You Should Be Angry...But You're Turned On

You're supposed to be mad when your girlfriend cheats on you. You're supposed to be pissed off, in fact. You're supposed to break up with her. You're supposed to want to punch the guy that fucked her.

That's not you, though. You should feel that way, but you don't.

Your girlfriend loves going out with her friends. They go to bars and clubs. They dance. They drink. They have fun. It's happened dozens of times since you started dating, so you never think anything of it.

Something is different tonight, though. You can tell from the moment she walks through the door. She looks different. When you get closer, she smells different. In fact, she smells like a man.

"Did you dance with a guy?" you ask.

She looks up at you, searches your face for a few seconds, and nods.

Unexplained desire compels you to lean in and kiss her. She seems hesitant at first, but you grab her ass and pull her closer and her lips part so your tongues can mingle. There's something different, though.

"Did you...did you kiss him?"

She nods, though this time she looks away.

For reasons beyond your comprehension, you lean down and kiss her neck. Your cock comes alive as you do so. You lift the back of her tight dress, exposing her ass and the simple black thong running between her cheeks.

"Was it a good kiss?" you ask with both distress and arousal in your voice.

"Yes," she whispers.

You kiss your girlfriend again, this time even more passionately than before. You run your fingers over her inner thighs and slip them into her panties. You push between her plump labia and deep into the wetness you find there, fingering her vigorously as she grips your shoulders, tilts her head back, and moans.

"You're really wet," you say. "Really fucking wet."

She steps back and your wet fingers fall to your side. She pushes the straps of her dress from her shoulders and works it over her breasts and hips and down to the floor. Her chest is flushed red. You can see her tits through her sheer bra and they look as though they'd been manhandled.

"I thought our relationship was going to end tonight," she says.

Your girlfriend reaches back and unhooks her bra. She lowers her panties and steps out of them.

"I thought for sure you'd break up with me when I told you what I did."

She steps closer and unbuttons your shirt as you caress her hips.

"But your dick can't tell a lie," she says softly. "You like that I was with another guy tonight."

She runs her fingers over your bare chest before removing your shirt. She caresses your cock through your jeans as the weight of the fact that she fucked someone else finally hits you.

"Did you...did you have sex with him?" you ask.

She lifts your fingers to her lips and takes them in her mouth. Her tongue swirls around them and she tastes her juices while nodding and batting her eyes at you.

"I fucked someone else," she says. "And your dick is hard as a rock. You like that I cheated on you. You like that someone else's dick was in my pussy tonight."

You know you shouldn't like it. You also know that she's right. You like that she cheated on you. You like that someone else's dick was in her pussy.

"Say it," she says. "Tell me that it turns you on that I cheated on you."

She unbuttons your jeans and they fall to the floor. Your underwear follows. She takes your cock in her hand and you look down. You're rock hard. There's no denying your arousal. It's impossibly foolish to even consider doing so.

"I'm turned on."

She smiled and leaned in. Her lips caressed your neck and she kissed you softy. "Tell me that you like that I cheated on you."

"Fuck...I like that you cheated on me," you admit.

She kisses you deeply. Her tongue probes your mouth in the most erotic manner imaginable.

"Do you like that I sucked his cock?" she whispers. "That you just kissed the lips that were wrapped around another man's dick?"

You feel your dick throb in her hand. You feel precum pour from the tip. She seems to delight in your arousal as she strokes you slowly.

"Yes," you admit. "The sex...was it good?"

"It was fucking great," she replies.

You groan.

"Do you want me?" she asks. "Or do you want to dump me because I was a slut that gave her pussy to another guy?"

"I want to fuck you," you admit.

She releases your cock and walks past you. You follow your girlfriend into the bedroom. She looks over her shoulder, smiles, and crawls into your bed. She rolls onto her back and spreads her legs, inviting you between them.

You crawl on top of her. Your cock rubs against her pussy lips.

"I've never fucked two guys on the same day," she says. "And I'll bet you've never fuck a girl right after someone else's cock was in her pussy."

You slide into her.

"Take me back, baby," she says. "Reclaim me. Make me yours again."

You fuck your girlfriend. You fuck her hard. Every thrust is blissful. Sex has never felt this good and it's all because you know that someone else was inside her, that someone else's cock traveled in the same place your cock is now traveling.

"Fuck," you say.

"You feel so good," she says. "Cum in me, baby. Cum in me and take me back."

You fuck her harder. You take her pussy back from the guy she gave it to. Your girlfriend has a loud orgasm as she wraps her arms and legs around you. You cum inside her and your body shudders from the overwhelming pleasure as you collapse on top of her.

Afterwards, you pull out and roll onto your back. She cuddles with you and kisses your neck.

"Just so you know, I'm going to give my pussy away again. Next weekend, probably."

"I can't wait to take it back," you reply.

The cheating should bother you, but it doesn't. You're just built differently and there's nothing wrong with that.