I [F]ucked my ex-boyfriend's roo[m]mate | 2016

I've noticed a lack of female gone wild stories on her, but LOVE reading them. So, I thought I'd share one of my more wilder moments.

Last year, after a recent breakup with my boyfriend of three years, I was still in that sort of denial phase. He ended it saying he just didn't feel that spark anymore, and that it wasn't fair to keep pretending.

Shaken up, I agreed. We had tried everything to keep it going. A threesome in April of 2014 helped, and we thought maybe stretching our sexual boundaries would be the answer, but it was only for a little while. In March of 2015 he ended it, and in April of 2015, I fucked his roommate.

I'm a 4'11" brunette-blonde with slightly wide hips. I spend nearly every weekend on the lake between June and end of August, so I'm a naturally deep tan woman. My hair reaches the tops of my B-cup breasts and I have a firm, medium-sized but detailed booty. I weigh about 125. (If y'all really need a pic, pm me.)

Tyler was my ex's roommate. A 6-foot, blonde athletic man; a soccer player at our university. He was muscular, fit, always active. He stood at a stout 175 lbs. Also a rather tanned Caucasian. I'd be around when he got back from running and be in nothing but his short running shorts and an iPod. I would be aroused, but never thought anything past it.

That's why when the opportunity landed in my lap...err, should I say hand... I was as surprised as I was excited, thrilled, horny and intrigued.

The night in April had started off as any others. I, a month after our breakup, still hung out with all of our friends at their apartment. We assured each other it'd be OK; that it wouldn't be weird. The group of us played beer pong, card games, gossiped and hung out throughout the apartment. Tyler, in need of a partner, grabbed my hand with a smile and pulled me to the beer pong table.

We were tucked back away in the hallway; the living room at the other end of the table behind our opponents. It didn't take me long - or many vodka sprites - to realize what and who I wanted. I hadn't ever gotten to do the 'one night stand, make a drunken "mistake"' kind of thing, and I wasn't about to go hook up at the bar with some random dude.

I felt comfortable with Tyler. I had known him for almost as long as I knew my ex. As the game grew on and the drinks went down, we became closer. More flirty. I remember how after making a cup, he'd grab me around my waste and squeeze me. His embrace with the smell of his cologne excited me.

As we finished the game, everyone began heading to the bars. I needed to use the bathroom, and asked if he'd wait for me. When I came out, the last person was headed out the door. I didn't make it far out of the bathroom door before Tyler had grabbed my left arm and pushed me against the wall.

He was just inches from my face; left wrist locked to the wall above my head.

"I think we should stay inside. Explore some more of these moves we've been giving each other all night," he said to me. My reaction was relief. That he noticed my slight hugs and nudges of his thighs and places not easily 'bump-into-able.'

I agreed, wrapping my right arm around his neck, pulling him in for the long awaited kiss I'd only fantasized about. His tongue was soft and warm and as it moved freely about my mouth, lips, and neck. I remember the soft grunts from him and his hand released mine and ventured down my body.

I made a move for his belt and he pulled back, leading me back into his room. He picked me up by the hips and tossed me on his bed, straddling me after. He took his shirt off, revealing his much-defined six-pack, leaving nothing to imagination. He then removed my blouse, a black see-through top, leaving just my bra.

I made a move for his belt again, this time, being able to unbuckle and unbutton his pants. He switched places with me, sliding off his jeans and boxers in one swift motion. Was was left was just his erect penis, standing at attention, waiting for orders.

I wrapped my hand around it, giving it a once-over. He jumped.

"Your hands are freezing!" he laughed, motioning that he wanted me to continue.

I grazed my head and tongue along his thigh, along his balls and eventually up and down his shaft once or twice. I remember him gathering all my hair in to a makeshift ponytail, moving it so nothing would block my path or his view.

In one swift motion, I slid his six to seven inches of blood-pumping meat through my lips and down my throat. I made sure to lube it up with as much saliva as I possibly could. He moaned, shook, begged for me to keep going. He was in control of my head, slamming it up and down against his pelvis.

I could feel his heartbeat on my tongue through his cock, raging for more; needing for the deepest kind of penetration. Without much gag reflex, I took all of him, over and over again until I couldn't breathe. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes.

This was exactly what he wanted.

He pulled out giving me this "what the fuck was that" look. I smiled and wiped whatever juices had fallen to my lips.

"Take of your pants and turn around," he demanded.

I love to flaunt my ass, so when I heard this, I knew just how appreciative Tyler was of my humps. I slid off the tight black skirt and threw it to the floor, along with my black lace thong and now my bra.

With both of us completely naked, I turned away from him toward the foot of the bed, sticking my ass up in the air, awaiting what was to come.

I felt his tongue careening between both my cheeks, making me even wetter than I was. I remember begging for him to fuck me, with his finger or cock or tongue. It didn't matter. I needed penetration.

He smothered his head between my ass and tongue-fucked me like I'd never felt before. Sopping wet, gripping the sheets, I begged for more. He slipped and slid all over my ass, giving me two or three little slaps with his tongue in my asshole. Each time I let out a satisfied moan, giving him approval for another.

The next thing I knew, I could feel the warmth of his hard shaft sliding through my pussy without resistance, slamming my g-spot and nearly making me cum on entrance. I let out a screaming moan and pulled back on my ass, wide open for his taking.

"Fuck me, Kels, fuck me. I want to see your ass shake. Fuck me!" he demanded of me. He was rough, exactly how I like. He spanked and squeezed and alternated between hard pounding and smooth, slow strokes. I was nearly about to cum when he pulled out.

"I want to watch you cum. Get on top of me," he said.

I climbed aboard, him doing the guidance, letting his dick re-enter my pussy. He pressed his hands to my tits and let me ride him anyway I'd like. I started with an aggressive, fast-paced back and forth, then retreated to a leaned back fuck, so he could watch his cock submerge and reemerge from my pussy.

The faster he fucked me, the closer I got to cumming, until finally he lifted me into the air, blowing his load into the condom. I felt it shake the inside of my pussy, but I didn't let up. I was so close.

I finished off with the fast paced grinding. My body exploded, releasing what seemed to be a gallon of cum. It sprayed everywhere. Like when you hold your thumb over the hose with the water on full. Except the water was my cum, my pussy was the hose and his dick plugged me up nicely.

I nearly passed out for a half hour after we finished. Easily the best sex I'd ever had. After a while of small talk, he told me how he laid at night sometimes and could hear my ex and I have sex across the hall. How he had always wanted to fuck me, and now that I was single, we should keep this up.

We cleaned up the mess, changed the fucking sheets, and ended up spending the night together. In the morning, I gave him a blowjob to finish off his morning wood. I could still taste my pussy on him, which was strangely satisfying.

Before anyone was up, I slipped out the door undetected. We ended up secretly dating for a while, then went our separate ways after graduation. We still see each other on friend holidays and summer get togethers. Hopefully he hasn't settled down by this summer so we can get ourselves a follow-up post.

Thanks for reading, if you read this far! I hope you have. If you have any questions or need any details explained, please let me know!

EDIT: Wow!!! Thank y'all so much for the feedback. You're entirely too kind. I'm sorry I missed a lot of you my inbox was flooded after work.

I hope you enjoyed. I've got some more stories I'll be sharing in the coming weeks since the feedback was so good.