This one summer I ran into my ex, Alex, at a party. We had broken up a few months prior, but still saw each other occasionally because we had mutual friends. Now Alex and me had dated for a year plus, and we had a really close, passionate relationship. We had been good friends, but wanted different things out of life. Long story short, we broke it off and I started to hook up with other chicks she knew. Messy as fuck.

Anyways, we’re at this party and Alex asks if we can go out to my car. She’s being flirty and I can tell she wants to hook up. Now, despite Alex’s well-documented jealousy and anger at me, I knew she loved me. And in some ways, I guess I still loved her.

We left the party, walked down the street and ended up in the backseat of my car. One thing about Alex is that she was enthusiastic and incredible about giving head, and she knew that she could have me in the palm of her hand if she just got my dick in her mouth. Alex starts to suck me off, and she unbuttons her top so I can play with her tits underneath her bra.

I feel fucking amazing, and then I hear voices coming down the street. We hit pause and see a group of our friends wandering around with drinks looking for us. If they just glanced into my car, they’d see Alex half-undressed and me with my dick in her hands. The risk of getting caught, needless to say, was a turn on.

As our friends leave, Alex asks if I can drive her home. “Of course,” I say, and figure that I won’t be finishing with her tonight. She looks at me and says, “Don’t worry, I’ll suck you off on the drive home.”

True to her word, Alex kissed, nuzzled and sucked my throbbing cock on the ten minute drive back to the crib. It took every fiber of my being to pay attention to the road as she swirled her tongue around my shaft and my cock head. She was absolutely filthy but also passionate and attentive when it came to her headgame.

As I drove her back, I had to pass a guard house because her apartment was in a wealthy, gated location. Now, the guards don’t typically stop visitors, they just have them slow down and wave them in.

As I steered us into her apartment complex, a wave of panic, anticipation and excitement swept over me at the prospect that we might be caught by the guards.

I warned Alex as we approached. Mixed feelings aside, I didn’t want to put her in a compromising situation.

“Alex, the guards,” I moaned as we got closer.

Her only response was gripping my balls with one hand and taking my shaft further into her mouth. I had to stifle my moans of agony and pleasure, and I kept my eyes straight ahead so not to arouse suspicion.

I don’t know if the guard saw Alex’s head bobbing in my lap, or if they saw her (really fucking amazing) ass sticking up in the air as I drove past them. I didn’t make eye contact. I just know we were waved through the gate.

Just minutes later, I was parked down the street from Alex’s apartment, warning her that I was close. She finished me with her mouth — I grunted and moaned and cried as she milked my cock for cum, deftly swallowing and gulping my load in a practiced, professional manner.

Then, Alex grabbed my face and kissed me. I could taste my dick on her tongue, and it only made me kiss her back harder. I loved how nasty and intimate we were together; even if we were broken up, we had built a real bond that was hard to fully shake off. I gripped her body, my hands exploring her tight stomach under her still unbuttoned shirt, roving down to squeeze her toned gymnast’s legs.

Then, Alex asked if she could see me again.

I tucked my softening, spit-coated dick in my pants and told her my honest answer: “Maybe.” The truth was our relationship had become complicated and I was in love with another woman. Alex knew that but still wanted me — and I encouraged her to move on. We parted ways that night but our relationship was far from over.