I was kinda into this dude for a while, we’d met at local meetup groups before and got to talking and he was pretty nice and hot. He also had no idea what a slut I am. He’d been in a stagnant ldr for a while and confessed one night that he was going to break it off but had no reason to.
Well. I gave him a reason.
Over the next few weeks he came over to hang out, I encouraged him to cuddle up and get close, teased him at every opportunity, and then one night he even gave me a massage one night where I moaned and made as much noise as possible. I felt him grind against my ass but didn’t act. He excused himself, and I heard him talking to someone on his phone. It lasted a while but he eventually came back and pounced on me, pressing me into the floor of my apartment where I was laying for his massage. He rutted against my ass until I could feel he was hard again.
He told me he’d broken up with the girl, that it was all fine, she was feeling done with it too. I didn’t verify, but I got the message. I pushed him back and took his cock out as I kissed him. It was only mostly hard, but it was thicker than anything I’d taken. Could barely make a circle around it with one hand.
I got my mouth around it, but it was so thick it practically forced my jaw open. I choked it down as he fucked up into my face, my makeup ruined in no time by the tears from a good face fuck.
After a while I undressed and climbed into his lap so he could play with my tits as I lowered my sopping wet cunt onto his dick. He laughed, asking how long I’d wanted to feel his dick in me. I confessed I’d wanted to fuck him since we met. It was so thick but I managed, though when he started thrusting I couldn’t control my screams of pleasure. He picked me up and pushed me down again, folding me nearly in half as he hammered into my pussy, chasing his pleasure. I begged him to cum in me. I knew I was going to come and he yelled as he filled my pussy. Feeling him come pushed me over the edge and I screamed, wrapping my legs around him to keep him there. I was shaking.
He was still hard, even after coming, and he fucked me twice more over the course of the night before we passed out, eventually making it to my bed. I ached for like a week. Worth it.
Anyway, he /had/ really broken up with his gf (honestly I don’t know if I would have cared) and we were nightly fuckbuddies for a good few months.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/snq9ln/made_a_guy_break_up_with_his_gf_fm
What an actually stand-up guy.