My ex refused to let me orgasm and used me for her pleasure [MF]

Part 2 of my adventures with Sarah.Part 1 here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vu8dwj/how_a_walk_around_the_neighbourhood_ended_up_with/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vu8dwj/how_a_walk_around_the_neighbourhood_ended_up_with/)

After my last walk encounter I knew that I wanted more of Sarah. Nobody else could seduce me like she could and leave me with my mind running circles around her. She had got a new phone number and wasn’t on social media, and after our last unexpected encounter I completely forgot to get her new number.

She had a way of making me nervous. I used to get nervous every time that I picked up the phone to call her and nervous before seeing her but somehow as soon as I saw her all of that melts away and I’m drawn in by her big dark eyes and sparkling laughter.

She has a way of being casually sexy, seemingly unaware of how her low-cut tops and short skirts drive me mad until she catches me staring and then her naughty side would sparkle as she giggled.

I went for another walk the next night, hoping to catch her at home again, but her place was dark and quiet. I spent the next week going for more walks than ever before, and making sure to walk past her house casually chance I got but she was always out. My frustrations grew and grew, and for some reason I always make these situations harder on myself by frustrating myself even more. It’s like an investment in pleasure, the longer you hold on the bigger the yields and man, Sarah was a solid investment.

I started edging in anticipation of seeing her again, not allowing myself to finish. I told myself that I would not finish unless it was inside her. By the next week I was sporting a semi hard-on every time that I got close to her house but kept getting disappointed day after day.

My desperation grew with no way of contacting her and I finally decided to go old-school and leave a note on her gate.

“I keep missing you, text me when you get this – S”

I spent the entire Friday evening waiting for her to text, jumping up at any notification on my phone, but still nothing.

On Saturday I went for another dejected walk past her house, thinking that maybe she did not want to be in contact. My heart skipped a beat when I noticed a pink note on her gate.

“Sunday 8pm.” was all the note said.

I was unsure of the meaning of the note so I decided to be ready for anything. The classic nervousness that she always induced in me rose to new levels, wondering what Sunday would hold in. When the day finally came around after a night of dreams of Sarah, I threw on a jean, sneakers and a white tee shirt to be as flexible as possible for what may come.

I was so nervous that I started pacing around the neighbourhood at 6 even though her house was only 10 minutes’ walk from mine. I must have made 10 circles around the same block when it was finally time and I made a beeline to her house, heart thumping loudly in my ears.

At first glance it looked empty, but then I saw her front door standing partway open with a soft light coming from inside. I pushed open the small gate and made my way to the front door, trembling with anticipation.

I shouted out at the front door, voice breaking up “Hello! Anyone home?!”.”Come on in, I’ll be right out” was her bubbly answer from inside.

I made my way inside and saw that she had turned up the small table lamps but left the main light off, warm light was gently painting the room in a romantic light. She had some soft music playing on the stereo which started to calm my nervous jitter down a bit with the soft ambiance. And then she appeared in the bedroom doorway and blew my mind.

She’s a 5″5 curvy girl with dark hair and dark eyes, kind of Kim Kardashian vibes with a gorgeous face and body to match. She was wearing a lacy pink chemise, her DD soft breasts making the most inviting display nestled softly in the material. The slope of her arm drew my eyes down to the gentle curve of her thigh and the sensitive line between the thigh and belly drawing me in to her most intimate area.

I must have had my jaw on the floor in that moment because she burst out laughing when she saw my reaction.

“I’m dressed like this for you tonight, but the view is all you’re getting” she said.

She approached me and told me to lie down on my back. She got on top and straddled me, my body responded instantly. We made out for a few minutes, lips locked and tongues teasing each other, but every time my hands started to wander she would push them down by my side again.

“I’m in charge right now, you just do what you’re told” she said with a devilish look on her face.

She was wearing a matching lace G-string and stood up. “Sit up.” she said in a commanding tone, standing in front of me. “Take off my panty” I reached up to grab it but she slapped my hand away firmly. “Use your mouth”.

She lifted the hem of her chemise and I started working the panty off slowly, biting gently on one side and then the other, pulling down as I went. Her skin smelled like peaches in the summer and got tiny goosebumps as my hot breath caressed her thighs. As I started pulling down the centre my lips brushed against her pubic area, she was completely smooth this time and gave a little shiver.

“Take off your jean” was her next instruction to me. I obliged and quickly kicked off my sneakers and dropped my jean to the floor. “Now lie back down”

She straddled me again and I could feel the warmth of her thighs against my quads. “I hope you have been a good boy this week.” she whispered as she lowered gently closer to my hardness. The tip of my penis just barely touching her lips and I could feel my precum mix with her wetness.

“I’ve been thinking of you every day but I haven’t let myself cum yet, I want to cum inside you” I blurted out, out of breath. She has a way of making me say more than I intend to without even trying.

She burst out laughing “Tonight is not your lucky night then, I told you you’re not getting anything but the view!” She playfully grinded back and forth over my cock, her wet lips coating my throbbing hard-on with her juices.

“If you’re good, I’ll make sure to reward you.”

She shifted up and straddled my face, grabbing onto the armrest above my head. “Now show me how much you missed me.” she moaned softly.

I was engulfed in a tidal wave of heat and moisture. Her juices started running down my chin as I slowly started exploring her with my tongue.

She gave the cutest little moans every time my tongue stroked across her clit, and ground her pussy a little harder on my lips as my tongue slipped between her lips to the source of her wetness.

My cock was throbbing painfully, left completely unattended and that after a week of edging, it was the most exquisite mixture of torture and ecstasy I could imagine.

I decided to do this properly and drew on my meditation skills, taking a couple of deep breaths through my nose to calm down and focused on her body and the movements she was making. Gently taking her round ass in my hands and guiding her softly into a rhythm, sensing when my tongue hit a sensitive spot and feeling her movements. I could feel the building in intensity, her movements becoming slowly more desperate as her hands grabbed a hold of my hair.

She grabbed onto her tits with one hand, other hand entangled in my hair, eyes closed and head back as she takes control and rocks her hips slowly back and forth, soft guttural sighs and moans escaping her lips from time to time.

Suddenly she leaned forward and grabbed the armrests of the couch behind my head, pressing harder into my face as a louder moan escaped her lips. I worked my tongue deep inside her sweet wetness, feeling her silky pussy throbbing gently on my tongue.

We continued like this for a few minutes until she let up a bit and leaned back, looking down at me with a cocky half-smile. I took control, grabbing her ass cheeks and lifting her up a bit from almost sitting on my chest back to kneeling above me. I opened my mouth wide, giving her a slow long lick from her asshole to clit, then taking her clit between my lips. I danced my tongue in little patterns around her clit, sucking gently and increasing the pace as she started twitching a little bit, eyes closed again. I reached my hand between her thighs and slipped a finger inside her as I continued the dance with her clit and my tongue. She gave a hard moan and threw her head back as I started massaging her g-spot with my finger.

It was incredible, working together and leading onwards and upwards, a feeling of sinking deep and flying high at the same time with the whole world melting and nothing mattering except this one moment this moment of pure pleasure and desperately holding on as the waves tossed us this way and that until the dam could no longer hold the pressure any more and our her body convulsed in a series of shaking waves of pleasure, her tight pussy squeezing and releasing my finger again and again and I wished that it was my cock inside her at that moment.

Her moans must have rattled the windows so I was fortunate to have her thighs clamping around my head protecting my ears from her explosion of ecstasy. She glanced down at my drenched face and started giggling uncontrollably.

“Wow.”

She got up and flopped down on the couch next to me, we both lay there panting trying to catch our breath.

“Come back tomorrow at the same time for your reward” she told me and cupped my balls very gently. “And don’t you dare cum before I tell you to.”

This was going to be a hard day…

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Let me know if you want to hear about the reward I got.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/w0hm7t/my_ex_refused_to_let_me_orgasm_and_used_me_for