I calm down and things get steamy.

After having those craze-filled fantasies about Emma being fucked by a stranger combined with a raging feeling of hate and despise for being cheated on, I took a deep breath and found myself pacing in my room, emotions still running high.

The initial urge to cut ties was a knee-jerk reaction to the betrayal I felt. But as the dust settled, I began to realize the need for a more measured approach.

We vaguely agreed on another date next weekend, which gave me some time in the days that followed to reflect on our relationship. Every time, every nanosecond I even barely thought about her for one second, my imagination instantly spammed me with lustful scenarios of her pale and innocent body in all kinds of crazy positions being handled by that other guy. I couldn't miss the opportunity to further explore this new sensation, this new fantasy.

The long anticipated, at least on my side, day of our date finally arrived.

I went over to her place. It was not the first time I've been to hers, but it definitely felt different from at least the last time I've been there. All the curtains were half-way down, portraying a dimly lit darkness across her apartment, and the air was mushy and moist, almost jungle like. I kept hearing people throughout my life jokingly say "Ah, damn man, open a window, your room smells like you've had sex in here all day".

My fantasies came back to life just with the bare thought that she might've done something right before I arrived. I didn't think much of it as we sat down on the couch across from the TV that was blasting some random Netflix documentary. She sits right next to me as I get ready to address what I had in mind about last week.

"I think we need to talk about what..." I started confidently as she quickly interrupted me by putting her finger on my mouth and decisively coming closer towards my face.

She gets on top of me and immediately sticks out her tongue, pressing it into my mouth. I couldn't hold any resistance and gave in to her strong tongue, desperately and playfully reaching for mine.

We started making out like I never knew she could before. She starts touching my penis through my jeans and desperately searches for my belt to pull my pants down.

She was never that quick and ready to fuck. We always took our time, watched a movie and slowly got to business from there.

I was surprised, but without much overthinking, I was taken away by my primal instincts. Aggressively taking off her thin white tank top as she sits on top of me, just to unravel something that would all of a sudden confirm most of my suspicions, she had faint, timid hickey marks around her beautiful hanging breasts, which I loved so much. This made me so aroused that I jumped up, threw her on the other side of the couch, and took off my pants and every other piece of clothing I had left on me without any hesitation. She did the same, taking everything off but her panties.

"Take off your panties too" I said, breathing heavily from all the excitement.

She just shook her head playfully while sucking on her index finger and teasing me to continue whatever we were getting into.

I got back down to her, continuing my foreplay, sucking on her gorgeous tits along those strange hickeys, slowly but surely making my way down to her pussy, which she was playfully hiding for some reason.

I slowly pull down her panties, but she's resisting, taking my arms back and putting them up on her breasts. Not only that, but I tried my luck two more times but got "denied access". I start to get angry and forcefully pull down her panties.

...

I don't know if I should have done that or not, but another surge of emotions ran through my body like lightning hitting the ground in milliseconds as I looked down and saw Emma's strawberry red pussy, so red as if she'd been spanked for hours, a completely destroyed and ravaged pussy.

Without even thinking much about it, blood rushed to my penis instantly, making it rock hard again in a mix of feelings, confirming that my mind couldn't make much of this information, but my body was into it.

No words were exchanged between us as I stared down at Emma's pussy. In that dimly lit living room, with more light coming from the TV than from outside, I could see her pussy slowly dripping. It wasn't what I thought it was, it looked different. It wasn't her cum. Well, in fact, it was her cum pushing out the cum from the guy she was undoubtedly fucking earlier, before I arrived.

She still looked me in the eyes, playful and with a glimmer, as if she were proud of what she'd done and that I finally saw it for the first time.

She slowly raised one of her feet and teasingly caressed her toes around my face, stopping at my nose. It wasn't her usual smell; her feet smell fresh, and she always takes good care of them; this was a different smell, a smell of exhaustion and sweat. She really worked hard the past few hours before I came over, and she didn't even have time to take a quick shower.

Before putting all these thoughts together in my head, I felt her foot go around the back of my head, pulling me towards her.

I didn't put up much resistance as she pulled me down to her oozing pussy, and at this point I couldn't tell the difference anymore between her cum and the cum from that stranger she'd been fucking for hours.

She got to work and started licking that beaten-up and used pussy of hers.

Lost track of time after a while and got lost in the sounds of her intense moaning, which got louder and louder. It was my first time in this type of situation, my first time doing something like this, and my first time experiencing these feelings, and it felt like I was floating in heaven.

After a while, from between her legs, I faintly heard her half-moaning the words "Fuck me".

I jumped up, and she got up as well, all sweaty and horny, and went straight for my dick, sucking it so hard like she never had before. As I lean back on the couch with her attached to my cock, she sticks her ass up in the air and her feet up, and I can clearly see spank marks on her cheeks, so clearly the guy before me was also raw dogging her from behind, probably even fucking her in the ass, which she never let me do because she "didn't like it". Those marks clearly tell a different story.

"I want you to fuck me now," she said assertively while turning around with her ass and pussy facing my way now.

"Let me search for a condom first," I rapidly added, looking for my pants, which were somewhere behind the couch, God knows where.

"Without!", she added as she was searching for my cock, eventually finding it and guiding it towards her dripping pussy.

"Without??? I said I was confused, as I knew she wasn't taking any birth control, and we always fucked with a condom.

That's when I realized that the guy she was fucking earlier came into her pussy without any protection and that she wanted me to fuck her without any protection either. There was not a lot I could do to resist as she already fit half my cock in her pussy, and the bare thought of doing it raw plus the fact that the guy who fucked my girlfriend before me was the first one to do that and also cum inside Emma without a condom just made me even harder, so I started fucking her as she told me to.

One hour into this intense session of fucking in various creative new positions, led by her, of course she was lying on her back as I was on top of her getting close to finishing inside her for the first time ever, which she obviously felt as she instantly pulled my penis out of her thrusting vagina brought her feet closer to her body down from around my neck, and started rubbing my cock against her now sweaty feet.

Confused, I look at her and ask, breathing heavily, "Why can't I cum inside you?"

"You don't deserve to breed me", Emma promptly replied with a smirk on her face, which made me instantly cum on her feet.

"Good boy," she added as she was rubbing my cum off my body with her feet.

I never felt so disrespected but also so horny and satisfied at the same time. How could some strange person fuck my girlfriend and cum inside her and not me, her boyfriend? I was confused, but too tired to even plunge myself deeper into this rabbit hole.

She stood up from the couch. "I'm going to take a shower," she said, picking up her clothes

"I think we discussed everything we had to without even discussing." Emma added, giggling while exciting the room, not even looking back at me, who was still sitting on the couch.

"Taking the fact that you licked someone else's cum and fucked the same hole someone else was destroying just a few minutes before you arrived, I'd say you're fine with this," she added, screaming already from within the shower.

"Fine with what?" I screamed back, dazed and confused but strangely at peace with this whole situation.

"Fine with me fucking someone else, and you're just occasionally getting a used piece of me when I feel like it," Emma promptly replied.

"Just like last week, but I really didn't have any energy left in me to see you too, you should've seen me, haha," she added, laughing.

Is this who'd I become? Why do I enjoy this so much? Should I continue?

To be continued...