[mf] Fucked an ex at a house party

I’m an old and boring married man now, which is why I’m going to write these. They’re as much for me as anyone else. I’ve never written like this before, so it might suck.

I was 19 and kind of in between relationships. Not exactly single, but not exactly taken. I showed up to a house party thrown by an aquaintance of mine, expecting to get drunk and maybe set some shit on fire. All of the usual suspects were there, including my friend Jill. Jill was not attractive, but she had a great body and huge tits. I always felt like she had a thing for me but I never really pursued because I always had other options. I was considering giving her a shot when my ex-girlfriend Amanda’s voice stopped me in my tracks. Jill had introduced us, so it kind of made sense why she was there. But this party was mostly my people – so she had to expect me.

Me and Amanda had a short and hot relationship that ended when she cheated on me (and Jill told me about it.) Amanda was a goddess to me. She was curvy in exactly the right way, played soccer, and was down for absolutely anything in bed. I learned a ton about sex and myself with her.

So, naturally, hearing her voice at this party gave me mixed feelings. I was about to date another girl, and Amanda was never going to be relationship material for me. But just the sound of her raspy sexy voice was enough to give me a semi. She walked in and was wearing shorts that showed off her athletic, thick, thighs (my fucking favorite) and a t-shirt that hugged her tits. Nothing special I guess, but you don’t need to put an aftermarket spoiler on a Ferrari.

I left the room quickly, not ready to face this confrontation. I made an effort to engage in a conversation where she *wasn’t*. Nevertheless, not ten minutes later I feel a dainty hand grab my bicep. I guess I should describe myself… I’m a bit short (5’7″) with brown hair and dark green eyes. I wrestled in high school and have been lifting weights ever since and I look like it. I knew that she enjoyed my muscles. I felt her fingernails gently embed themselves into my skin and turned around. There she was. Gorgeous brown, devilish eyes staring right into mine. I knew right then that I was fucked.

We talked for a bit. She asked how I was doing and I told her about my semi-relationship. She told me about hers and how unhappy she was. She mentioned that her boyfriend had put on a bit of weight and playfully pressed her hand up against my abs, her eyes locked with mine, removing any and all non-sexual thoughts from my head. It took all my will to not leave with her right then. But I was sure this would fuck up my soon-to-be relationship before it even started.

The night wore on, and we mingled with friends for a bit. As it started to get late a few of my buddies had went over their limit and passed out on the floor. The rest of the party had basically dispersed and I found myself alone with Amanda, on the couch. I don’t know if I did it on purpose. My dick probably overrode my conscious brain. But I told myself, she wouldn’t do anything with these guys passed out on the floor next to us.

I was wrong.

I don’t remember what we were talking about, but I do remember what stopped the talking.

“I feel like the universe is pulling us together tonight” is what she said. Looking back on it, it was incredibly cheesy, and more romantic than anything we’ve ever said.

But it connected with me in that moment. We kissed briefly, and I pulled away. She looked up at me and those fucking eyes were full of lust. I went from 0-100 in an instant. We made out furiously, hands all over each other. We made out in the way that didn’t end with anything except sex. I reached down and rubbed her pussy over her shorts. They were damp. I looked down and then remembered the other thing about Amanda that drove me absolutely insane. She would get *insanely* wet. In this instance she had already gone through her panties and her shorts. I deftly wove my hands under her shorts from the bottom and stuck a single finger inside her. It was, of course, soaking wet and fantastically hot. She moaned softly. I clenched my jaw and looked down at my passed out friends, trying to decide the best course of action.

She said “We’re going to have to take these off.” And smiled up at me. I realized she would fuck me right there on that couch and didn’t care who was in the room… But I didn’t want people to know about it. I groaned in frustration before grabbing her and lifting us both up off the couch. She giggled and wrapped her legs around me. I waddled us both out of the living room and into the dining room before I sat down on a chair. She dropped her pants and before I could get to mine she was on her knees in front of me. She pulled out my dick and looked at it as if it were a long lost family member. My dick isn’t amazing. It’s actually exactly average in every way. I’ve measured. (We all have, right?) But she would later tell me that my dick “fit” her in a way that others haven’t.

She put me in her mouth, but I was in no shape for a blow job. I yanked her up by her arms and she laughed before straddling me and plunging down onto me.

I don’t think I’ll ever be able to adequately describe how she felt. As I said before, it was the wettest I’ve ever felt in my life. It was hot and tight and fucking heaven. We both moaned in ecstacy. I no longer cared if anyone knew about this. This was all that mattered in the world.

She rode me expertly. She was incredible at it. I pulled her shirt up and akwardly pulled a tit out of her bra. I licked and nibbled as she eagerly worked my cock. I was planning to take her shirt off when I felt the head of my dick hitting the wall of her pussy. She found an angle that was perfect for me, and then she ground on it like her life depended on it. Before I could even tell her to slow down I was cumming. I bit my lip and released everything I had inside her, grunting in absolute pleasure.

It was too early. I had fucked up. I didn’t usually have this problem, but this was too much for me. To my surprise, she looked triumphant. She was proud of how this all went down.

I’m not the kind of guy to stay hard after cumming. I always need a little bit of time. So I stuck my middle and ring finger inside her, and she rode them. I wiggled them the way I knew she liked and in seconds she was practically screaming in orgasm. I felt her muscles clench and pulse for 5 seconds afterward and we looked into each other’s eyes, she reached down, pulled my fingers out of her, looked at the hodgepodge of cum running down them and put them into her mouth. It was one of the hottest things I’ve ever experienced.

Then she got off me, we got dressed, and I drove her home. On the car ride I explained that I felt bad for ruining my future relationship, and she told me she wouldn’t tell if I didn’t, and that she may require my services in the future. I didn’t tell, and my services were provided readily.

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