Part 1 here: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/u5dbnc/mf_the_time_i_accidentally_cucked_two_people_part/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/u5dbnc/mf_the_time_i_accidentally_cucked_two_people_part/)
It was around this time that Kate began to grow more confident, shedding a bit of her low self-esteem. This was partially due to me encouraging her that she was smoking hot, and the fact she was getting hit on pretty much every time we went out. Because of this, she started posting more pics on social media. To pretty much universal praise. It does wonders for her confidence and also her inbox. She was getting dms from pretty much every guy she knew.
On the one hand it was nice to be banging the object of everyone’s desire, on the other hand it was kind of gross. I had the self awareness to know I wasn’t too different but I at least wanted to hang out with her before I knew she had become hot. That’s what I told myself at least. But the most interesting DM she got was from a familiar face: Jake. She showed me his DM which was” “hey Kate, did you wanna hang out tonight? I can come over and we can watch a movie.” to which she responded with “Lol no.”
The months wore on and we still fucked like rabbits, and to this day sex with her is still some of the best I’ve had. As we approached Christmas she told me that she was going to fly out to the east coast to go visit her boyfriend from Christmas Eve and would fly back on the First. I was fine with this, though I was going to be a little lonely while she was gone. She made sure that we fucked a bunch up to the week before she was going to leave.
She told me that she wanted about a week of no sex prior to her trip though so she would be really horny for her boyfriend. To make sure that we didn’t give in to any urges we didn’t see each other at all the week prior to her trip. We decided that it would be weird if we texted too much during her tip as well. Christmas eve came and she texted me “I’ll see you in a week <3” It was a fairly uneventful week, family came to visit and I got some cool clothes and funny gadgets for Christmas.
I saw some posts of her and her bf on Facebook, and they looked like they had a good time. It was a bit weird and I felt a bit sad, but this was what I signed up for so I couldn’t be too glum about it. Because of this I didn’t really masturbate the entire time she was gone. The first rolled around and I got a text from her saying
“I’m back!” followed by a “did you want to come over?” I don’t think I could have gotten ready faster. I had hoped that she would want to see me the day she got back but I knew that she would probably be generally exhausted after her trip and probably not very horny since she had gotten dicked down by her bf the whole week. Still, even though we were probably not going to have sex I still wanted to see her since it had been two weeks. It takes about 20 minutes for me to get to her place normally, I was over there in 10 minutes flat.
She answered the door wearing a loose tank top with no bra and booty shorts, she must have been cold because I could clearly see the outline of her hard nipples through her tank top. When saw it was me, her eyes lit up she gave me a huge smile and hugged me.
“I missed you” she said, to which I replied “I missed you too”
She beckoned me in, and I followed her to her room. She was oddly touchy on the way, slipping her hand under the back of my shirt. She opened the door to her room for me and I walked in, I had no sooner turned around as she closed her door than she grabbed the back of my head and kissed me. It was very reminiscent of our first time. It was a desperate, devouring kiss.
I could tell she was really riled up. she shoved me back onto her couch and quickly rid herself of her clothes, I noticed she had opted to not wear panties either. I barely had time to pull my shorts off before her mouth was on my cock. I wasn’t yet hard because all this was very sudden but she took me into her mouth nonetheless, it wasn’t very long though before I was rock hard, she had that effect on me.
I could see her fingering herself as she blew me. The instant she felt me harden in her mouth she stood up, straddled me on the couch, grabbed my cock with her hand, then guided it in as she lowered herself onto me. Her face almost had a look of relief on it as I went inside her, a stark contrast to the wincing she usually did when I first enter her. She took no time to adjust to me at all and just started riding me. Hard. It was extremely primal, she wanted to get off, and she wanted to use me to do it.
I sat back and simply enjoyed myself, not really knowing what to do with her wild movements. I also knew I wasn’t going to last very long as she was really bouncing her hips up and down on me. I told her that I was about to cum, and she said
“Not Yet!” “Don’t cum just yet” she said breathlessly. fortunately It wasn’t long before I felt the now familiar contractions of her pussy
“OH GOD YES I’M CUMMING, FUCK”
I took that as permission to cum and released my load as she continued to bounce on my cock until the now familiar spasms came and she shoved my head right into her tits until her orgasm subsided. She was out of breath when she finally relaxed and kissed me. Still confused I pulled back from the kiss and asked her
“Not that I’m complaining, but what the fuck was that?” “I thought you were going to be too sore from the week with your boyfriend?”
Upon hearing my question she sighed and I saw a distinct look of shame cross her face. She took a deep breath as if she were about to make a confession and said:
“My boyfriend and I only had sex like 3 times the entire week”
I was surprised and a bit stunned and simply asked
“Why?”
she seemed reluctant to respond but said “Because…sex with him was…” she searched for the words before saying “I could barely feel him compared to you” I was shocked but cracked a bit of a smile as I began to piece it together. She smacked my arm when she saw my reaction
“oh shut up”
I felt like the grinch but instead of my heart growing three sizes it was my ego. I thought maybe shw was maybe lying to make me feel better about her screwing her boyfriend. But the evidence was right there, my cum leaking down around my dick, that had been inside her for this whole conversation. She had never attacked me like that before.
She interrupted my thoughts “Sex with him was like he was constantly teasing me, or missing an itch that needed scratching.”
“didn’t he get you off in other ways?” I asked
“he tried.” she paused, “I had to help him, but it’s not the same.”
“oof.” but I was still a little confused “but, this shouldn’t really be a surprise to you, I mean you’ve been dating him for years.”
She looked shyly at the wall above the couch and said “I didn’t tell you this, but before I met you I guess I didn’t ever really have an orgasm. Like, I would feel good, and I kind of assumed that was what everyone was talking about”
This was absolute news to me, I also took some satisfaction that Jake never made her cum either. My ego was inflated to the point that it could be shown on the macy’s thanksgiving day parade. No wonder she was always so horny with me. But then I felt sad as I realized that meant she never got herself off before me either. Which didn’t quite make sense because even our first night together I watched her masturbate while she was stroking me. I asked her this and she said
“No I never made myself cum either, I would play with myself, but I didn’t really know how to….get there until you did it for me that first night, I would always get too sensitive.”
I didn’t know what to say, and neither did she, so wordlessly she got off of me and grabbed some tissues to clean me and her up, threw them away. We cuddled naked on the couch, I realized that she was probably thinking if she wanted to stay with her boyfriend, and we stayed there until I broke the silence with a question that I’m sure she was thinking
“so what are you going to do?”
“I don’t know…I still love my boyfriend, but this sucks, you totally ruined me” she said mostly playfully, but I detected a faint hint that she felt this was partially my fault.
“You could talk to him about it, teach him to get you off, that sort of thing” I offered.
“Yeah, I guess I could” she said distantly. I got the distinct feeling that wasn’t something that she wanted to do.
“You wanna watch some TV?” she asked me, clearly wanting a distraction.
We watched some TV and then afterwards we played some games taking turns playing some Skyrim. As it became night time and started getting late, I asked her if she wanted me to stay. Which she did.
We had sex that night but it was more akin to making love, like we were almost testing out if we wanted more than just friends with benefits. It was extremely intimate and intense, and after it was over there was almost a feeling of shame, like we had just done something we weren’t supposed to.
The feeling fortunately passed in the morning and it was like nothing had changed at all. We quickly fell back into a routine of hanging out, doing fun things, and having sex. The sex was a bit different now though, there was a spark of passion in it that hadn’t been there before. There were feelings, she knew it, I knew it, but we both didn’t talk about it.
Until March came around and Kate found out that her boyfriend was cheating on her. How do you cheat in an open relationship you might ask? It turns out that he was seeing someone and didn’t clear it with Kate first. She found out because she was texting with a mutual friend who mentioned a girl with her bf that she didn’t know.
She confronted him about it and he confessed, they fought over the phone for hours, I know because she found out when I was over there. I was downstairs pretty much the whole time. I thought about going home, but I wanted to be there for her if she needed me. She finally came downstairs, clearly still upset, her face stained with tears. She sat down next to me and we cuddled and watched “diners drive-ins and dives” which did cheer her up a bit. She finally broke the silence and said
“I broke up with him”
A well of mixed feelings blossomed inside me when she said that. I simply looked at her and nodded. I was afraid that my emotions would betray me if I spoke.
“I guess I’m mostly upset that he cheated on me.” regaining my composure I said “that seems completely reasonable”.
She chuckled as she realized how obvious of a statement that was. “I meant that I was thinking about breaking up with him anyway, since we never get to see each other…among other things” we both knew what the other things were.
She looked at me with her big eyes, all puffy from her tears and I kissed her. We held the kiss for a while until it I broke it and she went back to resting her head on my shoulder. I slept over that night upon her request, but we didn’t have sex, I just cuddled and consoled her until we fell asleep.
The next couple of weeks were a little weird for us as she was grieving the loss of her relationship, while I was left in limbo not knowing where we stood.
I didn’t have to wait too long though, as about 3 weeks after her breakup one night after we had sex she asked me if I wanted to be her boyfriend, and I of course said yes. Dear god we fucked a lot after that, probably a bit too much as we both got really sore, but we were both really horny for each other and much fun was had, we even let one of her hot friends watch us fuck once, but that’s a story for another time.
**Epilogue**
We dated for about 2 years, I did go back to school the fall we started dating and we did long distance for a while, I came down to visit every school holiday and she visited me whenever she got the chance. We did our best to make it work but ultimately we grew into different people and we amicably broke up. We remain friends to this day, and though we don’t talk all the time like we used to, we do still share interests in gardening and cooking, so we share recipes or talk about plants sometimes.
She also gives very solid dating advice, so I still text her for that as well. I look upon this time in my life very fondly, as it was very formative for me. Since I know people will ask: she’s been in a happy relationship for a while now, and I’m very glad for her. I do hang out with them very occasionally and he does know about our past. Anyway, I’ve gone on long enough, if you stuck around this long I hope you enjoyed it. :)
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