[M]y Ex[f] drops off some stuff

I have some cleanup to do on this but wanted to get it out into the world. Drop me a chat or comment if you liked it

Now I’ve talked about how Casey started fucking me after I broke up with my ex, but I haven’t told you at all about that ex. Her name was Sara. A 5’9” light skinned Venezuelan girl. She was light skin with long dark hair. Fit but a little thick, and In classic Venezuelan style, she had an amazing ass and great legs. Good C cup tits rounded her out.

Now while a slowing sex life wasn’t the main reason for our breakup, it was one. When we started dating we fucked extremely frequently and me, being extremely inexperienced, had wanted to try everything. She eventually pushed me into a pretty standard routine of eating her out and then just nearly silent gentle missionary until I gave her a creampie. She hated dirty talk, blowjobs, and fucking with the lights on. While we had done doggy a lot at the beginning of the relationship, she had started rejecting any attempt I had, a major irritant since doggy was the favorite of mine with that ass of hers.

She had texted me maybe 2 weeks after we broke up saying I’d left something over at her house and asking to come drop it off. I was at home, just chilling with my roommates at the time so I told her to swing by. I was wearing a simple tee and sweats. She texted me that she was outside so I got off the couch to go meet her. When I opened the door I was stunned. She was standing there, hair and makeup done, wearing my favorite dress. It was a black cocktail dress that, especially in coordination with the stilettos she had on, emphasized her legs and ass. She knew it was my favorite outfit of hers snd the last time she had worn it was our anniversary 7 months before. In her hands she had a small box.

“Can we go inside and talk?” Sara asked before I could get my jaw the floor. I could feel my cock twitch in my sweat pants as I couldn’t help but get turned on.

“My roommates are home”
“Your room works better anyway” she says before pushing past me and going upstairs to my room. I follow her in and sneak a glance up her dress as she goes up the stairs.

We arrive upstairs and she confidently goes and sits on my bed. I stand, leaning against my desk maybe 3 feet away from her.
“Why the whole getup” I asked her
“Oh I’m just going on a date after this” she says with a hint of tone in my voice. I play it cool and ask her a bit about it but despite my play it is somewhat apparent that I am hurt.

“If you don’t want me to go you can just ask” she says. Refusing to let her get to me like that I tell her it’s fine

“What‘s bothering you then?” she asks glancing down me. “Is there anything I can do to help?” She says as she reaches out and touching my hand. Despite the pain and weirdness about this whole situation I couldn’t help but have gotten turned on by the dress. When she touched my hand my cock went into overdrive and was pretty rapidly filling with blood, stretching out against my sweats. Not knowing how to answer I shrug.

“Are you sure there’s nothing I can do to help because it looks like there is” Sara says as she lifts her hand up off mine and gestures towards my cock before looking up at a me and biting her lip. I stand up straight as she takes that as my consent and slides to her knees, pulling my sweats and underwear down as she does. She grabs me by the base as licks her way up from the base right to the tip of my cock and proceeds to sink her mouth down on my cock and starts sucking. She’s proceeds to start to sloppily suck my cock, a rare occurrence while we were dating. As she does so I start to get angry, now that we are broken up she wants to try, wants to have better sex. As the rage starts to build I decide that I’m going to see how badly she wants me back. Seeing as she was currently sucking my cock and deep throating was a big no, I grab her head and begin to thrust my hips slowly in sync with her sliding down, forcing my cock to hit the back of her throat. When she doesn’t immediately stop me like she usually would, I grab her head and hold it steadier and begin to fuck her face. She gags and coughs around me but doesn’t stop me, encouraging me more. Her hands wrap around and squeeze my ass, pulling my cock all the way into her throat, my balls swinging forward and hitting her chin.

“Show me how much you want it. How much you missed it. How big a slut you are for this cock” I grunt as I hold my cock deep inside her throat. The words drop from my mouth unprompted. Normally I’d be scared she make us stop and get mad at me for it but she seemed encouraged and pulled harder on my ass, forcing me as deep as possible. I see spit drip out the sides of her mouth, falling down to her dress. I yank my cock out of her throat and slap her across the face with it as she coughs before resuming the face fucking. “You’re a whore for this cock aren’t you” I grunt at her prompting the vibrations of a moan around me. I could feel myself getting closer and decided I need to fuck her. Needed to get my anger out via her pussy.

I yank my cock out her mouth and grab her under the armpits, pulling her much smaller frame right to her feet. She wobbles momentarily on her heels when I grab her by the hips and spin her around so that she is facing the bed. I grab a big handful of her dress with my left hand, raising it up over her hips, exposing her ass and a sexy black thong. I shove her down on the bed her ass in the air, and push her legs apart with my hand. “Oh you liked being a cock sucking slut didn’t you” I say when spotting the juices already running down her legs.

“Yes” she moans out followed by the wack of me smacking her ass hard. “Yes sir” comes her answer just after. I grab her panties with my right hand and pull the soaked fabric to the side before I push 2 fingers roughly into her pussy. Sara moans as I begin to finger her roughly. She’s wet enough to take my cock already and I don’t care about her cumming, so my fingers are only interested in releasing anger and frustrations in the relationship while I try to give myself some time before I cum. I’m roughly pulling them completely out of her before shoving them back in as she moans

“Fuckkkkkkkkk” she moans as I add a third and I can see her hand reach down and start rubbing her clit through her panties. My left hand is squeezing her ass hard as both her and my fingers start to speed up. “Cum on my fucking fingers then suck them clean while I fuck you.” I grunt at her when I start to feel her pussy tighten. She lets out a soft whimper and I smack her ass hard with my left hand in response. Suddenly, her muscles tighten and I can feel her pussy spasm around my fingers. I don’t slow down and continue roughly shoving them in and out of her until I feel her start to come down.

Once she’s stopped cumming, I pull them out and tell her to get doggy. She reaches up to start to undo the zipper on her dress when I tell her “don’t. You came over here in the dress so that I would fuck you. I’m going to fuck you in it. Heels too”

She looks back at me before sliding her panties all the way off and getting on her hands and knees, sexy ass hanging over the bed. She’s diagonal across the bed and grips the side of the mattress. I walk to the side and push my fingers into her face and she greedily sucks them clean of her cum before I walk back to her ass and stare at her beautiful pussy. I slap her ass once and start to slide my fat mushroom head up and down her lips causing her to moan “put it in. Please put it in and fuck me” I relent and begin to fuck her roughly. I start fast and rough hoping, not caring how long I’d last. My hands grab her ass and hips, keeping her in place as the sounds of our skin slapping fills the room. She’s moaning like I’d never heard before and we continue our dirty talk.

“Fuck me like you own me” she practically cries as I begin to press against her asshole, a strictly forbidden activity. I all too quickly, start to get close. “Fuckk” I being to grunt.

“Fill me up baby. Make me yours, fill my pussy up with your cum” she begins to moan. “Cum for me. I need it” she says as I go faster and faster before I force my cock in as deep as possible in her Venezuelan cunt. My cock explodes as we both moan in Ecstasy.

She stands up and then attempts to get me me to allow her to stay, a possible plot to get back together. I look at her, makeup and hair ruined as my cum leaks out her cunt into her dress.

“Go on your date. It’s okay” I say my anger gone. I’m at peace now with everything, though I know she could get me to fuck her like that.

Sara ended up going on that date, though she did text me a few times during it about how she couldn’t concentrate with my cum leaking into her panties. She even went and took a photo in the bathroom of them soaked. She ended up coming over after the date to fuck again, much calmer this time.

Let me know what y’all think

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kbd55g/my_exf_drops_off_some_stuff

7 comments

  1. And now up to you to at least some of the time keep her in line, firm but not cruel.

  2. How long ago did all this happen? Good thing you got a sort of closure after the relationship.

    I had a significant girl in the past, we were together for 3 years and I was really into that relationship. I thought she will have my children. The third year was shit tho. I couldn’t trust her as she started to act agwinst our relqtionship. Maybe she got overwhelmed by how serious it became, she knew I will fight for us whatever happens so she stopped putting much effort. Sex was still great but mostly since i’m very dominating and she loved that. Tho I was becoming angry at her and it was lowering my sexual drive, which is very high normally. That wasn’t a problem tho, she still had the dick whenever she wanted and more.

    One day she acted very nervously. A few days later she confessed she gave some dude her number and now he was harrasing her with calls few times per day. This only added to me knowing i can’t trust her and I was slowly realizing this is the end. I got very angry and yelled at her some.

    And then the day came when I came to her to share the news that I passed this exam I thought will give me the most problem. I didn’t manage to say that. Before I started she took the opportunity that her mother had her afternoon nap and told me she doesn’t want that anymore. ‘What?’ ‘Go away, get out’ that was enough. I walked out and didn’t talk to her anymore. It was indeed the end, and my heart was in fact broken. Although i continued to have this feeling in my gut that things between me and her are not finished.

    A month later as I was gaming woth my buddy and talking via teamspeak she wrote me. Something about a book she’s trying to find and has no idea where it is. So I comment that to my gaming buddy and he says ‘she wants the dick’. I agreed, told heri dunno where the book is and continued my gaming session.

    I was so angry at her and my heart ached so much I didn’t care about anything other than direct sentences. If she was to write me honestly she wants totry again I wpuld go for that. But she made no damn effort.

    Now a few years passed. 5-6 if I’m correct. I had a few other girls, some fun buddies to party with. Ihad a good life and it allowed me to stop thinking about her. While i failed to get her out of my heart i was able not to think about her every fucking day. And in the meantime she found a husband.

    At some point i had an accidental conversation with her sister. But it was too short to be meaningful.

    And then another year or two later i met her nephew while having beer at thi pub. We had a pretty long conversation while drinking beers. The previous time i talked to him was when he was 13 yo. Now we’re talking while drinking beer. I didn’t ask about his aunt but the meeting was enough for me to become curious. I wrote her 2 days later, and we talked.

    She was on a verge of divorce. Her husband was apparently not willing to fulfill any needs of an attractive, healthy, 29 year old woman with high sex drive. No sex, no kids, no development, no future. He didn’t put any effort and was stuck in his life. I was pretty much the opposite at that point. I bought an appartament, became a father, had good job which had me travel the world 2-3 times a year. And she had nothing. Less than she had in college relationship with me.

    I gave her a taste of what she lost. And that short thing gave me a sense of closure i always needed. I still miss her but it’s healthy now.

    We will possibly never be together again even tho we are quite possibly meant for each other.

    Your emphasis on your anger reminded me of this whole story of mine, that’s why I brought it up.

  3. Sounds like she is most happy pursuing what she wants than enjoying what she has.. But that is based on limited info. Sounds like a hot encounter!!

Comments are closed.