#cw cheating

im gonna give my own example my ex was amazing i guess (ofc i never told him that i don't compliment men much... i mean i do when they do smth for me for positive reinforcement) like for me he was okayish but ppl would call him a catch yk

then he got me a car too but it wasn't what i wanted i was still like okay but anyways... we broke up he said how i couldn't find better then boom i found a guy who upgraded that car and lots of other things as well😌

i mean i technically cheated on him thats what i usually do anyway i don't take having a bf serious much ngl... or like spend years on it i always have men on the side

i hope i'm not gonna get judged heheueheu but i wanted to tell u... also if he didn't give u any good gifts or money then unless he is like rlly handsome and very great in bed he is a zero imho

sjdhgfhjdf well idk if i would cheat on someone 😭 but yes i get what ur saying (prior to the cheating sobs)

you and your boyfriend had a great relationship. you've been together for years, and it was secure. he loved you, albeit more than you loved him. it was like a safety net, something you knew you could fall back on if you needed emotional stability.

but you weren't 100% compatible. don't get it wrong, you loved him—for the most part—but there was a little something to be desired in the bedroom. you couldn't understand why.

maybe it was because he was too careful, too nice, when he fucked you. it was slow and worship, and while you enjoyed vanilla sex, you wanted more. you craved more, but he had offhandedly mentioned before that anything crazier wasn't in his wheelhouse. therefore you were never fully satisfied.

you felt guilty, especially since having sex began to feel like a chore rather than a connection you craved, and you had a high drive that even he couldn't sate. you just needed more.

for the last couple of weeks, you've been dropping hints to your boyfriend about the possibility of a threesome—to add some spice to your life—with one of his friends. any of them would do, even if you had pictured a specific friends of his. saying stuff like along the lines of, "I wish I had two of you," or "imagine how fun it'd be with another you."

your boyfriend wasn't dumb. he knew what you were hinting at, and yeah, it was out there. he also knew how you looked at his friend whenever you two went to the pub for a drink with his friends. how you got flushed whenever his brooding friend looked your way, or when you grazed each other.

he thought if he invited simon into your shared bed, you'd scratch the itch that's been gnawing at you. a single night to get what you wanted, and everything would go back to normal.

but he underestimated just how well simon could satisfy you.

simon was the opposite of your boyfriend. all rough touch and calloused skin, with dirty words and hard thrusts that punched the breath from your lungs and tore tears out of your eyes.

his cock stretched around your drooling pussy, filling you in ways you'd never felt and hitting spots that had you mewling. his balls slapped your clit with the relentlessness of his hips, thighs slapping against him and turning red. his hands were wrapped around the entirety of your neck, using it as leverage to pull you back against him. it left you breathless and keening for more.

and your boyfriend watched helplessly. reduced to a naked cuck, he sat back on his knees in front of you, still hard and unsatisfied, while he watched his precious girlfriend get defiled in a way he's never even considered. he didn't think you'd be into hardcore sex—because this was hardcore to him.

hands around your neck, one leaving to slap your ass occasionally before finding its home on your throat again. strangled noises he's never heard you make before, moaning louder after every dirty word whispered to you. the rotation of positions, not stopping after one, two, three orgasms as he put you into a mating press, doggystyle, missionary, cowgirl, you name it.

simon didn't purposefully leave out your boyfriend. he fully expected him to be just as engaged in the threesome as he was. after all, your boyfriend suggested it to him, but it didn't go farther than sinking his half hard cock into your pussy while you choked on simon's dick.

this was a bad idea because it brought him to the realization that this is something that can't be fucked out. he liked safe and vanilla sex, and you wanted wild, energetic, and borderline toxic fucking.

because the weeks that followed—yes, your boyfriend didn't take it as a sign to break up—was a significant sign that the relationship had changed, and not for the better. after that night, you got simon's number and kept in touch, often spending most of your time exchanging messages or talking about if you could convince your boyfriend for another threesome