The Pleasure and Pain of Being Used

I feel kind of cheap right now… My FWB just came over while my boyfriend was out, and things got intense really fast. He suggested we try DP for the first time, so I grabbed a dildo for my pussy while he took my ass. I was so turned on that my pussy started leaking cream, and when he noticed, he immediately went down on me. His tongue on my clit, teasing both my holes, felt amazing, and I got lost in the moment, even though I knew I shouldn’t be doing this.

After he cleaned up my mess, he looked at me with that smug grin and asked, “You wanna taste your own cum?” I felt ashamed, like I was just his plaything, but I was so turned on that I went along with it. We made out, swapping my juices, and I felt like such a slut for letting him do this. It was so dirty, but I couldn’t help loving it.

He was about to cum just from kissing me, so he quickly pushed his cock into my pussy and finished inside, giving me a deep creampie. Once he was done, he pulled out, got dressed, and left without a word. I felt used and discarded.

About 20 minutes later, I had just cleaned up when my boyfriend came home. He kissed me and started touching me, not realizing what had just happened. As he pulled me closer, he whispered how much he wanted me, but there was something darker in his tone that made my stomach twist.

He began fucking me with fervor, but as he did, he taunted me, reminding me how lucky I was that he loved me despite my indiscretions. With every thrust, I felt guilt wash over me. When he finished inside, I was left with a mix of satisfaction and despair, knowing I had let myself be used twice, and it hurt more than ever.

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