Former Partner
This is uncharted territory...wait, wrong again...This is a topic already thoroughly explored, so why not dig in some more? For those with no idea about the plot of a tale titled 'Old Boyfriend', I'll give you a hint. She cheats. They sleep together...and her current partner just stands aside. Here you go, BTB lot, skip this section, run to the bottom, and drop a one-star rating. Additionally, leave a spiteful note that I'm gay, a coward, a pushover – oh, hang on, where's my thesaurus? Ah, found it:
Strongest matches:- Coward- Crybaby- Pushover
Strong matches:- Baby- Chicken- Featherweight- Jellyfish- Loser- Milksop- Namby-pamby- Pansy- Pantywaist- Schlemiel- Sissy- Wuss
Weak matches:- Chickenheart- Cream puff- Fraidy-cat- Lily liver- Mama's boy- Scaredy-cat- Wussy- Yellowbelly
I hope this list helps.
Now, let's get to the cliched tale.
Jeremy Stafford was riding high. Last night, Stacy finally consented to giving him a blowjob. She told him it's not something she enjoys, but felt compelled to do it for him since she didn't want sex. It was incredible, even though when he approached climax, she withdrew and provide him with a handjob. Truly wished she'd allow him to reciprocate, but at least she removed her shirt. Her breasts jiggled delightfully under the thin lace fabric, and he could make out the shadows of her nipples. She granted him a feeling of her tits through her bra. Maybe tonight, she'd permit him to touch her bare breasts. They must feel astounding.
Jeremy encountered Stacy in Physics when they became lab partners. He inquired her out on a date, and she sighed with regret. "I require singular focus on school. I cannot allow myself to be involved," she whispered.
Then a couple of weeks later, he tried again. She was worth the discomfort of possible rejection. A 5' 9" redhead, petite with generous breasts, she was endowed with flawless facial features, a delicate nose, full lips, immaculate skin, and emerald green eyes. Again, the same response. Another wait, and again he suggested coffee after class. She hesitated, but then nodded affirmatively. Over the following weeks, this transformed into a customary sequence. He told her about his personal history and she shared hers. He'd dated only one girl before, his high school sweetheart, but they never took it all the way.
She'd had a few boyfriends but her last one mistreated her. She avoided divulging details, didn't really say much... yet it didn't end well due to this. Hence her hesitation to let Jeremy do anything with her.
They were sitting at Starbucks, Stacy sipping her tall cinnamon dolce latte when she took his hand. "I like you. You're an exceptional guy and should we have the urge to do more than kiss, I'll say yes," she grinned softly.
Jeremy beamed as he nods, "Will you dine with me? I pledge to behave like the ideal gentleman," he added promptly.
In the subsequent two months, the duo went out with nothing more than a kiss at the termination of each date. Then Stacy regarded Jeremy, "I appreciate you. You're a superlative man, and if you're willing, we can explore beyond kisses. I can't tolerate much else as I promised after the previous guy I'd never allow a man to...disregard that, just be satisfied with what we can engage in, OK?" she sighed.
Jeremy could barely wait to reach their flat. His cock ached all day replaying the feeling of her lips on his cock, his fingers on her bra. He was a junior in college and still a virgin, which he surmised would change soon. Stacy appeared to be pressing her pussy against him with more fervor. He surmised she was routinely pleasing herself yet didn't know. Perhaps, she'd want him to take care of that for her.
He got back from his class and discovered Stacy reading on the dining table. He moved over and kissed her.
Stacy felt relieved that her session with the vibrator was over, allowing her to change and regain composure. She had considered allowing Jeremy to see where she'd hidden her toy the night before and letting him use it on her, but she knew where that would eventually lead. Her school days weren't over, and she couldn't be that girl again… If he had access to her private parts, he'd want more than just the toy in her. She recalled the incessant need that arose in him once he had entered her, and she almost needed to redo her senior year. College was too important to waste time with meaningless sex.
Jeremy, on the other hand, seemed content with just hand jobs and sucking his cock.
"Jeremy, how did Philosophy class go?" he asked his girlfriend, who looked stunning in her tight top showing a bit of cleavage. His mouth watered at the thought of removing her top to suck her nipples. He was certain she'd enjoy that, weren't women always pleased by men? What's her issue? he thought.
"I was planning to order pizza. What do you think?" he questioned.
Stacy stopped writing and looked up, a smile lighting up her face. "Sausage and mushrooms on my half?" she suggested.
"Shocked...so shocked..." Jeremy teased with a smile. Stacy was predictable, but not exactly horny. He picked up the phone to place the pizza order, half pepperoni and sausage, half mushroom and sausage.
While they waited for the pizza, he sat across from her, reading over his Pre-Meiji Restoration coursework about the Tokugawa Ieyasu shogunate, when the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it," he said, reaching for his wallet.
A deep voice startled Stacy, one she'd not heard in over three years. She assumed she'd never hear it again. They had broken up, and he'd moved on to a trade. She had pursued her studies.
"Stacy? Stacy Stewart? Do you live here?" the tall, burly man inquired.
Stacy froze, her stomach flip-flopping. This man approached, grinning at her.
"Fucking hell, babe. Are you in witness protection?" the man joked as he came over, grasping her in a tight embrace. Stacy wrapped her arms around him and kissed him passionately as he stood in the middle of the living room. This was a kiss she'd never given him before, and he held her firm as his hands slid under her buttocks.
"Ahem, sorry. I'm Jeremy," he said, walking over.
The large man didn't break the kiss immediately, simply retreating just enough to speak. "Jeremy, you're dating my Stacy?" he asked.
Jeremy stood frozen as he watched the other man kiss his girlfriend. He never touched her like this. Stacy didn't resist, allowing him to slide his hands under her shirt and bra to grasp at her breasts.
"It's good to see you again," the man sighed, pulling her back for more kissing action. He ran his hands along her ass.
Stacy didn't hesitate, bending over for his inspection. When he asked her to bend over, she complied, allowing him to stroke her ass and slip his fingers between her legs.
Jeremy didn't know what to say or do. He was watching another man touch his girlfriend, an act she'd always denied him. He could hear the man's hands cupping her breasts under her shirt.
By the time Jeremy returned with the pizza, Stacy was pulling her bra up, covering her exposed flesh. Her face was flushed, and she looked to be catching her breath.
Jeremy shook his head, confused by the scene he'd just witnessed. He was about to voice his discontent when the doorbell rang again. He paused, deciding against responding. Instead, he went to answer the door.
The guy was gone by the time Jeremy returned, leaving her straightening her shirt. Her touch on her bra, and the man's uncanny timing, made Jeremy question why she'd always resisted him.
"Jeremy, he came by surprise. I don't know what to do," she stammered.
Jeremy nodded, his thoughts echoing her words. "You never did." But then, Jerry walked back in, zipping up his pants.
"How'd you find me?" Jeremy asked, puzzled.
"I called your mom and she gave me a different address near the school. Your old neighbor gave me this one," Jerry explained. "You look great, babe." He grabbed her and kissed her passionately. Then he ran his fingers under her shirt, undoing her bra.
Jeremy watched, frozen, as another man touched his girlfriend, sucking her breasts.
"It's so good to see you. Christ, have your tits gotten bigger?" Jerry grinned, rubbing them. "I've thought about you every day. I missed these." He moved his hands around her back, grabbing her breasts.
"Stacy, turn around," Jerry said. "Let me see that ass of yours." Unwilling to resist, Stacy obliged, bending over for him. Jerry ran his hands up and down her back as he moved closer to taste her once again.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt," Jeremy said, returning with the pizza.
"What's up, bro?" Jerry asked between kisses. "I'm starving, though. Sausage and pepperoni?" he asked.
Stacy blushed, "I didn't know he'd come here. I'm sorry."
Jeremy sighed, "What's going on?"
Jeremy struggled to grab a piece of pizza as the man gobbled up three slices faster than Jeremy could consume one. Meanwhile, Jerry kept ordering the boy to bring him beers. Jeremy's mind was in chaos. How was he supposed to get rid of the guy? The expression "the elephant in the room" popped into his head. Jerry was practically twice his size and had thick arms the size of Jeremy's thighs.
He managed to pull Stacy aside, "We need to get rid of him. What's he doing here? Why are you so…?"
Stacy glared at her boyfriend, "Friendly? Nice? You could've been more welcoming to our guest," she snapped, emphasizing the word "our."
Jeremy was left speechless, "I'm going to get some food since our guest ate all of mine." He stormed off to the kitchen. When he returned, Stacy and Jerry were making out on the couch.
Jerry had managed to remove Stacy's top and was sucking on her nipples. Stacy's hand was inside Jerry's pants and it was obvious she was stroking his penis.
"Damn!" Jeremy exclaimed, "That's enough. This is my girlfriend you're...making out with."
Jerry rolled off the redhead and glared menacingly at the smaller boy, "And what exactly are you planning to do about it?" he demanded in a low, intimidating tone.
"I was going to leave, but this is my apartment. I thought it was ours," he glared at Stacy.
Stacy looked for her bra and put it on, "I'm sorry. Jerry, this was a mistake. I'm with you and..." She trailed off, seeming to realize something, "Shit! Where's my top?"
Jerry smirked, "I tossed it behind the couch." Jer rolled his eyes at Jeremy. "Alright. I understand...you two are a couple...whatever. Where's the guest room? I'll spend the night there and leave in the morning."
Stacy guided Jerry toward the guest room next to their master bedroom, "Here. You can stay in this room and I'll make sure there's coffee in the morning."
"So sorry. I don't know what got into me." Stacy sighed. "It's like it was three years ago and this man has a certain hold over me," she whispered. "Here. I owe you this." She took off her top, presenting her breasts to Jeremy for the second time in his life (first was when he entered the living room earlier). "You can fondle them while I suck your penis. Just warn me before you cum."
Jeremy moaned in pleasure as he touched the duo mounds for the first time. He lay back as Stacy licked his stiff shaft before swallowing him. Within 20 seconds he felt himself losing control, "Freak! I'm...oh crap!" he yelled as he erupted all over her face.
Stacy vigorously stroked Jerry's dick as spurt after spurt shot into the air and onto his stomach. After he was done, she grabbed some tissues.
"I'm sorry. I've never cum so fast before...ever. And I hit your face, didn't I?"
Stacy nodded, wiping off the cum from her cheeks and lips. "Not the first time by a long shot," she chuckled. Then she wiped off Jeremy's stomach and softened penis.
"Let me," Jeremy offered, "you must be horny."
Stacy kissed him, "I'll brush my teeth and go to sleep. You should too. After giving you a blowjob, you should be able to sleep like a baby."
They crawled back into bed and turned off the lights. They were aware Jerry was probably watching something on his iPad. "Shit," Jeremy sighed, "Should I tell him to turn it down?" he asked.
Stacy shook her head, "I'll handle it. He might not know the walls are paper-thin." So Jeremy went back to sleep.
Jeremy observed his girlfriend's boobs bounce freely beneath her thin T-shirt. Her underwear had climbed between her buttocks, and she had a clearly noticeable camel toe. He wanted to make a comment, but he simply rolled over as she quietly exited the bed. He was exhausted and fell asleep before she returned to the bedroom. He awoke at some point, possibly an hour or two later, lying on his side facing away from Stacy's side of the bed, listening to Jerry's noisy porn again. Stacy had an early class and needed her sleep, so he cautiously got up and proceeded to the door. He carefully opened it, stepped out into the hallway, and softly tapped on the guest room door. Jerry didn't respond, and he hesitated due to the loud sounds coming from the video of the couple passionately making love.
After gathering the courage, Jeremy quietly opened the door even more, his eyes closed to avoid seeing another man masturbating.
The voices were quite distinct, "Fuck me, fuck me...ooooohhhhh, yesss," the girl purred.
He peeked, realizing he recognized that voice. Stacy was on top of Jerry, bouncing up and down on his cock, her breasts being squeezed tightly by the man.
"So fucking big!" she gasped, "I've missed your cock so much."
"Babe, your pussy is tight as a vise. I can't believe how tight your pussy is even after fucking you twice," he gasped back. "Get ready, I'm almost there," he said more hoarsely. "I'm cumming inside you this time...I don't want to cum in your mouth again."
Stacy moaned, "Fuck! I'm not on the pill but fucking do it," the girl said, leaning forward to kiss him.
Even in the dim light, Jeremy could see the ring of their combined fluids at the base of his shaft and running down his massive ballsack. As she pulled her backside up, he expected his cock to slip out, but it didn't; she immediately slammed her pussy back down onto him. 'How long is that thing?' he marveled.
"Do it...cum inside me," she grunted into his mouth.
Jeremy stepped back as the man threw his hands around Stacy's ass, pulling them tightly together as he came. The massive ballsack had pulled up against the base of his cock, and he could see the contractions as he thrust his potent sperm into Stacy's drenched pussy.
He didn't understand why he was watching; it was almost like witnessing a train wreck, unable to avert his gaze.
After finishing, Jerry sighed and ran his hands over the girl's bare ass. Jeremy could see cum dripping out from between Stacy's swollen lips and the gradually softening penis.
"I was thinking about how you went down on me earlier, and you mentioned What's-his-name wanted to do that. You should go wake him and give him what he wants," Jerry said.
Stacy lightly slapped him. "He's a good guy. And, his name is Jeremy and I think I love him. He treats me with respect, not like this...a mere object."
"Hey! That's not fair. I treat you with respect. I treat you how you want to be treated. Used, fulfilled, and filled with my seed," he said. "OK. A perfectly satisfying, fine piece of meat with the most fantastic holes around. Speaking of which, suck my cock. You promised me if I got you off three times, I could fuck your ass," he said, pushing Stacy off him.
Jeremy watched as Stacy crawled down to take the man's cock in her mouth. Her ass and swollen pussy were pointing towards the door. He quietly closed the door and headed for the bedroom. It took an hour, but he was finally able to drift off to sleep, despite the raucous sounds from the next room.
Jeremy awoke with sunlight streaming in through the bedroom window. At first, he was confused, seeing that his girlfriend was not in bed with him. Then he heard it. The bed thumping, the woman's murmurs of pleasure, and the deep groaning of the man. They were still at it. She'd missed her class and would be late.
At 3:30 in the afternoon, he returned to the apartment. He felt a sudden sense of relief wash over him as he considered he would be spared from witnessing his girlfriend being fucked again. All day, while he was walking, in his laboratory, and during a lecture, he could hear the moans and groans of the amorous couple.
Stacy can't express anything to make her actions last night seem justifiable or pardonable, but she feels sorry. She despises herself for not having the strength to say no to a man she doesn't enjoy. She knows she never confessed it to him, but he was the first person she ever loved. She naively believed that sleeping with him would shatter their relationship. Jerry invited Stacy to return home and cohabit with him, and even though Jeremy's feelings towards him were profound, he couldn't bear the anguish in his face. Stacy cherishes the memories they shared and wishes one day he'll stop abhorring her.
Goodbye, Jeremy.
P.S. Again, I'm sorry...so very sorry. Please don't loathe me excessively.
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