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I Had Sex With Others To Please Him
His pleasure was watching me get fucked
It wasn’t supposed to be this way.
What started as a one-time experience to spice up our relationship transformed into his obsession that consumed my life for the past 18 months. We were the perfect couple in everyone’s eyes — successful, attractive, always impeccable at social events.
No one imagined that every few weeks, I’d give myself to complete strangers while my boyfriend watched, his face lit up with a pleasure I never fully understood. The truth is that this dynamic began eating away at me inside, especially when I started dreaming of a different life, a house with white picket fences and the sound of little feet running down the hallways.
The first time happened after his persistent insistence. We were at a bar in another city when he discreetly pointed to a man who couldn’t stop looking at me. “He wants you,” he whispered in my ear, his voice trembling with excitement. “I want to watch you with him.”
I downed another shot of tequila to build up courage. The stranger was attractive, tall, with a smile that mixed lust and kindness. We ended up in a hotel room, where my boyfriend took on the role of silent spectator.
