I lived in the East village back in the mid 2000’s in a ground floor studio. I’m 5’9, 170lbs brown hair and eyes, well built and successful. I had one monogamous relationship and a very good rotation of women who would call me for fun over 10 years. I was faithful to my girlfriend when we’re together. We loved to have sex as much as possible and we enjoyed our time together before it ended. I met her through her friend, who I was screwing for a few months. She was cute, short blonde big tits, and my girlfriend was very pretty, tall, brunette, and slim. I respected both of them and we were always happy to be in each other’s company no matter if she was my girlfriend or not.

One Early morning (6:30am) my phone started buzzing, from a blocked number. I was still up watching a movie from hitting the neighborhood bars and wasn’t really in the mood for action. I answered and sure enough it was the friend. She was engaged so I thought maybe something was wrong, but that wasn’t the case. Her fiance was in Vegas for his bachelor party, and she was around the corner with the ladies at the Russian bathhouse. She later told me she went into my ex’s phone and stole my number. I was wired from doing some blow but I had some Viagra in the medicine cabinet so when she asked if she could come over we both kinda laughed when I I responded, oh boy. How could I say no with her a few blocks away and a few minutes later the buzzer rang.

I needed a shower and by the time I got out the Viagra was kicking in, and I noticed she had done a few lines from the bag. We smoked some weed and the next thing I know she’s holding my cock and starts sucking away. Her tits are big and her body is yoga fit, she’s 5’1 and blonde. After 2 minutes and my cock at full size, between 7-8 inches hard she gets up to sit on my cock reverse and rides away. We fucked in every position and she drained my cock with her hand all over her big D tits. Nobody knew that ever happened, and I had a great time at her wedding. I fucked all of my ex’s friends as time went on. They all called one by one. Years later when I ran into her we had dinner and she said, “I can’t believe what a whore you are, I had no idea.”