I remembered something petty and horny that I felt like sharing

2026-03-25T21:42:47Z

My ex had cheated so I was planning on not coming back from my trip to visit family. However, after my ex cheated, her supervisor John—who was also our neighbor and my occasional companion on fortnite—basically corroborates my ex's story for her whereabouts the night she cheated, completely unprompted. Which led me to believe if you're cool with my girl cheating on me, you're fine with yours cheating with me.

For context, he had a fiancee named Nicole who I had become friends with when she sprained her ankle about a month prior. I walked her dog and helped with simple errands and afterwards we would chill before I went back home or to work. Now, while I was volunteered by my ex to do this, I always kept my suspicion Nicole was into me to myself just to keep the peace, especially since I'm not the cheating type under usual circumstances and had no plans of acting on this suspicion.
The next day around 11, while John and my ex were at work, I went to chill with Nicole at their place. We chilled in the living room and smoked while watching anime like we usually do. I asked about her ankle; she said it's still sore. I ask if can I try something. Ah lays down in her back and plops her foot on my lap and says ahead. I massage her ankle and do this trick where I make them pop to relieve pressure then did the other foot.
She tells me what I'm doing feels great and she's never gotten a massage before. I'm like, "Oh, that's crazy," and I just continue massaging up her calf before switching back to the first leg and doing the same.

We talk more as I massage and we watch. She lets out a little moan and starts getting shy. I reassure her it's ok to make noise then make a comment about how it's crazy John never massaged her in all the time they've been together as I continue upward past her knees and get to her thighs right where her shorts begin. I'm like, "Umm, so you wanna stop here orrr..."
And she says, "No, it's fine, I don't mind. I'm wearing boxers anyways."
She gets up to take the shorts off and I tell her to grab some oil. She lays face down on the couch, burying her head deep into a pillow so she wouldn't have to worry about the noise she was making. I start back at the calves, but I’m taking my time with it. I’m digging my thumbs into the muscle, kneading the oil in until her skin is slick and warm. I move up to the back of her knees, using slow, circular motions that have her let out a long, shaky breath into the cushion.
I start working my way up her inner thighs, my palms flat and heavy. I’m asking her about what products she uses to make her skin so soft, and I can hear her breath hitching every time my hands glide a little higher. I spend a good few minutes just kneading the meat of her thighs, watching the way her muscles twitch. By the time I get to the bottom edge of her boxers, she’s completely relaxed but breathing heavy. Working both hands at once I make small kneading circles up her thighs sliping my hands beneath her boxers deeper and as I go. Once my hands finally make it to her hips she’s practically vibrating against the cushions.
I’m still being "professional"—no grabbing her ass or anything yet. I’m just kneading my way up her hips, feeling the heat of her skin under the fabric, pushing up until my hands can't go any farther without stretching the fabric.
I pull my hands out as she lets out a disappointed whimper before I place my hands on the elastic waistband and ask, "Do you mind?"
She puts her butt in the air instead of answering not even as I pull the underwear off.
Back to massaging her, still professional, but now I'm working everything: her hips, ass, inner thighs. My fingers are ever so slightly grazing her pussy every few strokes. She starts squirming and stops hiding her moans. Once I'm done massaging her ass I ask if she wants me to work on her back or start the front of her legs first. She asks me to do her back. I massage her neck, back, and shoulders to her hearts content till she says she's ready for the front.
I start working my way up from the bottom again starting at her ankles giving the front just as much love and attention as I did the back. By the time I get to her thighs I can literally smell how turned on she is. I laugh and tell her she smells good. She covers her pussy and says, "What? No, I'm gross."
I pull her hand away, nuzzle my nose into her mound and take a whiff, and ask her for a taste. She says yes. I lick up her juices, teasing her slowly, trying not to laugh at the way she let out a little gasp and her body shuddered every time I flick my tongue. She started getting used to it and I took it personally, so I took it out on her clit. Swirling my tongue around the tip and sucking at it with the rhythm of her hip spasms. She cums less than 30 seconds later.
I laugh and ask her when the last time she got some head was. All she said was, "John doesn't do that."
I look at her shocked for a moment, to which she responded with a shrug. I start moving my face back. She tries to stop me, telling me she already came, to which I respond, "And?" She folded immediately, spreading her legs inviting my face back in. I ate her pussy for close to an hour. It was like an exorcism with the way she was moving in the sound she was making. I had to stop because the dog was getting worried.
I asked her if we can take it to the bedroom. She led me there by the hand, taking off my pants and sitting me on the bed. She dropped to her knees in the process before using her mouth to show me how grateful she was for all the cumming she did in the living room. Usually, it takes forever for me to cum from head, but her enthusiasm, technique, and how hot the whole situation was had me leaving my signature in the back of her throat within minutes.
I pulled her onto the bed, kissing her for the first time before kissing down her neck, collarbone, and chest, stopping to suck her nipples for a moment before making my way down to her pussy. I eat her pussy till she cums before asking her how she wants to be fucked. She tells me her favorite position while moving into position: on her back, legs crossed and straight up. I slide into her while holding her ankles and feel her legs tremble as she takes in all of me. As I pounded into her, I used her ankles for leverage, pulling her into me with each thrust.
As she cums, I warn her the way her pussy is gripping me has me on the edge. She wraps her legs around me, nodding "yes," unable to speak as she continues to cum. I take that as the green light to cum inside her. ***ting her walls with what felt like load after load.
She giggles as I move one of her legs over my head before I lay down so that she's on her back while I'm on my side, still inside her. We make out, I touch her body and tell her how amazing she felt and how good she tastes while I slowly rock into her, savoring the feeling of her getting tighter as my dick gets hard inside her. I fucked her deep in this position, playing with her clit and caressing her while she moaned, cussed, and came all over my dick, slowing down every time I felt close, edging myself while I used her till I couldn't hold back anymore. Practically yelling while I came, and she bucked her hips, giggling at my cries of agonized pleasure.
As my dick plops out of her, so do the massive loads I left inside her. She asks me to take a picture to remember this by, saying that after today we can't do this again. I laugh and reiterate, "After today."
After that, we fucked smoked and gave each other head for the next 5 hours as she kept checking John's Google location. The moment he left work, she hopped in the shower and I left and we never spoke of it again. She dumped John and moved back in with her parents and the day I left I sent John all the pictures and videos we took that day.