First time with my friend's ex, who went on to become my ex. | 2016

The weirdest and stupidest thing I’ve done was get with M. When I moved into the apartment, I thought to myself “this is probably going to end very badly.” At first , and for a very long time, I thought I had proven myself wrong. Admittedly, I had not got a lot done, my plans of making a great year after uni pushed to the sideline by a life filled with drinking daily, music and coffee. We had great times there though. Drinking on the roof, stealing from the supermarket, sitting in a circle throwing puns at each other, going to art gallery openings for free drinks, wild nights that passed unremembered. Going to the dark irish pub down the road , back when no one went and it was more of a refuge then a destination. Kareoke nights.

Throughout it all there was this festering sore, the relationship between M and J … well actually both relationships were like that, but theirs was going petty toxic. Little did I know just how much, in fact I was pretty blasé about the whole thing – I didn’t even put two and two together and realize they had broken up at least twice while I was living there. It finally all came to a head and she kicked him out of the house, against the rest of our wishes. Imagine if he had stayed instead. We must have lasted about a week of living together as singles (probably less) before it happened. It seems inevitable now, but the thought of doing that had never really crossed my mind. Funny how thoughts can change under the influence of lust and dependence. “Do you want to come watch something in my room? Nothing weird I just don’t like sleeping alone,” she said one morning around 4 as we sat in a drunken stupor downstairs. We went up, I put on Rome and started falling asleep. Then something happened. I don’t know what. We looked at each other and it happened. A kiss , a long deep tongue filled kiss then grasping her surprisingly big breasts in my hands. Moaning. Not a word was spoken as we ground together, or as our clothes came off. It all seemed so natural , even with the thought that fleetingly passed through my head that maybe this wasn’t right at all.

She looked so good in the slightly dimmed light, the laptop still playing ignored dialogue. I flipped her over and kissed all over her body, focusing on breasts, the bit of body where the bottom meets the top and a harsh bone juts out , like the most beautifully carved bit of bone, all the way down to her perfectly trimmed pussy, clit already out and lips apart, juicy and wet. I sucked on her clit and played with her pussy for a small amount of time, until she pulled me up and said the first words – fuck me. Just fuck me. I looked down into her face, kissed her on the lips again, and lined up my cock with her lips. She reached down and grabbed me and put me right at the hole and I edged in, just the head, watching her face light up. Then I pushed slowly all the way in, feeling her insides clench around as I bottomed out. I kissed her again, picking up pace and falling into a rhythm. Sucking her breasts, rubbing her clit. She made the best noises I have ever heard while having sex. Sounds that deserved to be in porn.

A combination of drunkenness and unfamiliarity meant I felt I could go for hours, and as I brought her to a first shuddering orgasm, I flipped her around again and said my first words “ I want to watch you.” She grinned and started to ride me slowly, then fast, my hands grabbing her breasts and rubbing her clit, me starting to be more and more vocal telling her how beautiful she is, what a dirty little girl she was for riding me like that. I grabbed her well rounded ass and started thrusting up into her, pulling her into me in an out of control way as I felt I was about to cum. I’m going to come I told her , “do it inside me” she gasped as she worked her way towards another orgasm. She came again, waves of pressure around my dick and I felt this weird pseudo orgasm, one where I didn’t come, despite moaning and feeling a pulsating all over.

She came back down from her heights and realized I didn’t cum, so giving me a dirty look she hopped off and kissed down my body until she was eye level with my dick. We made eye contact as she sucked me down, an incomparable feeling. She proceeded to give me one of the best blow jobs I have ever had, just the right amount of suction, ball playing and head licking. I was in ecstacy, Groaning and hiding my head under a pillow, thrusting up into her throat. But I still couldn’t cum. After about 10 minutes of intense pleasure / agony, I pulled her head off me and told her I was going to Fuck her. Do it, she said. I picked her up by the throat and threw her on the bed. Her eyes lit up and I picked up her legs, positioned them as far back as I could and entered her hard and fast , eliciting a little yelp from her. “So you like it rough, you little slut?” I asked , and she nodded, concentrating on the rhythm I was creating. “Answer me when I fucking ask you a question,” I grunted , then surprised her with a slap to the face. She looked back at me, and this was a make or break moment – then she said “sorry , yes I love it.” I knew then what I had to deal with , a girl who likes pain, who wanted it rough.

I pulled out, grabbed her by her hair and made her turn over. I slid it in from doggy style, holding her head up near my face by her hair, then reached to grab her throat. “I’m going to choke you till I cum or you run out of breath” I whispered in her ear, feeling her shake uncontrollably but with an edge of assent. First of all though, I decided, I was going to leave my mark. I pushed her face onto the bed, and started thrusting into her. Her moans were exciting, but I wanted to hear something more. So I started spanking her. Not the light hearted soft slap that so many guys seem to think their girlfriends want, but room filling, mark leaving, full bodied spanks that bought fire to her face and yelps of pain to her mouth. Again and again I spanked, leaving her butt a red firey mess. Then I pulled her up to me again by her hair, turning her head round and kissing her on the mouth and she gave back to me everything, tongues colliding and saliva dripping all over each other.

I pulled out, flipped her over and stared down at her, sweat dripping off both off us, her hair a mess, face flushed and breasts somehow also covered in bruises. I slowly inserted into her, making an attempt at making love. It wasn’t long before I had my hand around her throat, harsh enough that she couldn’t breath and the look of panic I love was in her eyes. I let off a bit, letting her rattling throat get in some oxygen, and I swear I could feel her pussy get wetter as she came once again. I re tightened my hold and started pumping as hard as I could, her head hitting the wall and bottles on the side of the bed getting knocked over. From deep within me I could feel my orgasm start, and I tightened my grip as I raced towards the finish line. Her eyes started bugging out, tongue gasping, and I let go just as my cum exploded within her, oxygen filling her lungs at the same time as my seed filled her insides.

I collapsed on top of her, kissing her as the knowledge of what I had just done filtered through me. “sorry..” I said and she shook her head, smiled at me and said “ I have never needed to be fucked like that so much.” We had a long, slow, sensuous kiss as my cum dripped out of her pussy then we gradually drifted into sleep.

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