Sex with the Ex
Sex with the Ex
I had been trying to seduce my ex for the past few weeks. BINGO. I got laid tonight.
Despite how sexy I may look or feel the Ex doesn’t notice it. I don’t get that. How can so many men look at me with lust and desire yet when he looks at me he is utterly uninterested?
No, I don’t fancy him any more. We are indeed friends. We make better friends than boyfriend and girlfriend. The only thing that still bothers me about him is that a couple years ago when we were going out (and I was still fat) I asked him if we would ever have sex again. We had stopped having sex for like 6 months. Anyhow he responded with, “We’ll have sex again when you lose some weight. I’m just not attracted to you anymore.”
Guys, a word of advice here. That is absolutely THE WORST thing you can say to a girl. Well, maybe it’s the second worst thing. So I snapped back, “Even if I lost 4 stone tomorrow I’d find someone better than you!”
And we that we broke up.
Anyhow it’s years later. I’m 5 stone lighter. I guess I’m what you would call “a babe” but he is still short and balding and miserable. I love Karma.
He asked me to help him pick out some curtains for my flat. And even though I was going to get a manicure, I cancelled so I could help him.
We picked out some curtains from Morley’s then went back to his flat. I was wearing the same pink top as yesterday. The pink one that showed off my boobs.
After installing the curtains we lounged on the sofa together and watched Big Brother.
I laid my head on his shoulder. Then I turned to him and gave him “the eye.” The eye that says, “I want you.”
I kissed his chin, his ear, his mouth and neck while simultaneously rubbing his cock under his trousers but over his pants.
He soon moved his my hand under his pants. I gently stroked his cock while the TV yapped on, “Day 59 in the Big Brother house...”
I took a short break from stroking his cock so that he could take off his shirt and I could take off mine. We both got completely naked.
I lowered my head to his waist and took his monstrous cock into my mouth. He pushed my head down further onto his cock until I was literally gagging.
He slapped my bare ass with his hand.
“Suck it, suck it, suck it,” he kept saying. He slapped my ass again, but much harder. It hurt, but felt good at the same time.
With my head still bobbing up and down on his cock, he reached around and began fingering my clit with his thumb. He’s so good at that. I almost came, but I didn’t.
I removed my mouth from his cock.
“Will you lick me?” I asked.
He said yes. I spread my legs open, spread eagle, and he obediently went down. Sadly he was only down there for about three minutes. He lifted his head up, then repositioned his body and thrust his cock into my pussy.
“Wow, you’re so wet!” he remarked. He pumped me for a few minutes then wanted to change position. He pushed me against the arm of the sofa and fucked me doggie style. The sofa cushions were uneven and were falling onto the floor. We had to change position again. He insisted that I suck him off again. I lowered my head. My own juices were on his cock. I licked them off then snogged him.
He fucked me again for a good half hour. I was hoping that he would cum inside me. He decided instead to jerk himself off to finish the job.
“Cum on my tits?” I requested.
“Yeah,” he said.
Either he forgot or had bad aim. I thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of his hot spunk dripping, oozing onto my clit.
I still wish he came in me. I just feel so connected to him when he does that.
I had been trying to seduce my ex for the past few weeks. BINGO. I got laid tonight.
Despite how sexy I may look or feel the Ex doesn’t notice it. I don’t get that. How can so many men look at me with lust and desire yet when he looks at me he is utterly uninterested?
No, I don’t fancy him any more. We are indeed friends. We make better friends than boyfriend and girlfriend. The only thing that still bothers me about him is that a couple years ago when we were going out (and I was still fat) I asked him if we would ever have sex again. We had stopped having sex for like 6 months. Anyhow he responded with, “We’ll have sex again when you lose some weight. I’m just not attracted to you anymore.”
Guys, a word of advice here. That is absolutely THE WORST thing you can say to a girl. Well, maybe it’s the second worst thing. So I snapped back, “Even if I lost 4 stone tomorrow I’d find someone better than you!”
And we that we broke up.
Anyhow it’s years later. I’m 5 stone lighter. I guess I’m what you would call “a babe” but he is still short and balding and miserable. I love Karma.
He asked me to help him pick out some curtains for my flat. And even though I was going to get a manicure, I cancelled so I could help him.
We picked out some curtains from Morley’s then went back to his flat. I was wearing the same pink top as yesterday. The pink one that showed off my boobs.
After installing the curtains we lounged on the sofa together and watched Big Brother.
I laid my head on his shoulder. Then I turned to him and gave him “the eye.” The eye that says, “I want you.”
I kissed his chin, his ear, his mouth and neck while simultaneously rubbing his cock under his trousers but over his pants.
He soon moved his my hand under his pants. I gently stroked his cock while the TV yapped on, “Day 59 in the Big Brother house...”
I took a short break from stroking his cock so that he could take off his shirt and I could take off mine. We both got completely naked.
I lowered my head to his waist and took his monstrous cock into my mouth. He pushed my head down further onto his cock until I was literally gagging.
He slapped my bare ass with his hand.
“Suck it, suck it, suck it,” he kept saying. He slapped my ass again, but much harder. It hurt, but felt good at the same time.
With my head still bobbing up and down on his cock, he reached around and began fingering my clit with his thumb. He’s so good at that. I almost came, but I didn’t.
I removed my mouth from his cock.
“Will you lick me?” I asked.
He said yes. I spread my legs open, spread eagle, and he obediently went down. Sadly he was only down there for about three minutes. He lifted his head up, then repositioned his body and thrust his cock into my pussy.
“Wow, you’re so wet!” he remarked. He pumped me for a few minutes then wanted to change position. He pushed me against the arm of the sofa and fucked me doggie style. The sofa cushions were uneven and were falling onto the floor. We had to change position again. He insisted that I suck him off again. I lowered my head. My own juices were on his cock. I licked them off then snogged him.
He fucked me again for a good half hour. I was hoping that he would cum inside me. He decided instead to jerk himself off to finish the job.
“Cum on my tits?” I requested.
“Yeah,” he said.
Either he forgot or had bad aim. I thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of his hot spunk dripping, oozing onto my clit.
I still wish he came in me. I just feel so connected to him when he does that.
posted by Naive London Girl at 7/17/2006 12:13:00 AM
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1 Comments:
sex with an ex can be such a relaxing yet stimulating fuck - like yours... you know the other person, what they like, etc., so there's the comfort, but also the excitement of knowing maybe you really shouldn't do it.
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