There's this girl in my university course who is absolutely awful. She's stunning and she knows it, but she treats everyone else like garbage. Her boyfriend is also in our program, but he's the complete opposite of her - a genuinely nice guy. I was lucky enough to have him as a partner for a group project and we hit it off instantly. We finished our work quickly, leaving us time to chat and get to know each other. But his girlfriend kept interrupting, giving me dirty looks and pulling him away to speak with him privately.

It was obvious that they were talking about me, as she pointed at me aggressively. When she was done, she kissed him and stormed off. He seemed distant for the rest of the day, but back to his normal self the following week. One day, I overheard his girlfriend and her friends talking about me, calling me a slut and accusing me of trying to steal her boyfriend. In that moment, I made up my mind to do exactly that. On presentation day, we all went out together as a class to celebrate. Everyone except for the mean girl and her friends - she didn't want to be seen with us in public. That suited me just fine, especially when her boyfriend told her he was going out with us instead.

They got into a fight, but he still came out with us. After a few drinks, I got bold and asked him why he was dating someone so different from himself. He was taken aback but eventually admitted that it was because she was attractive and their sex life was amazing. Emboldened by alcohol, I suggested that we have amazing sex without dealing with her bitchy attitude. He was shocked at first but quickly agreed, eager to try something different. We left separately to avoid suspicion from our classmates and took a taxi back to his place as soon as possible. Once there, things got wild - clothes were flying everywhere and we were all over each other. He knew exactly how to pleasure me and took complete control, using my body however he wanted.

When he was ready, he pulled me onto my knees and came all over my face. Apparently, his girlfriend didn't allow him to do that because it would ruin her makeup. We cleaned up and collapsed into bed together. He couldn't stop talking about how amazing and freeing the experience was - with his girlfriend, she was always in charge, but with me, he felt like he could let go and truly enjoy himself. The next morning, he received endless phone calls from his girlfriend, who had heard that he went out with us instead of her.

While he was on the phone with her, I snuck in a cheeky morning blowjob, tasting remnants of our previous night's activities. This time, I swallowed his cum. I had to leave quickly before his girlfriend arrived, but I couldn't help feeling hopeful that I might win him over if I can have another night like the one we shared.