[M]orning sex with my ex-girl[f]riend

I’ve been busy the last few weeks, but I wanted to sit down and share another story about my ex-girlfriend Hannah. You can find the story of our first time here : https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6eqe10/first_time_with_the_girl_i_was_seeing/

Just a reminder, this was a few years back and I have an average dad-bod type body. Hannah (24 at the time) had the body I could only dream about. C-cup tits, perky little nipples, a tight body, and a bubble butt. She was maybe a little more athletic than some men like but I was into it.

This particular morning, I didn’t have to wake up for a few hours after Hannah. I travel a lot for my job and didn’t need to be at the airport until about 10am. Hannah’s alarm started ringing and she rolled over to turn it off. She got out of bed wearing one of my old flannels, and I laid in bed staring at the ceiling for a while. I rolled over to go back to sleep but instead I was just so drawn to her as she was getting ready for her day. As she leaned toward the mirror to put on her mascara on, my shirt she was wearing slid up just enough so I could see the fullness of her round ass. Knowing she was clueless that I was watching her, I felt my cock start to grow under the covers and I started stroking just a bit.

As she straightened her long blonde hair (she had decided to go back to her natural hair color), she must’ve gotten a little hot and unbuttoned the flannel down about halfway. Her beautiful tits were held up nicely in a white bra and it sent me over the edge. I got out of bed, shaft completely erect in my boxer briefs, and yanked my t-shirt over my head. “I didn’t know you were up,” she said, still looking in the mirror, “Did I wake you?”

I watched her turn to meet my eyes, and take all of me in, gasping, her eyes hesitating a moment on my thick bulge. In the entire length of time that we dated, she never ceased to kill me with that surprised look when she would see me hard for her. Eyebrows raised, perfect lips parted in surprise, I mean, I lived for it. I walked up behind her, resting my hard-on right on her ass, and whispered in her ear “I woke up to fuck you.” I nipped on her earlobe, and she giggled. Trying to hide the excitement in her voice, she said “Babe, you know I can’t, I have to go to work.”

I was not one to take no for an answer, and I could tell she really wanted to, even despite her protests. She lifted the flannel even higher so her full ass was showing, revealing a silky white thong to match the white bra on top. She slid her pussy up and down over my rock hard cock. “I woke up to fuck you,” I said again, in a stronger more, confident voice.

She bit her lip, thinking hard. “Maybe I had car problems this morning,” she said, her voice catching. I smiled as she gave me her weak excuse for being late to work. “You might’ve,” I murmered, sucking on her neck. “Or maybe traffic was bad on the highway,” I said as she sighed into me and I placed another bite mark on her neck. By this time I was running my hands all over her body, unbuttoning the buttons on my flannel to reveal more of her perfect figure.

Hannah giggled, taking the rest of the flannel off, leaving her only in the silky white thong and bra, makeup all done up and hair straightened. I stepped out of my boxer briefs.

She tried to turn around and face me, presumably wanting to make out or engage in a little bit of foreplay, but I decided to be a little forceful with her. I kept her facing towards the mirror with me behind her, bent her over, and pulled her thong to the side. She made that shocked face again, and her voice started to tremble as she stuttered “Babe, I dont…I don’t think… I mean, I don’t know if I’m ready yet.”

I had my cock right at the base of her pussy, and I could tell that she wasn’t as wet as usual, considering I had only come into the bathroom a minute ago. “I want you to trust me,” I whispered. Slowly, she nodded.

She moaned and bit her lip as she took my seven-inch shaft, her eyes still looking a little nervous but willing. “Are you okay?” I asked. She nodded again, and to be honest I got incredibly turned on at the pain I was causing her. We rarely had sex without foreplay, and I normally liked to wait until she was drenched before I actually went inside, so this was a nice treat.

I started thrusting my cock in and out, with her bent at the waist over the sink and my hand wrapped around her neck. She got wetter as I started going faster, and I loved seeing her face in the bathroom mirror. I usually wasn’t rough with her, so I loved seeing her face as I smacked her juicy ass and gripped it in my palm.

I can’t tell you how sexy it was to see my girl moaning and begging for my cock before 8am. Her panties pulled to the side, hair all tousled and makeup smudged.. I almost laughed thinking about if only her coworkers knew what we were getting up to before she went in to the office for the day. When I felt myself getting close, I asked her to say my name. “Whose dirty little slut, are you baby?”

She moaned and moaned, but didn’t answer the question. I pulled her hair as she moaned even louder for me. I stopped thrusting, listening to her panting, and put my lips close to her ear as I whispered into it. “I said, whose dirty little slut are you?”

“Yours, Johnny. I’m a dirty little slut just for you babe,” she moaned with passion as I felt her tight pussy pulsing around my rock hard cock.

“That’s my girl,” I smirked as I quickly pounded her a few more times and finished inside.

I could write about this girl forever, if I get enough comments/upvotes I might give y’all some more stories.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6p65h0/morning_sex_with_my_exgirlfriend