This is a long story and I had fun re-telling it. It’s my first time posting but I definitely have more fun stories to post (maybe I’ll shorten them next time?)
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My ex and I were on and off for about a year and after ending things a few months ago, we stopped talking. He recently reached out and we planned to meet up for drinks and catch up. I told him that I wasn’t interested in a bootycall but I have to admit that I haven’t been able to stop thinking about him and our sex life since we’ve ended. We’ve always had such great chemistry and amazing sex that it’s hard not to think about him when I’m horny or in need of a good fuck.
Anyways, we met up for drinks at his and as were talking, he’s resting his hands on my thighs. Now, my body is very sensitive and it’s not hard to turn me on if you know where to touch. As we’re laughing and talking, he’s rubbing small circles on my thigh and I can feel myself slowly getting wet. After a while, he stands up and pulls me up with him. I could never deny our chemistry and whenever he touches me, I melt to his touch. There’s something so sexy about the way that he pulls me towards him that I always end up wrapped in his arms and kissing him.