he wanted to see what i look like when i’m really getting fucked [gf]

he used to ask me what it felt like. not sex in general, but what it felt like when someone else fucked me better than him. we’d be laying in bed, still breathless, his hand resting on my thigh, and he’d whisper it in that shaky, jealous tone i secretly loved. “do you think about them?” “did it feel different when he came inside you?” i’d smirk. “why, you want to watch?” he never said yes out loud. but he didn’t say no either. the guy i picked wasn’t special. he had a thick dick, sure, and he knew how to use it. but i didn’t pick him for personality. i picked him because i knew my boyfriend wouldn’t be able to stop watching once he saw me spread open for someone like that. i wanted to ruin him a little. we got a hotel room. king bed. mirror on the closet door. i told him to sit in the chair and not touch himself until i gave permission. he looked nervous, which made me wet. when the other guy arrived, we barely spoke. i stripped while locking eyes with my boyfriend. pulled my panties off slow. crawled onto the bed and let the other guy grab my hips like i was his. i didn’t even kiss him. i just spat on my hand and stroked his cock until it was hard, then sank down on it without a word. my boyfriend groaned. i started riding him. not romantic. not soft. just loud, slutty, bouncing hard enough to make the headboard slam. i told the guy to grab my tits. to fuck up into me. i moaned so loud i knew the whole floor could hear. and i made sure to glance back and smirk at my boyfriend every time i came. when the guy flipped me over and fucked me from behind, i looked right into that mirror. messy hair, makeup running, my mouth hanging open. and him — sweaty, thick, using me like i wasn’t even taken. when he came inside me, i screamed. not from pain. from the way it felt when he pulsed deep inside, fingers digging into my hips. i didn’t fake a thing. i let it drip out of me while i laid there panting, my legs still trembling. then i looked at my boyfriend and said, “you can jerk off now.” he didn’t last long.