u/InevitableSoft6017

Okay so for context I made a lot of posts on here about how Ive been cheating on my boyfriend with my ex and some other friends. I won’t get into it again here but to sum it up, my ex is fckin HUGE and I just found out through him that I have a massive cheating kink in general. My boyfriend is super trusting of me so he doesn’t even suspect anything tbh.

2 days ago I stayed the night at a “friends” place but was actually just getting railed like crazy with my ex. In the morning I said I had to go but he was asking for one more round but I said no cuz I was already sore and had a date later with my boyfriend. He let up and asked for just head and I said fine, so I got in my usual position on my knees. I took out his monster dick and just went to work.

Before I started fully taking him in my throat, I just admired it. Idk why, but no matter how many times I see it I cane get over how fcking absurd his dick is. He noticed and said “take a pic it’ll last longer” but I said yeah right, my bf is trusting but I’m not gonna just have those kind of pics on my phone. He asked if he could, and I said yeah. He grabbed a phone and just started taking pics of me just loving his dick. He stopped when I started to actually blow him, and gripped my hair, guiding me deeper and deeper down his dick.

He came on my face and glasses and took another pic. I cleaned up and let him know not to text me for a bit since i was gonna focus on my boyfriend these next few weeks. He said whatever and I called my boyfriend to pick me up. He dropped me off at my nail techs and payed for my nails, then we went to his place and I got ready with a nice dress he bought me. It was a cute date, nice restaurant and stuff. We ended the date at my place, we had like a cute like picnic thing in my room and stuff and got freaky deaky.

We were laid down in bed and I was laying on him showing him pics that we took on the date. I was just swiping and favoriting pics that he liked and wanted me to send him, until we got to the end. I swiped and I was fcking mortified. It was the pics my ex took of me sucking his dick. He never took them in his phone, HE TOOK THEM ON MINE. The pics were pretty dark, I recognized it instantly but my boyfriend was like “what is that haha” just completely clueless.

I freaked the fck OUT and just said they were bad selfies that I didn’t like. I tried to act as chill as I could but it was probably obvious cuz my bf asked what was wrong. He hugged me and said he was sorry, he knows how much I hate how skinny I am sometimes, and just said he should’ve known better. I said thank you and we fell asleep a bit after. Well at least he did, my heart was pounding out of my chest while he was snoring it up in my ear.

I finally passed out tho and woke up to my bf gone cuz he had work early in the morning, he sent a message at like 5 am saying sorry again abt last night and that he loves me and all that. I said it was okay, then immediately texted and sent the pics to my ex. I was mad and asked if he took the pics on my phone on purpose but he just texted “😂😂” followed by “did your lil bf find out what real dick looks like?😂” and it all clicked for me.

He didn’t want a pic of me actually sucking his dick cuz he wanted my bf to see his full dick out in my hands😭😭😭

Okay so for context I (18f) made a lot of posts on here about how Ive been cheating on my boyfriend (19m) with my ex (26m) and some other friends. I won’t get into it again here but to sum it up, my ex is fckin HUGE and I just found out through him that I have a massive cheating kink in general. My boyfriend is super trusting of me so he doesn’t even suspect anything tbh.

2 days ago I stayed the night at a “friends” place but was actually just getting railed like crazy with my ex. In the morning I said I had to go but he was asking for one more round but I said no cuz I was already sore and had a date later with my boyfriend. He let up and asked for just head and I said fine, so I got in my usual position on my knees. I took out his monster dick and just went to work.

Before I started fully taking him in my throat, I just admired it. Idk why, but no matter how many times I see it I cane get over how fcking absurd his dick is. He noticed and said “take a pic it’ll last longer” but I said yeah right, my bf is trusting but I’m not gonna just have those kind of pics on my phone. He asked if he could, and I said yeah. He grabbed a phone and just started taking pics of me just loving his dick. He stopped when I started to actually blow him, and gripped my hair, guiding me deeper and deeper down his dick.

He came on my face and glasses and took another pic. I cleaned up and let him know not to text me for a bit since i was gonna focus on my boyfriend these next few weeks. He said whatever and I called my boyfriend to pick me up. He dropped me off at my nail techs and payed for my nails, then we went to his place and I got ready with a nice dress he bought me. It was a cute date, nice restaurant and stuff. We ended the date at my place, we had like a cute like picnic thing in my room and stuff and got freaky deaky.

We were laid down in bed and I was laying on him showing him pics that we took on the date. I was just swiping and favoriting pics that he liked and wanted me to send him, until we got to the end. I swiped and I was fcking mortified. It was the pics my ex took of me sucking his dick. He never took them in his phone, HE TOOK THEM ON MINE. The pics were pretty dark, I recognized it instantly but my boyfriend was like “what is that haha” just completely clueless.

I freaked the fck OUT and just said they were bad selfies that I didn’t like. I tried to act as chill as I could but it was probably obvious cuz my bf asked what was wrong. He hugged me and said he was sorry, he knows how much I hate how skinny I am sometimes, and just said he should’ve known better. I said thank you and we fell asleep a bit after. Well at least he did, my heart was pounding out of my chest while he was snoring it up in my ear.

I finally passed out tho and woke up to my bf gone cuz he had work early in the morning, he sent a message at like 5 am saying sorry again abt last night and that he loves me and all that. I said it was okay, then immediately texted and sent the pics to my ex. I was mad and asked if he took the pics on my phone on purpose but he just texted “😂😂” followed by “did your lil bf find out what real dick looks like?😂” and it all clicked for me.

He didn’t want a pic of me actually sucking his dick cuz he wanted my bf to see his full dick out in my hands😭😭😭

Okay so I’ve (18f) made posts on here before but for context I unfortunately am cheating on my boyfriend (19m) with my ex (26m) currently. It’s been my ex and a couple of friends, me and my boyfriend even broke up for a bit but ultimately we got back together and unfortunately I am still scum of the earth cuz I still do it every now and then.

Today was one of those shitty days where my ex hit me up saying that he was free since his gf just left. I didn’t answer right away and just got up to brush my teeth and hair and just kinda get ready. When I got back to my phone I saw that he was already almost here and I didn’t have time to change. All I had on was black leggings and my boyfriend’s hoodie of his favorite artist rn, Wesghost.

He was spamming me with calls and texts and just decided to go even tho I looked like a bum and hopped in his car. We got there and, as usual, we started smoking. After we both were pretty out of it, he put a hand on my thigh and I saw the tent he was pitching in his shorts. Naturally, I sunk down to the floor between his legs and whipped it out. It sprung out and smacked my chin. I stroked it with one hand, reminding myself how he’s legit almost double the size of my boyfriend.

I put both hands on it, spit, and started doing my thing. I took him in my mouth, twisting my hands and covering his dick in spit. Eventually he started guiding my head with his hand so I let go and let him fuck my face. After some choking and gagging he said he was close so I took control back and put both hands back on while I went harder, but he grabbed my hair and yanked me back. He shot out with some getting on my face but more getting on my bfs hoodie.

Now, let me answer this question before you ask it, the reason I kept my sweater on was bc my exs apartment is COLD. He keeps it at 65-70 degrees Fahrenheit (freedom units baybee) so usually when we get frisky I gradually strip as I get hotter and hotter. Anyways, I was freaking out but he helped me take it off and threw it in his clothes pile saying that he’ll wash it later. Idk much about cum on clothes but he’s the man so I left it to him.

We continued where we left off and he railed me into the mattress. He left me there recovering from the absolute dicking he gave me and I took a nap. When I woke up he was gone saying he had to pick something up and to throw his stuff in the wash. I went down to the laundry room in the complex and threw everything in, bfs hoodie included, and set it to high and just sat there with my legs shivering. He met back up with me later when his clothes were already done drying. We made it back up to his place and I was getting ready to leave so I grabbed my bfs hoodie and saw a huge white stain on it.

I was freaking out and told my ex abt it and he was worried too, but he was just worried about his own clothes. 1 of his shirts got stained also and he got upset at me and kicked me out of his place saying I “should’ve known” or whatever. He was my ride home so I reluctantly had to call my bf and ask for money for a Lyft or uber. He just sent money without asking and had to hang up cuz of work. I got home and I’m currently still up trying my 3rd stain removal attempt but it doesn’t look like it’s coming out so idk payback for me I guess LOL

Okay so I’ve (18f) made posts on here before but for context I unfortunately am cheating on my boyfriend (19m) with my ex (26m) currently. It’s been my ex and a couple of friends, me and my boyfriend even broke up for a bit but ultimately we got back together and unfortunately I am still scum of the earth cuz I still do it every now and then.

Today was one of those shitty days where my ex hit me up saying that he was free since his gf just left. I didn’t answer right away and just got up to brush my teeth and hair and just kinda get ready. When I got back to my phone I saw that he was already almost here and I didn’t have time to change. All I had on was black leggings and my boyfriend’s hoodie of his favorite artist rn, Wesghost.

He was spamming me with calls and texts and just decided to go even tho I looked like a bum and hopped in his car. We got there and, as usual, we started smoking. After we both were pretty out of it, he put a hand on my thigh and I saw the tent he was pitching in his shorts. Naturally, I sunk down to the floor between his legs and whipped it out. It sprung out and smacked my chin. I stroked it with one hand, reminding myself how he’s legit almost double the size of my boyfriend.

I put both hands on it, spit, and started doing my thing. I took him in my mouth, twisting my hands and covering his dick in spit. Eventually he started guiding my head with his hand so I let go and let him fuck my face. After some choking and gagging he said he was close so I took control back and put both hands back on while I went harder, but he grabbed my hair and yanked me back. He shot out with some getting on my face but more getting on my bfs hoodie.

Now, let me answer this question before you ask it, the reason I kept my sweater on was bc my exs apartment is COLD. He keeps it at 65-70 degrees Fahrenheit (freedom units baybee) so usually when we get frisky I gradually strip as I get hotter and hotter. Anyways, I was freaking out but he helped me take it off and threw it in his clothes pile saying that he’ll wash it later. Idk much about cum on clothes but he’s the man so I left it to him.

We continued where we left off and he railed me into the mattress. He left me there recovering from the absolute dicking he gave me and I took a nap. When I woke up he was gone saying he had to pick something up and to throw his stuff in the wash. I went down to the laundry room in the complex and threw everything in, bfs hoodie included, and set it to high and just sat there with my legs shivering. He met back up with me later when his clothes were already done drying. We made it back up to his place and I was getting ready to leave so I grabbed my bfs hoodie and saw a huge white stain on it.

I was freaking out and told my ex abt it and he was worried too, but he was just worried about his own clothes. 1 of his shirts got stained also and he got upset at me and kicked me out of his place saying I “should’ve known” or whatever. He was my ride home so I reluctantly had to call my bf and ask for money for a Lyft or uber. He just sent money without asking and had to hang up cuz of work. I got home and I’m currently still up trying my 3rd stain removal attempt but it doesn’t look like it’s coming out so idk payback for me I guess LOL

Okay so I’ve (18f) made posts on here before but for context I unfortunately am cheating on my boyfriend (19m) with my ex (26m) currently. It’s been my ex and a couple of friends, me and my boyfriend even broke up for a bit but ultimately we got back together and unfortunately I am still scum of the earth cuz I still do it every now and then.

Today was one of those shitty days where my ex hit me up saying that he was free since his gf just left. I didn’t answer right away and just got up to brush my teeth and hair and just kinda get ready. When I got back to my phone I saw that he was already almost here and I didn’t have time to change. All I had on was black leggings and my boyfriend’s hoodie of his favorite artist rn, Wesghost.

He was spamming me with calls and texts and just decided to go even tho I looked like a bum and hopped in his car. We got there and, as usual, we started smoking. After we both were pretty out of it, he put a hand on my thigh and I saw the tent he was pitching in his shorts. Naturally, I sunk down to the floor between his legs and whipped it out. It sprung out and smacked my chin. I stroked it with one hand, reminding myself how he’s legit almost double the size of my boyfriend.

I put both hands on it, spit, and started doing my thing. I took him in my mouth, twisting my hands and covering his dick in spit. Eventually he started guiding my head with his hand so I let go and let him fuck my face. After some choking and gagging he said he was close so I took control back and put both hands back on while I went harder, but he grabbed my hair and yanked me back. He shot out with some getting on my face but more getting on my bfs hoodie.

Now, let me answer this question before you ask it, the reason I kept my sweater on was bc my exs apartment is COLD. He keeps it at 65-70 degrees Fahrenheit (freedom units baybee) so usually when we get frisky I gradually strip as I get hotter and hotter. Anyways, I was freaking out but he helped me take it off and threw it in his clothes pile saying that he’ll wash it later. Idk much about cum on clothes but he’s the man so I left it to him.

We continued where we left off and he railed me into the mattress. He left me there recovering from the absolute dicking he gave me and I took a nap. When I woke up he was gone saying he had to pick something up and to throw his stuff in the wash. I went down to the laundry room in the complex and threw everything in, bfs hoodie included, and set it to high and just sat there with my legs shivering. He met back up with me later when his clothes were already done drying. We made it back up to his place and I was getting ready to leave so I grabbed my bfs hoodie and saw a huge white stain on it.

I was freaking out and told my ex abt it and he was worried too, but he was just worried about his own clothes. 1 of his shirts got stained also and he got upset at me and kicked me out of his place saying I “should’ve known” or whatever. He was my ride home so I reluctantly had to call my bf and ask for money for a Lyft or uber. He just sent money without asking and had to hang up cuz of work. I got home and I’m currently still up trying my 3rd stain removal attempt but it doesn’t look like it’s coming out so idk payback for me I guess LOL

Okay so I’ve (18f) made posts on here before but for context I unfortunately am cheating on my boyfriend (19m) with my ex (26m) currently. It’s been my ex and a couple of friends, me and my boyfriend even broke up for a bit but ultimately we got back together and unfortunately I am still scum of the earth cuz I still do it every now and then.

Today was one of those shitty days where my ex hit me up saying that he was free since his gf just left. I didn’t answer right away and just got up to brush my teeth and hair and just kinda get ready. When I got back to my phone I saw that he was already almost here and I didn’t have time to change. All I had on was black leggings and my boyfriend’s hoodie of his favorite artist rn, Wesghost.

He was spamming me with calls and texts and just decided to go even tho I looked like a bum and hopped in his car. We got there and, as usual, we started smoking. After we both were pretty out of it, he put a hand on my thigh and I saw the tent he was pitching in his shorts. Naturally, I sunk down to the floor between his legs and whipped it out. It sprung out and smacked my chin. I stroked it with one hand, reminding myself how he’s legit almost double the size of my boyfriend.

I put both hands on it, spit, and started doing my thing. I took him in my mouth, twisting my hands and covering his dick in spit. Eventually he started guiding my head with his hand so I let go and let him fuck my face. After some choking and gagging he said he was close so I took control back and put both hands back on while I went harder, but he grabbed my hair and yanked me back. He shot out with some getting on my face but more getting on my bfs hoodie.

Now, let me answer this question before you ask it, the reason I kept my sweater on was bc my exs apartment is COLD. He keeps it at 65-70 degrees Fahrenheit (freedom units baybee) so usually when we get frisky I gradually strip as I get hotter and hotter. Anyways, I was freaking out but he helped me take it off and threw it in his clothes pile saying that he’ll wash it later. Idk much about cum on clothes but he’s the man so I left it to him.

We continued where we left off and he railed me into the mattress. He left me there recovering from the absolute dicking he gave me and I took a nap. When I woke up he was gone saying he had to pick something up and to throw his stuff in the wash. I went down to the laundry room in the complex and threw everything in, bfs hoodie included, and set it to high and just sat there with my legs shivering. He met back up with me later when his clothes were already done drying. We made it back up to his place and I was getting ready to leave so I grabbed my bfs hoodie and saw a huge white stain on it.

I was freaking out and told my ex abt it and he was worried too, but he was just worried about his own clothes. 1 of his shirts got stained also and he got upset at me and kicked me out of his place saying I “should’ve known” or whatever. He was my ride home so I reluctantly had to call my bf and ask for money for a Lyft or uber. He just sent money without asking and had to hang up cuz of work. I got home and I’m currently still up trying my 3rd stain removal attempt but it doesn’t look like it’s coming out so idk payback for me I guess LOL

Okay so I’ve (18f) made posts on here before but for context I unfortunately am cheating on my boyfriend (19m) with my ex (26m) currently. It’s been my ex and a couple of friends, me and my boyfriend even broke up for a bit but ultimately we got back together and unfortunately I am still scum of the earth cuz I still do it every now and then.

Today was one of those shitty days where my ex hit me up saying that he was free since his gf just left. I didn’t answer right away and just got up to brush my teeth and hair and just kinda get ready. When I got back to my phone I saw that he was already almost here and I didn’t have time to change. All I had on was black leggings and my boyfriend’s hoodie of his favorite artist rn, Wesghost.

He was spamming me with calls and texts and just decided to go even tho I looked like a bum and hopped in his car. We got there and, as usual, we started smoking. After we both were pretty out of it, he put a hand on my thigh and I saw the tent he was pitching in his shorts. Naturally, I sunk down to the floor between his legs and whipped it out. It sprung out and smacked my chin. I stroked it with one hand, reminding myself how he’s legit almost double the size of my boyfriend.

I put both hands on it, spit, and started doing my thing. I took him in my mouth, twisting my hands and covering his dick in spit. Eventually he started guiding my head with his hand so I let go and let him fuck my face. After some choking and gagging he said he was close so I took control back and put both hands back on while I went harder, but he grabbed my hair and yanked me back. He shot out with some getting on my face but more getting on my bfs hoodie.

Now, let me answer this question before you ask it, the reason I kept my sweater on was bc my exs apartment is COLD. He keeps it at 65-70 degrees Fahrenheit (freedom units baybee) so usually when we get frisky I gradually strip as I get hotter and hotter. Anyways, I was freaking out but he helped me take it off and threw it in his clothes pile saying that he’ll wash it later. Idk much about cum on clothes but he’s the man so I left it to him.

We continued where we left off and he railed me into the mattress. He left me there recovering from the absolute dicking he gave me and I took a nap. When I woke up he was gone saying he had to pick something up and to throw his stuff in the wash. I went down to the laundry room in the complex and threw everything in, bfs hoodie included, and set it to high and just sat there with my legs shivering. He met back up with me later when his clothes were already done drying. We made it back up to his place and I was getting ready to leave so I grabbed my bfs hoodie and saw a huge white stain on it.

I was freaking out and told my ex abt it and he was worried too, but he was just worried about his own clothes. 1 of his shirts got stained also and he got upset at me and kicked me out of his place saying I “should’ve known” or whatever. He was my ride home so I reluctantly had to call my bf and ask for money for a Lyft or uber. He just sent money without asking and had to hang up cuz of work. I got home and I’m currently still up trying my 3rd stain removal attempt but it doesn’t look like it’s coming out so idk payback for me I guess LOL

Okay so I’ve (18f) made posts on here before but for context I unfortunately am cheating on my boyfriend (19m) with my ex (26m) currently. It’s been my ex and a couple of friends, me and my boyfriend even broke up for a bit but ultimately we got back together and unfortunately I am still scum of the earth cuz I still do it every now and then.

Today was one of those shitty days where my ex hit me up saying that he was free since his gf just left. I didn’t answer right away and just got up to brush my teeth and hair and just kinda get ready. When I got back to my phone I saw that he was already almost here and I didn’t have time to change. All I had on was black leggings and my boyfriend’s hoodie of his favorite artist rn, Wesghost.

He was spamming me with calls and texts and just decided to go even tho I looked like a bum and hopped in his car. We got there and, as usual, we started smoking. After we both were pretty out of it, he put a hand on my thigh and I saw the tent he was pitching in his shorts. Naturally, I sunk down to the floor between his legs and whipped it out. It sprung out and smacked my chin. I stroked it with one hand, reminding myself how he’s legit almost double the size of my boyfriend.

I put both hands on it, spit, and started doing my thing. I took him in my mouth, twisting my hands and covering his dick in spit. Eventually he started guiding my head with his hand so I let go and let him fuck my face. After some choking and gagging he said he was close so I took control back and put both hands back on while I went harder, but he grabbed my hair and yanked me back. He shot out with some getting on my face but more getting on my bfs hoodie.

Now, let me answer this question before you ask it, the reason I kept my sweater on was bc my exs apartment is COLD. He keeps it at 65-70 degrees Fahrenheit (freedom units baybee) so usually when we get frisky I gradually strip as I get hotter and hotter. Anyways, I was freaking out but he helped me take it off and threw it in his clothes pile saying that he’ll wash it later. Idk much about cum on clothes but he’s the man so I left it to him.

We continued where we left off and he railed me into the mattress. He left me there recovering from the absolute dicking he gave me and I took a nap. When I woke up he was gone saying he had to pick something up and to throw his stuff in the wash. I went down to the laundry room in the complex and threw everything in, bfs hoodie included, and set it to high and just sat there with my legs shivering. He met back up with me later when his clothes were already done drying. We made it back up to his place and I was getting ready to leave so I grabbed my bfs hoodie and saw a huge white stain on it.

I was freaking out and told my ex abt it and he was worried too, but he was just worried about his own clothes. 1 of his shirts got stained also and he got upset at me and kicked me out of his place saying I “should’ve known” or whatever. He was my ride home so I reluctantly had to call my bf and ask for money for a Lyft or uber. He just sent money without asking and had to hang up cuz of work. I got home and I’m currently still up trying my 3rd stain removal attempt but it doesn’t look like it’s coming out so idk payback for me I guess LOL

Okay so I’ve (18f) made posts on here before but for context I unfortunately am cheating on my boyfriend (19m) with my ex (26m) currently. It’s been my ex and a couple of friends, me and my boyfriend even broke up for a bit but ultimately we got back together and unfortunately I am still scum of the earth cuz I still do it every now and then.

Today was one of those shitty days where my ex hit me up saying that he was free since his gf just left. I didn’t answer right away and just got up to brush my teeth and hair and just kinda get ready. When I got back to my phone I saw that he was already almost here and I didn’t have time to change. All I had on was black leggings and my boyfriend’s hoodie of his favorite artist rn, Wesghost.

He was spamming me with calls and texts and just decided to go even tho I looked like a bum and hopped in his car. We got there and, as usual, we started smoking. After we both were pretty out of it, he put a hand on my thigh and I saw the tent he was pitching in his shorts. Naturally, I sunk down to the floor between his legs and whipped it out. It sprung out and smacked my chin. I stroked it with one hand, reminding myself how he’s legit almost double the size of my boyfriend.

I put both hands on it, spit, and started doing my thing. I took him in my mouth, twisting my hands and covering his dick in spit. Eventually he started guiding my head with his hand so I let go and let him fuck my face. After some choking and gagging he said he was close so I took control back and put both hands back on while I went harder, but he grabbed my hair and yanked me back. He shot out with some getting on my face but more getting on my bfs hoodie.

Now, let me answer this question before you ask it, the reason I kept my sweater on was bc my exs apartment is COLD. He keeps it at 65-70 degrees Fahrenheit (freedom units baybee) so usually when we get frisky I gradually strip as I get hotter and hotter. Anyways, I was freaking out but he helped me take it off and threw it in his clothes pile saying that he’ll wash it later. Idk much about cum on clothes but he’s the man so I left it to him.

We continued where we left off and he railed me into the mattress. He left me there recovering from the absolute dicking he gave me and I took a nap. When I woke up he was gone saying he had to pick something up and to throw his stuff in the wash. I went down to the laundry room in the complex and threw everything in, bfs hoodie included, and set it to high and just sat there with my legs shivering. He met back up with me later when his clothes were already done drying. We made it back up to his place and I was getting ready to leave so I grabbed my bfs hoodie and saw a huge white stain on it.

I was freaking out and told my ex abt it and he was worried too, but he was just worried about his own clothes. 1 of his shirts got stained also and he got upset at me and kicked me out of his place saying I “should’ve known” or whatever. He was my ride home so I reluctantly had to call my bf and ask for money for a Lyft or uber. He just sent money without asking and had to hang up cuz of work. I got home and I’m currently still up trying my 3rd stain removal attempt but it doesn’t look like it’s coming out so idk payback for me I guess LOL

Okay so I’ve (18f) made posts on here before but for context I unfortunately am cheating on my boyfriend (19m) with my ex (26m) currently. It’s been my ex and a couple of friends, me and my boyfriend even broke up for a bit but ultimately we got back together and unfortunately I am still scum of the earth cuz I still do it every now and then.

Today was one of those shitty days where my ex hit me up saying that he was free since his gf just left. I didn’t answer right away and just got up to brush my teeth and hair and just kinda get ready. When I got back to my phone I saw that he was already almost here and I didn’t have time to change. All I had on was black leggings and my boyfriend’s hoodie of his favorite artist rn, Wesghost.

He was spamming me with calls and texts and just decided to go even tho I looked like a bum and hopped in his car. We got there and, as usual, we started smoking. After we both were pretty out of it, he put a hand on my thigh and I saw the tent he was pitching in his shorts. Naturally, I sunk down to the floor between his legs and whipped it out. It sprung out and smacked my chin. I stroked it with one hand, reminding myself how he’s legit almost double the size of my boyfriend.

I put both hands on it, spit, and started doing my thing. I took him in my mouth, twisting my hands and covering his dick in spit. Eventually he started guiding my head with his hand so I let go and let him fuck my face. After some choking and gagging he said he was close so I took control back and put both hands back on while I went harder, but he grabbed my hair and yanked me back. He shot out with some getting on my face but more getting on my bfs hoodie.

Now, let me answer this question before you ask it, the reason I kept my sweater on was bc my exs apartment is COLD. He keeps it at 65-70 degrees Fahrenheit (freedom units baybee) so usually when we get frisky I gradually strip as I get hotter and hotter. Anyways, I was freaking out but he helped me take it off and threw it in his clothes pile saying that he’ll wash it later. Idk much about cum on clothes but he’s the man so I left it to him.

We continued where we left off and he railed me into the mattress. He left me there recovering from the absolute dicking he gave me and I took a nap. When I woke up he was gone saying he had to pick something up and to throw his stuff in the wash. I went down to the laundry room in the complex and threw everything in, bfs hoodie included, and set it to high and just sat there with my legs shivering. He met back up with me later when his clothes were already done drying. We made it back up to his place and I was getting ready to leave so I grabbed my bfs hoodie and saw a huge white stain on it.

I was freaking out and told my ex abt it and he was worried too, but he was just worried about his own clothes. 1 of his shirts got stained also and he got upset at me and kicked me out of his place saying I “should’ve known” or whatever. He was my ride home so I reluctantly had to call my bf and ask for money for a Lyft or uber. He just sent money without asking and had to hang up cuz of work. I got home and I’m currently still up trying my 3rd stain removal attempt but it doesn’t look like it’s coming out so idk payback for me I guess LOL

Okay so I’ve (18f) made posts on here before but for context I unfortunately am cheating on my boyfriend (19m) with my ex (26m) currently. It’s been my ex and a couple of friends, me and my boyfriend even broke up for a bit but ultimately we got back together and unfortunately I am still scum of the earth cuz I still do it every now and then.

Today was one of those shitty days where my ex hit me up saying that he was free since his gf just left. I didn’t answer right away and just got up to brush my teeth and hair and just kinda get ready. When I got back to my phone I saw that he was already almost here and I didn’t have time to change. All I had on was black leggings and my boyfriend’s hoodie of his favorite artist rn, Wesghost.

He was spamming me with calls and texts and just decided to go even tho I looked like a bum and hopped in his car. We got there and, as usual, we started smoking. After we both were pretty out of it, he put a hand on my thigh and I saw the tent he was pitching in his shorts. Naturally, I sunk down to the floor between his legs and whipped it out. It sprung out and smacked my chin. I stroked it with one hand, reminding myself how he’s legit almost double the size of my boyfriend.

I put both hands on it, spit, and started doing my thing. I took him in my mouth, twisting my hands and covering his dick in spit. Eventually he started guiding my head with his hand so I let go and let him fuck my face. After some choking and gagging he said he was close so I took control back and put both hands back on while I went harder, but he grabbed my hair and yanked me back. He shot out with some getting on my face but more getting on my bfs hoodie.

Now, let me answer this question before you ask it, the reason I kept my sweater on was bc my exs apartment is COLD. He keeps it at 65-70 degrees Fahrenheit (freedom units baybee) so usually when we get frisky I gradually strip as I get hotter and hotter. Anyways, I was freaking out but he helped me take it off and threw it in his clothes pile saying that he’ll wash it later. Idk much about cum on clothes but he’s the man so I left it to him.

We continued where we left off and he railed me into the mattress. He left me there recovering from the absolute dicking he gave me and I took a nap. When I woke up he was gone saying he had to pick something up and to throw his stuff in the wash. I went down to the laundry room in the complex and threw everything in, bfs hoodie included, and set it to high and just sat there with my legs shivering. He met back up with me later when his clothes were already done drying. We made it back up to his place and I was getting ready to leave so I grabbed my bfs hoodie and saw a huge white stain on it.

I was freaking out and told my ex abt it and he was worried too, but he was just worried about his own clothes. 1 of his shirts got stained also and he got upset at me and kicked me out of his place saying I “should’ve known” or whatever. He was my ride home so I reluctantly had to call my bf and ask for money for a Lyft or uber. He just sent money without asking and had to hang up cuz of work. I got home and I’m currently still up trying my 3rd stain removal attempt but it doesn’t look like it’s coming out so idk payback for me I guess LOL

Okay so I’ve (18f) made posts on here before but for context I unfortunately am cheating on my boyfriend (19m) with my ex (26m) currently. It’s been my ex and a couple of friends, me and my boyfriend even broke up for a bit but ultimately we got back together and unfortunately I am still scum of the earth cuz I still do it every now and then.

Today was one of those shitty days where my ex hit me up saying that he was free since his gf just left. I didn’t answer right away and just got up to brush my teeth and hair and just kinda get ready. When I got back to my phone I saw that he was already almost here and I didn’t have time to change. All I had on was black leggings and my boyfriend’s hoodie of his favorite artist rn, Wesghost.

He was spamming me with calls and texts and just decided to go even tho I looked like a bum and hopped in his car. We got there and, as usual, we started smoking. After we both were pretty out of it, he put a hand on my thigh and I saw the tent he was pitching in his shorts. Naturally, I sunk down to the floor between his legs and whipped it out. It sprung out and smacked my chin. I stroked it with one hand, reminding myself how he’s legit almost double the size of my boyfriend.

I put both hands on it, spit, and started doing my thing. I took him in my mouth, twisting my hands and covering his dick in spit. Eventually he started guiding my head with his hand so I let go and let him fuck my face. After some choking and gagging he said he was close so I took control back and put both hands back on while I went harder, but he grabbed my hair and yanked me back. He shot out with some getting on my face but more getting on my bfs hoodie.

Now, let me answer this question before you ask it, the reason I kept my sweater on was bc my exs apartment is COLD. He keeps it at 65-70 degrees Fahrenheit (freedom units baybee) so usually when we get frisky I gradually strip as I get hotter and hotter. Anyways, I was freaking out but he helped me take it off and threw it in his clothes pile saying that he’ll wash it later. Idk much about cum on clothes but he’s the man so I left it to him.

We continued where we left off and he railed me into the mattress. He left me there recovering from the absolute dicking he gave me and I took a nap. When I woke up he was gone saying he had to pick something up and to throw his stuff in the wash. I went down to the laundry room in the complex and threw everything in, bfs hoodie included, and set it to high and just sat there with my legs shivering. He met back up with me later when his clothes were already done drying. We made it back up to his place and I was getting ready to leave so I grabbed my bfs hoodie and saw a huge white stain on it.

I was freaking out and told my ex abt it and he was worried too, but he was just worried about his own clothes. 1 of his shirts got stained also and he got upset at me and kicked me out of his place saying I “should’ve known” or whatever. He was my ride home so I reluctantly had to call my bf and ask for money for a Lyft or uber. He just sent money without asking and had to hang up cuz of work. I got home and I’m currently still up trying my 3rd stain removal attempt but it doesn’t look like it’s coming out so idk payback for me I guess LOL

Okay so I’ve (18f) made posts on here before but for context I unfortunately am cheating on my boyfriend (19m) with my ex (26m) currently. It’s been my ex and a couple of friends, me and my boyfriend even broke up for a bit but ultimately we got back together and unfortunately I am still scum of the earth cuz I still do it every now and then.

Today was one of those shitty days where my ex hit me up saying that he was free since his gf just left. I didn’t answer right away and just got up to brush my teeth and hair and just kinda get ready. When I got back to my phone I saw that he was already almost here and I didn’t have time to change. All I had on was black leggings and my boyfriend’s hoodie of his favorite artist rn, Wesghost.

He was spamming me with calls and texts and just decided to go even tho I looked like a bum and hopped in his car. We got there and, as usual, we started smoking. After we both were pretty out of it, he put a hand on my thigh and I saw the tent he was pitching in his shorts. Naturally, I sunk down to the floor between his legs and whipped it out. It sprung out and smacked my chin. I stroked it with one hand, reminding myself how he’s legit almost double the size of my boyfriend.

I put both hands on it, spit, and started doing my thing. I took him in my mouth, twisting my hands and covering his dick in spit. Eventually he started guiding my head with his hand so I let go and let him fuck my face. After some choking and gagging he said he was close so I took control back and put both hands back on while I went harder, but he grabbed my hair and yanked me back. He shot out with some getting on my face but more getting on my bfs hoodie.

Now, let me answer this question before you ask it, the reason I kept my sweater on was bc my exs apartment is COLD. He keeps it at 65-70 degrees Fahrenheit (freedom units baybee) so usually when we get frisky I gradually strip as I get hotter and hotter. Anyways, I was freaking out but he helped me take it off and threw it in his clothes pile saying that he’ll wash it later. Idk much about cum on clothes but he’s the man so I left it to him.

We continued where we left off and he railed me into the mattress. He left me there recovering from the absolute dicking he gave me and I took a nap. When I woke up he was gone saying he had to pick something up and to throw his stuff in the wash. I went down to the laundry room in the complex and threw everything in, bfs hoodie included, and set it to high and just sat there with my legs shivering. He met back up with me later when his clothes were already done drying. We made it back up to his place and I was getting ready to leave so I grabbed my bfs hoodie and saw a huge white stain on it.

I was freaking out and told my ex abt it and he was worried too, but he was just worried about his own clothes. 1 of his shirts got stained also and he got upset at me and kicked me out of his place saying I “should’ve known” or whatever. He was my ride home so I reluctantly had to call my bf and ask for money for a Lyft or uber. He just sent money without asking and had to hang up cuz of work. I got home and I’m currently still up trying my 3rd stain removal attempt but it doesn’t look like it’s coming out so idk payback for me I guess LOL

Okay so I’ve (18f) made posts on here before but for context I unfortunately am cheating on my boyfriend (19m) with my ex (26m) currently. It’s been my ex and a couple of friends, me and my boyfriend even broke up for a bit but ultimately we got back together and unfortunately I am still scum of the earth cuz I still do it every now and then.

Today was one of those shitty days where my ex hit me up saying that he was free since his gf just left. I didn’t answer right away and just got up to brush my teeth and hair and just kinda get ready. When I got back to my phone I saw that he was already almost here and I didn’t have time to change. All I had on was black leggings and my boyfriend’s hoodie of his favorite artist rn, Wesghost.

He was spamming me with calls and texts and just decided to go even tho I looked like a bum and hopped in his car. We got there and, as usual, we started smoking. After we both were pretty out of it, he put a hand on my thigh and I saw the tent he was pitching in his shorts. Naturally, I sunk down to the floor between his legs and whipped it out. It sprung out and smacked my chin. I stroked it with one hand, reminding myself how he’s legit almost double the size of my boyfriend.

I put both hands on it, spit, and started doing my thing. I took him in my mouth, twisting my hands and covering his dick in spit. Eventually he started guiding my head with his hand so I let go and let him fuck my face. After some choking and gagging he said he was close so I took control back and put both hands back on while I went harder, but he grabbed my hair and yanked me back. He shot out with some getting on my face but more getting on my bfs hoodie.

Now, let me answer this question before you ask it, the reason I kept my sweater on was bc my exs apartment is COLD. He keeps it at 65-70 degrees Fahrenheit (freedom units baybee) so usually when we get frisky I gradually strip as I get hotter and hotter. Anyways, I was freaking out but he helped me take it off and threw it in his clothes pile saying that he’ll wash it later. Idk much about cum on clothes but he’s the man so I left it to him.

We continued where we left off and he railed me into the mattress. He left me there recovering from the absolute dicking he gave me and I took a nap. When I woke up he was gone saying he had to pick something up and to throw his stuff in the wash. I went down to the laundry room in the complex and threw everything in, bfs hoodie included, and set it to high and just sat there with my legs shivering. He met back up with me later when his clothes were already done drying. We made it back up to his place and I was getting ready to leave so I grabbed my bfs hoodie and saw a huge white stain on it.

I was freaking out and told my ex abt it and he was worried too, but he was just worried about his own clothes. 1 of his shirts got stained also and he got upset at me and kicked me out of his place saying I “should’ve known” or whatever. He was my ride home so I reluctantly had to call my bf and ask for money for a Lyft or uber. He just sent money without asking and had to hang up cuz of work. I got home and I’m currently still up trying my 3rd stain removal attempt but it doesn’t look like it’s coming out so idk payback for me I guess LOL

Okay so I’ve (18f) made posts on here before but for context I unfortunately am cheating on my boyfriend (19m) with my ex (26m) currently. It’s been my ex and a couple of friends, me and my boyfriend even broke up for a bit but ultimately we got back together and unfortunately I am still scum of the earth cuz I still do it every now and then.

Today was one of those shitty days where my ex hit me up saying that he was free since his gf just left. I didn’t answer right away and just got up to brush my teeth and hair and just kinda get ready. When I got back to my phone I saw that he was already almost here and I didn’t have time to change. All I had on was black leggings and my boyfriend’s hoodie of his favorite artist rn, Wesghost.

He was spamming me with calls and texts and just decided to go even tho I looked like a bum and hopped in his car. We got there and, as usual, we started smoking. After we both were pretty out of it, he put a hand on my thigh and I saw the tent he was pitching in his shorts. Naturally, I sunk down to the floor between his legs and whipped it out. It sprung out and smacked my chin. I stroked it with one hand, reminding myself how he’s legit almost double the size of my boyfriend.

I put both hands on it, spit, and started doing my thing. I took him in my mouth, twisting my hands and covering his dick in spit. Eventually he started guiding my head with his hand so I let go and let him fuck my face. After some choking and gagging he said he was close so I took control back and put both hands back on while I went harder, but he grabbed my hair and yanked me back. He shot out with some getting on my face but more getting on my bfs hoodie.

Now, let me answer this question before you ask it, the reason I kept my sweater on was bc my exs apartment is COLD. He keeps it at 65-70 degrees Fahrenheit (freedom units baybee) so usually when we get frisky I gradually strip as I get hotter and hotter. Anyways, I was freaking out but he helped me take it off and threw it in his clothes pile saying that he’ll wash it later. Idk much about cum on clothes but he’s the man so I left it to him.

We continued where we left off and he railed me into the mattress. He left me there recovering from the absolute dicking he gave me and I took a nap. When I woke up he was gone saying he had to pick something up and to throw his stuff in the wash. I went down to the laundry room in the complex and threw everything in, bfs hoodie included, and set it to high and just sat there with my legs shivering. He met back up with me later when his clothes were already done drying. We made it back up to his place and I was getting ready to leave so I grabbed my bfs hoodie and saw a huge white stain on it.

I was freaking out and told my ex abt it and he was worried too, but he was just worried about his own clothes. 1 of his shirts got stained also and he got upset at me and kicked me out of his place saying I “should’ve known” or whatever. He was my ride home so I reluctantly had to call my bf and ask for money for a Lyft or uber. He just sent money without asking and had to hang up cuz of work. I got home and I’m currently still up trying my 3rd stain removal attempt but it doesn’t look like it’s coming out so idk payback for me I guess LOL

Okay so I’ve (18f) made posts on here before but for context I unfortunately am cheating on my boyfriend (19m) with my ex (26m) currently. It’s been my ex and a couple of friends, me and my boyfriend even broke up for a bit but ultimately we got back together and unfortunately I am still scum of the earth cuz I still do it every now and then.

Today was one of those shitty days where my ex hit me up saying that he was free since his gf just left. I didn’t answer right away and just got up to brush my teeth and hair and just kinda get ready. When I got back to my phone I saw that he was already almost here and I didn’t have time to change. All I had on was black leggings and my boyfriend’s hoodie of his favorite artist rn, Wesghost.

He was spamming me with calls and texts and just decided to go even tho I looked like a bum and hopped in his car. We got there and, as usual, we started smoking. After we both were pretty out of it, he put a hand on my thigh and I saw the tent he was pitching in his shorts. Naturally, I sunk down to the floor between his legs and whipped it out. It sprung out and smacked my chin. I stroked it with one hand, reminding myself how he’s legit almost double the size of my boyfriend.

I put both hands on it, spit, and started doing my thing. I took him in my mouth, twisting my hands and covering his dick in spit. Eventually he started guiding my head with his hand so I let go and let him fuck my face. After some choking and gagging he said he was close so I took control back and put both hands back on while I went harder, but he grabbed my hair and yanked me back. He shot out with some getting on my face but more getting on my bfs hoodie.

Now, let me answer this question before you ask it, the reason I kept my sweater on was bc my exs apartment is COLD. He keeps it at 65-70 degrees Fahrenheit (freedom units baybee) so usually when we get frisky I gradually strip as I get hotter and hotter. Anyways, I was freaking out but he helped me take it off and threw it in his clothes pile saying that he’ll wash it later. Idk much about cum on clothes but he’s the man so I left it to him.

We continued where we left off and he railed me into the mattress. He left me there recovering from the absolute dicking he gave me and I took a nap. When I woke up he was gone saying he had to pick something up and to throw his stuff in the wash. I went down to the laundry room in the complex and threw everything in, bfs hoodie included, and set it to high and just sat there with my legs shivering. He met back up with me later when his clothes were already done drying. We made it back up to his place and I was getting ready to leave so I grabbed my bfs hoodie and saw a huge white stain on it.

I was freaking out and told my ex abt it and he was worried too, but he was just worried about his own clothes. 1 of his shirts got stained also and he got upset at me and kicked me out of his place saying I “should’ve known” or whatever. He was my ride home so I reluctantly had to call my bf and ask for money for a Lyft or uber. He just sent money without asking and had to hang up cuz of work. I got home and I’m currently still up trying my 3rd stain removal attempt but it doesn’t look like it’s coming out so idk payback for me I guess LOL

Okay so I’ve (18f) made posts on here before but for context I unfortunately am cheating on my boyfriend (19m) with my ex (26m) currently. It’s been my ex and a couple of friends, me and my boyfriend even broke up for a bit but ultimately we got back together and unfortunately I am still scum of the earth cuz I still do it every now and then.

Today was one of those shitty days where my ex hit me up saying that he was free since his gf just left. I didn’t answer right away and just got up to brush my teeth and hair and just kinda get ready. When I got back to my phone I saw that he was already almost here and I didn’t have time to change. All I had on was black leggings and my boyfriend’s hoodie of his favorite artist rn, Wesghost.

He was spamming me with calls and texts and just decided to go even tho I looked like a bum and hopped in his car. We got there and, as usual, we started smoking. After we both were pretty out of it, he put a hand on my thigh and I saw the tent he was pitching in his shorts. Naturally, I sunk down to the floor between his legs and whipped it out. It sprung out and smacked my chin. I stroked it with one hand, reminding myself how he’s legit almost double the size of my boyfriend.

I put both hands on it, spit, and started doing my thing. I took him in my mouth, twisting my hands and covering his dick in spit. Eventually he started guiding my head with his hand so I let go and let him fuck my face. After some choking and gagging he said he was close so I took control back and put both hands back on while I went harder, but he grabbed my hair and yanked me back. He shot out with some getting on my face but more getting on my bfs hoodie.

Now, let me answer this question before you ask it, the reason I kept my sweater on was bc my exs apartment is COLD. He keeps it at 65-70 degrees Fahrenheit (freedom units baybee) so usually when we get frisky I gradually strip as I get hotter and hotter. Anyways, I was freaking out but he helped me take it off and threw it in his clothes pile saying that he’ll wash it later. Idk much about cum on clothes but he’s the man so I left it to him.

We continued where we left off and he railed me into the mattress. He left me there recovering from the absolute dicking he gave me and I took a nap. When I woke up he was gone saying he had to pick something up and to throw his stuff in the wash. I went down to the laundry room in the complex and threw everything in, bfs hoodie included, and set it to high and just sat there with my legs shivering. He met back up with me later when his clothes were already done drying. We made it back up to his place and I was getting ready to leave so I grabbed my bfs hoodie and saw a huge white stain on it.

I was freaking out and told my ex abt it and he was worried too, but he was just worried about his own clothes. 1 of his shirts got stained also and he got upset at me and kicked me out of his place saying I “should’ve known” or whatever. He was my ride home so I reluctantly had to call my bf and ask for money for a Lyft or uber. He just sent money without asking and had to hang up cuz of work. I got home and I’m currently still up trying my 3rd stain removal attempt but it doesn’t look like it’s coming out so idk payback for me I guess LOL

So for context, I posted a little bit ago about how I cheated on my boyfriend with my ex and how I didn't really feel guilty. The day after sure but after that? Nothing. I went on with my life like It was nothing. I guess the weirdest part was that I still felt this love for my boyfriend despite what I did. Well anyways I took some of the advice that y'all gave me and went for an STD checkup and found that I'm clean. I didn't have sex with my boyfriend in that time but still it was incredibly irresponsible of me to not do that so ty.

Anyways anyways, back to what happened. It’s been about a month now since that originally happened and well… it happened again. My ex texted me and after saying no he left it alone, but my dumbass urges just took over again and I texted him back. We met up again in his car and it basically played out the same as last time. We talked, we got frisky, then I rode tf outta him in his car. Then we met again a few days later, this time at his place. He wanted to do it raw but I said no and he was pushy about it. He tapped his dick on my stomach asking and asking but I finally got some self control and told him to rubber up. He was still whiny but when he saw that I was actually being serious he just went along with it. Even the comments he’d make about my boyfriend stopped, well except for his urge to constantly compare his dick size to my boyfriends but whatever.

And again, I would do all this but go home and act lovey dovey with my boyfriend after getting railed not even 12 hours earlier. I don’t know why I feel this way and some people said maybe I just miss the sex with my ex but still genuinely love my boyfriend. I gaslit myself into believing that too until just 2 days ago. I was with a longtime friend in my room just smoking like usual when we started talking about sex. Me and this friend used to casually hook up on and off and it would stop when either one of us was in a relationship.

He talked abt how his single life hook ups were and I talked abt how my bf was in bed and eventually spilled that I cheated on him with my ex. He was pretty disappointed and told me a lot of the same stuff the people on reddit told me. He asked why and if it was really just an issue in the bed and I explained that I just missed the sex and the size of my ex. Also that my bf isn't really that small I'm just used to bigger, like my ex and him.

I guess that did something for him cuz he straight up just asked "I'm bigger than ur bf?" and I said yeah. We talked more and more and he wasn't "disappointed" in me anymore and said he "gets it" cuz sometimes "girls just need something bigger" and put a hand on my thigh. This is the part where I say I swatted his hand away but I didn't. I knew it was fcked up and I knew what I was doing to my bf was terrible but I'm a weak person and gave in. I took his dick out myself and stroked it slowly with both hands. He put a hand on my head and tried making me go down but I held back and just kept stroking. I spit on it but never put it in my mouth and kept going faster and faster until he started moving funny and came.

Every nerve in my body wanted me to be cute and sexy and lick the cum off my hand but I held firm and just wiped it on his bed sheet. He left to get condoms and "recharge" and we started immediately as soon as he got back. I was shocked but he wanted to go down on me even tho I didn't on him, but I still said no. I got on my hands and knees arched back with my head on his pillow and he pulled down my shorts and just went to fcking town on me. He isn't as big as my ex but god he was railing into me like crazy. We finished up and we went to eat and drove me home. Before I got out of the car he said it was a one time thing and that he was sorry.

Now I'm just left sitting here wondering wtf is going on with my emotions. Why does my friend feel more bad than I do? He's single I'm the one that's supposed to be responsible. And I know it's bad but the thought of losing my boyfriend breaks my fcking heart. I'm such a terrible person and I know I don't deserve him and I know I'm wrong but why do I feel this way? I always struggle with showing basic emotions or basic empathy but this whole thing is making me spiral. I can already feel myself getting worse cuz duh I just fcked a friend so idk. A therapist is gonna love unpacking all of this lmao

So for context, I(18f) posted a little bit ago about how I cheated on my boyfriend(19m) with my ex(26m) and how I didn't really feel guilty. The day after sure but after that? Nothing. I went on with my life like It was nothing. I guess the weirdest part was that I still felt this love for my boyfriend despite what I did. Well anyways I took some of the advice that y'all gave me and went for an STD checkup and found that I'm clean. I didn't have sex with my boyfriend in that time but still it was incredibly irresponsible of me to not do that so ty.

Anyways anyways, back to what happened. It’s been about a month now since that originally happened and well… it happened again. My ex texted me and after saying no he left it alone, but my dumbass urges just took over again and I texted him back. We met up again in his car and it basically played out the same as last time. We talked, we got frisky, then I rode tf outta him in his car. Then we met again a few days later, this time at his place. He wanted to do it raw but I said no and he was pushy about it. He tapped his dick on my stomach asking and asking but I finally got some self control and told him to rubber up. He was still whiny but when he saw that I was actually being serious he just went along with it. Even the comments he’d make about my boyfriend stopped, well except for his urge to constantly compare his dick size to my boyfriends but whatever.

And again, I would do all this but go home and act lovey dovey with my boyfriend after getting railed not even 12 hours earlier. I don’t know why I feel this way and some people said maybe I just miss the sex with my ex but still genuinely love my boyfriend. I gaslit myself into believing that too until just 2 days ago. I was with a longtime friend in my room just smoking like usual when we started talking about sex. Me and this friend used to casually hook up on and off and it would stop when either one of us was in a relationship.

He talked abt how his single life hook ups were and I talked abt how my bf was in bed and eventually spilled that I cheated on him with my ex. He was pretty disappointed and told me a lot of the same stuff the people on reddit told me. He asked why and if it was really just an issue in the bed and I explained that I just missed the sex and the size of my ex. Also that my bf isn't really that small I'm just used to bigger, like my ex and him.

I guess that did something for him cuz he straight up just asked "I'm bigger than ur bf?" and I said yeah. We talked more and more and he wasn't "disappointed" in me anymore and said he "gets it" cuz sometimes "girls just need something bigger" and put a hand on my thigh. This is the part where I say I swatted his hand away but I didn't. I knew it was fcked up and I knew what I was doing to my bf was terrible but I'm a weak person and gave in. I took his dick out myself and stroked it slowly with both hands. He put a hand on my head and tried making me go down but I held back and just kept stroking. I spit on it but never put it in my mouth and kept going faster and faster until he started moving funny and came.

Every nerve in my body wanted me to be cute and sexy and lick the cum off my hand but I held firm and just wiped it on his bed sheet. He left to get condoms and "recharge" and we started immediately as soon as he got back. I was shocked but he wanted to go down on me even tho I didn't on him, but I still said no. I got on my hands and knees arched back with my head on his pillow and he pulled down my shorts and just went to fcking town on me. He isn't as big as my ex but god he was railing into me like crazy. We finished up and we went to eat and drove me home. Before I got out of the car he said it was a one time thing and that he was sorry.

Now I'm just left sitting here wondering wtf is going on with my emotions. Why does my friend feel more bad than I do? He's single I'm the one that's supposed to be responsible. And I know it's bad but the thought of losing my boyfriend breaks my fcking heart. I'm such a terrible person and I know I don't deserve him and I know I'm wrong but why do I feel this way? I always struggle with showing basic emotions or basic empathy but this whole thing is making me spiral. I can already feel myself getting worse cuz duh I just fcked a friend so idk. A therapist is gonna love unpacking all of this lmao

So for context, I(18f) posted a little bit ago about how I cheated on my boyfriend(19m) with my ex(24m) and how I didn't really feel guilty. The day after sure but after that? Nothing. I went on with my life like It was nothing. I guess the weirdest part was that I still felt this love for my boyfriend despite what I did. Well anyways I took some of the advice that y'all gave me and went for an STD checkup and found that I'm clean. I didn't have sex with my boyfriend in that time but still it was incredibly irresponsible of me to not do that so ty.

Anyways anyways, back to what happened. It’s been about a month now since that originally happened and well… it happened again. My ex texted me and after saying no he left it alone, but my dumbass urges just took over again and I texted him back. We met up again in his car and it basically played out the same as last time. We talked, we got frisky, then I rode tf outta him in his car. Then we met again a few days later, this time at his place. He wanted to do it raw but I said no and he was pushy about it. He tapped his dick on my stomach asking and asking but I finally got some self control and told him to rubber up. He was still whiny but when he saw that I was actually being serious he just went along with it. Even the comments he’d make about my boyfriend stopped, well except for his urge to constantly compare his dick size to my boyfriends but whatever.

And again, I would do all this but go home and act lovey dovey with my boyfriend after getting railed not even 12 hours earlier. I don’t know why I feel this way and some people said maybe I just miss the sex with my ex but still genuinely love my boyfriend. I gaslit myself into believing that too until just 2 days ago. I was with a longtime friend in my room just smoking like usual when we started talking about sex. Me and this friend used to casually hook up on and off and it would stop when either one of us was in a relationship.

He talked abt how his single life hook ups were and I talked abt how my bf was in bed and eventually spilled that I cheated on him with my ex. He was pretty disappointed and told me a lot of the same stuff the people on reddit told me. He asked why and if it was really just an issue in the bed and I explained that I just missed the sex and the size of my ex. Also that my bf isn't really that small I'm just used to bigger, like my ex and him.

I guess that did something for him cuz he straight up just asked "I'm bigger than ur bf?" and I said yeah. We talked more and more and he wasn't "disappointed" in me anymore and said he "gets it" cuz sometimes "girls just need something bigger" and put a hand on my thigh. This is the part where I say I swatted his hand away but I didn't. I knew it was fcked up and I knew what I was doing to my bf was terrible but I'm a weak person and gave in. I took his dick out myself and stroked it slowly with both hands. He put a hand on my head and tried making me go down but I held back and just kept stroking. I spit on it but never put it in my mouth and kept going faster and faster until he started moving funny and came.

Every nerve in my body wanted me to be cute and sexy and lick the cum off my hand but I held firm and just wiped it on his bed sheet. He left to get condoms and "recharge" and we started immediately as soon as he got back. I was shocked but he wanted to go down on me even tho I didn't on him, but I still said no. I got on my hands and knees arched back with my head on his pillow and he pulled down my shorts and just went to fcking town on me. He isn't as big as my ex but god he was railing into me like crazy. We finished up and we went to eat and drove me home. Before I got out of the car he said it was a one time thing and that he was sorry.

Now I'm just left sitting here wondering wtf is going on with my emotions. Why does my friend feel more bad than I do? He's single I'm the one that's supposed to be responsible. And I know it's bad but the thought of losing my boyfriend breaks my fcking heart. I'm such a terrible person and I know I don't deserve him and I know I'm wrong but why do I feel this way? I always struggle with showing basic emotions or basic empathy but this whole thing is making me spiral. I can already feel myself getting worse cuz duh I just fcked a friend so idk. A therapist is gonna love unpacking all of this lmao