It’s amazing, the thoughts that run through your mind when you get certain cues that bring back memories that you shouldn’t be reliving at a specific time. What’s even more amazing though, is the pulsating that starts deep within your body as you vividly recall each brush of his fingers down your body, the way that his coarse hair tickled your hand, and the sounds that he tried to hold back as he finally lost all control. You pull yourself away from the thoughts as fast as you can. You’re with someone else now, and you love them with all your heart, but as they sleep soundly through the night your phone lights up and it’s him. He’s replying to your innocent text about a topic that is work related. He’s not thinking about anything that happened between you two.
He’s definitely not thinking of the nights that you used to stay up late sending each other the kind of texts that made you stay up even later to satiate. He doesn’t know that even as you are trying to do schoolwork and focus your mind on other things, all that you are thinking about is the way that his lips crushed into yours as he eagerly filled you with so many tickling nerve endings that every minute felt like an earthquake and every hour felt like a minute of ecstasy. Or what’s more, that you would both lie naked together clasped in each-other’s arms, dripping sweat and happiness after the night had turned into morning.
You think of him driving and placing his hand on your thigh, all the warmth burning in your loins as he slowly moved his hand up in between your legs. You would slightly buck your hips towards him and feel your panties start to get wet. By the time that you arrived to a seldom seen location, you’d be leaking through the material, your pussy aching to be touched. When you both laid upon each other in the back of the car and eagerly kissed each other all over, the unexpected would happen. He didn’t touch you there with his hands, but instead kissed your lips before trailing down to kiss your lips again. He would suck your clit, hungrily taking your pussy into his mouth and causing tremors with his consistent speed and pace. You would moan in pure bliss, every second feeling like the most intense experience of your life. You’d reach your hand down and caress his head before lightly intertwining your fingers in his hair. He’d moan, and begin grunting into your lips. The moans would vibrate your clitoris and you’d sing in unison. He’d feel your entrance with two fingers and groan with approval as he felt the wetness escaping your body. With expert movement, he would slide his fingers into you, motioning inside you that you should come to him. You wanted to come for him, and you did.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/34kam2/reminiscing_about_my_old_hookup_mf
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Keep writing. Nice.
Thank you! Will do.