Moving On - Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

Moving On - Chapter 1

Moving On Chapter 1 I had never thought the day I broke up with my girlfriend would be the day I was going to ask her to prom. Ashley and I, we were a perfect fit for each other. We both laughed at the same things, enjoyed the same food, and listened the same music. Even though she was a year older, we shared a bond like no other couple, always going out of our ways to cheer the other up or bring them little gifts just because. Some of my favorite times were seeing her face light up when I baked her cookies after a long week, or when I was waiting at school for her with a coffee in hand when she didn’t have time to get her morning fix. Of course, there were the physical aspects too. Ashley was a beautiful, tall blonde. Her straight hair fell halfway down her back and her perfect smile, thanks to a few years of braces, lit up any room she walked into. And that’s not even the best part. Her eyes were chocolaty brown, and they always crinkled up in the cutest way when she laughed, which was often. But, Ashley looked even better undressed. Her ass wasn’t too big, and neither were her breasts, but that was just the way I liked it. They were a nice handful and her ass was perky and spankable. Her pussy was always shaved bare, dripping wet and waiting for my hard cock to slide into her moist depths. Sex with her was amazing; we were both each other’s firsts and it got better every time since. We both loved it. Or so I thought. When she went off to college and I was stuck as a ...

... senior in high school, we promised each other we would try and see each other every other week, as her school wasn’t too far away. It was hard at first, but we established a routine, and everything seemed fine. Our sex life stayed pretty healthy, especially with Skype calls every few nights. When her roommate was out, Ashley would Skype me completely naked, her long slender legs stretched out on either side of her, showing her hot, sexy slit. I would reciprocate, leaving my cock in full view. A few minutes into the call, neither of us would be able to handle it, and she would slowly slide her hands down her body toward her pussy. Starting off with one finger, she would toy with her clit, moving it in slight circles as she started to moan and play with her erect nipple with the other hand. As my cock hardened, I would grasp it in my right hand and jerk my shaft with long, hard strokes. Ashley would progress to sliding two fingers into her dripping pussy and thrusting them in and out as her moans turned to screams that she had to muffle, or else her floormates would hear her through the thin walls. Her slickness would offer no resistance to her fingers, which would fly in and out at lightning speed. She would push them as deep as possible until she could reach her g-spot. Once she orgasmed, she would slide her sticky fingers out and give me the sexiest look possible. Only then would she bring her two fingers to her mouth and lick her juices off of them. Yes, Ashley was damn kinky. ...