A[M]azing break-up sex, even i[F] I didn't know at the time | 2016

This happened about a year ago. I had been dating Grace for 2 years, she was (and probably still is!) a brunette with the slightest touch of Hispanic heritage that could be seen in her skin colour and hips. A slight woman at 5ft7, with slender curves and modest C cup breasts. I am 6ft4 and as English as they come (think London banking, not Northern!) with no tan and dark hair. I had, and still do, played sport all through my life so have a modest set of muscles, though never been gym-toned. This was back when I was doing my Masters degree, and she was another student at the university.

One day, after she had been away to visit a "friend" for a week, she came back, and initiated the amazing fuck-fest described below! The next morning she woke up crying, confessed to cheating regularly during the entire 2 years (but still tried to say that I was in the wrong for her cheating... still never worked that one out) and left. Her stuff was already packed by the door... I was shell-shocked... but this story is not about the girl who broke my heart, it is about the same girl who fucked like a bitch in heat. Enjoy!

I was just sitting on the sofa, minding my own buisness, reading a book with music idly in the background when Grace's voice called out from the next room, asking for a quick hand in the kitchen. Nothing had prepared me for the view that I was about to behold; Grace was kneeling on the tiled floor, wearing nothing but knee-high corset laced leather boots and matching black lace underwear. From her mouth was hanging our 50ft of white bondage rope. Her eyes burning with lust.

She dropped the rope into my open palm before descending onto my belt, already kissing up and down the bulge in my jeans. My boxers were already around my ankles before I could properly process what was going on, her hand wrapping around the base of my shaft and pulling down the skin before the first drops of her saliva wet the rough flesh of my swollen head. Fuck it felt good. My hand naturally went to hold her hair as her head bobbed furiously, trying to take as much of me in her mouth as she could (she had been practising with me to be able to deepthroat it all, but never quite managed it). I could hear the soft sounds of her fingering herself at the same time.

As quickly as she began she stopped, getting to her feet and practically ripping my shirt off me before kissing me full on the lips. I have never much liked tasting myself on other people, but I definitely enjoyed every kiss from her. She whispered in my ear "tie me up, please tie me up" before stepping back and spreading herself, ready and waiting. I didn't have to be asked twice, binding her into a rudimentary body harness with her elbows tied together behind her back, making sure to position a little knot just over her clit. By the time I had finished, there was a growing pool of her juices on the cold tiles. She eagerly sunk to her knees once more, working her mouth around my dick hands free, drooling and spitting all over it. The occasional little gag would echo around the small room as she tried to push her face deeper onto me; fuck her gags turned me on so much.

She stood up, tottering a touch on the tall heels before steadying herself and timidly walking over to the counter. Each little step yielding a whimper of pleasure as the rope knot presses against her pussy and clit. Leaning forward to rest her body on the counter, slowly extending her leg up as well, forming a right angle on the edge (gymnasts, the perks are all true!). I practically slide across the floor I scurry to my knees so quickly, relishing the view before me of of her pert ass and dripping pussy. I like to think that I knelt behind her and teased her with my tongue for a long time, but in reality it was probably only a couple of tantalising licks before burying my face between her cheeks to taste he juices, before curling my tongue around to reach her swollen clit.

I got a little tushy nudge, a gentle hint to stand up. I rise eagerly, about to line my hips up. Much to my confusion (and maybe a tad disappointment) I am gently pushed aside, as Grace whimpers and moans each step out of the kitchen, telling me to wait in the front room for her to get back. The seconds felt like hours as I was tentatively stroking myself on the faux leather sofa, anxiety heightening somewhat as I began to worry about housemates coming home (sexy I know...). All those thoughts were dispelled, however, as Grace came around the corner; our remote control vibrator in her mouth. The remote in her hand (must have been a bitch to pick up!). Lube in the other. Now, at this point I am sure she said something sexy as hell, but for the life of me I cannot tell you what it is. All I could think about was DP'ing her, me and that vibrator.

I instructed her to bend over the sofa arm, to which she replied with an emphatic "Yes Sir!". I loved how submissive she could be. Making her bend over, toying with her pert little asshole and teasing her soaking pussy, extracting a little revenge for her making me wait on the sofa; even if the wait was definitely worth it! Every time she tried to push back, I would withdraw my fingers and stop touching her entirely, before spanking her and waiting for her to be still again. I did this for as long as I physically could, before my carnal desires grew too strong to fight. I sank to my knees again, lifting her arms behind her back to make sure she stayed bent over the sofa, alternating between licking her pussy and ass, relaxing her muscles to begin toying with my fingers. Once she felt good and ready, I began to lube up the vibrator and ease it into her tight ass. I love the moans you get when it begins to slide in.

I then slipped slowly into her pussy, easing myself into the tight gap, feeling the silicon of the vibrator pressed against my shaft though Grace's wall. She let out a low groan, pushing her hips back onto me to bury every morsel of my member into her inviting lips; when my hips reached her ass I could feel the vibrators base on my stomach, drawing yet more moans from the back of her throat. I started thrusting gently, just being cautious not to hurt her. Her fingers trying in vein to claw at my stomach, trying to pull me in deeper, were enough of a sign for me to start thrusting harder, the sound of my thighs smacking hers only broken by her heightening moans.

And it was then that I turned on the remote control vibrator.

Fuck. Me. I could feel the vibrations on my head and shaft through her walls. Feel her walls spasming in pleasure. Hear her screams of euphoric bliss. If any of you are into DP, I cannot recommend this enough. I mean seriously. It feels fucking awesome. And judging by her screams, it feels pretty damn good for you too ladies! We were lucky no housemates were in, and I wouldn't bet against the neighbours a few houses down hearing her either...

I swapped whimsically between spanking her, pulling her hair and doubling her over even further by lifting her arms behind her back. Each brought new sounds of passion from her. Each causing little spasms through her walls, beginning to stretch down through her legs. If she ever got a little quieter, getting used to the sensation, I would progress to the next setting on the vibrator. Pulsing. Growing. Short and sharp. Long and slow. It had a fair few to choose from! Her legs almost buckled from underneath her and I pulled her back up again, having to support her shaking body as she was incapable of doing it herself.

After a few leg tremors I was on the verge of exploding inside of her, so at the next shake I helped her down onto her knees. She was just able to get fingertips onto the vibrator, and was fucking her ass with it as she lent forwards to engulf my swollen, throbbing dick head. She swirled her tongue around the thick ridge and I just lost it, firing streams of thick cum onto her face and mouth, watching it trickle down slowly onto her breasts. I am pretty sure she came shortly after too; her mouth enveloped in a silent scream as her whole body shivered. She had a huge cum fetish. A shame as I struggled to churn out a string of orgasms in a row, but we managed it a few times.