When my ex-gf Millie and I were home for winter break, and at least she was single [m/f] [cheating-ish]

I’ve written about my ex Millie before, here is the description I used:

Millie was [is] 5′ 5″ and probably 115 lbs. Natural blonde hair, honest brown eyes, cute mid-western smile. Her breasts were small and perky, with pink nipples that seemed to be perma-hard. Her stomach was flat, accentuated by a belly-button ring. Her hips and ass were big for how skinny she was, but they weren’t fat. That butt swallowed a thong beautifully. The sexiest thing, for me, was that she kept her tight pussy completely unshaven. She wasn’t a hippie or anything, she shaved everything else, but she just liked the look of a triangular patch of hair between her legs. I did too. She was the horniest girl I’ve ever been with. She was almost addicted to touching her pussy and getting fucked. Orgasms came so easily, it was like her clit was an on/off switch.

Millie can’t stop thinking about her brother

Millie is my actual ex girlfriend, see [a true story about her here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7pgbeg/angry_fucking_my_ex_in_the_park_next_to_her_house/) While she never admitted it, this is what I imagine went on in her head:

You hadn’t really thought about it before I said something about it. It certainly caught you off guard. “Have you ever thought about your brother?” What a weird thing for me to have asked about. It does make you remember that boy, that kid whose father your mom dated briefly. You remember how attracted you were to him; how, as a young teen, you would fantasize about what would happen when left to your own devices. Its not like that was a novel concept, you closed your eyes and imagined what different boys’ cocks would look like all the time. But there was something especially taboo about him though, something so wrong just because he could become your step-brother, and you remember how much harder you would cum when you thought about him.

My ex Millie would cum HARD to incest [f]antasies

I’ve written about Millie before. Please see [my first post](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7pgbeg/angry_fucking_my_ex_in_the_park_next_to_her_house/) for a description. She was an insanely sexual person. She masturbated constantly and she was into some kinky things. Besides being a little bi, she was very into rape fantasies and incest fantasies.

While she claimed to never be interested in her own family, I started teasing her about her brother, who we will call Stan. Stan was tall and handsome so naturally, being the perv that I am, I fantasized about them fucking. When I shyly told Millie about this she was immediately turned on. She said that it was hot that I would be fantasizing about her doing something so depraved. I’m pretty sure, though, that when I would talk her through these fantasies that she was actually getting off on the idea of sucking Stan’s big cock because he wouldn’t let her borrow his car. When I told her that i imagined the two of them swimming in their parents pool, fake wrestling, and her hand accidentally grabbed his dick, leading him to pull her bottoms off and start pushing his fingers inside of her in broad daylight, she slid her own hand under her pants and made herself cum in less than a minute.

The things Millie and I would do in the hallways of our high school senior year [MF] [exhibition]

Please see [my first Millie post](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7pgbeg/angry_fucking_my_ex_in_the_park_next_to_her_house/) for a description of Millie and our relationship. The long and the short of it is that I dated Millie through high school and one year of college, that Millie is great, and that she had small tits, a beautiful round ass, and a hairy pussy.

Millie and I were on a nerdy academic team in high school. It met two or three times a week, but practice never started within 2 hours of the end of classes. Even though we both had cars by senior year, it didn’t make too much sense to go anywhere. So, we got creative with that extra time.

Millie and I were always tearing at each others clothes. Our need to explore each other’s bodies was insatiable, but we rarely had time alone. Even though her mom was almost always home, Millie’s basement was the place where we fooled around most. Basically we would pretend to watch TV, but one of each of our hands would be in the others’ pants. If we heard the door close or the shower start, we’d assume we had enough time to fuck. She wore skirts when she could, and I’d pull just my dick out of my fly so I could quietly penetrate her while her parents were milling about upstairs. Her mom would often come down to do laundry when I was over, so we often had to suddenly sit up and act normal whenever we heard the telltale squeak of feet on the first step.

Angry [f]ucking [m]y ex in the park next to her house

[Intro] I dated a girl through most of high school and the first year of college [2012]. Lets call her Millie. We were crazy about each other and had a very active sex life. While we remained friends after we broke up, we found it hard to stop having sex with each other. The last time we saw each other was in 2016. We were both in town for winter break and both single[ish] so we fucked and sexted incessantly. I’m afraid that I ruined our relationship/friendship this time around, or her new boyfriend is [understandably] concerned about our getting together, because she politely blows me off whenever I try to get a coffee with her when we both come home for breaks from grad school. Maybe that rejection is what is fueling my need to put my sexy memories of her into words? Anyway, onto the smut.