Better Days Haven’t Came Since The Day I (M) Reconnected with My Ex-Girlfriend (F) – [Part II]

Continuing the story of me and an ex-girlfriend. You can find the first here:

https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3kz37w/better_days_havent_came_since_the_day_i_m/

As much as we seemed like high school students, when we were together the sexual attraction between us paved our way to heaven. Our schedules were busy as I lead our schools rocketry team and prepped for AP exams, hers did too with after-school classes and studying for upcoming standardized testing. Though we always made time for each other, be it one day a week. Since we had differing schedules, our paths never crossed, but I'd surely see her from across campus making her way towards her next class. As soon as school ended we somehow found each other without looking. We'd say our goodbyes to friends and take the long way home.

She sure knew how to make it an affirmative statement that we're going to spend time together today. And it was with her simply wearing a skirt that did it. Every other day of the week she would wear khaki pants or shorts, but on our day it was the quintessential schoolgirl skirt. By no means was it a seductive skirt, but it just made me flashback to the day where her hand first guided mine up her leg to her sweet spot. They'd show off her slender legs, cutting off right before her knees. The fabric would flow as she walk and if I just so dared, I could slip my hand from behind her thigh to squeeze her round butt. And if we ever saw someone coming our way, the fabric would fall under it's own weight like nothing ever occurred.

Once we knew we were away from prying eyes, handholding turned quickly to kissing. Through the alleys we'd stop at an intersection to embrace each other. Our designated spot on the alley way – the front of an unused garage with a small chain fence in front. There we'd talk about our week, share any stories we had and explore each other’s essence. There, she'd always end up with cum all over her hand. She knew how to perfectly guide her hand through the leg of my shorts right to my hard cock, I got a bit more edgy with the situation and went commando for the day (this made it very difficult to change for gym, and play sports without my cock outlining through the thin mesh shorts, but you only live once and it was well worth it). I'd find her moist pussy waiting for me to touch, and when I did, my fingers would slip in effortlessly. We'd fondle each other until she twitched her legs in pleasure and that feeling of her tightening around my fingers would send me overboard and cum in her hand. This was the first time I came that week, waiting in pleasure for our Friday together.

Unlike every other time, this was the first that she took her hand out from my leg, looked at the amount of cum, and instead of putting her hand in her pocket to wipe it away, she looked at me and licked the cum from her thumb. Then her palm, then her index finger, and finally taking both her middle finger and ring finger together to clean her hand fully. I asked,

"What does it taste like?" "It actually doesn't taste bad, it's a little sweet and salty. Mari told me it was nasty when she tasted her boyfriends, and I wanted to taste yours to see for myself." "I've never tasted yours, but I smelled it last time we had fun together and it doesn't smell at all." "Well next time taste it." "I have a better idea."

As we stood ready to leave, I kissed her while lifting her skirt to make my way to her panties. Her soft moan vibrated through my tongue as I touched the wet spot under her pussy. I pushed away from her lips and eased down to slide her panties off. Off her legs they went into the pocket of my shorts. With my head between her legs, I looked at her bush – never trimmed, never cut, pure. It was turning me on, and the glisten from her juices called my attention. I tasted it. It was nothing like I was expecting; there was no particular taste, it was just a slippery, clear liquid. I changed direction and went to the source where she lost her balance as tasted the juice emanating from her slit.

"You're going to make me fall. It's so sensitive." "You taste good. I want to try something, lets go somewhere else."

We walked down the alley to where it ended in a "T"; to the right between two buildings was a gate that closed off a corridor to the front of the building. There were no doors coming out of the building to the corridor, or low windows to see down into. We were boxed in with a 7ft cinder-block wall. This was our new fun spot. I pulled her close to me as I closed the gate. My hands fell from her waist down to underneath her skirt; I grabbed her butt and played with it a bit, her skin so soft I couldn't resist not squeezing. Her hands went up my shirt and played with my chest, twirling my chest hair and pinching my nipples. I moved my hand away and neared towards her pussy, still wet from our playtime. I quickly wet my finger playing with her pussy as we kissed. Her hips gyrated slightly honing in on my finger, pushing down to slide it inside. Having watched quite a bit of x-rated clips in my early teen years, I knew what cunnalingus was, and I wanted to try it for myself.

I guided her back towards the building and slipped my finger out of her now drenched pussy. She grabbed my hand and sucked my finger in an almost seductive way to say, ‘I’m yours now.’ I parted lips to meet another pair and I wasn’t disappointed. There was no taste from her juices, and immediately as I licked her slit her legs trembled.

“You’re going to make me fall.” “Lean on the wall.” “I can’t, I lose control of my legs when you do that.”

Understanding the effects of it all, I wrapped both arms around her knees to support her. Her hands grasped my hair pushing my head deeper into her legs. I could feel her clit with my tongue deep inside, and I realized this was THE spot for her. My tongue did all the work and I could feel her pleasure deepening as her weight fell more and more onto my arms as the wall braced our balance. Her juices covered my mouth to my chin, I could slide my head through her legs with my tongue stationary. I could hear her breathing stop as she held her breath in bursts. Her hips would contract every so often and within every release, he legs would open a little more letting me delve deeper. Then, she went from sitting in my arms to tightening her legs full tight in an instant, her breathing quickened and she pulled my head from her legs.

“No more! No more!” she panted for her breath. “What happened?” “I don’t know, it’s super sensitive now.” “How was it?” “It was feeling awesome when you were doing it then the feeling shot through me. I can’t stand.” “I think you orgasmed.” “Oh my god. That felt so good. Oh god.”

She finally caught her breath after a few minutes. I realized it was nearing 7:00 PM and darkness was coming upon us. I gave her back the panties in my pocket, she put them on in a reluctant fashion. I could tell she didn't want to leave. I didn't want to leave either, my cock was hard in excitement, but I walked her home before we'd be in even bigger trouble. Though we didn’t part until she said one last thing to me,

“I want to make you feel that way with your cock in my mouth.” “Well then next week better fly by.”

We kissed for one final time and she parted to her house and I left towards mine. This was the start of our sexual exploration. I knew I loved giving her oral from that day forward.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3l2fn6/better_days_havent_came_since_the_day_i_m