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My Fiancée and Her Ex
by Dane Carlisle (dane.carlisle@yahoo.com)

***

A newly engaged college couple get their first real 
test, when her ex transfers to their school. (MF, 
reluc, mast, anal, voy, swinger)

***

Dane was miserable. He sat alone in the living room of 
his college apartment, his face flush, sighing and 
groaning. He kept glancing at the time. 9 p.m. His 
fiancée had left for her date with her ex two hours 
before. They were probably at his place.

It made him sick to think of it, and it was all he 
could think about. For a month it had been all he 
wanted to think about. His grades were in ruins. His 
boss at work was ready to cut him lose any day. He 
didn't care.

Right now his fiancée Meagan, the only girl he sure 
he'd ever loved, was fucking her ex-boyfriend two 
blocks away.

How did it get to this point? It was four months back 
that Meagan had first been contacted by Michael. He 
was transferring to their college, and he didn't know 
anyone else in town. She was making dinner with Dane 
when she told him.

"He just wants to meet people, it's no big deal," 
Meagan said as she dropped spaghetti into a pot on the 
stove. "I'll introduce him to some of my girlfriends 
and he'll find his own group pretty soon. Probably the 
potheads. You know how he is." She rolled her eyes.

Yes, Dane recalled how he was. Meagan had a 
complicated past with Michael. She was wilder before 
she moved to Colorado and met Dane. When they first 
started dating she drove Dane wild with stories of 
skinny dips in the moonlight, threesomes with Michael 
and his buddies, loose sex of every type. It was all 
Dane could do to imagine his gorgeous fiancée, sucking 
Michael's generous-sized cock while a buddy took her 
sweet ass from behind.

The stories left Dane shaking with need. After a night 
of sex with Meagan he would often masturbate in a 
frenzy, imagining her in countless scenarios. Most of 
them had involved Michael.

She had described Michael's body to Dane in detail. 
Michael was a laid-back stoner type, but he was a 
beast in bed and had the cock to go with it. He was 
nine inches uncut. That was the cock that had taken 
his fiancée's virginity, and Dane would never forget 
it. He was a good size himself, but Meagan's pussy was 
well trained long before Dane ever got his first 
chance.

And what a pussy she had. She was a petite, pale 
redhead with light freckles. She had killer green eyes 
and a long flow of strawberry blonde hair. The 
beautiful contours of her dancer body were accentuated 
with luscious B-cup breasts and pink, soft nipples 
that were a treat for the tongue. Her ass was firm and 
rounded out her yoga pants like a dream. Men usually 
shut up and gladly did what she wanted. Dane was no 
exception.

And for two years she had been Michael's. They weren't 
happy years for her. She wouldn't have stayed so long 
except Michael had some sort of influence on her Dane 
didn't understand. When she reminisced the story would 
begin with how big a bastard Michael had been to her 
one time, and the story would end with some risky sex 
act they had performed to make up. She had avoided any 
contact with him after they broke up, and Dane was 
glad for it.

But all that changed the day Meagan showed up at the 
apartment, shaking with rage. Dane held her sweet body 
closes, and asked her what was wrong.

"Michael's moving here. What am I going to do? He's 
going to want to see me, meet you," she said. "I don't 
know what to do."

"Well, tell him you don't want to see him. Tell him to 
fuck off," Dane said. Just thinking of him made him 
want to punch somebody. "Or don't tell him anything."

Meagan shrugged and sighed. "That's no good, he'll 
just think I'm afraid of him, afraid of what he'll 
think of me. He'd love that. He'd get off on it.'

"Who cares what he thinks?" Dane asked angrily.

"No, I should just show him it's no big deal to us. 
Then he'll leave me alone."

Dane was silent for a minute. Finally he pulled Meagan 
close and kissed her.

"If you say so. I've got your back."

"I know you do, babe," she said, running her hands up 
under his shirt, then down the back of his pants. 
Dane's cock swelled. "You're always here for me. I'm 
not worried. Hell, we might just have some fun out of 
all this." Her fingernails teased along the front of 
his jeans, finding the zipper, pulling it down, 
causing him to gasp.

"Do you think… do you think he'll want to sleep with 
you?" Dane couldn't hide the insecurity in his voice. 
His breathing quavered as she teased his cock out of 
his boxers to play with it.

"Hmmm. Maybe. He's shit out of luck, though. I'm a one 
man type of girl." She licked his lips and parted them 
with her tongue. Dane moaned. His hands dove into her 
workout pants, finding her tight anus and teasing it.

"What will you do if he tries?" He couldn't let it go. 
The more turned on he got, the more he wanted to think 
about it.

"I'll say no, duh." Meagan laughed. "Are you really 
worried about it?"

"Well, you've told me how big an influence Michael 
used to have on you. All the things you did in spite 
of yourself." Just thinking about them got his cock 
dripping wet and put a red flush in his cheeks and on 
his chest.

"It's true. But I'm different now. Stronger. And I've 
got an incredible man who loves me."

With that Meagan kissed his lips one last time, then 
his chin, his neck, and so on down until her mouth 
sank onto his cock, making him cry out. It was later 
that night when Dane proposed.

Two weeks later Meagan got a call from Michael. He had 
just moved into the college apartments down the street 
and wanted to know if she and Dane would like to hang 
out Friday.

"I can't, I have to work that night," Dane said after 
checking his work schedule.

"Damn. Friday night's the only night this week that 
will work for me…" Meagan said, as if she were still 
considering it.

"Well, can it wait until next week?" Dane asked, 
surprised at her hesitation.

"I guess, but he starts his new job next week, too. 
We'll hardly see each other."

Dane didn't see why that was such a bad thing. "So 
Friday is pretty much it?"

"It'll be okay, I'll ask Sarah and Cathryn to go with 
me," she said.

"So you need a cock block?" Dane asked bitterly.

"Don't be that way. We're engaged now! If we can't 
trust each other with this we're in real trouble."

"I know, I'm sorry. I do trust you," Dane said. "I 
mean, it's not a big deal. What's the worst that could 
happen, right?"

"Right! At worst it's just me having sex with a guy 
I've already had sex with like a zillion times 
before," she said with a laugh.

Dane's stomach did a flip. The way she said it she 
almost sounded like she could be serious. His heart 
banged against his ribs and he felt light-headed.

"Sure. I guess so," he mumbled. He unconsciously 
reached for his erection, which was throbbing now.

"Dane, honey, did you think I was serious?" she asked 
in genuine surprise. Then she noticed his erection.

"Oh my god, you did. And--"

"And I liked it." Dane said in a strained voice. He 
had never admitted it to himself but the thought of 
Meagan in bed with another man drove him wild. He 
wanted it to happen. To see it. To have her tell him 
about it.

Meagan looked at him strangely, saying nothing for a 
moment. They both sat in silence, then she reached for 
her phone.

"I'm telling Michael we're on for Friday."

Dane looked at her with wild eyes. "Are you going to 
fuck him?"

She kept her eyes on the phone.

"Stranger things have happened," she said.

Friday night rolled around and Dane called in sick to 
work. He knew she was going to meet Michael at seven. 
As to what would happen after that, he had no idea. 
The seconds crawled by, somehow pooling up into hours, 
and Dane masturbated frantically thinking about Meagan 
on top of Michael the way she used to describe.

"My Kegels were always so tight from dance, it would 
hurt like hell the first time he pushed into me," she 
would recall. "I would literally be crying. But he did 
it slowly, over and over. Speeding up little by 
little, until oh my God…" She would trail off. "And he 
was so long! So careful not to hit my cervix too hard, 
but now and then he would remind me that he could. And 
when he made me cum really good, he'd pull out and 
line that thing up with my asshole."

She would just sigh. Dane would listen close, 
memorizing every detail, reliving it. He could only 
imagine the anal sex. Meagan had never wanted to do it 
with him.

"It takes patience, honey. You just don't have the 
patience to do it right." He would promise to have 
more patience, and sometimes she would relent, but he 
never seemed to have enough to satisfy her.

Ten o'clock passed. Eleven. Midnight passed and Dane 
couldn't masturbate anymore. He was out of stamina, 
out of lust, and his fiancée was still fucking another 
man.

He was lying in bed sobbing when she came through the 
front door around 2am. He was ready to tell her the 
engagement was off. She kicked off her shoes by the 
front door and came in the bedroom, easing into the 
bed next to him.

"How was he," Dane asked in a voice cracked from 
sobbing.

"He was good. It was different tonight. Not like old 
times. But good."

"Will you tell me about it," he asked.

"On the condition that you'll still be my sweet 
husband," she said, squeezing his hand.

"Of course," he said.

"Good." She hugged him tight.

"We didn't use a condom, so it's a good thing I'm 
getting married." She laughed that laugh again. "But 
mostly he fucked my ass.. It was his roommate that got 
my pussy the most."

Dane didn't know any more if she was serious or not. 
He didn't know anything anymore. He just knew he 
wanted her to fuck Michael again as soon as possible, 
and that he wanted to watch.

END

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