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Some of you might remember me. I posted under a different ironman name up until recently. I deleted my account, because it got hacked. Some of the stories I posted over the last couple of years are gone forever from reddit, so I figured I would come back and start posting some old ones to make sure they aren't lost. I will post new stories as well when I have a chance. Here is an old one. Hope you enjoy: Like I've said in previous posts. I figured it would be fun to go back to my promiscuous (man-whore) days and recall some of the stories from back then. I'm generally considered a really good-looking guy (used to model, 6’3", dark hair, blue eyes, swimmers build, workout regularly), so that enabled me to have quite a fun sex life. These stories are 100% true and not embellished in any way. I think that a straight honest story even if not as exciting at times is a bigger turn on, so that is what I will continue to try to give. I walked up the sidewalk and as I neared the front door I could hear the rumble of a party. I knew I was at the right place. I knocked a couple of times and waited, but no one came. I could hear a few people in the backyard, so I walked around to the side of the house and peered over the fence. I made eye contact with my friend Brian who was standing with a beer in his hand talking to two girls I didn’t recognize. He walked over and let me in through the gate. We greeted each other with a half hug and he walked me to the kitchen where I could grab a beer. This was our friend Ashley’s party. It was her birthday. I didn’t know Ashley extremely well, but we had a lot of mutual friends. She was more of an acquaintance, but I liked her anytime I spoke with her one-on one. She lived in the house with two roommates, one of whom was Becca, a girl I dated for 6 months a couple of years prior. Becca was someone who I would describe as kind of mousey. She kind of had the nerdy, sexy librarian thing going on. She was very petite, about 5’3", very thin, B cup tits, cute perky ass, and dark brown hair. I always thought she looked a lot like the actress Kristin Kreuk. She was half white/half Korean. She wore red-framed glasses that were sort of the signature of her whole look. We broke up because our schedules did not mesh well. We were hardly able to see each other, which caused strain. We weren’t able to grow as close as we would have liked, so things just kind of fell apart. We had mutual friends, so we still were around each other here and there, but we had both moved on. I was wandering around the house trying to settle on a group of people I wanted to hang with. There were probably 30 people there at that point. I overheard a few people, who I didn’t know, talking about a movie I really liked so I joined in. We were all talking for about 10 minutes when Becca walked up. It turns out she knew these people. They all worked together at her office. Becca looked adorable that night. She had on her signature red-framed glasses, a short black sort of loose flowy skirt, and tight top with straps. Our group conversation sort of fragmented and I was stuck talking to a girl from the group, who was kind of boring me. I noticed Becca talking to one guy from the group. It seemed like they were being flirtatious. It was weird, I felt a little jealous. I had been around her plenty of times since we broke things off, but never felt any sort of jealousy. For some reason that night I did. The night progressed and I progressively got drunker. I spoke to many people that night, but couldn’t keep from glancing around trying to spot Becca the whole night. She was attached at the hip with the guy from her work. I wanted to find a girl at the party, so I could get my mind off of my new jealous feelings. Also, I wanted to possibly make Becca jealous, childish I know. There weren’t many prospects there. Most of the girls I would have wanted to hook up with were there with guys. Closer to the end of the night Becca passed by me alone, so she stopped and said hello. We talked for a couple of minutes. I couldn’t help but ask if she was dating that guy. I asked it in a way that didn’t give away my jealousy. She said she wasn’t dating him and that he just started working at the office a few weeks back. She said that he is just trying to latch onto people and make friends. I didn’t completely buy the vibe she was trying to give off, that she wasn’t into him. He was a tall good looking guy. It really didn’t matter. I was just caught up in one night of drunken jealousy. She said she needed to grab some more drinks for people, so she winked and headed to the kitchen. That was one of her things, she always winked at me, it might sound weird, but it was always adorable. The night started winding down. I was sitting on one of the couches talking to a couple of my friends. Then, I woke up. About an hour had passed. I had fallen asleep while I talking to them. When I woke up they were gone and Ashley was roaming around picking up a few things. A few people were just heading out the front door. Ashley told me I could crash on the couch if I wanted to. I told her I would just head home. I stood up and stumbled a little. She told me to "sit my ass back down." I decided she was right. I sat my ass back down and kicked off my shoes. I slid down and fell asleep on the couch. I woke again about 10 minutes later when Ashley dropped something in the kitchen. She passed by the couch and said she was heading to bed. She turned the lights off, but I was wide-awake all of a sudden. I debated leaving, but again realized I shouldn’t. I got up and headed down the hallway to the restroom to piss. The restroom was about halfway down the hallway. Ashley’s room was on the other side of the house. Becca’s and the other roommate’s rooms were at the end of the hallway. As I got to the bathroom door I could hear some sounds coming from one of the rooms at the end of the hallway. I stood there for a second, but it was hard to tell what it was. I went to the restroom and walked back out into the hallway. I could still hear sounds coming from just down the hall. The other roommate was out of town, so I figured it was coming from Becca’s room or maybe someone else who stayed over in the roommate’s room. I get to the end of the hallway just a couple of feet from Becca’s room and can hear her bed moving around and squeaking. I instantly assume she is in her room fucking that guy I saw her with all night. I inch closer and closer to her door. My cock started getting kind of hard thinking about her just on the other side of the door naked and getting fucked. I know that is a little strange since I was jealous all night, but I guess my hormones took over. I could see that her door was cracked ever so slightly. I could see about a half-inch gap, but it was impossible to see what was going on. I was a little drunk so I got ballsy and as I approached the door I nudged it very lightly. I figured they were probably pretty occupied and wouldn’t notice if the door moved another half-inch. My one worry was that the door would make a sound. Luckily for me it did not. I nudged the door and it cracked open more. I could now see into the room. I was right. It was Becca and that guy. The head of her bed faced away from the door. She was on the bed on all fours facing away from the door as well. My view was mostly of his back and ass as he thrust in and out of her from behind. I could see her right ass cheek and one of her tits bounce and shake with each thrust. She was moaning a steady moan. I stood there for a couple of minutes with a hard cock trying to get a better angle. Right about then they started to change positions. I got scared that they were going to spot me, so I crept back down the hallway. I lie back on the couch and stare at the ceiling trying to work through my thoughts. My cock was still raging hard, but I did feel slight twinges of jealousy. It was strange, because I knew Becca wasn’t someone who really slept around. I guess we all have our times of weakness. I couldn’t fall back asleep. About 20 minutes later the guy passes through the living area and out the front door. I don’t think he noticed me on teen web cam the couch. A few minutes later Becca wanders into the kitchen to grab a glass of water and a snack. She sat down on a chair in the living area and turned on the TV. She didn’t notice I was there until the TV came on and the light illuminated the couch. She jumped and said, "Oh shit, sorry I didn’t know you were here." I said, "no problem." We started talking and bullshitting. I don’t think she knew that I knew she fucked that guy. It never came up. She was sitting in the chair in just her panties, a t-shirt, and red-framed glasses. Again, she didn’t realize anyone else was there. I couldn’t help but stare at her body as she sat there. I think she caught me staring as we were talking, so I just blurted out, "sorry, you just look fucking sexy." She giggled and said, "shut up. I thought you were over me. Didn’t think you looked at me like that anymore." I rolled my eyes and said, "actually you are right. Not sexy at all." Things got progressively more playful and flirtatious. Eventually, I told her I was going to make her sleep on the couch and I was going to sleep in her bed. She said, "fine." She jumped on the couch while I was still lying on it. She was sitting on top of me. I playfully lifted her up and pushed her off of me. I stood up and grabbed her ass quickly before I headed toward the hallway. She squealed and said, "hey, you can’t just grab my ass and run away." I jogged down the hall into her room and closed the door behind me. I jumped on her bed and waited for her to inevitably come in behind me. I quickly noticed a condom wrapper at the top of the trash bin near the bed. She busted in a moment later and ran and jumped in the bed. She playfully tried to get me out of her bed. We wrestled and teased. I let her pin me on the bed. We stopped to catch our breath. Our eyes locked in and she leaned down towards my face. We started kissing intensely. She was grinding her pussy down onto the bulge in my pants. I could feel how wet she was through her panties. I easily raised her shirt over her head and stared at her beautiful bare chest. She leaned in and I began sucking and licking her nipples. She slid my shirt off and quickly kissed down my stomach and lifted the waist of my pants. She was kissing and licking all along the edge, teasing me. After a moment she unbuckled my belt and slid my pants and underwear off. She began licking up and down my cock. She positioned herself between my legs staring up at me. She still had on her red-framed glasses and I could see her beautiful eyes peer through as her mouth began to slide up and down on my cock. After a couple of minutes of that I couldn’t resist any longer. I sat up and grabbed her. I pulled her panties down, revealing her perfectly shaved and soaking wet pussy. I grabbed her and spun her over onto all fours. I lightly grabbed the back of her neck and pushed her head down into the mattress as she arched her back and her ass stuck up in the air. I fingered her from behind for a few moments just taking in the beautiful view. I got behind her and slowly slid my cock in her pussy. She felt so fucking tight. It made me think of the classic narrative of being able to tell if a girl cheated on you, because her pussy is looser after she fucks someone. That wasn’t the case here. I couldn’t tell another guy just fucked her 30 minutes ago. I started fucking her hard. I slammed in and out of her, slapping her ass as I fucked her. Part of me was fucking her hard, because I was jealous all night and I felt like I was somehow conquering her or something. The other part of me was fucking her so hard, because there was just some really intense sexual tension happening. I wondered what she was thinking. I wondered if she was thinking about the fact that she just fucked another guy and was now getting fucked again. I wondered if she felt dirty or naughty, bad or good. I know she was moaning louder while I was fucking her. Maybe she was screaming out, because she felt like she should be fucked hard and punished for being so wild. I continued to pound away. We were both drenched in sweat already. I flipped her over and threw her legs over my shoulders. I slid my cock back in her pussy and watched as her face contorted and mouth stood agape as I began slamming in and out of her again. Stilted gasps began replacing moans. I had to stop going so deep, because she said it was hurting a little. After awhile we flipped over and she began riding my cock. She rode me slowly up and down. She was always really sensitive in this position. After a couple of minutes she started cumming. She shook and arched her neck back. She kept riding me and after another couple of minutes came again. She slid off of my cock and got back down on all fours again. I slid my cock back inside her pussy and fucked her with every ounce of energy I had left. I couldn’t hold out much longer. I began moaning more loudly and slowing down slightly. She could tell I was about to cum and said, "cum in me baby." I lost it right when she said that and began shooting my cum deep inside her. She let out deep moans and then fell forward into her mattress. I collapsed partly on her and partly on the mattress. We were both completely exhausted. We didn’t talk much the rest of that night. We both just kind of fell asleep. We woke up the next morning and had sex again. We flirted through text for the next week or so, but nothing really came of it. Our schedules were still out of sync. She started dating that guy about a month later. I think they dated for about 9 months or so, but are now broken up. I always wonder if he knows she had sex with another guy 30 minutes after their first time. Also, if you are a female and live near me you should send me a message. Might be a long shot, but would be cool/interesting to have sex with someone that enjoys my stories and then becomes a story haha ironman0002