Chained to You

The way he knew exactly what I wanted. How he knew my favorite places in town, how we always had sex after our dates. Why did it have to end? Was I not enough for the relationship? And if so, why did he stay with me for two years? Was I not the kind of girlfriend he wanted?

My name is Wanda, and me and my boyfriend broke up 3 months ago. I still struggle trying to get over him. We had been dating for 2 years, and everything was wonderful. Near the time of our break up, I could have never Imagined that we would break up. There were no signs of it whatsoever. He just came to me one day, one particular day right after a day where we went on a great date together, and said he wanted to break up.

He did not give me concrete reasons, and just said he thought we should start seeing other people and that he did not want to be in a relationship with me anymore. But why? Just a day before, we were smiling and kissing and having fun together, and the next, he comes up to me and says he does not want to be with me anymore, and that we should see other people. Where is the logic to this? Why didn’t he hint something before, or said if something was bothering him?

We have not talked since, but I still think of him a lot. I have him blocked everywhere, so I won’t be able to see him or contact him. I’m pretty sure he blocked me as well. But why, such a loving and warm relationship had to crash and end so suddenly, when everything was going well? I can’t seem to grasp the concept that we’re over, even if there is not much to understand out of the situation.

I can’t help but imagine him with me. I bought a vibrator after we broke up, to please me myself since I did not (And still don’t) want to see other guys. It’s a big vibrator. Last night I just turned it on, right after I showered, and held it softly against my pussy as it vibrated. My pussy started to ooze its warm juice after a few moments, and then I decided to penetrate into my pink vagina. I went in deep with the vibrator, which felt almost as good as a cock, and started to moan while I squeezed my boob with my free hand. After a few minutes, I started to squirt like a fountain.

I pulled the vibrator out and into my pussy over and over, to let my juices flow out in big squirts. I continued like that, getting lost in thought, thinking of how my ex fucked me almost every day, when suddenly someone rang the doorbell, and knocked me back to reality. I quickly put on my clothes, drying my pussy swiftly with a towel, then made my way to my house’s door. It was some delivery guy that was bringing me a new pair of shoes I had ordered off ebay a week prior. I quickly received the parcel, still angry I was stopped in the middle of my masturbation.

I went back to my house and opened the package to inspect it. Black heels I ordered specifically to go clubbing; the first part of my plan to start forgetting my ex and maybe meet another man. I took my clothes off and put the heels on, then began to strut around my house. I stopped in front of my big mirror to look at how sexy I looked. Why someone as hot as me had to long for a guy that dropped me as if nothing?

I looked at my long red hair, which was originally blonde, my plump lips and my vagina which was still red from my moment of fun just minutes ago, and I could not help but direct my fingers at it again. I put one finger inside and opened my legs, crouching slightly, then began to finger myself with force in front of the mirror as I watched. Then, I went to look for the vibrator and returned to look at myself in front of the mirror, with my new heels on, and I turned on the vibrator. I put it against my yearning pussy, teasing it as usual before going in with the machine.

I began to fuck myself with the vibrator in front of the mirror, and I watched as it dripped my warm juices down to the floor. I started the motion I was doing previously, and started to pull the vibrator in and out of my pussy to make me squirt. In one moment, I squirted so much that it reached the mirror and left it a wet mess. That’s when I felt satisfied. I cleaned the mirror then went to lay down in my big bed.

I may still be chained to my ex boyfriend in my head, but I sure do have fun without him. Maybe it’s time to let loose of these chains.