[F19] Fucking my ex in the middle of rush hour traffic [MF]

Obligatory: I was 19 at the time of this story, I’m 22 now.

My Daddy (ex) had a dark tint to his windows. It was within provincial guidelines but he still got pulled over for it every now and then.

He picked me up from college frequently and would take me to his place, and often this meant rush hour driving. He was very sweet for doing it, so when he first told me to suck him off as we waited for a passing train, I gladly did it to thank him.

But I didn’t realize that it would suddenly become my duty to please him every time we got stuck at a standstill. Eventually, blowjobs became fucking and I loved every minute of it. His truck’s wide bench seat let me just crawl over and straddle him.

The part I loved the most was looking at strangers, bored in their cars, oblivious to the fact that some young slut was getting creampied only feet away from them. Once I was watching the guy behind us and he lifted up his sunglasses and squinted at the back window. A big grin stretched on his face and he gave me a thumbs-up. I wish I could say I kept going, looking the stranger right in the eye the entire time, but I got embarrassed and hopped off, telling my Daddy what happened. It turns out, that if the sun is setting just right, no amount of tint can hide your silhouettes.

[MF][kink] My ex let me suck him off one last time after I begged him repeatedly.

In a SluttyConfessions post, I talked about how my ex dumped me and left me with a Queen of Spades tattoo, which I’ve since covered up. This story takes place a few months after the break-up.

When I was dumped I was very sad for a very long time. And I messaged my ex begging him to take me back. More than once. Almost always when drunk. and he always left me on ‘read’

Then one day, after half a bottle of wine, I begged him with everything I had in several pathetic texts. He loved it when I was incredibly submissive, and I loved him when he was overwhelmingly dominant.

He finally responded, “Address.” My heart started racing in joy.

So I gave him my new address and put on his favorite lingerie and waited. and waited. and WAITED. After 2 agonizing hours, he finally showed up.

No words, no kiss, just a click of the tongue and he pointed to the ground in front of him. So I knelt and he took it out, the beautiful thing that had haunted my dreams. And I sucked it just how he liked it, did everything in my power to take it deeper than I ever had, and gagged. He loved every minute of it.