<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?filters%5Btag%5D=longest%20breakup">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="59649857" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>From: sweetsammie@gmail.com<br>To: todd102@gmail.com<br>Date: March 15, 2019<br>Subject: Re: A Date</p><p>Hey honey,</p><p>You had fun last night, didn’t you? You came twice! When was the last time you had two orgasms in the span of thirty minutes?</p><p>I guess you were excited, though that’s not really a surprise, is it? You spent a whole week reading about how dirty your girlfriend was being. You spent a whole week feeling jealous and a little left out (it’s okay to admit that). You spent a whole week masturbating to the things I was doing on spring break. Of course you were excited to see me when I got back.</p><p>I’m sorry we didn’t get together the first day I was back. I know we should have. I know I was being a bad girlfriend. I just couldn’t help it. It’s terrible, I know, but I wanted more of Jason. I’d spent a whole week with him and I couldn’t quite tear myself away. I just had to have him a little bit more. I had to spend a little more time with him.</p><p>Plus, you kind of liked that I chose to spend another day fucking Jason over seeing you, didn’t you? That’s part of why you were so excited last night, isn’t it? You liked that I’d spent a week without you and still didn’t want to rush right to see you. You liked that I preferred to spend a little more time with Jason.</p><p>It certainly seemed like you enjoyed it. Your cock was hard before I even got there. Did you get stiff in anticipation of seeing me? Did you get a boner knowing that I was on my way to your room? Did you get nice and hard because you were fantasizing about the fun we were going to have together?</p><p>I have to say, I loved that you were so excited. Do you remember the way I smiled when I walked into your room and saw the bulge in your pants?</p><p>I’ll bet you remember the way I unzipped your pants and pulled out your cock before we even said a word to each other. I’ll bet you remember how good it felt to have me stroking your stiff dick as we kissed.</p><p>Did it feel good to have my hand on your cock again? Did it feel good to have my tongue in your mouth again? Did it feel good to have my body against yours again?</p><p>You know what I liked? I liked teasing you. I liked making you sit on the edge of the bed while I did a little striptease for you.</p><p>It felt so good to see your eyes devouring my body. I could see that you desperately wanted to get up and grab me. You wanted to throw me in the bed and fuck me. You wanted to do anything other than sit there and watch as your girlfriend slowly took off every bit of clothing she’d worn just to tease you.</p><p>I think my favorite moment was when I took off my panties. Your eyes shot between my legs and went wide as you saw how pink and puffy my pussy lips were. You saw that I’d been fucked.</p><p>I couldn’t help it. It’s not like I was restricted from fucking Jason before coming to see you, so I didn’t restrict myself. I fucked him. I went over to his room, gave him head, and then sat on his cock until I’d cum twice. I let him cum inside me, too. There’s really nothing that feels better than looking down and seeing Jason’s face as he unleashes his cum in my pussy. I fucking love that. I’d already had two orgasms at that point, but if I’d been close I almost certainly would have cum again just seeing how much pleasure he felt at being inside me.</p><p>“Do you like how my pussy looks after Jason’s fucked me?” I asked you.</p><p>You stared at the wet, puffy space between my legs for a few more seconds before looking up at me and smiling. I loved that smile. I loved how obvious it was that you were turned on by the fact that I’d fucked Jason an hour before I’d come to your dorm room.</p><p>Then I came closer. I reached out, took your hand in mine and placed it on my breast. Once I’d given you permission you happily played with my tits. I moaned for you. I moaned because it felt good. I moaned because I enjoyed your desire for me. I enjoyed your need.</p><p>Then I was struck by this naughty idea. I wanted you to feel my pussy. I wanted you to put your fingers inside me. I took your hand and gently moved it between my legs. I had you rub it over my thighs. I saw the look on your face. You were completely lost in lust.</p><p>Then I pressed your fingers against my freshly-fucked pussy and you pushed two inside me. You felt how wet I was. You felt how warm my pussy was. You felt the aftermath of another man having cum inside me.</p><p>Do you remember the way you moaned? I can’t say I know what was going on in your head at that moment, but it sure seemed like you were overwhelmed with pleasure. The moan was incredible. It was like a fantasy was playing out.</p><p>“Does that feel good?” I asked you.</p><p>You looked up and nodded.</p><p>“Yeah? You like the way my pussy feels after Jason cums inside me?” I asked.</p><p>You wrapped your fingers around your cock and masturbated as you fingered me. I reached out, grabbed your wrist, and stopped you.</p><p>“I’ll be the one to make you cum,” I said. “No masturbating.”</p><p>I pulled your fingers from my pussy and brought them to my mouth. I sucked them clean. I tasted my juices and Jason’s cum.</p><p>“He’s delicious,” I said.</p><p>Fuck, I’m actually getting wet just writing this. I’m sorry, I know you were there, but reliving it is so hot that I can’t help it.</p><p>I had you get naked and get on your back in the bed. I cuddled up next to you and wrapped my fingers around your cock. We kissed as I stroked you.</p><p>Your kisses were so intense. It was beautiful, and so hot. I’m not sure you’ve ever been more into kissing me than you were in that moment. I truly loved your passion.</p><p>I thought about offering up more dirty talk. I thought about re-telling some of the stories from spring break, but it didn’t seem like that was necessary. It seemed like you were plenty turned on. Instead, we kissed and I jerked you off until you came.</p><p>Of course, that only took about thirty seconds. I guess a week without your girlfriend will do that. You came hard, too. You spilled your cum all over your stomach and chest and the way you thrashed in the bed was incredible.</p><p>I loved that you were so eager to make me cum. You cleaned yourself up and then you gave me the gift that I’d given you. We kissed as you played with my pussy. I sucked on your tongue as you worked my clit in that way you’re so good at doing with your fingers. You made me cum just like I’d made you cum.</p><p>I assumed it would be over after that, but I was genuinely delighted that it wasn’t. You were hard again. Five minutes had gone by and you were hard again.</p><p>That’s when I was struck by a naughty desire. I honestly wasn’t sure if you’d even want to fuck me so soon after Jake’s cock had cum in my pussy, but I didn’t take much time to think about it before I got on top of you. I just went with it. I had to.</p><p>As it turns out – which I’m sure you remember – you were definitely into it. You had this adorable look of surprise on your face as I sat on your cock. It seemed to take you a few seconds to adjust to the notion that your girlfriend’s freshly-fucked pussy was on your cock.</p><p>Once the surprise had passed you were into it, though. I was actually a little surprised at how hard you fucked me. You’d never really done that kind of thing before. You grabbed my ass and you fucked your cock up into my pussy with great vigor.</p><p>Do you remember the smile on my face? It was like I was seeing a different side of my boyfriend, at least for a little while.</p><p>You came awfully fast. I’m sure you remember that too. I guess it was a little bit too arousing for you? You couldn’t seem to hold back. In less than a minute you were spilling your load in my pussy. Maybe you were extra turned on because you knew some of Jason’s cum was in there. Maybe you’re just the kind of guy that can’t help but cum in a minute if he’s really turned on.</p><p>If I’m being honest, I experienced a moment of clarity when you had your second orgasm. I felt genuinely happy to have Jason in that moment. Don’t get me wrong, I really enjoyed making you cum. It’s just that I also knew that if I wanted to experience genuine satisfaction during sex that you weren’t the guy to give me that.</p><p>I suspect you already knew that was the case, though. I mean, why would I be dating two guys at the same time if you could give me everything I needed, right?</p><p>Anyway, sorry to end on a difficult note, but I’ll email you again soon.</p><p>From: sweetsammie@gmail.com<br>To: todd102@gmail.com<br>Date: March 17, 2019<br>Subject: Re: A Date</p><p>Hey,</p><p>First, I want to tell you that you’re a genuinely wonderful guy. You’re kind, you’re smart, you’re funny. You have all the qualities that most girls would look for in a man.</p><p>Yeah, I know that’s probably not how you were expecting this email to begin. You might even have a decent idea of what’s coming next.</p><p>I’m not going to beat around the bush here. I’m just going to rip off the band-aid. We have to break up.</p><p>I’m sorry. I know that’s horrible, and we can talk about it later if you want. I just need you to know that you’re not going to be able to change my mind. I’ve made my decision, and I think if you were being honest you’d say that you knew this was coming.</p><p>You can stop reading here, but I figured I’d try and explain.</p><p>I know it was pretty clear from the start, but Jason was never just a fuck buddy. It’s not like he was a fling. I mean, we went on dates before we actually had sex. We were kind of a couple from the start, it’s just that I wanted to stay with you too, so it was different.</p><p>Over the past couple of days I’ve been thinking constantly about this and I can’t escape the fact that Jason gives me everything I need from a relationship. The sex is great. I love hanging out with him. He’s a really good boyfriend, too. He’s romantic. He’s passionate. He’s funny. He’s supportive.</p><p>You’re all of those things, too, it’s just that the sex is a lot better with Jason. So, if he gives me everything I need and you give me most of what I need – with one very notable exception – I can’t really think of a reason to stay with you.</p><p>Yes, it’s fun to play with you after I’ve been with Jason and I’ve certainly had a few really good orgasms as a result of that play, but it’s not a reason for us to stay together.</p><p>Plus, Jason isn’t all that into it anymore. He didn’t say he was going to break up with me if I kept seeing you, but I’m pretty sure he was leaning that way. He doesn’t really like that I email you and tell you all about the stuff he and I are doing together. He definitely didn’t like that I had sex with you the other day. Again, he’s not the one making this decision for me, but his desires are playing a part.</p><p>Truthfully, Jason’s desires mean more to me than yours. That was a big part of my decision. I want to make him happy more than I want to make you happy, and the idea of him being upset with me is too much to handle. I know that probably hurts, but it’s true. I’m now at a place where Jason means more to me than you do, which also means it’s time for us to break up.</p><p>I’m sorry about all of this. Ultimately, my experience with Jason taught me that you’re not the guy for me. Not long term, at least. It was fun being with you. It was fun playing with you while I was dating Jason. I’m done with that now, though. I’m ready to move on, and I’m going to do it with him.</p><p>I’m sure you’ll meet someone else. I’m sure you’ll make a wonderful boyfriend for another girl some day. You’re just not the guy for me.</p><p>We can talk about this if you want, but I’m not going to be willing to listen to you beg. We’re not going out anymore. That’s all there is to it.</p><p>It was wonderful being with you, but we’re done. I won’t be emailing you again.</p><p>Goodbye,</p><p>Sammie</p><p>The End.</p>