Fucking in a fury: Ex girlfriend and I reunite and have the best sex ever [f/22] [f/23] | 2016

There I was, lying beside the girl I thought for years that I would marry. We had been broken up for three weeks and during that time I was convinced that we would never get back together. I craved her kiss. I craved her skin on my skin. We hadn’t talked much in days, except for the night before. It was a Sunday and her cold exterior was chipping. She wanted me. I knew it. She knew she had made a mistake. Even so, I gave in a little to let her know that I was still thinking about her but not too much to seem desperate. The night that I was lying beside her was Monday. During the three weeks that we were apart she had been fucking a co-worker of hers. This annoying guy with nothing skin deep to him other than his Lord of the Rings tattoo and obsession with comic books. I had been fucking this trans guy across the field from my parents’ house, which I had been staying at. He had liked me ever since we met and I guess I took that to my advantage. He was something to fuck. My ex and I both had used these people to our advantages. We were so mad at each other but missed each other so fucking much. I entered her apartment—the place I had lived at for the past three years. She was wearing a tank top with her hair down and straightened, which was unusual for her. I was used to seeing her in her construction work clothes and her hair up in a bun. Our home felt different. Almost tainted. But neither of us were about to let that stand in our way. We had a couple of whiskey and root beer drinks and made our way to the bedroom. We put on a movie and in the next two minutes we were furiously making out and ripping each other’s clothes off. She missed my boobs and my vagina. I missed her sexy body and licking her clit while she lies on her stomach. Whatever we were lacking in sex throughout our relationship disappeared in those few hours. She ripped my pants off and I hovered on top of her face and she licked my pussy up and down. I was gripping the wall, pulling at anything that was in front of me to stop me from cumming, and moving my body up and down her tongue to keep me going. She was looking me in the eye as she slid her warm tongue on me. She fucking loved it. And she loved even more to see me grasping for something on the wall as I was moaning. I got off her face and gave her a long hard kiss before flipping her over on to her stomach to do what I had been missing for weeks. I was fucking dripping wet as I split her legs and moved my tongue slowly down her clit. She fucking moaned and her body clenched and moved into the bed. I knew we had both been craving it. I licked her wet pussy up and down and her moans kept growing louder and louder until she almost came but stopped herself so she could touch me. We were then face to face, making out passionately and fucking rubbing each other like we had never fucked before. Except, we knew exactly what the other one wanted. In that moment, all we wanted was each other—a drastic change from our disinterested demeanors the past two months. She was slowly moving her fingers up and down my warm, wet clit and we were looking each other in the eyes, moaning. I wasn’t even fucking touching her and she was screaming like she was about to fucking blow. And she was—between gasping breaths I asked if she was about to cum and she moaned even louder, barely able to answer. This was the closest she had ever been to cumming without anyone touching her. Our breathing was in sync and it was growing shallower and louder. Just knowing that she was about to cum without being touched was turning me on even more. I was watching her face—her closed eyes, parted lips and expression of bliss. I was on the same level. Then, she slid two fingers in me and began to fuck me. At first it was slow, then my body kept thrusting her fingers into me; my moaning got louder; and she got excited and wanted to fuck me harder. Back and forth she ploughed me until I was fucking screaming so loud that she had to tell me to be quiet so we wouldn’t get a noise complaint. I came and breathed heavily for a minute afterwards. We laid there for about half an hour before we fucked again with the same amount of lust and passion. To be honest, it’s a bit of a blur. All I know is at one point during the night, she was on her stomach and I was fucking her with my two fingers like I had a fucking dick and knew how to use it. Her ass (the nicest I’ve ever seen, by the way) was up and I pulled her hips towards my fingers as my hips jammed my fingers into her vagina. She fucking screamed as I made her cum. It was the best sex I ever had and I was so fucking horny the next day that I almost came just thinking about it while I was at work.