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Our sex life hadn't been this active since the first months when we started dating. Almost every day we were all over each other, teasing and talking about what's had happened last weekend. She could just randomly drop his name and I got hard and usually that was her sign that she needed another pounding. It was pure bliss.
She went to his place two weeks later and stayed the night again. It would be their first time not using condoms and I was a little bit nervous. My girlfriend really likes to immerse herself when she's on a date so I didn't get a single text after her initial confirmation that she had arrived. When I heard the keys in the afternoon of the next day I raced to the door. She hugged me with a satisfied and tired slime. "I have slept maybe three hours" she told me. I made her a tea and we sat down on the sofa. With the tea in one hand she started giving me a hand job while telling me about her date.
They had not lost any time when she arrived and spent most of the day fucking before they headed to a bar in the evening. There they had met with some friends of his. It was a mixed group but she obviously got a lot of attention from the guys. She had worn a short dress and as the night and drinks progressed she could see their eyes lingering. Her bull had behaved like she was his girlfriend, holding her in his arms, kissing her from time to time and even smacking her ass which caused some giggles in the group. After the bar they went dancing and my girlfriend being one of the two girls in the group dance with everyone a little. "His friends are so cheeky" she told me. "They invited me for so many shots and while dancing I always had hand on my ass". She giggled, it was obvious she had enjoyed the attention. Something her bull and I had apparently in common, it was just so much fun showing her off.
They had eventually gone home and fucked some more. "It was so awesome to not care about the condoms anymore. I don't think we would have remembered anyways, we were so drunk" she told me with a grin. I was close to cumming at that point and when she realised she bend forward and whispered into my ear. "I didn't think much about you the last two days. I was his and his alone. He fucks me rougher than you ever did and I love it. I need it." I came hard all over her hand. She took a nap and when she awoke we fucked again like crazy.
Another three weeks went by, not much happened. Our sex life was active and we experimented a little bit with anal. She got herself a butt plug and would wear it when we fucked. She also wore it when she had online classes. After those she was so horny and basically jump on me when I returned home in the evenings. I could see she texted a lot during these three weeks and when asked she told me that she had been sexting with her bull.
The weekend came where they would meet. It was a long weekend and they'd spend time from Thursday evening all the was Monday morning together. It was a little weird seeing her pack a big travel bag for the four nights. I joked around that be should start having some clothes at his place and to my little surprise my girlfriend took it as a serious suggestion and packed some extra sets for future dates. "This is getting more serious each time, are you sure you're okay with that?" she asked me, adding to the many conversations we have had about our relationship. I repeatedly had encouraged her to seek out such a connection and enthusiastically did it again this time. However I always appreciated her checking in with me.
My answer painted a smile on her face that turned into a cheeky grin. "We should meet up in public again this weekend" she told me. "Just this time you won't be able to come home with us afterwards. How would you like that?" I loved the idea. She'd let me know spontaneously when and where to meet them. That was another power play from her side, designed to keep me on edge all weekend. After a long kiss she departed. Half an hour later I received a single message: "Arrived at my boyfriends place!".
The days felt endless. I tried to distract myself with studying but it was like sitting on bees. I lost count on often my thoughts drifted to them and I had to take a quick masturbation break. The worst we're the evening when I was trying to sleep. With nothing to distract myself I drifted in an out of sleep, unable to differentiate between fantasy and dream. Images of my girlfriend kissing, cuddling and fucking him floated in my mind. I was constantly wondering if they were fucking in this very moment. What they might be doing and if she was thinking about me at all. She was with a more handsome man right now who had more money and a bigger dick than me. Cuckold angst started creeping in but it only made me hornier. I was caught in a loop of worry and intense bliss.
Then finally, 3 days in on Sunday morning I received a text. "We're going to head to the park now and chill a little there if you want to join us." I basically jumped out of bed. My heart was racing. What would be waiting for me?
It took me a little to get ready and reach the park as it was close to his place. When arriving I first couldn't find them but eventually spotted them on a blanket underneath a tree. I had failed to recognise them at first because my girlfriend was wearing a dress that I had never seen on her. It was a short summer dress that was close to see through and had an open back. Normally she wasn't the kind of girl to wear such revealing clothes in public but I assumed that was an example of how she felt like "a completely different woman" with him. Something she had often told me.
They hadn't seen me yet as they were sitting facing away from where I had entered the park. Having gone close to crazy wondering about them I made a quick decision and sat down on a park bench in the shadows from where I could watch their dynamic a little. They were indistinguishable from a real couple freshly in love. They seemed very relaxed and in a good mood, cuddling by each other and talking. Occasionally they kissed and they were soft kisses full of passion. He whispered something in her ear and she laughed before embracing him and showering him with kisses. I was stunned, this had gotten far more intimate than last time. My heart was beating like crazy in my chest and I was rock hard. I felt like it was a good moment to join them so I got up and walked towards them.
She spotted me when I got close and waved at me. This time there was no guilt on her face. Instead I sensed something closer to pride. "Come sit with us" she yelled towards me with a big smile. Her demeanor had changed. Usually she was much more shy and soft spoken but now she seemed more outgoing and forward. I sat down with them and complimented her new dress. "Thanks! Yeah, my boyfriend bought it for me a couple of days ago." she told me enthusiastically. Again I couldn't fail to notice how much more comfortable she was calling him her boyfriend. While she had cringed about it in the beginning and drawn out the word in order to make it obvious she was roleplaying, now it came over her lips so naturally. "And the best part, it's easy access" she said and lifted the dress up without much care for her surroundings, revealing her clean shaven pussy. She laughed loudly at my surprised face. It was something she had always been too shy to do with me.
We moved the topic of the conversation to the last few days. The day before they had been at a spa with friends. It was a nice spa that my girlfriend and I had been before once but due to the high entry fees hadn't been able to go again. It was a nudist spa that had gotten us in a horny mood during our visit. However back them she was way too shy to do anything. This time however her confidence had been higher. "This little slut always forgot to put on her bathrobe outside the sauna" her bull told me. "She was teasing my friends and everybody there". My girlfriend just giggled unapologetically. "If you got it, flaunt it" she said with a big grin. "Oh, you got a lot to flaunt." he replied, pulling her towards him. She submissively lowered her voice, almost moaning. "And it's all yours" before they started kissing passionately. For the next few minutes the conversation stoped and a spend my time snacking on watermelon while listening to their heavy make out sounds.
We continued to talk a little more. Turns out she had not only run around naked at the spa but also gotten fingered by him in the steam sauna. "You should have seen his friends" she giggled. "They got so hard. I had so spray then with cold water before we could leave the sauna." Her bull chuckled too. "That's only because you made sure to 'accidentally' brush against their dicks with your ass when we got in." She burst out into laughter. "Hey, they were the ones pulling me on their laps in the whirlpool." I couldn't believe what I heard or saw. This kind of public play wasn't something she had ever been comfortable. Flirting this openly with other guys also was new. Usually my girlfriend disliked too much male attention. Apparently as his girlfriend she enjoyed it a lot.
We continued to talk and after two good hours he signalled that it was time to leave. My girlfriend jumped up and and I could again see her bare pussy underneath her short flowy dress. We packed and she made it a point to bend over in front of me while picking up up the blanket. "Still all his. You get me back tomorrow " she whispered in my ear before returning to her bull like nothing happened. They left hand in hand like a cute couple and I stood there not fully being able to process what had happened. My girlfriend was almost unrecognisable.
I raced home with a raging boner, my head spinning and the urgent need to masturbate. I had just started when I received a message from her, it was a selfie of her, her bull and his friends in the spa. They were wearing bathrobes. My girlfriend was standing in the middle holding up piece signs with her hands and cheekily sticking out her tongue. His friends and her bull had a smug grin on her face. The picture didn't show anything sexual but the vibe was clear, she was their slut, their little attention whore.
I masturbated for hours staring at this picture before I made dinner and went to bed. The next morning I woke up to the sounds of keys in the door. There she stood, my girlfriend, from the looks of it she had left her bag at his place. Her hair was a bit messy and she was wearing sweatpants and a hoodie that I didn't recognise. They were way too big so I assumed they were his. She jumped into my arms, showering me with kisses. "I have missed this" she sighted. "I love being a slut but you will always be my home" she confessed. I carried her to the bed, ready to reclaim her. But when I started undressing her I was shocked. Written with permanent marker, all over her belly and back was his name. "Oh yeah that" she admitted with a huge grin. "He thought you'd like it." That day I didn't go to university because I was too busy fucking her over and over and over again.
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