She gave me the best blowjob of my life then left without giving me her name, sparking a months-long search that ended the best way possible

Her dark brown eyes glistened with moisture as she choked on my cock, but she still didn't break eye contact. As the tip pushed against the back of her throat, she sat up and adjusted to let it slide further down. She began flexing and contracting her throat to massage my cock as it slipped as far down as it could go. She let my balls roll gently through her dexterous fingers while the other hand rested on my body. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and I gripped her hand.

She pulled back up to catch her breathe, then went back to rhythmically bobbing up and down, twisting her mouth and flicking her tongue all over my shaft. It was wet, loud, and sloppy.

"Oh fuck, I think I'm gonna..." I started. "I..." I could barely speak.

She took one last deep breathe then pushed my cock down her throat once again. The combination of throat contractions and tongue stroking had me cumming in seconds. Each shot deposited directly into her stomach. My body tightened and lifted with each pump like a sit-up routine while I forced my feet to stay planted on the ground to prevent my legs from kicking her. Eventually I was finished, and she lifted her head out of my lap. She brushed spit from the side of her cheek and licked it off the back of her hand while I laid there seeing God. My cock still pulsed every few seconds, and even continued to dribble a little cum each time. She took one finger and dragged it along the shaft from bottom to top to collect the leaking fluid and put it in her mouth.

"Told you," she said with a satisfied smile.

"I still don't believe you, you might have to try again," I told her.

"You think you're ready for that right now?"

I looked down. My cock was still rock hard and did not feel like it was going away any time soon.

"No, but I'd sure like to get on top of you," I said. She smiled again and gave me the biggest 'fuck me' eyes of all time. It looked like she was challenging me. Telling me, 'I'm here, come and take me.'

I grabbed her and threw her down on the bed on her back, sideways compared to the pillows. Her massive tits rippled and bounced from the impact and she let out a little squeal of excitement. I climbed on top of her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me in close to her face. I reached a hand up the short skirt of her nurse outfit and pulled her panties down. She lifted her legs to make it easier for them to slip off. I kissed her and got a big handful of one of her breasts.

Just then, the door opens. We both looked up like two deer in headlights.

"El come the fuck on, Jane is puking, we need to get her home," the girl at the door said. She looked at me. "Come on cowboy, fun's over."

I should mention, since I haven't already, that this was Halloween night, 2015. I was a cowboy. She was a nurse. Her friend, aptly enough, was the devil.

I stood up and let The Nurse off the bed. I handed her her bright red bra and panties off the ground so she could get dressed. I caught her friend sneaking peeks at my throbbing cock then looking away. The Nurse had no shame being nude in front of her friend, and I don't blame her. She had an amazing body - tits each bigger than my head, a petite frame and flat stomach to make them look even bigger, and perfectly tanned. She let down her light brown hair out of its bun, then turned around to give me a kiss goodbye.

"Call me. We'll pick up where we left off," she said with a smile as she walked out the door.

"Nice cock," The Devil said before following after her.

From down the hall, I heard The Nurse laugh and yell, "you did not just say that!" The girls giggled all the way out of the house. I finished buckling my belt and sat around in the room waiting for my erection to go down until another couple came in and kicked me out.

Through all the commotion, I came to a horrifying realization: She never gave me her number. She never even gave me her name. Or maybe I was too drunk and high to remember if she did. I hoped I'd remember something in the morning.

Morning came and I searched everything. Nothing in my pockets, no marker on my arms. I texted a few people who were there and they either didn't remember seeing her or never got her name. The host said she must have been someone's friend, but he didn't talk to her. I asked if he knew The Devil or Jane, but neither stood out to him.

All I had was "El." I was pretty sure that's what The Devil called her. I searched all my friends' friend lists for anyone named El, Elle, Ellie, Ella. Nothing.

Maybe it was an initial? "L," not "El."

Lily, Lucy, Laura, Lauren, Leah. Many beautiful women, but none were her.

I scrolled through pictures on social media from the party. I could confirm she was real because I saw her dancing with me in a couple photos, and I tried to piece together some memories.

"I have to warn you: I give the best fucking head you'll have in your life," she said with a confident head-nod, after I asked if she wanted to take our dance somewhere more private.

"I don't believe you," I said with a cheeky grin.

"Really now?" she asked. "Let's go then, I wanna prove it to you."

She stopped off to let The Devil know where she was going, then grabbed my hand as I guided her down the hall toward an open door.

It tortured me for weeks. I remember bringing it up to a friend about two months later and when I showed her one of the pictures from the party he said he saw her at another party a week or two earlier and thought her name was "Lexi." That immediately sparked something in my brain.

"You can call me Nurse Lexi," she said. "When you're done shootin' bandits I'll come rub you down and patch you up."

That sounded right. I think that was right. It filled the blank in my memory, and it started with an L. I went down the rabbit hole again. Lexi, Lexie, Lexy. Still no trace.

It wasn't until the following January when I saw her face pop up in pictures from a New Years party that I wasn't at because I went back home for the week. Holy shit! She's still out there somewhere. I checked the comments hoping she would be there and sure enough there she was: Alex. It wasn't El, it was Al. Lexi, short for Alexandra. I could swear I had searched Alexandra but I must have skipped "Alex."

"Would it be weird to send her a friend request?" I asked myself. Certainly not any weirder than what we'd done in the bedroom that night, I figured.

I went to bed, and the next morning I saw she had accepted and sent me a message asking who I was.

"you look familiar but i can't put my finger on it lol"

"would it help if i put on a cowboy hat and boots?"

"omg!!!!! cowboy!!!!"

"nurse!"

"i totally realized after we got in the car that i forgot to give you my number lolllll how'd you find me?"

"saw your pics from new years. figured i'd say hey"

She didn't need to know how heavily I'd obsessed over this for months... nope.

We agreed to meet up at a club the following Friday. We drank and danced. All the men stared at her tits as they bounced with each little hop in her step. I had to push a few away who were getting a little too close for comfort.

Near the end of the night we ended up making out in the parking lot while we waited for a car to take us back to my place. I could be wrong but I think Uber was already a thing by this point, but someone fact check me on that.

"So be honest with me," she said. She was about a foot shorter than me, and looked up at me with her big brown eyes. "Was it the best fucking head you'd ever had?"

"It was alright. Nothing to become obsessed over or anything," I said.

"Really now? Is that why I heard you've been asking all over about me?" she asked.

"You heard about that?"

"I showed your picture to some girlfriends the other day. They said you were at Jason's house a couple weeks ago talking about the busty nurse from Halloween who gave you the best head of your life. I said... that's me!"

The moment we got to my place and rushed into my room, I wasted no time pulling the tight brown dress off her body. She pushed me onto the bed.

"Remember this?" she asked before she deepthroated my cock. Good God she was the master of eye contact while doing it, too. I still have those brown eyes burned into my brain as her eyebrows furled up desperate for air right before she lifted herself up.

"Fuck, Lex."

She stroked me a little bit with her hand while she thought, then flipped back onto the bed. "I believe this was where we left off?" She spread her legs wide and invited me to crawl on top of her. She wrapped her arms around me once more, and this time I was able to get her panties off and put my cock inside her without being rudely interrupted. Everything happened so fast that she was still wearing her bra for the first few minutes. Her big tits compressed together and bounced under her chin with each thrust I took. She reached one arm back to unclasp it and throw it aside, letting them bounce freely. At one point I remember her pushing them together for me and staring up at me with a big smile. She loved the way I admired her body. She moaned loud and encouraged me to go harder. Faster. Deeper.

Finally when her knees were bent back to her head and her moans had turned to screams, I felt myself getting close. We hadn't even discussed condoms or birth control or any of that, but I had the presence of mind to pull out and cum all over her massive tits. She giggled and shook them in my face as I squirmed on top of her with every jolt in my body from my orgasm.

"That was amazing," she said. "But there was one problem."

"What's that?" I asked. No man ever wants to hear that!

"I wanted to ride you."

"Oh fuck, I'm sorry, I got caught up, I just..."

She gave me a kiss and jumped off the bed. "Don't worry," she said, looking back at me. "We'll save it for round 2. Whenever you're ready."

She walked into the bathroom to clean off, jiggling her ass in my direction as she walked. Fortunately I had the master bedroom in this house, so the bathroom was right there.

"Oh, and you're cumming inside me this time," she yelled in.

I laid back on the bed and stared at the ceiling with the biggest, cheesiest grin on my face. "Can't believe this my life" type shit.

We chilled out for a while to get our strength back and drink some water.

"I'm kind of a nympho, if you couldn't tell," she said as she laid her head on my chest and pushed her tits against my body. I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her close.

"I kinda got that," I said.

"Most guys say they like that but they don't. They always get tired of it."

"I'm not most guys."

"Most guys say that, too."

I leaned her over onto her back and got on top of her. I looked down deep into her eyes once more. She leaned forward and started to close them, anticipating a kiss, but I had another idea. I crawled backward until my feet fell off the edge of the bed and I got on my knees. I wrapped my arms around her legs and pulled her to the edge as she squealed in surprise. I went down on her already soaking-wet pussy, licking her clit and fingering her until she came. When that was done, I laid back on the bed.

"You wanted to ride me. Ride me."

She swung her leg over me and looked down. There were those fucking eyes again. This time, they had a fire in them. She didn't need to look at my cock to know what she was doing. She stared right into my soul as she lifted her body, grabbed my cock in her hand, and directed it inside of her. We both let out a moan.

She ran her hands through her hair as she bobbed up and down on me. It started slow and sensual, but soon she was bouncing and grinding like a woman possessed. Her tits bounced high in the air and dropped down on her stomach with a thud each time. I'm not a woman, but I can only imagine that must not feel great... but maybe I'm wrong. She grabbed them and held them close to her body as she pushed her hips back and forth. It didn't take much to make her cum again.

Soon she lowered her face down to mine, gave me a kiss, and kept grinding from this low angle with her tits pushed against me.

"I'm gonna cum," I whispered into her ear. That gave her the extra spark she needed to keep going. With one final groan, I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight against my body as I pumped her full of cum.

She lifted herself off and a rope of cum dripped out onto my stomach. My body and brain had started to shut down at this point, so I couldn't care less about it, but she licked it up for me.

Maybe it was because I had been waiting months for it, but I just remember this being one of the most incredibly sexual experiences of my life. We remained casual fuckbuddies for a while after that until she ended up moving back to New York.

And guess what? I liked it. And I never got tired of it.