I know I don’t cope with things like most girls do, but I don’t…

I know I don’t cope with things like most girls do, but I don’t really care right now! I just found out that my boyfriend of ten years has been cheating on me for the past three years. He’s been fucking this girl that I thought was my friend and I’m so fucking pissed off that I could fucking kill someone! There is so much anger and hate inside of me that the only solution is a solution I haven’t used in over ten years. But desperate times called for desperate measures and before I knew it I was double-stuffed with cocks. 

It’s been a while since I cheated, but it’s like riding a bike. If you’ve done it once, you can do it a thousand times and right now a thousand rounds of being double-stuffed with cocks sounds like a great idea. He hurt me so much, but these cocks are hurting me even worse. Soon my holes will feel just like my heart, used up and destroyed. Maybe then I will cum hard enough to make the pain disappear. Maybe then my orgasms will overtake my pain for just long enough for me to forget for a few moments the pain of my life and the hurt I’ve endured. 

Maybe if I just keep letting these cocks double fuck me I’ll get over the anger and the fear and I can be with my boyfriend again. Maybe I’ll feel like I’ve evened up the score and we can go on in our relationship as if nothing ever happened, forgiving and forgetting. Except, fucking these cocks have jogged my memory for something I’d long forgotten. I’d been faithful to my boyfriend for so long that I almost lost myself. Somehow along the way I’d given up the very center of me, the slut part. Now, with two cocks doubly penetrating me it’s all coming back, all the things I did before I met him; the late nights, the droves of cocks, the cum they sprayed up inside of me. 

No I was remembering, my orgasms reminding me how shitty monogamy had truly been. Why had I wanted to be with only one guy anyway? I could have been cheating and getting fucked like this the whole time, but instead I’d been faithful to him. For what? So he could cheat on me?

Somehow I’d let my relationship derail me from my true purpose, which is to be a slut. Somehow I’d gone off track and become this monogamous cliche. Well fuck that. Not anymore. I was a slut and I was going to continue being a slut from now on. My boyfriend cheating on me sucked, but it was probably the best thing that could have ever happened to me. Now I’m reconnected with my inner sluttiness and now I’m going to let tons of guys DP me from now on. No one cheats on me and gets away with it! I hope my boyfriend is happy. He re-awakened the inner slut inside of me with his cheating, and now there is no going back. 

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