Sex after the breakup

True story.

Anna was my first long term relationship. She was a very attractive petite brunette and an outrageous flirt. In retrospect I’m amazed our relationship lasted as long as it did.

To get the measurement out of the way I’m 7 inches long with considerable girth and have a very large, flared “mushroom” head.

Anna loved my size. When she was close to orgasm she’d get on top and angle herself so the ridge of my glans would rub her g-spot. My girth made her squirt many times. I loved the pleasure it gave her.

After we broke up she dated several men in our mutual social circle and it drove me crazy with jealousy.

I ran into her on the subway one day. She was coming home from work and looked amazing. We exchanged small talk and out of nowhere she leans in and whispers “you have such a great cock. I miss it.”

I was light headed as we got off at her stop. We went straight to her apartment and it was like a day hadn’t passed since our break up. We didn’t even make it to the bedroom, settling for the couch.

She got on her knees and pulled my throbbing erection out. My glans is too big for women to fit in their mouth so she licked up the sides of my shaft and swirled her tongue over the head. She gripped the base and looked at it for a second. “You get so fucking BIG,” she said.

I moaned her name as she sucked it more, which made her moan. “I want it inside me,” she said.

We undressed and she got on top, as she always had. “You fill me up,” she sighed as she rode me. “God I love your cock.”

I tried to kiss her and she turned her head, so I kissed her neck and breasts instead. We weren’t “making love.” She just wanted another ride on my dick.

She shuddered as she orgasmed. I flipped her on her back and pounded her, my balls slapping against her ass. She reached around and stroked my sac, which she knew was gonna make me come seconds later. Grunting, groaning and moaning, I did.

And that was that. I never saw her again