The warning he ignored

A few years ago I had a boyfriend. He was really calm, really… I don’t know, let’s say boring. But he was obsessed with me, seriously. He begged me for a date, always texting me, and I set my boundaries, I stopped him. I always told him I’m not a woman who wants a relationship because I’m not made for one man. I like to explore, I like to have fun.

He never stopped insisting and insisting. I honestly told him I’d even be unfaithful to him, but he wouldn’t stop.

So I gave him a chance and we were together for a few months. One day I went out partying and met this gorgeous tall man, dark-skinned, tattooed, and super hot. We danced some salsa, I shook my ass for him, and well… certain things happened.

I took him to my place. Obviously we fucked, but this guy loved to fuck rough, haha. He fucked me spectacularly, a huge dick. He fucked me in the ass, made me deep-throat him. Well, he gave it to me like I was missing it (and I was). After a while of fucking, hahaha, he put me in my living room, on all fours, completely naked, and I was getting it from behind, hahaha, and then the boyfriend shows up.

For context, I had given him an emergency key, if I asked for it and all that. But I always told him to obviously call me on the phone if he was coming over and stuff. Well, not at all. The guy opened the door and found me with that big dick well nailed inside me, hahahahaha. He freaked out horribly.

I mean, it’s not bad that he got upset, but I warned him, right?