[M]y Ex’s [F] Final Hot Lie

See my profile for prior DECADES OF PROMISCUOUS PARTNERS true stories. This is Part 12.

If you read my prior stories, you know that my ex-girlfriend Gina was on a years long tear of blowing and getting fucked by my friends, her coworkers and some of their friends, with my permission. She was hot as hell. 5’4, 115 lbs, long black hair, a super tight body and an ass that would get men’s testosterone bubbling. Despite our sex life being very exciting for us both, we were going in different directions in life. This story is the final story about her and it’s about how she continued sleeping with a guy she ultimately married. In the story I posted just prior to this one, Gina had lied to me about using a condom with this guy, who she had met at the bank where she worked. He was a customer she had the hots for who ended up asking her out. They’d been on several dates at this point and on every single one of them, he emptied his balls into my girlfriend of 10 years.

Gina had let me know that she would be going on another date with this guy and that it would be an overnight date. Since I liked being with her right after she slept with guys, I wasn’t so into the idea of her staying with him overnight. On top of that, as I said, our relationship had problems and her growing closer with him certainly wasn’t going to help. I reluctantly agreed to her meeting him in the evening and spending the night. Clearly my sex drive was overriding the more sensible parts of my mind.

The day she was supposed to meet him, I had a class which started in the morning and ended around 5pm. She said she was meeting him at 5pm and would be back the next morning. With this plan, I wouldn’t see her again after leaving for school, until the following morning. When I got to the school, I found out my class had been cancelled because the teacher was sick. I went back home, thinking great, I’ll hang with Gina before her date. When I got home around 11am, she was all dolled up, dressed slutty, had her jacket on and was about to leave. I asked where she was going, since her date wasn’t until this evening. It turned out, the second I left for class, she got ready in a hurry to meet him earlier in the day. Looking back on it, it wasn’t too big of a deal that she was going to meet him early but at the time, after she’d lied about using a condom with this guy, another lie really pissed me off. We got into a big argument and I told her, if she leaves now, we’re no longer together. She was crying and at a loss for what to do. Without saying a word, she walked out the door to go meet him.

I was raging, my young mind not well-equipped to handle what was going on. It was a very long day, night as I paced around, trying to collect my thoughts. On one hand I was imagining her giving herself to this guy which made me jerk off multiple times. On the other hand, I was angry at how this all went down. The following day she was due back in the morning but didn’t get home until the evening. Again, part of me was bursting with sexual excitement, knowing she was all his but anger was getting the better of me.
When she finally got home in the evening, it was awkward. Neither of us quite knew what to say.
Finally we started having a discussion. She was crying almost immediately, saying she couldn’t believe I told her we are no longer together. Our discussion was going up and down with arguments breaking out and some moments of understanding. After a couple of hours of this, I asked her if she had sex with him. I knew the answer but asked for some reason anyway. She said, “yeah, 4 times and I was crying each time.” I asked why she would have sex if she was so upset. She just said, “he’s so hot, I couldn’t resist.” I asked if they used condoms. She said, “no, and he came in me.” The mix of being turned on and angry was incredible. Within a minute, I had her naked, on her back and I was drilling her like my life depended on it. She was so wet and loose, it felt incredible. I came in her, my load mixing with the one he left in her right before she came home.

After a few bouts of sex that evening and the following day, the reality of our broken relationship had set in. For years she wanted to get married, have kids, buy a house, all of the usual things. My life was on a very different course and neither of us would budge. We decided to break up. She moved in with her parents and I stayed in the apartment we had.

She continued seeing this guy and would tell me about it on phone calls, since we still got off on this dynamic. They started a full blown relationship. The last time I saw her, she came to get some of her last possessions. Right before she walked out the door, she came over to me, got on her knees, pulled out my cock and gave me life-changing head. I unleashed down her throat, once last time. Her new boyfriend never would have stayed with her, had he known she did this.

We spoke here and there for about a year and then drifted into our own lives. I haven’t heard from her in 25 years now but friends who know her let me know she is still married to that guy. Our stag/vixen, hotwife, whatever you want to call it type relationship set the stage for a number of relationships I had with girls over the last 25 years. In my upcoming stories, I’ll continue working my way through the trail of perversity.

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