[M4F] The Ex that Keeps Cumming back.

"Go on. Answer it." You swore your phone was set to 'do not disturb.' The buzz grew louder as the empty walls that closed in between us left markings of pure lust, adultery, and an itch that we could only scratch together.

With one hand placed firmly on the base of my cock and my throbbing mushroom head penetrating the back of your throat, I answered the phone for you. Your heart sinks as your lips are gripped tightly around my hung cock, the roots of your hair gripped by my digits, holding you down.

"She's busy right now. Call back, yeah?" I nearly mutter as the phone would be tossed beside you, speaker phone still enabled. My hands grip both sides of your head as you're forced to take my inches back in and back out, the inevitable spit and gagging echos off my bedroom. Your eyes fill with tears from the excessive force and the worrisome of your prude boyfriend. You could tell he's trying to be optimistic, like it wasn't happening. Your hands slap my thighs, hands into fists, desperately trying to hang up the phone.

I kick it even further.

Your eyes dart up into mine with your tits covered in the sins that you've actively committed. You had a sense of anger that reminded me of our long fights after the bars some years ago. After that, you had your whole "good girl, finding Jesus" stint and look where that got you. A boyfriend that couldn't satisfy your cravings, so you had to come crawling back on all fours to get the shamefulness fucked out of you again and again.

The audible noise of the line getting cut makes you crawl to the other side of the room, five missed calls before I picked it up on the 6th. I begin to walk over, my cock covered in your spit as it hangs like a third leg. I grab your roots once again, your instant submission of my touch indicated that nothing as changed, and ever will.

"Open." I toss you to the back wall where your hair's a mess and the makeup from your bible study was ruined.

"Not much of a good girl anymore, are you?"

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Hello DPP! This is a story about a toxic relationship/situationship that is a never ending cycle for you. Somehow, you always find a way back to me, even if that means breaking off the people that actually care. I toss you to the side after I'm done with you but yet, you keep crawling back for my attention.

I'm obviously flexible on how we met and how things got to this point. The main themes I want to focus on is the toxicity, cheating, daddy/attachment issues, and anything else that falls under these categories. This is supposed to be a short term roleplay, but I'm open to longterm if we really hit it off.

Please come to me with your character, kinks you'd like to include, limits, and a bit about yourself, or why you like this plot!

One liners will be ignored. At least put a little bit of effort in it, for me.