“Reconnecting” with my ex bf from 10 yrs ago [FM] [F26] [long read] [Part 2]

CN: comphet, lesbian sleeping with man, mention of problematic family dynamics, first time

Part 1 is in my profile. Might post the link in comments but bot moderator removes the post otherwise.

TL;DR Part 1: At my friends wedding I reconnected with my ex bf from 10 years ago in more than one way. I since realized I am gay. However due to a combination of hormones, us being touched starved because of lockdown and general hornyness, we basically fooled around all night. But did not have sex, because our friends could have easily caught us.
Our friends didn’t notice and we started a long road trip back home.

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So we got up way to early with way to little sleep and went on a many hour long trip. Haven gotten away with it so far, our first road stop was to get some coffee. My ex had around 2 hours of sleep, I had 30 min max. So now we were both sleep deprived and horny. He would later refer to his state as “blue balls of death”. But since I like teasing and edging men still, I didn’t really mind.

To paint a picture, I am rather petite and short, but have a feminine figure. He is quite a bit taller than me and massive. He started intense training over lockdown. His arms are as big as my legs in circumference.
Now what I long considered heterosexual attraction is probably just a mix of somewhat unhealthy family dynamics.
To all my bfs I was the big sister, sometimes provider and they were my protectors. I was really keen on that feeling of trust and safety. I know now, that that is not romantic love. I still really like it though.
So during the breaks we took he did stuff like hugging me from behind in a rather protective way and ugh. That stuff just makes me melt (and horny tbh).

Anyway we talked a bit on the trip but being as tired as we were, we also were silent for a good bit.
Now towards the end of the trip he asked me what my plans were once we arrived in his home town. I still lived a 3 hour trip away. We were both very tired and horny as we did not get to finish what we started. There was no good connection for me to take on the same day. He asked me if I wanted to spend the night at his place. We both knew exactly what that meant and the possibility turned me on quite a bit. Of course I agreed.

We ordered dinner, watched a bit of tv and then went to bed. Now it was still a hot summer evening and we were both incredibly horny.

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We were both twisting and turning. He said he couldn’t sleep because his mind was somewhere else. I simply answered I thought that I was there to fix that. I had been teasing him for quite a bit and honestly at this point I was so fucking horny, which had only been made worse by the taboo and secretive nature of it all. I hadn’t had good sex in year and knowing about his massive cock I just wanted him to stretch me and fuck me silly tbh. I was around ovulation in my cycle and that primal need to be fucked is real. I didn’t care that I was not sexually attracted to him. I didn’t care that he was a guy. All I cared about was being dicked down and filled. And I just love the hunt and feeling of power when men can’t resist me.

Immediately he was all over me. That made me a bit uncomfortable so I reminded him that I was not his prey but his accomplice. I could just tell how much energy had been pent up the last days and that part was pretty hot. He wasted little time fingering and got me and him naked fast.
Now he had been the first guy I ever slept with and he has a huge dick. I can not get my hand to close around his penis by a good bit. I tried to calculate the girth by the bit of info I have and it must be just under 8 inches and about the same length wise. Back then he struggled with regular condoms because they were such a tight fit. He now buys fitting ones online and it works very well. I never quite got comfortable with his cock back then, but we also dated for a rather shot time. Now with more experience I wanted to see if I could finally take it, because I never had another guy that big. And the thought that had been scary back then was so so exciting now.

So there we were, both naked in his bed under the full moon. Him almost uncontrollably horny and me being filled with an excitement that was a mix of nervous, horny and ready.
He aligned his dick with my vagina and slowly started pushing in.
I wasn’t quite as wet as I had hoped so I started rubbing my clit a bit. The mixture of pleasure and pain hit me. It was pure bliss. I was really somewhere else. With every bid he pushed forward I could feel my inside getting stretched.
But no in a painful way, more in a it hurts so good way. Like when after a long day you go to bed and you can feel the tension in you back release though pain.
That kind of feeling. He whispered in my ear if I was doing okay. I told him, that hadn’t taken anyone that big in a long long time. He continued. I was in fact taking all of him. In disbelieve I looked down and watched him slide in and out. He was so huge, there was barely enough space between my legs.

He was hitting all the spots no one else could and I was just enjoying myself. While 10 years ago I had been anxious and tense I could finally let myself go. But after all that teasing he came rather quickly. I don’t mind. Most guys can go for more than one round, nothing quite turns me on like the twitching and hardening inside when they are about to come and it always feels like a victory. That they were not able to last longer because it was just too good.

I was not quite satisfied yet, but honestly after him driving me safely cross country, me cumming multiple times the night before and us still having plenty of time before I had to leave the next day I knew I would get what I wanted. And this round was basically just so he could sleep anyway.

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So after two hours at most of him sleeping and me dozing off, I was rather needy again and he was turning in bed too. He realized I was awake too and he asked if I was ready for round two. I never said yes so fast in my life. I was so wet with anticipation I did not need much foreplay. We were both still barely dressed and went at it again.

Feeling so full and stimulated I came fast and hard. About three times in five minutes. I could relax and just enjoy him fucking me silly. My pussy felt so much better when I was able to just relax and enjoy. (My last bf had complained that if I was “too relaxed” he could barely feel anything and therefore he did not want me to be “too ready”) That was not an issue now. After the 3rd time I told him that it was okay if he came too, but he said that he wasn’t going to be that quick this time around. And I realized I didn’t have to worry. I was enjoying myself and not there as a service person. So we tried a couple of positions. He did hit my cervix a couple of times on accident which was a confusing sensation, but nothing that disturbed the mood. I came at least one more time before he came too.

We then slept for a bit longer, which was much needed.

In the morning I was awake way before him, because I don’t sleep to well in other people’s beds.
I was really horny again and basically started teasing him with my ass. And I could feel his morning wood. He slowly awoke. His penis being way ahead of his brain. I told him that I wanted him to take me the way he wished. I hate making decisions in that regard and I love when men take control/ lose control in that regard.

He turned me on my belly and slid in from on top of me. I never had such a sensation ever before. I don’t know what spot he hit but within a couple of thrusts I was moaning so loud and in a completely different world. We could hear his flate mate play games next door and initially he tried to be mindful of him not hearing us but at some point lust took over and the bed was making all kinds of noises. I was gone in another universe overwhelmed by pleasure. I was kind of playing with my clit in between but it was too hard to focus. I experienced a new kind of orgasm that day. I get so horny just thinking about it. When he was done I was completely exhausted. We could have spent another few hours just fucking each other senseless, but I was a bit sore as I hadn’t had big dick or dick for that matter in quite a bit.

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We still had a nice time. On the trip home I could feel that hornyness creep up again. The satisfaction only lasted a day or two and I ordered so many dildos online. The thing is, there are only very few that match his size and honestly using a dildo just doesn’t match the feeling of being taken care of by being dicked down into another universe.
Before I left he told me, that he was going to come to my town in a couple of weeks to meet friends and that we could “have coffee” then. With that in mind I bridged the weeks to come.
But instead of closing the chapter on men and finishing it with the guy who started it, I was now insatiable. And again it is not about the guy, it is purely about the lust of being filled and fucked into oblivion.

(There will probably be a part 3 at some point, because we did have coffee a few weeks later)

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/pexy0t/reconnecting_with_my_ex_bf_from_10_yrs_ago_fm_f26