[MF] Revenge on Cheating Ex

This story does not make me sound like a very good person. As I explained in my other post (https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7h27mi/fm_recruiting_at_my_hotel/), I am a petite, 20-year-old girl of Italian-Mexican descent with an asshole boyfriend who cheated on me. After I found out about one time he cheated—and some mutual friends knew I knew– they suddenly started telling me about several other times. I went from hurt—and finding comfort with the dude at my hotel in the other posting—to being pissed off beyond belief. The thought that I had sometimes shared him with another woman on the same day—that I had sucked on his cock after he’d fucked someone else—just made me furious. Telling him we were through just didn’t seem like enough—I wanted him to know how I felt.

There’s a guy who lives next door to me. He was always very flirty, and John (asshole ex boyfriend) had noticed this, and hated they guy as a result. He was older—early 30s—tall and fit. He was just what I needed.

I put on the shortest, tiniest shorts I own, and a t-shirt with no bra, and went over and knocked on his door. I made up some story about needing him to come to my apartment and fix the tv remote. I’m not sure why I felt like I needed a story—he would have just come over if I said, “Do you wanna come over?” But, either way, I had him in my apartment.

Miraculously, the remote was working fine. So, we were just sitting there on the couch awkwardly talking about nothing. I eventually got around to telling him I wasn’t myself—that I was sad—because I was breaking up with my cheating boyfriend. He tried to say some comforting things—like “He was always a dick to me. I never liked that guy.” I thanked him, smiled, and put my hand on his extreme upper thigh.

I saw he had noticed my braless nipples trying to poke through my t-shirt. I smiled, rubbed his thigh, and said something cheesy about being “lonely” without a boyfriend, and that was all it took. He leaned in close and said he didn’t want me to be lonely, and we kissed. His tongue was in my mouth and his hands were caressing my breasts in no time. My hand traveled the rest of the way up his thigh, and found a nice hard cock straining against his soft, knit shorts.

We stood up, and we continued to kiss while he squeezed my ass and I rubbed his cock through his shorts. I finally just grabbed his cock and said, “Come with me” – and led him by the cock into my bedroom. Neither of us was wearing much, and what we were wearing was gone immediately.

Being led by the cock definitely was hot to him, because his cock was just rock hard. I dropped to my knees to inspect it. Upon closer inspection, I couldn’t help but realize how cock-lucky I’d been lately. It was nice sized, and thicker—a little thicker than my hotel stud’s even—and completely clean shaved and harder than hard. He explained later on he’d been seeing a girl who liked her men shaved clean and liked do the shaving, so he always had a hairless package these days.

I loved his cock— and I loved having it in my mouth. It was just the perfect sucking cock – and I was very sloppily sucking it. As much as I like having a guy cum in my mouth (not sarcasm—I really do), that wasn’t what I needed him to do that day. I stood up and laid back on my bed. He kissed his way up my legs, and started kissing my (also clean-shaven) pussy and fucking me with his tongue a bit. It felt amazing, and I could have let him go on all day. But that wasn’t what I needed him to do that day, either.

Running my hands through his hair and moaning, I said, “That feels so good, but now I need you inside of me.” He was happy to comply. He slid up over me and I felt his cock teasing my entrance and rubbing on my clit. He was soooooo hard, and it felt so good to have his cock rubbing my pussy, but I literally needed him inside of me. “Please fuck me” was all I had to say. I felt him slide in immediately, and stretch me out and fill me up. I just gasped, then moaned happily as he started thrusting in and out of me. This was an experienced dude who knew how to fuck, and I was loving it. It didn’t take long for me to cum, and I just held him in me and shuddered – pinned to the bed by his thick hard cock.

He then started moving again—slowly at first, then faster and deeper—and I knew it wouldn’t be long. Being a gentleman (lol), he asked me where he should cum. I just wrapped my arms and legs around him and said “Deep”. That did it—he just said “Oh God”, and started shooting. Now, I’ve seen posts on here where women have said that they felt the actual cum filling them—I’ve never felt that. But I could feel his cock throbbing and pumping inside of me for a long time. I knew it was a good load—that WAS what I needed that day.

We cuddled and talked for a little bit. I played with his cock while we were talking, trying to get him to recover. He came back to life eventually, and I told him how dirty it made me feel to be fucked doggy style—as I rolled over and put my ass up in the air. His cock filled me up immediately, and he started pounding away. We didn’t “make love”—he fucked me, and he was good at it. I came for him a couple times as he pounded away, and then I could tell he was on the edge again. “I want to feel you cum in me again,” I said, and he did—hard and louder than the first time. I just rocked back and forth on his cock, flexing around his cock and draining him as best I could.

I pretended to be surprised at how late it had gotten in the day, and he took that as a hint to leave. I made him promise we’d see each other again soon (I enjoyed it), and he went back to his apartment.

OK—here’s the kind of shitty part. I needed him to leave because asshole ex was coming over after he got off work. I got dressed and waited. He showed up about a half hour later. I told him how much he had hurt me, and how we were done. He was such a dick—arrogant, unapologetic. It made what I was about to do much easier to do.

I told him he should go, then pretended to hesitate, and said, “Am going to miss some things,” with kind of a shy smile. I should explain—he had a longer then average tongue, and was very enthusiastic about oral sex. And enthusiasm counts—he was good at it. I think when we were together he made me cum more times with his tongue than his cock. And I loved it, and asked him for it often. So, it seemed almost normal for me to ask for it “one last time”—to his arrogant ass, at least.

We went to the bedroom—shades and thick curtains were drawn, so it was pretty dark. We both got naked, and I eagerly hopped up on his face, and felt that tongue enter me – deeply. I rode his face hard, and even played with his cock a little to keep him going.

He went at it hard, and tongued me so deep. The thought of this cheating dick unknowingly cleaning my neighbor’s cum out of me was so hot, and just felt right. I raised up a bit and shifted so he could suck on my clit—I was close. When he said how he loved eating my pussy, and loved how wet it was and how good it tasted, that pushed me over the edge. I came hard riding his face, and then just sent him on his way.

An hour later he got a snapchat that really pissed him off. And THEN he knew how I felt.

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