AUTHOR'S NOTE: It's all the Ex's fault
It was intentionally written without names.
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Copyright (c) 2014 by Acup
She finishes the last few chapters of the story......
It's just starting to get light outside... he's still cuddled up behind me with his arm around me. Even when he got up last night, he still came back and cuddled up behind me. 'grin'
Mmmmm, but now I feel his hard cock in the crack of my ass. I LOVE the feel of him first thing in the morning against me. And I ALWAYS wake up before him. If we are real cautious one of us can turn around and swallow him... as far as we can anyway.
It's still hard to believe how things have changed over a matter of months.....
There I was going through life happy as a lark. Getting together with the black girl and our blond every once in a while for some nice soft cuddling and sex. Seeing my ex almost weekly so she could see how I was doing and getting bent over the weight bench and getting thoroughly FUCKED with her strap on. I thought I had it made.
The first time I met him I almost fell down laughing. He's a nice enough guy, and I do prefer guys to girls most of the time, but here he comes with my roommate. A HARD CORE LESBIAN!
I heard all about her teasing this guy flashing her flat chest to give the poor bastard a bad case of blue balls. But the groping in the new building and according to her the pussy eating skills of a life long lesbian... she had to try it. She hadn't been with a guy since her early teens.
And even though he knew I had a girlfriend, and knew I needed to loose some weight, he still thought I was a 'hot babe' as he put it....blew my mind....
She would come home and tell me all the things he did to her, almost making her think seriously about guys again. And then came the letter. While they were on the road she got a letter from her girlfriend. I knew what it was because I accidentally opened it. She was so thrilled when she read it, and I think scared of what she had been doing with him the last few weeks. I know she said she tried to tell him, but I think she just chickened out and left it to me to deal with.
Man did I deal with it, didn't quite realize what I was dealing with at the time, but it turned out pretty good! He got a bit wild that first night, but even in his anger, he didn't try to hurt me or take it out on me. Yea he took out his aggression...and damn that man can FUCK! But even afterward he...he...he cared....
I will say one thing she did have right, he definitely knows his way around a pussy! But like most men he has a thing for tits and nipples. Mine aren't anything special, average size, and my nipples just won't go down! Now they aren't full on 'high beams', but they will always tent a shirt if I'm not careful. But in spite of trying to hide them most of my life, I get the nicest tingle when he looks at them. Hell any part of me... got me wearing skirts again after almost ten years.
And god don't let him get his fingers into you....he knows EXACTALLY where to touch you. It's like his fingers have a magnetic attraction to my g-spot, and his pinkie does WONDERS in my ass.
And the things he gets me to do! Like my hair! My RED hair..... I mean my landing strip was bad enough, but the look in his eyes when I put that wig on... I mean it wasn't bad, a lot better than I remember as a kid. But I realized later, it wasn't the red, so much as it was ME.
I used to wear a LOT of makeup, do up my hair in different fashions and spray it in place, get just the right pants suit with just the right lingerie to look just like some model in a magazine. The ones the guys would drool over.
But he was looking at me like that...running around in my underwear after a shower! Wet hair and NO makeup....
I thought for sure he'd run off with someone after first bodybuilder competition, and my ex just kept telling me he was just a guy and would dump me. And then came Reno. I wasn't sure I was even going to go, but since he thought I should I did. I was sure he just wanted to see more topless and naked women, I know I didn't mind it!
Now up until this time we were getting along pretty well, in spite of what my ex was telling me. But at the intermission I heard it... my ex was egging him on, just like she
does
did to me. AND HE DISHED IT RIGHT BACK OUT TO HER!
And then he said it... I know you talk to each other and say things. And lots of guys will say things just to get some ass, but he was talking to the ex, not to me....and he said he loved me! He wasn't saying it to convince me or anybody else...he just...said it....
It caused me to look at him in a whole new light. He was seducing me...because he wanted to be with me....not to control me....
I think that's when I knew... I loved him too....
Between my ex and the judges I had had enough. He said he loved me, so he was going to get me... red hair and all. I just hadn't planned on the banquet....
Now don't get me wrong, it turned out wonderful, but getting ready over at the reps place was all topsy turvy. We were going through some of her gowns, she called them dresses, but they were GOWNS! And she was flirting and touching me, playing with my nipples while we tried a few on. She even ran a finger through my pussy and licked it off in front of me. If I wasn't getting ready for him I would have jumped her in a heartbeat!
And then I was ready.... Except for my stomach flopping around like a fish out of water...what if he was just saying things and didn't like the real redhead....
I thought the shit had hit the fan when I walked in, everything went silent and EVERYBODY was staring at me. I thought they were going to break out laughing. But he came to me, kissed me, and told me I was beautiful....and over the next few hours I came to see myself the way he did, like Cinderella at the ball and the clock never striking midnight.
It's been almost a fairy tale ever since. He had me worried a bit when he brought up my relationship with the blond, but he wasn't trying to get territorial with me. We've been sharing each other ever since. And he just hates it when one of us gives him a morning blow job and shares his cum over his chest....LOL
And speaking of the little wench, here she comes. I lift the comforter on my side, and she slid in snuggling against me, tit to tit. She cupped the tit he wasn't as I brought the comforter down over us, grabbing her ass and giving it a nice squeeze to pull her in close.
We leaned closer for a nice kiss, her soft lips on mine, her tongue darting between mine to seek out the tip of mine. Kissing a woman is SO much different than kissing a man. The soft touches, the gentle flicks, the knowing all the right spots that some men just never figure out.
She pulled back, rolling my nipple with her thumb. "Did you really have both of them in you last night?"
