Accidentally cheated

Hi!

I (25F) cheated on my boyfriend of two years and I cant stop touching myself thinking about it. Jake was sweet and reliable but our sex is so boring: missionary once a week, quick and predictable.

My pussy has been craving something raw and intense.

Last Friday I went clubbing in a tiny black dress, no bra, thin thong. A tall, built guy named… I actually can’t remember, pressed his thick cock against my ass on the dance floor. I ground back like a desperate slut. He dragged me to the alley, ripped my thong off, and fingered me until I came hard on his hand.

He pulled out a massive (seemingly huge) dick and I dropped to my knees, gagging as he fucked my throat. Then he bent me over a dumpster and slammed in raw, pounding deep while rubbing my clit. I squirted all over him, screaming. He came inside me, flooding my cunt.

We went to his place for hours: he ate me out, fucked my ass (something Jake never asked for), choked me, called me his cheating cumdump. I came countless times, voice hoarse from moaning his name.

I snuck home at dawn with his cum still leaking from both holes. Jake slept through it. Now Im fingering myself to the memory, texting Marcus for round two tonight, maybe with his friend.

Im such a filthy whore and I love it. Jake could never satisfy me like this. My body is ruined for him now.