My drunken hookup with my ex [MF]

I found out my girlfriend at the time was actually still with her supposed ex. I exploded with rage, and left her apartment, blocked her on social media. We were done.

This girl is insanely attractive, and we would fuck like rabbits when we were together (even in public). I have to admit, she had an intoxicating effect on me. She still has that, even now. It’s so hard staying away from her.

Anyway, a few days after not talking to her, I started messaging a friend of hers. The friend tells her we’re talking, and my ex freaks out and calls me. We have a bit of an argument. I continue talking to her friend, and it turns out that friend had slept with her boyfriend back before she even cheated on him! I tell my ex, and she breaks down crying absolutely hysterically.

I’m concerned for her, at this point. I invite her to come hang out with me, just so I can make sure everything is fine with her. She suggests we get a drink, so we skulk off to a bar near my apartment. We have an intense conversation where she talks about how much she regrets her decisions. We slam back jack and cokes.

She starts talking about how cheating on me was the biggest mistake she ever made etc. At this point, I’m fairly intoxicated, and my mind was honestly wondering. I kept looking at her juicy thighs, her thin but hourglass figure, her amazing D breasts. Thinking about her body overwhelms me and I start kissing her. We spend the next half an hour exchanging a few words in between makeout sessions. The bar closes.

We go to get her car to park it into a better spot she can leave it overnight. She’s drunk, and misses the turnoff to go towards my apartment. The freeway we were on actually made it literally easier to just go to her house until we both sobered up. We come to our senses a bit and talk about how we shouldn’t get back together, and definitely shouldn’t have sex with each other.

We get back to her place and go to bed. We were planning on just lying there. We start spooning, and spend a good ten minutes just chatting. As we talk we slowly start rubbing against each other. At this point I get handsy, and take off her bra and play with her tits as I kiss her neck. The thrusting is a lot harder now.

I lose control and pull her underneath me. I lean down and gently caressing her face and ask “are you sure you want this?” She nods enthusiastically and we start making out. I tear off her underwear and go to town on her pussy. She likes it hard and dirty, so I wrap my hand around her neck while telling her what a little slut she is.

She yells “you make me so wet” and I start going even harder, grabbing her legs to pull her towards me so I can thrust even deeper. She digs her long scarlet nails into my back as she starts moaning even louder. She squeals in delight and thrusts her hips up hard a few times. Realising I can please her better than her boyfriend made me cum harder than I ever have before.

As we’re laying there in post-coital silence, she gets a Facebook message. “Explain yourself?” is the text. Her boyfriend is on the violent side, so I am quick to leave. I laugh as I scamper off to the nearby train station like a dirty little rascal. I knew I couldn’t stay away from that gorgeous but killer woman.

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