Author: Ohdearjohn7

[M]e and my ex [f]iance spent years together putting on an act of innocence, while lying about our age difference and that we were living together, fucking like rabbits the entire time.

Edited for quality and repetitiveness.

 

My fiance and I broke up about 2 years ago, and although I’m much happier now that we’re split I think constantly about our sex life. In that respect, we were basically a perfect match.

 

A large component of our relationship was her love of my writing and her wild imagination. It was never a surprise to me how much I ended up enjoying reading similar stories online after she and I broke up, it’s very reminiscent of the dynamic we shared. Maybe I can get some catharsis or just some base enjoyment talking about it now.

 

I’ll do my best to make sure that everything I choose to write is as accurate and as close to the real events as possible. I fully admit that I’m going to gloss over some of the more mundane details and nuances of our relationship. I’m not looking to dissect our dysfunctions. I just want to reminisce about the years we shared.

 

To most people we were this very innocent, very polite, picturesque white picket fence couple. Nobody really had a clue what we were really like behind closed doors. Certainly none of our family members had any idea that we were even living together. Read more »

[M]e and my ex [f]iance spent years together putting on an act of innocence, while lying about our age difference and that we were living together, fucking like rabbits the entire time.

Edited for quality and repetitiveness.

 

My fiance and I broke up about 2 years ago, and although I’m much happier now that we’re split I think constantly about our sex life. In that respect, we were basically a perfect match.

 

A large component of our relationship was her love of my writing and her wild imagination. It was never a surprise to me how much I ended up enjoying reading similar stories online after she and I broke up, it’s very reminiscent of the dynamic we shared. Maybe I can get some catharsis or just some base enjoyment talking about it now.

 

I’ll do my best to make sure that everything I choose to write is as accurate and as close to the real events as possible. I fully admit that I’m going to gloss over some of the more mundane details and nuances of our relationship. I’m not looking to dissect our dysfunctions. I just want to reminisce about the years we shared.

 

To most people we were this very innocent, very polite, picturesque white picket fence couple. Nobody really had a clue what we were really like behind closed doors. Certainly none of our family members had any idea that we were even living together. Read more »

[M]y [F]iance, “Bunny”, and I fucked like rabbits for years before we broke up.

EDIT: An additional detail I didn’t mention before that sticks out to me is how to the outside world, we were this very innocent, very polite, picturesque White fence couple. Nobody really had a clue what we were really like behind closed doors unless they were very very close friends, and certainly none of our family members had any idea that we were even living together.

 

I’ve been lurking this sub and enjoying the stories for a long time now. I’ve gone back and forth time and again on deciding whether or not I was going to share any of my stories.

 

My fiance and I broke up about 2 years ago, and although I’m much happier now that we’re split I think constantly about our sex life. In that respect, we were basically a perfect match. Maybe I can get some catharsis or just some base enjoyment talking about it now.

 

When we first started dating and could not keep our hands off each other, we were in bed fooling around and I told her that people misunderstand the phrase “fuck like rabbits.” Obviously rabbits reproduce very quickly and numerously but people don’t fluently understand why. Read more »