Two of Swords

It wasn't her fault, it wasn't. When she met Tom he was charming, caring, secure in himself and in his sexuality. The man she tried to avoid lately was a shell of who she met, the man that saved her from her asshole ex.

Now as the years went on her head would replay her most exciting sexual times, but not about Tom. Her intimacy with Tom dwindled to the bare minimum either of them had, so it wasn't her fault if she silently thought of how her ex stretched her open and rutted into her like property.

So as Tom slept next to her, she pulled out her phone to the picture Jason, her ex, had sent her while she was eating with Tom.

"🫣🫣" was all she could reply, the picture was of Jason's thick cock. The same cock that turned her into a mommy. The same cock that had made her cheat on Tom so many times over. But no matter how many times her and Tom fought about her and Jason her response to him was always praise to his cock.

"I already know I'm bigger than him atp lol" She received the message and couldn't help but feel sick, but as her stomach turned her pussy throbbed and her fingers couldn't help moving on their own. She typed out a response to try and stay strong but before she could send it she received another.

"Remember how you came on it while he was home alone crying?"

Fuck, was all she could think. She looked back up at the picture and couldn't help her thighs squeezing together. Tom could never command her body like Jason does, he could never compete with only his manhood alone either, as Tom would need two of his cocks to pleasure her as Jason's chode could.

"You have to stop, he's sleeping in right next to me..."

"Did I ask?" She read the words and her heart fluttered, for a moment she remembered all the times tom has pissed her off, all the moments where he should have shut up and listen to her, and finally all the moments his limp dick couldn't get the job done- Jason never had that problem.

Her eyes trailed back up to the picture of her exes cock, throbbing, huge, her finger tips didn't touch when she used to jerk him off when he would play games. Her pussy was wetter than it had been, and she only gets this wet when Tom angrily exclaims how Jason's bigger cock fucked her.

She couldn't help it, tom was nice sometimes, great with her kids, and did a lot of domestic household stuff that frankly her ex didn't need to do. Tom was a picture perfect cuck, and even if his dick wasn't small Jason's was bigger. Jason reached parts of women that Tom would never feel and Jason has gotten away with a lot more than just sending his dick to Jennie when Tom slept.

It wasn't her fault, when he looked at the whole picture- which she was now. Jason had sent a Live Photo of his cock throbbing with the caption "he could never", Her eyes widened as she squeezed her thighs and came again. And again. And again.

"🥰🥵 I want to see you cum"

"Show me where my babies came from" she sent a picture but he didn't reply for a minute, she began to get anxious and suddenly her phone rang with a video chat. Her pussy was soaked and this crossed whatever line she had in her own head. Her feet moved on their own, Jennie needed to see his cock cum, she already came this far. She snuck out of bed from Tom, something Jason used to tell her to do a lot, she sat on the living room couch and spread her legs, answering the video chat.

His cock throbbed in full view as he stroked his cock, in full view was her pussy as well, clearly soaked with the light from her phone. She began rubbing quickly, her fingers tracing her pussy and finally spreading her cheating hole for him.

"I can't even tell he fucked you..."

"He's not you..." she whispered. Jason was clearly drunk but how much he desired her was too powerful. It didn't matter if she was with someone else, his cock and his status, how much she needed his family more than Tom's, Jason was always going to have a hold of her. Even the most primal parts of her mind belonged only to him.

It only took two minutes, but Jason came and stood hard the whole time, throbbing and silent. Her eyes widened as her pussy throbbed and came again, making her cover her mouth and hold the phone shaking with her other hand.

As soon as the call was done Jason hung up, Jennie sat on the couch for a second before feeling an intense guilty rise with her falling orgasm. She quickly went to her messages and deleted the texts and call log so Tom would never know.

After 10 minutes she stood up and got back in bed, quietly. Tom rolled over and to hold her in his sleep, his thin dick pressing against her ass. He moved his hand to her him but her body moved away from him, so he rolled over. Jennie laid in bed, her head working on ways to get over to Jason's house in the most inconspicuous way this week... it wasn't her fault.