Reaching over and turning the clock to see what time itwas I grunted and flopped back down staring up at the ceiling stillunable to shake the uneasy f...eling. I listened for a bit but heardnothing but silence so I got up and opened the door to the living room.Pausing before I entered to see if the young woman was up I noticed shewas still bundled up on the couch the blanket tightly held to her andcovering her head. Sophie still keeping guard was on the floor next tothe couch only raised her head. "Relax big boy,"she said."What have you got there?" Trust me."I smiled, closing my eyes and Sangeeta undid the top three buttons of myshirt, probing inside with her hands, stroking my broad hairy chest thenworking back to my neck, kneading the muscles there; massaging myshoulders.It felt wonderful.Then I opened my eyes in surprise when something unfamiliar touched myface and neck; something warm, closing over it. It was a towel, steamingand hot; a delicious and soothing sensation."What are you. She would give me access to her tits, so after awhile I pulled up her t-shirt, unhooked her bra, and started sucking on her nipples. After a bit of this she began to really pick up the intensity of how hard she rubbed her crotch against mine. Pretty soon she was humping furiously, hard, thrashing all around, moaning, and breathing hard. I was only too happy to respond by pushing myself harder against her and rubbing faster. Of course she crested after a bit, and began to try to catch her. 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.