Fantasizing about a toxic ex

It wasn’t a great relationship and it ended poorly with bitter feelings towards each other. It’s been 5 years since our split and my life couldn’t be going better. I’m in a deeply committed and healthy relationship. For what ever reason though I’ve begun fantasizing about my ex and it’s been getting me off very hard. Yesterday I masturbated while looking at our old photos. I imagine that she texts me out of the blue, just asking how I’m doing. We text back and forth telling each other about our lives. The both of us in more stable healthy relationships. She admits to me eventually though that recently she’s been thinking about me more and more. This surprises me and involuntarily my cock begins to stiffen. I ask her what she means as my heart races with anticipation for her response. I’m aware I’m entering into adulterous territory with a women I swear I hate. She tells me she’s lonely and her new man isn’t satisfying her. Here we go, I think to myself as I write back telling her I’ve been thinking of her recently as well. She asks me what I’ve been thinking. I tell her she really doesn’t want to know. I tell her I’m beginning to get horny and I think we’ve already crossed too much of a line. She tells me it’s making her wet knowing I’ve been thinking about her and asks me again to please tell her what I’m thinking. I say,
I jerk off thinking one day you’d text me just like this. When I’m done writing this I want you to invite me over. I don’t want to talk. I don’t want a relationship with you. Don’t want to be friends. What I do want is for you to take me up to your bedroom. I want to fuck my orgasm deep into your pussy. I want to make you cum as my cock throbs deep inside of you, feeling your pussy spasming and gripping me. I want you to tell me how much better I fuck you than your new man. Tell me he never makes you cum the way I just did. Once our orgasms subside and the afterglow begins to fade I’m going to remove my cock from inside you, leaving you feeling naked and ashamed. I get dressed and walk out saying nothing. Knowing later that night, you’re shamefully going to masturbate thinking about what I just did to you. I know your pussy is mine now, and it won’t be long before you text me asking me to it to you again….and again, and again.

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Back in my monogamous period, I had a bf who was suspicious all the time. In order to prevent (in vain) his constant jealousy, I almost pulled away from my friends -- and, guess what, the reason was that sex was great and dirty. It all ended after a few months, when I discovered he had been doing exactly the things he was accusing me of with a common friend.

I haven't seen him since the day we broke up 22 years ago, but sometimes, when I 'm alone on a trip, I fantasize him entering the hotel room uninvited and taking me on all fours.
 
Oh God, yes. I dated someone that utterly broke me emotionally and mentally, causing me to slip into a psychotic break, complete with delusions. I have memories to this day that I don't know whether or not I did the things I remember. That was in 1987 and if she called me at this moment and wanted to get together, I don't think I'd be able to say no. The relationship was pure poison but I was addicted to her. I'm getting both panicky and aroused at the same time just thinking about her - just like then.
 
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Oh God, yes. I dated someone that utterly broke me emotionally and mentally, causing me to slip into a psychotic break, complete with delusions. I have memories to this day that I don't know whether or not I did the things I did then or not. That was in 1987 and if she called me at this moment and wanted to get together, I don't think I'd be able to say no. The relationship was pure poison but I was addicted to her. I'm getting both panicky and aroused at the same time just thinking about her - just like then.
I can relate
 
Not sure I'd call her an ex necessarily since she was nothing more than a on-and-off FWB over a period of years even though we were in different states and only got together a couple times a year. She professed to want more out of the relationship at times and even suggested moving to the city I was living in and moving in together, but that never materialized primarily due to the fact that when we were together for an extended period of time, i.e., a few days or more, other than the sex, it was like mixing oil and water. She'd be sugary sweet one minute and then a total bitch the next, starting fights over nothing and out of absolutely nowhere, then eventually back to sugary sweet like nothing ever happened. Because of that, there's just no way the relationship would ever progress. Looking back on it now, I highly suspect she was bipolar.

However, having said that, the sex was absolutely off the charts incredible, raw, primal, dirty, completely uninhibited and absolutely constant when we were together. We both had insane libidos and it's like we were made for each other sexually and just couldn't get enough of each other physically. Pure animal magnetism without a doubt.

Close to a decade after our last tryst and communication, both married, she contacted me through my work email out of the blue. After a little back and forth just catching up on what was going on in our lives, she hinted at wanting to resume our physical relationship. Of course I politely declined because, while tempting, it would have been wrong and would not have ended well for a variety of reasons. But nothing has kept me from fantasizing in explicit detail and thinking back to those times we'd get together and the wild fantastic sex we would have.
 
My favorite ex was not really toxic .... we were just incompatible. I was busy early in my career and she wanted to get married, settle down in our hometown and have kids. But that girl fucked better than any of the 20 or so women I have been with. Even though it was more than 15 years ago, I recall every second of a weekend we went to her parents home to watch their dog while they were out of town. We started in the living room fucking on the couch and after two orgasms we fucked on her dads desk with her bent over across the top while she screamed for me to fuck her harder and then she took me to the family dining room where she lay down and told me to eat her pussy. Two more orgasms and a wet spot on the beautiful table later, she took me upstairs to fuck in her brothers room and I could not hold it any longer shooting a load deep inside her while she told me to fill her up. We lay there for awhile and then moved to her room fucking again and after she came, we finished in her parents bed where we fucked the rest of the day on and off. We never put on any clothes and had sex in every single room including another session of me eating her on her dads bench press, her mom's desk and in the back of the family van parked in the garage. She even had me use her moms vibrator on her that was in the bedside table. A total slut but she was insatiable. Saw her this past summer when I was back for a high school reunion and she still looks awesome. I wonder if her husband gets the same crazy slutty girl I knew?
 
My wife’s only official ex is a no go. He was a complete ass and I get no pleasure from thinking about him and my wife. The only closet thing to a toxic ex would be the first guy my wife cheated with. He too was married and I was of a different mindset then. When he fucked her it almost destroyed our relationship. But now its so fucking hot thinking about them in that hotel room. I’ve masturvated and cum so many times.

It’s unlikely she would even give him the time of day now.
 
My marriage lasted just shy of three years and it wasn't good from the get go. The only good thing was the sex but just one woman wasn't enough for him. I got pregnant by him at 19 and even though I wasn't ready to marry, he insisted. I knew from the start that he was fooling around with someone else and even my family warned me against it. Yes, it was toxic from the start.

Well, we did split up and divorced yet for a long time afterwards I would have him over to pick up our son on weekends and when he brought him back home on Sunday evening I would have sex with him after the kid was in bed. He knew how to get me going and finish me off. 😜

He remarried after a couple years and I met the current man I'm with. Shame me if you want but there are still times, although not often, that we arrange a secret rendezvous for just a couple hours of sex. The last time was before the pandemic hit.
 
I often fantasize about my ex. I guess he was toxic. He didn't treat me well ... but he had a pretty tragic upbringing that didn't really allow him to be all he could be for another. That said ... we dated on and off through high school and then when we got to college (we went to the same small college) all we really had between us was sex. That was one way that he could be "all that he could be for another." lol He was my first, though I wasn't his. But I learned about sex from him and we were really good at it. And then in my junior year of college I met my future husband. I didn't appreciate how sexually unreal my ex was until I was with my future husband ... who, btw, was everything my ex wasn't, relationship wise. I fantasized even then about my ex and cheated with him twice. He loved that. I hated it. That's a long story because I told my, at the time, bf and we broke up for a while. That made me realize what I really wanted / needed. Not someone who treated me badly. I still get an occasional message from my ex on social media. But yes, I still fantasize about him and if he wasn't literally on the other side of the country ... I'd be more concerned about that fantasy becoming reality ... again.
 
I'm not particularly proud of this but here goes.

My high school gf cheated on me and I dumped her immediately. She begged me to forgive her, but no way. Two years later, I am in the middle of a huge 'sex drought'. I was traveling to visit a male friend and while I was there decided I needed to fuck and that old gf lived in the same town as my buddy. I wrote her a letter and she jumped at the chance to see me.

For the next three days I fucked her morning and night, when she wasn't at work. The last day she broke down crying and begged me to restart our relationship. Honestly, if she had been wild in bed or offered anything new or different, I might have considered it. But I just left, satisfied.

We were even.
 
Mine was back in college. I had met a bunch of girls from dorm and we had decide to rent a house together. One of the girls started a guy who all of us said we would never date someone like that (a bad boy, but not the brightest). However, after they broke up one after another the other girls slept with him. I was one of two that didn't by the end of the school year. The next school year, the other girl who didn't hook up and I move out to an apartment (too many girls in one house wasn't the life for us). After a couple weeks into the year, my roommate started going out with him. When she wasn't there he try flirting with me etc, but I said no for the whole semester. We did hook up during a spring break party.

After a few weeks of having sex everyday. His bubby approach us about during some amateur stuff. I said no, but he was interested so he got into that business. He hook up with a few other girls and I eventually did it. Took a semester off and did a few videos. But after a while I didn't care about him sleeping with others and I know I didn't care about him anymore. So we broke up and went back to school.

A few years later, he found out I was pregnant and he track me down and ask me if it was his (I said he wasn't the brightest). I told him, I met someone and we gotten married and it was my husband and not his. He was relief and next thing I know we were kissing and I slept with him again.

I haven't seen him in a while, last I heard he was in jail for sleeping with underage girls and taping it. I still think about him and still don't know why I did what I did.
 
Occasionally one or two will float through my memories. However, it's rare because they were toxic.

Does that mean I might not Entertain the thought of new .messages and such? No. But it's rare they occur for me.
 
I use to fantasize about a relationship that ended badly. I found it healthier to stop thinking about the bitch and move on. She was sexy and all, but its not worth fucking her now even if she wanted to 🤣
 
On a first date, just as we said goodbye, she leaned in and kissed me. What followed was a fucking amazing make out session. Damn did she know how to kiss... When I asked her about the first date kiss, she said she always does that. Because if someone can't kiss well, they probably suck at sex - was her logic. And she could kiss... Hard to explain, but you know it when you get it! Sex was great with her, but we had a fight per month and didn't make it past 7 months. She was toxic in that any argument we had was "stupid" and not worth the time. When actually is was me asking that we figure out a better way to deal with disagreements. She was very dismissive... But damn could she kiss and fuck!
 
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Sometimes the relationships that end the worst are the ones where the sex was the best. I still fantasize from time to time about 2 of my exes.
 
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