reconnect with my old fwb
So there is this guy who I think is very handsom. And just realy hot. Years ago we had sex sometimes and we did a lot of sexting.
And if I am totally honest to myself… he was a little bid of a bad guy. He ignored me, only texted me back when he was horny. Whenever he was horny he demanded me to send him nudes. And if I didn’t do it he punesed me by ignoring me when I was horny. And also when we had sex he was rough. Abused my tits, throat fuck me and spanked me. But somehow I still have somekind of weekness for him.
He moved away and I got other play mates so we drifted apart. Sometimes we had a little bit of fun sexting but then we did not talk for months.
But some weeks ago I visited the city he lives in now. And when I made a snapchat about arriving there his name poped up, and I hasitated for a second but then also did send the foto to him. It took 5 second before I got a notification that he was typing.
“Are you in town?”
“Yes”
“Why?”
“Visiting the city”
“I want to fuck you now”
“Really? But it is a long time ago. You still single? Not dating Els anymore?”
“I dont care you little slut, come to my house in one hour, this is the address:…”
My heart was racing. Was I really going to do this. He already was rude to me. Was he dating still? But all of this was gone when my pussy became wet by the idea of seeing his dick again and being manhandled by him.
So I looked up the address, found a cab and drove to his house. There I waited for 15 minutes, he had clearly stated that I was suppose to be there after an hour. Then I rang his bell.
He came down in gray sweatpants and a shirt looking suprised: “you are really here!” Then he grabbed under my skirt, I was wet a little fantasising about him while waiting. “You are already wet you little slut!” We went to his living room and sat on the couch. “What did you want to do?” He asked me. And a thousand things went trough my head, what did I want, why was I here, why again with him. But knowing what he wanted me to say, I replyed knowingly it would be a rough afternoon but willingly because I wanted to be a slut for him I answered: “I want to suck your cock”.
Within a heartbeat he took out his semi hard cock, grabed my hair and pushed his dick in my mouth. And started thrusting, holding my hair. After some time I came up for air and his reply was: “did I give you permission to stop?” And he pushed my head down over his cock and held it there. After I gagged he released me. He puched me off the couch on my knees and standing up pushed his dick in my throat while taking my boobs out off my blouse forcefully. He abused them and smacked them. Then he put his hand on my head and started to fuck my troat. I had to gag a lot, but he did not care at all.
A long head giving session including french kissing the tip off his dick, sucking on his balls and gagging a lot he took out his cock and came all over my tits, but a lot came on my cloats. He grabed his phone and took a picture while I liked his cock clean. “I am keeping this one for later.”
“I came, and I am tired, time for you to go.” I started to protest but he looked at me in a very dominating way and I did shut up, put my tits back in my shirt and put on my jacked because of the stains on my blouse and went back to my hotel. And finished myself thinking of him…
He really is a jerk, but somehow I have a weekness for him. And next time he text me, I am going to his place again.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/119gjtw/reconnected_with_my_f23_old_fwb