I was shocked by his horrible treatment of this mystery girl I couldn’t yet see.
Yet, my own body betrayed me as a sudden gush soaked my panties as I instantly became a high school senior again, being dominated by my ex who’d knocked me up and blithely moved on to other fertile fields.
My identity was instantly transformed into a much younger, insecure me. A girl who had been seduced, impregnated and left by a college boy. One who had been willing to do anything for him. I would go to his dorm room after school and suck his dick and then go home for supper, he calling the load he usually made me swallow an ‘appetizer’. He called me his secret high school slut, he called me his cum bucket… and although each term was degrading, they each somehow turned me on when I was serving him, but mortified me once I was driving home. I hated the power he had over me, yet every time he called me I hurried over to fall back on my knees and the cycle continued.
Of course, he knew the grip he had over me… I thought he loved me, I knew I loved him… of course I was naïve.
He continually pushed me further. Like the time he came all over my face and then made me go see who it was when someone knocked. I plead for him to not make me do it, but he said if I loved him I would obey. So I did it, mortified when his friend Howard saw my face dripping with cum and joked, “I hope I’m not interrupting anything.”
Then my ex-asshole responded, “My cum-canvas was just leaving.”
I remember scurrying to a bathroom to wash off my face, and sobbing helplessly the entire drive home, barely able to see the road through my tears.
Yet, I loved him and I thought he loved me. So I’d gone back that very same night so he could fuck me for the first time.
Eventually he convinced me to give up my ass… God it had hurt…. and he sure didn’t use any lube, but just muscled it in dry, calling me his three hole cum bucket.
The cycle of being his three hole cum bucket happened for a few more weeks until he finally pushed it too far.
He had me suck off not one, but two of his buddies one night while they played some video game, and that was the final straw… I knew I had to leave him… unfortunately, two weeks later I learned I was pregnant.
From the single occasion when he’d convinced me he shouldn’t have to wear a condom if I really loved him.
Of course, this treatment pushed me to become the woman I have become. Determined, no nonsense, a bit of a ball breaker… a woman who now fucks men over… by crushing them in court.
1. CAUGHT IN THE ACT
Jeremy’s mother Kiera was brought back out of her horrifying, yet frustratingly stimulating, memories of a past she’d thought she had long ago pushed out of her subconscious, by her son groaning, “God, I love face fucking you. No one would believe the smartest girl in the school is a cum guzzling cum bucket.”
Kiera was fuming… she had raised him to be a gentleman, not to treat women with such disrespect. And ‘cum guzzling cum bucket’ was precisely what her now-nameless ex-asshole had called her nineteen years ago. Deciding to stop this right now, she stalked around the couch and was shocked to see it was Eleanor, who had been over here a couple times in the past to work on some science project, easily the sweetest young lady she had ever met, in pigtails, having her mouth roughly used and violated as her son’s thick (holy shit it was thick), cock was sliding in and out as Eleanor used the left hand that was hiding underneath her plaid skirt to rub herself.