I‘ll cut it short but I broke up with my ex because I got to know someone else. I‘ve been texting with him quite a lot already before the break up and then decided I wanted to be with him instead of my (now ex) boyfriend.

Since my ex has an own apartment in which I kind of moved in for the time we‘ve been together I had a lot of things still in there. I asked him if it was ok if I‘d pick them up on that day and he gave me a time in which he wasn‘t at home, since he didn‘t want to see me or my new boyfriend. I still had the keys that I should just leave inside after we were done.

I went there at the time my ex gave me. And I took my boyfriend so he could help me get everything out. He used to make a lot of comments about it and started to ask me in which places I had sex with my ex. We joked a lot about my ex and I told him about the places.

Things got a little hotter afterwards and it led to my boyfriend touching me inside the apartment, telling me how hot it‘d be and asked me if I wouldn’t want to leave the apartment for the last time with the memory of him fucking me inside instead of the memories with my ex. Of course I was extremely aroused in that moment and I just really wanted him to fuck me so I gave in and we did it. It started with me sitting/laying on the kitchen counter, we headed to the couch where most of it happened and when my boyfriend was about to cum we headed to the bedroom in which I gave him head until he finished. The feeling was unbelievable. I loved every single part. We only took a short break before we continued collecting all my things. I asked my boyfriend if I could leave one thong of me inside the apartment „as an excuse“ for what we did, but he wasn’t a fan of it. So I didn’t.

I would love to do the same again but unfortunately I know that I won‘t be able to do so ever again. But I keep the memory of it.