It’s funny how a simple phone call can ruin everything.

Everything was fine until you stupidly picked up. You can’t help it. You’re pavlov’d to do so. She trained you so well to be the perfect little subservient bitch for her and now it’s an involuntary reaction. No more than two rings allowed. You picked up so quickly only to hear the sounds you’ve never been the reason for: your ex cumming on big fat cock.

It’s not like you know exactly what her new boyfriend’s cock looks like, you can only imagine that its thick, veiny, and throbbing and needs to be milked at least twice a day. Your ex was already fucking him before it was over between you two, and although you had accidentally walked in on them having sex on the deluxe memory foam California king sized mattress you just put on your credit card, you didn’t get a good look at how long his shaft was. He was wide, though.

You picking up this buttdial is the hottest moment of your life and you haven’t been able to come back from it. It’s the only thing that gets you off and now you’ve been rewired into cumming at the thought of his fat, hairy cock. God it was so hairy, you just want to throat it yourself so bad. Some girls get to have all the fun.

You’re not going to deny it: these are the best orgasms you’ve ever had. You don’t even have to watch porn anymore. You simply think about the time when your ex girlfriend buttdialed you, moaning into the phone as she gets split open by superior cock. You could never, you laugh at yourself. You just wish you had taken a picture, but maybe if you tell her what happens, she’ll understand. She’ll film herself riding his massive, thick veiny girth and insist on you taking her out before getting to watch it. You spend the entire meal under the table looking up her skirt at her panties, only to make an appearance once the check comes. You take her shopping and buy her new lingerie, skincare, and men’s clothes from a popular athleisure store you know she is going to gift to her better-than-you boyfriend. You’ll chauffeur her home, but not before she airdrops you the video of her getting wrecked by the man you could never be. You can’t even wait until you get home to jerk off to it, and you cum all over yourself and drive back while your car AC freezes your heavy load into a thick crust.

When you get home, you send your ex a text: Same time next week? She never responds—she’s probably too busy fucking her new boyfriend.

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