Addicted To Her Ex

Addicted To Her Ex By Fool For Her My girlfriend Crystal had been cheating on me off and on for the past year with her ex-boyfriend. It hurt and frustrated me to no end, and there were many times when I wanted to break it off with her after I found out. But I always stuck with her, mainly because I loved her so much, and didn't want to see her go back to her previous life. See, before I dated her, Crystal was a regular drug and alcohol user. She was working at a dead end job as a bar waitress for almost 2 years after dropping out of college. When I first met her at a friend's party, I was instantly attracted to her. She was blonde, with seductive blue-grey eyes, full lips, and an amazing body she didn't hide. Our conversation began because I was curious why she was sipping water at this party. I listened as she described her unfortunate life of how she was disowned by her parents, got mixed up with drugs and alcohol, failed out of her sophomore year of college, took the job at the bar because she was buried under student loans and credit card bills, and started dating a junkie that worked at the bar. I was impressed with her desire to turn her life around, and I fell for her immediately. She was getting over her relationship and kicking the drugs and alcohol. She was so beautiful and smart that I knew she could do better with some help and inspiration. We began dating and hit it off immediately. I further encouraged her recovery by getting her to quit the bar and re-enroll in college. Things were going great, and within 6 months, she moved into my house and found a part time job as a bank teller. Things were going smoothly until last August. Crystal had a very busy school schedule and could no longer handle her hours at the bank and was forced to go back to the bar for evening hours. The time we spent together dropped dramatically, since I worked 8-5, and she often worked 6 to 2. Plus the evenings she was off, she would often be reading and studying. Sex disappeared from our life for the most part. I first became suspicious of strange behavior when I went on a business trip for a week last December. After I returned, my neighbor told me he saw several cars come and go from the house. She told me her friends came over a few nights, and another night she had a study group over to the house. A month later I found my second clue. I was searching on our computer for an attachment that I had gotten a while back. During my search of the attachment files, I found some pictures of her and her ex-boyfriend Jason. One had a picture of her and Jason kissing at the bar where they worked. I was completely hurt and shocked. Another shocking one showed her licking his face, and one of my friends was with them! The files were recently dated, but I still did not have positive proof that it was a recent picture, or if it was from when they dated earlier and he or someone just recently sent it to her. My friend being in the photo didn't provide positive proof either, since she was in that circle of friends that threw the initial party that introduced me to Crystal. But seeing those pictures brought me feelings of anger, jealousy and rage. I hated it, but couldn't stop looking at the image of them kissing, as it had a strange erotic appeal to it. A few weeks later, I had to travel again for a week, and returned Sunday. Hoping to find clues, on Monday morning I emptied the trash can in my trunk before I took the can to the street for the garbage pickup. I got proof positive when I checked the garbage at lunch. Tucked in the bottom of the trash bag was another bag that contained drug paraphernalia, a pregnancy test kit, and a pile of soggy, used condoms. My heart began to race because I realized it was worse than I thought. She must have been with her ex-boyfriend and also seemed to be back on drugs. The rest of the day my mind was in a buzz. There had to be at least 8 condoms. I don't think we've ever had sex more than 3 times in one week. And the pregnancy test. Had she had unprotected sex with him? And the image of them kissing. My mind whirled of thoughts of the night it must have happened. Him seducing her, the attraction so strong that they go at it like animals, barely making it into the door of his apartment, bar bathroom, parking lot, or worse yet, my own house--let alone making it to put a condom on. Since I knew for certain, I had to confront her. I told her that once again, our neighbor saw a man come and go. Surprisingly, she fessed up, seemingly wanting to lift the burden and tell me. She broke down crying, saying she's been seeing him off and on, and has fallen back onto drugs. I don't know why, but she just seemed like she was struggling, trying. I thought about what would happen if I kicked her out, and I just couldn't do it. I let her stay, and we vowed to work things out. After that, things went well again. Crystal was back to working hard at school and applying for other jobs again. But then she had a big setback a couple of months later. Her spring grades came, and she received two failing grades, plus could not find another job. She was crushed, and fell hard that summer. I tried to keep her positive, but the nights of her coming home at 4 am from the bar crying, telling me she slipped again and went home with Jason to get high became more frequent. She always said she was trying, but I began to become wary. Her "episodes" with Jason and her drug use were becoming more and more frequent, with less remorse, getting to the point where Jason would have to drive her to my house high out of her mind, and me driving her to his place the next day to retrieve her car. Plus Jason was getting bolder, sometimes refusing to take her home so she has to spend the night, to even calling the house for her. I made a last ditch effort for her, enrolling her in therapy for addiction. The final straw was on our anniversary night. I was again feeling optimistic, since Crystal was getting back on track with therapy. I figured a rekindling of our relationship may just be what she needs to put her over that edge to recovery. For that night, I planned a candle lit dinner and bought her sexy new lingerie for later that night. Of course, Crystal didn't return from therapy, and I was left alone with expensive lingerie and a bottle of wine. When Crystal finally got home and got to the bedroom, she was drugged out of her mind, holding her bra and underwear. What was more shocking, was that she was sweaty, flustered, and had semen dripping down her leg. I had it with both of them. I couldn't believe she would forget our anniversary and go get high right after therapy. Plus Jason was getting bold enough to fuck her in the car right in front of my house. This had to end. The next day we had a drag out fight, and I demanded that she move out. She pleaded and pleaded and cried that she would change for good. She called Jason and told him in another heated fight that it was over with them for good. I caved, and decided to give her one last chance, since now I thought I got through to her. She told me she wanted to make our anniversary night up to me, so we scheduled our dinner on Friday night. Even though Crystal wanted the affair to end, Jason kept trying. He called for her a few times over the next few days, usually with Crystal telling him to leave her alone and to fuck off. When Friday rolled around, it was almost time for our dinner and the phone rang. Crystal was upstairs getting ready for our dinner, and she yelled down for me to get it. I looked at the caller ID and saw it was Jason. I was going to ignore it, but I didn't want this asshole bothering us and calling all night. I answered and he demanded that I put Crystal on. I told him to give up, that she wants nothing to do with him anymore, cursed at him, and hug up on him. He called back but I let it ring. After that the calls stopped and I was relieved. Shortly after, Crystal came into the dining room and looked absolutely stunning. She slipped into the satin gown she had worn when we went to a formal dance at her college. That was a magical night at the formal; because it was the first time we said we loved each other. I have repeatedly told her how absolutely sexy she looked in that dress, and how that was the greatest night of my life. I think she looked perfect in that dress. It was deep red, low cut and showing her cleavage, thin shoulder straps, very open back, and a fairly short hemline. Her skin was glowing and silky smooth. Plus, her shiny blonde hair was up, and she had on the perfect level of makeup. She had never looked so sexy to me in all my life. I quickly dished out dinner and Crystal uncorked a bottle of red wine and poured two glasses. I told her that it may not be a good idea to have alcohol during recovery, but she easily talked me into it. She made it really hard to say no to her. After dinner Crystal mixed herself a drink and led me to the bedroom. We started kissing, her tongue filling my mouth with the stinging taste of her dry martini. She took off my shirt and pants and then started to snake out of her dress, but I stopped her. "Lets take it slow" I told her. She smiled, and asked seductively, "Ok, what do you have in mind?" It had been so long since we made love. I was more turned on than I've ever been in my life. My fantasies were running wild. I figured with her wearing what she had on and her being pretty tipsy, I had to give one fantasy a try. "Would you do a strip tease for me?" A devilish grin game to her face and said sure. I've always wanted a personal strip tease by a girlfriend. She put on some music and started dancing. She was shy at first, but as the alcohol further kicked in, she started getting into it. She looked so amazing that I couldn't keep my hands off of her, and she kept laughing and pushing me away and telling me to be patient. More fantasies swirled in my head. "Maybe you should tie me up," I suggested. "I could" she said, "if you're going to continue to be naughty". "Oh, I will. You'd better do it then". My God, I've always wanted to be tied up, dominated. Another fantasy of mine was coming true. Since the chair didn't have arms, I pushed it back against the footboard, and she straddled me while she strapped each arm to the footboard with two belts off of her robes. She knew from my moans that I enjoyed her straddling me, and she prolonged it at long as possible by putting several tight knots on each arm. With her cleavage in my face, I could smell her sweet perfume, and the bitter alcohol on her breath. When she was finished, she stood up and slowly walked around me, seeming to be admiring her handiwork. I wiggled and urged her to kiss me but she just slowly shook her head "no" and said I have to be good and wait. Then she took a long drink to finish off her third martini, and started dancing again. I could tell she was getting pretty drunk now, because her movements were ultra-slow, sultry, and seductive. As her dance got underway, she began by slowly lowering each strap of her dress off of her shoulders. Then she proceeded to hike her dress up, revealing the black garter and silky smooth thigh highs that I had bought her for our anniversary. Suddenly, there was ring at the front door. It startled both of us. I immediately had the fear that it was her ex Jason. "Let's just ignore it" Crystal said. There was another ring. "Look out the window to see if there is a car," I told her. She stumbled to the window and looked out. "I don't see any, do you?" I peered from my seat and saw an empty street and driveway. I suddenly felt a relief that Jason's car was not outside. There was another ring, then knocking. I asked if she was expecting anyone, and she said no and asked me. She wanted to continue ignoring it, but I became worried. "What if there is an emergency with Mrs. Lynch?" our elderly neighbor. I told her we should find out who it is. She began fumbling with the knots, when the knocking got harder. "Just get it honey," I told her. "I'll wait." After she answered the door, I heard arguing. When I heard her saying, "Get the fuck out of here" and a guy's voice say, "No one hangs up on me!!! Tell him to get down here!!" I knew it was Jason. I got more scared when he refused to leave despite Crystal's cursing. "Where is he? Where is he??" I kept hearing. Then I heard Crystal telling him to come back, now her speech getting more slurred, but he ignored her and started moving about the house saying, "Where are you?" I struggled to get free but it was no use, my arms were knotted at least 5 times each. Jason's voice got closer until eventually he reached the bedroom and busted in. He stopped and laughed at me in amazement. I could tell by his laugh and actions that he must have been high on drugs. "What the fuck is going on here?" he laughed. He slowly stepped forward, and I was trembling. "No one fucking hangs up on me", he yelled at me. "That's it, I'm calling the cops!" Crystal said as she stumbled into the room. As she picked up the phone, Jason nimbly dashed over and easily pried it out of her hands and smashed it off of the wall. "Besides, you wouldn't want them to find this here." he said as he dropped a bag of cocaine on the dresser. "Leave her alone!" I yelled. He calmly turned to me, looking more civilized. "You know you think it's over, but she'll come back to me in a week", he said confidently with a smile. "Fuck you and your drugs!" I replied. "Drugs?" he said, laughing. "This has nothing to do with drugs." "Oh really?" I said sarcastically. "I know all about you," he said. "Not being around, always being tired, your mom always here, your thin 5 inches, your 1 minute stamina." He stopped and grinned. I could only look at Crystal. Her head was down as she said, "He's high, it's not true", but I knew it was. He walked even closer, towering over me. "I know she's faked every orgasm with you. I know she thinks of me when she tries to get off with you," he continued. "Shut the fuck up!!" crystal shouted, not being able to take it anymore. "Fuck you!! I hate you!!" she began screaming at him. "She can't say no to me" he said to me and laughed. "Yes I can! I'm saying no right now. Get out of this house and out of our lives". She turned away from him, nearly beginning to cry. He came up behind her, and put his hands on her shoulders and said, "you've told me a million times you can resist this touch". She spun around and began wailing on his chest saying, "What are you doing?" He easily subdued her arms and drove her back until her back hit the wall with a thud. With his body pinning her against the wall, his hands let go of her arms and he began touching her all over with a strange slowness, while his head went right under her chin to kiss her neck. I was struck with fear that he was about to rape her. "Leave her alone!!" I pleaded. He went on as if I wasn't there. She wiggled and pounded on his shoulders, but her efforts had little affect on his solid frame. "What the fuck are you doing?" she yelled again, this time more winded. The scene seemed surreal to me. As Crystal cursed, squirmed, and hit him, Jason just continued calmly, slowly caressing her body and kissing her. I was so terrified and helpless. I wanted to help her so bad, but I couldn't. I felt so guilty. I struggled against the heavy oak bed frame, but it was useless. His hands slid down her body, and he slowly hiked up the skirt of her dress, and started slowly grinding his body against her. It was horrible to watch. He was so strong that he was going about raping her at a slow, controlled pace. It seemed effortless to him. Next he gently lowered the straps of her dress and kissed her breasts, as she struggled to push him away. He was too powerful for her. She again beat on his shoulders, telling him to stop, but it was like she was hitting solid steel. His hands grabbed her ass, driving the rock hard mound in his pants right against her cunt. As he grinded her harder, he was nearly lifting her from the ground, and she had her hands pressing on his shoulders. Then the shocking happened. As Jason's kisses moved back up her chest and onto her neck, Crystal's eyes closed. Her body began to fall limp. I was in total shock. A slight moan came from her mouth as her hands instinctively slid up his shoulders and neck to the back of his head, now pressing his head against her neck. With practically no resistance now, Jason slipped a hand around to the front, between her legs. Instantly, her legs opened for him. "Oh John, I'm so sorry" she said as her head fell back. It didn't take him long to find her button. She began moaning and running her hands on his back. "Oh God!" she moaned, and then grabbed his head and started wildly kissing him. Suddenly I remembered the photo I found on the computer. It was happening right in front of me now. "Crystal!" I pleaded, but it was too late. As their tongues swirled in each other's mouths, Jason undid his pants, and they fell with a heavy thud on the floor because of his large belt. He hiked her dress up and over her head, breaking their kiss for a second. He threw her dress to the floor, and then they attacked each other again in a kiss. Jason then peeled his boxer briefs off, and his large cock flopped out. To my amazement, his cock was only semi-erect, but already larger than mine. Jason began getting more aggressive, wildly kissing her and groping her all over. I don't know what happened to me, but the whole experience was like a live porno in front of me. I have never seen Crystal like that with me, so wild and turned on. Plus, she looked absolutely sexy in her black garter and silky black thigh highs. She was getting a little sweaty, and part of her hair was coming down, hanging in her face. I could not believe it, but as I watched my girlfriend about to cheat on me, I began to get turned on! My dick started to throb, as Crystal seemed to instinctively reach down and stroke his long shaft until it was fully erect. As Jason began pulling her underwear down, Crystal stopped. "We can't do this. This is wrong," she said in a drunken stupor. "John is right here still". "Don't worry about him. He's been quiet," he said between kisses. Then he glanced back at me and chuckled. "Look, he's even getting off from it" My heart sunk as he laughed. I couldn't hide it; my erection was making a big tent out of my boxer shorts. Crystal's face was one of shock and disgust. She was speechless for a moment. Jason went on kissing her neck and groping her, but Crystal just stared for a minute at my hard on in disbelief. "What the fuck?" she said when she finally spoke. "'C'mon babe" Jason said. "No!" she said. She looked furious. "A man attempts to rape me and you're tuned on by this you suck fuck??!!" she screamed. I didn't know what to say. I felt ashamed. Crystal was furious. She looked Jason in the eyes. "Fuck me Jason" she said. "God no!" I pleaded. Jason didn't wait a second to respond. He picked her up and she leapt onto him, wrapping her arms and legs around him. The evil fuck that Jason was didn't just penetrate her against the wall. When she was wrapped around him, he pulled her away from the wall and laid her down on the floor in front of me. As he began guiding his cock inside of her, she stopped him. "I want to be on top", she said. Jason got off of her and laid down. Crystal got on top of him facing me, her back to him. Then she spread her legs for me and lifted his cock and began rubbing it against her clit. It was fully erect now and it was massive. She could barely get her fingers all the way around it, and it curled up nearly to her belly button. "Does this turn you on?" she asked, and began sliding it into her. I was amazed at how easily it went in. As it went deeper, it stretched her more and more. She slowly kept lowering until it was nearly completely inside of her. It must have reached her cervix, because it didn't go any deeper. She began thrusting, keeping eye contact with me the whole time. Jason began grabbing her tits from behind, and she leaned her head back in appreciation. She began making longer movements, causing Jason's now shiny slick cock to nearly come out completely before thrusting it back in. Crystal then leaned back, and Jason began the thrusting, still very rhythmic in and out. Watching his glistening wet cock slide in and out of her, the squishing sounds, the moaning and panting was mesmerizing. My cock was throbbing. Things got more heated. Jason pulled her back until she was nearly lying on his chest, and he began pumping harder. After a few minutes, she lifted off of him, turned around, and straddled him again. This time she leaned forward and they kissed as she rocked on his cock. Then Jason began to get up and Crystal followed suit got off of him. She was about to lie on her back when Jason got to his feet and pulled her up to her feet as well. He then spun her around and pushed her towards me. I was startled. "Let's see if your little savior likes this." Jason said. He bent her over, and took her hands and put them on the bedpost near mine. He then untied one of my hands, and then grabbed both of our wrists and tied them together. He did the same with our other hands so Crystal and I were tied together by the wrists facing each other. When he was done, he stepped back for a moment and laughed. "Now you two are inseparable". "You two are sick," Crystal said. "Just distract him for a while," Jason said back. "What the fuck?" she said. "Just distract him!" Jason yelled to her as began going through my dresser. "Hey!" I yelled as Crystal took my hands with hers and slid my boxers down. As I brought our hands together so I could try to untie them, I felt her moist warm lips on the tip of my cock. As I started on the knot, her lips parted, and my cock slid deep into her mouth. I was so turned on that this felt like electricity jolting through my system. My heart began to race, and instinctively, my hands fell to my sides and I slipped back into my chair. I tried to pull her head up, but it just felt so amazing. I let my hands go limp, and crystal pulled them to my lap as she began rubbing my hips and stomach. "She has amazing powers," Jason said as he grabbed the cash out of my wallet. "Do you know his pin?" Jason asked. Crystal lifted her head and nodded. "There's more in the bottom drawer," she said just before continuing the mesmerizing masterpiece she was performing with her mouth. I moaned in ecstasy as Crystal expertly helped Jason robbed me blind. I was close to cumming when Crystal abruptly stopped. She stood back up now with Jason back behind her. As she stood, I was pulled up as well. I was so turned on I couldn't help myself. I began to kiss Crystal, but she kept pulling away from me. I felt Jason's arm wrap around her body and quickly slipped between her legs. I continued trying to kiss her neck and breasts until Jason pushed me away with a stiff arm to my shoulder. With Crystal back under his spell, he lifted his hand and gently turned her face to his, and they kissed. Once again, they wildly tongue kissed, this time only a foot from my face. Then Jason pulled us over to the side of the bed. He bent Crystal over the bed, forcing me to fall back onto the bed. Within seconds, I felt crystal's fingernails dig into my hand, and I knew he was penetrating her again. He began pounding away on her doggystyle, with her still leaning over me and our hands still tied. Crystal then spread our arms, and laid her head on my chest, while her warm tits leaned against my hard cock. As Jason pounded her harder, the thrusts rocked her body and caused her warm sweaty tits to slide back and forth against my cock. The feeling was once again amazing, and within a few minutes, Crystal was about to climax. As she began moaning in ecstasy, I also lost control, and had an orgasm. Jason was not done though, and he kept pumping away, now with my warm cum lubing her chest. As my head began to think rationally again, I realized the true horror that was happening to me and nearly began crying. Eventually, he brought her to another orgasm, this time with him cumming as well. When he was done with her, she climbed up onto the bed, and laid on top of me. As Jason was getting dressed, she gently kissed my neck and drunkenly whispered, "I love you Jason" into my ear and then fell asleep. It was the final insult to my evening, as I felt Jason's hot semen dripping out of her and down my leg. When Jason took off, I struggled to untie our arms and then fell asleep as well. When we woke up the following morning, Crystal peeled herself off of me and looked around bewildered for a second. Then, she looked at me in horror when she saw her robe belt ties lying on the bed. "Oh God, did that happen?" she said. I didn't answer, and she began crying. We spoke little, and I think she understood that it had to end. While mostly crying all day, she packed some clothes. Before she left, she thanked me for everything and apologized numerous times. Even after what happened last night, I couldn't help but feel bad for her. She planned on moving in with her friend, but she was out on vacation for the week. I told her she could stay with me until she gets back, but she said she needed to get out to clear her head, and that she could stay at Jason's for the week. I still cared about her and didn't ever want her living with him for any amount of time. I had to help her. I gave Crystal one last shot to turn her life around. I cut her a check for hotel and food for the week plus half her friend's rent for the first month she would stay there. I prayed to God that night that Crystal would see the light and he would guide her away from Jason. The next day I had a voicemail from her friend on vacation that said, "I just got a voicemail from Crystal asking if I would help her move into Jason's place when I got back. What is going on? Are you guys alright?" I have not seen or heard from her since she moved her stuff out. I hope her actions knocked some sense into her and she was able to turn her life around. As for me, that night has forever changed me. Since I have not dated or had sex since, I have replayed that evening in my head many times while masturbated. I was shocked to find others turned on by this same fetish, being cuckolded. I am sharing my story because I feel that even though it was painful, it was very erotic. I would love to get feedback about this story, or if any readers have had similar experiences. I can be reached at john_murph_29@yahoo.com I have also formulated other fictitious scenarios in my head involving me, Jason, and Crystal, that I may share in future stories. 5554 1.20/512345