Ryan lay next to his new girlfriend Hannah, when his phone buzzed.
“Hey! Long time no speak, you won’t believe where I am.”
It was Peyton, his ex.
His heart began to race, re-reading the message, wondering how to reply. He looked over at Hannah, feeling a little guilty. She looked so cute asleep there, and if he replied she’d be pretty pissed.
He’d met Peyton while travelling last year. An Aussie, he fell in love with her accent. On their first date they ended up at a whiskey bar before he finished inside her in her hotel room. Brunette, with bangs and hazel eyes, and with a body that oozed sex appeal, she wasn’t the blonde blue eyed girl he’d always fantasised about being with. As he held his phone in his hands he remembered just how she used to ride his cock like no other. The sex they had was out of this world. She just understood him, and god he loved how her body moved. She would try anything, and sexually she was a perfect match for him. She turned him on so much. From her gorgeous breasts and nipples, to her skinny fit waist and her fantastic ass, he just loved her body. But she was really the whole package. She was smart and funny and very cheeky. They’d dated for a few months long distance but it was just too hard in the end.
He never told her, but he definitely still had a thing for her. They kept in touch every now and again, popping up and saying hi, but knew that it was best not to bring up the past. There was still some unresolved business.
He smiled as he started typing out a text, when Hannah rolled over and started playing with his cock. Slightly annoyed he turned his phone over and watched as Hannah went to work, her mouth sliding up and down his shaft. Yet his thoughts were on Peyton.
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A couple of hours later, Peyton, who was sipping an espresso in her new apartment Downtown, saw her phone light up.
Ryan: hey! Good to hear from you. I don’t know, where are you? Somewhere exotic?
She smiled as she replied “Dallas.”
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Ryan almost spat out his coffee as he read her reply.
Hannah, who was making some breakfast asked “babe you okay?”
He really had to tell her.
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Peyton slipped into a red silk robe and ran the water for a bath.
She’d texted Ryan her new address, saying he could swing past and see her place before going downstairs for a drink.
As she got into the warm water, she relaxed and inhaled, the steam opening up her pores. She began to soap herself up a little, before touching between her thighs. Before she knew it her pussy was a swollen, throbbing mess. She continued to touch herself, thinking of the times Ryan had gone down on her, of when he’d fucked her like she’d asked. Just as she came in the tub, her phone started ringing.
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“Hey! It’s Peyton. I’m busy, leave a message.”
“Hey… I’m just outside your door. Are you home?”
Opening the voicemail, Peyton panicked a little. She jumped out of the bath, flushed from her orgasm, threw a bath robe on and rushed to the door.
Before opening she said “Ryan! Hold on, I thought we said another half an hour, I’m so sorry!”
“It’s okay, I can wait downstairs, is someone with you?”
“No, I just… I just got out of the bath. You’re welcome to come in, I just need to put on some jeans!”
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Ryan weighed up the situation in his head. He hasn’t seen her for a couple years but by the looks of her recent IG she was even more banging than when they’d been together.
She’d just posted a photo in a red swimsuit in Spain, and she looked a million dollars.
He’d told Hannah before who he was seeing, and told her that he wouldn’t be long, he was just catching up with an old friend.
He failed to mention the amazing sex he’d had with his “old friend.” He liked Hannah a lot, but he was young and living his life.
“Sure, I can wait inside. I won’t peek!”
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Opening the door, Peyton burst into a great smile. He hadn’t changed one bit. Same dimples, same brilliant smile, tanned skin. She still thought he was the most beautiful man she’d been with. But she never told him that.
Ryan beamed.
‘Fuck, she’s even more beautiful than before’, he thought.
“Just give me a second, you can wait here on the sofa and I’ll put some clothes on. How’ve you been? What’s new? Girlfriend? Job?”
She was playing it cool. She was extremely curious. She closed her bedroom door and continued the conversation through the wall.
“Yeah… good! I ended up finishing the paper and I got a job with a small golfing company. I started seeing someone a few months ago and the fam are still well, so yeah all good! But how the hell did you end up here?”
“So the company I was working for in marketing… I ended up transferring to sales. They wanted another person working in the south of the states, so I took the offer! The money’s good and I get to have a new experience so why not?”
“And you, boyfriend?”
“Nah, I guess I haven’t really dated anyone since well…”
“Oh.. that’s -“
“Fuck!”
“P, you alright?”
No response.
Ryan called out again, with no response.
He opened the bedroom door and found Peyton on the floor of her bedroom, passed out.
She was still breathing, he was relieved to find. He noticed a little blood running down her nose, though couldn’t figure out what happened.
He considered calling 911, nudging her a little, her head in his lap.
She came to after a minute.
“Oh my god babe, are you okay? Just stay still”
Oh shit, he said babe. He didn’t mean it, it just happened.
Peyton looked at him confused “I’m f- fine, I think I hit my head on the bed when I was putting on my jeans. She looked down, realizing she was wearing just her lingerie, before freaking out “oh my god I’m so sorry, I didn’t exactly expect this to happen, I was rushing I-“
“Shh.” He placed a finger on her lips. They were still full as ever.
“You’re so cute when you’re flustered. I’ve missed you.”
“Me too.”
“Remember when we talked about what we’d do if we saw each other, what would happen”
“Yeah… and if one of us has a partner…”
“Is she your partner? Do you love her?”
“Y-no, I don’t know. She’s good to me.”
“Well then I don’t want to tempt you.”
“Look- what happened between us, I know I hurt you. I wanted you so badly. But I didn’t know how we were going to make it work. You’re fucking gorgeous, and I’d make love to you right now, but it scares me too.”
“It’s okay, just let me get dressed. I’m fine.”
Ryan helped her up, his hands on her slim waist.
Fuck it, he thought.
He grabbed her tightly and brought her in for a kiss. Filled with longing, that same electricity they felt those years ago came back as if it were just the other day.
Driven with lust he lifted her and laid her on the bed, his hands intertwined with hers as he pushed her further back, angling his hips over hers. He sucked on her bottom lip and bit it, before kissing her deep with his tongue. He felt a fire with her that he just didn’t have with Hannah.
He felt her nipples as he kissed her, grabbing and squeezing her breasts. She moaned. She moaned again, louder. His hand moved down her stomach to her pussy. He felt the outside of her silk panties. They were soaking wet. He couldn’t help himself, plunging a finger inside her.
She grabbed at him and scratched her nails down his back, moaning loud for him. He could feel his erection, uncomfortable in his pants, desperately wanting to fuck her.
“My fucking god Peyton. I’ve missed you.”
“Ryan, we’ve got some catching up to do.”
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Sliding off her panties, Ryan sank down between her thighs. Peyton grabbed a fistful of his hair as he tongued her clit. He lapped up her wetness, sucking and vibrating his lips along her juicy pussy. He loved how she tasted. He couldn’t get enough of her scent either. She was like a drug to him.
She pushed his head down again, “You like eating me out don’t you Ryan? See how you’re licking and sucking me, are you enjoying how I taste?”
Breathless he moaned and didn’t stop. He wasn’t thinking about anything except getting her off. He wanted to make her cum so badly.
He found a sensitive spot, noticing how she arched her back each time his tongue slid over it. He focused and continued to lick and suck. He felt her thighs grip the sides of his head, and her moaning became higher pitched. He knew she was close.
“Oh fuck baby, I’m going to – I’m so fucking close”
He didn’t change the pace, he didn’t do anything different, he didn’t let her throw him off his game. He was patient, and continued to lick and suck and pleasure her perfect pussy. That was the golden ticket. That was how he made her scream “fuck Ryan I’m going to cum!”
He felt her pussy convulse, tasting her sweet and salty juice as it flowed out of her. He lapped it up greedily, before moving up her gorgeous body and kissing her. Her body writhed as she continued to feel the orgasm rock her.
“Oh Ryan. You remembered I like to taste myself after.”
But he wasn’t finished. Whilst she was still gasping from her climax, Ryan was rock hard. Seconds later he slammed his cock inside her, pounding her until he was as deep as possible. He gripped her body with all his strength, as he was reminded how fucking amazing it felt to be inside her again.
“I swear you have the best fucking pussy. You feel amazing.”
Staring into his eyes she moaned as he thrust inside her again and again, hearing the sound of her wetness, her cum, and his cock sliding in and out with everything he had. He gripped her waist tightly, fucking her into the bed. He was about to break a sweat. It was raw, animalistic. She brought it out of him. He worried about being rough and getting what he wanted with others. But not with her. He knew she wanted it. He knew she could handle him. He wasn’t scared to hold back.
She took one of his fingers as he relentlessly pounded her pussy, and sucked hard. He moaned and collapsed onto her chest, fucking her even harder “oh baby, ohh baby… oh don’t stop sucking”
She took his whole finger in and worked up and down, just as she would his cock. “Don’t you stop fucking me. I want to feel that hot cum buried deep inside me. Don’t disappoint me.”
Not able to hold on much longer he leaned back, thrusting harder than before, wanting so badly to please this woman who drove him wild.
“Cum for me Ryan. Cum for me. Look at me when you cum. Look at me when you shoot that big load of yours right inside me!”
With that final word, he came almost on command. Bracing himself against her he pumped her full of cum, rope after rope being buried deep inside her womb. He hadn’t cum so hard in months. He felt the wave rush over him, his whole body felt like it was on fire.
Panting he didn’t take his eyes off her, pulling out and watching his cum drip out of her. He had zero regrets.
“Looks like we’ll need a shower now. And maybe round two?”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hnf7x3/its_been_a_long_time_mf