[MF] Fucked and came inside my ex because neither of us could sleep

This is gonna be long, sorry in advance.

My (M33) ex girlfriend (F37) and I had been together almost 2 years when we split up. It wasn't one situation that caused it, there was no infidelity, it was just unfortunately one of those scenarios where the worst parts of both of us tended to bring out the worst in one another.

I do pretty well for myself financially, whereas she doesn't. She has a house that she has prior to us moving in together. She slowed down working when I moved in (we discussed it), so when we split, she wasn't prepared to take on all the bills herself (she has kids as well). So I agreed to stay for an indeterminate amount of time and we could split the bills for the time being. Essentially I just moved to the couch.

Now it's important to point out that we haven't been fighting. Even when we split, the whole situation was very matter-of-fact and logical. We weren't at each other's throats or anything. The vibe definitely shifted though. Depending on the day, we may talk casually. Make a few jokes, go about our business. Other days we didn't acknowledge each other's existences. Definitely a bit tense.

Now it's important to note that in the 6 weeks since he had split, we did have sex once. It was pretty fresh off the breakup on a night we were both feeling a little vulnerable. I was laying on the couch and got the "You should come fuck me" text. I tried to pretend to resist. "Are you sure that's a great idea?" It probably wasn't, but it definitely didn't stop us. Despite our mutual love of creampies though, I somehow managed to convince my lizard brain that pulling out and cumming all over the stomach was the smartest move.

I guess I should take the moment to describe how we both look. She's maybe 5'4, she grew up with a classic hourglass figure, with hips, thighs, and breasts that only got bigger after she had kids (from a prior marriage). Dark hair, blue eyes, tanned body, a few tattoos scattered throughout, and a septum piercing. As for me, my license used to say 6', but I've always known that's a lie. I'm more like 5'10, thinner build that finally filled out a tad in my 30s. Lots of tattoos, stretched ears, and a septum piercing to match.

Anyway. After that night, things ebbed and flowed between almost no contact and casual conversation. I'd go to the bar from time to time and hang out with my friends. Unlike every other breakup in my life, I really have been making an effort to NOT be a man whore and fucking everything that moves. Being a bisexual man, I more or less just turned up the femininity and turned into more of a gay gal pal than a potential cock to sit on. But at home, occasionally, she would walk through in things I'm fairly sure she knows makes me crazy. The fishnets with the short skirt. Crop tops with no bra. The things that make me weak. I'd try not to stare, unsuccessfully. I'm only so strong after all.

Fast forward to the night of our ACTUAL story. I went out with some platonic friends. Didn't drink, got home around 11. I sat on the couch and watched TV while gently strumming my guitar. She got home closer to midnight. She also hadn't been drinking. She had gone out with friends and did some karaoke, and left before last call. She walked through, went to the bedroom, and that was that. The night went on. One o'clock rolled around. I was wired. I'd had an energy drink on the way home. I laid back on my couch and considered stroking my cock. I could very faintly hear her on her phone watching TikTok's on the other end of the house.

I slid my jeans down, grabbed my blanket to cover myself in case, and very gently stroked my cock to whatever came up on the various NSFW subreddits I follow. An hour of edging goes by and I hear her stir. I cover up. I can hear her on the phone with her daughter. Evidently (I gathered from context clues) they wanted wings, but the only place open and serving them was a bar and they weren't 21 so they couldn't go in and buy them. "Just order them and I'll get them and bring them to you." She leaves, keys in hand. I'm now alone again.

A devious idea crosses my mind. My entire "Hidden" folder on my phone is just various videos and pictures of her in various positions, poses, nudes, etc. Am I proud of jerking off to my ex? Not particularly. Should I have deleted them already? Definitely. Did it stop me? Absolutely not. So I open my folder and slowly swipe through them while continuing to stroke my cock.

I hear her pull back up around 2:30. The tv is off, it's almost pitch black in the living room. My shirt is pull up my chest, I cover myself back up and let her walk through back to the bedroom. I lay there silently listening for what she may be up to. I hear the shower turn on. Awfully late for a shower. A quick shower was always a habit she was in before sex. I wasn't bold enough to expect her to want sex with me, but I was hopeful enough to hope to hear from her. The shower turns off. She gets into bed. I look at my phone. It's 2:38 am.

‘Maybe she'll text me." I think. It's now 2:45. Nothing. I go back to edging to her pictures. At 2:55, I can still hear her on her phone. A decision was made. If she doesn't say anything by 3:00, I'm gonna text her. The time ticks down. I see my clock flip to 3:00. Logical decisions are now off the table.

‘Alright, fuck it. I cannot sleep, I may have been stroking my cock to your pictures for the last while, and I badly want to lick and fuck you.'

Send. My heart is beating in my ears. She reads it.

‘I'm not sure that's what you really want.'

When we had hooked up right after our breakup, we had a discussion about it. How it's probably not a great idea to give into our desperation. We don't wanna complicate things too much.

‘You don't have to say yes. No harm, no foul. But I can assure you, that's what I really want right now.'

Maybe a minute of my message not being ironed. She finally reads it.

‘Alright. I did you the same way, I'd say fair is fair.'

Now I realize I have the green light, but I immediately don't feel great about it. This seems more like compromise than desire. I actually lay there for a minute trying to figure out my plan of action. Finally I get up and go to the bedroom.

She's in a crop top with no bra and a pair of panties. Before I can get into bed, she says "I'm gonna brush my teeth real quick, I taste like cigarettes." She'd taken up smoking again. While she did, I considered the fact that brushing her teeth probably implied kissing. The irony in the fact that kissing was causing a bigger dilemma than anything here. It's intimate. This is more of a hookup. How do I play this?

I unbuckle my jeans while she finishes up and I'm tugging my t shirt off while she climbs back into bed. I crawl between her legs. She instinctively spreads them. She's a bit tense, I can feel it. In that moment I decided this may be the last time we have sex, so I'm going to give this my best effort. I thread my fingers through the hair on the back of her head, bend down, and kiss her. I feel her body relax. Quickly, we're a tangle of limbs, kissing and pulling and grabbing and grinding. We probably made out like horny teenagers for 15 minutes. I moved to her neck. She starts moaning as I kiss and lick and nibble at her neck and collar bone. She's grabbing my shoulders and the back of my head. I move down. I pull up her crop top and start biting and licking her nipples like I might actually starve if I don't. Squeezing the other while one is in my mouth. She's tugging at the sheets now and writhing.

I move back up to kiss her again and she reaches down to rub my cock through my underwear. I sit at a solid 7" in length but thick as hell. I'm quite proud of it and never had any complaints. I sit back and yank off her panties and dive into her pussy.

She's not shaved super recently but I've always thought a bit of a bush is incredibly hot. I lick and suck her clit while locking her legs in place with my arms wrapped around her thighs. She's tugging at my hair and moaning like she's possessed. I let go of one of her thighs just to slide a finger inside her. Curling it up to hit her g spot while I continue devour her. Her hips are bucking and she's soaking my facial hair. I slide a second finger in. She starts to kale her mind and finally cums all over my face. Her hips drop back to the bed. She's panting and twitching. I dive back in for more. She's so sensitive after cumming, I bring her to another in only a minute or two. Finally I sit up.

My underwear comes off. I was so focused on eating her out, and holding a wildly uncomfortable angle at which I was doing so, I'm actually only half erect. Well shit. She doesn't say anything. She reaches down and starts rubbing her clit again. She knows how much I love watching her get herself off. I slowly stroke my cock here her. I'm throbbing hard in no time. She spreads her legs extra wide and I press my tick cock against her entrance. There's almost no resistance with how wet she is and I immediately sink balls deep into her. We groan in unison. I start giving her long deep strokes. She says "Grab my toy out of the night stand. I need to get off on your cock." You don't have to tell me twice. I reach over (still inside her) and pull out her wand. I continue my deep, slow strokes like I know she loves. She grinds against her toy and clenches around my cock. It doesn't take her long until she's cumming and starts twitching and moaning again.

The toy turns off, she's almost completely spent. But she pulls her legs back for me so I can go extra deep. I start fucking bet in long deep strokes but I can feel I'm not going to last long. I know this is just a hookup. But I really want to enjoy this. I slow down.

"I'm really trying not to cum right now." I said, laughing a little.

"I mean I can always get off again?" She suggests.

I can't come from the deep, slow fucking that gets her off, but that sounds like a great idea right now. She grabs her toy and turns it back on. This time, I lean forward and wrap a hand around her through. She immediately starts making even louder. I lean down and catch a nipple in my mouth and start sucking and biting. I can feel her thighs twitching. She doesn't last long. She starts gasping and I can feel her soaking my cock again. The toy goes back off.

I sit back up. My hand has moved to one of her perfect tits, but as I start speeding my thrusts back up, it moves back to her throat. She starts moaning even louder. We're making eye furnace through the darkness. I can feel myself getting closer.

"I really shouldn't cum inside you right now." I growl. But I only speed up. I'm bottoming out inside her every time. Gentlemen, most women cannot come from penetration alone. It's possible, but depending on the woman, it's only in specific circumstance.

"But I'm going to cum deep inside you." That did it. She spasms and moans and soaks my cock all over again. I watch her tits bounce as I fuck her with an increased urgency. And finally I dump every drop of cum in my balls deep into her unprotected pussy. I growl and curse and pant. I stay inside her. I rest my forehead against hers. Finally after a long moment, we both laugh a little. Just breaking the nervous tension I guess.

I finally pull out. We sit in bed. We talk. Not about anything in particular. What we've been up to the past week weeks. Funny stories. Drama from the bar we met at that we've been visiting separately again. Eventually we get dressed. I go back to my couch. I finally pass out. I try to decide what this all looks like going forward.