Having sex with an ex partner, old flame, or high school fling is always weird, but in an exciting way. There’s always a bit of nostalgia and heightened anticipation that can really get the heart pumping and the juices flowing. What I like most about hooking up with a man from my past is the comfortability. Sure an online fling or a guy in a bar can be exciting, wondering how kinky or perverse he is behind closed doors, but every once in a while it’s nice to know what I’m getting myself into.
Thankfully, I have a few of these past lovers I can call when either I crave that sexual familiarity, or I’m just in need of a good shag. Either way, I feel like I’m in charge. Although there’s a predictability in calling upon a friendly friend, there can be a few surprises.
I recently travelled to my home town for a little r&r with family. I don’t have many friends left as it’s the kind of place most people like to leave when they become an adult. I drove into town for a drink and ended up at some new place on the main drag. When I opened the door and looked across the room, I saw an old flame behind the bar. Jerry was a bit older. Back in the day, he was more a friend of my brother’s than mine. We’d had a couple make-out sessions, but had never had the opportunity to go all the way (writing about him makes me sound so high school.)
He’s a softie, apologetic by nature, and innocent… or so I thought. From the moment I saw him, I was determined to sleep with him that night. Within minutes of talking, I could tell he felt the same. Sometimes chemistry never dies. He called in a work buddy to finish his shift, so we could drive back to his place as soon as possible.
He carried me over the threshold and within minutes, he had stripped my clothes off expertly. He wasn’t a teenager anymore! And when he went to his closet for bondage gear and had me spread eagle on his bed, I knew he was all grown up. He was still sweet Jerry but with an edge and expertise I was in awe of. He gently caressed me up and down, describing what I had been wearing the first time he met me. I wasn’t sure what made me blush more.
I’d never felt more excited before actual intercourse… my bondage experience was limited and by no means ever with a man that had the confidence to take full control. I will admit, this does not happen with men unless I’ve been dating for awhile. Being tied up, at least for me, takes a lot of trust. This unexpected run-in was just what I needed. I came so hard, he had to hold me for a long time after, my body was shaking so hard.
Maybe it was the mix of familiarity with the unexpected… a winning combination, I’d say! I had to leave the next day, but I’m already planning another trip home soon!
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