Monday, May 07, 2007
Sloppy drunk sex with an ex
You know just when I thought I was going to have to wait until next weekend to get laid, I ended up going home with my ex, Ryan. I ran into him at a bar Saturday night. Totally not at all planned. I just needed to get away from studying for a few hours and of course we ended up at the same bar. It was weird because as soon as I saw him it was like it had been hours since the last time we talked....not months. Friendly conversation turned into romantic conversation over a few drinks. It's funny how a few drinks can really make me miss something.
It was really crowded and at one point it was so crowded that I was basically forced into his arms. Not really romantic but we kissed. It was all over from there.
We ended up going back to my apartment. I was in such a rush, I didn't even tell my friends I was leaving. We stopped only to kiss - I think if it had been a little warmer I would've pulled him into an alley and had my way with him.
He followed me into my bedroom like it had been just a day since the last time he had been there. We knew exactly how each other worked - how I liked to be kissed, how he liked to be rubbed.
It was kind of a rush to get our clothes off (jeans, tight t-shirt, white bra, pink boyshort panties ;-) ) then just like old times he climbed on top of me - missionary style.
We ran into problems right away. He couldn't get hard enough. I tried with a handjob as we kissed. When that didn't work, I started to kiss his cock, then wrapped my lips around it. It didn't take too long for him to get hard, well hard enough for sex.
He lasted amazingly long. We had to take a break at one point to get water. He's never lasted so long.
It wasn't great sex. It was sloppy sex, a little wild but definitely what I needed to satisfy me for the night.
It may sound weird but the thing I missed most about him was holding on to his ass as he pushed deep into me.
We passed out minutes after he came. There was no hangover sex the next morning. It was a little awkward. We were kind of both like where do we go from here. We finally agreed to look each other up over the summer then he left.
It wasn't great sex, but I definitely needed to get it out of my system. It was kind of weird being with him again.
Anyways, just a few more days before I can wrap my arms around Jill's Dad. I can't wait.
It was really crowded and at one point it was so crowded that I was basically forced into his arms. Not really romantic but we kissed. It was all over from there.
We ended up going back to my apartment. I was in such a rush, I didn't even tell my friends I was leaving. We stopped only to kiss - I think if it had been a little warmer I would've pulled him into an alley and had my way with him.
He followed me into my bedroom like it had been just a day since the last time he had been there. We knew exactly how each other worked - how I liked to be kissed, how he liked to be rubbed.
It was kind of a rush to get our clothes off (jeans, tight t-shirt, white bra, pink boyshort panties ;-) ) then just like old times he climbed on top of me - missionary style.
We ran into problems right away. He couldn't get hard enough. I tried with a handjob as we kissed. When that didn't work, I started to kiss his cock, then wrapped my lips around it. It didn't take too long for him to get hard, well hard enough for sex.
He lasted amazingly long. We had to take a break at one point to get water. He's never lasted so long.
It wasn't great sex. It was sloppy sex, a little wild but definitely what I needed to satisfy me for the night.
It may sound weird but the thing I missed most about him was holding on to his ass as he pushed deep into me.
We passed out minutes after he came. There was no hangover sex the next morning. It was a little awkward. We were kind of both like where do we go from here. We finally agreed to look each other up over the summer then he left.
It wasn't great sex, but I definitely needed to get it out of my system. It was kind of weird being with him again.
Anyways, just a few more days before I can wrap my arms around Jill's Dad. I can't wait.
posted by Amy at 12:15 AM
7 Comments:
Another excellent encounter!! I always found that sex with an ex was so wonderful because it was both comfortable and naughty/forbidden at the same time. It's the perfect combination!!
I'm looking forward to hearing about your next time with Jill's Dad. Will it be when you are back home? Or do you have some rendezvous planned at a special spot?
Is that picture next to your comments of you?? If so, is that a partially hidden tattoo??
You are a sex goddess!!!
-Barrister
I feel ya Amy. Sloppy drunk sex, not something I normally look forward to. Then again, I'm not a big fan of gettin' drunk as is! :P
Sometimes, sex is just that... sex.
And sometimes you just gotta have it!
Wow.
A friend send me to your blog, saying I'd like it. Well, he was right on the spot, because in the last two days I've read EVERY entry,even from the old blog. Why I don't get so hooked with regular books? I'd never guess...
It's great to read about it all, specially your attitude towards sex. And you have writing skills above the average blogger, no doubt. If some post feel a bit weaker than the others, they usually begin with a phrase that include the word 'hangover', so I think that's forgivable :)
Just wanted to say.
how many guys have fucked you in the ass?
Wish your Mom a Happy Mother's Day!
Hiya Amy: I discovered your blog through Eros.blog and I am very much (in my mind) your #1 fan. Your life with Jill's dad--whew. I'm a "Jill's Dad" who also is enjoying a when it happens it happens with a 26 yr old. But boy I wish I could be in your party for a night or a week!
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