[FM] The one when I went to visit my ex again after a few years

hey guys, after enjoying your stories for a while now, I thought I’d repay you with a story of mine. have fun!

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so this happened only a few weeks ago. I’ll spare you the details of the backstory, so here is a quick overview:

this guy and me had something going on back in high school. After graduating, we moved to different cities to study. It didn’t really end well between us and we’ve had ongoing drama for the last 4 years (we share the same friends in our hometown, so we can’t really get away from each other). In this time, we both had our fair share of meeting other people and it looked like we’d never get along again.

So this winter, when we both went back to our hometown for the holidays, it was different. We’ve both grown a lot and it was the first time in forever we had a really good conversation. The thought of that still haunted me afterwards, so I thought what the hell, I was gonna travel to see a friend anyway that lives close to where he lives now, I’m just gonna go visit him, too.

Just as fate wanted it, the weekend I picked to travel to the other side of the country was the weekend where his flatmate was on vacation, too, so he offered me her empty room to stay in and I accepted. I was nervous, not knowing if we would end up fighting again or just wouldn’t have anything to talk about.

I arrived in the afternoon by train and he picked me up from the station. He is tall, around 6.3, (I am 5.4), athletic, short hair, pretty face, beard and he is -personal opinion- extremely attractive. Against any bad expectations I had beforehand we really hit it off, talking about our lives, serious and fun stuff and altogether had a pretty relaxed atmosphere going on. But for me, he just has this incredible attraction that is really hard to resist.

So that evening after dinner we got comfortable on the couch, watching some series. It started with these random touches, just hands, legs, arms touching for just a little too long to be a random touch. I had already stopped concentrating on the TV, as the impulse to get closer to him, to feel his body, was getting stronger with every minute in the half-lit living room. At some point (I was already lying on the couch), he shifted from a sitting to a lying position and I moved with him so that I ended up lying next to him, in his arm, my head on his chest. He didn’t comment on this sudden and straightforward move but neither did he resist me getting so close so obviously. We kept watching some episodes like that, occasionally shifting a bit, so our bodies would get closer together.

At some point we both got tired and decided to go to sleep. We got up and got ready for bed, acting like we didn’t touch just a few minutes earlier, and he started to discuss with me when we should get up and meet for breakfast. By then my mind was made up, I had decided that I wouldn’t let this opportunity pass. I was too curious about what he felt like and I knew I would regret it if I didn’t try.

There was no light turned on anymore in the flat. We stood in the living room, I was leaning against the dining table, looking up in his face and asking with a mocking tone in my voice: “So this means I have to go and sleep alone in my bed tonight?” He seemed a bit taken aback (as if it wouldn’t have been obvious what I was going for), but then something clicked, and he looked me in the eyes and said in a broken (and hella sexy) voice “come with me”. He firmly grabbed my arm and pulled me towards his bedroom. We quickly got under the sheets and started making out and I can tell you – it was unbelievable. The first kisses were veery slow, very careful and tender – something that surprised me and at the same time made me go wild inside. I couldn’t contain my exitment and slowly lost my self-control while we pulled in closer and closer, trying to feel as much of each other as possible. I rolled over until I was on top of him and took of my shirt before pulling him into a sitting position so I could take his off as well. The touch of his warm skin on my breasts and stomach made my heart race and my body heat up. I slowly kissed my way down his chest and stomach, running my hands all over his skin to take in every last detail. He took off his underwear and I faced a handsome cock that I hadn’t seen in quite a while. I got busy giving him a mixture of blow and handjob, caressing his penis with the tip of my tongue while moving my hand up and down his shaft.

When I felt him tense and show more uncontrolled reactions to my affections, I stopped and kissed my way up again. He pretty quickly rolled me over, lying above me now, and eventually moved down between my legs to return the oral favor. By then, I was completely wet and totally lost in my sensations, all I knew was that I wanted to feel his cock inside of me. I finally pulled his head up, he lied down on his back again and I got on top of him, slowly lowering my hips onto his penis. I began to move up and down, first slowly, then faster as we found a rhythm, both of us lost in the moment, just giving in to whatever felt right to our bodies.

We fucked a while in that position and then changed, him being on top of me now. Not being in control of the movement anymore made me loose it even more and slowly but surely he built me up until the tension released and I came, giving in to the desire, scratching his back with each wave of lust that broke over me. He let me calm down for a bit, slowly moving in and out of my relaxing body until he asked me if I could finish him up orally, which I gladly did. I don’t necessarily love to give blowjobs, but sometimes I really enjoy it when it feels like the guy can let go completely and just lets me play around a bit. And of course one can never really be sure, but I have been told I’m actually quite good at it ;)

I teased and sucked him off until he clenched his hands into the mattress and eventually came in my mouth. I kept kissing his cock and balls until his tense body slowly relaxed and I heard his breath get shallower. After I was sure he had all calmed down, I lied down next to him, letting the endorphines wash over me and allow his warmth and heartbeat on my skin to relieve every bit of tension in my body…

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so this is it, so far, for the first round of the first night. I stayed a total of 3 nights at his place, thanks to a storm that delayed my travel plans back home, but I don’t want this to get too long, plus it takes me some time to get it all down properly and in a style that lives up to the memory. if I still feel okay after posting this, I might recap the rest of the weekend :D hope you had fun!

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Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b17c15/fm_the_one_when_i_went_to_visit_my_ex_again_after