One Night Stand

One Night Stand

Status: Finished

Genre: Gay and Lesbian

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Status: Finished

Genre: Gay and Lesbian

Summary

Scarlot cant get over her ex Alexis. They have become good friends putting the past of there break up behind them. When they get alone will she tell her ex her sexual frustrations. Or will her ex give in or will she think about her know girlfriend.

Summary

Scarlot cant get over her ex Alexis. They have become good friends putting the past of there break up behind them. When they get alone will she tell her ex her sexual frustrations. Or will her ex give in or will she think about her know girlfriend.

Chapter1 (v.1) - One Night Stand

Author Chapter Note

Scarlot cant get over her ex Alexis. They have become good friends putting the past of there break up behind them. When they get alone will she tell her ex her sexual frustrations. Or will her ex give in or will she think about her know girlfriend.

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: July 21, 2014

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: July 21, 2014

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×Author's Note: This is my first story. Please comment if liked. Your feedback would be very much appreciated. Thank you×

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Uhhh why do I still like her! I thought I was over her". I screamed as I fell onto my bed shutting my room door behind me. I buried my face in my pillow. I had just spent an afternoon with my ex. It was my third time seeing her since we broke up, which was over a month ago. It was a short "relationship", but it was good. Despite the fact that she was a womanizer. She was sort of like a faint light in my darkness. She took me away from the world. But as it turned out she was someone else's too. My light was taken from me and thrown back in my face. Yet i always found myself following it. Wanting. Hoping for it to belong to me once more. But, she wasnt. It makes me so mad. So mad that her girlfriend turned on me when she should be angr at the one that cheated on her. Mad that i lost the one thing i really cared for. Mad that my trust continues to be broken. It hurt of course but I didn't care. I wasn't going to play some childish game fighting over some girl. I also couldn't let her out of my life also, beside the fact that she worked across the street at the grocery store and I was bound to see her again. I still cared about her;Forgetting our horrible break-up. It was childish of me to ignore her and I didn't want to lose her even if she wouldn't be mine again. So I told her that we can remain friends and she apologized for putting me in this horrible situation. Unfortunately though her girl deleted my number out of her phone. I guess because I was hurt that she didn't try to call or text although I said we can be friends. So, my snack runs and food runs where held a drive a mile or two around the corner. But the price of gas had risen and I was tired of the extra drive. My first encounter I did not speak of course but she walked passed me plenty of times. I waited for her to speak. "Oh, so you not gonna speak." She said. "Hey". I managed trying to sound as pleasant as I could. "Hey". She was overly excited. She opened her arms waiting for a hug. I responded. She asked if I wanted to spend some time with her and I agreed humbly. That whole afternoon we spent together reminded me of our short relationship. The rain,the carry out, the way we laughed,the jokes,the connection, our conversations. The second time I saw her in the street walking. When she spotted me she admittedly began waving at me like a crazy person. I laughed and did the same. I know we probably looked crazy flagging each other like were on drugs,when we're only feet apart. We began talking and talking. We talked about any and everything as always. That's when we talked about our break up. I felt uneasy and really didn't want to so she stopped. I asked why she hadn't called me since our break up. "Well, that bitch deleted your number." I laughed, a little confused. Why did she call her "girlfriend" a bitch? Did she say that because of me? Because we where hanging together and I felt to uneasy to talk about our break-up? "I shouldn't call her a bitch should I"? She asked. "No. I dont think you should". I forced a fake laugh. "Well that girl deleted your number so I couldn't call you". She asked me if I wanted to get high with her and I replied some other time because I was busy. I gave her my number although her's was still saved in my phone. I never got around to deleting it. It hurt to much as it always remind me of our break-up and how we couldn't be together. I wasn't ready to cancel that thought of her still being mine and wasn't quite sure if I ever would be. The third encounter I made a snack run to the grocery store and she was just getting off. "I knew you would be here". She said. "Im stalking you". "Yea that's not creepy at all". I replied. She walked me home across the street as we talked. That's when she brung up our most passionate kiss. We were in the hallway of my former resident; My apartment building, and as she was about to leave. She asked me to give her one last hug goodbye. As we hugged she put me up against the wall. Both hands on my butt as she kissed me passionately. "That was very sexual". "Yes, I would have fucked you that day". The words slipped out my mouth before I could take them back. What has gotten in to me? A devious smile spread across her face. "Call me". "Naw you can call me." That's when she asked me for a goodbye hug. I really didnt want to. I knew it would carry on to something I know that couldn't happen. She wrapped her arms around me and I could feel her warmth. Her dreads tickling my cheek. Her boobs touching mine. I began to feel wet. The hug was long lasting a minute. I didn't want to let her go. I wanted her to come to my house. On my bed again. I wanted to pull her dreads again as she kissed my neck. But, I knew it couldn't happen. When she let me go she asked me the same question. "So,you gonna call me right? I need someone to talk to. Please call me." I gave in. "Yes". I walked back to my apartment as she left smiling at me. 

 

 

 I turned around staring at my ceiling as I thought about her. I began to get hot. I closed my eyes. Visons of her smile,her lips,her kiss,her dreads. God I loved pulling on her dreads. My hands began to trace my body. The tip of my finger rubbing against my cleavage. One hand under my shirt as I played with my nipples. The other trailed down my stomach tracing my tattoo. Visions of her hand tracing my body filled my cloudy vision. I unbuttoned my pants as my hand slide down. My finger tracing around my soft waxed pussy. I began to trace my pussy lips. My hands were not mines no more. They were her's in this fantasy. She opened my lips and waved a finger around all my folds feeling all my wetness. Slowly she eased her finger inside. My back arched as I gasped. My walls clamped around her finger. She took her middle finger and with her palm facing upwards, she started fingering me as deep as possible. Feeling for a squishy area past the pubic bone , she started doing a motion inside of me. Curling her finger upwards and towards me as she did the "come hither" motion. She began to rub my clit softly stimulating it. I moaned louder as I lost control of my hands. They had a mind of there own. She eased back inside. "Yes". I moaned biting my lower lip. I began to play with my nipples. Licking my finger as I flickered them. Fantasies of us clouded my mind. The way we kissed. I loved her lips. They were soft. She stuck another finger inside. I moaned louder as I tensed up and my body eased until it got used to the extra company. My walls clamped around her fingers. They knew her fingers oh to well. Soft moans came out my mouth as I began to get wetter. She began to use her fingers as a jackhammer, going as deep and fast as she can while going in and out. Slowly she massaged my vagina. Then rubbed my clitoris ever so gently. She rubbed this area for about 2 minutes. She did not slide her other finger out. Instead she took her middle finger and gently slide it in me about 2 to 3 centimeters. She rubbed it around a bite as the juices came out. Once it was extremly wet she pushed it in and out for a minute. Then she slide it in again but raised it up about 1 inch. My legs shaked. I squeezed my breast harder. Establishing a rythym, she did this for about 5 minutes. She pulled her middle finger out then added her index finger to go along with it. Swiflty, quickly, and a little roughly, she slide in and out.Juices flowing down her hands as I can feel myself about to climax. I was so tight. Visions of her naked filled my mind. The way we fucked. She was the best I ever had. They way she sucked my neck. Played with my nipples. I began moaning louder as ecstasy filled my throat. She loved when I pulled her hair and bite her nipple. We were rough when we wanted then we make love when we needed. We were open and honest with each other about everything. Or so I thought. If we didn't like it or wasn't feeling it then we told each other. But, I loved the way she sucked my inner thigh before she was about to eat me. I loved eating her also. Her juices were so delicious. She began to move her finger faster as she circled my clitoris. My juices flowing down as a waterfall. In and out. I moaned. Biting my lower lip harder. I wanted to kiss her lips. Her tongue dancing with mine. She loved sucking on my tongue because it was pierced. I had gotten the snake eyes piercing because it looked sexy. She loved it when my tongue trailed her body. My pussy felt good but not as good as hers. I wanted to taste her so bad. I played with my hard nipple giving me even more pleasures of ecstasy. I was about to cum. "Uhhh--oh m-go-a-a-alexis". Her name I screamed before I came. A deep sigh came out my mouth. Then I woke up.  Opening my eyes I layed there a moment breathing heavily as I awoken from my illusion. I realized it was my own hands between my thighs. So, no one was here? I thought to myself. My mind had played tricks on me. I thought she was really here. Really tracing me. Fingering me. I took my hand out my pants as my other was still  placed on my chest. I took my tongue licking my juices off my finger slowly. The balls from my tongue ring tickling my finger. My juices were delicious. They tasted so sweet unlike others I tasted which tasted like sweat. Girls I use for a quick fuck.I licked my lips wetting them. I layed back on my bed feeling my soft silk sheets all around me as I starred at my ceiling. I knew I was destined for trouble as soon as I screamed out her name but it was amaizing. I just made the sweetest love to myself. I ran my fingers threw my long auburn colored hair and sighed. "Alexis". Her name sounded so sweet I whispered it etching of my soft pink lips. I licked my lower lip again I closed my eyes and feel asleep knowing I will see her again come right back in my dreams.


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