True story:
My name is Mike and my ex is Lisa. I am 6' 200 lbs and have an 8"c. I am not lacking in the size department. The first time with Lisa I tore her. She was 5'4" long black hair B-cup tits and petite with a big booty. Lisa and I started dating in high school. She was a few years younger than I was. Things were good and we had an okay sex life. I ended up going to college a few hours away and she was still in high school. We kept in touch and I would see her about one weekend a month. I thought things were going well. A few months into dating long distance, she seemed harder and harder to get a hold of some nights. I thought nothing of it. One weekend while I was home spending time with her, her phone kept going off and she tried to play it off but I saw that it was from a guy. I immediately got jealous but didn't say anything.
I'm not proud of this but she went to bathroom and I checked her phone quickly. I saw that a guy named Steve was texting her and asking when he could see her again. A quick scroll through and I could see she had sent him nude photos of herself and he had sent some cock shots of himself. He was big but not as big as me. I immediately got jealous and horny at the same time. I put her phone back and laid down and waited for her to come back.
I decided to let it go that night. We had sex and things were good. I went home and struggled with emotions that night and found myself thinking on it more and more and I was super horny. I jerked a few times that night thinking of her cheating on me. I decided I would confront her about it the next time I saw her.
After a little bit of prodding and tears she finally admitted to hanging out with a guy from work. It started out with just talking after work. He kissed her one night and she said before she knew it he had his hand under her shirt and fondling her nipples. She didn't stop him. She said this happened a few times until he fingered her one night in the parking lot. She said she came so hard from it and felt guilty but didn't want to stop. She ended up giving him a handjob that night too. She said that she felt really guilty afterwards but he kept texting her and made her feel special. She said the next time she had her place alone (she lived with her mom) she invited him over to hangout for a movie and she ended up having sex with him. She said from there they started hooking up a few times a week sometimes with a condom but mostly with out (she was on b/c) She loved cum in her.
Well I felt completely betrayed and hurt. Yet turned on at the same time. She could see my bulge in my pants. She asked through her tears if I could forgive her. I didn't answer. She proceeded to undress and we had sex despite my mixed feelings. As we were laying there afterwards, so many thoughts were running through my head. I pressed for more answers. She told me that she would sometimes hook up with him before seeing me on the weekends I was home or sometimes after I had left. SHe told me she enjoyed teasing and being naughty sending dirty texts and pics and sneaking around.
Over the next few days we had serious talks about our relationship. I came to the realization I wanted her to continue. We would have sex while she was texting him and talking dirty. She seemed relieved to not have to hide things anymore and was quickly turning into a freak. I would pay closer attention when I saw her and see little hickies on the inside of her thighs and tits and see her pussy red and raw from her recent fucking....
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My name is Mike and my ex is Lisa. I am 6' 200 lbs and have an 8"c. I am not lacking in the size department. The first time with Lisa I tore her. She was 5'4" long black hair B-cup tits and petite with a big booty. Lisa and I started dating in high school. She was a few years younger than I was. Things were good and we had an okay sex life. I ended up going to college a few hours away and she was still in high school. We kept in touch and I would see her about one weekend a month. I thought things were going well. A few months into dating long distance, she seemed harder and harder to get a hold of some nights. I thought nothing of it. One weekend while I was home spending time with her, her phone kept going off and she tried to play it off but I saw that it was from a guy. I immediately got jealous but didn't say anything.
I'm not proud of this but she went to bathroom and I checked her phone quickly. I saw that a guy named Steve was texting her and asking when he could see her again. A quick scroll through and I could see she had sent him nude photos of herself and he had sent some cock shots of himself. He was big but not as big as me. I immediately got jealous and horny at the same time. I put her phone back and laid down and waited for her to come back.
I decided to let it go that night. We had sex and things were good. I went home and struggled with emotions that night and found myself thinking on it more and more and I was super horny. I jerked a few times that night thinking of her cheating on me. I decided I would confront her about it the next time I saw her.
After a little bit of prodding and tears she finally admitted to hanging out with a guy from work. It started out with just talking after work. He kissed her one night and she said before she knew it he had his hand under her shirt and fondling her nipples. She didn't stop him. She said this happened a few times until he fingered her one night in the parking lot. She said she came so hard from it and felt guilty but didn't want to stop. She ended up giving him a handjob that night too. She said that she felt really guilty afterwards but he kept texting her and made her feel special. She said the next time she had her place alone (she lived with her mom) she invited him over to hangout for a movie and she ended up having sex with him. She said from there they started hooking up a few times a week sometimes with a condom but mostly with out (she was on b/c) She loved cum in her.
Well I felt completely betrayed and hurt. Yet turned on at the same time. She could see my bulge in my pants. She asked through her tears if I could forgive her. I didn't answer. She proceeded to undress and we had sex despite my mixed feelings. As we were laying there afterwards, so many thoughts were running through my head. I pressed for more answers. She told me that she would sometimes hook up with him before seeing me on the weekends I was home or sometimes after I had left. SHe told me she enjoyed teasing and being naughty sending dirty texts and pics and sneaking around.
Over the next few days we had serious talks about our relationship. I came to the realization I wanted her to continue. We would have sex while she was texting him and talking dirty. She seemed relieved to not have to hide things anymore and was quickly turning into a freak. I would pay closer attention when I saw her and see little hickies on the inside of her thighs and tits and see her pussy red and raw from her recent fucking....
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