I can't say I have that many exes. Can count them on one hand. I also can't say I miss them, they're in the past now, and that's fine; however, there is one I find myself thinking of when I'm horny. He was a bit taller than me, green eyes, curly dark hair, nice lips, but I guess the reason why I miss him is mostly his cock. The first time we had sex we were in his car. We had been kissing for a bit while we were parked on the side of the road. He had expressed his desire to fuck me a few times, this time I wasn't getting away. He grabbed my hand and put it on his crotch to show me how hard he was. I managed to get my hand in his pants and I was met with a very thick cock. I hid my surprise quite well but eventually told him to get it out to put it in my mouth (or at least try to).

I asked him to fuck me, and he asked if I wanted to sit on it. I took off my pants and panties, and hopped on him on the drivers seat, but I was met with some difficulty. He was too big. I was trying to get him in but man it was a challenge. I was starting to get frustrated because I wanted him so bad but it was almost impossibleto get him inside me, until I asked him to go to the back seat.

There he ate me out for a bit and I was dripping wet already. I pulled him up to kiss him and taste myself on his lips. Suddenly, he put his entire cock inside me. I moaned loudly from the mix of pain and pleasure. He kissed my neck and started pounding me hard. I dug my nails on his back and had to beg him to go slower. I knew he had wanted to be inside me for a while now, but he was stretching me out so much. He started going slower and eventually I was ready for more. As he was picking up the pace I whispered in his ear "fuck me harder, daddy."

Now, this was our first time fucking each other and he had never been called daddy before. After that, I learned he really liked it because he gave me some hard pumps and came inside me. He told me I had the tightest pussy he has had, I told him he had the fattest cock I have had. We went to get some food after that. I laughed at him because his black shirt had my juices over it. He zipped up his hoodie to hide it and threatened to fuck me harder next time.

Like I said, I don't actually miss him, I just need to get me a new BWC boyfriend. Do you have an ex you miss only because of the sex?