[MF] Breaking in the new apartment…with a friend & then the ex

This is a follow up to my last story with Alexa (the high school ex)

[Original story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6eq9ch/mf_an_evening_of_mutual_masturbation_with_my_ex/?st=j3gier5d&sh=826b0c4c)

A year after graduating college I finally was making enough to move into a place where I had my own room and only one roommate. My buddy and I moved in right in the beginning of June, I remember because he was out of town on a family vacation to Hawaii and had left me to move everything in on my own.. bastard.. but I digress

After moving in on Friday afternoon, I had some friends coming in to celebrate the new place. I was in a great location with a ton of bars and clubs just down the street. My same hometown GF (from the last story) was about 30 minutes away, and consumed with her own studies at college. I remember counting my blessings that she’d be stuck inside studying for finals while I was able to celebrate my new apartment that night sans girlfriend (I know I was young and dumb).

A good friend of mine Greg and his girlfriend came over first that evening with enough booze to fuel a frat party. “Ah, I love Greg, always going above and beyond his duties as a friend” I thought to myself as he walked through the door. Problem was, only one more person was coming. Em.

Em had gone to the same high school AND college with me, so we’d known each other ~10yrs at this point. She was that cute but tomboy friend that will watch baseball, talk about cars, and drink beer with you all Saturday kind of girl. We’d slept in the same bed (I’d guess around 50+ drunken nights in college) but never so much as gotten past a peck(kiss) on the cheek. Em was the girl I would tell my college promiscuous exploits to, and she shared hers with me. We could both sense varying levels of tension (one night we curiously watched porn together, what a frustrating night that became for the both of us), but we both were in somewhat serious relationships and at the end of the day and knew things were better off between us where they currently stood.

Next Day (Saturday)
Before I know it, I’m waking up Saturday morning in an absolute world of hurt. Missing my contacts, needing a toothbrush STAT and my head is in splitting pain. To top it off, what woke me up was someone hurriedly knocking at the front door. “Fuck.” The Cable guy had arrived for his 8AM Saturday service appointment to set up the TV & Internet. I glance over in bed and am relieved when I see Em.. I’m struggling to remember any details after the many rounds of shots we took an uber out to the bars. I think we made it to the bars for 90minutes total (12am-1.30am last call). I do notice one thing out of place though, Em usually wears her jeans or my gym shorts to bed, but this morning she’s lying face down (still asleep) wearing only her blouse a baby blue thong this morning. I crack a half smile, her ass looked pretty much how I imagined it to look all of these years, round but not super big, that sun kissed whitegirl tan and when I looked closer that bleach blonde peach fuzz. Her Sunday morning beach volleyball league is working wonders for her tan game.

I’m rudely brought back to reality by Greg popping into my bedroom, telling me he just let the cable man in. Greg also came in with an extra cup of coffee, which he hands to me as he glances over at Em and cracks a smile. “You two were really into each other last night” he tells me much to my surprise. We walk out into the living room and Greg and his girlfriend proceed me how Em and I danced all night and had our arms around each other sitting in the booth at the bar… pretty standard for a night out with Em and I. But when we got back to my apartment after the bar, apparently Greg found Em and I in the bathroom with our tongues down each other’s throat (a first). I’m sitting there with a top ten hangover while Greg and his GF explain to me how they chaperoned Em and I so we didn’t fuck.. apparently we got down to underwear and dry humped while making out and then passed out shortly thereafter. Greg and his GF were laughing that they had quite a show put on for them. Em wakes up and comes out, holding her iPhone in her hand with a serious look on her face.

Did I mention Em and Alexa (previous story) were pretty good friends back in high school & had since had a falling out? Apparently, I thought it would be not only a great idea to steal Em’s phone, but nuzzle up to Em’s neck and take a picture, which was then sent to Alexa at 3:44am. ?

My drunk logic evades me… but it somehow worked because around 2pm that same day, I’m lying on the couch sweating out a miserable hangover, watching a Spiderman movie marathon (don’t ask, it was on TBS), when my phone buzzes. It’s Alexa (the ex from previous story). Of course she’s pissed that one of her former good friends was out late with me and taking semi-compromising photos, but I quickly change the subject to how excited I am about my new apartment (which I’m currently in alone) and set off to try to invite her over. It happens easier than I thought.

About two hours later there’s a knock at the door, I’ve been half expecting Alexa to show up with my GF & Em, all bearing pitchforks and torches to burn me at the stake for the horrible person I am. But it’s Alexa, alone.. She’s wearing one of those romper outfits which is barely containing her oversized tits (for her frame), and her hair up in a ponytail. I know that look she gives me when she walks through the door, she is pissed. I immediately laud myself for that half xanax bar I washed down with a beer about 30 minutes before she came over. “not all of my decisions are bad” I think is what I started telling myself. Alexa is reaming me about various decisions I’ve made, and I’m playing the “I’m so hung over and not feeling well, please go easy” card. It must have worked because 45 minutes after she walked through the door my head is comfortably positioned on Alexa’s 34C tits, the thin romper material the only thing between my cheek and her perfectly sized light brown nipples. My mind starts to wander, imagining her without the romper on, and how much I think she’ll let me get away with. If you recall in my last story I was the one who prevented us from having sex (partly from guilt). Today was different.. I think I was rather turned on still from the night I had with Em last night… to top it off the only way to feel better given the state of my hangover was some pleasure seeking behavior.

I decided to get bold and see where I could take this. Alexa & I had traded pics, sexted, had phone/skype sex, and even masturbated together, but we hadn’t slept together since we’d broken up the summer after graduating high school ~5yrs prior. I kept thinking about this as my hands started to wander on Alexa… fingertips lightly tracing designs on her forearms, then stomach down to her upper thighs. Again, intoxicated by how her breathing changed as I was teasing her with my fingertips. I’m fairly certain when she let me lay on her chest she knew what was going to happen as well. She started to gyrate her hips in the slightest way when my fingertips got down to her thighs and so after a few minutes I slid my hand up the leg of her romper outfit and she immediately let out this guttural “ohhh fuck” like she had been waiting for this. I lifted my head up and gave her eyes like “oh yeah?” and she nodded back at me, slowly with her eyes half closed. I wanted to get off of the damn couch because we barely fit, so I said “let’s go nap in bed together” she nodded again as my hand stayed up her shorts, fingers getting closer to her wet lips but always stopping just an inch or so short of actually touching her wetness.

We walked down the hall into my bedroom and she immediately took her romper off without another word. No sports bra obstructing my view this time, and her boobs looked absolutely perfect (by far her best asset) as she laid onto her back… her nipples much smaller than when I last saw them in person, only because they were rock hard now. As I’m undressing standing by the foot of my bed, she flips over and wiggles herself down towards me, “she’s making it way too easy to fuck her on all fours right now” I think to myself as I lean down to kiss the small of her back. She pulls her knees under her so she’s face down into the bed with her ass up in the air, and I immediately drop to my knees to tease her with my tongue.

Her clit was already swollen and begging for my attention, so I grabbed each cheek and spread her apart while I began teasing it with my tongue, increasing the speed and pressure until I was alternating nibbling on her clit and fucking her light pink tightness with my tounge flicking in and out of her – it drove her wild. She came twice within ten minutes of putting her ass up like that, and my tongue was feeling pretty damn tired at this point. I stood up off my knees slowly, dragging my now engorged cock all the way up her now soaking pussy lips and asshole. She whimpered and quivered, she might have been thinking about the time I licked her ass as she used a showerhead on her clit to get off (years ago, we still talked about it fairly regularly) She asks me“Will you put it in me now, Daddy?” Fuck. I grab a condom off of my desk and she helps roll it on (safety first kids) and slide into her.

I’m a huge tease so of course I’m going in and out as slowly as I can, gyrating my hips like I’m salsa dancing at the same time (which she loves). It’s not long before she’s using her leverage to thrust her ass into me and making her fuck her deeper and faster. I’m looking down seeing my cock disappear in her beautiful pussy and realize if we don’t switch positions soon, I’m going to be in a bit of trouble. I lean down to grab her and whisper in her ear “climb on top of me” I flop down onto the bed onto my back and she climbs on top of me, straddling me but squatting on my bed so her legs are spread open. She lowers herself on to my cock and immediately starts riding me like her life depends on it. I’m able to think about rabbits and puppies and all of the wonderful things in the world so I’m not so close to cumming, and proceed to fuck the shit out of her, grabbing her neck and shoulders and shoving my fingers into her mouth. She reciprocates, digging her fingernails in to my shoulder and back, screaming so loudly that I’m sure the manager of my building will be by later to talk to me. We’re going at it for a good ten minutes before she tells me she’s going to cum HARD. OK, I know she’s a squirter from before, but it’s never happened while we were having P in V sex. Her rhythm starts to slow up so she’s now slamming herself down on my rock hard dick about once a second, and each time she makes the base of my cock disappear inside of her she moans “Aahhhhim……..Cummmmmm…..Inggggggg” Her eyes roll back into her head and her body arches back as she finishes her statement, her hips lifting up just enough so that my cock falls out of her, and she squirts up my stomach and chest as she’s moaning my name. Thoughts of puppies and rabbits aren’t working now because after what just happened I am literally moments away from exploding. I quickly get off of the bed and stand up, ripping the condom off and rubbing my foreskin to tease the tip of my cock. She gets the hint, because in unison she’s dropping to her knees on the floor, with my cock being milked by her two hands. “Baby I’m gonna explode all over your tits” I say… “NO… I’m going out after this!!” she screams back at me, much to my chagrin. By that point it’s too late, and I grab her by her hair and she opens her mouth for my cock. I barely make it to her mouth before my swollen balls are tightening up and I’m nearly passing out from the waves of pleasure hitting my body as she slurps the cum down. Her eyes got wide as my orgasm felt like it was never going to end, but she never broke eye contact (which I absolutely love). After what seemed like the cumshot from eternity we both collapsed on the bed, kissing and exhausted. We laid there cuddling for a bit, talking for another 30 minutes reminiscing on the past before she got up and said she had a dinner to go to.

I haven’t seen Alexa since this day we fucked^ (we talk from time to time, although admittedly much less so now and rarely ever sexual anymore).

As for Em, a few weeks later her BF saw a text that had the details of what had happened between us on Friday. After a huge weeks long fight they reconciled, and I remain close with Em and her now finance to this day.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6ey45a/mf_breaking_in_the_new_apartmentwith_a_friend