my ex-girlfriend

Not quite sure where to post this.

I recently broke up with my girlfriend of five years. My ex is great looking. Way Way out of my league. She stands at probably 5'9" and has a somewhat thick build. By this I just mean she is not some stick figure, she is a full girl with great boobs and a great butt. Some people would say that she looks average but I can't imagine that. She is just beautiful. Throughout our entire relationship I was always "powerd" to do humiliating things. I was never really powerd but would almost be "tricked" into doing things that I would consider unfair, to say the least. For starters, she would never give me head because she always said that she thought it was demeaning. Yet every night when we would start to kiss a little she would almost instantly push my head towards her vagina without saying a word. Some nights I would spend hours eating her out before she pushed me away to brush me teeth so she "wouldn't smell pussy when she kissed me goodnight". I almost never had the chance to have sex with her as well. She would always say that my dick was just too big and it hurt her when I was inside her. I always thought this was piculiar since my dick is only about 4-5" hard.

Her contempt for me didn't extend to just the bedroom either. Once she invited me over to go to the beach with her and a few of her girlfriends. When I showed up I was shocked when she said in front of all her friends that she "couldn't go anymore because she forgot she had a project to do for class." She then asked if I wouldn't mind staying at her apartment and working on it for her while her and her friends went to the beach. All the girls just stared at me after she said this waiting for what I would say. I of course submitted like I always did as she kissed me on the cheek as her and her friends went out for the WHOLE day.

She ended up coming back really late that night takes (meaning she went to the bars afterwords while I was home doing her work), and didn't even say thanks. I meekly tried to question her on where she went all night after the beach and she just said a few of the girls wanted to meet up with some of her guy friends at the bars and figured I wouldn't mind. She then brought me upstairs and had me eat her vagina which was now all sweaty and gross after a whole day and night of sweating at the beach and the bars.

Stuff like that happened all the time. That is just one example. I can give more if anyone is interested in that.
Well, just two months ago she broke up with me because she said she "saw me as more of a friend". Since then, she has gotten a new guy, lets call him Billy, that she seems to be hooking up with. She called me over because she said she wanted to talk about things. I got incredibly excited since I thought this could be a shot at us getting back together. When I got there she just talked to me about this new guy and how great he is. It was literally breaking my heart hearing her talk about this new guy in such a gushing way. She was doing her laundry while she was talking. She asked if I could finish gathering her clothes from around the house and washing them for her because she had to go to the bathroom. Her clothes were literally brownietered all over the house. I'm assuming this new guy threw them off her as they made their way to her bedroom the past few nights of passion they had.

So there I was collecting the dirty clothes of my ex-girlfriend that her new guy ripped off her the past few nights and washing them while she had to go to the bathroom. Looking at some of her underwear wasn't so bad though, I hoped she would see how helpful I can be and would consider going back out with me. After I finish washing her clothes I go to look for her upstairs since it has been almost an hour since she went up to use the bathroom. I walk upstairs and find her lying on her bed talking on the phone to this new guy!! I couldn't believe it, but of course I was too meek to speak up. She noticed me there and said "Oh sorry, I totally forgot about you down there sweetie. I think there are some dishes left out that need to be scrubbed down while I finish up here." She looked at me with the phone still to her ear with this look of contempt.

Sure enough I walked downstairs and started to collect the plates that had food now crusted on them. I looked at the dining table and there were two crusty plates. Again, I clean up the mess left by her and this new guy. I was used to cleaning up after her, I had done it our whole relationship and loved making her happy. But cleaning his filth disgusted me. As I finished putting away the now clean dishes, she called me up to her room. "Finally" I think, I can try to convince her to be my girlfriend again. I go upstairs to her room and she's lying on her bed. Her attitude is totally different towards me then it previously just was; like she was trying to seduce me. I get into bed and she starts kissing me. All the sudden she said she "missed me". I was so proud I could cry. I didn't care if she got with some other guy or even that she still gushes over him, she still wants me!I started to kiss all her neck as she said a little more...

"Billy is really so great and so manly. He is exactly what I was looking for after being around someone like you for so long." I stopped kissing from the shock of her statement. She just pushed my face back into her neck to keep kissing while she continued... "The problem is he seems to be a little too much like me. He thinks that eating pussy is for wimps." At this point I felt like such an idiot. She continued saying that "but he doesn't know anything. He's just some cocky jock. He's great but it seems like I got addicted to getting my pussy eaten so often. I missed that part of you 'baby'". She said this while pushing my head further and further down.
When I got down to her vagina I couldn't believe what I saw. There was cum in her vagina. There was actually cum in her vagina. It all added up now. The clothes all over the place and cum was proof. She was having sex all the time with this new guy even though she would never give me any. I felt defeated, but still missed her so much I leaned in to taste her again, even if he had been there earlier that day.

"Ooohhhhhh, I missed that" she said with a giggle. Her demeanor switched back into what it always had been as soon as my tongue touched her vagina-total contempt. I ate her out for about an hour while I was sweating greatly under her covers. After she was satisfied and pushed me away I crawled up to lie next to her in bed. She looked at me like I was crazy and slightly laughed. "You know I hate when you have that pussy breath." I got out of the bed and went to her bathroom to brush my teeth like I always had. It actually felt great to get back into our old rhythm.

She stopped me before I could leave her room. "Don't bother. I don't want Billy to get jealous with me letting you lie in bed with me, I'm with him now. I didn't know what to say so I just sputtered out, "Oh..uh...I'm s-sorry". I actually just apologized to her that I couldn't wash her and her new boyfriends juices out of my mouth. She laughed at me like a mean high school girl laughs at the new kid who just tripped in the hall. "I'm glad we can still be friends." she said almost sarcastically. She rolled over to reach for her phone to call someone and I just walked out and went home. I thought that would be the end of our relationship. Sure enough I got another call two days later from her asking me to come over to talk. She called me the same as last time, acting like she wanted to talk about our relationship and give me hope about going back out with her. Apparently she had just gone to the gym with her friends because when I got over she was there still sweating in her sports bra and tight little gym shorts. She looked exhausted, but still great glistening like a goddess. Like last time, she had me on my knees in minutes eating her out. It sounds gross, but she smelt a little bit after having just finished a hard workout, but I couldn't say anything; she was always so beautiful to me I could never refuse her. After she came, she sent me on my way just like last time. With that same look of contempt.

Later that weekend I met up with a bunch of her friends while I was out at the bars. We had all mutual friends while we were dating. Well, they were all her friends. But since we all hung out I didn't think twice about having to meet other people since I was always with them. Now that we're broken up, I'd say her bitchy little friends were the best thing that I had to friends as well. Well, when they saw me they of course guilted them into buying all of them takes like I always had done in the past. Once they all had a take and two shots each and I was 100 dollars down, they told me about what my ex had been saying. Apparently she had been bragging to them that I was "wrapped around her finger" and that I still go over and eat her out even after she finished a run. All the girls giggled and laughed at me while they kept guilting me into buying takes that I continued to buy all night. Some even brought over other guys who were trying to hook up with them. I of course was made to buy takes for both of them. At the end of the night I was out 350 dollars and totally humiliated.

I knew I should just move on since my offense only seemed to step up after our breakup. But I can't. I still miss her so much and want to be with her more than anything. The other day I got a call to come over and of course rushed as soon as I could get there. She was sitting in her living room with one of her bitchy friends over. They continued talking after I walked in after knocking several times. My ex just pointed to the spot on the couch next to her and I took a seat as directed. Neither of them broke eye contact with each other as they kept talking. My ex was in sweatpants and a baggy sweatshirt and hair in a messy ponytail. Many people probably would have said she looked like a "heap" but to me she looked beautiful I would do anything for her. I had to comment. "You look so beautiful." I said. She looked over for the first time in my direction, "I know". She had an evil smile and looked back to her friend who laughed. "I wish I had a guy who thought I looked great looking like that" the bitchy friend said as they laughed. I felt humiliated again. They continued to talk for a few more minutes like this until the friend got up to use the rest room.

While she was gone my ex leaned back and told me in a stern manner that her lady needed help since she was having company over this weekend. "I figured you wouldn't mind doing some cooking and cleaning for her while she entertains some guests. Plus it's been a while since you have seen each other. I figured you would want to see her."

My ex's lady was what people would call a milf. She was shorter then my ex, and had a more in shape body by a lot. She has bulky muscles since she loved to work out growing up, but still kept a very feminine look. She had dark hair and great boobs, if not just a little saggy. She has a stereotypical "Jersey" woman look and way of handling herself. She had always kind of intimidated me. Keep in mind she lives 2 1/2 hours away from the town me and my ex live in.

Before I could answer my ex, she opened her legs just slightly. I stared at the crotch of the sweatpants and imagined finally being able to put my penis inside her and finally being able to have sex with her again. As I stared magictized she just said "Good." The bitchy friend came down the stairs from the bathroom at this point. "And can you do me a favor and just clean up the bathroom before you go. Thanks so much." she said already turning her attention towards her friend as they continued the conversation. I wen't to the bathroom and of course it smelt disgusting after this girl who "claims" to also be my friend left half her B.M. in the bowl with used toilet paper. After flushing the rest down I swept the floor to try to impress my ex. I still hold out hope she will see how good I am to her and she will let me come back to her.

But that was it! She called me over to tell me that I need to go out to her ladys house to essentially cook and clean for her over the weekend. My weekend! She doesn't even try to present any type of sexiness to me anymore either. She knows that her sweats are more than enough to get me to follow her like a little puppy. Meanwhile I see all the sexy pictures on Facebook of her in all her sexy outfits with Billy.

Well, I guess I'll stop there for now. As you can see I am still full of other things to type about and I actually liked typing this all out. Just let me know more of what you guys want to hear about if you guys want to hear from me at all!
Do you want to hear about how when she would subtly trick me into doing humiliating things while we were still going out? Do you want to hear about my weekend with my ex's lady which i'm sure will be full of offense which I'm not really looking forward to? Anything really. If no replies I will just stop I guess. Thanks guys.
josh hartnett

I love your story and I am envious. For you to have such an understanding ex-girlfriend who knows exactly what you crave. Please tell us more.

Yes, she really is the best. Sometimes I wish she would just let me have a normal relationship with her but if this is all she wants for now I guess I don't really have too much of a choice. I guess now I can give a few examples of the offense she would put me through during our relationship.

We started going out in college, and one year she had decided we would go to this frat halloween party. My ex and her friends thought that it would be fun and sexy to go as the spice girls. I was told that they wanted me to be one of the spice girls with them. I obviously thought that it was mortifying and was totally against the idea. As my ex sat and watched television as I rubbed her feet, a pretty normal night, I tried to protest to my ex (let's just call her Debbie for the sake of writing these events out). I would be so embarrassed if I dressed up as a spice girl at this frat party. "Oh don't be so annoying, we all thought it would be funny" she said, focusing more on her laptop than on the t.v. or I. "Of course if you have some other guy friends you can go with them as whatever you want." she said with an evil smile. That cut particularly deep since she knew that all my friends were just her bitchy friends that she associated with. Since I was aways with them I didn't really have many friends of my own, and she knew it.

I think she could tell that I was almost starting to tear up when she kicked me away with her feet which I was massaging. "If your going to be such a baby, that's which spice you'll be" she said angrily. "You have me so mad I can't even do my homework". She stood up and hovered over me since I was still on my knees from massaging her. She barked out the topic of her essay and a few guidelines. "Don't get lazy either, it better be good, and don't wake me when your done 'baby spice'" she said sneering down before storming off to her bed. I was up until about 2am writing this essay that she was clearly planning on just pushing off onto me the whole time.

I felt so bad that the next morning I made her breakfast in bed and gently woke her up with her favorite breakfast treats. I apologized profusely for not being more understanding and that I didn't mind being a spice girl with her. Finally she started to be more affectionate towards me after I apologized for the 10th time. "Well good, baby, I knew you would come around. You may even turn out to be more sexy then me and the girls" she said with a smack of my butt. When she hit my butt I honestly could feel some of my masculinity get knocked out of me. "Now let me eat my breakfast in peace."

Now fast forward a few nights to the night of the frat party. I had just had my 21st birthday a few nights before and was actually looking forward to takeing at a huge party for the first time. Plus a few ***** would make me forget about the skimpy stripper costume I was essentially in. Well I showed up with 2 whole gallons of holy water that I was planning on sharing with Debbie and her friends. Debbie and the girls looked great. Debbie in particular was wearing the one outfit skimpier then what I was wearing. From the bottom of her butt checks down was all skin, then her whole midsection was showing with just a tiny corset looking number barely covering her bursting boobs. Most guys would probably be furious with their girlfriend that she was dressed so skimpy but I loved it. It was not every day that I got to see Debbie in such sexy clothes.

The girls all laughed and really tore into me when they saw what I was wearing. I was shocked that they were being so mean since they were the ones who powerd me into it. They called me "faggot", "cocksucker" and all different kinds of names the whole night. Before we left for the party I showed them all the holy water I brought and it as ripped out of my hands without even a thank you. The girls thought it would be fun to take shots before we left. They lined up shots for all of them which I really didn't mind, I had planned on sharing, but what got me mad was that they didn't pour me one. When I asked for a shot (of my own holy water) Debbie just said "not to be so selfish and that we needed to make sure everyone had some". That would be fine, but they each poured themselves about 6-7 shots each and I got the same response every time.

Then when I asked who was driving to the party to all the girls after a while of them getting takes off my cuckold water, Debbie turned to me. "Oh sorry baby, I have been takeing, I can't drive and I'm pretty sure all the girls are too takes too. You wouldn't mind driving tonight would you". I answered back that I was looking forward to takeing at my first big college party. She dragged me into the next room. "Really? Are you really trying to piss me off right now?" I could tell it was going bad so I just apologized and tried to lean in to kiss her. I couldn't help myself since she just looked so great. She pushed me face away with her hand. "So are you driving or not?" she said. I agreed to drive and she let me give her a kiss on the cheek although she still looked mad.

We went to the party and of course I was followed by more harassment by everyone at the party. On top of that it was getting me annoyed to watch Debbie's friends not only take all my holy water, but also give it out to the other frat guys at the party. Debbie wasn't really talking to me at all that night as she didn't want to be the one talking to the "faggot". I introduced myself to everyone I could as Debbie's boyfriend but that didn't seem to stop them from slapping and grouping her all night. She didn't seem to mind, she just kind of giggled at it all as she kept on taking more shots. The worst part of the whole night, and the reamister I can't really forget it, was at one point I watched Debbie go into a room with one of the other frat guys-just the two of them. I was about to follow and see what they were doing when a frat guy stepped in front of me clearly blocking my path. "Where do you think you're going "Cocksucker"? he said. He was about to take a shot with Debbie's friend Mandy.

Mandy was absolutely stunning. She was a 6 foot tall blonde with a skinny body with perky boobs. "Don't pick on him too bad, he might run home crying and he's my ride." They laughed together at her joke. "No really though," she said, "how come you always just let Dbbie walk all over you, does her pussy really taste that good"? They laughed again as the night dragged on like that. Debbie came out of the room after awhile looking like an absolute mess. Her hair was all over and her makeup was smeared everywhere. She wouldn't answer any of my questions and told me to pour her a shot a stop bugging her.

Later after a full night of offense, I finally got to drive everyone back to Debbie's apartment. Everyone was getting ready to pass out in the main room as Debbie seductively brought me back to her bed. Now was not the time to question her about the night. She was takes and looked like she might finally let me have sex with her again, I didn't want to blow this. "Come here baby" she said as she flopped onto the bed. As I got closer to kiss her I smelt something familiar. It was semen. She must have blown that frat guy in that room and now her breath smelt like his semen. I couldn't believe that she would give some random frat guy a blow job after she always tells me that she won't do it for me since she found it demeaning. The chance for sex was still on the able and she still looked so hot despite her messy hair and smeared makeup. I couldn't mention it and risk her getting mad. I went down on her for about 1 1/2 hours until she came. As I go up to reach for a condom to try to get my end of the deal she rolled over and said "Stop it baby, just go relax outside on the floor. I want to spread out tonight in the bed.

I was appalled. I didn't know what to do. I was still in the baby spice costume and didn't really feel I was in any position to argue about my rights as a man while wearing it. I just stuttered out another "sorry" and went out to the main room with the other girls. The girls laughed at how Debbie kicked me out after she "got hers". The couches were all taken, so I went on the floor like Debbie said, but I still don't understand why Mandy couldn't share one of the two blankets she was using. I was totally exposed. I feel arelax to the satisfaction that some frat guy may have gotten a blowjob, but I was the one who went home with her, even if I slept in the other room.

That was one night I'll never forget. I'll post tomorrow about another experience I had with Debbie's whole family around christmas time. Thanks. I really like writing these memories out. It reminds me about all I have done for her.
josh hartnett

love ur stories want more

Freakin awesome stories!
tony

Since I am spending this weekend going to Debbie's lady's house I couldn't help but think of this other story from when Debbie and I were still going out. It's another story from back in our college days. We were both seniors so we had been going out for about 2 1/2 years at this point. It was the christmas break. I had begun making plans to go home and visit my family for the holidays. Debbie and her family lived 2 1/2 hours north of our college's town (the same town we all still live in). My family lived about 4 hours south of us. I never really got the chance to go home and visit so I was excited for the trip.

A day or two before I was planning on driving back to my house I was over Debbie's and really trying to impress her and be overly nice to her since it had been forever since she had even touched my penis. I believe I was giving her a back massage while she talked on the phone to her lady talking about how excited she was to be going home for the christmas break. She was having a normal conversation with her before I heard her say to her mom, "Yea, my little baby is coming too." I knew she was talking about me since there was no other permister she would call that. I stopped massaging her back for a second as she said that. I piped in and tried to explain that I was going back to my house for the break. She looked at me as if I had said something incredibly rude to her and she just placed my hands back on her shoulders before continuing to her lady. "No, believe me, he's coming. He follows me everywhere" she said with a laugh.

When she hung up the phone I again tried to explain that I was planning on driving to my family for the holidays. She responded in a seductive yet playful manner, "Please, you always see your stupid family (which wasn't true. I was usually so busy with work and school and tending to Debbie that I never got a chance to go home), plus I'll make it worth your while". she said rubbing my penis through the jeans I was wearing. There was no point in really arguing with her. She had clearly already made up her mind and the thought of getting me having sex with her was just too much to pass up. I had cancelled my plans and the next day I drove her and myself to her parents house for a "small get-together of just her immediate family". Going to her house was usually pretty humiliating since they all treat me similar to how Debbie treats me, but this experience only seemed to multiply my offense compared to my previous plan.

On the drive, I sat in the passenger seat because she said she felt like driving my car. My car was this small little speedster that she loved driving. As we were driving she said she loved how I didn't mind riding in "the bitch seat". I just smiled, she always found a way to make me feel inferior. She then began to turn the conversation into some mini speech on feminism. "I don't understand why some women give their guys road-head. It's so disgusting and demeaning, don't you think." I agreed immediately despite wishing in my head that one day Debbie would change her mind and do it to me some time when she would let me drive my car. "You want me to give you road head, I can see it!" she said. "No, I don't. I know you think that giving a blowjob is demeaning" I said getting flustered hoping she wouldn't get mad. "Good." she said feeling confident over me. She looked back over to me and said "Well since you're riding bitch you can still do it to me". I was shocked that she would say that after everything she just said. "Prove you don't think that road-head is just for men". I sat there stunned as she lifted up her skirt and revealed her vagina. "Come on baby, you're not some macho jock who looks down on women. Give me some road-head". She pulled my head down and I licked her until she eventually came. As I finished she just said "Actually, I can see why so many guys want that. It really made the trip go by fast." she said giggling.

When we arrived, only her man Jackie, or Mr. R as I was told to call him, was home. Mr. R is one of the more intimidating men I had ever seen. He stands at about 6'3" and built like a linebacker. He can sometimes be as bad as Debbie and her sister Kim, when it came to humiliating me, but more on her later. Debbie ran inside and hugged her man while I collected her bags for the weekend. She had two suitcases and I was only allowed what I could fit in my backpack since I had that tiny car that was already filled with misc. stuff. As I lugged the stuff into the house I could hear Mr. R already start to dig into me. "Time to hit the gym skinny. It doesn't look good when even my little girl can beat you up". They both laughed at his comment. Debbie chimed in, "I always tell him to workout daddy. It's sad seeing him compared to the other guys when we go to the beach". They laughed again and from there they got into their own conversation and it seemed kind of forgot about me as they talked for a while.

The conversation of who would be there for the weekend was brought up. All together there would be Debbie, her man, her lady (I was told to call her Mrs. R), and Debbie's sister Kim, would come with her own young. Kim was a little older, around 30 and had a 2 year old mister. There was no man in the picture. Kim had dark hair like the rest of the women and would humiliate me like the rest of the people in her family as well. She was built like the rest of the women in her family with a thick body, but her's was different. Hers was by far the least in shape. She always had a very worn-out and aged look to her and had a very chubby and saggy body. Despite this she still carried herself with maybe the most confidence of anyone in the family. Her mister Davie, was 2 and was already being raised to be a little brat.

After Debbie and Mr. R. caught up for a while Mrs. R came back in from the gym. Mrs. R was a sight for sore eyes. Out of everyone in the family it seemed that Mrs. R would try to protect me the most. She had this way of laughing along with everyone at me yet still sticking up for me like I was some defenseless baby. I loved that she would stick up for me, but sometimes it would be the most humiliating. She was clearly very sweaty after having just finished her workout so she just said hello to Debbie from a distance and apologized that she was so gross after the gym. Then she turned to me and said "I know you don't mind a hug do you baby". With that she walked over and wrapped her arms around me. She was right about being gross; my clothes got damp just from the 2 second hug and she smelt terrible. The three of them laughed as they saw the sweat stains she gave me on my clothes.

She continued to Debbie. "I invited Henry for christmas day. I figured he would be lonely and Me and your man wanted to see him". My jaw dropped. Henry was Debbie's boyfriend before she dated me. He was more the cocky and jockey type and actually a lot like Billy, the new guy Debbie is seeing now. He visited her a few times at school and he would always be so mean to me. He came from a broken home so it was no big deal for him to stay there over the holidays as opposed to with his family. "Of course, I don't mind at all" Debbie said. "I think Henry is hysterical. It should also be mentioned that her parents clearly liked Henry more than me. They would rather see their flower with this cocky alpha male rather then a mild-mannered guy like me.

The three of them started chatting up for about an hour as they forgot about me again and I sat there quietly. "Great, well I have to get changed and shower up" Mrs. R said. She turned towards me. "Since you're already sweaty from me you don't mind helping me out upstairs do you?" I had no idea what she meant. How could she need help getting into the shower. I of course followed along without question however, into her master bedroom which had a bathroom/shower connected to it. The bedroom was an absolute mess. Mr. and Mrs. never really seemed to be ones for cleanliness. "As you can see I haven't had much time to clean. I need you to fold the laundry in our hamper and put them in nice neat piles for me." I of course didn't want to be rude to my girlfriend's lady and obliged. "Aww, you're so easy." she said as a compliment and kissed me on the cheek and off she went into the shower. I did as was told until she came out.

"It feels so much better in here already. Thanks so much sweetie". As she walked past me she said, "Oh, can you collect that gross gym stuff from the bathroom and bring it down to the laundry room. I just showered and don't want to touch that sweaty stuff." she said like it was a funny joke and left me to collect her dirty clothes. I picked it up and it was absolutely soaked. I was so grossed out about this particular task but still didn't want to offend and brought it into the laundry room, which was tucked down in the basement.

The rest of the night I pretty much was kept out of the way except for when I kept score for the three of them while they played a board game. There was room for a fourth player so I asked if I could play. Debbie dismissed me as she said that I'd "be better as a score keeper then as a player". The three of them laughed as Mrs. R said "Don't worry, it's a hard game to play, plus you are always such a great score keeper". Mrs. R's words actually comforted me even though they all laughed after she said them. After a while they all decided to go to relax at the same time. As Mr and Mrs. R went to their bedroom together I followed Debbie to her room.

"Where do you think you're going?" she said. I said that I was hoping we could fool around a little before bed (not forgetting that she told me she would "make it worth my time"). "I don't know, I'm really tired" she said acting coy. I was actually begging for a chance to be with her for a few minutes in bed. "Alright" she said as if I was twisting her arm. She climbed into bed and pulled down her pajama bottoms while
josh hartnett

still leaving her dirty old T-shirt on. "But make it fast". She expected me to eat her out again! I meekly tried to explain that maybe I could get some action too. She grunted and looked at me with an evil glare, "Look I'm tired, it's either this or nothing". She had done it. She actually tricked me into begging for what was now a chance to eat her out. I apologized for making her mad as she just pointed down to her vagina. As I began to walk over I could see this evil smile crawl appear on her face. I ate her out until she came. I got up and briefly said goodnight before walking out. She stopped me and said she was sorry for getting so mad. I was touched and went in to kiss her on the lips goodnight. She stopped me.. "You know I think that your pussy breath is disgusting". I apologized and said goodnight. My guest room was right next to the master bedroom. I feel arelax to the sounds of Mr. and Mrs. R having sex. I was the only one in the house who went to relax without an orgasm.

The next day Kim showed up with her mister Davie. She came in and asked me and Mr. R to grab all the stuff from the taxi she showed up in for her. As the girl got caught up Mr. R looked at me and just shook his head as he said "grab that stuff for me will ya". I then carried in strollers and cribs and mountains of suitcases and toys. I finished lugging everything in and setting it up in the main guest room where Kim would be staying. I went to where they were all sitting and catching up. "Oh, hey there bitchtits" Kim said. Debbie, Mr. and Mrs. R cracked up at the old nickname she gave me that they had forgotten about. Mrs. R playfully slapped Kim's arm as she laughed and said "Don't be so mean" she said covering her mouth. It was barely heard through all their laughter. "What did you get me for christmas?" she asked me. I panicked. I hadn't gotten her anything. I didn't even know I was coming there until a few days before.

Debbie played along with her sister as she said, "What, you didn't get something for my sister? I hope you didn't forget about me too?" she said starting to turn from playful to serious. I'm sure just to get me nervous. I of course hadn't forgotten about Debbie. I got her this amazing watch she wanted that cost almost 400 dollars. I also got this amazing pocketbook (costing 250 dollars) for Mrs. R that Debbie casually mentioned her mom loved. As I stood there in a panic about what to get Kim, Mrs. R stepped in and said "Don't worry I still have to go shopping for Henry today. You can pick something out then". "Well good" Debbie said. "And make it something nice!" Kim quipped in as they all laughed.

Later as me and Mrs. R went shopping Debbie decided to come along and I finally felt at ease. No more intense offense. We walked in to the mall as the two led me to some fancy jewelry store for Kim. It was more then I wanted to spend by a lot, but they ended up picking out a 200 dollar pair of earrings that the girls said she would love. I hated spending money on this woman who was always so mean to me but I loved that my girlfriend and her mom would see me being so generous. As we left the store Debbie turned to me and said "Oh, you know what Henry likes, boys all like the same stuff. Just pick something out for him for us while me and my mom head to the food court". "That's a great idea, I had no idea what to get him anyway," Mrs. R agreed, "just make sure it's something nice okay sweetie"? They had already started turning away as I stuttered out an "okay, sure!". I was magictized watching the two women walk away. They were both wearing jeans but I was so sex starved seeing these girls in anything would have made me hard.

I ended up picking out a few video games that I overheard him talking to his friends about when he visited. It was about 100 dollars for them and I was worried it was more expensive then what Mrs. R wanted to pay for. I paid for the games and meet up with them. They had finished eating but wanted to look around a little before they left. I followed them around the mall for an hour or two before they decided to leave. I was expecting for Mrs. R to pay me for the games when I gave her the games. She instead just said, "Thanks sweetie" as she took them from my hand.

When we returned back to her house I asked Debbie if she could remind her mom about paying me back for Henry's gift. I was so far in the hole with money due to spending so much for everyone else in the family. She looked like she thought about it for a second before answering back, "Well, that's kind of awkward for me. I don't want my mom to think my boyfriend is some wimp that can't come to her when she has a problem". She was getting dressed since we were going out for dinner. "If you want you can ask her yourself" she said looking at me as to what I would say. I stared at her as she stood there in her underwear practically magictized. She looked great as she stood there with her hands on her hips. "Well, maybe she will just remember later" I said. She turned back towards the mirror putting on her clothes with a smile, "yea, that's what I figured".

We went downstairs after she had finished changing. They had all started takeing wine before going out to dinner. I was still wearing the same clothes from the previous day and was now gross. I was right about to shower and change into one of my changes of clothes from my bag. As they caught up I sat silently listening to stories, a good amount of them driven about Henry and Debbie still going out and how he was so amazing. They all talked of how fun he was and how good looking he was and Kim even asked Debbie how big his dick was. Debbie separated her hands the width of her chest and proclaimed "Huge". Everyone laughed as I wanted to hide in my own shirt. "...but he was always such a jerk while we were dating". Mrs. R leaned in and said "Don't worry, I know he was really handsome and fun but you have...good qualities too".

Just then Kim spilled wine on my bag. She didn't even apologize even after I exclaimed that all my clothes were in that. She just said, "Don't worry I have plenty of clothes you can borrow, bitchtits". Everyone praised Kim like she was some kind of saint for being so kind to lend me some clothes. I was confused and just kind of blurted out, "But I can't wear girl clothes". Debbie responded to me saying, "Don't be so rude, you can't fit into my dad's clothes, he's twice your size; and I don't think you can fit into Davie's". "Come pick some out with me" Kim said pushing me up the steps. Once we were in her guest room she picked out a shirt that didn't look so bad since she a little heavier so it fit, but it was pink. Not a problem, I thought. Then she gave me a pair of those skin-tight yoga-ish pants with JUICY on the butt. I was mortified. She then handed me a pair of her underwear. I looked at it totally confused. As she handed me the panties she said "They're a little dirty. I don't want you to ruin a clean pair" she said with an evil grin. I couldn't believe it. She didn't really expect me to wear it. It's this or you go naked. Don't make me get my sister to make you put it on". I felt so low as I walked into the bathroom to change into this woman's pink shirt, skin tight pants and used underwear.

I marched downstairs wearing this trashy outfit as everyone turned to stare at me. Mrs. R said "Oh you look so sexy, bitchtits". Everyone erupted in laughter as they actually high-fived her for the uncharacteristically mean comment. I may have never felt lower. Mr. R then said, "I'm not going anywhere with him dressed like that". Kim then spoke up saying, "You know what, Davie has been acting out all day. Why doesn't he stay home and take care of him so we can talk uninterrupted". Everyone agreed to it being a great idea without even talking to me or hearing what I had to say on the matter. I couldn't let Kim treat me like this. She was the one bringing on all this offense.

Debbie brought me into the other room as everyone else got ready to go. "Sorry, I know you wanted to spend more time with me." "I just feel like I can get so humiliated in front of your family" I said. "Yea, I know baby, but don't blame that on my family. It's just bad luck that you have to wear these clothes" she said trying to hide her smile. "I know but I can just get so flustered around everyone...." "Shhhh, shhhh" she said softly cutting me off. Her demeanor changed to seductive as she placed my hand on her butt cheek as she got close to me. "But you do it for me. And I'm worth it right" "Of course, I love you so much" I said already forgetting my issues. "I know you do" she responded with a smile. "Now, if Davie goes to relax it would really impress my family if you cleaned up a bit around here. It's a mess." She knew that just having me rub her butt that little bit would be enough to disarm me. As she walked out to join her family that was already waiting outside I said again "I love you Debbie". She turned around with a smile and replied, "Davie's diapers are under the sink in the bathroom, bitchtits". She pointed to her cheek so I kissed it and she was on her way with her family.

Things pretty much stayed like this the whole week. More offense from everyone. Then christmas day finally came. A day I was hoping would finally be a little more degredation-free. Debbie's family opened "Santa's" gifts under the tree while I followed around with the trash bag picking up the discarded wrapping paper. They wanted to wait later in the day before exchanging gifts from each other and wait for Henry. Henry opened his gifts with his mom in the morning and then he would come over while his mom went to her new boyfriend's house. When Henry did show up they treated him like gold. Asking if he needed anything and stuff like that. I still don't know where I went so wrong to be treated the way I was opposed to the way he was treated.

Kim spoke up, "So you know bitchtits, right?". He laughed at the new nickname which he had never heard me be called. Mrs. R stepped in saying mid-giggle, "Oh
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stop, you two are two much" she said as if she was almost proud of them. The day went on with them all laughing and playing games and having fun. I found myself getting a little jealous when Henry kept on playfully touching Debbie around the waist as they caught up. "Ohhhhh poop boy!!!" came ringing down the hall. I had become the resident diaper changer throughout the week as Kim said she always thought it was too gross. I went towards the call in the master bedroom where Mrs. R had been playing with Davie. She too felt the same towards changing a diaper. I came into the bathroom where Mrs. R stood shaveing her armpits. I stumred out apologizing before she just said with a smile, "No, it's fine, he really needs a changing". So I went in and changed the diaper while Mrs. R stood a few feet away shaving her armpits. The fact that she would do something like that in front of me showed her total view towards me. She could care less what I thought of her. She wouldn't even do that in front of her own husband because it would too unladylike. I was just some one to handle a dirty diaper.

A little later at dinner, everyone sat down to eat. Mr and Mrs. R. sat at the heads of the table. Then, Kim and Davie sat on one side with Davie in some type of booster seat. Then, Debbie sat down and Henry beat me to sit next to her on the other side. I stood there awkwardly for a second before Mrs. R. said, "Oh, we must not have enough seats for everyone". Debbie looked at me while still sitting as she said, "I could sit with you in the other room if you really want." I stood there for another second not knowing exactly what to say. "Just go sit in the other room, bitchtits" Henry said as everyone cracked up and Mr. R gave him a fist pound. I grabbed my plate and walked to the other room. I heard Debbie call out from the other room "Thanks baby".

After dinner it was time to give out gifts. I was excited to see what the other people had gotten me, especially Debbie. Everyone gathered their gifts from their hiding places and began to assemble in the living room. As everyone began to exchanged gifts I did the same. Everyone was so happy as they opened one gift after another after another. I gave first to Mrs. R. I couldn't wait to see how happy she would be to see this amazing pocketbook. She took the package and said "Well thank you so much sweetie" she said rubbing my cheek. She opened it and practically pushed me out of the way to get to Debbie. She talked about how Debbie always knew how to pick out great pocketbooks and talked about how nice the pocketbook was and thanked her a bunch. I stood there while she returned to her spot waiting for my thank you (I was the one who bought it and Debbie only casually mentioned it). She just gave me my gift and asked if I could fill up her glass of wine. I didn't mind too much that Debbie got most of the credit. I liked that she got happy over it and I would probably like my gift a lot too. I filled up her wine and when I returned I opened my gift from her.

I opened it and inside was a basketball. I don't even play sports. "It's from me and Mr. R" she said, "he said you should get more into sports". That's a great idea mom" Debbie said, "he really does need to go outside more". I was shocked and actually felt really stupid for spending so much on some pocketbook but I didn't want to be rude. I thanked both Mr. and Mrs. R a bunch. Kim then said to me, "Well, what did you get me?" in a very snarky tone. I gave her her gift and she ripped the wrapping off. I had gotten her gold earrings. She groaned and said "I don't wear gold. I guess I can just return it and get something I really want. Thanks for giving me an errand to run". I don't know why, but I was actually crushed. After being around Kim for the week it was like the more she humiliated me, the more I wanted to please her. Despite her chubby, saggy and even somewhat wrinkly and trashy look, I was starting to get turned on by her as well. She said her gift to me was letting me hang out with Davie all week since she "knew how well we got along".

I then gave Debbie her watch. "This better be the watch I wanted" she said before even unwrapping it. I was relieved to know I got the right thing, although she really did lay it out for me. Once she did unwrap it she jumped around and showed it to everyone. I was so happy that she liked it! I was beaming with pride. I didn't even mind that she didn't actually say thank you to me at all. After she had time to calm down a bit, she whispered to me while everyone was continuing to unwrap other gifts. "I'll give you a different kind of gift tonight" she said subtly rubbing my dick through my pants. I was a little crushed for a second that Debbie didn't even think to get me an actual gift. She had gotten one for everyone else, including Henry!! I quickly got over it as I realized that tonight was definitely the night that I got to have sex with her. When I thought of that, I was overjoyed. When all was said and done, everyone had a big pile of gifts by them except for me with my one basketball.

Even Henry had gotten the games from Mr. and Mrs. R (which I payed for), a couple of nice t-shirts from Kim, and even Debbie got him a cd and a beer mug which was apparently an inside joke from while they were dating. Debbie's ex boyfriend got way more then her current boyfriend got. I couldn't believe it. Everyone kept celebrating until late at night. Eventually Henry said goodbye to everyone. He even had the nerve to ask Debbie to walk him out and talk outside for a little. Mrs R pulled me away from Debbie to let him take her away while she distracted me. Mr. R went off to bed while Mrs. R and Kim stayed up a little longer to run interference for Henry's goodbye. Mrs. R asked why I didn't go home for break. To which I replied that Debbie thought it was best if I went there instead. They both laughed at this before Mrs. R said "well I know how much you love her, I just never knew you loved us more than your own family" she said with a coy smile. I tried to explain that it wasn't like that but couldn't get it across without sounding totally whipped by Debbie. They laughed as I felt so low about leaving my family. Just then I looked out the window and could have sworn that I saw Henry and Debbie kissing. I was distracted again by Kim and Mrs. R and before I knew it Debbie came back inside. She said she was tired and went off to bed. Mrs. R and Kim said they would do the same. Mrs. R asked me to clean up a little bit before I went to bed since I was "still young so I wouldn't mind". I was in a bit of a rush to get to Debbie's bed before she fell arelax before she could give me "my present".

I cleaned up in a flash and raced to Debbie's room and she was already in a pair of very manly shorts (that I wish she would have mentioned she had before I wore Kim's clothes) and some raggedy and stained t-shirt. I climbed into bed still trying to massage her feet to get her in the mood even though she seemed very uninterested. I stopped massaging for a second and asked if she kissed Henry. She responded, "Don't be silly, baby". "We just talked. You would think you would focus more on trying to get me in the mood then thinking about the action that Henry does or doesn't get." I jumped to her mouth with that and started to lay on top of her and kiss her. She pushed me off her and said, Okay let's get this over with.

She pulled down Kim's used panties I was still wearing and began to give me a hand job. She rolled onto her back and put one hand behind her head while she just left her other hand out. It was like she was thinking of something totally different, but sadly I didn't really care. She stopped moving her hand and looked over at me humping away. She started to laugh at my humping her hand like some natural. "Okay, enough" she said still laughing. I was stunned that she wasn't even going to let me finish. "You can finish in the bathroom". I just stood there shocked but my penis still stood erect. "Here, I know how much you like rubbing my feet". She got up and went to her hamper. She tossed me one of her used socks. "At least you can still smell me while you cum, bitchtits" she said starting to crack up again. She got back into bed and rolled over. My mind was totally blank. I just stuttered out, oh..uh...well, o-okay...tha-thank-you.

I went into the bathroom and started masterbating. I smelled her used sock which was covered in weird brown stains and just smelt like sweat. It was enough for me though, after a few pumps with her sock to face had me ejaculating all over myself. I cleaned myself up and went to relax.

Well, that was my christmas with Debbie's family. You can se why I am looking forward and dreading at the same time about going to her parent's house again this weekend. I wrote this at several different times throughout the day so sorry if some parts didn't make sense or something. I think the next post I have to get some pictures of some of these people who keep showing up in these stories so you can get a better idea. I don't want to put actual pictures of the actual people up (for obvious reamisters). But I have been collecting some pictures of different pornstars or candids of people who look just like the people in this story. Okay, thanks guys. I'll update again soon, hopefully I can update again before I leave for Debbie's Mom's house.

And also let me know what you guys think. Comments are always welcome so I know which types of stories I should focus on or whether to even keep posting or not.
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Okay, this is my first time trying to post pictures so let's see if this works. *Remember these are not the real people but people who I have found browsing the internet that resemble the people so you guys can get a better idea of what the real people look like.

First off is Lynn McCrossin. She is a muscle model who looks almost identical to Debbie's lady. Her body, face, hair, everything. Even her strong sense of femininity and confidence. The one difference between the two is Mrs. R does not not have as perky of breasts as Lynn McCrossin. They are big like her's, but sag just a little bit. Also I couldn't imagine seeing Debbie's lady in the promiscuous poses seen here. I wish, but that's reserved for Mr. R.

I would get so worked up over Debbie's lady that I even developed a type of muscle fetish in women (in particular with Lynn McCrossin) Long story short, if your reading and picturing McCrossin as Mrs. R, you wouldn't be far off at all.

A link to the set I got this particular photo from...

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Mrs. R

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Another great match I found is the one for my beautiful ex. It's not easy to find a match for her since I love her so much so none of them were perfect, but this girl is almost a dead ringer. Again, only tiny tweaks separate her from the original. One difference between this woman and my ex is the lack of makeup. This woman appears to have no makeup on at all and Debbie often loves to put a decent amount of makeup on. Two other small differences are 1)this girl looks a little sweeter then my ex is but that may just be because she doesn't ever pose and try to be sexy like this picture for me. So I may just never see that side of her like Billy or Henry might have. and 2) This woman is totally shaven. I have never seen Debbie clean shaven like that through all 5 years of our relationship. Believe me, I would know!

Again, If you picture this woman, you have a great idea of how amazing my ex is.

My ex / Debbie

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One more quick one I can do for now is Debbie's sister Kim. The pictures that I have here are really great and also not so great at the same time. In the pictures you can see a great idea of what Kim's face looks like, which I thought was more important than body. They both look a lot of like, but a pretty big change is this body. The real Kim has a much larger and saggier body then the pics. At least an additional 20-30 pounds would make her look more like Kim since it would get rid of the shapeliness that the woman in the pic has. The woman in the pic is a lot more "sexy" then Kim is at first sight, but like I said... add 20-30 pounds and you have yet another dead ringer. (Mind you, the real Kim has had a baby so even with additional weight she sags a lot more). She sounds big but now after spending time with Kim I find her incredibly sexy and often masterbate thinking about her.

If you can add the weight and make her body sag more in your mind, then you have a great idea of what Kim looks like.

Side note- I can only imagine seeing the real Kim's bare chest like in "Pic 2". Kim's breasts are humungous.

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Happened earlier today... I was at my apartment which I share with another guy and his girlfriend. They often have me clean up their messes around the house and always team up on me, but other then that there is never any real offense from the two of them. Well, anyway, I came out of my room in a fluster because Debbie had just called and I didn't really want to keep her waiting. I want her to have no bad things to say about me, tardiness being one of them. Well you should have seen the look on their faces when they asked why I was in such a rush and all I said was, "Debbie called. She's going to ******* me if I keep her waiting". They knew that we had broken up so they just kind of looked at each other and laughed to themselves. The girlfriend was sitting in her boyfriends lap and just off handedly said, "Yea, show her who's boss" sarcastically. I could hear the two of them laughing as I ran out the door.

When I got to Debbie's I was floored when I saw that Billy was there too. I can't believe she had the audacity to invite me over when he was there. They were both dressed to go out and she seemed to smile when I showed up which made me feel great. She introduced me to Billy as he wrapped his arm around my ex girlfriend. This guy was the part of the cocky-jock to a tee. Unfortunately that also meant that he looked like he could beat me up at any time. I offered my shaky hand from nerves and tried to be as nice as I could be. I could tell that she told him about how she treated me by the way he was acting towards me. I just prayed that she didn't tell him that ate his semen out of her just the other night. He just kind of laughed at my attempt at a handshake as she looked at him and said, "See, I told you he was a cutie". I don't know if she meant it as a compliment to me or just another way to make me feel inferior, but it made me feel great.

"Anyway," she said, "I have some of my mom's underwear that I borrowed that I need you to wash and bring back to her this weekend. They're getting too tight on me, I can't keep these girls in" she said playfully touching her breasts in Billy's direction. "Oh, sure" I said half magictized by her motions to Billy. "Great, they're the red and white pairs and the pink polka dot ones. They're somewhere in my room, you'll find them". I would take any chance to be around Debbie. If I had to do some laundry while I did, that was fine by me. No sooner did I finish that thought before she said "We were just going out, so you don't mind being here by yourself right? I just have to go grab my coat." And with that she left the room and started to walk upstairs.

My heart was stunned. I couldn't keep up with her anymore. I couldn't just keep letting her walk all over me like that. As Debbie left to go up the steps Billy turned to me and kind of backed me into a corner. "Hey man, I don't really have a lot of money right now, I want to make sure we can get everything she wants, you know?" I couldn't believe this guy was going to ask me for money to take my ex girlfriend out! I protested mostly with my body language as I was too afraid to actually stand up to this guy. "I just met you, don't get on my nerves already okay cuckolds browniestain?" he said. I couldn't argue. I took out my wallet and he ripped it from my hands and took the whole 60 dollars that I had in there and handed me back my wallet. "...Yea, thanks, and don't say anything about this to Debbie". He looked at me coldly and I felt like a bitch as I just looked down and muttered out, "Yea, of course not". It was bad enough I had to deal with Debbie and her bitchy friends, well, my "friends" too. But now I also had to play the bitch to this new guy too. This was too much.

I don't come from a family with a lot of money. I had a decent job as a mechanic for a little bit and got payed well so I have some money saved up from that. But sometime during college Debbie wanted me to quit my mechanic job and become a waiter at the restaurant she worked at so she "could see me more". Even though it was really just so she could have me pick up her shifts when she didn't want to go in, which was often to hang out with her friends or just lie around, etc. I often worked doubles to cover for her while she would party away with her friends. On the off chance that we ever did work together she would always come up to me and complain that she wasn't getting enough tips. Even though she was a pretty lousy waitress, I'm sure she made great tips.

We live in a somewhat sleazy town and we always had gross guys coming in to flirt with the girls. Debbie always had her breasts bursting out of her size-too-small uniform and always flirted with all the guys so she probably made better tips than me. I would start to feel bad for her when she would complain, then she would ask if she could see how much I made. I would feel so bad and just wanted to make her happy so I would just give her all of my tips that I made at the end of the night. It was worth it to see her smile. I was hoping this would be one of the things I would no longer have to do now that we broke up but I was wrong. Either she or one of our friends guilts me into covering for her when ever Debbie wants to party. I work doubles all the time. What bugs me is she still makes me give her the tips I make on the shifts I covered for her even when she's not there at all. She says that "those tips are what she would have made if she didn't let me work for her." I try not to argue much so she can see how easy I am with everything after she's done messing around with stupid jock guys like Billy.

Anyway, after Bill got my money from me Debbie came back downstairs ready to go. "Oh, and one more thing, can you talk Billy up to my mom for me. She thinks he looks like trouble and I just know she'll trust it coming from a sweetie like you." she said embracing him again. I didn't know if I could do it. Everything I knew about this guy I hated. There was no way she expected me to go to her lady and tell her how awesome her new guy was. I still wanted Mrs. R to root for me to get back with Debbie! As I stood there silently for a moment I could see Debbie change from her happy permistera she was with him to a scowl that I was used to seeing by now. I didn't want her to get mad and yell at me in front of this new guy, so I meekly obliged.

"Great" she said before turning to Billy and giving him a sloppy kiss right in front of me. "So, have fun at my parents house this weekend and don't forget about the dirty underwear! And really tell my mom that Billy is a God in your eyes, okay?" she said already walking out the door. "Yea, and don't forget the dirty underwear" he said giggling. Debbie giggled as well but playfully hit his arm saying "Oh, stop" in the same manner that Mrs. R normally protects me. And then they were gone. I went upstairs, found the dirty underwear she was talking about, sat and thought while it washed. And then I left to, locking up behind me. Now, I gear up to take the trip up north for her parents house. Wish me luck!
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As I drove to Debbie's parents house I couldn't help but wonder what the heck I was doing. There I was going to my ex's parents house over my weekend. I really look forward to the weekends since I work nonstop at the restaurant. I needed to stop just listening to whatever Debbie said. The problem was that I just couldn't stop myself. I still loved her. When she said she wanted something I would gladly do whatever it was to keep her happy. It was pathetic.

I showed up at Mr. and Mrs. R's house after an agonizing drive as I mulled my life over. I knocked on the door and found no answer. I waited a few minutes then tried again. After a few more minutes of waiting I eventually called Debbie to see if she knew anything was up. "Hi Debbie, I hope I'm not interrupting you". "Why aren't you at my parents house by now?" she snapped angrily. "I'm sorry, I'm here but I tried to knock and I have been waiting for almost a half hour now with no response". "Well I can't talk. I'm shopping with the girls. I can't solve all your problems for you." I could hear the girls shouting stuff like "dipcuckolds brownie!" and "faggot" in the background. "She laughed and said, "And don't forget to talk Billy up!". "O-Okay, I will. What are you guys doing.." She hung up before I could finish my sentence. I felt bad for interrupting her when she was with friends.

After nearly two hours of waiting Mr. and Mrs. R showed up in their car. "Hey sweetie, we forgot what time Debbie told us you were coming this weekend, we knew you wouldn't mind waiting if we were out." she said as we walked into the house. "We were just talking about you actually" she added. Mr. R then said with a laugh, "Yea, do you really have so few friends that you would rather drive here and be our maid then have a normal weekend". "Oh, he's not our maid. He just missed us is all, right sweetie?" Mrs. R said with a smile, "And I have not one, but two surprises for you". I was puzzled and absolutely flattered. When I tried to ask what they were, she said she wouldn't say yet, but that I would love both of them.

Honestly I was beginning to not really worry about the weekend. It might be a little humiliating at times but at least I won't be spending a fortune on Debbie and the girls like they always make me do. Right away Mrs. R put me to work. She said she wanted the house cleaned top to bottom. She showed me where the cleaning stuff was and as I got on my knees and began to scrub the floors, I expected her and Mr. R to help. I should have known better. Once she pointed out where all the cleaning supplies I needed were, her and Mr. R sat on the couch and watched tv while I cleaned the entire house around them including collecting dirty clothes, scrubbing dishes, cleaning windows and toilets, etc. At one point I got to scrubbing the floors around where their bare feet were as they watched television. They didn't move them in the slightest to make it easier for me and as I looked up at them Mrs. R said with a smile, "Make sure you clean them real good, okay sweetie" as she cuddled up next to her husband.

It wasn't long before the doorbell rang and Mrs. R said "I think that's our first surprise". Could it be that Debbie was surprising me and spending the weekend at her parent's house as well! I couldn't believe my luck and it showed that Debbie still did care enough to surprise me with visits. I turned to the door to see who it was when Mr. R opened the door. My heart sank as Kim walked through the door with Davie and hugged her man. My heart raced as it filled with both fear and excitement. I had been masterbating to Kim regularly now despite her less-then-sexy appearance (As you guys know, as time passed I began to find her more and more sexy) Everything about her began o appeal to me. I didn't mind any weight issues any more or that she had such a rough look or saggy skin. Or that she used too much makeup or anything. She was like a super model to me. I almost exclusively masterbated to Debbie now, although if it wasn't to her, it was going to probably be about Kim.

She said hello to her parents as I finished scrubbing the floors. I'm pretty sure she had not seen me yet. I got up and walked over trying to say hello to her. Maybe if I presented myself as confident she would start to treat me better. As I walked over, all confidence was flushed out of me as she laughed right in my face and said "you look terrible. You're really earning the name bitchtits, huh?" she said still laughing as she flapped my left pec/breast up.

You see, my bitchy friends from back home had found a new way for me to entertain them when I hung out with them. They would often have me over and make me eat large quantities of unhealthy food for their entertainment. For instance, the other day they made me eat 10 cheeseburgers from a fast food dollar menu and wash it down with a whole bottle of ranch dressing. It was absolutely disgusting and they are always so mean when they watched me. Always calling me "disgusting" and saying that "I will never win Debbie back now, or any other girl for that matter!" as they point and laugh at me like I am some clown for them.

So yes, I had gotten quite a bit heavier, and developed small breasts. I was however, still not as out of shape as Kim. They all laughed as Kim ripped into me and I got so angry with myself that I would ever lust after someone who was so cruel in every way. "Why are you even here, didn't my sister dump you like 3 months ago"? Her and Mr. R laughed as Mrs. R stepped in and said "Debbie said that he missed us. I thought it was sweet". "Whatever," said Kim with an evil smirk, "At least I have a babysitter here again". They all sat down as Kim turned back to me awkwardly standing there and said, "Well, aren't you going to get me a beer?" in a snarky tone. They all decided to have a few and I rushed to get their beers as I continued cleaning the rest of the night as they talked. Eventually, everyone went to bed but I needed to stay up because the remaining guests were coming the following day. The remaining guests as I was told would be their friends from down the block named Mr. and Mrs. F, who would come with my "other surprise". I couldn't imagine what that surprise could be since I had never met Mr. or Mrs. F before.

After I had finished cleaning it was around 1 in the morning and I was incredibly horny. Since my ex dumped me I haven't had any sexual activity with anyone and was so busy I hadn't really had any time to masterbate. As much as I hated to admit it, the worse Kim treated me it was like the more I wanted to please her and I became more and more sexually attracted. Not to mention I was watching Mrs. R all day long who looked great. I decided I would take out my laptop and masterbate since everyone was arelax anyway. I instantly logged onto Facebook.com to look at pictures of my ex and saw all the new pictures she had posted. While I was cleaning her parents house and getting use like a bitch she was out takeing and having fun with our friends and Billy. I felt so low. But she looked so great even thought most of the pictures had her and Billy kissing or with their arms around each other and laughing together. She was wearing this really short skirt and a shirt that had a cut so low it looked like her nipple could poke out at any moment. I realized it had been forever since I saw her nipples. Even when we were dating she would always at least keep a bra on, but usually also had a shirt on as well. These pictures of her with her friends were when I got to see Debbie in her sexy outfits.

I started to masterbate furiously to her. It *******ed me that I was swooning over her and slaving away for her and I was still the last thing on her mind. As I was almost ready to ejaculate my heart sank as Mrs. R walked into the room and saw me masterbatiing to the pictures on the screen of her flower. I was mortified as I rushed to get my pants from around my ankles as she just said softly "It's okay baby, I think it's sweet. I love that you still love her so much even after she dumped you". I just sat there mortified, literally on the verge of tears as she said, "Don't worry, after you get your surprise tomorrow you won't have to worry about this stuff" she said pointing to my laptop. I wasn't sure if she meant Debbie or with porn in general, but neither made sense to me. What could this surprise be. I looked at her quizzically as she just said, "You'll see, sweetie. Sorry for interrupting your special moment" she said with a laugh as she went off to bed. I was so flustered and mortified and humiliated that I just went to relax myself. Again, totally unsatisfied.

That next morning I was woken up by Kim marching Davie into my bedroom at 7:00 in the morning. She normally looked a little unkempt but now she really looked rough so early in the morning before she could apply her makeup. "He says he wants to play and I'm too tired. Play with his toys with him or something, I'm going back to bed". With that she dropped him off and left me to cater to her young (who is about about to be 5 now). I played with his toys with him (I was shocked at how bossy he was. You could tell instantly that he was Kim's young) for a while before he said he wanted cookies. I explained that I didn't think that he should be having cookies so early in the morning. He replied to my amazement, "Shut up!, I said I wanted cookies. Don't make me wake up my mom!" I was floored. I didn't know what to do. I knew that Kim would obviously take his side if he did decide to wake her and then I would be in hell. I got him a few cookies and he gave me a smirk as I gave them to him. I couldn't believe I just got walked over by a four year old.

I couldn't believe it. I didn't remember always being such a push-over. There was a time when I was just a normal permister. Maybe a little shy or sensitive, but not this submissive thing I had become. Debbie had done something to me. She molded me into this putty that she could walk over, or "wrapped around her finger", in her words. Then when she got bored with me. She cut me lose not knowing how to act on my own anymore. She is my goddess now, and I can't live without her.

A little later everyone else got up and went about their day. Mrs. R asked "How did you relax last night?" with a smirk and I looked straight to the ground in embarrassment as she chuckled and said "You'll feel better after your surprise". Even though I was the first up I of course had to shower last when the hot water had been used all up. Kim used the shower before me and as I was entering the bathroom she said "I don't want you to shower totally naked. I would hate to think of you being naked where I had just been naked a few seconds before, you understand right?". I obviously had no idea what she was talking about. She was clearly just looking to give me a hard time. I responded saying, "I'm sorry I didn't bring my bathing suit with me or I would just use that". With that I actually thought I was in the clear. She had just changed into a pair of really tight short shorts so it was hard to actually concentrate. I couldn't believe I was getting a hard-on from looking at this woman's legs which were riddled with cellulite. She stopped me and said, "That's okay bitchtits, I have one right here". She handed me a pair of her bikini bottoms. She had done it again. She tricked me into wearing her clothes since she knew it really emasculated me to wear girls clothes. "You don't mind at all do you?" she added with another evil smirk "I'll bet you look so sexy, especially with your new tits". I changed into her bottoms which made me feel like an absolute idiot. She told me to open the door after changing and model it for her as she called over Mr. R. I did so and she laughed as she made me put on the bikini top to "cover up my tits, there's youngren around". Both her and Mr. R cracked up at my predicament. After they were done with their ridicule I finally showered and when I got out was permitted to put my normal clothes back on.

When I got out I was told they would be going out for lunch and to start preparing dinner. They said that Mr. and Mrs. F wanted italian-style pasta which I was actually pretty great at making. I didn't mind making it for everyone since this would be a good chance to show some worth. They left and I got started on the sauce. They were out all day, which I guess I should have expected. Since they had someone cooking and cleaning at their house they were all free to enjoy their day. They came back after sundown only about an hour before Mr. and Mrs. F were set to come over. They all relaxed on the couch as I finished prepping everything for dinner like setting the plates and so forth. Mrs. R then called me over and explained what my surprise was. I couldn't imagine what it was. I had figured that maybe Mr. and Mrs. F had a flower that they were going to introduce me to since Mrs. R said I wouldn't need to go back to porn or masterbate to Debbie again. Mrs. R then gave me the news.

"Apparently our friends Mr and Mrs. F have a gay mister who they convinced to come over for a little mini date with you tonight! It seems he is a little lonely as well!" She acted genuinely excited. I was totally confused what was she talking about. She knew I wasn't gay, I had dated her flower. "I...I'm..."I'm not gay" I just kind of stuttered out. She replied back saying, "Oh please, you don't have to lie to us anymore. I called Debbie the other day and she put Billy on so we could get to know each other since they are getting pretty close. He told me about how you opened up to him about being gay and wanting to start to see men now after Debbie broke up with you". I couldn't believe it. That mister of a bitch told her I was gay! And they believed him just like that! I wanted to explode and call him a liar, but I couldn't. I told Debbie that I would act like he "was a god". I didn't know what to do, I couldn't really still talk good on Billy's behalf. How could they expect that of me!

"Oh, I guess there was a little mis-communication" I said. They all looked at me as I was turning beat red. "I said that I wanted to talk to guys more, but I meant as friends since as you guys know I don't really have many of right now". They all cracked up. "That's so funny. To be honest I actually thought it made sense. You always seemed kind of submissive and feminine" said Mr. R. I laughed along acting like it was all some big joke. "Yea", I continued, "Billy is so great. He always is good to talk to and open up to. He's such a intellectual thinker and always treats everyone so nice. You can tell he is really a stand up guy and always so funny. I think Debbie and him would make a great couple". I don't know why I said the last sentence. It broke my heart to say, it just slipped out. I don't know why I said any of it. The guy was a jerk and wen't behind my back to make me look bad knowing I was too much of a wimp to not do what Debbie and him said. I can picture them laughing their heads off at my predicament.

"Hmmm", said Mrs. R, "well their mister Kevin is coming and he thinks he is getting some action" she said laughing. "He's a little bit older, I think 36, (I am only 25) but I think you will still like him, I'm not saying you have to be his boyfriend but he did expect a date tonight so just try to be nice". Was she kidding? A gay man was coming over thinking I was going to get with him? I was totally repulsed by the whole idea. Nothing against gay people, but I am just not one of them and the thought of me getting involved with any of it made me feel downright queazy. A little later Mr. F, Mrs. F and their mister Kevin showed up. Mr. and Mrs. F were a little older than Mr. and Mrs. R, but only by about 10 years. Kevin was an odd looking guy. He had a sleazy looking face and was quite obese but still seemed very dominant. Everyone got into regular chit chat while Mrs. R and Kim served the pasta. I was shocked to see them take that job but I realized later that it was made to look like the who of them had made it. I felt somewhat betrayed but at least they knew who actually made it, which was all that mattered.

As Dinner began, Kevin really started trying to come onto me hard. He put his arm over my shoulder and was practically whispering in my ear. I was mortified and furious that at the same time Billy and Debbie were laughing their heads off at me. After dinner Kevin asked if I wanted to go out back and talk with him for a bit. I of course was right about to turn him down since I knew what he was interested when I noticed that Mrs. R shot me a glare. I could feel the heat from her stare as I just said "sure". I felt like she put the words in my mouth and I spit them out like a puppet. I saw her glare turn into a triumphant smile as I walked out back.

He brought me to a bench and we sat in the night sky. He almost immediately went in to whisper in my ear as I blurted out, "Sorry Kevin, I think there has been some mistake, but I'm not gay". "Oh, sure", he said, "well then just experiment a bit" he said as he grabbed my penis over my pants and started to rub. I was totally repulsed and couldn't let him touch me like that as if I was gay. I thought about how I was always the one who had to put in the effort. I was always the one who fingered or ate out the girl. It felt great for a moment to picture being out there with Debbie and having her be the one who was touching me. When I opened my eyes though, I couldn't go through with it. I felt so ashamed that I almost let this guy rub me off just to imagine not being so submissive with Debbie. I am pathetic. I said I had to go to the bathroom and when I got out he was back inside with everyone else (thank god!). The night continued out uneventful until everyone went home.

Mr and Mrs R went off to bed as well as Mrs. R laughed with her husband, "It's a shame he's not gay, they would have been so cute together." She turned to me, "It's so funny, I have to tell Debbie and and Billy about the confusion you caused". I still couldn't believe I was getting blamed for this and Billy looks like a hero. I had started to clean up the little mess that was there when Kim called me over to where she was. I followed her voice to the bathroom. She halted me at the door as she stood facing the mirror wiping off her makeup. "I still bet you sucked his cock outside, you slut". "No, I swear" I stuttered out. She laughed again. "Debbie actually told me what Billy did. I just didn't tell mom because I thought it would be funny to see just how far you would go. I thought you would be so afraid of ratting out Billy you would just suck his dick anyway. I think if Debbie was here and had asked you to suck his dick, you would have done it, and that still makes you a faggot in my eyes". I stood there silent and took the use. She got up close to me powering me to cower down some in her presence. "Maybe if you ask real nice, Billy will still titty-fuck you, faggot" she said smushing my breasts together with a laugh. "Now get the fuck out of here. I'm sure Debbie wants a nice massage.

And that pretty much brings us up to the present. If anyone likes this let me know in the comments and I'll update as new humiliating things come up for me. Other then that I have a few other stories that I could say from when me and Debbie were still together if anyone wants to hear about those, comments are welcome!
josh hartnett

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4 whole days without a new post... you are *******ing us...LOL Would love to hear more!!

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This is an incredible story. Please continue.

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Would love to hear more........

Honestly, since this story was posted, I don't think I've beat off to another story. Some of the passages are priceless! The idea that the cuckold doesn't get to play the board game, but has to keep score. The quip from the girlfriend, "why do you let Debbie walk all over you like that? Does her pussy really taste that good?" And the nickname, 'bitch tits.' It all combines for one of the best cuck stories ever written. Please, please, write more!

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'Right away Mrs. R put me to work. She said she wanted the house cleaned top to bottom'
Every older woman I meet now I imagine myself doing that for her.
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Sorry I haven't posted in a while. I have been incredibly busy wrapped up in other things. I was thinking about writing out some more parts of my story if there is still any interest?
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elina

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Been a while since I updated and I know a lot of you guys like this story. Hopefully everyone still likes it.

I spent the next few weeks in a depression of sorts after visiting Debbie's parents. You see, when I got back Debbie refused to talk to me since Kim had called her and given her a bad report of me. Of course I had done everything and anything that Kim and her parents ever would have wanted. But I assume Kim thought it would be funny to give a bad report just to get Debbie mad at me.

So that was all that Debbie needed. She had kicked me to the curb without letting me get a word in edgewise. It was a sobering feeling to see how much more I needed her in my life than she needed me. To me, she was my life, my everything, and I was something to be tossed out at a moments notice. Regardless I had begun to spend more time with my roommates. As I previously mentioned they were boyfriend and girlfriend, named Tony and Jessica. While I was wrapped around Debbie's finger they never used to humiliate me, well not nearly as bad as Debbie and her friends. But it was as if since losing Debbie, these two stepped up as the new dominant power in my life.

It was early evening as I stepped in from a long double shift. I walked into the sounds of Jessica and Tony in passionate love making coming from inside their bedroom. I began picking up some of their discarded clothes and dirty dishes before they finished and got mad at me for never cleaning up. I listened as Tony brought Jessica to a powerful orgasm. I will always be jealous of the men who can make women make those noises. I was picking up a pair of Tony's underwear when Jessica walked out wearing nothing but her bra and panties. She was another classic beauty. A tall, skinny girl with a nice set of c cups and beautiful straight long brown hair. She laughed as she saw me in my stained dopey looking work costume.

"I always get a kick out of seeing you squeezed into that idiotic costume." she said.

She plopped herself down to watch some television. That was when she saw the used underwear in my hand.

"Ewwwww. What are you doing with Tony's underwear!?"

I started to panic. My face got bright red. "I, um, I was just picking them off the floor" I stuttered out.

"Yea right, I bet you were smelling his used undies, weren't you?" she said with another laugh. "It's okay you can tell me if you have a little fag crush on him. I won't tell."

I started to stutter and look around. I'm sure getting incredibly red. I was a bit a mess since losing Debbie. Jessica and Tony were now the only things I could consider even close to friends and I got incredibly nervous not to make them mad. Luckily Jessica few a mischievous sneer.

"Relax, I'm only kidding bitchtits."

With that Tony walked out of his bedroom with just his bower briefs and cuddled up next to Jessica.

"Hey, BT. Sorry about the mess, man." he said.

Jessica definitely was the one in the relationship who took the lead when it came to dominating me. One could tell that Tony tried to maintain an at least friendly atmosphere in his domination. Jessica had no problem with laying down the law.

"When you're done doing that load of laundry, can you go into our room and pickup a few of the condoms. Jessica here just flings em off after I'm done." he said again with a laugh.

"What? Why should I have to worry about touching your gross spunk when bitchtits doesn't mind."

I didn't even mind the way everyone called me bitchtits as if it were my name. It reminded me of Kim and would often give me a little erection hearing it. I obliged and started to walk towards the laundry machine. Jess made one more order before I left.

"Oh, and can you change the sheets in there too. They are filthy." she said.

"He doesn't need to do that, babe. It's still all wet from sweat and to be fair you were the one who quirted a gallon of cum all over the sheets." Tony said.

She played mock shock at his comment and the two stifled a giggle.

"You ass. Well I'm not gonna do it and I know you never will. Besides I think it's good for him to be around some female cum. Maybe smelling it will get him to strive for getting a girl to ejaculate for himself."

I think she was going to continue but Tony had started to grope her and start sloppily kissing her. It didn't take much to get the two of them going. I quickly gathered the cum stained sheets and started a load. She was right. I could definitely smell her. If nothing else it gave me more material to masterbate over later tonight. It wouldn't be the first time I touched myself to Jessica. I picked up the used condoms and gave them a quick sniff to see if I could still smell her on them, then tossed them in the waste receptacle. I changed out of my work clothes, then took a quick shower. I was thinking about pleasuring myself while her scent was still fresh but I knew I needed to get started on their dinners.

I popped out and into some clothes. But before I left I looked into the mirror. Maybe it wasn't all bad to be without Debbie. I was starting to lose weight now that her friends weren't powering me to eat and take such vile substances. Heck, I even began talking to a new girl named Lucy. She was almost the exact opposite of Debbie in every way. She was an incredible prude and didn't even kiss me yet. She was sweet and always dressed conservatively. And just like how I thought Debbie was the hottest woman to walk the planet, I saw Lucy as actually quite plain. Beggars can't be choosers. A guy like me is thankful for every girl who looks his way. It wasn't like we were dating or anything but there was potential. She didn’t mind my meekness and was kind to me.

I walked out and started cooking. I got their orders before my shift and knew Jessica only wanted some mixed vegetable since she was on a diet and Tony wanted a steak. I figured I would treat myself and get a steak as well. I cooked everything up to perfection. It all looked great. I sat down the plates on the table in front of the couch as they liked to eat there as I ate on an adjoining chair. I cut off my first bite and admired what I had made. As I was right about to put it in my mouth when I heard Jess.

"Wait. I want to try it". She said walking over as I was magictized momentarily by her bouncing buxom. She just popped it in her mouth and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. "Oh my god, this is so good. I think I'm just going to have this." she said as she took the plate and walked back over to snuggle while she ate with Tony. "Now we can just split the veggies as a side, babe!" she said with enthusiasm as the idea popped into her head. Just one thing- what was I supposed to eat now. As if reading my mind she looked back at me. "Whoopsie. Should have made 3 steaks. You don't mind do you?"

What could I say. I stuttered out a "N-no, I uh, I think there's cereal I can have."

"Oh, good". she said already forgetting her troubles as she watched television with her boyfriend. I poured myself a bowl of cereal then went for milk.

"Oh," Tony chimed, "I forgot I drank the rest of the milk today. Sorry man"

"Well that's okay", Jess instantly replied, "he can just use water."

And so it was. I filled up my bland bowl of cereal with tap water. I looked down at it for a moment thinking back to just a few minutes previously when I was looking down at my steak. I had a few bites before I looked over to see the two reclining rubbing their stomachs.

"Whoaaaa" Jess said, "I'm way too stuffed. Jeez, a good cook, and you go down on your girlfriend at the drop of a hat. You'd think you'd be able to hold onto a girlfriend."

The two cracked up at the comment that actually really stung me.

"Well you've heard the stuff Debbie used to make him do." Tony said, "It's probably hard getting a first kiss when everyone knows you eat out girl's nasty snatches after they go to the gym".

"Or filled with spunk" Jess added.

More hysterics from the two of them. I playfully laughed along as if in on the joke if only just to cut the awkwardness.

"We actually have a little surprise for you, speaking of that" said Tony.

"Oh yea, you know the party we're throwing tomorrow." Jess said. They had briefly told me I needed the place spotless earlier in the week and to make myself scarce once I clean up because they were planning on having a few people over. "Well I was talking to Mandy today and she said that Debbie might be coming too. Isn't that exciting?"

I sat there for a moment. I didn't know what to say. I had missed Debbie with all my heart everyday. But I was just thinking that I was finally starting to get a normal life together. I couldn't help myself. I had to smile at the opportunity of seeing Debbie again.

"Awww, that is so cute." said Jess.

"Okay," said Tony, "there's a decent amount to do around here tonight and I think I'm getting ready for bed. Right babe?"

"Oh most definitely" she said, putting a hand on his penis. "So clean up and go right to bed. You have a very big day tomorrow."

They got up as Tony led her by the hand back to the bedroom.

"Oh and no masterbating tonight, Debbie might want you to give her a nice hard FUCK tomorrow." Jess said.

They laughed as they entered her room.

I cleaned as quickly as I could and shut the T.V. off and went to bed. It was hard to relax. My heart was pounding at the possibility of seeing Debbie again.

I woke up the next morning feeling better then I have in a long time. It was good I had lost weight since seeing Debbie and her gang of friends. It was the best I looked in a long time. I was finally gonna get rid of that damned nickname and get my old girlfriend back tonight. Tonight. I was gonna be a true man. I spent the day cleaning every once of our apartment meticulously. I even went out and got a special bottle of a very expensive Tequila that was Debbie's favorite. I was feeling very confident. Before I realized it, it was evening and people were showing up and the party was under way.

I collected coats and cleaned spills her and there as Jess pointed them out to me but for the most part I was a regular guy at a party. Albeit the wallflower of the party who no one really talked to. Jess came walking over. Her tits practically spilling out of her top. She must be wearing some sort of pushup bra. I blushed as she got close.

"Someone got sick in your bathroom. Clean it up." she said with a very stern look on her face. It was an inconvenience at her party and I was to blame for not cleaning it up fast enough. I went in and cleaned and unclogged for a few minutes. But when I got out it was the moment I was waiting for. Mandy and a few of the other girls were mingling around and then I saw her. Debbie had shown up. She was there with Billy, and a few of his friends as well. That wasn't going to stop me from winning her over tonight.

She looked great with her low cut t-shirt and pair of black pants that appeared to be some sort of yoga pant. It didn't matter that the pants were stretched so tight they were see through since you could see the top of her pink thong coming out of the tops of her pants. Complete with a pair of extra tall clunky high heels. She looked great, but tonight was about proving to her that I was a real man.

I walked over to her shaking like a leaf. She turned to face me. Billy was standing right behind her wrapped over her with his hands sliding along her hips as his head hovered over her shoulder staring me down.

"Um, uh, hi Debbie. I got you your favorite tequila." It didn't come out as smooth as I planned it going. It came out just desperate. But tonight was about proving to her I was a real man. I could still recover.

"Aww, that's sweet." she said taking the bottle and handing it back to Billy as the two shared a knowing glance. Billy instantly opened it and started to pass it around with his guys.

I started to open the conversation, "So, um, how have you be-"

"Sooo" she interrupted, "listen, Billy and his friends need to borrow money to go to the corner and get some *****. Do you think he can borrow some money?"

Not going as I planned but I didn't want to seem cheap in front of her. I looked up to respond and that's when I noticed her lips. She usually applied heavy makeup but tonight in particular she had a very deep red that made her lips seem so moist and kissable.

"How about it?" Billy added over her shoulder, "Like 100 bucks should get me and my boys takes."

"Sure, whatever you say Billy." I said. Oh my god. Why did I just say that in front of Debbie. I think I was legitimately afraid of Billy and I knew how easily he could get money from me. It just slipped out. Debbie smiled an empathetic smile as I handed over the money to Billy. She turned and embraced him in a passionate kiss before he walked back over to his friends. I thought I was finally going to get some alone time to prove my manhood and how well I'd been doing when Mandy came over.

"There you are bitchtits!" she said wrapping me in a prissy hug. "The girls and I were just talking about how we missed having you around.

"Re-Really" I said genuinely excited.

"Well yea," she continued. It was hard to focus with her wearing a skirt so short I was catching glimpses of her panties as she was just standing there. "Nobody entertained us like you. You were better than our Real Housewives shows. But it looks like you've been skimping on your diet."

"Yea," Debbie chimed in, "What happened to your nice sexy tits. Don't you want nice big titties like us?"

The girls laughed as they played jokingly with their breasts.

"Well I've um, been trying to lose weight." I meekly replied.

"Oh are you gonna get a nice hard six-pack?" Debbie said as they both laughed. "Well stop. You were way funnier to look at when you were fatter."

"See?," Mandy said, "Debbie thinks you should, so it looks like you're doing it. Come with me.”

She dragged me to the fridge. "Let's see what we have here." Everyone was looking at what was going on now. "Ah," she said, "some slices of cheese and some nice creamy salad dressing. It'll be a show for everyone here bitchtits. Eat!"

Billy came back now and stepped over to Debbie as they cuddled up next to each other as they watched the show with a mix of disgust and humor. The night was definitely not going the way I had imagined. Everyone began to cheer as I picked up the bottle. I brought it close to my lips when Mandy tilted it back and powerd it down my throat. I finished it all. Dressing, cheese, and all.

"There," Mandy said, "now don't skimp on your diet again if you want nice perky tits like us. Well you're tits are gonna get so big and saggy you'll look like some aged bimbo." she said with a laugh.

And just like that the party continued. I didn't know exactly what to do but I began to follow Debbie around waiting for a good chance to talk to her. I still had an ace up my sleeve about how I was able to move on with Lucy, well, sort of. I was hoping her seeing I could talk to other girls would get her jealous. In the mean time I followed her around like a little puppy. Holding things as she told stories to her girlfriends or wanted to cuddle with Billy some more. After a while Jessica took her into another room while I waited around outside. Billy had called me over to pour up the shots for him and his friends like I was some barmaid. A little later they came out and she walked over.

"Aww, thanks for letting bitchtits here hang out with you guys, hon." she said to Billy.

Billy reclined in his seat with a smile.

"Is it fun hanging with all the big men, little guy?" she said to me with a sympathetic smile.

The guys got rowdy again around their shots.

"Pour us another one, bitch" Billy said.

"Sure thing, Billy" I said as I poured each of them up.

Debbie let out a belly laugh. "Mandy was right. Between your tits and the way you follow a man's orders you are gonna make a great bimbo housewife someday."

I struggled to defend myself when she caught me off guard. She got close to me. She grabbed me by the hand and started to walk and talk with me.

"So, Jessica tells me you're seeing a new girl. Lucy right?" It wasn't the way I wanted to tell it to her. Now it seemed like she had the upper hand, but at least she knew.

"Uh, well yea, I guess so." I said getting nervous.

"I think it is so great you are moving on a little bit. I was beginning to think you were gonna move in with Kim just to keep close to my family. So tell me, have you had sex?"

I didn't know what to say. I wasn't coming across as the man I wanted to show her at all. Everything that came out of me was meek and pathetic. "Um, n-no, she uh, she won't let me do that yet."

She stifled a giggle. "Oh, well that's too bad. Me and Billy fuck all the time. Well, I'm sure she has a nice tight pussy" She reached down to grab a beer. She took big swigs. She always did. "What was it that you used to say about my pussy? That it was the sweetest tasting thing you ever had right?"

"Oh, well, well yea I guess I did say that-"

"Well this poor girl, Lucy, right? What do you think her pussy tastes like in comparimister to mine? It must taste just terrible in comparimister, right?" She was kind of pushing her breasts toward me.

"Yea, you're probably right."

"So is it better to keep lusting after a taste of the world's sweetest pussy, or maybe get a chance to have sex with some rank ass pussy?" She now backed away and put her hands on her hips eyeing me down.

"The, the, uh, the sweetest pussy, Debbie."

"Yea, I was just checking" she said with a big smile. "Well I'm gonna go back with Billy. I'm so glad you're really over me." she said very patronizingly.

As she walked away I couldn't help but stare at her swaying ass and hips tucked tight into her pants. The glimpse of her thong sticking out, taunting me. What I would give to just be able to sniff her pussy again. And then something happened. I was staring at her ass as she bent down to Billy sitting at the table and I lost it. I just couldn't control it anymore and I let loose. I didn't even realize what was happening but sure enough, it was. My eyes fluttered as I felt myself squirming as I ejeculated into my pants. Someone called out, "What the fuck are you doing?" By the time I collected my composure everyone was staring and absolutely cracking up as they pointed at me. I looked at Debbie's ass one last time, then to the crotch of my pants which were now stained through.

Debbie was walking past me with Billy in tow. She laughed, then put on a mock frown.

"Awww, looks like you're not over me, Bitchtits. That's okay. I think it’s cute.

She left and I quickly scurried to my room to clean up.

"Oh no," Jessica said, "This is too funny. I don't think I've ever seen someone premature ejaculate from just staring at their ex's butt! You're wearing that all night, cumstain!" She let out a snicker.

And that was that. Debbie was back in my life.
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