I'm Married, But I Miss Fucking My Ex
- Aug 18, 2020
- 3 min read
"Can you talk?" Came on the message in my dm, it was my ex whom I haven't spoken to in over two years. We broke up when i got married and he got married about a year after. "Yes", I replied. Seemed he had a lot to say, and I was excited, as he had been the only man that can get me weak in the knees. We dated for about two year....he was actually my side man, but I loved him unconditionally, I treated him like a king. The sex was amazing and his head game was off the chainm. He spent time on my body when we made love, so when he messaged me after two years, I honestly couldn't resist. I couldn't.
We agreed that there would be no strings attached, but we both knew that was a lie. He told me he thought of me all the time and to be honest he had said he wouldn't fuck a married woman, but he had to fuck me. Just reminiscing on all out past experience, I got sowet. We spoke for about a week, before we decided to officially link up. I took the day off from work and went to see him. He smelled so exotic and all I wanted to do was have him right there. When I went into the car he had dexta daps "fuck yuh mean say me no miss yuh" playing, and as soon as it was finished, he would replay it. I looked over and realized he wasn't wearing his ring,so I discreetly removed mine. Went to the location, went inside and chatted for a few. I then went to take a shower and he came and join me. The water beat on our bodies, as we kissed. I felt a bit nervous, I dont know why, but I was. But his attention seemed focused on me as he continued kissing me all over. He then went down and started to work his magic between my legs, I swear I was lost. In no time he had me orgasming and shivering. I was weak, weak to him I tell you. He didn't stop as he gave me a second orgasm. Throughout our relationship, I have never given him head, but in this moment I decided to. So I then got down on my knees and told him to fuck me between my breast and when he started, I placed the tip of his penis in my mouth. I held his hips and pulled him in as i swallowed his dick down my throat. He moaned, pulling it bagk out of my throat saying it was too much as he fought not to cum. He then rolled on a condom and we started to fuck. Lord have mercy, he was fucking me with vengeance and no pity. Two years of fuck missed, I was getting at once. He placed me in a back shot position and continued to drive his cock inside my pussy. I couldnt help it, my pussy was so happy I started to squirt. I remembered how he loved that, making me squirt, wetting up his dick. I told him I missed him and he said he missed me too. I was wetter than any shower curtain, I was giving him a tsunami. I orgasm again and then he came. We spoke for a few minutes before we went home. We linked a couple more times after that, but there is too much tension between us now, so we broke it off. But to be honest, I can't stop thinking about him, his tongue is like magic and he knows how to fuck me. I masturbate most nights thinking about him. Oh well.
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