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 Chapter 6: I never really knew her. I lay awake almost the whole night. Thoughts on how to approach Sarah about what had happened last night at the party were racing through my head. She slept like an angel right next to me, not bothered by her actions at all. It was difficult for me to catch a clear thought that night and even more difficult to find a comfortable position to sleep.I had just witnessed how my beloved girlfriend turned into a submissive pet for some stranger and let him do things I could have never even dreamed of. The scene of him fucking her tiny body from behind with relentless hard thrusts, making her scream and moan louder as I have ever heard, haunted me and made it impossible for me to close my eyes. I would have to confront her on how she lied to my face and then break up with her afterwards.The thought of leaving her hurt me so much that I began to cry silently while recalling all the good memories we had together. I watched her sleeping next to me and thought I would never be so lucky again, as to get a girl that is even close to beautiful as Sarah. Apart from her looks, she always cared for me and was such a lovely person in general, she was just perfect. In my eyes.Well, not taken into account that she seemed to be cheating on me, probably not for the first time last night. I needed to find out more about that guy and if Sarah knew him prior to the party already. Maybe I could win her back.After hours of thinking back and forth, I finally fell asleep. I woke up again from the sound of our apartment door closing. It was around noon already and the sun was shining directly into my face as if to mock me. My head hurt, and I felt like I had not slept at all last night. As I turned around, I saw that Sarah was already gone. I sighed and rolled over again. So, no talking until she would return from wherever she just went. Without looking, I felt for my phone on the nightstand on my side of the bed and clumsily pushed it over the edge. It hit the ground and bounced off to vanish right under the bed. I tried to pick it up without making the effort to get out of bed, but my fingers just pushed it further.Our bed was quite high, so often stuff would go missing and Sarah would ask me to crawl under the Pendik Escort bed to check if some of her things would be there. Most of the times there was nothing but dust and a few old socks, but from time to time I would find a missing earring after crawling under the bed completely. I leaned over my side of the bed to have a look at how far I had pushed my phone away already when I saw another phone on the ground on the other side of the bed.Excited, I leapt over to Sarah’s side and had a closer look. It was Sarah’s.  Seemed like she forgot it at home before heading out. I never felt the urge to search her private messages before, because I trusted her and didn’t think it would be necessary to control her in any way.Even now I felt like a criminal as I tried to unlock her phone. Luckily, she did not switch off her phone, because I had not the slightest idea what her PIN code for the sim card might have been. Now, I just needed to find out the code to unlock the screensaver. Was it her birthday? After putting in the numbers with sweaty fingers, my access was denied. Afterwards, I tried the birthdays of myself, her father, mother, sister and even the one of the cat she had when she was little, but none led to any success. I sighed in frustration and tried to come up with any other dates that might be important to her.Even though I did not really believe in it, I ended up trying our anniversary date. To my surprise, her phone unlocked and greeted me with a picture of us from our latest holiday. The sight of it made me smile, she still loved me, otherwise, she would have changed the background and the security code for sure.With a little hesitation, I tapped on the WhatsApp icon, to check for her most recent conversations. What I found shocked me and sent shivers done my spine. There were several messages from a guy called “Jack” that dated back to three months ago. When I checked the profile picture of him, I was pretty sure it was the guy from the party last night. As I scrolled all the way up, I already saw that the conversation was full of pictures, some of him, most of Sarah. I began reading the first chat of Sarah and him:“You got a nice body, but that was the worst blowjob I ever had,” Pendik Escort Bayan he wrote. “I am so sorry… I don’t have much experience doing stuff like that, I promise I will improve…” she responded, adding two crying smiley faces.“We will meet at the gym tomorrow at 12:00, I will teach you, don’t be late and wear something nice,” he ended the conversation for that day.So, this had been going on for at least three months now. Three months of her sucking him off at his convenience. Three months since she touched me the last time with sexual intentions. How could I have been so blind? I scrolled through their chat and had a look at the pictures he sent her. Most of them showed Sarah on her knees in front of him, sometimes photographed from his point of view and sometimes from a mirror behind her, showing her beautiful tiny body and her cute little butt.On some days it looked like he took the photos in a dressing room at the mall. She always either had her mouth stuffed with his thick veiny cock or was sucking on his enormous balls, as she directly looked into the camera with her beautiful blue eyes. Sometimes her make-up was a little messy as if she had cried before, but she did not look sad on those pictures, merely the opposite.It twisted my stomach as I scrolled through their messages and my eyes filled with tears. It felt just so surreal to see my little girl doing this on almost a daily basis for three months already. She often wore her gym clothes on these pictures, mostly gym shark leggings in all forms and colours and a fitting sports bra, although the bra was removed sometimes, revealing her small firm breasts. Although sometimes she wore all kinds of different lingerie that I had never seen on her before.Apparently, he made her try on whatever he thought might look good on her before getting his dick sucked and shooting his load down her throat. I felt more and more sick browsing through messages and pictures that summed up their relationship during the last three months. Why the hell did she do this? I always thought she hated blowjobs.During our whole relationship, she always refused to even kiss or lick my penis, saying it would be unnatural and disgusting. Now, I could see Escort Pendik her happily enclose his glans with her soft lips, making a face as if she would suck a thick milkshake through a tiny straw. At this point, I realized I never really knew her until now.I totally lost the track of time while I was browsing through their chat log. At 14:00 I was supposed to meet some classmates at the Uni to finish a shared presentation on anaerobic yeast fermentation. When I checked my own phone again, I had several missed calls and tons of messages from unknown numbers. Apparently, the whole campus was present at the party yesterday and suddenly everybody felt the urge to message me about Sarah and how they would like to give her some “private lessons” or practice with her for some “oral exam”. Some people just sent me pictures to remind me that she sucked off this stupid asshole in front of everyone yesterday so I could revisit the scene from almost every angle possible.I didn’t want to leave the bed anymore, I just wanted to move to another city and start over at another university, where nobody would remind me of how much of a coward I am. I sighed and laid down on my side of the bed, only realizing now that my penis was hard. Confused and overwhelmed with all the feelings of desperation, anger and embarrassment I checked the time on my phone and felt a spike of adrenalin rushing through my body. It was 14:15 already, I needed to get up as soon as possible and make my way to university in order to not fail my class for not participating in the group project. After hectically searching for my trousers, I called one of my group partners to let them know I would be late:“I… I am very sorry, I totally forgot about our meeting today! I’m on my way now, I’ll be there in about twenty minutes!” I said out of breath while getting dressed and searching for my shoes.“Yeah, whatever man, don’t worry, heard you had a rough night yesterday,” he said and tried to hide the big smile on his face that made him sound as if he was telling someone a joke.I hung up on him, found my shoes and started lacing them, as I heard Sarah’s keys unlocking the door of the apartment. Followed by the sound of rattling keys came the deep voice of Jack and a loud slap sound as if he just hit her ass with his flat hand. Immediately, I panicked. What was I supposed to do now? My breathing became shallow and my heart pounded heavily in my chest. I heard the sound of her high heels approaching on our parquet floor and searched for a place to hide.

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