Several years after splitting up, he showed interest in me again after I’d built a gym booty, pleading that he would “do anything” to bend me over. I let him clap my cheeks..

Not every relationship ends on bad terms. I was with a guy for around a year and we stayed friendly. We had mutual friends but I would rarely see him around.

I worked my ass off (literally) in the gym. My only goal was building my body. I wanted a strong physique, but what every girl truly wants - a seriously plump squat booty.

I bumped into my ex on a night out. It’d been a while since we saw each other and I’d made massive progress (many experience a ‘glow up’ period - this was mine).

I remember feeling good, having squeezed myself into a dress, minus the fact that my ass nearly ripped it.

We had a drink together and danced, before him whispering that he would do anything to bend me over. I can’t lie, I felt sexy, powerful and that I was capable of giving him one hell of a time.

He came back to my place and quite literally worshipped my cheeks. They were smothered with kisses. In return, I worshipped his cock with my tongue and before we knew it, my cheeks were being clapped at a rate that screamed “I haven’t fucked in months.”

I even let him record it as he pleaded. Sure, I knew it could end up anywhere. But fuck it, I wanted him to remember our encounter. I sincerely hope he jerked off to it a few times, because if I had a copy of it, I’d have played with myself too.