More Than Time Can Heal a Broken Heart (a Memory)
Copyright© 2026 by BethanyBelow
Chapter 11: The Part Where I Hate Myself on Schedule
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 11: The Part Where I Hate Myself on Schedule - This is a SLOW BURN story with the real sex only in the last 1/3 though some masturbation in earlier parts. While graphic the sex is very vanilla. This story focuses on when I was newly 18, inexperienced & insecure and my boyfriend of 4 years dumped me. The main purpose is to give those of you reading my Infidelity/Cheating series some background on me. This can be read as a stand alone. It is also not necessary to read this in order to enjoy my Infidelity/Cheating series.
Caution: This True Story Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual True Story Oral Sex
Shame arrived on time. It always did. It sat on my chest and named the thing in official language. I had just gotten myself off to Carrie’s brother. Not a vague someone; it was Andrew who I had been imagining. The same boy who used to eat cereal for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. The boy whose mattress I had slept on in a tent at fifteen while we played at being wilderness. I had put his cock in my mouth, in my head. I had put his mouth on me. I had let him come in me as a form of revenge against a different boy, and as a form of want I did not want to admit I felt.
I tried to rebrand it. I blamed it on the heartbreak, the wine, petty vindictive daydreams about Justin, and my body doing what bodies do when they have been wound up and then sent unsupervised to an office sofa. None of those explanations survived contact with how specific the fantasy had been. I could still feel the shape I had given his hands. I could still hear the wet sound my pussy had made in a room full of tax documents and paperbacks.
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