Post Break up affairs [m] [f]

A couple years back when I was in college, I hit a little bit of a fuck boy stage. I had recently broken up with my girlfriend, whom I’ve written about numerous times, and was being petty and taking advantage of being an athlete.

After a few one night stands, there was a girl, call her Liz, who was in a very similar stage in her life, she was on and off with a long distance boyfriend. We had a few mutual friends and connected at a house party. We hit it off that night with a fair amount of sexual tension but I didn’t want to be apart of cheating and she didn’t want to cheat either.

Two nights later, I get a text, “can I come over?” She sends. I reply that it’s probably not a good idea, it was 10pm on a Monday night, I was already in bed. “What if I blow you and we fuck?” Followed up with “don’t worry, he’s done, I need it”. Well shit, how do I say no now? She said she needs to stay over, though as she lives with her parents still but promised to make it worth my while.

[m] injury leads to her pleasing me [mf]

Just about where it all begins, Freshman year of college. Me being a 21 year old freshman and athlete had perks. I had been exclusive with a very fine cheerleader, or so I thought. Skipping the dramatic details, she fucked someone else while my sports team was on a road trip. I found out through a mutual friend and I immediately ended the fling. I thought to myself it was a fun ride, she was a great bang but it was my first year on campus, I wanted to sleep with as many girls as I could. A week later, I get injured in practice. Just a miserable, painful shoulder injury. I was given a bunch of pain pills but those scare the hell out of me, I tried to refuse them as much as possible. Of course the second my ex fling hears about it, she immediately tries to take advantage of my vulnerable state. I was 21 and horny, I gave in almost immediately.

Late Night Bathroom Fuck [mf]

Of all my stories with this college GF, this has to be my favorite.

It was playoffs for my college sport. We flew to a different state to play. My gf and a few other girlfriends decided to make the 16 hour drive. I thought my gf was crazy to come but whatever. We stay at a nicer hotel, 2 players to a room, each have our own beds. GF is staying at the same hotel with all 4 girls in 1 room. I happen to have the Uber religious roommate, virgin till marriage type, he really looked down on premarital sex but beyond that, he was a good guy. Why does this matter? No way was “Dan” leaving for 15 minutes so I could fuck my GF when she arrived. My GF was arriving fairly late. An hour or so before she arrives, she sends me a picture.

Revenge sex is the best sex [mf]

I [m23] had just broken up with a my girlfriend. I was cheated on and angry about the situation, she thought she could make it better and we could get past it. We were beyond the point of no return. I had been tipped off by her best friend, she felt guilty and felt I should know, I already had my suspicions. My now ex’s first actions were to go to social media to post stuff with a new guy, I opted to take the high road on social media.

A few days after the breakup, my ex’s best friend texted me just to check in. She complained about what her friend was doing and I just had a feeling she wanted something more than to see how I was doing. They had an odd friendship, seemed like they were always fighting about something but always made up eventually.

Golfing was boring for her [MF]

This story is from a few years ago, back in my college days. I’ve written about my then gf before, she had daddy issues and I was a horny college kid. I opted to stay in our college town over summer to train and to be with my girlfriend at the time, she grew up in our college town.

She was a very horny girl, I do have endless stories for our time dating. She could be totally not in the mood, basically sleeping, all I had to do was reach over and touch her pussy and she wanted to fuck. It was incredible and partially wasted because we both lived in a dorm with roommates for a chuck of our relationship. We had to sneak off to the bathroom, go for a drive, or fuck in silence next to my roommate.

One summer day, I wanted to golf, she figured she’d come along to just hang out, golf was not her thing. We went to the worst golf course in the area, it was the cheapest around and I just had the itch to play. Because the course was so poor, we were basically the only ones playing. After a couple holes, she was over it, ready to be done. I was annoyed because I warned her it was going to be a few hours and she still wanted to come.

Pizza Blow Job and Sex [mf]

I opted to stay at school for summer, take a summer class, work and train for sports. I actually landed a job at a pizza place that my gf had worked at. I worked full time, she picked up shifts for cash as she was from the city where our college was at. She raked in tips flirting with customers, I ate for free and brought home pizzas all summer for my roommates, great summer.

Now this was a small pizza place, no tables inside, just pickup or delivery. Often times it would be just 3 of us working, the delivery driver, myself and my crazy gf. I say crazy because she rigged the schedule to work shifts with me all summer while we basically lived with each other. I was around her 24/7 and it got old after a month. Until one day, something was off. We were both bitter at each other. We had an hour or so left before close, the delivery driver took off for an order, we knew he’d be gone for a good 45 minutes.

My Outdoor Adventure [mf]

Forgive me, this is my first post, been reading along and I have a few stories of my own to add. I am male, former Division 1 athlete, we were the only division 1 sport at our university so we were the main ticket in town and very successful during my time there.

Enough about sports. I was in a terrible relationship. She was hot and had daddy issues, I was young and horny. We were a perfect sexual match but a nightmare of a relationship. She was a cheerleader and on a full academic scholarship. No, she did not cheer for my sport but we did use her outfit a time or two. I found out after our relationship ended that she used to make up fake fights for us to fight about so we could make up, bring us closer and have rough make-up sex.

About her, she has dark hair, is about 5 ft 5in, A cup boobs and a thin waste with a fat booty. She did the miss America pageant events. She had always talked about her need to get fake tits if she ever wanted to compete for real. Spoiler, she never did, still bummed about that.