So, back in 2015, Ramona and I were dating, but I was a total dick, and she dumped me over text, blocking me everywhere. She moved on fast, getting her pussy pounded by some new guy while I was out here, fucked out of my mind on drugs, begging her to take me back.
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She'd unblock me just to rub it in, talking about how amazing her new guys was, and his cock, like it’s a magic wand, stretching her pussy wide, fucking her in uni toilets with his dick deep inside her, in restaurant bathrooms where he'd ram her from behind, her tits pressed against the cold mirror, his cock sliding in and out, her pussy wet and sloppy. She'd describe dark alley fucks, his cock pounding her guts, his balls slapping against her swollen pussy lips, making her scream in ecstasy. She loved making me squirm listening to all this.
Fast forward to 2019, after her latest breakup, she hits me up again, and we eventually become besties, but she still kept throwing her sex stories at me, bragging about how her ex had this 8-inch monster, fucking her everywhere – in a park at 7pm, her on all fours, his balls smacking against her, filling her pussy so much she was dripping cum. She'd give me a sneak peak of the nudes she sends him, making me feel like the smallest-dicked loser in the world.
I tried to fuck someone else, but couldn't even keep my cock hard. Ramona finds out and loses it, calling me every degrading name, reminding me how she never came with me, how my dick was the tiniest she'd ever seen. She'd go into excruciating detail about how all the men she slept with, after me made her squirt, how they’d slap her ass red, making her cum so hard she saw stars, her pussy clenching around their big cocks, her juices flowing down her thighs.
She gives me this ultimatum: be loyal or fuck off. Even with my loyalty, she was out there, her pussy never resting, getting fucked by a new guy every day. She'd disappear, then come back with stories like how she got double-teamed by these Greek guys, one in her pussy, one in her ass, both cocks thrusting in sync, stretching her out till she was leaking cum like a tap. She'd talk about how they'd take turns, one guy licking her pussy while the other fucked her deep, how she'd beg for more.
She'd describe how one night, she had three BBCs, all friends in one apartment, just getting drunk and getting fucked by each one. One made her deep-throat, his cock hitting the back of her throat, making her gag on cum, another hit her G-spot, whispering dirty shit in her ear, making her moan, the third fucked her in every position – missionary, doggy, cowgirl, her begging for more dick, her pussy swollen and used.
When she visited me in December 2019, she said she'd take me back if I was obedient, and agree to no sex until marriage. We both made a pact on that, but then, three weeks later, she fucks some guy in a bar car park, and calls me immediately and apologizes. I was furious and surprisingly aroused. I made her tell me all about it, and she went on telling me how he bent her over the car, her skirt up, his cock inside her, stretching her pussy, her screaming "Harder!" His cum all over her face, dripping down to her tits, shaking with each orgasm. And I was weirdly turned on, getting hard just listening to her recount how he made her cum over and over, how she watched in the mirror, his dick sliding in and out, her body reacting with each thrust.
As I was jerking off to it, I came up with the idea of giving her a hall pass, and then on, our whole relationship was about her being in control, me being her little bitch, caught in this dirty, twisted cycle of jealousy, arousal, and complete submission. I was hopelessly hooked on the fucked-up games, every detail of her sexual escapades glued into my mind.
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