SEX WITH THE EX

One Good Turn Deserves Another

 

We’ve all been there.  That first encounter post break up.  The heat, excitement and exhilaration of re-evaluating each other after months apart and considering sex with the ex.  It was a mutual friends birthday party, I saw Alex from across the crowded room.  Now approaching the six month mark of our break up this was the first time we had seen each other.  Alex had dated several bimbos, and I had increased my breast size again.

He headed in my direction and said hello.  I smiled confidently because I had never looked better.  I knew immediately he had nothing but sex with the ex on his mind.  We chatted briefly.  Mindless, surface conversation about nothing in particular.  He suggested we step away from the crowd for a more intimate talk and perhaps a little sex with the ex.

New And Improved – Sex With The Ex

The conversation flowed easily.  It was like old times with a new layer of nostalgia.  We laughed and  reminisced.  And for a moment, It was like nothing had changed.  My whole body felt like a clit at the mere thought of sex with the ex.  We stood face-to-face for a moment.  I bit my lip and stared at him in anticipation.  The temptation was too much for me.  I pulled him in and we kissed passionately.  Both of us eager for sex with the ex.

He suggested my place.  I agreed and we called for a driver.  He teasingly ran his fingers up my thigh and across my pussy lips on the ride home.  I traced the outline of his stiffening cock through his pants, watching it grow with my touch.  We teased an excited each other both craving the ravenous sex with the ex to follow. Once inside, he took out my beautiful, perfectly proportioned tits and began playing with them.

He started breathing heavy and squeezing them together.  My nipples were hard like erasers.  His mouth was all over my nipples and breast.  He kissed my neck and buried his face in my chest with an overwhelming desire for passionate sex with the ex.  We made our way to the nearby sofa and continued tongue fucking each other.  I felt my skirt drop to the floor and reached for Alex’s belt and unbuckled it.

Some Things Are Not Meant To Be Recycled

Now completely naked and intertwined, we made out aggressively.   Alex never could say no to a cock teasing temptress. His fingers parted my slit and his large, familiar cock penetrate my soaked vagina with zero hesitation.  He began to pump me deeply.  Sliding his cock up-and-down through my fleshy pussy lips.  I was wet with desire and my body trembled under his touch.  Sex with the ex was even better than I remembered.

Suddenly, I felt as if my very being was rushing out of my wet pussy hole.  My entire body collapsed as I felt the explosion inside my cunt.  My face was red and drenched with sweat, contorted with pleasure and lust brought on by this animalistic act of sex with the ex.  A few more pumps and Alex was done.  A massive load came spiraling out of his nut sack and out the end of his cock. He groaned as his goo hit my back wall and flooded my still quivering vagina.

After a long silence, he finally spoke.  “I need to call my girlfriend and tell her I’ll be late.”  “Girlfriend?” I asked.  It was then I remembered why we broke up and why I didn’t want him back.  I showed him to the door and that was the last time we spoke to each other.  I guess we both got what we wanted.  No strings attached and sex with the ex.

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