I caught my girlfriend having sex with my uncle for money

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“I met Esther in a nightclub. We dated for a little over a year, and everything seemed fine. She was beautiful, funny, and seemed to genuinely care for me. But I didn’t know she was only interested in me for my money.

After a while in our relationship, I started to notice little things that didn’t add up. She would constantly ask me to buy her expensive gifts or take her on lavish trips. She would even make comments about wanting a big engagement ring someday, but I just overlooked it, thinking it was one of her jokes.

So one day, she took money from my bank using my debit card. She didn’t tell me it was her until I went to the bank and they showed me a photo of her at the ATM making withdrawals.

When I confronted her, she broke down crying, telling me that she had some unexpected emergency and didn’t know how to ask me, so she took it. I forgave her that day, but she did it again a few weeks later, so I had to break up with her.

I was alone and single for months. Aside from being horny most of the time, I was in peace.

Then out of the blue, I received a text from an unknown number, it says something like “I’ve missed you so much and, l’d give anything to see you again”.

I was surprised, i didn’t know who it was so i called back. Turns out it was Esther, my ex. To be honest, i missed her as well. I’ve missed spanking her bu-tt ch-eeksduring d@ggy and i missed eatingher juicy pssy.

I haven’t had sex since the breakup, but I occasionally masturbate. However, I don’t do it often because I know how addictive masturbation can be. Anyway, I accepted, and she came to my house the next evening.

She had lost weight and her eyes were all puffy; she looked completely different. We sat on the couch to talk while the TV played in the background. She said she realized the value of our relationship after it was over and that she wants us back together.

I saw the sincerity in her eyes, and honestly, it melted my heart. I never knew I was walking into a trap.

She came close to me to cuddle and began to say all these nice words to me, and as she was doing that, she was slowly rubbing and playing with the hair on my chest and swiping her fingers on my nipples. Of course, she still knows how to turn me on.

My d*ck stood up, and I think she noticed it. Then she came up to my face and said, ‘I missed you so much,’ and she kissed me. We started messing around on the couch. She was naughty as usual.

While still kissing me, she put her hands inside my trousers and was stroking my hard d*ck. She had a soft, sweaty palm, so I was feeling everything.

I bet she was determined to give me the best sex ever so I could consider making her my girlfriend again because she was too professional that day. So, we continued kissing, and she kept smooching my d*ck in my trousers with her hand. My d*ck grew bigger and bigger to its limit.

To make things worse, she unbuttoned my shirt and started licking and sucking my breasts, then inserted her hand back into my trousers and resumed the handjob. It suddenly became one of the best nights with her. I was rubbing her hair and letting the pleasure flow into me.

A few minutes later, I came in my trousers. She pulled out her hand, and my cum was all over it. I was a little embarrassed, but she didn’t seem bothered.

I went to the bathroom and washed up, and she washed her hands as well. After that, I undressed her, laid her on the bed naked, and started eating her p*ssy. I love the taste of her juice. It was warm and delicious as ever. I had my tongue in and out, and I had my whole mouth on her swollen clit.

The way she was moving and squeezing my hair, I knew she was enjoying it, so I added more pressure on it to make her come, but she didn’t, so I climbed her, inserted my **** in, and we started having sex. It felt like we were back together, and my heart was filled with joy.

I was starting to think that maybe she had changed. Not knowing her plans, she left the next morning, and I was happy throughout that week. I don’t have to masturbate again; I have my girlfriend back.

We didn’t meet up for sex again after that, but we do meet up just to catch up with things. So one day, I was at work when a text message came into my phone again… it was from her. ‘Hi, I think I’m pregnant, I’ve been feeling feverish and spits form in my mouth.’ I was shocked and scared.

On my way from work that day, I bought a T.P test kit and gave it to her. The next day, she called me and told me the test showed positive. I became shocked and confused. I knew for a fact that I had not used protection, so I couldn’t defend myself.

Esther suggested we terminate the pregnancy, but I felt like I should talk to someone about it first. There’s actually nothing wrong with me having a baby at my age, but I don’t trust Esther that much.

So, I turned to my uncle, who is like a mentor to me. I called him and told him I needed to talk to him about something, and he told me to come over to the house. But I didn’t go until Sunday that week.

When I got to his house, I let myself in since I’m not a guest or anything. But as I walked in, I saw my uncle and Esther on the living room floor having sex. I couldn’t believe my eyes. They also saw me, but I think they were speechless or something, so I left without saying a word. Although, I didn’t leave completely.

I stood outside for a while, thinking that Esther would at least feel ashamed and try to leave, but she didn’t. I was standing outside for 20 minutes, and she never came out, so I stormed back in and barged in… I think the door almost fell off because I used all the force I have to hit the door. And guess what? They were still at it.

They even changed position into doggy style. She was holding the sofa while he was holding her waist. They both looked at me in shock. Men! I couldn’t hold it in any longer, so I started shouting and yelling at them. They quickly scrambled to cover themselves. I gave them a piece of my mind and then I left.

That evening, my uncle came to my house… I didn’t want to let him in, but I needed some info. He came in, sat down, and said, ‘He didn’t know she was my girlfriend, that she was just a random girl he paid for sex whenever he was feeling horny.’

I was so heartbroken. My head was spinning in my skull. I told him that the same girl was pregnant for me and that was what I wanted to discuss with him about. Then he said, ‘Esther had also told him she was pregnant and he had already given her money for an abortion.’ I asked him when she had told him, and he said it was about three weeks ago.

Esther was never pregnant for me. She was pregnant for my uncle or… maybe she wasn’t even pregnant at all. I felt so angry, but later, I felt relieved.

Since she might not be pregnant, it’s a relief for me, but still, I was very angry at both my uncle and her. I took my phone and blocked her off. I have no idea how she met my uncle, and I don’t care. And as for my uncle, it took me a while to even look at him without feeling ashamed of him.

He has a wife and kids and still behaves like that? I lost all respect for him, and the relationship between me and him ruined. At a point, I even felt like telling his wife, but I don’t want to ruin his life. And it won’t be nice if those kids grow up without the love of their parents. So that’s the end of my story. Fear Women.”

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