All of you that are familiar with me and my stories will recognize this, if not, then welcome! I post stories past and present about the escapades my Ex (used to be gf) puts me through, and the things I go through just to get the privilege of simping for her. She deserves it. Perfect boobs, curves in all the right places and an ass that anyone would pay to grab.
Nowadays, we’re closer in our findom and in our places, respectively. People dm me all the time and beg to see her, and I betabreak them and make them send to her (or better yet, me so I get free sessions from it) and they get to see a selfie of hers. I’ve even had a few subs dm me and seek to pay me to get ger contact info lmao. She loves it, and is steadily building quite the army of simps off my back (and Reddit and X posts lmao). Please enjoy;)
This story is true (as always), but it isn’t recent. This particular happening occured all the way back before we were actually dating, and just talking. We were just talking, and kind of fooling around sometimes. She was so hot, and we’d been talking for a few months, but we hadn’t had sex yet. Not because of her-because of me-I was ridiculously nervous to actually have sex with her, for real. I knew she probably wouldn’t like it. She didn’t know that yet, so she continued to initiate make-out sessions with me that always ended up in me losing control of myself….
This time, we were going to meet eith some friends, and we were going to connect with them and go skateboarding and etc downtown, but me and my now goddess decided to meet before hand and hangout. As per usual, we chose to make-out, and before you know it, she had me on top of her, dry humping and thrusting, I was so horny and no one’s clothes were even off…..She laughed as I continued to make-out with her, but then we were interrupted by my phone ringing. “fuck” i gasped, reaching. Why was i being interrupted now? I answered the phone, sweaty from dry humping. I guess my friend could tell I was panting, no matter how hard I tried to shush the heavy breathing and laughter from my ex….”What are you doing? Having sex?” heard the others in the background laughing their asses off….I blushed, even though we were in a car in the dark, and I was so thankful for that. Atleast she couldn’t hear or see me embarrassed right now-that would be horrible (this was long before She knew i was a simp as bad as i am….)
She laughed again as I hung up. “Ugh-they’re waiting for us” I was desperate, and so close…..and then I realized something-her laughter had me even closer to the edge.I was rock hard with no current stimulation but her laughter-it was egging me on. I could feel it pulsating.
I felt her move back into my space-we were actually never far away due to us being in a car doing all this-“wait”-i panted as she grabbed on again up-down-up-down “i cant cum in my pants, i dont have extra” She had to know what she was doing right??? we’d never had sex before, all I’d ever done was cum in my pants for her-she couldn’t expect that now, right???? up-down-up-down Fuck I remember feeling so fuzzy trying to think”don’t cum” i didn’t even finish the thought before I creamed my pants from not even having sex, as I was blowing my load into ger hand (from inside my clothing) all I could think of was how i was going to hide that from my friends……..
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