Running Into my Ex at a Wedding

It was almost two years since I had seen Peter, my Ex. Well, I call him my Ex but really we had a couple of dates followed by an intense one-night stand. The way Peter had me, in that one night, the way he made me his own and had his way with me – it was truly terrifying. I had bad relationships in the past and I was scared of how dependent I might become with him so I broke it off.

But I thought about Peter a lot. I thought about the way he ravaged me in that one night, the way he manhandled me and the way he moved me around like putty in his hands. Whenever I was bored with a guy or by myself, I could close my eyes and see Peter, his large powerful hands dominating me. For the past few months I had been getting more adventurous pleasuring myself anally. I was really beginning to crave fingering my asshole whenever I masturbated. I had never had anal sex and didn’t want to try it yet but the thought of Peter sodomizing me with his hefty manhood often sent me over the edge and turned me into a quivering dripping mess.

I flew across country for the wedding of a mutual friend and spotted him at first in the church during the service. He was a few rows up and when he turned around he caught me staring right at him. I was embarrassed and smiled sheepishly. He smiled back and gave a discrete wink. After the service, on the way out of the church, he came up to me and we hugged and chatted briefly.

The bride and groom had reserved a discount for their out-of-town guests at the hotel where they were holding the reception. In the parking lot at the hotel Peter was standing and there were several girls around him, all very attractive. He lifted his head and caught me, again, staring at him. I blushed, turned away and went up to my room. I had a few hours before the reception so I took advantage of the French bathtub and took a long hot bath. I couldn’t get Peter out of my head and closed my eyes and drifted off thinking about him and sighing whenever I imagined what he would be doing to me if we were still together.

I decided to head down from my room a little early. The area around the hotel looked beautiful and I thought I might explore it. I took the elevator down to the lobby. When the elevator doors opened, Peter was standing there alone. My mouth dropped a little and I tried to form some words ‘Oh…hi Peter’ I managed to say. ‘Hi’ he grinned back. I lowered my head and began to step out of the elevator but he put his arm up blocking my way. I looked up at him with eyes wide and confused. He gently pushed me back into the elevator and closed the doors.

‘What are you doing?’ I asked, my voice shaking. He grabbed both my wrists with his large hand and pinned them over my head. I gasped and turned my face to him in surprise. ‘Peter?’. He put a finger playfully to my lips ‘I think this is what you want’ he said looking me over like a wild animal. My lips trembled and I said nothing. He ran his hand firmly over my dress along my hips and thighs and then cupped my crotch. I took a sharp inward breath and shook my head. ‘Peter, no, we shouldn’t. This is a bad idea’. He pulled back, still smiling. The door opened on his floor. ‘I think you should follow me,’ he said and walked out of the elevator towards his door.

I stood frozen in the elevator trying to catch my breath, with wild thoughts flying through my mind. My legs were weak, I didn’t know what to do. The door of the elevator began to close and without thinking I reached out my arm and stopped it. Peter was leaning against the open door in his room and caressed my back as I walked into his suite.

‘Drink?’ he asked. I shook my head and walked onto the large balcony. It was looking down at the waterfront. We were on the fifth floor and we could see and hear about a dozen people below standing by the water. Peter walked up behind me, placed one hand on my hip and slid his other hand up my leg and started rubbing my pussy over my underwear. His little stunt in the elevator had made me wet and I knew that he felt it. ‘You’ve been wanting this, haven’t you?’ he said casually. I nodded without a word, not wanting to betray how excited I was at was he was doing to me.

He reached his hand into my underway and began to finger me. I moaned softly and he stood next to my with his hand still inside me. We both looked down the balcony towards the people and he continued to probe my wet hole with his large fingers. I stifled my moaning since I didn’t want the people below to hear us but I came on his fingers and he could feel me tense up and tighten my legs around his hand. He turned me around and placed his dripping fingers into my mouth making me taste my pussy and suck on his fingers. I reached my hand over to feel his stiff cock which was bulging under his dress pants. I stroked the length of it up and down and stepped closer to him to feel him pressed against me.

He took me by the wrists and led be back into the room where he looked me over like I was a prey caught in his snare. Then he ordered me to take my dress off which I did without a word. Then he stood back to inspect my body and told me to take my panties off but keep my bra on. I did. There was a thick lush carpet that covered the suite and he forced me down on my knees. I eagerly reached for the button on his pants and pulled them down exposing his cotton boxer briefs. I fondled his engorged manhood through the fabric and placed my face next to it. He pulled the briefs down and his very large warm thick cock stiffened up against my face. I rubbed my face and lips all over it, inhaling his fragrance.

I licked him up and down his shaft, tasting him. His balls hung heavy and low and I savored them in my mouth even licking under them and savoring his saltiness. I rubbed my saliva over the length of his cock and took it into my mouth, sucking and swallowing him. I had fantasized about being in this exact position worshipping his cock and taking him all in. I moaned in deep pleasure and felt the vibration of my voice on his hard dick. He grabbed the back of my head and pressed me into him, forcing more of his member into my mouth and even a little bit into my throat. When I started to pull back he pulled my head back with my hair and I stared up at him gaping with slobber running down my face onto my breasts.

He circled behind behind me and raised my ass up into the air then leaned over and pressed my face down onto to the soft carpet. I drooled happily and wiggled my ass. I heard him spit onto my pussy and rub the saliva and the juices in and around my throbbing cunt. I spread my cheeks open ready to take him. ‘Fuck me Peter, I want to feel you inside me. It’s been so long.’ He slapped my ass approvingly and slid easily into my eager pussy. I moaned loudly at feeling his length and his thickness filling my up. I bounced back and forth onto him and grinded screaming and begging him to take me harder and faster.

Without thinking I reached back started to finger my asshole with my middle finger. I ran it over some of the saliva and juices around my pussy and rubbed it in and around my tight hole. I plunged it deeper and moaned. Peter pulled my hand away and spit on my asshole. He eased his finger into my ass, deeper than I had ever gone. ‘You like putting things in your ass, you little slut?’ he teased. ‘Oh yes, Peter! That feels amazing. Fuck my pussy while you finger my asshole! It’s gonna make me cum. You’re gonna make me cum again! It’s sooo nice! Yes!!’ I came onto his cock and clenched my tight asshole against his finger.

He pulled his finger out of my ass and his cock out of my pussy. He rubbed the head of his dick against my small tight hole. ‘How about something bigger than a finger?’ he asked. ‘Oh no Peter, you’re too big. I can’t take it! I want to but I don’t think so…’ I mumbled weakly burying my face in the carpet and hoping to be ravaged. ‘Stay right here,’ he said ‘don’t move that delicious body of yours one inch, do you understand?’ I moaned and nodded. He went to the dresser and brought back a small bottle of lube.

I felt a cold drizzle on my asshole that he rubbed into and around my hole. Then he lubed up his cock and brought the tip against my asshole. ‘If it hurts I’ll stop, ok?’ ‘Uhhh huuuunhhh’ I moaned approvingly and grabbed fistfuls of shag on the carpet. He pushed the tip and the head popped in easily. I shrieked at the pleasant feeling of being penetrated in my asshole with Peter’s manhood. He pushed deeper and I growled ‘Ohhhh God Peter, yes! You’re inside my asshole, aren’t you? You’re fucking my tight little ass with your big cock!!!’ He slapped my ass playfully and eased further in. I screamed first in surprise and then in delight and then I backed up against him pushing his dick right into my asshole until his balls were resting against me. ‘Oh my God Peter, you’re so deep inside my asshole!! Fuck me in my ass. Take me, have me – use my asshole Peter!!!’

He leaned over and pulled my hair away from my face ‘You’re just a little slut aren’t you. Your asshole belongs to me now. I can take this hole anytime I want, do you understand?’ I cooed ecstatically and slobbered onto the carpet. ‘Fuck my ass Peter. It’s yours. It’s all yours. You can use my holes anytime you want. All my holes belong to you. Anytime you want to have me I want you to take me!!!’ He grunted and spanked my ass again. ‘I want you to come in my asshole’ I mumbled. He leaned close to me ‘Say it again. Say it again you little whore.’

‘Peter,’ I announced clearly ‘I want you to fill my asshole with your cum. I want you to pound me in my tight little ass until you shoot your thick hot sperm into my hole. I want to tighten my asshole around your cock and squeeze every drop of jizz from your big dig. I’m your little whore. I want you to empty yourself into me!!!’ Peter groaned again getting closer now ‘What else do you want you little slut?’ I whimpered and wiggled my ass into his balls ‘I want you to always fuck me and fill me and cum inside me. Only me, not those other girls. I want to be the only little whore that you cum in. I’ll take it all Peter, I’ll let you use me in all my holes any time you want. I want it dripping out of me. I want you to walk up to me in the street and take me in a back alley and fuck me in my holes and leave me with your cum dripping down my legs. Fuck me!!!! Cum inside my asshole Peter!!!!’

Peter bucked against me and exploded into my ass shooting his load deep inside me. I felt the warm gushing fluid filling me almost dripping out of my ass. We collapsed onto the carpet and he spooned me. I fell asleep in his arms amidst the cum, the juices, and the slobber.

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Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ohhgqg/running_into_my_ex_at_a_wedding