Love Letter to an Ex

I can’t stop thinking about you.  Remembering you.  Missing you.  Loving you.  We shared an intense passion I can’t force myself to forget.  A passion I’ll never experience with anyone else.  We were dirty and yet romantic.  Rough but sweet.  I don’t want to give you up.   I can’t.  I don’t know how.

I want to be the woman who gives you pleasure.  I want to be the one who satisfies your needs.   Fulfills you.  I promise I’ll do as I’m told.  I’ll be your obedient little slut.  I just want to make you cum.  I just want you to use me.

I want you to come see me.  I’ll wear my leather corset for you.  My little, black g-string.  Fishnet stockings.  High-heeled boots.  I’ll be ready for you.  Awaiting your command.

As soon as I open the door, I want you to take me into your arms.  Kiss me deeply.  I want to feel your barely controlled longing for me.  You’ll feel mine.

I want you to pick me up and carry me to the bed.  Throw me on top of it.  I’ll watch as you undress.  Watch as you take off your shirt exposing those muscles I long to touch. I’ll watch as you pull down your pants and boxers, exposing your erect cock. I’ll admire all of you, all of your beauty, and my pussy will drip with anticipation.

I want to serve you.  I want to take your cock into my hands.  I want to lick up one side and down the other. I want to hear you inhale sharply at my touch.  I want to take all of you in my mouth.  I want to slide my mouth up and down your cock until I hear you moan. Then I want you to take control.  I want you to force my head down on your cock.  Fuck my mouth.  Make me gag.

When you reach down to touch my pussy, it’ll be so wet for you, so inviting.  You can pull down my panties, grab the heels of my boots, and spread my legs.  I want you to watch my pussy open up for you.  And then I want you to slide inside.

I want nothing more than to feel the weight of your body on top of mine as you pound against my pussy.  Only you know how to hit me in exactly the right spot with each and every thrust.  You’re the only one who knows how rough I like it.  You know I love a little bit of pain with my pleasure.  You know I like it when you bite my nipples a little too hard.  Smack my ass with a little too much force.  You know I love it when you disrespect me.   Choke me.  Slap me.  Treat me like your little slut.

And I know how much you love to fuck my ass.  I want to feel you slowly slide your cock into my ass.  I want to reach down and play with myself as you start thrusting.  I want you to fuck my ass as hard as you can.  So hard I beg you to stop.

But I want to be ignored.  I don’t want you to show me any mercy.  I want you to fuck me even harder.  I want you to remind me that I’m there to serve you.  I want to hear the sound of your pelvis smacking my ass.  The abuse will excite me.  It won’t take me long to cum.  I’ll yell out as the pleasure washes over me in pulsing waves. But, I won’t be satisfied until you come in my ass.  I want you to cum in my ass and then stand back and admire your handiwork.  I want you to smile as the cum dribbles out of my ass.  I want you to leave me a shaking mess.

And should you happen to find a new girl, I want you to share her with me.  I want to watch you fuck her as you make her eat my pussy.  I want you to smack her ass, so I can watch it shake.  I want to listen to her whimper and moan as the pleasure you’re giving her causes her to lose focus on me.  But I don’t want you to tolerate such misbehavior.  I want you to grab her by the hair and force her face into my pussy.  I want you to threaten to stop fucking her if she doesn’t make me cum.  I want to watch the sweat roll down your face.  I want to see you lost in ecstasy as I cum in her mouth.

I hope you take all this into consideration and come see me some time.  I’ll be waiting.  Don’t make me wait too long.


  1. Oh My! Ex marks the spot.

  2. I identify and am moving forward, even if it kills something inside me.

  3. Great write !

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