Reconnected With an Ex & Had Amazing Sex

This is the final story of my Ex. Since this story, we haven't communicated as she needed to get away from me completely. To update you guys on timeline from the last story, we broke up and never spoke for roughly 2 years out of High School.

When you're single & alone, you wonder what ever happened to your past girlfriends… Thats how I felt the day I emailed her. She was shocked to hear from me, but at the same time was interested in catching up. Our break-up was rough and she rebounded on two guys she regretted… I couldn't say I didn't as a week later I dated another girl in High School. We talked, texted, we were hitting it off again. It was apparent that our chemistry was sparking and things turned sexual quickly. It wasn't long until we were reliving previous sexual encounters sharing eachothers favorite details. Then came sexting. A lot of sexting to the point where we stayed up all night completing eachothers stories. She was phenomenal at it – vivid imagery, and stories in great length – we were making eachother lust for one another. So the day came where we grew tired of story telling, and wanted to relive it. A bit of rearranging schedules and her getting her story straight where she was going, we planned to go out during the evening. It was fall, the sun set quicker during the day and I picked her up as the night sky shine.

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

Continuing the story of me and an ex-girlfriend. This one is a big jump in what we proceeded to venture between each other, that’s why it’s considerably longer. You can find previous stories here:

Part II: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3l2fn6/better_days_havent_came_since_the_day_i_m/

The weekend couldn’t have gone by any slower. I was anticipating Monday to come around so that we could see each other again. When it finally did, I didn’t see her until later the afternoon…she was running late that morning. A couple thoughts ran through my head: she might have regretted what we had done, I might have taken things too fast, she wasn’t ready to become that intimate with someone yet, maybe she got into trouble at home? I wasn’t sure, though it didn’t dwell on my mind for long as my day got progressively busy with classes.

Three o’clock came around and so did the bell, I walked around looking for her and nothing. I figured she was stuck with a teacher, so I met up with some of my friends to shoot the shit. After a few hours we all part ways and I headed home, though I didn’t get far without seeing her.

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.

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

Circa 2007 I dated a gal during High School that was simply infatuated with me. Her eyes looked at me like a novel, reading into my judgments and actions as if trying to learn my true existence. By no means were we hippies, though she was a dreamer and I was a realist, we were almost perfect for each other. It wasn't long till we hit third base.

I'd walk her home through narrow alley ways, away from shrewd eyes. Only there did we have any amount of privacy a teenager could have in plain light. We'd sit behind a chain fence with our backs to a garage looking towards the alley way in our school uniforms. When we knew we were alone, she'd sit on my lap, her legs bent at the knees, her skirt barely hiding her baby blue panties. I'd gain the courage to graze my fingers across her slit as we kissed in lust. The more I touched her, the wetter her panties became. There was the occasional person who would walk by, and/or car, though they wouldn't every say a word, just notice us a keep going…it made the moment even more suspenseful.