This story ended up going on waaaay longer than I’d planned. Would come up with a TLDR, but honestly it’s all too convoluted. Hope you enjoy!
This happened a couple of years ago, but for reasons I’ll get into I can’t get it out of my mind right now.
Until fairly recently I was pretty repressed about sex, and my then GF very much wasn’t. She was the second person I’d slept with when we got together, and she admitted once that I was well over the 100th she had.
We had a sometimes rocky relationship, but always cared about and supported each other. During one particularly rocky patch, we decided to break up, but then made up a few months later. I (predictably) didn’t sleep with anyone during those months, and I figured she was probably in the same boat. She was away on a remote placement for her course for half of the time anyway…
So we got back together after a while. We still occasionally had issues, but generally things were good, although still pretty tame in the bedroom. At one point we talked about the possibility of having a more open relationship (for her sake), and she mentioned that there was a guy from her past that she knew for a fact would be up for it if we wanted to limit it to one other person. I figured that was the case for most women, and in the end we decided to just stick with how things were.
The following NYE we took mdma together and got to talking about the timewe were split up for. She told me then that she had fucked her housemate and a couple of people from her uni course, and made it a regular thing with one of them. I wasn’t thrilled, but knew I didn’t really have any right to complain (we weren’t together then), plus the drugs were making me empathise with her pretty hard. I did ask who the longer term person was, but she said I’d probably rather not know… but that they got up to some pretty crazy stuff (she had a certain smile when she said that…).
Later in the night, we started to fool around a bit and I asked her again who it was, but she was insistent that I wouldn’t want to know who the guy she’d been fucking, and doing rope and knife play with was (first I’d heard of that – I think she was enjoying seeing my reactions). Eventually I started going down on her, and in the middle of this, asked her again. And this time she told me… not only was the guy from her course, she also shared an office with him at work and caught up with him socially pretty often. I’d met him a few times, both before and after they had their months of kinky fucking, found him pretty intimidating (definite jerk/wanker vibes, in a sort of snobbish way), AND WE SHARED THE SAME FIRST NAME.
She went on to tell me that they had first fucked on the last night of being away on placement because they got to talking about shared kinks and she “couldn’t think of another way to shut him up”, and then they’d gone on to do “pretty much everything” in the months after they’d got back. She also said he had got pretty excited when she told him we had been thinking of having an arrangement where he could fuck her, and that he wouldn’t stop bringing it up with her ever since (even once we had decided not to go ahead with it).
I don’t know if it was the drugs, the sex (know it wasn’t the rock and roll), the situation, the fact that we had the SAME FUCKING NAME (really not a common name either), but I instantly knew that this was now a kink that had its hooks in me… it was a long time before she could say my name during sex without me imagining she was thinking of him and getting turned on by it.
So now its a couple of years later, and we recently broke up (pretty sure it’s for good this time). Mutual and all that jazz, and I wish her the best, but I can’t help but wonder if the first thing she did was tell that same guy to come over, tie her up, and fuck her brains out. Every time I’m horny I can’t help but imagine that (or the time they first hooked up, or her telling him they might get to fuck while we were together, or the two of them sitting across a desk at work both thinking back on the kinky stuff they’d done… the list goes on).
I’d honestly love it if she started sending me pics or videos of them fucking (although the thought also fills me with a lot of shame… I guess that’s the point!).
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ksy3dz/my_gf_cucked_me_kind_of_with_a_guy_who_never_even