Ex Girl Is Good For Something

I met Gwen right before my senor year of high school in summer school. She was a tall, brown haired skinny girl, but had an aura of grace about her that made me make my move the first day I saw her. Three weeks (and several blowjobs) after meeting her, she and I made love. Well, if you can call it making love. It was the first time for both of us and I was so nervous I had problems “keeping it up” or “maintaining my erection” if you will. So there I was, trying to stuff my semi-rigid cock into her, both of us shaking like leaves, not knowing what the hell we were doing. Finally I put a stop to it after a few minutes of successful humping (I was not going to cum anytime soon).

After our abortive first attempt, I became more confident and we spent many hours over the next year rolling around in bed together (when our parents weren’t home of course). We stayed together even after I left for Army OSUT in Ft. Knox. Then, about four months into our separation, she dear John’d me, over the phone. I’m man enough to admit that I cried a little, ok a lot. It took me a very long time to get her out of my heart, and no, a girl named Rhonda didn’t help me.

After being discharged due to medical reasons, I started taking classes at the local community college. I was young, just out of the Army, and single. Shouldn’t be a problem in getting myself laid, or at least I thought so. I found I had almost no guts when it came to talking to woman. I didn’t know what happened, the only explanation I came up with was that I wasn’t the virile, inexperienced, and un-heartbroken 18 year old that I was when I met Gwen.

Everything changed one day in my intro to law enforcement class. The professor asked for an answer and nobody raised their hand. She was just about to call on me when a hand rose in the row behind me. “Thank you Lord Jesus,” I thought to myself. I turned and looked to see who my savior was. I was half expecting it to be our Sweet Lord Himself, but was not disappointed when I saw a strawberry blond, green eyed cutie who looked oddly familiar. She was wearing jean shorts and had her legs crossed, her smooth slender legs, those caught my eye first.

After class I walked up to her and thanked her for pulling me out of the fire, I asked her what her name was and she replied:

“Chloe, nice to see you again James.” This caught me off guard, she obviously knew me, but I had only a vague feeling that I knew her. She walked off and I spent the rest of the day trying to remember where the hell I knew her from.

GWEN! It smacked me between the eyes like a wet fish. I knew her through Gwen; she was a high school friend of a friend or something like that. Any way, I had met her a few times and couldn’t for the life of me figure out why I would forget a girl as lovely as her. As I said before, she had dark blond hair, long curvy legs, and twinkling green eyes. She also had a cute upturned nose, a nice pair of B cup boobs, an ass that just wouldn’t quit and smile that could light up the dark side of the moon. She was about six feet tall and usually wore flat tennis shoes which only added about an inch, if that.

The next time I saw her, we started talking about mutual friends, the classes we were taking and I finally got up the nerve to ask her to a movie. The movie date went so well I asked to see her again, and we just went from there.

A few weeks into our “couple hood” we had gotten somewhat physical. Now and then, I would pull her shirt off and my pants would come down and some heavy petting followed. One evening we got together and were both feeling pretty horny. We hadn’t seen each other in three days and our hands were all over the place. I had unbuttoned my pants and lead her hand to my bulge. To my surprise and joy she reached right in and took out my hard cock. She usually takes a little coaxing, but is never forced to do anything she doesn’t want. So when she kissed me hard and stroked my shaft, I let out a groan of pleasure.

“Oh Chloe, that’s good baby.”

“I’ve been craving for this cock of yours for days. I need it, I need you tonight,” she said, or rather breathed into my ear as she nibbled my earlobe. I melted into the couch, and then I took her in my arms, pulled off her shirt and greedily sucked a nipple into my mouth. Things got a little confusing at that point, one minute I was licking all over her chest and she was stroking me off, the next she was on her knees on front of me, her pretty face bobbing up and down on my lap, taking my cock into her mouth.

“Mmmmmm, it’s so big and alive, I love sucking it,” she purred. To this, I could only lean my head back and moan, placing my hands on her shoulders. She ran her warm tongue up and down, tracing the veins running north and south. She took one of my balls into her mouth and sucked very gently. She went back to my cock and took almost the whole thing in, moaning slightly, making me feel the vibrations of her voice on my pink torpedo.

“Ok Chloe, I’m gonna cum soon,” I said, and gently tried to push her up. She wouldn’t let go of my cock though, she just looked up at me and sucked faster. I grabbed her hair and pushed her down almost all the way as I shot my load into her mouth.

“Oooooooohhhhhhhhhh Fuck!!!!” I groaned. She swallowed my warm cum and smiled, wiping the edges of your mouth, some of it had leaked out despite her mouth’s firm hold around my shaft. “I’ve never…. I’ve never cummed like that before, that was incredible.”

“Your welcome babe, you tasted really good.” She went back down and licked my cock clean. With that we both stripped completely naked and curled up on the couch. I reached around and slide my fingers along her now moist slit and we kissed the night away. The next morning was fun too, but that’s another story.