’d had since they sat in biology class together in the sixth grade.  After the service, it seemed everyone had cleared out of the park/cemetery where Coach K. was being laid to rest, except for Ava and Joel.  They stood by Ava’s car and talked, and Ava felt her heart flutter when Joel reached out and stroked her hand.

“You look……so……beautiful, Ava.  I don’t know how I never took advantage of that crush you had on me way back when.”  He said, stepping closer to her and bringing a hand up to her face.  The next thing Ava knew, they were in the backseat of her car, and he was on top of her.  He felt so perfect right then and there.  She was sad, and he was comforting.  “I want you so badly, Ava.  Since the moment you walked over to me.  I don’t know what it is,” Joel whispered into Ava’s ear as he kissed her neck and ran a hand up her blouse.  Ava moaned as his fingers caressed her soft skin, gently sliding a hand under her bra and over her erect nipples.   Ava and Joel were losing themselves in funeral sex in the backseat of her car. The relief from all the sorrow and heavy energy was exactly what they both needed, and nothing, not even being out in public, would stop them.  Joel pushed Ava’s dress up to her waist and slid his fingers under her damp panties, making her moan, squirm and pull at him in desperation to feel him inside her.

His hands ran up and down Ava’s body, tracing every curve as if he wanted to memorize it, having every move and every breath with him from this moment forward.  “Make love to me.  I want you inside me.”  Ava cried out in a breathless whisper as Joel fumbled to open his pants to do so.  It felt like an eternity to Ava, longing underneath him, but his thickness plunged into her within seconds.  She clenched her fists, gripping the back of his dress shirt in her tightly closed fingers.  She stared up into the eyes of her classroom crush, finally able to have him in the way she could only fantasize about until now.  The funeral had brought them together almost miraculously as if she’d manifested the whole experience from the depths of her soul’s longing.  His slow, deep thrusts rocked Ava’s body back and forth, and she moaned in pleasure with eyes that rolled back into her head as she happily took him deeply into her.  Ava wished it never had to end.  She wished she could have him inside her forever as his breath tickled her ear and lips encompassed hers.  It was as if she was the one that died and went to heaven as she was filled with pleasure as she had never known before.   Joel grew harder and harder inside of her, and when it came time, he couldn’t stop himself and flooded her with his warmth.

The two finished and sat, trying to catch their breath and process the reality of what had just happened. The heavy funeral energy had sent them into one another’s arms, and they barely had a chance to realize that it was even happening.  They embraced as they said goodbye to both Coach K. and each other, vowing to come to see each other and stay close in touch from now on.   The funeral brought them together as if it was divine orchestration, and that is the way they would stay.