("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2012. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- My Fiancée and Her Ex by Dane Carlisle (dane.carlisle@yahoo.com) *** A newly engaged college couple get their first real test, when her ex transfers to their school. (MF, reluc, mast, anal, voy, swinger) *** Dane was miserable. He sat alone in the living room of his college apartment, his face flush, sighing and groaning. He kept glancing at the time. 9 p.m. His fiancée had left for her date with her ex two hours before. They were probably at his place. It made him sick to think of it, and it was all he could think about. For a month it had been all he wanted to think about. His grades were in ruins. His boss at work was ready to cut him lose any day. He didn't care. Right now his fiancée Meagan, the only girl he sure he'd ever loved, was fucking her ex-boyfriend two blocks away. How did it get to this point? It was four months back that Meagan had first been contacted by Michael. He was transferring to their college, and he didn't know anyone else in town. She was making dinner with Dane when she told him. "He just wants to meet people, it's no big deal," Meagan said as she dropped spaghetti into a pot on the stove. "I'll introduce him to some of my girlfriends and he'll find his own group pretty soon. Probably the potheads. You know how he is." She rolled her eyes. Yes, Dane recalled how he was. Meagan had a complicated past with Michael. She was wilder before she moved to Colorado and met Dane. When they first started dating she drove Dane wild with stories of skinny dips in the moonlight, threesomes with Michael and his buddies, loose sex of every type. It was all Dane could do to imagine his gorgeous fiancée, sucking Michael's generous-sized cock while a buddy took her sweet ass from behind. The stories left Dane shaking with need. After a night of sex with Meagan he would often masturbate in a frenzy, imagining her in countless scenarios. Most of them had involved Michael. She had described Michael's body to Dane in detail. Michael was a laid-back stoner type, but he was a beast in bed and had the cock to go with it. He was nine inches uncut. That was the cock that had taken his fiancée's virginity, and Dane would never forget it. He was a good size himself, but Meagan's pussy was well trained long before Dane ever got his first chance. And what a pussy she had. She was a petite, pale redhead with light freckles. She had killer green eyes and a long flow of strawberry blonde hair. The beautiful contours of her dancer body were accentuated with luscious B-cup breasts and pink, soft nipples that were a treat for the tongue. Her ass was firm and rounded out her yoga pants like a dream. Men usually shut up and gladly did what she wanted. Dane was no exception. And for two years she had been Michael's. They weren't happy years for her. She wouldn't have stayed so long except Michael had some sort of influence on her Dane didn't understand. When she reminisced the story would begin with how big a bastard Michael had been to her one time, and the story would end with some risky sex act they had performed to make up. She had avoided any contact with him after they broke up, and Dane was glad for it. But all that changed the day Meagan showed up at the apartment, shaking with rage. Dane held her sweet body closes, and asked her what was wrong. "Michael's moving here. What am I going to do? He's going to want to see me, meet you," she said. "I don't know what to do." "Well, tell him you don't want to see him. Tell him to fuck off," Dane said. Just thinking of him made him want to punch somebody. "Or don't tell him anything." Meagan shrugged and sighed. "That's no good, he'll just think I'm afraid of him, afraid of what he'll think of me. He'd love that. He'd get off on it.' "Who cares what he thinks?" Dane asked angrily. "No, I should just show him it's no big deal to us. Then he'll leave me alone." Dane was silent for a minute. Finally he pulled Meagan close and kissed her. "If you say so. I've got your back." "I know you do, babe," she said, running her hands up under his shirt, then down the back of his pants. Dane's cock swelled. "You're always here for me. I'm not worried. Hell, we might just have some fun out of all this." Her fingernails teased along the front of his jeans, finding the zipper, pulling it down, causing him to gasp. "Do you think… do you think he'll want to sleep with you?" Dane couldn't hide the insecurity in his voice. His breathing quavered as she teased his cock out of his boxers to play with it. "Hmmm. Maybe. He's shit out of luck, though. I'm a one man type of girl." She licked his lips and parted them with her tongue. Dane moaned. His hands dove into her workout pants, finding her tight anus and teasing it. "What will you do if he tries?" He couldn't let it go. The more turned on he got, the more he wanted to think about it. "I'll say no, duh." Meagan laughed. "Are you really worried about it?" "Well, you've told me how big an influence Michael used to have on you. All the things you did in spite of yourself." Just thinking about them got his cock dripping wet and put a red flush in his cheeks and on his chest. "It's true. But I'm different now. Stronger. And I've got an incredible man who loves me." With that Meagan kissed his lips one last time, then his chin, his neck, and so on down until her mouth sank onto his cock, making him cry out. It was later that night when Dane proposed. Two weeks later Meagan got a call from Michael. He had just moved into the college apartments down the street and wanted to know if she and Dane would like to hang out Friday. "I can't, I have to work that night," Dane said after checking his work schedule. "Damn. Friday night's the only night this week that will work for me…" Meagan said, as if she were still considering it. "Well, can it wait until next week?" Dane asked, surprised at her hesitation. "I guess, but he starts his new job next week, too. We'll hardly see each other." Dane didn't see why that was such a bad thing. "So Friday is pretty much it?" "It'll be okay, I'll ask Sarah and Cathryn to go with me," she said. "So you need a cock block?" Dane asked bitterly. "Don't be that way. We're engaged now! If we can't trust each other with this we're in real trouble." "I know, I'm sorry. I do trust you," Dane said. "I mean, it's not a big deal. What's the worst that could happen, right?" "Right! At worst it's just me having sex with a guy I've already had sex with like a zillion times before," she said with a laugh. Dane's stomach did a flip. The way she said it she almost sounded like she could be serious. His heart banged against his ribs and he felt light-headed. "Sure. I guess so," he mumbled. He unconsciously reached for his erection, which was throbbing now. "Dane, honey, did you think I was serious?" she asked in genuine surprise. Then she noticed his erection. "Oh my god, you did. And--" "And I liked it." Dane said in a strained voice. He had never admitted it to himself but the thought of Meagan in bed with another man drove him wild. He wanted it to happen. To see it. To have her tell him about it. Meagan looked at him strangely, saying nothing for a moment. They both sat in silence, then she reached for her phone. "I'm telling Michael we're on for Friday." Dane looked at her with wild eyes. "Are you going to fuck him?" She kept her eyes on the phone. "Stranger things have happened," she said. Friday night rolled around and Dane called in sick to work. He knew she was going to meet Michael at seven. As to what would happen after that, he had no idea. The seconds crawled by, somehow pooling up into hours, and Dane masturbated frantically thinking about Meagan on top of Michael the way she used to describe. "My Kegels were always so tight from dance, it would hurt like hell the first time he pushed into me," she would recall. "I would literally be crying. But he did it slowly, over and over. Speeding up little by little, until oh my God…" She would trail off. "And he was so long! So careful not to hit my cervix too hard, but now and then he would remind me that he could. And when he made me cum really good, he'd pull out and line that thing up with my asshole." She would just sigh. Dane would listen close, memorizing every detail, reliving it. He could only imagine the anal sex. Meagan had never wanted to do it with him. "It takes patience, honey. You just don't have the patience to do it right." He would promise to have more patience, and sometimes she would relent, but he never seemed to have enough to satisfy her. Ten o'clock passed. Eleven. Midnight passed and Dane couldn't masturbate anymore. He was out of stamina, out of lust, and his fiancée was still fucking another man. He was lying in bed sobbing when she came through the front door around 2am. He was ready to tell her the engagement was off. She kicked off her shoes by the front door and came in the bedroom, easing into the bed next to him. "How was he," Dane asked in a voice cracked from sobbing. "He was good. It was different tonight. Not like old times. But good." "Will you tell me about it," he asked. "On the condition that you'll still be my sweet husband," she said, squeezing his hand. "Of course," he said. "Good." She hugged him tight. "We didn't use a condom, so it's a good thing I'm getting married." She laughed that laugh again. "But mostly he fucked my ass.. It was his roommate that got my pussy the most." Dane didn't know any more if she was serious or not. He didn't know anything anymore. He just knew he wanted her to fuck Michael again as soon as possible, and that he wanted to watch. END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 73