This story happened a few years back towards the end of college. I was in a long-distance relationship with a girl who was still living in my hometown, as you can imagine there were many a trip back home to spend time with her. Every time I made this journey home, I’d pass through the town where my high school ex was currently at college (Alexa). Alexa had broken up with me the summer after high school, claiming that she needed to “experience life” and didn’t want any attachments being away from home for the first time
Fast forward 3 years – I’m driving on my way back home to school one Sunday evening and I send a text to Alexa asking where a good place to eat dinner in her college town is as I’m on the road, hungry, and its getting dark. She responds back & I head to the place she recommended to eat. I’m not two steps from getting back in my car when my phone lights up, it’s Alexa again
Alexa: How was your dinner?
Me: Could have been better
Alexa: Come by and let’s change that
In all honesty, my head started spinning as I sat down in the car. A text I gave no thought to sending turned into an invitation from her…. “What is she getting at” I wondered.. I quickly text back for her address and say I’ll be there in 10 minutes.
Some backstory: Alexa and I had kept in touch more or less since we broke up. Save for the random drunk text once every couple of months, our conversations were fairly platonic and matter of fact. So immediately my mind starts racing, wondering what is going through her head to make this offer. And predictably enough, I can feel my nerves all the way down in my stomach as I drive down PCH to her place. I keep telling myself my girlfriend has no way to find out (even though Alexa knows her) and trying to justify ways in my mind that this is ok, nothing works to calm my nerves
Ok, If you came for the gwstory here it is:
I pull up and Alexa comes running out to show me where to park (damn I didn’t think living on PCH would be such a nightmare). Alexa is 5’4, 34C hazel hair and dark green eyes.. Her skin has an olive/mediterranean tone to it so she almost looks Greek/Israeli. Alexa gained about 10lb since we were dating in high school, but I wasn’t complaining as I walked up the stairs behind her, mesmerized by her ass in those almost see through yoga pants… it was much more round and firm than I remember it three years ago. She was an on campus pilates instructor part-time in college so her most flattering outfits were these kind of workout clothes
She grabs my hand and leads me through the living room of her house, it’s one of those places in college where people are always hanging out, coming and going, and no one really pays us any attention. She brings me back to her room where I’m not even done shutting the door and she’s laying on the bed, seemingly very comfortable. I look around, noticing she still has a picture up of us from high school and awkwardly comment on it. We laughed a bit (not because it was funny, but because we’re both nervous as shit). I sit next to her on the bed as we catch up, and the conversation starts to flow comfortably again like we are still dating. After an hour of conversation, she asks if I still smoke weed, and pulls out a joint. Eager to impress her (& make her feel like her new medical card was worth the $100+ dollars) I say sure why not. We smoke on her bed and within 10 minutes we are kissing and her sports bra is pulled up over her perfect boobs. I cautiously move my hands up to her boobs, noticing how they, like her ass, have gone up in size since we dated. College 10lbs+ ftw (I’m into curves). Instantly she’s moaning and the fact that I made her cum once before by just playing with her nipples is not lost on me. She climbs on top of me, grinding on my cock as we make out. I’m wearing board shorts (it’s California for christs sake) and the only thing that’s keeping me from screaming out in pain is the fact that I can literally feel the warmth of her wetness through her yoga pants and it’s intoxicating. She reaches down and slides her hand down the front of my shorts, and whispers in my ear that she wants me to fuck her right now. It kind of shocks me back to reality & I start to second guess all of my decisions… I quickly come up with an excuse and tell her I don’t want anybody opening her door on us and ruining it … which I think makes her realize the gravity of the situation as her clothes start to come back on and it almost got awkwardly silent. Or so I thought.
Her face lights up, and she runs into the closet and disappears for a moment. She comes back out and says, “ready to go??” I’m confused, one because she’s wearing the same clothes that she had on before, and two, we had not talked about going anywhere. “I want a smoothie” she tells me, reading the quizzical look on my face. We hop in her car with me driving, and decide on a drive through chocolate shake because it’s Sunday/late and nothing is open. As I’m ordering I hear movement from her in the passenger seat so I look over to find her sliding off her yoga pants. That intoxicating feeling is immediately back, my head swimming and my heart pounding. Except this time, she has fishnet stockings on that she was hiding under her workout pants. Ah you sneaky bitch, that’s what you did in the closet. She squeezes her thighs together and I could literally see the wetness sticking from her pussy lips to her inner thighs glistening from the outside lighting. She’s laughing at my fumbling of the order and dealing with the drive through person, and tells me to drive her around so she can have some more fun. We pulled up to a light and next thing you know she is pressing her perfect 34Cs against the window, flashing the car next to us, Alexa and I both cracking up. By this time, my board shorts are nearly ruined with precum, my cock aches from being hard most of the last two hours, and I’m wanting to be home already. But the power of Alexa is ruling my thoughts right now and we drive around for another thirty minutes or so, her wearing nothing but fishnet stockings and laughing and playing silly games.
We pull up back at her place and she asks if I’ll smoke another joint with her. Sure, and we’re back in her room making out again not too long after. This time she’s laying on her bed on her back, now in nothing but the fishnets she had put on before we went out. She reaches up and undoes my shorts, and m swollen cock is finally free after hours of torture. She immediately grabs it and uses both hands, one to massage my shaft while the other massages in the dime sized blob of precum that is sitting on my glistening tip. Her fingertips drive me insane as they lightly trace every surface of the head of my cock, my knees buckling as I stand over her and use the bed to brace myself up. She reaches in her nightstand door and grabs a silver bullet vibe, and immediately slides it down her soaking lips. My hands are roaming all over her body, starting with teasing her nipples but as we got more into it my hands are around her neck and she’s sucking on my fingertips. Since she brought the bullet vibe out she stopped attending to my cock, which is now just throbbing and dripping precum onto her stomach (I’m thankful for this because after two + hours of teasing I am 1,000% ready to explode) In between moans I hear her say “I’m close” and “I want to feel you” & before I know it she’s dropped the vibe, grabbed my cock, and is using the tip to massage her clit in circles. After maybe 15 seconds of this my swollen balls tense up and I get a warm feeling in my stomach & I know right then and there I’m about to hit the point of no return. I lock eyes with her and her (being familiar with the noises I make) tells me “don’t hold anything back” which of course makes me lose it. The spurts just kept coming out of the tip of my cock, first one all over her clit then over her head onto the pillow etc. It felt like it lasted for ever, & I hadn’t felt anything that intense before. As my orgasm starts to wind down, she starts moaning and pulls a pillow over her mouth and I can make out “I’m cumming!” as she rubs my cum covered cock furiously against her clit until she can’t take it anymore and has to clench her thighs together. I fall over next to her on the bed and am in a pure state of bliss, like nothing in the world matters. I’m quickly brought back to reality when she screams at me “Dammit you asshole, you came all over my face”
Needless to say that wasn’t the last time we met up, but we still talk about the level of teasing and anticipation that went on that day, and I find myself thinking back on it more often than I realize. She still remembers exactly what she said to me that day, and I can usually get her in the mood by just texting her “you asshole, you came all over my face”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6eq9ch/mf_an_evening_of_mutual_masturbation_with_my_ex