[MF] I fucked a friend’s ex at a tailgate party.

It’s getting into fall! The season of new beginnings, if you’re a sports fan. For my money, nearly every community in the world has at least a partial connection to organized sports. That’s no different in my city, and I bet it’s no different in yours.

I’m reminded of a story, something that went down some six or seven years ago. I was well and truly in the midst of my decade-long “hoe phase” at this point, and as I’m sure you can imagine, had a very hard time turning down opportunities when they occurred. I’m sure you understand.

It was around this time of year, when I got roped in to going to a tailgate party outside the stadium of a local university’s football team (though I won’t say which one, for obvious reasons). I quite like sports, but I wasn’t much of a tailgater. The idea of getting hammered in a parking lot never appealed to me, I guess! I knew a guy though that would frequently go to these things, and he’d been hounding me the entire previous year to show up to one instead of watching the game at home, or at a house party, or something. Eventually, I relented.

It was a perfect day. It was warm, but we’d gotten away from the fierce humidity of the dog days of summer. Everyone was listening to music, playing games, and doing a copious amount of day drinking. I’m not much of a day drinker but hey, when in Rome, right? I quickly found a beer in my hand and went about introducing myself to the other folks at the party.

My buddy – we’ll call him Adam – had brought quite a few friends out there. He went to the university, so he knew lots of folks who were inclined to be at this kind of thing. That included this girl, named Shelby.

“This is Shelby.” he told me as we got introduced to each other. Then, I realized that I knew her. At this time, I worked at a small branch at a local bank. I had this coworker, that we’ll call Daniel. Daniel was a nice guy – quiet. A little moody, but if you stayed on his good side then he was perfectly fine as a coworker. We hung out outside of work on a couple of occasions – one of those times was at his place, where he lived with his girlfriend…Shelby. They broke up shortly after that, but I never forgot about her. She was cute – strawberry red hair, a smattering of freckles across her pretty face. Milky white skin, perky tits, and perfect legs. I couldn’t help checking her out a bit that night.

And I couldn’t help checking her out now, either. Her wavy red hair was worn down, framing her gorgeous face and dancing green eyes. A cropped short sleeved college t shirt was her top, exposing her midriff – and a silver belly piercing that I always thought was incredibly sexy. Below, she wore white sneakers and a short, flowing, yellow skirt, with white stripes – definitely reminded me of something that a cheerleader would wear.

Needless to say, she was the object of my attention for much of the party.

“Remember me? We’ve met before.” I told her not long after we were introduced. She narrowed those pretty eyes of hers and wrinkled her nose, as if she were racking her brain.

“I work with Daniel.” I finished with a chuckle. Then her eyes lit up, just a bit.

“Ahh, yes. Rob, right?” she asked me with an amused, yet guarded look on her face. It seemed to me that things with Daniel didn’t end well, but I didn’t know the details. She remembered me, but I figured I would try and bring up her ex as little as possible.

She and I got very friendly as that party swirled around us. I so enjoyed watching her dance to the music, and jump around to the sounds of the game – that graceful short skirt shifting slightly all the while, teasing glimpses of what’s underneath but never…quite…delivering. Needless to say, I was getting quite riled up. She was like the princess of the tailgate – radiant, gorgeous, with contagious laughter and disarming eyes.

I needed her.

The drinks continued to flow through the day, and eventually we were sharing a tipsy kiss under some canopy. Our tongues clashed as our lips pressed together, and I let my hands roam down her back, and tease up her skirt just a bit. I was dying for more, and it seemed like she was too. When we parted, she looked up at me with a pleased expression, her bright eyes swimming with what I could only guess were mischievous thoughts. My hands rested on her taut ass as she bit her lip and looked around.

“You wanna go someplace?” she asked softly.

Fuck yeah, I did. Only problem was that we were in the middle of a huge parking lot, with crowds as far as the eye can see – and neither of us were in a position to be driving.

“Like where?” I asked, at a loss, but unable to bring my gaze away from her emerald eyes.

She looked thoughtful for a bit, then grabbed my hand and lead me over to a table – where she swiped the keys to Adam’s red 2007 Chevy Colorado. She continued to lead me across the parking lot. “Hey now, where are we going? Let’s not drive, Shelby.” I said with a laugh.

“Just follow me.” she said, marching me across the pavement to where the truck was parked. She was certainly adorable. I found myself wondering how Daniel could have ever let her out of his grasp, but who knows what happened there. Thoughts of Daniel ran from my mind as soon as we ended up at the truck, where she quickly unlocked it and crawled into the back.

I followed her in and closed the door behind me. It was sparsely populated where the truck was, but we still weren’t alone. Crowds frequently walked by the cars, so it certainly wasn’t private – but it was as private as we could get. We were on each other again. Kissing, grabbing, moaning into each other’s lips. I finally let my hands roam under her skirt to feel the skin of that tight ass I looked at all day. Her skin was perfect and soft…I couldn’t get enough of her body.

“You don’t mind this, do you?” she asked me between kisses.

“Why would I mind?” I said with a growl, kissing her on the nape of her neck.

“Well, I mean…you’re friends with Daniel, so…” she said in a tone that edged on guilty.

I let the moment breathe a bit as I thought it over, eventually just saying: “Well, we’re not *that* close friends.” I said. Which was true, I didn’t know Daniel super well. Yeah, we got along, and yeah, I wasn’t sure if he’d want me to fuck his ex girlfriend, but…hey. I was in no position to put a stop to what was happening here. I already had a titanium strength erection that I was not about to let go un-serviced, if you catch my meaning.

I moved my hand under her skirt and teased her panties, causing her to moan into my lips as we went back in for another kiss. Her body was pressed up against me at this point, and we were both very eager to get on with things. The truck wasn’t super comfortable, but it’s what we had. Luckily, it had a decent amount of leg room in the back, so she could turn around and bend over for me.

What a sight that was…in no time at all, I had pulled my shorts down and taken my rigid cock out. I reached under her skirt and pulled her panties – a plain purple thong – to the side, so I could slide inside her. Once I was, gasping along with her as I adjusted to her tightness…well, thoughts of Daniel became very, very, far away.

We fucked. I leaned over and wrapped my hand around her throat as our pace quickened, moaning dirty things into her ear…how amazing she felt, how much I loved being inside her, and how fucking filthy she was for having sex with me in this huge parking lot. With every filthy word, she seemed to get more and more wet, which just allowed me to drive into her harder. The truck began to rock slightly as I fucked her harder – an exquisite naughty noise coming from the way my hips collided with her ass on all my thrusts. I couldn’t help but moan – and neither could she.

I wanted to touch her tits, so I deftly reached up her crop top and undid her bra. It released her chest enough to where I could grab handfuls of her milky breasts as we fucked, and I enjoyed the way I made them bounce…almost as much as I enjoyed her sexy, gorgeous, moans. I feel like I can still hear them now…absolute music to my ears.

I was pounding her hard at this point, her skirt nearly hiked up to her waist from all the movement. I could see her ass jiggle as I railed her, and I enjoyed watching my cock – slick with her juices – invade her tight pussy over and over. “Fuck yes, good girl.” I moaned, coaxing another loud moan from her. She shuddered as I gripped her shoulder and pulled her back against me, making sure every single inch split her body open.

“Ah, fuck…I’m fucking cumming. I’m fucking cumming, Rob.” she moaned to me, as if she were shocked, as if it snuck up on her. Her pussy squeezed and massaged my cock, and it was quickly becoming far too much for me as well.

“I’m gonna cum, too, baby…fuck.” I managed to say.

“Cum inside me. Cum inside me, baby.” she moaned. If you’ve read any of my other exploits, you’ll know that those words have a special effect on me. I’m powerless to resist – especially so when I was a 21 year old. So that’s what I did, in the back of my friend’s truck, fucking the ex girl of another one of my friends.

I filled her up.

I leaned forward and moaned, along with her. She pressed her ass against me so I had given her every inch. A heavy amount of cum flooded that perfect, tight, pussy, while my arm flexed and held her pretty body against mine. It seemed to go on forever, the way she milked me…such an orgasm. It was as much as I’ve ever came, that’s for sure. I had to stay inside her for a while before pulling out.

I turned and collapsed into the chair. Shelby quickly put her panties back, then sat in front of me. She pulled off her shirt and her bra to expose her tits, before she leaned down and started cleaning off the head of my cock with her pretty red lips.

Couldn’t help but moan and grunt. My mind was swimming in that post orgasm high, plus the alcohol. The windows had fogged up, but I decided to rub at it, so I could see out into the parking lot. Shelby was licking the head of my cock and using her fingers to gently coax out the rest of my cum, right into her mouth. Crowds past the truck, and I’m pretty sure I saw a couple issue the truck we were in some curious glances. I suppose if I saw a fogged up truck, I’d be curious as well.

We got dressed, and went back to the party. There were so many people, that nobody really noticed that we were gone. But as the day wound down and we sobered up, we kept giving each other knowing, flirty glances. Fucking at a tailgate? Not something that you do every day, and both of us felt like we were on cloud nine.

The day ended and we went our separate ways. Although that night, Adam sent out some texts asking if anyone knew how a bra ended up in his backseat. I don’t know if Shelby ever fessed up to forgetting that, that it was hers…somehow, I doubt it.

I also don’t know if Daniel ever found out about Shelby and I. Shelby and I fucked off and on for the better part of the next year and a half. Eventually, I left the job at the bank and Shelby moved upstate after college. We still talk and text now and then, even snap. She’s a great girl, and we always had such impeccable sexual chemistry. It’s been a while since we’ve seen each other, but we keep in contact.

Can’t say the same for Daniel and I. I don’t think I’ve seen him or talked to him since that year. Maybe I should ask Shelby about that sometime…if he ever caught wind that I’d been fucking his ex girlfriend. I have to admit, I’m curious.

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Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoyed my story. If you liked this one, feel free to read some of my other experiences on my profile. I’m always looking for feedback, so if you had things that you liked or disliked about this telling, let me know!

Another thing – in the past, when I’ve written about my history, I’m often pelted with requests from men to see photos and videos of the girls I’ve talked about in the stories. I’m telling you all right now that that’s not something that I’m going to do, so it’d be a waste of time to ask. Thanks for understanding, that’s just where my moral compass sits, I guess.

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