A little context before I jump in: I had been dating my ex for right around three years. I was 26, and she was 22. Things had been a bit rocky toward the end for all the usual reasons relationships tend to fizzle out. It all came to a head when she got drunk at an employee party I didn’t attend and went home with someone else. I actually caught her in the act—but that’s a story for another time. What made it even better was that we worked at the same company, so everyone found out… fun times 🙃. Needless to say, I ended things that night.
For some reason, she wasn’t ready to give up on the relationship, even though she had been ready to throw it away. All week, she begged me for another chance, saying she would do anything and that she’d made a mistake, etc. Another important detail: we had already bought tickets to a rave, and the following week we had a joint birthday trip planned to a beachfront condo we’d rented on Airbnb. Plus, I hated that she had forced my hand to end things instead of us coming to that decision together. So I compromised. I told her I needed time to think, and during that time we’d be on a break—the kind where we didn’t see other people. She agreed.
One more thing: her older sister was home for the summer from deployment in the Army. She and I had always gotten along really well, especially since she was only a year younger than me. She also looked like a taller, more buff version of my ex. When she found out what her sister had done, she called me to apologize and asked if there was anything she could do. After chatting for a while, I suggested that she could come with us to the rave and the beach trip. At the time, the idea was completely innocent, and I had no ulterior motives when I suggested it. I just wanted her there as a buffer and in case my ex did anything crazy and I needed to bail. Obviously, my ex was not a fan of this idea, but she was in no position to argue, so she agreed.
Fast forward to the night of the rave. All of us did a lot of molly and were feeling fucking incredible—so much so that I was almost beginning to forget why I ever broke up with my ex (it truly is a hell of a drug). Halfway through the show, my ex left us to go into the mosh pit, something she loved to join and her sister and I did not, so we stayed near our spot and kept dancing together. Not long after, I leaned in to ask her sister if she wanted to go grab some water. At my touch she turned and locked eyes with me. We had that electric, molly-induced connection you get where you are suddenly and insanely attracted to one another. Then we were on one another and making out like we were the only two on the dance floor kissing and tonguing one another to the beat of the music. It was ravenous, the way we went at it. I kissed down her neck, and as I did, I slipped my hand into her small rave shorts and then drew my finger along her slit, feeling how wet she was, before pulling it back out and locking eyes with her as I sucked her cum off my fingers. I’ll never forget the way her eyes looked at me when I did that.
Not long after I remember getting paranoid about my ex seeing us, so I grabbed her sister's hand and took her outside. We went along the side of the building, and she didn't even hesitate, dropping to her knees and pulling out my throbbing cock. She knew how to suck a dick like a barracks bunny, cupping my balls while perfectly gliding up and down on my cock and swirling her tongue at the top. After a couple of minutes of this, between the drugs and whatever she was doing, my brain and body couldn't handle the pleasure and shorted out for probably 30 seconds. When I came to, she was licking her lips and looking me right in the eyes. “Thank you for the drink,” was all she said. Then she stood up and kissed me deeply with tongue, which still tasted like me, and then we went back in and acted like nothing ever happened.
Once we were back inside my ex rejoined us not long after, never suspecting a thing. The rest of the night, she was dancing on me and trying extra hard to impress and turn me on. At one point, she reached behind her and felt how hard it was. She leaned back and told me, “You have no idea how wet that makes me for you…” Poor girl—if only she knew that it was for her sister that I was throbbing. Her sister and I eye-fucked each other the whole rest of the night, and it drove me crazy. The toxic part of me especially loved the rage-filled looks she gave her sister whenever my ex was touching me or turning around to kiss me.
At the end of the night, as we were waiting for our Uber and the molly was starting to drop us. I was worried that as she sobered up, there would be regret on her end. My ex was a mess and was barely upright from all the drugs and drinking she had done (as per usual). I remember after we got my ex in the back seat, her sister turned around and said, “After we get her to bed, you’re sleeping with me tonight and finishing what we started.” Music to my fucking ears—it was like being high all over again. On the drive home, my ex was completely passed out against the window, practically snoring. Being sober again, the anger at my ex returned for throttle, so I turned and grabbed her sister and kissed her right next to my ex. I can’t begin to describe how both liberating and insanely hot that was, and her sister was completely into it too (she too had several reasons to kinda hate her sister at that time).
When we got back to my place, we took it a step further and put my ex in my bed. I then pushed her sister onto her back right next to my ex and completely stripped her down. There was nothing careful or quiet about what we did next. I got between her legs and licked and fingered her pussy, with everything I had. Looking up over her mound and seeing her moaning next to my passed-out ex will forever be burned into my mind. Sadly, due to the comedown from molly, neither of us were able to cum, and my dick was shot. So I crawled up the bed between them and curled up and pulled her sister in my arms, making sure my back was to my ex, and that’s how we fell asleep.
There’s more to the story with her, but this is starting to get long so I'll end it there for now.