My girlfriend, Cara, and I are both 19 years old, still in college. We've been dating for about a year and a half, and she is everything I've ever dreamed of. She is 5'1", a hundred and twenty pounds, blonde hair and blue eyes. For a small girl and former dancer, she is curvy in the right places. Perfect ass and nice 36d tits. I am 5'10" brown hair brown eyes and a hundred and eighty pounds. We have sex as often as possible, seeing that we both have roommates, and she is very fufilling, within the confines of our bedroom. But I wanted something more.
Cara is the sexiest girl I've ever been with, and she knows it. When we go to parties at school, she likes to flirt with other guys. At first I get jealous, but on the inside it turns me on. There's nothing more I would like then for Cara to bring a guy back to her apartment with me. Then I'd like for them to do whatever they liked and force me to do anything they please.. I'd be their slave.
Cara knew I was like this, but she was very resistant. She preferred to keep everything in our bedroom, felt too attached to me, felt we are still too young. But I wanted so badly to share her with another guy and to play around. I didn't think this would ever happen; that is, until a couple of weeks ago.
At our school, Saint Patrick's day is a big deal. Most students start drinking before noon and continue all day. Cara and I both had classes we couldn't miss, so we didn't start until after dinner. I think Cara had a little too much to drink that night before we left for the party. As soon as we got there, we ran into this guy named Mike. Cara knows I don't really like him, as he always flirts with her when she's right in front of me. But she thinks he's just friendly and she always flirts back, just being her usual self. On this night though, Cara did not leave his side. They barely included me in conversation I was standing by their side like a dog most of the night, which pissed me off.