This is where the my relationship to Allie began to turn sour, but it also REALLY amplified our sexual tension.
Reminder: The following stories are editorialized for the sake of good smut, but effectively true as best as I can remember them. They occur over the course of the 5-year on-and-off again relationship to a girl from my late high-school and college years (all stories are of us at 18+). Catch up in the links below.
Part 1: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/t6jtxr/mf_descent_into_depravity_part_1_my_girlfriend/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/t6jtxr/mf_descent_into_depravity_part_1_my_girlfriend/)
Part 2: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/t9je5b/mf_descent_into_depravity_part_2_allie_discovers/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/t9je5b/mf_descent_into_depravity_part_2_allie_discovers/)
Part 3: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/te1s45/mf_descent_into_depravity_part_3_allie_loses_all/] (https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/te1s45/mf_descent_into_depravity_part_3_allie_loses_all/)
College life as a couple not what we had expected, and it was slowly taking its toll on our relationship. We were hanging out less, fighting more, and drifting apart. But what hadn’t faded was our hunger for each other carnally. I was of course physically attracted to her still, but moreover I was intoxicated by our sexual energy. While our friends reveled in cliche college one night stands, we didn’t have to work hard to get what we wanted. But our monogamy was taking its toll. We often got stuck in a vicious cycle of fighting and making up and fucking, forgetting what had pulled us apart even though the emotional scars were worn on our sleeves.
After winter break, she joined a sorority while I remained “independent”, and her weekends were usually full of different social events and parties. Finally one Friday we found a night free to meet up, and even better, her roommate was gone. I thought tonight would be a great time to spend actual time together as a couple and reinvigorate some of the more personal aspects of our relationship. But my jealousy got in the way, and we fell back into old habits.
“Once my pledging is over, we HAVE to double date with Aubrey and Todd,” Allie urged. “You’d love Todd, he’s got the same sense of humor as you.” We were on her bed, her legs draped perpendicularly over mine.
Radiohead was playing faintly on her laptop speakers. We weren’t drunk, but we were drinking. Passing a light beer back and forth.
“I’m down for that, I could use some new friends. All my friends suck, I’m really just in it because they have the hookup for weed.” I took a swig of beer and handed it to her. It was true, I wasn’t proud of my current friend group and could benefit from a change of scenery.
“Oh, Todd and his friends smoke weed all the time, they’ve smoked us out a bunch. I smoked out of my first bong the other day at his place!”
“Bong hits?? You can’t handle a bong, you can barely handle sharing my bowl!”
“Actually,” Allie said, matter of factly, “They said I handled myself well. They said I really knew how to work a bong”
I didn’t like the sound of that. “I think they meant they liked how you handled it with your mouth and hands.”
Her smile faded a bit. “No, they meant that I didn’t make a fool of myself. I was very well-behaved.”
“What does that mean? Why wouldn’t you behave yourself? Were they expecting you to put out?” I pulled her legs off of me.
“No, They know I’m not like that”. She placed the beer on her desk, anticipating that a fight was brewing.
“They know you have a boyfriend?” I asked.
Slience.
“They know you have a boyfriend, RIGHT?” I got angrier, mainly jealous at her new social status while I wallowed in self pity. Honestly, it was natural for her to enjoy the attention of new boys.
“Well Todd knows” her voice trailed off. “I guess with his friends it never came up… But you know I would never do anything, they’re just guys.”
I stood up. “Yeah, I know that’s the problem! You think random guys just dole out free weed to girls for the hell of it?”
She snapped. “Well at least they’re giving me attention! You don’t even text back these days, let alone hang out with me regularly!”
That set me off. “Let’s get one thing straight. I spend my days practically alone while you galavant with your ditsy friends. You dress up for these parties and these these random guys leer at you. But I’m the problem?”
“Your problem is you don’t trust me” she sneered. “You don’t own me.”
I stood up and got in her face. My voice lowered to a low rumble. “Yes. I. Do. If you want to slut it up in college, you let me know. But until then…” I jammed my thumb into my chest.
“You’re MY slut.”
She gasped a bit. She was taken aback, but didn’t say anything. Her anger was losing brainspace to something else.
Everything went quiet except for the faint sound of Subterranean Homesick Alien from her laptop speakers. Our eyes were locked, but neither of us made any sudden move. Her breathing became a bit labored, and I could see she was flip-flopping between telling me off or tearing off my clothes.
Finally, Allie broke and wrapped her hands around my head and pulled me in for an aggressive kiss. We attacked each other with hunger. Usually we made up before hitting this step, but something in the atmosphere of the night set things in motion out of order.
I quickly stripped her down until she was completely naked, groping and pinching and making her squirm. She lunged at my belt and quickly took it off. I dropped my pants and my cock sprung into action. I left her on her bed and went to her desk to grab a condom, peeling off my shirt in transit.
I came back to Allie lying on her back with her legs spread for me, gently playing with herself, already panting. But I wasn’t ready to enter her yet, I wanted send a message. I stood at the side of her bed and positioned my cock at her face. I placed my thumb on her lips, tenderly tracing the outline of her mouth. “Who’s plump lips are these?” I asked. She looked at me quizzically. I repeated myself, hinting at my intensions. “Who… Owns… These. Plump. Lips?” her eyes got wide. “…You do” she said softly, shifting slightly. “Good girl. *I* do.” She may have the attention of other men, but I needed to remind her who’s name she calls out in ecstacy.
I dipped my thumb in her mouth. “And who owns this lively tongue?” “mmmnf, you” she said with her mouth full. She sucked my thumb HARD, sending it deep into her mouth. “That’s right,” I affirmed. I placed my thumb on her chin and pulled down, opening her mouth to receive my cock. I slowly pumped in and out. “Who’s warm throat is this? Is it mine?” She nodded her head and began to suck and stroke.
“And those hands? So diligently at work on my cock, those are mine?” “Yes” she swooned. She picked up the enthusiasm while working my shaft, showing that what I owned was worth the trouble.
I walked my fingers down her body as she continued to give the head of my prick her undivided attention. “What about these bouncy tits? Who owns these?” I gave her nipple a quick pinch and she gasped, spitting out my cock momentarily. “You do” she cooed, succumbing to my ownership of her body one body part at a time. She returned to my cock and worked my shaft some more. I got down to her mound and circled her button. “What about this sensitive little clit? You giving me this clit too?” she moaned. “Yes baby, it’s yours.” I slid two fingers in her opening, and began to pump in and out. “Ohhh, who owns this wet pussy, baby?” I pulled my cock out so I could hear this one clearly. “You own this pussy” she begged, rocking her hips back and forth on my fingers. I pulled out my fingers and slid further south. “What about this tight asshole, do I own it?”
She hesitated.
I dipped my lubed up middle finger in slightly and she arched her back. “Yes” she blurted, but I needed her to understand what I was truly asking. “Do I?” I questioned, tickling her insides and staring deep into her dark eyes. She relented. “It’s all yours.”
“We’ll see about that.”
I slid on the condom and jumped her. She was soaking by the time I entered her, and her eyes rolled into the back of her head. I started slow, letting her squirm in a mix of pleasure and anticipation. “Fuck me like you own me, baby” she cried out, submitting to my every whim. I picked up the pace until we had a good rhythm. She writhed underneath me. “Make this pussy yours!”
I was shocked to hear her so vocal, embracing her inner slut. I had unlocked her. “Cum on this cock, baby, cum for me” I commanded, slamming into her like the object I made her out to be. She began to twitch beneath me and shouted. “Oh fuck, I’m cumming!” Her orgasm flowed from the top of her head down to her feet, washing over her. I sat back a little with my prick half inside her and admired my work. Only a few minutes ago she was shouting at me about her independence, and now she was completely under my control.
I pulled out and laid next to her on my back. I pulled her around so she was lying on top of me, and we kissed passionately. I guided my cock into her and began to thrust. She was flush in the face and taking my every inch with aplomb. She moved her hands to my chest and held herself up to receive me, her ass clapping with every up stroke. She dug her nails into my chest, screaming out. “Oh my God, I can’t, I can’t.” She couldn’t hold herself anymore, and she collapsed onto my chest. I pulled her in close, and wrapped my hands around her juicy cheeks, giving them a swift smack. “Harder! Mark up my ass!” she squealed, and I obliged. I gave her round after round of spanking. I snuck two fingers in her ass, penetrating her any way I could. She responded well, mouth wide open as I gripped her lower half like a bowling ball. She moaned into the pillow beneath me, muffled and euphoric.
“This is my asshole?” I repeated, whispering in her ear. “Ohhhh yes baby, it’s yours, take it!” she shouted. I gripped her asshole tighter, basically lifting her body and throwing it back down from inside. She came HARD, trembling on top of me as I twisted my fingers inside her. No frat douche in the world had a chance at matching the pleasure I was giving her.
I threw her off of me and positioned myself behind her. She arched her back to present her holes to me. I slid the head of my cock up and down her pussy as she wriggled around on her knees. I pushed my cock upwards past her slit, teasing her asshole up and down with my shaft. “I own you, don’t I?” “Yes baby, I’m your slut.” my heart was beating fast in anticipation. “I don’t really own your asshole if I just fingerfuck it, you sure it’s mine to do what I want?” She was some cock drunk that she didn’t even have to think about it. “Yes, baby, it’s yours.”
“Prove it.”
She adjusted herself so she could spread her cheeks for me. I grasped my straining cock and began to lightly push. “Go slow for me” she warned, controlling her breathing. “Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you” I said. I started with shallow pumps, easing my head inside her. It was a beautiful sight to see her ass begin to accept me, already trained and prepped from the fingering before. It took some coaxing, but soon enough I could take one, slow, long thrust into her. A guttural moan escaped her head buried in her pillow. I had her. “How’s it feel, baby” I asked, making sure she wanted to keep her promise. “Keep going” she affirmed. I worked my way down millimeter by millimeter. I massaged her back as I got to the base of my shaft. She began to tease her clit and push into me. This kinky slut wanted me to bottom out.
I began to thrust with more urgency. I could feel her begin to relax as the pain was replaced by pleasure, supplemented by the teasing of her clit. “You’re so fucking tight baby, you feel so good.” “It’s all for you. Fuck my ass, please” she submitted. I picked up pace, feeling my orgasm bubbling up. She was loud, making new noises I was unfamiliar with. At this point I was fucking her at a strong pace, her ass gripped tightly around me and sending me close to my orgasm. “I’m gonna cum, Allie” I warned. “Cum in my ass baby” she cried out, furiously shuffling her clit as her toes curled. I took one more deep thrust into her. My balls slapped against her cunt and I unloaded my seed into her ass. She was shaking in pleasure, riding the high of her first anal fuck and cumming for the first time with my fat cock deep in her ass.
I pulled out and tossed the condom away. We melted into each other, laying down on the bed spooning and caressing each other. Under her breath I heard her talking to herself. “Holy shit. Holy shit.” she trembled in my arms, aftershocks keeping her subdued for a while longer. I rubbed her warm body up and down, basking in the glow of the hottest makeup sex we had ever experienced. “Nothing will come between us, promise?” I asked, stroking her hair. “Promise” she echoed with a smile.
Our commitment to cut out the silly games was short lived. We played this song and dance for a while, and we had plenty more nights spent shouting at each other that inevitably ended with me filling some combination of her holes. But over the summer before sophomore year, we broke up. Our toxicity had reached a boiling point and we decided we needed to fix ourselves before we could fix each other. We didn’t speak for months, until one day, I get a text after Thanksgiving break.
Allie- “Hey I know this is super weird, but my ride back to campus just fell through. Any chance I can go back with you? If it’s too weird for you I understand, but I could really use the help.”
Just when I thought I was out… She pulls me back in.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/treknu/mf_descent_into_depravity_part_4_allie_fully
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