My girlfriends slutty past with her ex-boyfriend [MF]

Hi, this is my story of when I realized my girlfriend was a slut, just not for me. For some background I’m 26 in good athletic shape. My girlfriend, Amanda, is 25. She was a college athlete back at university and still has the same fantastic body. One great thing about playing soccer every day is the amazing ass!

So for the story. We had been dating for roughly 4 years at this point. We met in college and instantly hit it off. The first few years of the relationship were fantastic. We were having sex nearly every day and there were no complaints from either side. Amanda was very dominant, she knew what she wanted and I knew how to give it to her. We had explored many different fetishes and had talked about anything that we could possibly do. We knew precisely what was on and off limits for both of us. 15 year old me would have been high fiving myself for landing such a perfect girl. As the years went on sex became less frequent as it does in most relationships. Every day turned into every other day, and then once a week. Our sex life was in a rut.

We never were afraid to use toys. We actually had quite the collection. Some dildos were the same size as my dick, others slightly larger, but I did notice that she always did want to use one specific dildo. This one was very lifelike, and was considerably larger than my own. Just a little description, I’m about 5 inches and the thickness is proportional to the length, I’m the epitome of average. That being said, I thought no big deal, I’m not a self conscious person by any means so it didn’t bother me. However as sex became less frequent, the use of the larger dildo did not. It became more frequent. This was all fun and games until one day I joked about how it was possible for that dildo to even fit…

We had talked about ex’s sizes before and she just normally gave me the generic I don’t know, you’re all about the same size, just different shape. But apparently this was just to not make me self conscious. After I said the joke, she told me the truth about her most recent ex. She held the large dildo up and with her hands marked an imaginary spot about 2 inches longer than the dildo and gripped just slightly larger than the already VERY thick diameter. Her ex was packing a monster.

I was angry when she told me this. I had been lied to and I didn’t want to think about her having someone else’s dick inside of her, let alone a massive one from her dochebag of an ex, Brandon, who she claimed, “didn’t care about her during sex, he just wanted something to use”. She understood my anger and did her best to apologize and calm me down, ensuring me that it didn’t matter, but I was too angry to relax. I couldn’t get the image out of my head of her laying on the bed, legs pushed back over her head, getting rammed by a cock that was easily double my size. Yet the whole time I was thinking about it I couldn’t get my boner to go away. No matter how much I thought about her tight little body getting thrown around the bed into whatever position he wanted. Her getting down onto her hands and knees with her dripping pussy sticking up in the air while her face softly presses into the the bed and her hands grip the sheets. Her pussy stretching to its limits to fit his massive cock. His big heavy balls slamming into her body with every thrust, while she begs for the cum to pour into her thoroughly used, wet pussy. None of these thoughts helped at all, and if you couldn’t already tell, this is the part of my life when I realized I… enjoyed…. the thought of my beautiful, dominant, independent girlfriend being used by someone else.

Amanda took my anger as a sign to change. The dildo took a vacation to our sex box in the closet, and my dick took precedince. Our sex life was back to normal. Normal was good. Normal is what I wanted. We were back to the way we were when we first started dating. Only this time I started to notice things that I hadn’t before, the details were very subtle. Her moaning was less enthusiastic. Her orgasms were less intense. The way she squirmed, moved and gasped all somehow seemed more forced and less involuntary. Every time I mentioned that something felt off, she would shrug it off with an excuse. It was very apparent that Amanda’s mind was somewhere else when she used the dildo vs when I was fucking her with my dick.

I decided to flat out ask Amanda if she ever thought about her ex, Brandon, while she was using the dildo. Her face got beet red… I knew the answer to the question before she even began to deny it. My stomach dropped as I realized my own dick would never match up with what she once had. She adamately claimed that she had no feelings for Brandon in any way, and on this note I did believe her. Remembering another important detail, I prodded further.

“If you liked the sex so much, why did you always say he didn’t care about you and just used you for sex”. Her facial expressions revealed her true thoughts on the matter. My sweet innocent girlfriend who I had never known to be anything but dominant, did in fact enjoy being “used”.

Deep down I know why I said the next thing I was about to say. I didn’t truly want to hear her answer, but the twitching of my cock told me otherwise. “Tell me everything, no more lies.”

She started the history of their short but heated relationship. It all started about 6 months prior to Amanda and I meeting. They met at a mutual friends party. At the first encounter Amanda correctly realized Brandon was not a nice guy. She watched on as he grabbed some girls ass as she walked by. I butted in at this point asking how the hell after that first encounter anything could have possibly happened between them. Amanda was a borderline feminist, how on earth could she even talk to someone so degrading to women.

She continued the story. After that encounter Amanda decided to avoid Brandon for the night. The party continued into the early morning. Right about this time the party started clearing out and her friends decided to call a cab. Amanda lived right around the corner and she was heavily involved in a game of beer pong at the moment, she told her friends to go home.

This was the first mistake the welcomed Brandon into her life. The second mistake would come as soon as she walked into the bedroom to get her coat to leave. Brandon had the party host bent over the edge of the bed looking directly at the door. Both noticed as soon as Amanda opened the door, but neither immediately stopped. Shocked and embarrassed, Amanda slammed the door shut after seeing what was happening inside of the room, and yelled how sorry she was for not knocking. As Amanda was walking away to wait out their session. The door opened up entirely revealing Brandon fully naked holding Amanda’s jacket. He was still fully erect and this was the first but not the last time Amanda would see the massive dick that he had been concealing all night long. Right behind Brandon the host of the party giggled and said it was no big deal. Her face was flushed and the outline of handprints could be seen all along the side of her ass which was visible from the sheets she covered herself with. But what Amanda ultimately noticed was the look of sheer pleasure on the girls face. She took the jacket, said a very soft thank you, and began walking down the hall.

The whole walk home she knew the horrors that would come the following day in class where she would have to sit directly next to the host of the party. When the time of the class came, Amanda’s eyes were pretty much anywhere except towards her classmate. The girl laughed and said “well that was pretty awkward the other night”. This broke the tension to which Amanda began apologizing again. The girl stopped her saying she didn’t care in the slightest. The only reason she had even been in that room was because she needed a good hard fucking and Brandon had a reputation for delivering. They both shook off the event and it was never spoken of again.

I felt sick to my stomach thinking about what was going to happen next. Amanda, claimed that the reason for any continuing actions stemmed from the fact that she hadn’t had sex since breaking up with her long term boyfriend, 8 months prior. But Amanda had no interest in getting together with a guy that exposed himself to other women, grabbed their ass in public and generally was a total jerk. Her normal life went on. That is until her dating app popped his face up on the screen.

She couldn’t resist an opportunity to tell him how demeaning he was that night and how uncomfortable it made her. She swiped right on him. Later that night when her phone blinked with a message from Brandon she got a devious smirk. The smirk faded quickly as she read “hey I remember you from the party, sorry about answering the door like that.” An apology? Well that was unexpected. She replied telling him of her initial intentions, but accepted his apology. This is when he offered to take her out for drink to make up for it.

That Saturday night Amanda got ready to meet Brandon out at the bar. She described her dress as being flirty but not slutty. She told me she had no intentions of hooking up with Brandon so she had no reason to impress him. I knew her facial expressions well enough to see how desperate she was for me to believe her lie as it had taken me and her weeks to so much as kiss. They met and began talking, normal casual conversation led to flirty bantering, which led to them in a corner of the bar getting way to hands on for a public setting. Brandon said he lived nearby and they could go have a drink there. Amanda agreed. Brandon had been a perfect gentleman all night long, which shocked her. The walk back was very pleasent. Brandon lived with two other guys in an apartment above the bars but promised they were gone for the night. Amanda hastily told me this is where the night ended. The two had a drink and talked sweetly some more and she went on her way back to her apartment. I could see by the way her cheeks turned red there was more to this story. Finally she continued with what, happened after the door closed.

Brandon – “I know why youre here, I saw the look in your eyes as soon as I opened the door with your jacket. I’ve seen it dozens of times. Hell I saw it 20 minutes before you with that friend of yours. She had already had 3 orgasms by the time you barged in. She was begging for my cock inside of her mouth before I could even unbutton my pants. And you’re going to do the same. Get down on your knees and tell me what you want.”

Amanda was stunned. She had never been talked to like that. All of her previous sexual encounters let her take charge, she had never let anyone talk to her like she was some piece of meat. She was going to tell him off and slam the door shut behind her on her way out. She carefully formulated her response.

“I want your dick” she replied as though she was no longer in control of her body. The whole way dropping down onto her knees she had no idea why she said that or why in the hell she was still lowering herself onto the ground in front of him. She put both hands on either side of his zipper and felt up and down desperately searching for the beautiful cock that she had been unknowingly fantasizing about for days. Why else would she have shaved her pussy with such care prior to the date. Why else would she have specifically picked out a bra that squeezed her tits together so perfectly. And why else had she decided not to wear any panties out to the bar. My mouth dropped to the floor when she told me the final detail. It was becoming apparent that Brandon and I were never going to receive equal treatment from my girlfriend.

Amanda continued the story without hesitation or care for my feelings at this point. Brandon took her by the back of her head grabbing her hair with one hand as he unbuttoned his pants with the other. Her mouth was salivating in preperation. Finally with one motion he dropped his pants revealing a cock that was somehow even larger than she had remembered from the previous weekend. She took it with both hands, feeling the weight and thickness of the shaft. Her hands softly stroked up and and down the shaft, only able to grip about half of his growing erection. Her left hand migrated towards his huge dangling balls. She cupped them, stopping for a moment to admire the perfection in front of her. Amanda had never cared for the look of a penis before, she had actually thought they were very ugly, but the way she described his dick, it must have looked like a piece of art.

This admiration was cut short by his voice from above her demanding that she start sucking or he was kicking her out. Without hesitation before he could even push her head towards his dick, she had the tip in her mouth. She described the girth as being too much to even fit completely. Her jaw was sore after only seconds. Her tounge swirled around his still somehow growing erection, getting larger with every second. The familiar taste of precum subtly touched her tongue as she realized he was 100% in his control. To Amanda cum tasted awful. She had never even swallowed someones load before, the taste of cum disgusted her, my own included. Yet here she was desperately trying to get one more drop of precum out of Brandon’s mesmerizing cock.

Before she had the opportunity Brandon pulled Amandas head off of his dick and commanded her to undress. She pulled her dress up revealing that she had not worn any underwear out to the bar.

“I knew you were a slut from the second I saw you” he sneered as her face got flushed. All this did however was make her already wet pussy start dripping down her leg. “Do you like it when I talk to you like that?” he said as he put his hand around her now nearly naked neck. “Yes.” Amanda quickly replied as she unsnapped her bra letting Brandon see my future girlfriends completely naked body. His hands running over her chest, his fingers softly pinching at her small bright pink nipples

Amanda awaited her next command. “Get onto your hands and knees and let me see that big ass of yours”. Amanda had a flashback to the previous weekend where she saw the party hosts bright red ass covered from slapping and she mentally prepared for what was coming next. She had never been slapped before in any sexual setting and had no idea what was about to come. Brandon stripped down to nothing revealing a body that Amanda described as he must have lived in the gym. Before she had a chance to admire his body his big hands grabbed her ass from behind and gave it a squeeze. A second later landing a large smack leaving the first of many bright red hand prints.

“Do you like getting treated like the slut that you are? He asked. She replied yes.

Her pussy was already aching for his dick to be inside of her. She couldn’t handle it anymore. She put her face down onto the dirty floor of his living room, her hands out in front of her and put her clean shaven pussy up as high as she could. “Please fuck me” she begged.

“That’s a first. I have never seen someone so desperate for a cock in my life” he responded laughing. Amanda knew Brandon had been with dozens of girls, yet she was the most desperate girl he had ever encountered. She felt humiliated, but stayed directly in position too afraid to move for fear he would make her leave without first feeling his cock inside of her soaked pussy.

Brandon positioned himself behind Amanda and prepared to enter her. All the while, Amanda had been too focused on pleasure that she forgot he was not wearing a condom and she was not on birth control. This was almost immediately forgotten as soon as the tip of his dick found her vagina. Up until this point the largest object to be inside of her was roughly half the size. The pain was quickly washed away by a wave of pleasure. He had only been inside of her for a minute, not even able to fit half of his dick at this point when her first of many orgasms came over her. Her knees shook and she moaned with more intensity than ever before. She had waited 8 months for sex like this and it was better than she could have ever imagined.

After the initial orgasm Brandon started to up the intensity. As he pushed further and further into her, Amanda waited for the pain to come from him hitting the back of her vagina. The feeling of his heavy balls slapping against her clit came first. Amanda could feel the second orgasm building up. She began to sync up her motions with his thrusting. His cock slammed into her pussy harder than she had ever felt. She could feel a river of wet streaming down her left leg right as her second orgasm came over her. She collapsed to the floor gasping, but knew she wasn’t done yet.

In a show of his strength, Brandon picked Amanda up off the ground and effortlessly tossed her onto the couch. She laid on her back as she awaited his dick. Brandon had grown more comfortable treating Amanda the way he wanted, and Amanda began to understand the look of pure pleasure on the previous party hosts face. Brandon pumped in and out of Amanda growing closer and closer to an orgasm of his own. Amanda could feel his dick growing more and more firm with every thrust. The thought of his cum being pumped into her waiting pussy had her body racing towards a third and final orgasm. As he carelessly slammed his enormous cock into her once tight pussy, Amanda cried out with pleasure. Her pulsing vagina had Brandon within seconds of blowing his load.

“Cum in my pussy” she moaned as her eyes watered. Brandon however had another idea. He grabbed her by the hair and without any warning pulled his cock out of her still throbbing pussy and covered her face with the largest load of cum she has seen to this day.

My mouth dropped to the floor for the third time in the conversation. Amanda had been adamant that any facial was off the table it had been one of our only rules in our relationship. Hearing her break that rule with someone she had just met was devastating. Her story continued.

Amanda had cum dripping from her forehead to her chin. Some of the cum landed on her lips which she eagerly licked up while staring Brandon in the eyes.

“Wow you really are the dirtiest slut I’ve ever been with” said Brandon still smiling yet shaking his head back and forth in a disapproving way. Amanda was left on the couch while Brandon went to clean himself up before bringing her a towel. This was the first moment of clarity for her. Amanda realized that she would be just another story for Brandon to tell to his friends, only she would be told as the sluttiest and most desperate of them all. She recoiled at the thought of her covered in his cum sitting on his dirty couch. Wondering who was going to find out about this.

She didn’t have to wait long before the heart stopping sound of the apartment door began to rattle. The door swung open to 2 college guys clearly intoxicated from a night out drinking. These must have been the roommates Brandon had said were out of town. Amanda quickly covered herself and shrieked. She completely forgot that her face, chest and hair were showered in the largest load of cum she had ever seen. Brandon, now fully clothed with, a towel in hand, rounded the corner to see the sight that had unfolded while he was away.

The smirk that came over his face filled Amanda with disgust. She grabbed the towel and ran to the bathroom until the sound of the boys had gone away and she was sure they were in bed. She emerged from the bathroom still naked and crept, into the living room to gather her clothes and run out of the apartment before she had a chance to see Brandon’s face. This was impossible as he was sitting directly on the couch where she had just been humiliated.

Brandon said nothing, didn’t even look at her as she gathered her clothes, put back on her bra, and slipped her dress over top of her red, hand printed ass. Her swollen pussy was still soaking wet despite the fear and humiliation. Somehow still getting wetter as she felt a slight sting on her dress rubbing against her tender back. Her mind felt more anger than she had ever felt towards someone, yet her body pulled her to stay. Amanda’s mind won the agrument and she left the apartment without either of the two saying a word.

I looked at Amanda silently. I had just listened to the story of my girlfriend being used like a sex doll and told how much she enjoyed it. I opened my mouth to tell her how disgusted I was with the story and how I couldn’t even look at her the same way ever again. But I didn’t get the chance. Her hand was rubbing her clit and she was staring at my obvious boner displayed in my pants. How long had she been touching herself? How long had she known I had an erection? Why did I have an erection? All of these thoughts swirled through my head.

“When you didn’t stop me after the first details came out about me sucking his cock, I understood that you were never going to” she said to me.

I thought to myself, she was right, I wanted to know more stories, I needed to know more. The good news is their relationship lasted 6 months, that was only day 1….

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