Breakup Makeup Maybe (mf)

Dating Annie had been up and down. On one hand she was sweet and one hell of a lay. On the other, we were only twenty one and she was talking about marriage and kids. Looking back it probably wouldn’t have been bad but I was a twenty one year old thinking of all the adventures yet to be had. I had been mulling over the relationship for a while now and gone back and forth between being resolved to end it and finding some reason it was a bad time. Ultimately it was just cowardice.

Finally though I had done it. It was a long drawn out affair which was possibly even worse than I imagined it would be. Now here I was, standing in the driveway and watching those red lights disappear down the street. She had been the first real long term relationship I had ever had and a mix of relief and heartache swirled through me. It was early evening and I just headed inside, happy at least to have it done.

I took care of the necessaries and saw two texts from Annie which I didn’t open. I just turned off my phone and laid down. The evening had been pretty draining and I fell asleep quickly. I’m unsure when but I heard my roommates enter the house. I was surprised at how quiet they were but was able to just fall back to sleep.

It couldn’t have been much later when I awoke, hearing someone creep up the stairs. I was the only person on the third floor but I suppose someone could be using the bathroom if they had a guest. Of course the walls were thin and I heard the sound of a metal buckle hitting the floor. I didn’t think much of it at the time but the normal sounds of someone using the bathroom were absent. I was half asleep by the time the bathroom door opened again.

My door opened and I froze staring at the sight before me. Somehow Annie had snuck back into the house (not that we locked our doors) and was now standing in front of me wearing perhaps the sexiest thing I had ever seen her wear. She was wearing thigh high socks which were bright red with black highlights. I could see lacy black panties and above that was a red and black corset which her ample, pale breasts spilled out of. Her pink nipples stood at attention. I couldn’t help but stare. She had done her makeup in a classically seductive manner. Her lips were painted bright red, she stared with them slightly parted with a bit of a smirk. She was staring daggers through her green eyes, a mix of anger and lust. Her auburn hair fell loose around her pale shoulders.

SHe was a vision of lust and it was clear she was giving the breakup a fight.

“Annie,” I started but she took two rapid steps forward to the bed and placed a finger on my lips.

“Shut up,” Was all she said and pulled the covers off, exposing my naked body to the room. She gave me a little slap and wrapped her cold fingers around my penis. “I’m pissed and you’re going to enjoy this.”

I was stunned as she started stroking my hardening cock and sucked the head into her mouth. She was normally so reserved but the moans she made as my cock rapidly filled her mouth sounded like you would expect from a porno. She reached around with her hands and cradled my balls with one as the other started teasing my asshole. I pulled her hips over me and after a brief shuffle, was licking and sucking all over her already dripping pussy as she did her best to shove my cock down her throat.

I managed to get a few fingers in as I slurped on her clitoris. She was soaking and must have been playing with herself before entering. She came immediately with a gush of fluids. Men always imagine its amazing and its pretty hot but the amount of times I did laundry with that girl was insane. Her thighs clamped on my head and her legs kicked the wall behind my bed as her entire body shuddered.

We had been having sex for years and I knew how to kick her back into an orgasm as she was coming down. I reached down and felt her soft tip and found the hard nub of her nipple and pinched. She cried out as a second orgasm wracked her body. She had essentially laid flat and I could feel her breathing hard at the base of my cock while her hand squeezed it in ecstasy.

Once she had control again she scrambled up and started positioning my cock at her entrance. I pressed up and felt the tip slide in with little resistance and she sat down the rest of the way as we both sounded our approval. She started bouncing up and down, her asshole winking at me as she bent over. My hands were on her hips, encouraging her to go faster. She reached down and started playing with my balls again as I groaned and pushed up. Annie knew my buttons to press too.

Finally, popping off after she felt me clench a little, she rotated and crawled over me. “Tell me you love this pussy, it’s the best pussy you’ll ever have.”

Being driven to near insanity by lust, desire, and guilt, I answered, “Annie, I love that pussy, it’s the best in the world.”

She plunged it back down, “I knew you loved it too much to say no to me.”

A flash of anger shot through me but her grinding hips turned my retort into a slow groan as she kissed down my neck. “This pussy owns that dick, it’s my dick.” She half-screamed that last part as the walls of her vagina contracted around my cock. She barely slowed down during her orgasm instead trying to push me towards mine.

“Fuck,” I grunted as she howled again and flooded me with her juices once more. I grabbed her hips and wrenched her off of me. She knew what I wanted and laid face down with her knees together and her ass in the air. Fucking Sexy,” I grunted stocatically and slapped her ass before I thrust myself back in.

She cried out in pleasure as I jackhammered her poor little pussy and pulled her hair. I knew I was close and she started dirty talk again. “Fuck me daddy, fuck your little whore.” I grunted loudly and took those final ecstatic thrusts before feeling my balls contract, sending cum deep inside of her. She came with me and I felt her legs shaking as she grabbed the sheets. I collapsed on top of her and we breathed silently, enjoying the aftermath and feeling the slick load inside her.

I finally pulled out and rolled to the side then handed her a paper towel. We cleaned up and she started taking off her outfit, letting it drop. I watched her for a moment before rolling back over and rubbing my face after the post-nut clarity set in. I sighed and figured that would be a problem for future me. We fell asleep shortly after, embracing like the day hadn’t happened.

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