Bad Idea: We Sent Sexy Pictures of My New Girlfriend to My Buddy
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Chapter 2
Romance Sex Story: Chapter 2 - We sent sexy pictures of my new girlfriend to my buddy. That was very bad idea, my friend asked my girlfriend if she wanted to go on a date with him too.
Caution: This Romance Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Drunk/Drugged Romantic Heterosexual True Story Cheating Sharing Wife Watching MaleDom FemaleDom Gang Bang Group Sex Polygamy/Polyamory Safe Sex Tit-Fucking Revenge Violence
The next day, I was nervous. I thought she was going to ask my friend to have sex with her that weekend. I didn’t want anyone else to have sex with my girlfriend. I really wanted one, but I thought I’d wait until Friday. After work, I’ll go on a date with her and tell her not to do it. On Friday, I called her at work to ask her not to have a threesome with another person that weekend. She said yes, and that a guest would come on Saturday, and we would have sex together. I couldn’t believe it. After a few months of being together, my girlfriend wanted to have sex with one of my friends. I got really stressed, and I decided that if my friend really slept with my girlfriend, I would fire him and break up with my girlfriend. When she said that, I was shocked and couldn’t say anything. Then she ended the call.
I called my friend, upset, but he didn’t answer. So, I texted him, saying that he should not come over this weekend or I’ll kick him out with my girlfriend. A few hours later, he texted me a reply. He said he wasn’t planning to come, and he never planned to after we had a fight. But it’s nice to know he’s in love with my girlfriend. He said he would like to date her without me if we break up. I didn’t understand what was going on, but I decided to talk to my girlfriend and see if she would test me. I’ll see her in a few hours and make it clear that I don’t want to share her with anyone. I’ll also tell her to stop messaging my friend and to ban him. We met in the office parking lot, where she was working, like every Friday. On the way home, we had a fight because she was texting my friend.
She said she was really angry at Wednesday because she saw that I liked her female friend when we first met. She said that I was going to get a surprise this weekend because she wanted revenge. She also said she was upset that I was thinking about her female friend during sex, which is true. However, it was because she had mentioned her before my orgasm, and I couldn’t stop thinking about her. This upset me even more, and we continued to fight at home. I wanted to know if she was dating my friend, but she said she wasn’t. During the fight, I told her that she was thinking about my friend during sex too. But she said that she had never seen him in person, only in pictures. She said his dick was as good as mine (because she had already gotten a picture of it and even a short film of my friend masturbating to her photo).
I decided to have sex with her so intensely today that she won’t feel like having sex tomorrow with a guest, no matter what the surprise is. I was mad at her, but I couldn’t make her tell me what she had planned for Saturday. All I knew was that it had something to do with the weekend.
“You’re really going to regret thinking about my female friend before orgasm!”
That’s right, but she made me angry when she said I was thinking about her. She didn’t make dinner because we fought all evening, but I wasn’t hungry because I was nervous. I asked her to show me the conversations with my friend, but she wouldn’t show me anything but a photo of him masturbating. His phone was covered in his semen, and there was a photo of my girlfriend on it.
“Look, he wanted me instead of fighting for hours on end!”
I grabbed the phone out of her hand and threw it to the ground, breaking the screen. My friend wasn’t masturbating to the picture we sent him; he was masturbating to a new picture my girlfriend sent him from her bathroom. She was completely naked and bent over. Her private parts were clearly visible, and her breasts were partially exposed.
“What is this picture, and who took it, you stinking bitch! We didn’t send this to him! Tell me who took the picture and when, you fucking bitch!”
I got so angry that I wanted to throw her and her clothes out the window. I was shouting, and it was only the second time I understood that she took the picture of herself with a timer. My friend had written to her when she was about to take a bath, and she was horny because she wanted to masturbate in the bathtub. I’ve never shouted at anyone like that. I kicked her broken phone, and it broke on the wall. She ran into the room because she saw that I was out of my mind. We kept shouting, and she screamed loudly.
“What you saw was just a photo, but we were in the bath at the same time and masturbated together using a video call!”
I got really angry and pushed her, but my hand got stuck in her blouse. It fell off at her shoulder, and she fell onto the bed. She was wearing a torn white blouse, and one of her pierced breasts was showing because she didn’t wear a bra when she wore piercings because her breasts were so tight without one. We were both a little surprised because I’ve never had such a fight with anyone before. We both went quiet. She was lying on the bed, wearing a torn white blouse that showed one of her breasts, and I was standing over her, sweating from the fight. We looked at each other, not saying a word, for a few seconds, but neither of us moved. I don’t remember how long it was before I put my mouth on her pierced breasts, which were sticking out from under her blouse, bit her, and sucked on her nipples so hard that she screamed. I looked at her face, but her body was a mess. I gently slapped her breasts and pulled her pierced nipple, then unbuttoned what was left of her blouse and sucked hard on her other breast, but this time she didn’t scream like the first time.
“You said you don’t wear your nipple piercing during the workday because it makes you horny! So why are you wearing them now?”
She didn’t answer. I quickly removed her blouse and sucked on her nipple. Then I stood up and looked into her eyes.
“You’re wearing the piercing because you had a date with him?”
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