I [F] cheated on my baby daddy with my ex bf

(Originally posted on r/dirtyconfession but thought it might be appreciated here as well.)

Oops ?‍♀️ Here’s some backstory…

I dated this guy for a few years, let’s call him Adam. Things were honestly pretty great, but he wanted to get married and I wasnt ready to settle down yet, so we went out separate ways. It was a really rough breakup. I loved him so much, but I was so young and unsure of what I wanted. I always felt this huge regret for leaving him.

I met a new guy, who we’ll call Mark. Things started off really great, I was happy with him. A couple years go by, we have a baby together. He proves to be a shit father, doesn’t help me at all, confesses that he wished I had aborted, and is just horrible to me in every way.

I moved out and I’m raising her on my own… since I basically was already anyway. We’re still technically together, idk why I bother, but we are. I feel like I owe it to her to keep the “family” together, I guess.

Ok, confession time.

This past week was rough for me emotionally. It’s the week of a festival that Adam and I used to go to together, and missing it for the first time sucked. I caved, and texted him. Surprisingly, he texted back. We chatted for a while, catching up and discussing how the festival was.

I confessed to him that I still dream about him constantly even though years have gone by, and I have a lot of sexual fantasies about him that I obsess over. He said he feels the same way, that he misses my soft body, tight ass, and small titties. I do what any rational adult would do, and suggest getting dinner. My heart raced as I saw him typing, completely expecting to get blown off. Electricity ran through me when he replied with “Okay.”

We met at our old sushi spot, sat at our same table, the waitress still remembered our orders. It was so nice, we couldn’t stop giggling and smiling at each other. He originally sat across from me, but came next to me to show me pictures on his phone. I laid my head on his shoulder, breathed in the scent of his same cologne, counted the freckles on his arms like familiar constellations on his skin. I felt so at home in that moment.

We finish our food, he pays the bill, I thank him. We get up to leave, he gives me a huge hug, and pulls back to look at me. I smile and say “Now is the part where I follow you home, right?” He smiles and says “I was hoping you’d suggest that.”

It’s a long drive to his house. The whole time I kept thinking that I haven’t really done anything horrible yet, and that I could turn my car around anytime I wanted. Thing is… I didn’t want to turn around. I followed him through the tunnel of trees that lead to his secluded house, the one we were supposed to move into together. So many emotions gripped me as I pulled into the long wooded driveway that lead up to the house.

I could still turn around…. but I didn’t.

We walked inside together, holding hands. It was very nice, but definitely needed a woman’s touch. I felt nostalgic of the home we shared together in the past, seeing all the familiar furniture and what not. The exploration of his new home didn’t last long, as I quickly found myself in his bedroom. Same bed, same speaker playing soft music, but different light. He had installed a custom light fixture, which he set to a deep red. It added a nice touch to my pale body, now naked, that he traced his fingers over, exploring how motherhood changed my body, and enjoying it.

We laid there together in the red light, shivering from a mixture of nerves and excitement, feeling the warmth of our bodies together. It felt like hours went by. I missed him so much, but I couldn’t say it in words, so instead, I kissed him. Slowly at first, those same lips, same tongue, saying hello like old friends. He bit my lip, we shared our breath, and I wanted more. Kissing him fiercely, I pulled him closer to me, intertwining our limbs and moaning with desire.

He breaks away, and goes to the foot of the bed. I gasp as he throws my legs up in the air and starts to lick me and suck hard on my clit. He shoves four fingers deep inside me, facing up toward my stomach, and begins rubbing my g-spot vigorously, keeping his thumb pressed heavily on my clit. I only lasted about thirty seconds before absolutely exploding all over him, I’d never squirted before. He slaps my pussy hard, licks some of the wetness off of me, lets me try a taste from his fingers, and does it again. I lost count of how many times he made me cum, I was a soaking wet mess.

During another orgasm, he finally shoves his hard cock into my spasming pussy, and begins to fuck me relentlessly. He put himself right against my cervix and pounded so hard that I screamed in shock, but I didn’t want him to stop, in fact, I begged him to fuck me harder.

“It’s your turn.” He said as he rolled onto his back, leaving me on top, all while never taking his cock out of me. I ground on his dick as hard as I could, my abs burned, I was a juicy sloppy mess and we both loved it. Another orgasm. He could tell I was wearing out. He flipped me back over, pinned me on my back, one leg over his shoulder, and began nailing me like a jackhammer. It felt like he could have split me right down the middle if he wanted to.

I begged him for his cum, saying “Please fill me, Daddy!” And he did. I felt him convulse right up against my cervix. I cradled his balls in my hand as they contracted, squeezing out every last drop. He stayed inside me for a few minutes, we were both breathless and exhausted. We were both covered in cum, we didn’t care.

It was hard not to tell him I loved him. That I never stopped, that I missed every inch of his body, that I missed how perfectly we fit together, that I missed everything about him and regretted ever leaving him. Instead, I just stared into his eyes, pretending that he could just read my mind and know what I was thinking, and he was thinking the same thing too.

The drive home was so bittersweet. The gorgeous scenery of the forests made it easy to reflect on it all, and I came to the conclusion that I regretted nothing. I showered, got my daughter, put her to bed, and laid there in the dark thinking. I couldn’t get out of my mind that I had just had the most amazing sex of my life, nothing else ever came close, what am I supposed to do now?

So I went over the next morning. And did it again.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/c9b26f/i_f_cheated_on_my_baby_daddy_with_my_ex_bf