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So at one point I was very lucky when it came to women I somehow managed to find and attract women that had no business talking to a guy like me. One in particular I loved and I believed she loved me. She was short, beautiful short blonde hair, blue eyes, an hour glass figure that just blew my mind. Perfect tits an amazing big ass all around a solid 8 on her worst day.
I always sorta had a feeling that she was using me, what’s a girl like that doing with a guy like me? And I knew I couldn’t satisfy her as she wanted in the bedroom. I’m a bit on the smaller side and she’d told me she was a bit of a size queen in a way a proud slut in her younger years.
Well despite all of that our relationship was amazing for the first year or so absolutely head over heels for one another that honey moon phase felt like it would never end. Until inevitably it did. At this time my love was a bar tender at a local bar not far from our place. Which obviously meant long nights for her which I didn’t mind I wasn’t insecure, I trusted her.
Things started going a little far when her late nights turned into early mornings. The bar she worked closed at midnight I believe and again it wasn’t far from the house so when she started coming home drunk every night at 3-4am. I got a little suspicious but she would always tell me something along the lines of she was by herself and had to clean and close up everything. Or her and her coworkers shared some drinks after work. I didn’t press it much further than that I didn’t care I trusted her.
Although there was one guy she worked with who did make me insecure the guy was a stunning South American prince well over 6ft muscular and handsome the guy looked like he was a model. Through time this system went on and eventually the insecure thoughts got me, and I went through her phone. On which I found some texts she’d been having with an ex boyfriend, and after going through her photos I found some high quality professional level nudes of which I hadn’t received, the ones I got were always some lazy titty picks something like that. Also in photos I found a picture of her in the bathroom of her work completely naked.
It sparked a fire in me I was unbelievably turned on by this I would jerk off in private thinking of her with other men. To which I was open with her about I started getting more curious about her past experiences. Which she caught onto.
She eventually she got more bold with her behavior going out dressed sluttier than ever, coming home later and later. As our sex life slowly faded away. One day she came home and took me to bed I started fucking her and I could feel her pussy was stretched and used freshly filled I could feel cum already leaking out of her and she was cumming more than ever. Upon this realization I nutted almost instantly to which she just laughed. Got up and showered.
Another night she came home and without saying a word to me within seconds of being in the door she had her clothes off and she jumped my bones dragging me to the bedroom obviously I had no reservations about this I followed her lead. She forced my head down to her pussy for me to eat her out. As I would normally do every time we had sex as my dick wasn’t enough to make her cum alone. I immediately start sucking her pussy and notice a strange texture and taste to it immediately recognizing it as cum. I looked up at her and she was in pure ecstasy she laughed in satisfaction at the sensation of my mouth on her freshly used pussy tasing her lovers cum. Like I was nothing other than a toy to her. I continued on, eating her until she told me to fuck her. Again that same feeling when I did I couldn’t feel her she was so stretched out, she laughed at me desperately trying to fuck her used pussy.
This went on for a while her inevitably treating me like a door mat. Subpar to her secret lover. To which I knew of. We never really spoke of it but the dynamic was there we both knew. Still tho I became a good cuck to her, cleaning her, letting her belittle and humiliate me. Taking her sloppy seconds. All of which I found incredibly hot.
This eventually spiraled into more, Chasity for me, other men for her. Stories for another day.
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