Sex With My Ex
Hi guys, my name is Sahil, and I’m a 21-year-old from Mumbai. I’ll give you all a detailed description of myself in the upcoming stories. But for now, it’s about having sex with my ex. You can know for now that I’m 6 feet tall and have a toned athletic build as I play many sports. So I have been reading many stories on ISS, especially since the lockdown began. I finally decided to share my experience that happened not so long ago. A month or so before this story is written. So let’s get into it. The story revolves around Ayesha, my ex-girlfriend. We dated for a few months before eventually parting ways. I’m sure you’re not interested in the reasons and details of that. So I’ll give you the good details. Ayesha is one of the hottest, if not the hottest, girl I’ve ever dated until now. She’s the perfect height (not exactly sure how tall). She’s got an hourglass-like figure that drives guys around her crazy. She’s a head-turner and grabs a lot of attention without doing much. Her stats are 35-26-36. I’ll let your imagination take over now. If it’s of any help, you can think of her as Lana Rhoades with slightly bigger boobs and a somewhat similar ass. Now that I’ve got most of you all hard and wet (I assume) let’s get to the actual incident. This happened a month or so ago when I was invited to my friend’s engagement party. I’d actually forgotten that he was a mutual friend to Ayesha and me. I wasn’t expecting to see her there, obviously. The party was in Udaipur at a 5-star hotel. It was a grand one. They had faced many difficulties in convincing their parents. Now that they were on board, they wanted to have a grand celebration. It was the onset of winter, so the weather was really perfect. Not very cold and not hot at all. I reached there a day before the function and met Avinash (my friend who’s getting engaged). We were very close. So I knew a lot of his family members and mixed up pretty well with everyone there. It was around 11 am when I was sitting in the garden area. I saw a car stop at the hotel entrance and out stepped a really hot girl in a white dress and a perfect ass and big round boobs. When she turned around, I was shocked and amazed at the same time. It was Ayesha! She looked at me and, with a big smile on her face, waved at me and came forward to have a chat. I couldn’t get my eyes off her amazing figure. I think she noticed it as well. We talked, and she asked me to hang around with her. She doesn’t know anyone apart from the couple getting engaged. I couldn’t have asked for anything better than to spend the days with her by my side and agreed readily. She went off to her room, which was on the same floor as mine. She freshened up and came out to the garden area again for some tea. She was wearing jeans-shorts with a crop top. It had grabbed the attention of every male in the vicinity, including me. She sat down with me. I was just staring at her boobs when she said, “Oh come on, dude, you too? As if there’s anything under there that you’ve not seen already!” We had sex a couple of times, so I’d seen her naked already. I was quickly back to my senses and apologized, “I’m sorry. It’s just that you’re looking amazing.” She blushed and said thank you, and we continued with our chat and sipping on some tea. The party was about to start at 8 pm. So we went to our respective rooms to get ready. Around 8.15 pm, I reached the reception hall, met with Avinash and his fiancee and their families, and exchanged pleasantries. I was talking to a few people I knew at the party when Ayesha entered. A sexy black dress ended just above her knees, hugging her body tightly, showing off her hourglass figure and a deep v-neck exposing her cleavage. She had grabbed everyone’s attention. I could already see a few jealous females trying to get their partners’ attention back from Ayesha. She went on to greet the couple and then walked right up to me. I told her, “You look amazing tonight.” “Thank you so much. Although I’d appreciate it if people wouldn’t stare as much,” she said. “You can’t blame them. You do look mesmerizing,” I said. “Oh, come on,” was her reply as she blushed. The party was a bang. There was dance, booze amazing food. We were having a blast. Ayesha had one drink too many. She was just all over the place dancing around with random guys who had no good intentions. I went up to her and grabbed her hand, and took her outside. I talked to her and asked her to control herself. But she wasn’t listening and couldn’t stand straight. So I just picked her up in my arms and took her to her room, which wasn’t very far, luckily. Just a couple of floors above, I opened her room, and she was blabbering all the way, saying weird stuff amidst. She said, “I love you, Sahil, please fuck me. I’m so fucking horny right now.” I did not pay much attention to her, made her lay on the bed, took off her shoes, and tucked her in. She pulled my shirt as I was trying to get away and kissed me. I tried to get out of it, but she pulled me in, and I couldn’t resist. We had quite a long kiss, and then she started taking my coat off. She was very drunk, and I did not want to take advantage of that. So I stopped her. Tried to make her understand, but she was in no mood to stop. She kept kissing me and trying to undress me. She even got hold of my dick, which was getting hard, and started stroking it. I somehow managed to get her to stop and got out of there after tucking her in her bed, and she fell asleep. I was pretty tired, so I dozed off as well as soon as I entered my room. The next morning around 8 am, there was a knock on my door. I opened the door. Ayesha was standing outside, still a little hungover from last night but in her senses. I was just in my boxers, and she pushed me inside, locked the door and came close to me, and kissed me.