One of my then girlfriends who went to college moved into the city where i lived, as we lived a distance apart, and took up a 4 year college course. She found her own small two apartment in an older house that was split into 6 small apartments and on the bus route close enough to the college. At the time i was living at home, working, and was glad she moved closer as we could see each other daily. I was aware of her playing with others from time to time and although it did cause some arguments, I turned a blind eye mostly. Usually she was upfront about all of it the day after it happened on a night out and things like that but what came next surprised me.

After moving into the apartment and getting to know the other people in the apartments, she set to her college routine. As I worked shift from 6am-2pm one week and then 2pm-10pm ther other, we got to see each other more one one week than the other. reason being is that she was an early to bed type. She always was, so for me to finish work, go home, and over to her place it would be midnight, so that weas a no-no. And so for the next two months we settled into that way of life.  

One time was I was over in late afternoon, she went up stairs to the above apartment for sugar for me. She doesn't take any, doesn't usually have it, and let's be honest, as a student, you only buy what you use. Who has time for guests? I decided to stay longer this time for dinner and didn't leave until near 9pm. I left as the guy upstairs was starting to fuck his girlfriend and my girlfriend just rolled her eyes saying 'Here we go again!'. We kissed, said goodnight and i went home. Thought nothing of it.

Next day, I asked if they kept her up long with their noise and she got mad angry saying she complained to them and let them have it as it was gone 3am and it was a fucking disco up there at this stage. She was up for early college and was genuinely pissed off. So I told her not to let it get to her and I'll see her later. She asked me to skip a visit as she was tired and needed sleep. So I agreed and arranged another day. I got home from work at my usual 2pm and it was strange not to get ready to get over, and then I just got this sinking feeling. I sent her a text message and no answer. I caleed, same again; no answer. Unusual. I felt something was up, so I cycled over. No one answered the door so I went around the back where her bedroom window faced the small back garden. Curtains were drawn as usual when she is out, so I just assumed she wasn't there. or maybe fast alsleep trying to catch up. No one used the garden as it was over grown, tiny, and really only a small yard with a tree. I pulled out my phone and hesitated to send a txt. I flipped it closed and walked through the side passage to get back out to my bike and go home. As I got halfway down the passageway there is a small, round, vent and I could hear voices come through it. It leads into her small kitchen, and listening I could hear voices; hers, and someone else's, a man's. I listened closer and could hear her say 'He's still around, the bike is there.' I knew she meant me, she knew I was there, because she was in there! I decided to cycle off, turn around the corner, dump the bike, scale the back wall, and into the back yard. Just then I got a txt from her, 'Sorry i missed your txts and calls, fell asleep, and staying in bed, see you tomorrow.' I said OK, and told her I'd see her tomorrow. She replied that she was switching off her phone so she wont be disturbed. And that was it. I stood outside her bedroom window and waited. Nothing. I walked back up the side passage and listened. Nothing. All in my imagination I thought to myself and felt stupid, so I decided to leave as it was all probably innocent, but it bothered me about that guy.

I looked at the yard wall to climb back over to my bike, and then at her back window, I noticed it moved. I knew I couldn't walk out the front as I'd be scene, so stood I started to climb the tree to get out and saw the curtain still moving, so i waited. It stopped moving. I got down off the tree and made my way over and peered through the window to see if I could see in. I couldn't but i knew she was in there, and by the sound of another voice, she wasn't alone. That man was still in there too. The old sash windows are not exactly noise proof, so I could hear them laughing and then nothing. 'Light on or off?', a man's voice said, 'Too dark in here, I want to see what I'm mounting!', and he laughed. 'Fuck the light. Open the curtains a little and open my legs a lot!', came the reply. I moved back quickly and the curtains opened about one foot apart. The guy lookied out to check the yard and disappeared. My heart was beating in my throat as this point and all I wanted to do was run away, but no, i stayed, and waited. I moved inch by inch to see if I could see in the room, and I could.

Her bed faces the window on the far wall with a metal rail type headboard topped with metal balls. Her blankets covered her completely as she hid under them and I couldn't see how she was lying or sitting on the bed. It looked like a blanket mountain that she was under. Strange. And then the guy got on the bed behind her obscuring my view. All I could see was his naked arse looking right back at me not six foot from the window. He was kneeling away from me and started to raise the blankets. moving closer to her, I could see she was doggy style with legs spread wide and face down on the bed under the rest of the blankets. Her hands reached up and head the bars of the headboard on each side as he positioned himself right up close behind her. His hands moved to her hips and he prodded at her once or twice and then with an almighty force he just rammed his cock right into her. She cried out a lot! I was shocked, but he moved back again, and rammed right into her again, then again, and again, until her cries died down, and he moved smoother in and out of her until he had a steady stroke going. Not at word was spoken and it didn't take long before he lurched and bucked into her as his arse cheeks clenched and he spilled his load. She never came, or uttered a word. He got off her and I could see her gaped pussy from behind smothered in his cum as it flowed out, and I glanced at him to see a very long and slick with juices cock swing between his legs. 

'I always wanted to be force fucked.', she said turning round. 'And I always wanted to mount a cheating bitch bareback!, came his response. 'Watch this then!', she laughed and grabbed her phone. After a minute or two of her fumbling with it, my phone vibrated. 'I love and miss you.', I read, as her message flashed upon my screen. I responded in kind and added 'Thought you were asleep?' 'Just going now, the guy I complained to upstairs knocked down to me to say he was sorry and he'd make it up to me.', she replied. 'How will he make it up to you?',I txt back. 'Oh, he said he'd fuck me just like a bitch should be fucked, and you know me, I let him.' I stood there thinking how will I respond to that when another txt arrived, 'Only joking, I've cheated on you before and know it hurt you, bad joke, I'm sorry!! Got to go sleep xx'

To be honest, I didn't respond back for as I looked in the window I saw her shutting down her phone without checking and she laughed at the guy standing before her in the room with a ranging hard on again, 'See? If you fuck me like a bitch, I will break his fucking heart slowly over time!', she smiled at him and then he pulled her hair up in a bunch and stood her up. 'I'm going to fuck you like a bitch until you dump him, then I'll dump you. So it's up to you as to how long you want this to continue.' 

'A long, long, time.' She replied and sank to her knees to suck him as he stood there. I watched their twisted sex life develop for the next year after that moment that slowly turned me into the perverted emotional masochist I am today. And yes, I jerk to it to this day.