My girlfriend of 3 years finally agreed to let me post our pictures. I decided to include the story of how this all started, since I always find the story makes the pictures.
Late one friday night a few months ago (March to be precise), some friends were over having some drinks (OK we're college students so it was a bit more than "some"). Around 2 AM everyone said their goodbyes, leaving my girlfriend (hereafter "C"), my roomate and myself alone watching a movie. Around 2:30 the alcohol had caught up with me and I headed for bed. I ********** almost immediately, and awoke strangely around 7 AM. Usually I sleep like a log until around 10 on saturdays, but something felt wrong. Then I realized what it was: C wasn't in bed with me. Suspecting she ********** on the couch before she could make it to my room, I crept out to check on her. However, she wasn't on the couch. Then I thought perhaps she had left so I peer out the window, however her car is still parked out front. So I creep back over to my roomates room. As I approach I hear sounds, and slowly I begin to distinguish them as moans. No my roomates room is a mess: his door won't close properly and some of his venetian blinds are broken. Wanting to catch her in the act (as fuel for my forthcoming tirade) I sneak out the door quietly and walk around to his window. As I peer through the holes I see my girlfriend of almost 3 years completely naked and 69ing with my roomate. I will also take this opportunity to comment on my roomates "tool." He has to be the largest guy I've ever seen (in both girth and length). Granted, he's 6'5" but I never expected THAT. Finally I decide that I will wait and see if she confesses, so I quietly sneak back in, lock the door, and act like I'm getting a glass of water (now trying to be as loud as possible). As expected, she hears and shows up in my bed about 5 minutes later.
"Oh there you are. Where've you been?"
"Oh [M] and I were looking at something on his computer."
She didn't confess, so I tell her what I saw. She breaks down in tears and spills all the details. They made out for about 15 minutes, then he ate her out for at least 30 bringing her to multiple orgasms, and finally they 69ed until she heard me in the kitchen. He was constantly begging to fuck her, but she refused. At this point, through my anger, I realize I'm turned on by hearing the details of their encounter.
Nothing happens for about a month, and then one night I walk to the kitchen and notice them sitting close togethor on the couch. I was getting ready for bed, so I call her to come and and we fuck for 30 minutes. I'm exhausted and expect she is, too, however she says she will go back out and hang out with [M].
"You mean in [M]'s room."
"Well he did tell me to come over and I said I would. But NOTHING will happen, we're just gonna hang out. I'm not tired yet."
"You know he just wants to fuck you."
"Yeah, but I don't wanna fuck him. Don't worry nothing will happen."
I wake early in the morning, realize she isn't there, sneak outside, see her on her back getting pounded by that monstrous tool. I sneak back inside and lay in bed with butterflys in my stomach, unable to sleep, until she comes in (about an hour later!). She's sweaty and reeking of sex. She lays down and I roll over.
"I'm sooo sorry. I couldn't help myself. He knows my buttons and how to push them. So I let him eat me out, and the thought of him eating your cum out of my pussy turned me on so much that I let him..."
"Let him what (in an angy voice)?"
"Fuck me!(crying)?"
"Well, if you want to be a *****, then I might as well use you like one!"
I begin to mount her.
"But... but... he came in me!"
I can't stand it anymore. I turn her over and get beneath her to 69. I beign eating her out, the taste is undescribable. At one point a large glob of semen drops in my mouth.
We fuck, but I can barely feel anything. Her pussy is swolen and red. She was sore for a week.
Late one friday night a few months ago (March to be precise), some friends were over having some drinks (OK we're college students so it was a bit more than "some"). Around 2 AM everyone said their goodbyes, leaving my girlfriend (hereafter "C"), my roomate and myself alone watching a movie. Around 2:30 the alcohol had caught up with me and I headed for bed. I ********** almost immediately, and awoke strangely around 7 AM. Usually I sleep like a log until around 10 on saturdays, but something felt wrong. Then I realized what it was: C wasn't in bed with me. Suspecting she ********** on the couch before she could make it to my room, I crept out to check on her. However, she wasn't on the couch. Then I thought perhaps she had left so I peer out the window, however her car is still parked out front. So I creep back over to my roomates room. As I approach I hear sounds, and slowly I begin to distinguish them as moans. No my roomates room is a mess: his door won't close properly and some of his venetian blinds are broken. Wanting to catch her in the act (as fuel for my forthcoming tirade) I sneak out the door quietly and walk around to his window. As I peer through the holes I see my girlfriend of almost 3 years completely naked and 69ing with my roomate. I will also take this opportunity to comment on my roomates "tool." He has to be the largest guy I've ever seen (in both girth and length). Granted, he's 6'5" but I never expected THAT. Finally I decide that I will wait and see if she confesses, so I quietly sneak back in, lock the door, and act like I'm getting a glass of water (now trying to be as loud as possible). As expected, she hears and shows up in my bed about 5 minutes later.
"Oh there you are. Where've you been?"
"Oh [M] and I were looking at something on his computer."
She didn't confess, so I tell her what I saw. She breaks down in tears and spills all the details. They made out for about 15 minutes, then he ate her out for at least 30 bringing her to multiple orgasms, and finally they 69ed until she heard me in the kitchen. He was constantly begging to fuck her, but she refused. At this point, through my anger, I realize I'm turned on by hearing the details of their encounter.
Nothing happens for about a month, and then one night I walk to the kitchen and notice them sitting close togethor on the couch. I was getting ready for bed, so I call her to come and and we fuck for 30 minutes. I'm exhausted and expect she is, too, however she says she will go back out and hang out with [M].
"You mean in [M]'s room."
"Well he did tell me to come over and I said I would. But NOTHING will happen, we're just gonna hang out. I'm not tired yet."
"You know he just wants to fuck you."
"Yeah, but I don't wanna fuck him. Don't worry nothing will happen."
I wake early in the morning, realize she isn't there, sneak outside, see her on her back getting pounded by that monstrous tool. I sneak back inside and lay in bed with butterflys in my stomach, unable to sleep, until she comes in (about an hour later!). She's sweaty and reeking of sex. She lays down and I roll over.
"I'm sooo sorry. I couldn't help myself. He knows my buttons and how to push them. So I let him eat me out, and the thought of him eating your cum out of my pussy turned me on so much that I let him..."
"Let him what (in an angy voice)?"
"Fuck me!(crying)?"
"Well, if you want to be a *****, then I might as well use you like one!"
I begin to mount her.
"But... but... he came in me!"
I can't stand it anymore. I turn her over and get beneath her to 69. I beign eating her out, the taste is undescribable. At one point a large glob of semen drops in my mouth.
We fuck, but I can barely feel anything. Her pussy is swolen and red. She was sore for a week.
