My ex was a narcissist and thought I wouldn’t find out that the reason he wouldn’t see my for sometimes weeks at a time was because he had a boatload of other girls on the side, despite us living together and him working in the same city.
When I finally realized what he was doing, I started talking to and seeing other people as well. One was a semi-pro ball player and was 6’6″ with a literal anaconda for a penis named Kevin.
The other was a 5’10” guy and while he wasn’t carrying an anaconda, he was still larger than average named Lee.
I had been spending part of the weekend with Lee at his house while my ex pretended to be out of town when Kevin called. So I left Lee with my pussy full of cum to go spend time with Kevin, Of course this lead to more fucking with him immediately carrying me to bed as soon as I pulled into his driveway.
After another 2 rounds and another delicious meal and creampie, I was starting to get sore and told Kevin I needed to go home. We said our goodbyes and with more cum now leaking down my legs I started the drive home.
On the way home, guess who calls and tells me he’s home?? My boyfriend (ex), back from his magic business trip.
I roll in to the garage and he also pulls me out of the car, kissing and hugging me telling me how much he missed me. I tell him I need a moment to clean up as I’ve had a long day and my “workouts” had me really sweaty, he tells me I can shower when were done, as he’s taking me upstairs.
Soon he’s got me spread out on the bed kissing me down my body. I get a little worried thinking he should be able to smell the fact I now have the cum of two different men mixing in my pussy. He gets down to my pubic bone and inhales deep, commenting on how “earthy” I smell, and asks if I took hot yoga that day.
I laugh nervously and say “yeah….” and then try to get up to head to the bath. He pushes me back down on the bed and then proceeds to eat my pussy!!! I lose my mind.
He tells me I taste amazing and complements on how soft (completely swollen), and sensitive I am. I try not to completely fall apart.
At this point I’ve had a marathon of sex, and am so tired, all I can do is lay there and try to take deep breaths to distract myself.
He inserts himself inside me and grunts out how tight I feel, and starts cycling me through positions to keep from coming too quickly. When he does finally let me go, all he can do is blubber about how hot and good it felt.
I got up and was finally able to bathe, concluding my marathon day of sex ending with a creampie from 3 different men. That was the last time I ever saw any of those men including my ex sexually as 2 days later my ex needed to “leave” again so I just packed up my things and moved while he was gone.
