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Note: Seems like everyone enjoyed Ep1, so I shall embark upon Ep2. Have fun!

Chapter 1

After the episode with B, Z’s mind was a mixture of emotions. Simply put, she was at a loss of what to do. On one hand she had clearly been penetrated by another man who is not her boyfriend and enjoyed it. On the other hand it was debatable whether she had been a willing participant and how it would hold up as a defence.

Thoughts raised through her mind as she wondered how to proceed. With her boyfriend, with B and with her own newfound demon. She had wanted to break up with her boyfriend for some time. Now that she was the one who had sex with someone outside the relationship, she could not bear to bring up the topic anymore, instead hanging out and going on dates as if nothing had ever happened.

Worse, her boyfriend had sensed the growing distance between them and had been trying ever harder to rescue the relationship Z has abandoned in her heart. He began to come up with more surprises, buying more flowers, whispering more sweet nothings. Z could only force herself to smile and pretend she loved the effort. It was the hardest whenever Z’s boyfriend had initiated sex. Z could find no reason to object, yet lost all passion for the mediocre love-making after the intense session with B. She would imagine it being B with his bigger tools, stronger and more forceful methods exploiting her when her boyfriend fucks her. Often, she had to fake an orgasm just to get the session to stop, feeling even more guilty afterwards when her boyfriend tucks her in lovingly before turning in.

She would then lie awake as her boyfriend snored noisily beside her, reliving the experience at the back of B’s car. Touching herself slowly and as quietly as possible, Z imagined what else B would have done to her as she plays with her sensitive clitoris, sending tingling shocks up her spine. Discreetly, Z would reach her orgasm as she increased the intensity on her clitoris, rubbing her own breasts to aid the effort, before lamenting on the shitty situation she has now ended up with after she came.

Struggling to hold everything in, Z searched desperately for an outlet to release her pent-up feelings. She could no longer confide in her university clique, who knew the guy and her well, who would also not hesitate to judge her for being such a slut, just like many other women they used to gossip about. Her obviously could not tell her boyfriend, nor social media platforms such as Facebook and Twitter and after searching on the internet, found a twitter-like app, Whisper, which some on the internet have used to share these stuff.

Satisfied with the anonymity provided and the community sharing about their own cheating experiences, sexual romps, Z typed her first post apprehensively and hit the send button.

“Never knew it was this hot to fuck in the back of a car”.