~Let me start this story off by saying I’m not a vindictive man. I try to not hold grudges, I do not have hate in my heart, and I don’t recommend doing what I did. Nevertheless, the experience was enjoyable enough, and I just discovered this sub so I thought the telling of my experience would be fun for a few of you. So without further adieu, here is the story of the first time I had sex with a ginger girl as backpack for my girlfriend cheating on me. Names have been changed to protect identities.~
Here’s the setup: a couple years ago I started dating this really cute girl who we shall call…Sara. Sara was a very sweet girl, she was nerdy and a little punkish with face piercing and a couple tattoos. Not exactly the type of girl I usually dated but I wasn’t about to look that gift horse in the mouth, she was super cute and I liked her all the same.
Our relationship had a rather rocky start. She, like many of my previous girlfriends, had…baggage. Her previous relationships had left her with some emotional complications and thus we had some roadblocks and hurdles to navigate before finding a comfortable place to be in. After a few months of dating, we started having sex and that’s where things got even worse. For starters, she was an awkward and shy girl in the bedroom, and I (not trying to brag just being factual) have a large penis. Her small figure, my size tool and the combined awkwardness made love making…difficult and very inconsistent. We’d often set days for me to visit her and plan to have sex later in the evening, but she would make excuses or reasons for why she wasn’t up for it, and thus frustration began to set in. I would ask her why we couldn’t have sex more often, and she would get mad thinking I only dated her for the sex, blah bah you probably have heard this before.
So with our relationship now set up, lets talk about the other two people who are important to this story. Let’s call them Ethan and Amy. I was friends with Ethan for a number of years before I dated Sara, we got along very well and had many years of good times as friends. Amy started dating Ethan before I started seeing Sara, but over time the four of us became good friends with one another and all got along well as friends and fellow couples.
Now let me tell you about Amy. Amy was a redhead. A ginger, if you’d call her. Pale skin, freckled face, fiery red hair. All the trademarks. Not only that but she had a body like you wouldn’t believe. She had curves for days! Wide hips, round butt, little bit of waist but not fat, and most obvious and recognizable of all were her huge breasts. Girl was only 18 when we met, but by god was she stacked. Damn things must have been nearly DDD in size and she was not shy is showing them off. She was proud of them and made sure we all knew it. It was incredibly hard to not look at them and be subtle about it, but there they were. I’d be lying if I didn’t say I was jealous of Ethan, as Sara was small chested and a much slimmer figure than Amy. But I still loved my girlfriend and found her equally attractive on her own.
Now…here’s where things go a bit screwy. After a year and a half of dating, Sara and I begin to fight a little more than usual. Our relationship was straining more and more, we almost never had sex and I was getting more and more frustrated with trying to keep our relationship together. I wanted it work, but at the time I didn’t see the writing on the wall: we were doomed to fail. And after a very long and difficult discussion we decided to have a break, of sorts.
Not long after we made this decision, I got a text from Amy of all people. She told me she had something very important to tell me. Now I didn’t want to drive all the way out to her location just to hear what she had to say, as I live a good 45 minutes out from the city and it was at least 11PM at the time. But she insisted what I had to hear was mean to be in person, not over the phone. So after some convincing, I reluctantly agreed to meet her. I drove out to meet up with her and we both sat in my car to discuss what she was so insistent I hear.
As it turns out…Sara had cheated on me….with Ethan.
Yeah.
Unbeknownst to me, Ethan had developed a crush on Sara over the course of getting to know her. Even though he had this smoking hot, busty redhead of a girlfriend he could fuck any time of the day (which he often bragged about doing) he still wanted MY girlfriend. And apparently, he got her one night. What I was told was that while we were dating, Sara had been talking to Ethan about our problems and sought his advice on what to do. You know, learn about how to deal with men form a male view. And it was during that time that Ethan began to…plant the seed of his intentions in her head. And one night after my girlfriend and I an argument, she called him up and went over to his place to let off some steam. It was then that he let off steam…inside her. It was totally consensual and oblivious to both myself and Amy. After finding out what they did, her and Ethan broke up and she thus felt compelled to tell me what happened.
I felt devastated and totally betrayed. It was one of the worst feelings I’ve ever felt in my life. Sara was everything to me and finding out she went behind my back like that, and with one of my closest friends of all people…I was in a total wave of mixed feelings and utter confusion over what to feel or think. Amy did her best to console me, but it didn’t help much.
I took her home, on her suggestion, and I went home myself to try and sleep off the heartbreak I felt. The next day Amy texted me again and asked how I was doing, to which I said not great. I didn’t want o be alone and I needed a distraction to forget my woes. She offered to keep me company and not really thinking of anyone else I could turn to, I took her up no the offer.
As you may no doubt have guessed, this is where the sex stuff happens. I went to her place and we hung out for a while. Watched T.V, played some video games and just tried to distract me from my misery. Eventually we were both on the couch, watching a movie when she decided to rest herself on me to get comfortable.
I did push her away, I didn’t really care. She wanted to get close to me, and I let her. I could feel a tingle int he pants I hadn’t felt in a while. It had been some time since I had sex, and so my frustration was palpable to say the least. Having Amy so close…it was intoxicating. Her smell, her skin, her presence…everything was incredibly sexual. I didn’t have much going on in my head other than that moment. I placed a hand around her to have that connection, it felt right. She squirmed to get comfortable, but it didn’t help. She sat up and looked me dead in the eye.
And she immediately grabbed my head and kissed me. At that moment…I can’t explain it but everything went blank. The feeling of her lips…her tongue exploring my mouth, it was unlike anything I felt with Sara. The passion behind it was enough to send me into a frenzy. With my fragile emotions already rocking my sensibilities, and my level of pent up sexual frustration, I lost all semblance of control and dove right in.
We made out on the couch for a good few minutes, but it wasn’t long before our hands began to wander and explore one other. I grabbed and felt her massive tits in my hands. They were huge, heavy and soft. Unlike any breasts I have felt. All my previous girlfriends were very small chested, nowhere near as well endowed as Amy. It my first time holding such magnificent examples of feminine fertility. The feeling of her chest, our kissing and the sensual atmosphere worked it’s magic on my crotch and my pants gave clear indication of my excitement.
Now Amy, she knew what she was doing. She had navigated a man’s pants on many occasions and knew exactly how to get them open so as to access the goods. She managed to unzip my pants and start rubbing my bulge, to which she was rather impressed with to be honest. Again, not trying to brag or anything but when you are a certain size girls will take notice. As it turns out, Amy was privy to my large wang (Sara had apparently mentioned it to her at some point) and she was interested in seeing if it was really the size she had heard it was. So after a little pants removal, there it was for her to see in all it’s glory.
Suffice to say, she was not disappointed. She immediately began to go to town on it, licking and sucking it like it was the world’s finest lollipop. To tell you all the truth, it was the best blowjob I’ve ever received. Amy was a master dick sucker, and she knew it. Her oral navigation of my meat stick was nothing short of pristine. It took every ounce of my being to not unload a fresh deposit of my baby batter in her mouth after only a few minutes of her tongue work. And that was before her tits came out to play.
Those puppies…my god where they magical. Huge and totally natural, with just the right amount of hang despite their size and weight. And much like her mouth, Amy knew how to use her tits to please. She managed to get her breasts around my cock and still have the head to suck on despite my size, which I never expected her to be able to do. But she knew how to get it done. And having already been taken nearly to the edge by her oral work, having my hog nestled between her two heavenly pillows was a tall order to not cream her entire user half.
Lucky for her I gave her plenty of warning, and the moment I exploded she took my cock balls deep in her mouth and didn’t even flinch as I unleashed a torrent of saved up man chowder. My eyes rolled into the back of my head it was so powerful an orgasm, but she took it like a champ. And as it turned out, she swallows. And swallowing cum was one of her biggest turn ons, so she was still raring to go. Lucky for me, I was so horny and sexually pent up that even after that mind blowing orgasm my dick is more than up to the task.
We both got naked and she wanted to ride me to start. So I sat on the couch and let her lower herself on me. She make a very sexy comment on how my cock was much bigger than she anticipated, but was dripping wet with the thought of getting fucked by a thick cock like mine. Well, that was all I needed to hear to wreck her like no girl before. We fucked for what felt like hours, getting sweatier and messier with each passing minute. Our bodies became like machines, moving from position to position to rail one another with the best results. Each of her orgasms made it that much easier for me to slide in and out of her increasingly wet pussy, my cock reaching deeper and deeper with each thrust.
Eventually my biggest and final orgasm was approaching and it wasn’t until then that I realized I wasn’t wearing a condom. Now, thankfully for us both she was on the pill, so there wasn’t no real danger there. But I was still somewhat nervous of something neither of us wanted happening, so she told me to give her my final load on her chest. Which worked for me cause I had always wanted to see her massive tits with a nice hot load of spunk on them, and now I was going to make that happen. So once I was ready to unleash the spray, I puled out on turned her over to face me.
Much like the first cumshot, this one was powerful and plentiful. I caked her chest and part of her face with a thick, sticky mess of my hot n’ ready frosting, to which she was more than happy to receive.
After the sex was over and the two of us where both exhausted, sweating and covered in various bodily juices, we took a shower together to clean up. As we cleaned up, we started fooling around again…and ended up having one more round in the shower. It wasn’t nearly as long or intense as our session before, but it was still a desperately needed bang to finish each other off.
So after our night of passionate, furious fucking Amy and I parted ways and tried to have a normal friendship. Suffice to say, that didn’t work. She ended up going BACK to Ethan despite what happened. She disregarded me and acted as though I barely even friend, giving me sufficient evidence that she was, in fact, a slut who just used people to get shit. I sadly didn’t see it until it was too late and I already fell into it. She used our night of sex to fuel further discontent between Ethan, Sara, and myself. And it worked. Her and Ethan went on to date for a few more months before they too fell apart and broke up for good, resulting in her moving back to her hometown one province over (I’m Canadian) and Sara and I never speaking to one another again and me.
I ended up losing everything, and gaining nothing but a single night of crazy hot sex and a story of caution. While my story doesn’t have the happiest of endings, the events are both true and enlightening. I still haven’t been able to find another girlfriend in the meantime, but I can say for certain I’ve learned from my experiences and gained better insight from it.
So that was my story of the first time I had sex with a ginger girl. Hopefully you readers enjoy the contents of my tale, the sex stuff more than anything, but maybe the events of my relationship disaster will give something to someone as well. Thanks for reading. :)
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5wqj3t/mf_my_first_ginger_experience_cheating_revenge
It’s my belief that redheads are heroin in female form. Its a lot of fun in the moment but they will kill you sooner or later.
At least for me anyway.
The three of them sucked ass. Better off they’re out of your lives.
It’s like this story is straight out of some r/redpill fantasy “field report” about AWALT.
Well written, hot story none the less
It’s really…annoying when you write like…this.