So I had a gf a couple of years back. She was so sweet and always bending over backward for me.. always going out of her way to please me. I of course was the neglectful type.. leaving her home til 3 or 4 am while I went out drinking and partying with the guys. We eventually broke up. I guess I just didnt realize what a sweet girl I had. You grow up though, and you live and learn. I have since quit my partying ways, and have had several other gfs. But for the past couple years, I cant get this fantasy I have of my ex out of my head. This is pretty much the fantasy.. hope this doesnt belong in the story area, because I want to get feedback, not-so-much about the story, but similar fantasies and real life stories.
At the time we were both in our late 20s. I am a clean up, average built guy.. short black hair. She was a fair skinned cutie, with auburn dyed hair, and a great body, as she was a ballet dancer.
The fantasy begins with me coming home tanked one night, she still in bed. I of course wake her, and engage her in a bit of drunken sex.. of course, I cannot cum, because I end up passing out. When I wake up the next morning, I feel my hard, morning errection straining against the hard plastic of a chastity belt... a pretty snug one at that. My gf, Tiffany rolls over and tells me things are going to change, and that I am going to learn to be a better boyfriend, but no worries... this new set up will make us equally happy. I wonder... she commands me to orally satisfy her, which I do... I feel so horny because I was unable to cum the previous night. If only I could get my cock out of this snug little apparatus, I would explode.
The day is pretty normal. We chill around the house, but I cant stop wondering when I am going to get the hell OUT of this cb. I convince myself she will want my cock sooner or later, so no worries.
That night, she is to go out with the girls to a dance club. It is I who stays home that night. She comes home late, giggly and a little buzzed. I try to engage her in hopes of sex once she sits on the end of the bed. She looks so hot, wearing her tight top, black skirt, and opaque gray tights and black shoes. She lays back and gives me the que to give her oral.. I pull her tights down, and lick the sweat from the inside of her thighs.. I make my way up to her crotch.. pull her panties to the side, and lick her until she herself cums. The whole while she tells me how much fun she and the girls had dancing with all the hot guys. After she cums she takes off her shirt, and throws on a tank top, and rolls over to go to sleep. I lay there VERY frustrated.
The next morning I am SO horny. She and I lay in bed> She admits she got a phone # from a guy at the club. She tells me they didnt do anything, but did tell me that he asked her to go out sometime. I ask what she said. She told me she told him, maybe.. just call. I feel alot of jealousy at this point, but she tells me he probably wont call. After we get up, she asks me to clean up, and I do.. she puts on her black bikini and goes out the pool to do some sun tanning. I look at her out the window. Watching her fair skin glisten in the sun,. I am so turned on as I just gaze at her bikini riding up her ass, as she lays on her stomach.
After I am done, I go to join her. She is on the phone. The guy apparently calls. She asks me can she go out with him the next night. I reluctantly tell her yes, because I fear if I say no, that this damn cb may never come off.
That night, shes goes to ballet. I go to pick her up (as I often did in real life), and watch her. I watcher her move her beautiful, shapely legs and arms... so gracefully. She truly is a beauty. And I think to myself that she is off limits to me. On the way home, I stare at her thighs. She has on a zip up hoodie over hear white tights and black leotard. I imagine how great it would be to get inside of her again... and then reality hits. Shes going out tommorow with the new guy.
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At the time we were both in our late 20s. I am a clean up, average built guy.. short black hair. She was a fair skinned cutie, with auburn dyed hair, and a great body, as she was a ballet dancer.
The fantasy begins with me coming home tanked one night, she still in bed. I of course wake her, and engage her in a bit of drunken sex.. of course, I cannot cum, because I end up passing out. When I wake up the next morning, I feel my hard, morning errection straining against the hard plastic of a chastity belt... a pretty snug one at that. My gf, Tiffany rolls over and tells me things are going to change, and that I am going to learn to be a better boyfriend, but no worries... this new set up will make us equally happy. I wonder... she commands me to orally satisfy her, which I do... I feel so horny because I was unable to cum the previous night. If only I could get my cock out of this snug little apparatus, I would explode.
The day is pretty normal. We chill around the house, but I cant stop wondering when I am going to get the hell OUT of this cb. I convince myself she will want my cock sooner or later, so no worries.
That night, she is to go out with the girls to a dance club. It is I who stays home that night. She comes home late, giggly and a little buzzed. I try to engage her in hopes of sex once she sits on the end of the bed. She looks so hot, wearing her tight top, black skirt, and opaque gray tights and black shoes. She lays back and gives me the que to give her oral.. I pull her tights down, and lick the sweat from the inside of her thighs.. I make my way up to her crotch.. pull her panties to the side, and lick her until she herself cums. The whole while she tells me how much fun she and the girls had dancing with all the hot guys. After she cums she takes off her shirt, and throws on a tank top, and rolls over to go to sleep. I lay there VERY frustrated.
The next morning I am SO horny. She and I lay in bed> She admits she got a phone # from a guy at the club. She tells me they didnt do anything, but did tell me that he asked her to go out sometime. I ask what she said. She told me she told him, maybe.. just call. I feel alot of jealousy at this point, but she tells me he probably wont call. After we get up, she asks me to clean up, and I do.. she puts on her black bikini and goes out the pool to do some sun tanning. I look at her out the window. Watching her fair skin glisten in the sun,. I am so turned on as I just gaze at her bikini riding up her ass, as she lays on her stomach.
After I am done, I go to join her. She is on the phone. The guy apparently calls. She asks me can she go out with him the next night. I reluctantly tell her yes, because I fear if I say no, that this damn cb may never come off.
That night, shes goes to ballet. I go to pick her up (as I often did in real life), and watch her. I watcher her move her beautiful, shapely legs and arms... so gracefully. She truly is a beauty. And I think to myself that she is off limits to me. On the way home, I stare at her thighs. She has on a zip up hoodie over hear white tights and black leotard. I imagine how great it would be to get inside of her again... and then reality hits. Shes going out tommorow with the new guy.
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