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26/08/2025
First some background. I met my college girlfriend in high school, and we had been dating about 4 years when this happened. We were both virgins when we met, and so we had only ever had sex with each other. We were long-distance, so skype calls were the norm with us and we’d talk for hours late into the night.
She lived 2 hours away and it was highway driving so meeting up was not feasible most of the time. But she was religious (read: believed in sex purity) and extremely fiercely loyal, so it was working out.
One night after going to a party, she texted me that we have to talk. This was around 2AM or 3AM. We get on the call and she is a complete wreck, asking me to please please not be mad. She was beating around the bush to avoid actually saying what has actually happened and in complete tears while talking to me so I only got a few words at a time. Meanwhile, it’s 3AM and I can barely stay awake between her sobs and am drifting in and out of consciousness.
My girlfriend said that she was hanging out with some friends at a house drinking beer before they were all going to a club (Neither of us were experienced drinkers) and that the host kept encouraging her to have more drinks. She didn’t really feel inebriated, so she just kept going. And that’s when they headed out to the club, but by the time they arrived she was stumbling and more drunk than she’s ever been in her life.
When telling this part of the story she started to sob even harder. I was so curious what had happened, because this stuff never happened to me. A dark part of me was very concerned because I thought maybe someone had assaulted her, she seemed so distraught. As she took forever to spit out the story and I kept falling asleep and waking up to her sobs, I just became resigned to waiting for her to tell me that had happened honestly, that she had gotten drunk and someone took advantage of her.
But what she told me was so different. She said once they got to the dance floor she was dancing for a long time, but just so drunk that she didn’t really know what happened, and she just couldn’t explain why but that she ended up… kissing someone… a guy.
When I heard that, at first I felt like it wasn’t a big deal. But it was a big deal to her, and she was just ready for me to get so mad at her. So I decided to get mad. I made her feel bad about it, not telling me what had happened. She said they took her phone so she couldn’t have told me while it was going on. Then I asked if anything else happened? She said no, but remained extremely apologetic. Still wiping away tears smearing her makeup.
I never learned anything else about what happened that night, but a big part of me thinks she did more than kiss the guy. In retrospect I suspect the kiss story was a cover to see how I would react to it all. I told her with my reaction that she couldn’t tell me the whole truth, that she got plowed that night. All her friends probably covered for her too.
After that she was really nice to me, and we dated for several years after; she never expressed interest in hooking up with anyone but me. But I suspect that was her experimentation with other cock.
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She lived 2 hours away and it was highway driving so meeting up was not feasible most of the time. But she was religious (read: believed in sex purity) and extremely fiercely loyal, so it was working out.
One night after going to a party, she texted me that we have to talk. This was around 2AM or 3AM. We get on the call and she is a complete wreck, asking me to please please not be mad. She was beating around the bush to avoid actually saying what has actually happened and in complete tears while talking to me so I only got a few words at a time. Meanwhile, it’s 3AM and I can barely stay awake between her sobs and am drifting in and out of consciousness.
My girlfriend said that she was hanging out with some friends at a house drinking beer before they were all going to a club (Neither of us were experienced drinkers) and that the host kept encouraging her to have more drinks. She didn’t really feel inebriated, so she just kept going. And that’s when they headed out to the club, but by the time they arrived she was stumbling and more drunk than she’s ever been in her life.
When telling this part of the story she started to sob even harder. I was so curious what had happened, because this stuff never happened to me. A dark part of me was very concerned because I thought maybe someone had assaulted her, she seemed so distraught. As she took forever to spit out the story and I kept falling asleep and waking up to her sobs, I just became resigned to waiting for her to tell me that had happened honestly, that she had gotten drunk and someone took advantage of her.
But what she told me was so different. She said once they got to the dance floor she was dancing for a long time, but just so drunk that she didn’t really know what happened, and she just couldn’t explain why but that she ended up… kissing someone… a guy.
When I heard that, at first I felt like it wasn’t a big deal. But it was a big deal to her, and she was just ready for me to get so mad at her. So I decided to get mad. I made her feel bad about it, not telling me what had happened. She said they took her phone so she couldn’t have told me while it was going on. Then I asked if anything else happened? She said no, but remained extremely apologetic. Still wiping away tears smearing her makeup.
I never learned anything else about what happened that night, but a big part of me thinks she did more than kiss the guy. In retrospect I suspect the kiss story was a cover to see how I would react to it all. I told her with my reaction that she couldn’t tell me the whole truth, that she got plowed that night. All her friends probably covered for her too.
After that she was really nice to me, and we dated for several years after; she never expressed interest in hooking up with anyone but me. But I suspect that was her experimentation with other cock.
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