This is the final part of the NSFW version of my unsent letter, and this is about Eleanor, who is also the muse for my first story (my first kiss was on the wrong pair of lips.) You can find the other posts on my profile, but this can also be read as a standalone story.

Ellie is on the shorter side, petite, with brown hair and eyes, a cute smile, and an incredible ass. We were friends with benefits for years (you can read all of the backstory on my profile) but we always took breaks when one of us was dating seriously. A few months earlier Ellie had texted me that she had been dating someone for a while and that we shouldn’t talk for a bit, of course she would let me know if it got super serious or if they broke up. I kinda knew the guy and thought he was a good dude, so I wished her the best of luck and faded into the shadows.
One night I got a text from her saying “can I call you?” I got in the car and called her right away. She was heartbroken. They had been ring shopping together and she thought he was going to propose, but seemingly out of the blue dumped her instead. I picked her up and we got a case of Chinese food and some ice cream, which might not be the worst combination. We drove for a long time and she cried on my shoulder while telling me all about her relationship, really filling me in on the last few months and the ups and downs of the relationship.

I had picked her up late and it was already close to two AM when we parked and got out to the boardwalk by the water. We were somewhere in New Jersey, far from our houses and anyone we really knew. It was deserted as well but felt safe and we settled down on a bench to finish the rest of our food and cuddle a little more closely. I had no idea where the night was going, but didn’t think that we would end up doing anything naughty so fresh after her breakup. We just cuddled and talked about life, her ex, and the reminisced about our wonderful times together. But as you may have all guessed from me writing here, reminiscing about time together led to reminiscing about our sexual chemistry, which led to Ellie and I having a wonderful night of love making on that boardwalk in the late September air.
We cuddled silently before Ellie whispered “I missed you” followed by her nickname for me “I missed feeling safe in your arms like this.” I held her a bit longer and then told her that I’d always be there for her, whatever she needs. “I need you to kiss me, it has been so long since we made out.” She whispered while leaning in close. Her wish was my command (and my wish too) so I gently cupped her cheek and kissed her softly, letting our lips get reacquainted after a long absence. I let her dictate the tone and pace, not wanting to push her just a few hours after breaking up with who she thought was the love of her life. But Eleanor wanted me and her lips couldn’t hide her eagerness to be back in my embrace, parting gently and enveloping mine with her warm mouth before sliding her tongue into my mouth to meet mine.

I let my hand run up and down her neck so my fingers could trace her throat while our kisses became more passionate and aggressive. Ellie first rubbed her hand on my bicep and then dug her nails into the muscle while I pulled her closer and let my hand gently close around her throat. We became hungry for each other and our kisses reflected it, our mouths and tongues attacking and parrying the other’s while the wet sounds of our kisses carried down the boardwalk. She crawled onto my lap to straddle me and my hands immediately went to squeeze her tight ass, and just like that we were in the position that we had enjoyed so often- Ellie on my lap, feeling my growing bulge press from her pussy to her belly button, her hands on my strong shoulders and arms while I kissed her and let my hands roam her sexy body.

She was wearing a skirt and I had hiked it up so her cotton panties were pressed against my sweatpants while my fingers raked her soft skin on either side of her bikini cut bottoms. “I want you, —— I want to be yours again.” Ellie whimpered, once again using the nickname which she contrived for me. I wanted her more, and I think the my raging erection pressed up against her clit was revealing that secret to her. “One second, I want to check my phone” she said while hopping off of me and rustling through her purse with one hand, the other hand gently stroking my cock through my pants. She checked her phone and then said “take it out, I bet he misses me too.” I slipped my pants down and watched her giggle as my cock sprung out at her, already an angry purple and dripping pre cum. “every inch of me missed you, Ellie, every inch.”

She fished around in her purse and pulled out a condom which was still from her ex. Nope, not fitting. I didn’t bring anything as I wasn’t expecting any thing more than hugs, but now regretted not keeping protection in my car. Ellie just told me not to worry and started giving me one of her patented blowjobs with her small hand stroking the base of my cock while she sucked the first few inches into her mouth. The 3 AM cool air felt extra tingly on my cock every time she took it out of her warm mouth to spit on it or just catch her breath, the temperature change was definitely hot and my dripping shaft was rock hard. I didn’t want to cum so I just pulled Ellie onto my lap and kissed her while her wet panties pressed against my saliva covered cock.

“I want you inside of me” for the third time using my nickname, which she had never used in a sexual setting before but was quickly catching on to how much power it had over me. I had never been inside of her bare before, as we never were an exclusive couple and had no clue about her other partners/BC. But she was coming out of a relationship and was on the pill, I was clean and hadn’t had sex in a while, so we quickly decided that night was going to be the night were we did it with nothing between us, the natural way, letting our bodies fuse together as one. I had always craved to feel her tight, wet pussy bare against the soft skin of my hard cock, and just by the way Ellie yanked her panties down, she needed to feel me raw as well.

I pulled her onto my lap and kissed her, as her warm thighs and pussy sheltered my penis from the cold air. I could feel my pre-cum and saliva soaked head grazing her soft lips, prickly bush above her clit, and wet little hole, causing me to twitch uncontrollably. I was aching to enter her wet kitty and lifted Eleanor by her ass so she could reach down and guide me in to her most precious of places. She lined it up and sank down just a little bit, so the head of my cock was in the warm embrace of her vagina, so close, yet so far from diving into her hot pocket. I held her up and gazed into her eyes. “Are you ready, Eleanor? Are you ready to be my good girl and take my cock?” I groaned into her ear and barely heard her breath the one word answer in response, already breathless from the excitement.

Just like that I slide my hands my her ass to her hips and used the grip to slide her down my thick shaft, inch my inch, as my hips moved up to meet hers. We both made the same half sigh, half moan at the same time when she had finally taken every raw inch of me, and I held her close as by cock stayed buried in her tight pussy, twitching and throbbing. We kissed again and again, our bodies glued together, too apprehensive to move and lose the moment. But all good things come to and end, and this one led to a better thing- guiding her sweet hips as she rode me on that boardwalk bench, her legs wrapped around me and barely fitting between the slats. Ellie clung to me with all of her strength, whispering things into my ear that I wish I remembered and slowly rocking her hips back and forth while squeezing her already tight pussy around my cock.

I was not going to last very long, and I tried to build some sort of rhythm to help bring her to orgasm as well, especially because this was actually the only time we had sex without me going down on her first. But she rode me exactly how her clit desired to, grinding into my pubic bone, and before long was rolling her eyes back into her head while her breathing got very shallow. “I’m gonna cum!!” Both of us said it at the same time, and although I followed it up with a “cum for me, babygirl” I don’t think I spit the words out of my mouth before her moans ripped through the empty boardwalk. Her vagina managed to somehow tighten up even more, and I followed suit, holding her hips down on my cock as ropes and ropes of my hot seed spurted inside of her.

We just held each other and caught our breath as the glow of a mutual orgasm washed over us. We had climaxed pretty much together, and I could feel the cold air more now as my penis softened inside of her pussy, allowing some of my cum to leak out onto my legs and sweatpants. Ellie might’ve wiped away a tear or two and kissed my cheek while I held her, paralyzed by the power of the orgasm, and on a broader scale, finally making love with Eleanor with nothing between us. “No matter what, I always want to be your good girl.’ She whispered before laying her head on my neck. Spellbound, I just her massaged her back and whispered into her ear “you always will be.” I held her like that for at least twenty minutes, until the waves of fatigue hit, and she settled next to me and rested on my chest until we saw the first lights of dawn.

My cum was still dripping out of her, but she didn’t care, slowly wiping it with her panties and then throwing them out before settling into my car. I drove her back home and we watched the sunrise as we listened to some heartbreak music and held hands- silent the entire ride. It was an overwhelming mix of emotions for me and I can only imagine what an absolute rollercoaster it was for her. But when I got to her place, she kissed me goodbye and thanked me for an unforgettable night. I just stayed in front and her watched her turn to wave as she opened the door before driving down the block to ponder what just happened.

She must’ve passed out immediately because I only got a text the following afternoon telling me that she got a text from him. They’re going to see if they can reconcile things, but even if they do, she’d never regret our night together and hoped that I wouldn’t either. I hoped she would get clarity and I told her so. After the weekend she was engaged to him and they just got married on Saturday- so just over a year from meeting to vows. That night will forever be in my mind - what kind of break were they on? Did she know they were going to get back together? Regardless, I’m happy that she’s happy, and I appreciate Reddit for being a great place to share these stories and experiences.

Thank you all for following, upvoting, and commenting! That was the last time I saw Eleanor, and I don’t think I will write anything about her again, unless we somehow cross paths. But I do have a couple more stories which I’d like to share with you all sometime :)