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Regrets
When we were in ninth grade, my best friend and I made a pact that whichever one got a girl to fuck first would share her with the other. Over the years Mike dated several girls, but I don't think he ever got any fucking from any of them. For a variety of reasons, I never had any dates until I entered college, ergo, no sex for me either, though I tried to line something up a couple of times. Once we were in college, Mike tried to help me out by setting me up for a double with him and his girlfriend and a friend of hers. Before anything came of his efforts, I found a girl of my own, who became my girlfriend after a very bumpy start to the relationship.
Not too long after we started dating, we started fucking like rabbits. At least once a day. No protection. Fucking was almost all we had on our minds. I was so busy fucking her I forgot about the pact Mike and I had made in ninth grade and I guess he did, too. I finally remembered it a few years ago, many years too late to act on it. I will regret this omission the rest of my life. Things could have been soooo good. My girlfriend, now wife, said many things, back then and over the next several years, that indicated feelings for Mike that would have made her amenable to letting him fuck her, if I had thought about trying to get her to. The three of us could have been fucking like rabbits/minks all those years ago. At least several times a week, if not two, or more, times every day. She loved to be fucked as much as I loved to fuck her. Mike and I could have had a great time taking turns fucking her in fuck sessions pretty much every day, as I WAS doing every day. As well used as her cunt was by me, It could have been that much more well used by us, and I am sure she would have been willing. It might have taken a little convincing, very little, and a little skullduggery on our part, but I am certain Mike and I could have had her letting both of us fuck her without any difficulty. As for any problems with the green-eyed monster, Florence was MY girlfriend. There was never any question about that and Mike respected that. She would have let him fuck her all he wanted (without protection, same as me), but she was loyal to me and she would have just been a girl he was fucking, nothing more. He had other interests and they didn't include getting emotionally involved with a girl and marrying her. He said, himself, he was to cheap to ever get married and he proved it by remaining single until he died. But, ohh, the fun we could have had fucking her all those years. |
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