Call an old fuckbuddy (-20 Commitment, -50 Lust)

As Hannah idly teased herself a stray memory flashed back to her. Elias, an acquaintance of her college days. He was a big trust fund kid, never a care in the world as he partied the days away, and back when she knew him he never turned down an opportunity for a quickie with her. He really enjoyed {if Squirter = True}her wet pussy back then. His favorite thing to do was lightly teasing her until she had a damp spot on her panties before pulling them down and thrusting all the way in at once. It drove her crazy.{endif}{if Gym bunny = True}her big clit. He especially enjoyed teasing and rubbing his cock against her engorged clit and her labia as she got increasingly frustrated until she finally lost her patience, forcefully grabbed him and made him fuck her. She was always so annoyed… And yet she had to admit it felt so good.{endif}{if Massive melons = True}her huge milky tits. He liked squeezing her breasts and teasing her nipples as he fucked her and rubbing any milk that came out all over her breasts. It made an ungodly mess when they were done… But that somehow made it even better. She always came hard with him.{endif}{if Blowjob enjoyer = True}her love for cum. He was one of her partners that had indulged in taking her supplements before they had sex, and she was always amazed at how fast he could recover. They always alternated between him eating her out as she moaned, and him shooting another load in her mouth. Then he would eat her out more while recovering and the cycle continued. It was amazing.{endif}

She wondered what would happen if she called him? He was never one to have a full schedule, and she missed him… But it was just a call right? Yes, a friendly call, to hear from an old friend. It didn’t necessarily mean anything… Or at least that is what she told herself as she grabbed her phone and dialed his number. And if she felt a buzz of excitement as the phone rang… Well, it didn’t mean anything.

“Mmmhm… Hey…” It was his voice. She recognized it, even groggy as it was.

“Hey Elias… Remember me?” She asked.

A slight pause. “... Faiza?” He ventured, clearly uncertain. She couldn’t help but laugh. Yeah, it sounded like he still didn’t have any trouble finding women.

“It’s Hannah. Back from when we were in college. We, uh… Hooked up a few times. Remember?”

“Hannah…?” Another pause, longer. “Wait, ‘{if Squirter = True}fountain pussy{endif}{if Gym bunny = True}horny clit{endif}{if Massive melons = True}milky tits{endif}{if Blowjob enjoyer = True}hoover lips{endif} Hannah?”

“Is that how you remember me, you asshole?” She laughed, half-mortified at the nickname. She hadn't been that infamous in her college years, had she?

“No, no, it’s a good thing!” He insisted. “You left one hell of an impression. Damn! I haven’t seen you for... Must be at least a few years, right?”

“Mm-hmm…” She nodded. “We hooked up when I visited back for the holidays.”

“Riiiight,” and she could feel his smile through his voice. “You still didn’t lose your touch, sexy.”

“Neither did you, big boy,” she teased back.

He laughed, and she heard some rustling in the background. “So… Why are you calling on a Sunday morning? Are you… Back in town, by any chance?”

She laughed again, even as the thought gave her a thrill. She started rubbing herself harder now, not just idle teasing but truly getting herself off. “You wish,” she said. “Nah… Just wanted to talk to you.”

“Oh? And why?” He asked.

“Because I’m horny.” The words escaped her mouth, before she could stop them. She clenched her jaw, but it was too late. The words were already out there… And the thought only made her even hornier.

He chuckled. “Haven’t changed a bit, huh?”

“I’ve changed, actually!” She protested. “I have calmed down a lot recently, and I even have a long term boyfriend. He really likes me!” She giggled, rubbing her thighs together. “You’re the one who’s stuck in your old ways, mister!”

“Oh?” And she felt his attention on her increase, a sly edge to his words. “And why are you calling me while horny if you have a boyfriend now?”

She squirmed with a mixture of pleasure and shame, hesitating. “We haven’t done it yet… He thinks I’m a good girl.”

There was an explosion of laughter on the other side of the call. Her shame doubled, but so did her lust.

“Don’t laaaaugh!” She whined, half-stifling a moan. “He’s really sweet! I like him.”

“And to think all he had to do was get some drinks in you and he could have fucked you in the first date!” He laughed again. “Poor sap!” And she hated him for saying that… Even if she had to admit it was probably true. And the thought of Ashton fucking her roughly on their first date, treating her like a loose slut… Why did it make her so wet?

She was rubbing herself hard now, and there were wet sounds coming from her crotch which she did not bother hiding as a groan escaped her lips. She just felt so good, the blissful sensations only amplified by the ****.

“You’re jilling off right now while talking to me? While your boyfriend hasn’t even seen you naked?” He chuckled. “Alright, you naughty girl… I see how this is.”

“Stooop!” Her face was now almost red with shame, even as she moaned harder than before. “I’m just horny, that’s all… Unhf! And I also took some Ecstasy… Anh! Which… Made me hornier…”

Another laugh. “And does your nice boyfriend know you enjoy some pill-popping now and then? Does he know how horny you get when you’re high?”

“No…”

Another laugh, crueler this time, and she heard wet sounds coming from his side as well, as he rubbed his dick. “He sounds like a fucking pussy!” He then lowered his voice to a growl as he added, “and if I was there, I would fuck your slutty pussy hard, just like old times, and make you beg for more. And you know you would do it too. You could never resist it… Just like you can’t resist calling me when you want a good dick.”

The shame and lust both reached a peak with his words. She wanted to curse him, to deny what he said… But all she could do was moan as her pussy throbbed with pleasure.

“Fuuu~uck!” She heard him groan as he increased his pace on the other side. “Why don’t you give up on your boyfriend and come back to me? I’ll {if Squirter = True}make you gush your juices… just like before! Bet your pussy is already so - uhn! - wet it wouldn’t even take much effort!{endif}{if Gym bunny = True}tease your big clit… Until it drove you nuts. Until you **** me down and reverse-**** me like the horny slut -uhn! - that you are. Remember? Just… Like… Back then!{endif}{if Massive melons = True}rub and suck your milky tits and make them all… messy, just like -uhn!- back then! Fuck… I’ll bet they’re even bigger now!{endif}{if Blowjob enjoyer = True}feed you all the… Cum you want. All of my -uhn!- thick, manly seed, straight into your mouth! You know… Your boyfriend… Can’t give you as much as I can!{endif}”

His words were enough to tip her over the edge, and she came loudly, unable to hide how good she felt. How much she had enjoyed it. And even in the middle of all that mind-melting pleasure, she could hear him grunt and breathe hard as he came together with her. The feeling that they were united in that orgasmic, primal pleasure, even while miles apart… It only made the joy all that much sweeter. And when she came down, it was with tired, happy sighs as she brushed some hair away from her sweaty face.

“Fuck… Once a slut, always a slut, huh?” He grunted at the other end of the line.

Now that she had just cum, the regret hit her like a hammer to the face. She felt her shame and her self-loathing burning her inside as she realized what she had just done. She couldn’t even fault Elias for saying that. From his point of view, he was correct.

“Sorry, I have to go,” she muttered and hung up before he could reply. But even alone in her apartment, with nobody to hear or see her, she still hid her face in her hands as her breathing got harder. And it took a while before she collected herself well enough to put her phone away, ignoring the texts, and think of what she should do next.