A Different Erotic Story

Hello. My story happened a few years ago and is 100% true. It concerns me and my then ex-girlfriend. We were 20 years old at the time. All this time I've been reading other people's stories, very few of which I believe are true. I will describe mine as truthfully as I can, and I hope you find pieces of yourselves and your own experiences within it. The interesting thing about my story is that it contains emotions, adrenaline, a sense of the forbidden, a sense of familiarity with the ex. That's how we are anyway, full of dangerous contradictions...

K and I had been together since around the end of high school. We were at the same university and lived with our parents. We were together for 2 years initially. And it was the first great love for both of us. Years have passed, but I still remember how deep my feelings were for her when we were together, and she felt the same. We were tender, incurably romantic, and crazy about each other. Besides, it was a normal relationship, without frequent fights, everything was rather ideal.

Let me describe us. I am 1.80m, always around 75-80 kilos, dark-haired, not muscular, with a bit of a belly, but quite imposing, let's say. I was never THE handsome guy, I've noticed that initially girls are a bit attracted to me and they choose to do something with me mainly because of my personality.
K was around 1.70m, and I imagine about 65 kilos. She was relatively plump, that is. She was dark-haired, with an incredibly beautiful face, with very full lips, but mainly her face was the ideal Mediterranean type, perhaps with slightly fuller cheeks, which gave her an extra sweetness. When she smiled she formed wonderful dimples. Her breasts were quite large, they didn't easily fit in my palm, and they were also quite perky, almost perfect I'd say. She had a bit of a belly while her ass wasn't that special either. But for me she was perfect. If you know what I mean, I always told her she oozed sex appeal. Usually the hot girls give off something unattainable, while she had such nice and sexy features in a not so impressive package, something that made her approachable and very feminine.

From the beginning of our relationship we were very much in love. For K, I was her first, although from the first time we did something sexual (not sex) because of the comfort, but mainly I think by nature, she was very talented sexually. For 1.5 years we hadn't had sex, and imagine, it was enough for me. She had so much desire to learn, she was crazy for me, she satisfied me in every possible way. So our chemistry there was incredible too. When we did it for the first time it didn't seem anything special to me, nor to her that much, and in general I will always remember her more for all the other things.

By the 2-year mark, I had started to get bored. After about 2 months of trying, I broke up with her for that reason, without us fighting or anything like that. She was very sad, however she didn't show it that much. It's true that at the time I hadn't realized we weren't together anymore either. And immediately I did something with another girl who had been pursuing me for a while. And then with a second one, all this within a period of 2 months.

And this is where we enter our story. About 2 months after our breakup, and since we saw each other every day at university, she calls me in the evening. To see what I'm doing. We talked completely normally, but that conversation reminded me of her and I admit I got incredibly turned on. I felt I wanted her a lot. And because I knew her, something inside me felt that she was thinking the same thing...
The next day I saw her at university. She sends me a message to meet her in the toilets. My mind went where you can imagine. I got hard immediately, and I went to the toilets probably with that purpose. She saw me aroused and bit her lip. She didn't say anything. She wanted me for some notes, she says. I wasn't paying attention to a word, and suddenly I went to take off her top. I managed to see a bit of her breast, but she pushed me away immediately. "I don't want something like that, we are finished," she told me. But I understood she didn't mean it. Imagine the electricity between two people who see each other every day, their passion burning and pretending they want something else. I apologized and hugged her tightly.

At the end of our classes, midday, she talked to me again, on her own initiative. 'Are we going home together?' Indeed we lived close by and I agreed. On the way we were talking about this and that and at some point she tells me: 'My parents and my grandmother will be out, they'll come back later. Do you want to come up?' I remember clearly, she didn't say the word. I smiled slyly, so much that she said 'But we won't do anything, we are mature for something like that'. I agreed. I felt the danger inside me. I knew she wanted it, but of course we had doubts. I knew and she knew I had someone else. And yet here all this was happening, and inside I was burning.

I went up to her place, for the second time in my life, as there was always someone at her place. We sat in her room, and again we were talking about this and that. At some point she stretched very intensely and told me 'I'm very tired' with a lot of coyness and looked deep into my eyes. Immediately the scene of giving her a massage passed before me, her body shining and surrendering to my hands. I got electrified again and my heart was beating incredibly. 'If you want I can give you a little massage to relax.'. I said it. 'Yes, but we won't do anything, ok?' 'We said that,' I said.

She lay face down and I started massaging over her top. Of course I was already aroused, I was wearing sweatpants I think, but I won't swear. She surrendered to my hands. At some point I lifted her top to have free access to her soft back. She didn't say anything. I continued the slow massage and inside I was boiling. What if she doesn't want it and is just playing? Like hypnotized I continued. And a little later I unhooked her bra. Again she didn't say anything. I started massaging her breasts from the sides, while I went down to the dimples of her ass and even her ass cheeks. It was all so sexy... And by now I understood that everything had been set in motion, since she hadn't resisted at all. She only purred like a kitten.

Suddenly she turned over, without hooking her bra. She looked at me very deeply and stood up. Her bra fell down and I admired her wonderful breasts. She pulled down her top and told me cryptically 'I'm going to the bathroom'. I didn't know where I got the courage from. I felt terrible. I believed I had put her in a difficult position and that I would hurt her. However, in the bathroom about 2 minutes passed and I heard the continuous sound of running water. 'What the hell?' I thought. While I was afraid I had messed up, I started thinking of other things. Logically she was taking a bath. For what reason? Then I thought she might be shaving. Well okay, those minutes were incredibly torturous... In total she took about 10-15 minutes. I asked a couple of times and she told me 'I'm coming'. Meanwhile, I did something rather ugly: I took her phone and looked at the messages. My suspicions that she had done something with someone were confirmed. She had gone on a mini trip to another city in Greece to some friends of hers and had messages from, for example, Nikos-Larisa (random names). The distance was such that obviously it wasn't for a relationship. But the danger and the burning inside me multiplied. 'What did my girl do with him? How far did they go?' And just the thought that someone else had fucked her or even touched her drove me crazy. So imagine me aroused, confused, with the feeling of danger and mystery hitting red inside me... An incredible blend of emotions, a unique moment... And then the door opens. And she appeared before me heavily made up, wearing only a sly smile. The lust was painted in her gaze, her folds were aroused, and her pussy freshly shaved. For me, she was an angel with a very dirty mind. An angel who at other times chose to be the sweetest and kindest creature in the world, and at other times chose to be a filthy little slut. And now before me, she was both. A sweet, innocent childlike face, but completely naked with a devilish body and a lustful gaze. I had frozen, I don't even remember what I did. I only remember her coming close to me, putting me in the desk chair, giving me a deep French kiss and kneeling before me, unzipping my pants. I hadn't even touched her yet. We hadn't even spoken yet. We were just communicating spiritually and physically like never before. A deep and wet blowjob began. She had a hungry look. It had been 2 months since she'd tasted my cock. She was licking it with such appetite... "I missed you" was the first thing she said looking into my eyes, with my cock in her mouth. And the sensation for me was dreamlike. Above all, it was a familiar sensation. A sensation we hadn't felt in a long time, a sensation I couldn't experience with the other girls I had done something with. With K it was always different. Every touch of hers, every lick of hers was magical. Her hands were as if made for me. She was entirely for me. She was mine. For 1.5 years we did the preliminaries. Because I adored K's blowjob, she had learned to do it perfectly. She always used a lot of saliva and jerked me off intensely. When she gave me a blowjob, other times she would jerk me off simultaneously, other times she had her hands behind her back and focused on my head. My favorite was when she licked my balls and jerked me off. That's what she was doing now too. The comfort with me made her a pure slut. She buried her face in my balls, licking me hard, while at the same time jerking me off slowly but intensely. About 2 times she managed to take it all inside her. She couldn't handle it that much, she coughed a little. 'My boy' she called me and made me a God at that moment. I felt like a God then. At some point I somehow woke up and went to caress her pussy. At first she didn't let me. 'I want to finish you first, baby.' But I couldn't stand it, I wanted her taste, her scent. I insisted and caressed her. My baby was soaked. She sighed and continued with momentum. Gradually the sweetness faded. She started becoming more intense and fast. She stood up straight and lifted me up straight too. "Fuck my little mouth" I did it, it was a frequent game of ours. It drove her crazy, although at first I somewhat pushed the limits. She stops to catch her breath. She feels completely submissive and I read it in her gaze. I, in turn, feel that I am submissive to whatever she does or tells me to do. She stood up again. She started jerking me off with both hands. That sensation drives me crazy. One hand resting at the base of my cock, the other on top and as a whole it's perfect. She wants to finish me. I start licking her chest. Her scent is perfect. I tell her I'm going to cum. "Not like that" she tells me. Although I expected it, my contact for 2 months with boring girls had made me forget it. She knelt before me and started licking me, with her right hand jerking me off, while with her left she caressed my balls. Once we had told her that this is the most perfect thing she can do for me. The most complete. And here she was literally draining me. I came so hard... And she swallowed even the last drop greedily, without taking me out of her mouth for a moment. I know, many girls don't like it, I don't even think it's necessary. But our love and also her sluttiness made her adore it... Okay, then I don't remember even the slightest detail, I had just cum and I was simply in another world. We sat on the chair and she sat on my lap caressing my cock with tenderness. I smiled and started kissing her. We exchanged greedy kisses while I started groping her everywhere. It was my turn to reciprocate. She had understood. "What are we doing???" she asks me and we laugh. I laid her on the bed and started licking her and kissing her everywhere. I put my tongue behind her knees, licked her little buttocks, caressed her feet. I dedicated time to her incredible chest, while I always liked biting her little tummy. She couldn't stand much, while I wanted to make her beg me to lick her. She didn't beg me, but she pressed my head hard towards there. She had gotten somewhat wild. I always loved licking her, her taste was perfect and generally I am of the opinion that in bed we should be "working class", not be disgusted by anything and express all our passion. I started by licking her all around, to torment her. She went crazy and the first moans began. Suddenly I shoved my whole tongue into her little hole. Of the things that don't bring you directly to orgasm, this was her favorite. She screamed. Yes, she always shouted a lot during sex. I didn't care about anything, I wanted to melt her. I swirled my tongue for a while and fucked her with my tongue. Then I continued on her clit. I really liked kissing it and passing my wet lips over it, as if it were a mouth. And she adores it. It's not just oral licking, it's first passion and imagination. I "bit" her clit with my lips and pulled it upwards. While I was licking her, I put 2 fingers in her. Another scream. And more wetness. And my cock again hard as steel. I intended to finish her, I hadn't even thought about sex yet. And I chose to finish her with my hands. So I got up and lay down next to her, while with my right hand I started playing with her pussy. "I want to take it in my mouth" she shouts. I didn't object. I knew it turned her on a lot to lick me while I was tending to her. I started playing with it hard and she was licking me maniacally... The foreplay up until then had lasted at least 20 minutes to half an hour. And I still get chills even now, when I remember what she told me then: "Stop pretending. I'm ready to finish, and I want to finish with your cock. Fuck me now. Fuck me hard though." How had I not thought of it sooner? What could be more perfect than bringing her to the brink with foreplay and finishing her off with sex? Her command, however, kind of woke me up and pissed me off. She wouldn't have the upper hand. I remember then I regained control, having recovered from my first orgasm. It's clear the girl doesn't want sweetness now, she wants cock. Immediately I put my hands under her knees, lifted her legs high and impaled her without a condom. We had never done it without a condom, we were always scaredy-cats. So imagine how we felt then. The adrenaline sky-high. And she screamed like never before. I'm not exactly small either, about 19 cm. The feeling without the condom ultimately is incomparable to anything. Her pussy was soaked, and I felt every bit of it gripping my cock so warmly. I don't remember ever feeling better in my life. I lifted her legs as high as I could, to make the penetration more intense. My sweetheart was trembling. Her face now was melted, she had a look of desperation from the lust. I started hammering her. Mercilessly. While at the beginning I was kissing her, now I stopped and focused on our fucking. I didn't stop for a second for about 5 minutes. She started shouting and thrashing. And when at some point she also started playing with her clit, I understood the moment had come. It may not have been me who came then, but I understood that was probably the most intense orgasm she had ever had. 'I'm coming' she started shouting. And then I put in even more force, I simply wanted to kill her. And she started screaming loudly, playing with herself frantically and me fucking her like never before. I generally consider lies those things they say, especially in such erotic stories, that I saw her juices or that I felt her pussy clenching. I didn't perceive anything like that. I did feel her trembling though and a little later I understood that her pussy had somewhat dried up, as it always did after her orgasms. She stopped me, she couldn't take it anymore. She was panting. "Baby, it was perfect," she said. And I was standing over her with my cock like iron. As soon as she regained her senses a bit, basically as soon as she saw it again, she started greedily sucking me off again. Lying on her back like that she tells me, "Fuck my tits." And there's nothing better than 2 big tits, natural and therefore elastic, wrapping wonderfully around your cock. And between them that hungry little face that can't get enough. 'Thank you baby, I'll make you feel good now. Stay still.' She laid me down, and sat on my cock in the frog position. I didn't do anything, she was bouncing on me in the most intense penetration-wise position that exists with the woman on top. I almost came and I took her down. Immediately she took it in her hands aiming to finish me off. "Wait a bit," I told her. I stopped her because I would have finished and I wanted more fucking. Then she did the unbelievable: she hit me, not very hard, on my chest, like a slap and said, "Why don't you fuck me then? I've gone crazy." I gently grabbed her by the neck and told her, "You've gotten too full of yourself," and then she looked at me innocently, she submitted. "I want you to put on heels and go to the bathroom so I can watch you touch yourself," I told her. Immediately she went to the shoe rack, put on the black pumps. I followed her to the bathroom and for a few minutes we watched each other touching ourselves. Then I pulled her, pressed her against the sink and started taking her from behind. Not anally, but from behind. She may not have had the perfect ass, however she wiggled her little ass like no other, and I had a girl with a very firm little ass. And I was fucking her hard and steadily, she was shouting, eating the slaps on her little ass. Often I would grab her by the mouth and pull her head back, or pull her hair. You know, now as I'm writing this story and bringing to mind the image of her on all fours in the bathroom, I've gotten incredibly aroused. Anyway, after plenty of fucking, she turned and finished me off with her hands, while we were standing and looking at each other. I can say I almost hurt then... The immediate aftermath I don't remember much. I think we were simply stunned and sat without talking. And then again at some point, naked on her bed, she starts caressing me. It didn't bother me I can say, I probably could take more. My little whore definitely wanted more though. And then keys were heard. Her dad walked in!!! Luckily we were in her room. Okay, I was extremely nervous, I was completely naked and what would I say? "Hello, I was fucking your daughter, I'm leaving now." She left me like that so I wouldn't make noise, put on a little dress (I remember telling her, "So you're going to appear before your dad like that? He'll want to take you down"). She went out, they talked a bit and she came back in. I was thinking how the hell I would get out of there. And what did she do??? Instead of telling me something, she knelt and started licking me!!! I mean, can you believe it. Finally I stopped her and she told me she did it as a joke to see how I'd react. In the end, while he was in the kitchen, I managed to run quickly and left. That was my best sexual experience to date. With that specific girl at the time we got back together, only to break up rather ingloriously a little later. Of course, even after we broke up we still fucked a few more times, but without getting back together. This specific story with this specific girl I think differs from the other stories you've read, because here I describe a situation of two people in love, with their mistakes and their human weaknesses. The fact that we were in love freed us from taboos. But the different thing here is that I'm not talking about my Aunt, or some completely unknown woman connected to us only by lust. We were in love and horny together. And remember, there is no better combination... I have no problem speaking personally with someone who likes my story, on the contrary, I would actually like it.