A new writing series highlighting the ways we say goodbye to one another. 250 words or less. Sometimes, that is all it takes. These stories are works of fiction. Some are inspired by real events. [Main Page]
It’s not easy being told that your girlfriend of five years wants to break up with you, especially if you’re in the middle of cumming on her face.
Everything seemed to be great. We could anticipate each other’s moves. So why the fuck did I not see this coming? She told me she loved me in my car LESS THAN AN HOUR before she broke the bad news.
Here’s how it went down:
After we got home, we started getting frisky. She was finishing going down on me, stroking me off to finish the job. She always did it this way because it’s how I liked it. Soon my breathing became labored, and I readied myself for the climax. Just as I was about to give my last measure of devotion, she looked up at me (not stopping, mind you) and said, “I think I want to break up.”
What. The. Fuck.
At first, I thought she was lying, but her face said it all. I wanted to stop, but it was too late. I simultaneously ejaculated into her hair while barely getting out a look of overwhelming confusion, anger, and sadness. After cleaning up and talking, she left an hour later.
We did fuck again a few times after the breakup. It wasn’t good. It wasn’t bad. It was just sex. Every time we finished, she gave me the same look she gave me that day. That look said it all: I could never REALLY love you.
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