I’ve already told the story of how I met my girlfriend and love of my life (well, female love of my life, anyway), of the past seven years, Brianna. And I’ve told the story of how I met my boyfriend of the past three years, Rod.
I have even talked about how I love Brianna do much that I happily share my boyfriend with her. To watch her face light up joyously and to hear her happy purring as my man slowly slides his wonderful cock deep into her, well it does my heart good is all.
Besides me and Rod, Brianna had her own boyfriend for about a year, too. But I always thought that he was all wrong for her. He was not nice to her most of the time. Ge was often mean and cruel toward her. I thought she could do much better. She deserved much better.
But for some reason I never understood, Brianna was totally smitten by him. Even though she often told me he wasn’t half as skilled a lover as my Rod is, nor as well-endowed either. She never shared her man with me, though. I didn’t want her to. The very thought of that bastard in my pussy made my skin crawl.
It took my sweet Brianna about a year to see in him what I saw right away, that he didn’t treat my beloved very well.
Finally, she issued her boyfriend an ultimatum. Treat her better, or they would be through. She gave him one month to get his act together.
Oh, for a few days, he pretended to be sweet and loving. And Brianna told me that, among other things, the sex with him had greatly improved. But it was al an act, and within a few days he was back to treating her very shabbily again.
The month ended, things never really got better between them, and Brianna threw him out.
That was in mid-January, 2018. Brianna came over crying that night, because any breakup is painful, even when you’re the one initiating the breakup. She fell into my welcoming arms, and into Rod’s arms too, for several days. Rod and I were both very gentle and loving toward her. She appreciated that, and she loved every single orgasm we tenderly gave her
Then February 14 rolled around. Valentine’s Day.
Brianna decided to go to a V-Day party for singles. Even though she was in a seven-year relationship with me. And even though I let her make love with my boyfriend as often as she wanted during the difficult adjustment of no longer having a boyfriend all of her very own.
She wanted a boyfriend of her own again, which I completely understand. And a Valentine’s Day party for singles seemed as good a place as any for her to find a new boyfriend.
Brianna and I made slow, sweet love for several hours that afternoon, to help her feel relaxed and confident for trying to meet anew man. Then I helped her dress for the party. I made sure that she was going to be the hottest looking woman at the party, and I knew she was going to catch many a male eye.
Rod and I didn’t hear anything from Brianna for two whole days after she left for the party.
Then she texted me a photo of herself Her sweet face was all radiant, positively glowing, in that photo, as she slowly and joyously licked her way up the longest, thickest, and absolutely hardest dark chocolate-brown cock any woman could ever want.
Another photo showed her feet up on this hot black stud’s muscular shoulders, as his beautiful brown cock barely touched the entrance to her eager, already sopping-wet pussy.
The last photo showed his big, come-swollen balls tight up against her stretched-open pussy lips. His whole cock had vanished deep inside her happy, horny interior. The only times I’ve ever seen Brianna smile so happily was whenever we were locked pussy against pussy, legs joined in scissors fashion.
“Look who I met at the party! His name is Ted,” she texted. “Nine inches of solid black cock! And every beautiful inch of him is all MINE! We haven’t gotten out of bed in two whole days. I’m totally in LOVE!”
She described how thrilling it was to her the first time she slowly lowered his zipper and worked his hot black cock into her mouth and down her throat. She told me she couldn’t imagine any kind of heaven more joy-inspiring than when she rode him for the very first time.
The next day after her happy message of how in love she was, Brianna came over to make love with me, as she has several times a week for the past seven years. When my tongue slid lovingly into her pretty little pussy, she opened-up wide, and a big glop of Ted’s still-warm come oozed out onto my tongue. “I saved it for you,” she grinned. “Doesn’t Ted taste wonderful?”