I think about that night often. The night the love of my life told me exactly how it would all play out. Wearing little leggings and a tight tank top she straddled me and began speaking not even checking if any of my roommates were listening…. “I’m so horny tonight babe I need some dick.” She could feel me growing through the thin fabric of her leggings and my shorts. She smiled and kissed me before pulling away.
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“I want you to be ok knowing I’m going to get some. I’m going to put on something slutty and I’m going to get him to fuck me finally.” Confused, I asked “who’s him?” And she just laughed saying “that guy I told you about from that party?” I thought back and all I could recall was some guy who had been texting her dick pics of his big black cock that she told me was a creep and not to worry about.
Fast forward one weekend and she went out of town with her girlfriends to her hometown. I’m sitting at the bar with a buddy when I get some snaps. It’s her, her girlfriends, and a group of black guys. I didn’t hear from her the rest of the night, and I went to sleep nervous.
When I woke up she called me. “Babe, it happened… I finally got what I need and it was incredible and I need you to be ok with it if we’re going to stay together.” Again confused, I said “what happened?” She said “you know what happened, I grinded against his dick all night and at the end of the night he bent me over, and he fucked me raw as hard as he could. I literally told you it was going to happen and you didn’t say anything about stopping it… so I did it!”
Why didn’t I stop her? I think about it often.
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