Still reeling from what just happened last night. I’m not all that GoneWild as of late but this one goes down as one of my favorites for sure.
Ok, so a bit of a backstory. My ex [Page] and I were together for over a year and a half. The sex was fairly good and frequent which we both enjoyed. She had a fairly kinky mindset which rivaled mine so when we weren’t fucking like rabbits like most nights, we collected and used bondage stuff often in our sessions. She sports a Betty Page look with jet black hair down to her mid back but she’s more on the curvy side than thin. Perfect!
Sadly, we broke up over some major life choices that had us both going in different direction. Financially I’m good, while she spends money faster than she can make. I have to be near my elderly retired parents to take care of them now and then. Page however, wants us to move 2 hours away near her family and teenage kids (long story with her rich ex). The separation was mutual but bitter for the first few months. Eventually its water under the bridge
Nearly a year and a half passes and contact with her starts back up because I find out through a mutual friend that her new boyfriend broke up with her and she was not doing well. Page apparently never got over me and that was one of the reasons for the break up. We begin texting and the conversations are casual and brief. I console her and start to find out why the break up. It takes weeks to dig out the details but from what little I gather, he was very jealous of any guy that looked at her. She was always a looker and when she dolled up with the rock-a-billy look, she was the spitting image of the old 50’s pin-ups. Over the holiday season and on into the New Years, I was still being friendly and consoling her when needed.
Sometime last week, she brought up the conversation landmine. The topic where if you engage, it can either blow up for better or worse. Apparently the sex wasn’t that great with her recent ex so she was glad it ended when it did. Like an idiot, I took the bait.. hook line and sinker. She did bring it up afterall… why not dig a little further?!?!
I knew Page well enough to see where the conversation was headed even before my first reply back. My words of, “Ohh? how do you mean? why do you think he was bad in bed?”. Could only mean that sex was on her mind. Not that I minded afterall. “He was very vanilla, didn’t know how to please me, never tried to get me off after he was finished.”
I could see exactly where this was going and I didn’t mind at all. We talked about what she liked in bed, reminisced about old times and relived our best moments in the sack. What surprised me was that both of our favorite memory happened to be the same moment. An afternoon marathon sex session. Lots of bondage, toys, kinky spanking and blindfolds and anal. It was also the first time we tried shower sex and both came.
With that bit of knowledge looming before us, it wasn’t long before we were sexting and getting each other riled up. I was long overdue on taking some PTO and she only had Thursday off for the week so it was set. I faked a doctors appointment for Thursday (I have known medical issues my work is ok with) and Page agreed to drive down to my place. The anticipation was intense for the rest of the week. It was like a first date all over again. Yesterday finally arrived and I was as eager as a horny teenager on prom night.
Page knocked on my door at 10am, (holy shit! she drove 3 hours in traffic to get here) and it was obvious she had sex on the mind. Didn’t want food or even to go out to chat. Just wanted a shower to freshen up. I left her to her ritual knowing full well she wanted to eat something. I prepared a light breakfast of eggs, fresh OJ and toast. Page exited my bathroom looking all the more amazing as she loved to just wear one of my monster towels around her midriff and one around her head. We sat at the table as she ate the toast and I sipped my second cup of coffee.
I can not tell you how the hell a year and a half time apart completely disappeared. But there we were doing something simple as having breakfast at my table and idle talking about nothing in particular. I was horny as hell but didn’t want that simple moment to end. But it did when Page pushed away the plate and my caveman urges took over. “All done? now get your ass to the bed so I can fuck it the rest of the day” (Writers note: I may or may not have said it quite like this but I’m allowed a little creative freedom after the fact. Just go with it).
Page got up with that devilish grin that only she can do and turned her back to me as she headed for the bedroom. Those bare white legs, that sway of her hips and the full round motions of her ass got me weak in the knees. I was still seated at the table ogling that fine figure leaving the room. The towel, honest to god, that fucking towel dropped the second she turned the corner and I saw absolutely nothing. It couldn’t have been timed more perfect than if Steven Spielberg directed it himself. Her body just turned the corner as Page slipped the towel off her naked body. (2nd Writers note: I may or may not have geeked out at the moment spoiling the sexy mood she was going for. She may or may not have geeked out as well as we both Laughed for how awesome that was. Ehem! but lets continue).
I followed her bare, perfectly round bubble-butt ass to my bedroom and she dropped the remaining head towel to the floor. Modesty was never one of Page’s strong suits so when I say she stood before me in her birthday suit A-La **[Wonder Woman pose](https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/63/b5/2a/63b52ad52bf7c2e3ed30e1e51edd619c.jpg)**, understand she is one of the few women with enough tits to pull it off. She rocks the DD’s and trimmed bush look like a **[curvier Betty Page](https://media0.giphy.com/media/GD3AtJY5ScEes/200_s.gif)** and has no idea what the meaning of shy is. I walk up to her, grab the back of her hair with a firm grip and pull her into a deep kiss. My other hand gropes up and down her naked torso. Squeezing her tits, sliding down her side and grabbing hold of her ample ass cheeks in a firm grip. Page is already moaning through escaped gasps. We make our way over to the bottom edge of my bed and I force her to sit. Our lips separate and my hands push her shoulders back to make her lay on the bed. Her feet still on the carpet, I spread her legs apart, scooting her ass and awaiting pussy to the edge.
My arms were resting on top of her legs as my hands gently play with her bush and moistening lips. My thumb rubs her hardening clit and she’s already gasping and moaning slightly in pleasure. Page loves to be teased but was never big on receiving oral. I didn’t care at that moment. My tongue darted forward into her spread lips and she gasped loudly in shock. Her head and back shot up as her hands grasped my head from both sides. Her feeble attempts to pry me off from her clit were pathetic and she gave up. Page snaked back down and let her arms and hands find their way above her head. Slinking up and down in writhing motions as she squirmed in place.
The orgasm she let loose was big enough to lock her legs around my head but it was far from what I knew she could do. I gave her squirming form a few minutes to rest as I undressed my shirt and jeans. I slid off my boxer briefs to reveal my chubby. Page played disinterest but her baby blues told a different story. She sat up straight on the edge of the bed with nothing but her cheeks touching the fabric and long legs spread wide. She beckoned me closer and firmly grabbed my cock with a purpose like I so missed. She stroked me until my dick got hard enough to do something with. Her eyes locked onto mine and she dropped off the bed and onto her knees. Her warm lips and wet mouth engulfed the length my shaft. Page and great oral cock sucking skills but blowjobs were never my thing. yeah I know, I’m strange like that. Still, for what it was worth, it felt amazing.
Page sucked and licked my cock until it was rock hard. Her eyes looked up at mine and locked on. She has this ability to look at you, suck hard as she slowly pulls backs the shaft from her mouth. Then uses her tongue to lick the entire bottom of it at once. Its fucking sexy as hell. The woman just loves to suck cock, that’s all I can say to her skills on the topic.
Feeling that bliss and reliving all those moments from the past I missed, I was ready to ram my ex raw. I pulled on her arms to signal her to get up and before she rose to her full height, I firmly grabbed her torso, spun her around and expertly shoved her top half over while holding onto her waist to keep her in place. Her top half was now face down into my bedsheets while I used my feet to spread apart both of her ankles wide. Page has long legs while I have a long torso. Basically, she has to spread em a bit for me to finagle myself into her pussy. She put up no resistance as she assumed the position she was familiar with. With my dick still wet and Page practically dripping at the entrance, I slid in with minimal effort.
It took only a few moments for both us to get into our stride. Page was arching her head back while I grabbed both of her perfect hips to maximize thrust. Her moans were fast and vocal as she quickly climaxed into an orgasm. I followed moments later, exploding into her cunt like I had done hundreds of times in the past.
Our breathing was ragged and heavy for a few minutes as we flopped onto the bed to cuddle and spoon for a bit. The glow we both felt was damn near psychic. We could just tell what each was thinking and it was both scary and relieving at the same time. We talked for a bit, expressed how we both missed this and the sex. Lying in bed for nearly an hour, we talked and got caught up with the past year and a half. Not one word was spoken about how we parted ways.
As if on que, we both started fondling each others crotches again. My fingers dipping in while Page was stroking my cock in a gentle but arousing way. I had an agenda and I knew what I wanted to do next. I licked and nibbled at her ear (her favorite spot) and whispered, “came in the front, now its time to reclaim the back entrance”. Not one protest.. something that was quite normal with the old Page. Either she was up for the challenge or simply willing to do anything for me, she took the initiative and rolled over onto her front and got up on her hands and knees. I was still lying on my side watching in amazement. She stopped her movements for a movement as she turned her head to make eye contact with me. Without saying a word, she lowered her top half to the bed burying her face into the sheets while still keeping one visible eye peaking through.
“I want you to fuck my ass baby, like old times”
I could not believe my ears, Page actually wanted this. She was never shy about wanting sex and expressed her pleasure at receiving anal multiple times in the past, but never openly asked to be fucked in the ass. She just did it because I liked it and it felt good.
I was diamond hard within seconds. I tried to act cool as I attempted to move slowly up from my sideways “french girl” pose to position myself behind that gorgeous ass. I just stared in awe at the rear I had penetrated so many times in the past only to gaze upon it now with a whole new wonder and excitement. Her brown eye starring back, memories of past conquests flooding back as now was something new. She INVITED me in and wanted me to fuck her there.
“I cleaned myself out this morning… just for you…” her turned head was still buried in the bed. The silence that followed was surreal. Page had given herself an enema… for me. For us! She not only anticipated anal sex this morning, she truly wanted it.
My excitement was ebbing. As if the moment couldn’t get more perfect, Page took both hands and reached back. She grabbed both ass cheeks and spread them apart. Her pussy lips spreading and ass hole widening slightly. Her perfect invitation needed my response and I was happy to come on in. Using some saliva (her lube of choice), I moistened her back entrance and lathered up my rock hard cock.
Anal sex with Page was always a game of patience and going slow. Those first few minutes were time consuming but once she was ready, the girl could take a pounding. Yesterday was unlike anytime with her in the past. Page’s ass practically engulfed me in moments. Sure it took some time and easing in, but the ass I was so used too taking 5-10 minutes to prepare was not the ass presented before me at that moment. Page had been practicing! “Whoah! this used to take so much longer… did… did you practice at all?”
Page was concentrating on breathing so it took her a few moments to respond, but when she said, “Yup, I use toys and plugs like you taught me”. I practically beamed with pride. She was learning to enjoy anal, and she had been doing it for me! All the pieces of the past few months fell into place. The sexting, the subtle hints, the coy remarks about her fondness of “the butt stuff we did”, her favorite moments mentioning the butt toys or when she did DP.
“Did you do all this for me?” I asked
“…well, yes but also.. I like it a lot now.” She cooed in her flirtatious tone. I caught the meaning. She had probably done it a lot with her ex. That part I didn’t’ care about. More power to her actually. I was just excited that she taught herself to like it and practiced enough to make that tight ass of her readily accept a cock at a moments notice.
Page took the initiative and started moving her hips into me. She was pumping my cock slowly. It had barely been a minute and she was ready to go. My hands grabbed her hips, legs spread out wide like a triangle of pleasure. Her plump ass cheeks jiggling with each powerfully slow thrust. My cock buried itself to the hilt and her anal cavity hungrily swallowed it whole. Page was actually panting and gasping in both pain and pleasure combined. “Don’t… stop… uuuuughghh!!” I pounded my cock deep into her ass as my momentum steadied to rhythmic penetrations. It was steady and intense but not overly fast or forceful. Page was in ecstasy. Her moans deepened and her hands altered between grabbing the sheets to reaching back and pulling apart her ass cheeks.
“Ugggh,, yeah.. yeah.. fuck my ass.. gahhh, don’t stop”
It felt like we had just started but I knew it had been over five minutes of ass reaming at this point. Page had cum several times already but they were small intense ones. When I felt the beginning stages of my own orgasm, I increased my pace. I could deny my orgasm for a bit so I internally pinched off the means for a short while. Page instantly could tell I was about to cum so she bucked in counter to my rhythm. I kicked up my thrusting into overdrive and pounded that ass of hers like **[only an ex can do](http://www.xvideos.com/video1043522/pounding_ex_wife_anal_screams_and_begs_to_cum_in_her_ass)**(NSFW video. goto 6:45 mark). Page moans and screams into the sheets as I hold on for as long as I can. I unpinch my internal dam and a flood of cum explodes out of me and into her ass.
Page and I collapse into a heap of limbs and body parts. My cock still impaling her rear as it slowly shrinks back to normal.
Thanks for reading. Took me all evening to type this and I look forward to next weekend when Page will stop by for round 2.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5qmycy/mf_sexy_time_with_an_old_fling_kinkanal
*reminisced, not re-minced.