Hooking up with the ex - Part 2 (tits) | 2016

This is a series of stories about hooking back up with Jess, my first HS girlfriend, after two years with someone else. Here goes, names changed to protect the innocent.

Continuing where the backstory left off, Rae (my soon to be ex) came back home, decided she wanted the other guy, tears were had, I'm sorry and lets remain friends, bla bla bla. I ended up moving out of the apartment, leaving Rae and my cousin living there. I moved back home with my mom until I figured out where I was going. Jess started a new job at a salon, something that she went to school for.

Not wanting to be a total ass to someone I cared about, but just didn't want to date, I started hanging out with her. It was a lot like when we dated, we would hang out at her house most of the time, but since we were in the time of year that wasn't freezing, we could go out and do stuff. Her parents seemed thrilled that I, complete with an education, an internship, and a well paying job offer on the table once the internship completes; was back in her life. They pretty much left us alone, didn't say too much when I was picking her up to go somewhere, and were a lot easier going than they were when we dated. If only they knew... Jess and I would text fantasies to each other randomly. Or really it was more of her asking what I wanted to do to her at any given moment. I told her about my foot fetish, something that I had kept from her the whole time we were actually dating.

*For those keeping count through all of my stories, there are 7 girls who know about my foot fetish, 5 of which I've been sexual with. All who I have been sexual with have indulged me. Seriously just tell them you're into it and they will probably at least try it. This is my "life lesson" that I would go back and tell my 15 year old self given the chance. *

She had probably the best response you could expect from a girl you just told this to:

"I love that you can take a part of the body that everyone thinks is ugly and make it beautiful."

I took it one step farther: "I want to lick stuff off of your feet, like have you crush it and I'll eat it. I've always wanted to try it."

"Like strawberries? I'm sure we can find something here sometime, it sounds kinda hot" she sent back. The follow-up was even better:

"I've always loved giving pedicures at work, I might be attracted to feet too. I want to try this stuff with you." This line immediately drove me to fantasizing about her at work, rubbing herself with, kissing, and licking some hot girl's freshly pedicured feet. Knowing her openness to new things, this didn't seem outside of the realm of possibility, making the fantasy even better. I couldn't wait to see her again, but life didn't cooperate for a few weeks.

I was sitting at home on a Friday night, playing Counter Strike. Typical nerd-out night! I wasn't planning on going anywhere or doing anything, so I was in a pair of pajama pants and a t-shirt when I got a text. Jess was bored, wanted to be away from her house, and wanted to know if she could come over. I said sure, I'm just playing a game but will quit when you get here. She showed up with a pizza from Papa Murphys, which I thought was awesome. Girl + pizza + Counter Strike was the formula for a good night in my book. Note to the wise, though, don't try making one of those on a Pizzazz, it will fail miserably.

After eating, we go up to my room. I'm not really sure what she wanted to do tonight, so I ask. Best answer ever: "Fuck my tits, they need some cum." Holy crap, she came here for that... You don't have to tell me twice. She lays down on my bed and I straddle her to do a little making out first. My pajama pants are still on, and I am pitching the biggest tent ever as I bend down to kiss her. While our tongues swirl around each other, she reaches down and rubs my cock through my pants. She has the perfect grip, where her hand slides up and down effortlessly, but not so tight that she is rubbing my clothes on my cock. She really is awesome with her hands. After a few minutes of this, I feel a wet spot starting to soak through my pants, and she tells me it's time to do what she asked. I climb off of her and remove my pants and boxers as she removes her shirt and bra. I climb back up and slide my dick between those DD tits. They feel so soft and smooth against my hard cock, I can't help but reach down, grab them, and squeeze them around myself. They are big enough to easily wrap around me. In hindsight I should have grabbed some lube first, but in the moment this felt amazing. She adjusted the pillow under her head so her head was elevated enough to watch my cock sliding towards and away from her face. As she gets more and more turned on by what she is seeing, she started sticking her tongue out as I was reaching the top of my stroke and just flicking the head of my cock with it. Over the next few strokes, this slowly turns into sucking, so I would do a full stroke through her tits, up to her waiting mouth. The head of my cock would just graze her wet lips before she would part them just enough for me to fit. I would enter just a little bit, she would give a few swirls of her tongue, and I would pull back. I'd pop out of her mouth, feeling the sudden change of temperature from her warm mouth to the cold air, and go back down until my head was below her tits; now wet with a mix of pre-cum and saliva.

While this feels really good, the imagery of it is what really turns me on, so I don't last more than a few minutes. I tell her I'm close, and she starts encouraging me, talking dirty to me and telling me how much she wants my cum. I think we both expected me to cum between her tits, leaving a mess running all over her clevage that she could just rub it in. Maybe this is why they felt so soft; I thought, since she has no problem getting them covered in cum and rubbing it in. But, it didn't work out that way. The squeezing from her tits and the angle of my cock made me cum with such force that it went over them, up over her chin, and landed on her face. In a porno, I would have moved it around to cover her whole face, but this ended up being a big spurt right onto her right eyebrow and just touching some of her hair, 5 more spurts all over the right lens of her thick, black librarian glasses, a few dribbles on the bridge of her nose, bridging the gap between her glasses and her nose, and just a little bit of drippage onto her clevage.

I immediately apologize profusely, because I felt bad and wasn't trying to do this. In her usual style, she giggles that I'm freaking out and responds "Don't worry about it, it's kinda hot!" I follow her into the bathroom to help clean up and she stops before grabbing a tissue. She stands there for a minute, admiring my artwork in the mirror. If I'd have known that, I'd have done a better job. Sadly, this is the only time I get the opportunity to cover her face. She takes off her glasses to clean up, and the cum strings from her face to her glasses as she pulls them off. I offer to help, but I'm not sure how I actually would because she seems to have it pretty under control.

We get her cleaned up and she leaves. Wow, she really only came here for that. And pizza. Feeling like a boss, I go back to playing CounterStrike. The next few encounters are just as good!