[FM] Met up with the old fuck buddy

Some of you may remember Alex, whom I’d met at the club back in February. I had blocked him after I thought that M might want to be exclusive, but alas, after more pining and finally gathering up the courage to tell M how I felt, I was rejected :(

I spent about two weeks feeling down about it before I unblocked and messaged Alex again. Of course he was down.

He pretended like he had forgotten about me which was funny, because I knew he hadn’t. Alex had gained weight in quarantine but he’d do. I just wanted to fuck and forget about M. We started off playing fuck the dealer again with some ciders. I hadn’t drunk in so long, I was trashed after about 3 drinks. He offered me a hydroxyzine which I accepted; made me super sleepy and relaxed. We watched a horror film and made out on the couch, me straddling his lap when it hit me. All the sadness and unrequited love I had felt for M poured out as I started crying on Alex’s chest. I felt like I was betraying M with Alex but it was time to move on. Alex was understanding and got me tissues which I blew into unabashed. He suggested I get some rest and try again in the morning.

I woke up the next morning to him fingering me. It just felt so good to be wanted and appreciated. I could tell Alex felt grateful to be fucked by someone like me and I enjoyed the power I had over him. He ate me out and when I was wet, I straddled him and rode his cock nice and slow. I gyrated my hips on his hard dick, pushing it deep as it could go, satisfied when I heard him say ‘oh fuck’ under his breath. His hands on my ass and my side, guiding me up and down with every stroke. He kissed my breasts and sucked on my nipples. I was so wet and could feel my juices squelching around the base of his dick. I was using his dick purely for my pleasure and kept riding deep and slow. I came on his dick eventually, spasming inside, crying out involuntarily.

He flipped me over and pulled me back onto his dick, my knees under his armpits and his hand around my throat. I don’t usually like being choked but it was hot to feel his hand gripped around my neck with the weight of his body in it. I moaned with pleasure. He pounded me hard and fast and came all over my stomach.

I went home but came back the next night and we had a few more sessions. I enjoyed the unusual positions that he tried with me, showing some creativity and dominance that I had missed with M. 69 (sucking his balls really turns him on), reverse cowgirl, flatiron, tabletop, some variation of the reverse cowgirl/chairman with me off the edge of the bed (really worked my thighs!) and him laying down. I went home the next night sufficiently satisfied and sore. I felt like a sex angel that had blessed a sad man. He expressed that he was going to work out like crazy for the next month which I was happy I inspired him to do so. Sex with no strings attached is nice, but I’m still hoping for the whole package to walk into my life.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/h9jb6z/fm_met_up_with_the_old_fuck_buddy