Slutty Cuckolding Girlfriend: Fucking His Best Friend, Answering His Call

I’m not going to argue that I was a slutty cuckolding girlfriend.

I came to the realization that I was a slutty cuckolding girlfriend when I was with my old boyfriend, Ryan. Ryan was a swell guy, but he was not even vanilla. He was like dry toast. Though his skills in bed were lacking, I thought myself in love. With rose-tinted glasses on, I thought the rest of him would make up for the lack of quality sex.

I know better now. In fact, now I don’t even try to keep a guy as a boyfriend; I just let him know I will be getting better dick. Instead of me being a slutty cuckolding girlfriend, I am just a slutty friends-with-benefits.

At the time, though, I didn’t tell him how I was becoming more and more unhappy. How my body craved more than dick. Instead, I pretended to love his two pumps inside me, without foreplay and steeled myself against laughter at my suggestions to be on top. Ryan assured me that on top was for a man only, and we didn’t need any other positions to be happy in our sex life.

So when his best friend Nick came by more often, I couldn’t help but be drawn to him.

Nick was a natural flirt, but Ryan didn’t even believe I could be a slutty cuckolding girlfriend. He openly stated he didn’t care, because he knew I would never leave him for Nick. And part of that was true. In fact, I did not leave him for Nick.

But when Nick heard me lament about not being able to ride a cock, he offered his services. And you know, being so pent up, I took him on his offer. Not right away, though. I waited a full 12 hours before texting him.

This slutty cuckolding girlfriend justified it as stretching an itch. I didn’t love Ryan any less, and I didn’t love Nick. Instead, I just needed good sex. And Nick and I had great chemistry.

Plus, Nick had a great cock. The kind that gets a girl gushing and dreaming about it inside her.

Really, was it a surprise that Nick turned me into a slutty cuckolding girlfriend?

Nick and I didn’t meet up once. No, we met up three times a week, when Ryan was at work. I’d go over to Nick’s place, pretending I was at the gym when Ryan asked. And Nick fucked me exactly how I needed: foreplay, oral, rough, and in all positions. At the time, I really thought I was a slutty cuckolding girlfriend, but at least I was getting my needs met and keeping Ryan.

Ryan must have had his suspicions, though, because in the middle of Nick fucking me so hard my muscles screamed, he called.

Picture this: I, slutty cuckolding girlfriend, on my hands and knees and face in the pillow while Nick had my hands behind my back, fucking into my pussy from behind. Suddenly, the phone rings.

Knowing Ryan never called me at this hour, I took the call, my voice shaking. “Hello?”

And if you want to know what Ryan said next, you’ll have to call! I don’t want to give up all my secrets!

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