I fucked my ex gf while she was with another guy. [m/f] | 2016

Preface: I’m a fair-skinned, 6’ male with blonde hair and green eyes. Athletic build with broad shoulders but my no means muscular. I’ve gotten a good amount of pussy, and every girl I’ve been with has always called me handsome. This, by far, though, is my most exciting fuck ever.

This occurred in December of 2009. I had just been caught dirty talking online with other girls by my lovely, big-breasted girlfriend Brandy, and she decided to dump me because of it. Not only was she a sweet girl and was I devastated by my actions ruining our relationship, but we fucked almost thrice daily, and we both were so obsessed with one another that when we weren’t together, we both couldn’t stop masturbating either. It was so amazing that it was almost too much, and I was a full-blown fucking junkie.

Yet, Brandy was gone, and I needed my fix. In comes my first girlfriend, who I’ll call Jay. Jay and I had dated for essentially all of 2008. We met halfway through my freshman year of college, and she was my first kiss, my first everything, really. We didn’t have sex of the first ten months of our relationship, because I was still really religious at the time. Of what sex we did have was not that great, because I had little to no idea of what I was doing. Since then, I had done a great good deal of fucking, and knew far better how to use my cock.

Jay was still currently dating the guy she start dating after me, and they were in fact living together in her house. He was a very pale, thin, sickly-looking guy I was not at all threatened by or impressed with. Conversely, Jay was 6 feet tall, a Hispanic-white hybrid with very dark brown hair, a beautiful face with brown eyes, no ass but DD breasts and an amazing dresser. Imagine Morticia from the Addams family with nice olive skin, a little heavier, and more inviting facial features, but just as strong of a personality.

She and I had recently rekindled out social relationship after not speaking for a few months, we had a very bad break-up, as she dumped me. She was five or so years older than me and wanted more maturity from someone she was dating. That being my first break-up, I took it as a slight and became very bitter and combative about it, and we had a bit of animosity ever since. Since the break-up, we had only seen each other twice, but both times were very friendly and a nice reconciliation. She looked great, especially the second time, she wore such a low-cut shirt I could almost see the entirety of her cleavage, and despite my best efforts, I couldn’t help but look down at her breasts over and over again. She told me later she hadn’t noticed at all, and just thought I was being distant the entire time. I felt like it was pretty obvious.

So anyway, it’s a Saturday night in December and Brandy had dumped me days previous. I’m in my apartment-style dorm that I work as a resident assistant in. She and I are texting; I can’t remember about what, she may have been complaining about her current boyfriend. I was a little drunk and therefore feeling courageous and invited her over to fuck. Neither her nor I believed one another’s consent but after a few texts she said she was driving over. The suspense was so much that my entire body began to shake. I helped myself to some water and some vodka-cranberry to calm my nerves, and finally she called me to tell me she was outside. I walked out of my building and across the street to her car. She could have afforded to lose a few pounds, but because she was such a good dresser, she always looked amazing clothed. Big breasts, flat tummy, feminine and lovely.

I approached her as she stood by her car door and asked her “Is this really happening?” Her eyes invited it all as I leaned into give her short but eager kiss. She accepted dutifully and I knew it was for real. I tried to play it cool and walked her into the building. She had not been to this apartment, so we were checking it out as I walked her to my room. I was glad because my new place was way more impressive than my old one, and there was still a great deal of ego between her and I, which just added to the immense sexual tension. Finally we got to my apartment and sat down: me on a chair and her on the couch facing me. We made polite but unassuming conversation, her strong personality shining through like I knew her when we were dating. Finally, we reached a silence, and she stared at me with her big brown eyes, almost commanding me to take her. I pounced on her almost immediately.

I straddled her and pressed my lips upon her. We kissed deeply with nice, messy tongue. I knew she was mine. I then grabbed her hair and began to kiss down her neck. Her breathing became so exasperated it was like she was having an anxiety attack. Her excitement was palpable and it was amazing. After kissing and chewing a bit on her neck, and shoving my tongue down her throat a bit more, she had enough. She put a big, lovely hand on my chest and pushed me off her, commanded me to take my pants off and I obliged, my cock sprung out as soon as they were removed. She then pushed me again down on the seat where I had just left. Jay then took her right hand and wrapped her long, slender fingers around the base of my thick, 7’’ cock and accepted my head and shaft into her mouth. She always gave sensational head. The sight of her bobbing up and down on me again was surreal. I whispered her name as she was sucking me just to ensure it was really happening. Should could take almost all of it and let her hand slide up and down with her lips just for good measure. I was in heaven. I didn’t want her to finish me, so I pushed her to the floor. If you had asked me what kind of bottoms she had on that very second I don’t know if I could have told you, because I was so focused on removing them. With her clothes removed and her pussy presented to me, I prepared to give her the rough fingering she loves. I placed my left hand on her uterus and my right index and middle finger inside her already very wet pussy. I then started curling my fingers back to myself very quickly, rubbing the tips of them along the inside of her. Jay was always great with giving a good response; she always sounded so feminine yet so amazingly enraptured, and tonight was no exception. As she riled me up more with her moans, I began to move my whole arm up and down, my fingers really slamming the walls of her cunt. I took my fingers out for a taste, as I always did; the taste of her pussy in my mouth gave me such a rush of endorphins.

I then presented her with my cock. I wanted to rub it against her clit real hard, since I had done that so often when we were still avoiding sex during our relationship. She had something else in mind. She grabbed the base of my cock again and slid my head down to her lips. She wanted me inside her. Without delay, I thrust my hips and filled her with my cock, her breathing started skipping beats again, I felt as if she couldn’t handle me. I got really worked up and just started pounding the shit out of her, and it was ecstasy. Our bodies slapping against one another so hard and fast, it was exhilarating to have her as my fuck slut on the floor. I realized I was about to cum, so I relaxed my hips and stopped fucking her long enough to regain my composure. Whether or not from the sex or the cold weather I’m not sure, but she was covered in goosebumps. I got on my knees and sucked her right nipple hard, giving it some teeth and pulling it away from her body with my lips. She decided to take charge again, pushing my chest and my body to the floor and sucking me off. I couldn’t resist anymore, I leaned back against the couch and let my orgasm rumble up my cock. Within moments I was soon blowing my load into her mouth. She stopped sucking and pumping at my cock to accept my load, and removed her mouth as I gasped from stimulation. I grabbed my cock firmly with my right hand and told her not to touch me, as I was so overwhelmed with pleasure, and she obeyed with a smile and a giggle.

As I collected myself, she began to put her clothes back on. I asked her if she came and she assured me yes and said “You always knew how to push my buttons.” It was that much more satisfying to later find out her current boyfriend had been terrible in bed. I eventually found my shorts and remained shirtless, she gathered herself to look pretty enough to go out to the bars downtown. I was still only twenty and could not join her, so I gave her a long kiss and wished her a good night. We fucked plenty more times after that, but nothing nearly as exciting as that night. She said later someone she knew at a bar commented on how radiant she looked, and she suspected it was all from the adrenaline surge our fucking gave her. We have since had a falling out but to this day I think about her sexually, that night and every night I had her. I have been with a good deal of girls, but to me, she was the only woman I’ve been with, and that night she really was all mine.

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TL;DR I fucked my first ex-gf while she was still dating her rebound and it was awesome.