Becca Bellamy
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Her Ex is Back in Town
🕑 Added 2024-02-28 05:47:23 +0000 UTC“Baby, my ex is back in town. He asked me to meet for coffee. I...I think I want to go. Would that be okay with you?” your beautiful girlfriend asks as she turns from the window and smiles at you.
She looks stunning in a skimpy blue bra and panty set and you can’t help but feel like she neglected to put any clothes on for a reason. You’ve heard about her ex-boyfriend. You’ve heard about the way he used to make her feel.
“Isn’t he the one that used to...well, that used to...”
You can’t quite get it out. You can’t ask your girlfriend if this is the ex-boyfriend that fucked her better than any man ever had.
"Yes, that’s him,” she says.
You thought she might tell you that was years ago or that she wasn’t thinking about that. She doesn’t, though. Instead, she bites her lower lip and lets her fingers drift between her cleavage and down her taut stomach. It might have been years ago, but it seems clear that she’s thinking about him.
“Are you thinking about him?” you ask. You need to know. For some reason you’re getting excited at the idea of your girlfriend thinking about another man.
She nods and pushes a hand into her panties.
“Is that okay?” she asks. “Is it okay that I’m thinking about him?”
“Is it turning you on?” you ask.
She nods and begins to play with her pussy in those tight blue panties.
“Is it smart for you to have coffee with him?” you ask. “Isn’t there a chance that...well, that you might be thinking about him this way when you’re sitting across from him?”
She nods again.
“Are you just going to think about him...or are you going to do something about those thoughts?” you ask.
You’re sporting an erection now. You’re thinking about your girlfriend fooling around with her ex-boyfriend and you’re hard. There’s no denying your desire.
She reaches out and caresses your cock through your pants while she plays with her pussy. “It looks like you’d be okay with me doing something with him,” she says. “So maybe that’s what I’ll do. Maybe I’ll just have a little fun just one time with my ex-boyfriend. Would that be okay?”
Your girlfriend unzips your pants and reaches inside. Her fingers are warm and soft on your cock.
“What if I took you to coffee?” you ask. “Maybe I could give you what he used to give you. Maybe I could make you feel like he did.”
Your girlfriend tilts her head and makes a playfully sad face at you, suggesting that the idea of you giving her what her boyfriend used to is a little bit pitiful.
“What if I don’t want you to go?” you ask.
She pulls your cock out and strokes you a little faster. She looks down at your dick – which is painfully stiff – and back up at you.
“Who should I believe?” she asks. “You, or your dick?”
You wish you weren’t so hard. You wish you weren’t so hard at the idea of your girlfriend doing something naughty with her ex. You wish your dick was soft, that you were nauseated by the idea of her having sex with some other guy.
“What if I promised to come home and tell you all about it?” your girlfriend asks in a soft, sweet voice as she steps closer.
She kisses your neck and sucks gently on your skin like she knows you love. “What if I made you feel good like he makes me feel good? Would you let me go then?”
You know you don’t really have a choice in the matter. You don’t control your girlfriend. You don’t get to decide whether she goes or not. You know she wants your blessing, though. She wants you to tell her that she can go fuck another guy and come home to you. She wants you to set her free for one afternoon.
“Please…” you say, though you’re not entirely sure what you’re pleading for.
“It will just be this once,” she whispers. “My pussy needs him. It’s aching for him. I can’t stop thinking about him since he texted me.”
She releases your cock and pulls her panties down, revealing her smooth pussy. She takes your hand in hers and guides your fingers between her legs.
“Feel me,” she whispers. “Feel how wet I am.”
She presses your fingers against her pussy. She opens up and you slide into her. She’s wet. Soaked, even.
“Is that for him?” you ask.
She bites her lip and nods.
“I can’t stop thinking about him,” she says as you gently work your fingers in and out of her. She closes her eyes and moans.
“Can’t you just stay here? Can’t I just make you feel good while you think about him? Can’t I just play with your pussy while you think about him? Do you have to go and see him? Do you have to fuck him?” you ask.
Your girlfriend looks into your eyes and pulls you closer. She kisses you as your fingers slide in and out of her pussy.
“It’s not the same,” she whispers. “I need him. I need to feel him inside me. I need to feel him on top of me. I need him to fuck me.”
You finger her faster and a little harder, hoping that somehow you can make her forget about her ex. She reaches up and grabs your arm as a loud moan escapes her lips. Perhaps your plan is going to work. Perhaps you can make her cum and she’ll skip her coffee and stay with you.
“Fuck…” she says. She closes her eyes again. Her pussy feels wetter. It feels like she’s gushing around your fingers. “Oh fuck, I’m cumming!”
She grabs your arm and pulls your fingers from her pussy as she climaxes. You smile victoriously. It doesn’t matter that she was thinking of someone else. You got her off. You made her cum.
Your girlfriend smiles as she recovers from her orgasm. “Thank you,” she says. “That was a wonderful little appetizer. Now I’m going to be nice and wet when he fucks me.”
Your shoulders drop as disappointment rushes through you. You didn’t stop her. You only delayed the inevitable.
Your girlfriend sees the disappointment in your eyes. She sees your slumped shoulders and the sadness you’re emanating.
She drops to her knees in front of you. She wraps her lips around your cock and takes you in her mouth. She swallows every inch of your dick and her tongue slips out to lick your balls just a little.
“Holy fuck,” you say as you lean against the wall.
Your girlfriend offers you a world of pleasure in the span of fifteen seconds. She sucks your cock with greater passion than you’ve experienced in months. She deepthroats you over and over. She plays with your balls. She strokes you. She moans for you.
Then it’s over. Your cock falls from her lips and she stands up. There’s a giddy smile on her face.
“I promise I’ll finish that when I get home, only I’ll make it even better. All you have to do is agree to let me have coffee with my ex-boyfriend. Let me have coffee with him and I’ll come home and literally blow your mind,” she says.
“Okay,” you say.
Your girlfriend hops up and down as she claps her hands. She gives you a quick kiss on the cheek and slips past you to get ready.
It was only a matter of time before you cracked. There was no stopping her. She’d decided before you walked in the room that she was going to meet her ex for coffee. She was just playing with you. There was no point in saying no. It was going to happen either way. At least now you get a great blowjob out of it.
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“Sorry I was gone so long,” your girlfriend says as she enters the apartment and tosses her keys on the counter.
She pulls the cute blue sundress over her head and tosses it on the floor. Her bra and panties are gone and her pussy looks pink and wet. She wasn’t gone for five hours because they were on a long walk in the park. She was most definitely fucking him.
She walks past you and towards the bedroom. “Come on,” she says. “Unless you’re not interested in a blowjob.”
You hop off the couch and follow her to the bedroom. She spins around and sits on the edge of the bed with her legs closed.
“Are you curious about what I’ve been doing for the past five hours?” she asks.
You nod as you stare at her naked body. You imagine another man touching it. You imagine him doing as he desired with her.
“What do you think I’ve been doing?” she asks as her legs slowly part.
“I don’t know,” you say. You know. Of course you know. She’s been fucking someone else. She’s been driving you crazy by having sex with her ex for the past five hours. You can’t say it, though. It feels weird to admit it. It feels weird to admit that you know she’s been fucking someone else and you’re still in the bedroom with what is now an erection in your pants.
She stands up and walks towards you. She reaches out and unzips your pants for the second time that day. Her fingers reach inside and pull out your cock.
“Are you sure you haven’t been thinking about me all day? Are you sure you haven’t been imagining me doing all sorts of naughty things with my ex all day? Isn’t that why your cock is so hard? Isn’t that why your cock got hard before I even touched you?” she asks.
You close your eyes as her fingers deliver an otherworldly kind of pleasure.
You feel her lips against yours. Her tongue darts out and you open your mouth. The kiss turns deeply passionate as she invades your mouth and strokes your cock. The pleasure spreads. It fills your body.
“Can you taste him?” she whispers.
You groan.
“He wanted to cum again and my pussy just couldn’t take another pounding so I sucked him off before I left,” she says. “I sucked my ex-boyfriend’s cock and swallowed his cum less than thirty minutes ago. Another man’s cock came in your girlfriend’s mouth and I came home and kissed you.”
You groan turns into a whimper. You don’t want what she’s saying to turn you on, but you don’t seem to have a choice in the matter. It turns you on. There’s no stopping it.
“Do you want me to kiss you again?” she asks while gathering the precum at the tip of your cock. She strokes you faster, using your leakage as lube.
You nod.
Your girlfriend kisses you again. She pushes her tongue deep into your mouth. It doesn’t really taste any different, but that doesn’t stop you from feeling an unfamiliar, overwhelming kind of arousal at the idea of her sucking someone else’s cock and coming right home to you.
You moan into her mouth as she kisses you. She strokes your cock faster as the head rubs against her taut, naked stomach.
Then, without warning, you cross into a place of the purest pleasure and you cum. Your cum sprays against her stomach and drips down her thighs and onto the floor. She slows her strokes but continues to gently work the head of your cock, drawing out your climax and providing you with intense pleasure.
“Sorry,” she says. “I didn’t realize you’d cum so quickly. I guess my ex kind of spoiled me today.”
Your heart pounds in your chest and you’re a little lightheaded as you hold onto your girlfriend for balance. You can’t find any words. All you can do is ride the waves of pleasure still rushing through your body.
She releases your cock and grabs a handful of tissues to clean up the mess you made.
“Good news,” your girlfriend says. “My ex is actually moving back to town. He said he’s willing to fuck me anytime I want, so I guess this wasn’t just a onetime thing.”
She wipes your cum off her stomach and thighs and cleans the mess at the tip of your cock.
“It seems like you’re okay with that though, right?” she asks.
You can’t really argue with that.
