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One of my ex's who came back from Texas.
It was the summer of 2010 and I was waiting for Samantha (my girlfriend at that time) to come back from Texas. When she came back from visiting her dad, she called me and told me to come pick her up from her grandma's apartment. When she saw me pull up in my 85 Chevy Silverado, she got excited and happy to see me. She gave me a big hug and a French kiss, and so we drove back to my house. We laid in my bed and held each other tightly in our arms and talked about how much we missed each other. While continuing to hold and French kiss each other, she looked me dead in my eyes and said, "Tomorrow we're gonna have sex." I told her I couldn't wait, and I began to run my fingers down her pants, touching her intimately. She gasped and moaned a little bit, but my mom was in the other room, so I did it real slow and then stopped because I had to take her back home.
The next day I picked her up from her grandma's apartment. I didn't get any sleep that night because I was so sexcited. When I opened the door, she had a really pretty white dress on and she had her makeup done. I forgot to mention she wore glasses, and that was unfathomably a huge turn-on for me. She got playfully upset because I kept drifting in and out of sleep, but I woke up with a smile on my face. So we drove back to my house, and we slowly took each other's clothes off and French kissed each other. I touched her, and she moaned. As she kissed me, she told me to lay down, and she got on top of me. I entered her, and she began to ride me. As she rode, I squeezed and kissed her breasts while she bounced up and down on top of me. Keep in mind this was the second or third time I had sex with her, and I had gotten a lot better at it—I could tell because of the way she was moaning in my face, and it made me want to fuck her harder. That's when she began to look me deep in my eyes, and that turned me on even more. In the back of my mind, I was thinking, *God, I would love for her to be my wife.* She rode me so well that when I came, I held her close. She looked me in my eyes and said, "I love you to death," and I told her I loved her more. Then we went into the shower together and French kissed each other. My mom was at work that day, so we made love two more times that day, and it was amazing.