I've been seeing this guy for about two months now. He invited me to come to Florida for the week with his family and I agreed thinking we'd be spending the entire time doing romantic things together. I was wrong. His entire demeanour changed the minute we arrived.
I knew when we started dating that he was a bit cocky but I never knew it was so bad. Whenever we'd go out in public together, he'd refuse to hold my hand or show affection. He'd walk ahead of me, and flirt with every female he came in contact with. I became completely invisible to him.
Anyways, he has this friend, a hot black guy, who has basically everything in common with me. We started bonding over music, skateboarding and stuff like that. It started off really innocent. We talked to each other constantly, and it was like our way of flirting without it being obvious. There was definitely a connection.
Well, last night after everyone went to sleep, I stayed up and decided to clean the kitchen and enjoy some wine. The friend came down and we started discussing the fight my boyfriend and I had earlier that day. I expressed that I was stuck in a hard place. I thought I was happy with my bf, but the more time I spent with him, the more I saw his true colors and it started turning me off completely.
We laughed at the situation for a minute, and he suggested I end things when we get back from the trip due to things being so toxic. We ended the conversation, turned the lights off and sat on the couch to watch television. At some point, he makes a comment about me braiding his hair. He sat up and laid his back on my chest and I started mindlessly playing with his hair. Completely innocent. It felt nice. Somehow we got into the spooning position, and we covered up with a blanket.
Immediately I could feel his hard cock pressed up against me. I could've told him no, but instead I rubbed my ass against it, taking his hand and rubbing it on me. It turned into a pretty hot and heavy make out session. Eventually we came up for air and he mentioned that we should go to the back guest room. So we did. And we had some of the most amazing sex I think I've ever had.
Afterwards, we went to our separate bedrooms and I had this sick feeling in my gut. I felt so ashamed for doing what I did. I knew my bf was going to call it quits when we got back anyways, but I still felt so dirty and wrong, but it felt so right at the same time. It made me upset that his friend paid more attention to me this whole trip than my boyfriend has for the whole two months we've been together. I still don't really know how I feel about it. How would he feel if he knew that while he was sleeping, I was getting banged by a huge black cock! This might be the most scandalous thing I've ever done, but I'll definitely be going back for more!
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