How I became a monster (Part 1) | 2016

About three or four years ago I (Me: "Mike") was living in college dorm with my Girlfriend "Grace" (four en suite bedrooms and a kitchen/living room).

Grace had gone to cheerleading practice that day. When I got my phone out of her room, I noticed she left her laptop on with Facebook logged in. I was trying to think of a funny status update when my heart sank. By the time I finished reading her messages I was in tears.

(A week ago) Friend "Fiona": How is your head after the house party last night?

Grace: Head is grand but my crotch is itchy, hope I didn't catch anything.

Fiona: Continue...

Grace: I'm booked in to the STI doc for (today - not cheerleading practice).

Fiona: Not that, tell me about the guy. I bet it was that hot guy from (out of town) you were chatting up all night.

Grace: Yeah totally! He is so oblivious though. I was all over him all night and he wouldn't take a hint. And I know he was into me too.

I had to actually sneak into the spare room and crawl into his bed before he would take a hint.

Fiona: Go on...

Grace: I was lying in the bed staring into the prettiest blue eyes ever, and I start to feel him up, and finally he takes a hint and goes straight to fingering me. It's a good thing I was already so wet. Idiot. It's like he has never done this before. I took off his top and he had the sexiest six-pack ever, and his arms were so strong.

It was so hot the two of us feeling each other and making out. But as soon as he starts to fuck me he is all like "uuuh I have a girlfriend" and "I'm not sure if we should be doing this".

He had such a huge cock, so much bigger than Mikes. If only he knew how to use it the sex would have been amazing but instead he had to whine about his bitch who isn't even in the state. You don't hear me whining about my bf and he was only like a mile away.

Fiona: Haha you slut.

I just sat on her bed and cried. Then, being young and naive, we have been together for two years, I thought maybe I can forgive her one indiscretion if she comes clean and apologises.

That night when she came back she was, normal. I could not tell on the face that I could read like a book. Not even a hint of guilt or remorse. She could tell there was something wrong with me though. I told her that I was feeling unwell and we slept in separate rooms so as not to pass it on to her.

I was feeling unwell. And threw up that night. All I could think about was how normal she was, her blatant disregard for our relationship or anyone else's. This couldn't have been the first time she did this. I wanted to hurt her, I wanted her to know how I felt.

The college is a "party college" so there is something happening every week. A few days later Fiona came straight from college to our house for some pre-drinks but Grace wasn't home yet (not unusual). We were alone in the house and I wanted to ask her about Grace but didn't know what to say.

After two or three beers, we were both getting giddy and I had forgotten all about Grace. Fiona was so much more fun she was teasing me about something so I spanked her ass for it. My heart was racing. This was the first time I had really flirted with someone outside a relationship. Unphased she stuck her butt out and kept teasing me. I gave a hard spank.

"Aaow that stings, I like a man that doesn't hold back!"

We migrated from the kitchen into my bedroom, where we continued. I was groping her ass when she started making out with me. I felt something unsettling deep in the pit of my stomach, a fear, a panic. This was the first time I had ever cheated on a girl.

"I'm in a relationship and so are you" I said.

She looked to the ground with shame and regret. But as I heard myself say it, all I could think of was that message "It would have been so great if he hadn't been whining about his bitch."

After a few awkward seconds of silence, I confidently walk over to her and start making out. Taking charge I push her on to the bed. We strip each other. That deep feeling turns to excitement. The risk of getting caught, Grace would be home any minute.

She loves me in charge, pinning her arms to the bed, no control, begging for more. I start to fuck her, slowly at first then when I find the spot, harder and faster.

A key in the door.

My heart stops.

This is it.

I decide this is how I break up with her, by fucking her best friend.

I keep thrusting. Fiona is trying to hold it in, I can see a moan building in her eyes. She is terrified, doesn't want to be caught, doesn't want me to stop.

Biting her lip.

Nails digging into my back.

Trying to hold herself back.

I hear Grace outside the bedroom door. Listening. Listening to the rhythmic sound of me thrusting her best friend. Then, Fiona can't take any more, and moans my name, tells me to come inside her. And I do. My whole body shakes, I feel electricity shoot through my body. I collapse on top of her both of us panting.

Continued in Part two (Here).