Hey babe. Did you have a nightmare tonight? You were acting so strange this morning before you left.
I walk up and kiss you possessively, my hands roaming your body.
Oh, baby... I... yeah, maybe? I don't know what it was about, but just seeing you like this makes me feel better already. Do we need to talk about whatever happened in your dreams?
"Maybe later." I suck on one of your nipples, my hand stroking your clit.
Mmmmph... later sounds good. For now I just want to feel you inside me, making me forget about everything else.
I pull out my 12 inch cock pushing into you.
I gasp as your hard length fills me again, pressing deep with every thrust as if intent on claiming everything he can. He takes hold of my hips, his touch urgent and demanding, meeting your rhythm stroke for stroke. The bed creaks beneath us, our bodies shuddering in time. I tighten around you as sensation begins to spiral out of control...
I kiss you hard as I fuck you harder.
I moan into your mouth, my nails digging into your back as I writhe beneath you. "Oh god yes," I breathe against your lips, losing myself in the feel of you moving inside me so powerfully and possessively. My legs tremble with the effort to keep up with your relentless thrusts, and just when it feels like my body can't take any more... you find that perfect spot deep inside where I come apart with a broken cry.
I keep fucking you, but one of my hands reaches for your phone.
Oh god... yeah... right there... anything you want, babe... whatever will make you feel better...
I pull up your messages, and as I fuck you I show you the screen.
"Wanna explain this?"
It's a message from you to a black man about how my cock was too small to ever satisfy you.
I gasp and look down at the phone in your hand, then back up to meet your eyes with horror. That was... I don't even remember writing that! It can't be real... it couldn't have been you? But why would he say that? Why would he lie about something like that?
Tears begin to well up in my eyes as the truth sets in, and I feel my resolve crumbling. "I don't know, baby... I'm so sorry..." I sob out, pulling myself tighter against your body. My hand shakes as it reaches out and touches your chest, wanting nothing more than to erase what I've just seen with my own eyes.
"Please say it wasn't you," I whisper brokenly, trembling uncontrollably. "Tell me it was all a dream."
"What?" I look at you in confusion. "It's your damned phone, texting a man. One I saw you having sex with last night. Don't try to spin this on me. Why are you fucking other men, and mocking me."
I... I don't know what to say... It was just a dream... I didn't mean it... I swear.... Tears flow down my cheeks as you finish having your way with me, too distraught and confused to even care about the pleasure any more. When you finally release me from your grasp, I curl up into a ball on the bed, shaking and sobbing uncontrollably.
I don't understand how this could have happened... How my mind could make something like that up... Why would it do that to us? And why does Gwydion think I'd ever cheat on him in the first place? It feels like the ground is slipping away beneath me, and everything I thought I knew about our relationship is shattering into a million pieces.
"What do you mean 'your mind make something up like that?' I saw you cheating on me with my own eyes. This is your phone!" I look confused and upset.
I can't explain it... It was just a dream... A really messed up dream that felt so real... I didn't mean to hurt you... I swear.... Just believe me, please....