Emma and I called it quits a few months ago. Things ended explosively, after fights about trust issues, finances, and where our future was headed.

I wanted to ride the wave, but she wanted me to put a ring on it. My casual attitude made her suspect that I was sticking my dick in every pussy in town. I couldn’t take the accusations anymore, especially since my dick had belonged to only her.

Since then, Emma has been hanging around and trying to make amends, and it’s probably no accident that this has been making it hard for me to find new pussy. No matter where I go, Emma happens to show up, cock-blocking me. She was even at the damn supermarket while I was shopping. Finally, when she showed up at my apartment complex, walking her pooch through the dog run, I told her she was making it impossible for me to get laid. She smirked at me, said she was only going for hard, not impossible, and made it clear she was down to fuck. I invited both bitches inside.

As soon as the door closed, Emma pounced on me, dry humping me while sticking her tongue down my throat. It didn’t take too long for my dick to get stiff. I ripped off her shirt and bra in a horny frenzy. Her tits have always been magnificent, bouncy and overfilling my hands. I went to town on them while I opened her pants and pushed them down, along with her panties. Had she hit the gym lately? Her body was even tighter and more defined than ever.

While Emma’s dog eyed me in pure disgust — the thing had never liked me — I pushed gently on Emma’s shoulders, till she was kneeling in front of me.

“How much do you want to make up with me, Em? Why don’t you show me how sorry you are?”

Emma wasted no time taking my cock in her mouth, getting me nice and wet. Then she reached back to play with my balls as she delivered the best blowjob she’d ever given me. It wasn’t long before I shot my load down her throat, and Emma swallowed every drop, looking up at me with a proud smile.

I stepped out of my pants and boxer briefs as Emma leaned over the back of the couch and spread her legs wide. I’d always been more into fucking her from behind than she was, so I took this as further proof that she was going out of her way to get me back. That worked for me!With one swift thrust I was inside her drenched pussy. I pumped her with a speedy but urgent pace. “Fuck me hard, Shane!” Emma demanded as her tits shook and her pussy pulsated.

I obliged, pulling out so I could spray my load all over her body.

We lay down on the couch in a sex-induced coma and dozed off for a while. Then Emma got up to take a shower to clean off my massive come spill. I joined her, and lathered some soap on her hot tits, pussy, and ass. I loved watching the water cascade off her sexy body. She stroked my cock, once again unloading my balls.

As my come washed away down the drain, she whispered, “If you tell me you’re taking me back, I’ll take you in my back.”

I answered by picking her up, carrying her to my bed, and grabbing the bottle of lube.

— S.C., Wisconsin

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