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What do you think is Jason’s purposes of telling me all these?
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What do you think will happen in the next chapter?
“Ya see you there!”
I drove like a maniac to get home, not that it mattered how fast I got there since Erin was behind me anyways.
I got home and stood looking out the window excitedly. She pulled into my driveway and I ran to open the door.
I looked out and Erin was still in her car on the phone. Oh shit I thought I forgot Tim was going to meet us here to help tonight.
Finally she put her phone away and came up the steps. I let her in the house
“So I saw you on the phone did you tell Tim we’re here now so he can head over”
“Hell no!” she said catching me off guard and pushing me backwards against the wall. “I told him there were no lights good enough in this whole area and I’m making you take me to the Queenstown to get one now. So not to expect us back until after midnight”
While explaining this she had been working on my belt and the button of my jeans.
Then she leaned in close to my ear even though we were the only ones around and whispered.
“And now I’m going to suck your dick and swallow every drop you have like I wanted to since we left that store”
Then my pants dropped to the floor and Erin to her knees. She kissed my stomach below my navel and then kissed my shaft through my boxers and ran her hands up my chest.
Then she pulled my boxers down and my dick sprang forward. She made a purring sound and then sucked one of my balls in her mouth. While her small hand helped my growing dick.
“Oh fuck” I moaned as she switched to the other nut and looked towards the ceiling my hand resting on her head.
I felt it move away and then my dick slide into her warm mouth, then her tongue start suctioning on my shaft. Her head slid back then released pressure slid forward suck down and slide back out.
I opened my eyes and looked down at the top of her head bobbing.
I wanted to see my dick sliding in her mouth though so I brushed her hair back over her ear and she looked up at me with those eyes still maintaining her pace.
My hips bucked involuntarily causing her to gag and pull my dick from her mouth. As I cursed myself her hand still worked my dick.
“Seems like someone IS having fun.” she said looking up at me with a smile.
“Oh hell ya you’re amazing!”
“Thanks but let me know when you’re getting close to cumming. I just want to be prepared for it in my mouth.”
Then my dick slide back between those strawberry lips. The situation was getting to be too much my friend’s wife had a mouthful of my cock and had just said she was going to swallow my cum.
“OH my god Erin! I can’t take much more I"m gonna blow soon!”
She eased back a little sucking on about half my dick while her hand worked my shaft.
Then it hit me hard I felt the first wave shoot into her mouth. My legs went weak and I slid down the wall. Another blast shot out of me but her mouth still on my dick swallowed it all. She kept sucking cleaning me up with her tongue. Then she curled into my chest.
“That was so incredible I don’t think I can even walk right now” I said stroking her hair gently. “But once I can we’ll have to work on that part you said early about you being naked tonight.”
“Pretty sure I just said half naked if I remember correctly.”
“OK well then I pick the bottom half!”
“Of course you would say that. What with you looking at my ass as much as you do! Even though that’s not really what I meant I guess you got me on a technicality.” She added.
“I’m just gonna check my phone to see what time it is now.” I said reaching over and fishing my phone out of my pants.
One new message flashed on the screen. I checked the clock first. “Good news it’s only 10:30.”
I clicked on the new message. It was from Tim of all people. “Hey man good luck tonight Erin can be a handful she might tire you out.”
Oh that’s right Erin told him we were going shopping! I sent a reply “That sounds like some good advice we just started and I am already sitting down taking a breather.”
Erin lying contently on my chest said “Who are you texting?”
“Oh just Tim”
“Wait what! What are you telling him?!” She asked turning to look at me.
I gave her my phone and she read the messages. “Oh my god you’re so bad, I hope you don’t think I run around on him with all the guys this is just a special thing between you and I”
“Oh I know and I’m drawn to you too it’ll be our secret. Well let’s move this somewhere a little more comfy.” I said standing up and picking her up in my arms.
While I carried her upstairs to my bedroom she was nibbling on my ear lobe. Then she sucked on my neck.
I laid her down on my bed and kissed her deeply then I moved down and kissed her collar bone. Moving down further I pulled up her sweater giving her a kiss on her tight stomach. I grabbed the elastic waist of her leggings and moved them down.
She propped herself up on her elbows to let me take them off. She was wearing a green thong I rubbed the front and found them to be very damp. I pulled them off her as well and tossed them in the corner.
Standingn up I removed my shirt (the only thing I was still wearing) and took the opportunity to admire her. Her sweater was bunched up under her breasts and her pussy was mostly trimmed except for a strip in the middle that glistened with moisture.
To be continued….
WOW. Since I can log-in then quickly post the ending of this episode.
“I’m very happy with my lower half choice.” I said with a little laugh then crawled in between her knees.
I kissed her pussy lips and then then I her hooded clit, I then licked along her entire groove electing a moan from her.
Spreading her open with my fingers and began to lick in earnest.
“Oh god yes” she said her thighs clamping on my head and her juices running down my chin. “Oh I want your cock in me RIGHT NOW!” she demanded.
I got up to my knees and gave myself a couple of tugs she looked at what I was doing and grabbed me guiding it towards her pussy. She rubbed the little strip of fur on the bottom of my cock.
She pointed my dick into her opening and I pressed down. Feeling some resistance I pushed harder and it slid in part way.
“Oh fuck that’s good” I said I just kept pushing with constant pressure her box was so tight and warm once I was balls deep I just stayed there savoring the feeling for a bit.
“This feels so fantastic” I said and she smiled up at me.
I leaned in and kissed her. Then I leaned back and felt her hands on my ass cheeks. I slid my dick out and back in keeping a steady pace. Feeling her tunnel walls contract and myself on the verge I buried myself as deep as I could and her hands squeezed my ass hard, as I felt my cock explode in her pussy.
Completely spent and satisfied I rolled off to her side and said to her. “That was euphoric”
“It was really intense wasn’t it? But I better go now before Tim starts to worry.”
With that I watched her dress and she leaned in gave me a quick kiss and ran out the door. I drifted off to sleep wondering what was to come next.
End of this phase of fucking a friend’s wife in a frienly manner.
The next one…. is not so friendly but something which got me addicted and I discovered how pervert I am….
Not that I want to disappear one. This website sometimes let me in and sometimes don’t let me in.
The following story is a starting point of the dark side in me…. not good. nothing I am proud of…. but the fuck was definitely good.
There was a time that I work for a large IT company, but will do some side jobs occasionally. Working for companies with their networks and email, and sometimes people call for help with their PC’s, to remove spy-ware and viruses, work on printers etc. One day I got a call from a woman named Lisa. She said she got my number from a friend. She asked me if I could help her with her PC as it was running slow and she was getting pop ups. She was a bit out of town, but who am I to turn down a job?
She emailed me her address and I drove out to her house. She lived in a nice house outside of the CBD. I knocked on the door and Lisa came to open it. She was beautiful. Tall with long black hair, she was wearing and nice button red shirt and a short black skirt with black stockings.
She smiled as she led me in to her office, saying “Thanks for coming on such short notice.”
“No problem”, I said. “What is the problem?”
She said she was getting pop ups and it was running slow. I was thinking that maybe her husband was the culprit; it usually is the husband, sneaking on and looking at porn.
“Does your husband use the computer?” I asked. I usually try to be discrete, no reason to get the guy in trouble.
“No” She said. “He’s at work and never around anyway. I’m the only one that uses this computer.”
I looked at Lisa again. She had smoldering eyes, and you could see that she wasn’t too happy about his absence. She had a bit of a lonely look, which was surprising as she was very hot. She had a sense of passion about her that was hard to miss. But she also had a bit of sadness.
She must have thought I was looking at her a bit too long, cause she suddenly turned away, blushing a bit.
“I am dressed up for a show I am going to tonight. I was hoping you would be able to fix this before I had to go.”
I said “I will do my best, show me the problem.”
We moved to the computer desk, and I sat down as she started the PC. She was standing behind me, and as she leaned over to start the computer, her breast brushed on my shoulder. She seemed to linger there a minute and I definitely took notice. When the computer came up I started to look around at the programs for anything obvious. Lisa asked if I would like a drink, and I said sure, whatever you have.
As soon as she left I went into the browser history. I wanted to know what she had been looking at. There were lots of websites about submission and a few movies she had been watching. I turned one on quickly and saw a long legged woman, with her skirt around her waist, bent over a man knee and being spanked. Now I knew what that look in her eyes had been, and I knew what I needed to do. I turned the video off just as Lisa was walking into the room.
She was carrying a long neck Budweiser, and had a cocktail for herself. “Got to get ready for the show” she smiled.
I began to work on the computer and clear out the history and start up files, removing the spy-ware and apps that where slowing it down. While I was working Lisa was moving around the office. She was picking up paper and tidying up. Every time I looked at her she was bent over a table or chair, her ass always in my direction and her skirt riding up. It was a show that I was enjoying, and her teasing was definitely turning me on. After about 1/2 hour I was done with the computer, but not ready to go.
Lisa was finished with her drink, and asked if I wanted another beer. I said yes, and when she came back I stood up to take the drink. She was standing right in front of me, and as she handed me the beer, I let my eyes run up and down her body. When I got to her eyes they were staring at me, but she wasn’t moving. I held her gaze for a minute until she looked away again. She stepped back and put her drink down. I moved forward and took her hand and pulled her body against mine, my other hand wrapping around her waist. When she looked up at me I kissed her. I kissed her hard on her mouth, my tongue forcing it way between her lips. She kissed me for a second and then began struggling to get away.
She pushed hard against my chest, “No!” She screamed. “You must stop!”
She was backing away from me. I stepped forward, following her until she reached the wall. When she backed into the wall I stepped right up to her body and put my arms against the wall, pinning her arms to her sides.
To Be Continued…..
“You must stop” She said, “I can’t do this, I don’t want to do this!” She was trembling. I reached up and grabbed her hair, pulling down until her face looked up at me.
I looked into her eyes and said “You will do this!” And then I kissed her again. This time she struggled and tried to push me away, but I had her pressed to the wall, my hand holding her hair, and my other hand on her ass pulling her against my body.
I felt her body give just a little and push against my cock. I reached up and began rubbing her tits through her shirt. Her nipples were rock hard and I heard a moan come from her lips while I was kissing her.
“I knew you wanted it, I could feel it. A hot bitch like you, home all alone, you need this!”
“NO! I said stop! You can’t come in here and do what you want! Take your hands off me!” Lisa was struggling again, trying to push me away, but I wasn’t moving.
“Shut up.” I said and kissed her again. “I can and will do what I want. You are just a whore waiting for me to take you.”
I reached up and grabbed the front of her shirt, ripping it open, the buttons flying across the room. Her nipples were hard and exposed. I grabbed and twisted her nipple and her screams of protest turned to a whimper of pain.
“Please stop, I don’t want to do this.” There was a hint of a tear in her eye. My hand slid up her thigh, under her dress and up to her pussy. The heat was emanating from her body, and I could feel moistness on her pantyhose.
“Yes you do.” I said as I was rubbing her pussy through the velvety material. “I can feel how much you want this, you are already wet, slut.” She softly groaned as my hand, under her skirt was rubbing against her pussy. I leaned down and took a nipple in my mouth, licking around it, until I suddenly bit down. Lisa’s sharp intake of breathe allowed me to pull her down to her knees by her hair. “Take my cock out, you are going to suck it now!” I demanded.
She looked up at me, “No I said I don’t want to!” She was defiant. There was a little fire in her eyes now and she began to struggle to her feet. I reached down and slapped her face. “I said suck my cock!” I growled at her. Her face flushed a little but she looked away and reached up to undo my buckle and open my jeans.
Lisa pulled my jeans and boxers down to me knees and my cock jumped out to her lips. I pushed her head forward until my cock slipped past her lips and into her hot mouth. I started to fuck her mouth pushing my cock deeper into her throat until she had swallowed my cock to my balls. I was looking into her eyes,
“Suck my cock, whore. Suck it like the slut you are!” Lisa’s head started to bob up and down on my cock, I moved my hands to hold her head on either side and really began to fuck her. Lisa was moaning and I had never had a blow jobs as good. “Oh yes, God you are hot. You love my cock in your throat” I could feel Lisa moan when my cock hit the back of her throat. This bitch loved to suck cock and was about to make me cum. My cock was about to explode, but I wanted her pussy.
I pulled my cock out of her hot mouth and grabbed her by her hair and dragged her to the couch. Lisa was fighting, trying to get away from my hold, but I was to strong for her. I found a scarf draped over the back of the couch and wrapped it around her wrists. I tied her wrist together behind her back, and pushed her over the arm. I reached down under her skirt and flipped it over her back. I rubbed her pussy through her hose, Lisa moaned as I rubbed my finger across her clit. She was soaking wet. I slapped her ass hard, feeling the silkiness of the hose on her ass. Lisa screamed when I grabbed the hose in each hand and ripped them apart. I was now able to touch her bare smooth ass. I kicked her legs apart, grabbed my cock and pushed it against her wet pussy. I rubbed my cock up and down, getting it wet as it opened the folds of her pussy, I slid just inside the entrance and grabbed her hips and slammed my cock into her pussy.
Her body stiffened up as my cock hit the bottom of her pussy. I fucked her as deep as I could. She was now pushing back against me, fucking me back. I was pounding her pussy, slapping her ass and I felt her body shudder. She screamed “NOOO, Stop, I’m cumming!” and her body shook and convulsed as I continued to ream her sopping pussy.
I slipped my cock out her of her gushing pussy and put it against her tight little ass. “I am going to fuck this tight little ass of yours!” I said.
“No please don’t!” Lisa cried. “No one has ever done that!” I couldn’t believe that. Her ass was so nice and round, it was perfect for fucking! I had to have it! I pushed hard until the tip of my cock, slick with her pussy juice popped into her tight little ass. I pushed as she screamed until my balls pushed against her clit. I began fucking it fast and faster until she could take all of me. All I could hear now was some grunting as I was fucking her ass. Lisa started to respond, pushing back against me as I continued to fill her ass with my hard cock.
On the table next to me I saw the Budweiser long neck she had brought me. I grabbed it and slid it under her hips. I started to rub the tip of the bottle against her pussy and clit.
“What are you doing?” She yelled.
“I am going to fill you like you have never felt before!” I growled at her, and then pushed the bottle into her pussy.
Her body tightened against me and then she shuddered and scream in the loudest orgasm I had ever heard. I was fucking her with the neck of the bottle and my cock buried deep in her ass. I could hear her gasps for air as I continued the assault on her body. She was shaking and quivering and I was about to explode.
I felt the cum rising in my cock. I dropped the bottle and grabbed her hips and pushed my cock as far into her as I could. My cock exploded with blast after blast of hot cum. Squirting into her ass and oozing out around my cock. I had never cum so hard before in my life.
Lisa was slumped over the couch arm, I pulled my cock out with an audible pop and walked around to her, grabbed her by the hair and thrust my dripping cock into her mouth.
“Lick me clean, slut!” I said and Lisa eagerly began slurping and licking my cock and balls. I lifted my leg onto the cushion, “Don’t forget my ass.” Lisa licked my balls and ass until all of the gooey juices were gone. I let go of her and her head dropped to the cushion. She was at that moment a beautiful site. Still bent over the arm, dress on her back, shirt ripped open with a small smile as her ragged breath escaped her lips.
I pulled up my jeans. “Your computer is fixed I said. Let me know when your printer breaks!” I walked out.
So make a guess. What is getting me excited nowadadys……
Reading stories on the Internet about sharing your wife is one thing, but doing it is quite another. I have never shared my wife but I did share my girlfriend or lover before. This is a true story about Lynn and myself in just such a scenario.
Lynn is not my wife but we have been staying together. She is on separation and moved out from her home. Now thinking back, I totally forget why she separated with her husband or did I not ask. Somehow, we do not seem to rush into marriage too. I am like… I am already getting the fuck, why rush to give away half my assets even though it is not a lot.
I have been feeling somewhat neglected over that past year. Lynn and I had been staying together for almost 2 years and although we loved each other, our sex life was boring as hell. I’d always have to be the instigator and even then she would try to turn me down most of the time. The only way I got sex was to make a fuss about it.
I was sure the reason Lynn was so conventional and uninspired when it came to sex was that she had some terrible experience with her ex-husband. He must have hurt her deeply and badly in this department but I am not expecting in healing someone emotionally on this. When we read those websites regarding this topic, it always tell you not to rush things. These websites do not seem to know that my blood is rushing to fill up the wrong head.
My only way out for what happened to us is that I was sexually frustrated and had started to surf the Internet; reading porno stories to sate my sexual needs. I started to read about wives, girlfriends, fuck buddies and all the things that other couples did. I knew that most of the stories were the writer’s imagination but they still made me long for it to happen to us.
I fantasize about some other guy making Lynn his cum slurping slut, making her beg for his big stiff cock and I would be there to see her do it, and maybe even help them along. For some reason the idea of seeing Lynn act like a wanton slut with a strange man made me so hot that it became an obsession.
I even steeled my nerves and once, while Lynn and I were actually having a rare “good sex” session, I brought it up to her. She was on top of me riding me for all she was worth, quickly reaching her point of no return when I said, “God, Lynn you look so beautiful, I wish I could see you being fucked by another man.”
She just looked down at me and smiled and quickened her pace, soon climaxing with a groaned and I could feel her body tensed and shivered as her orgasm overtook her. I wondered if my suggestion about another guy had brought her off. But I was afraid to follow it up once she finished cumming. I liked the feeling of her body lying on top of me as she panted for breath, and did not want to get her mad at me.
Sorry for the delay…… Log in problem again.
Then one day, something happened that I guess was the catalyst for what took place next.
Our longtime neighbors had moved away several months before and their house had been on the market ever since. I was wondering how long it would stay empty when one Saturday a moving van pulled up outside. A twenty- something Asian looking guy and his friends spent the morning moving his belongings in. (Apparently, the owners had decided to rent out their house until the market got better.)
I went over to introduce myself and later that day so did Lynn. When she came home after her visit she inadvertently said something that got me thinking. She made the comment that Alvin, (That’s the guy’s name.) was really built.
I struck up a friendship with Alvin and his friends over the next few months. I think he liked both of us and I know that Lynn seemed to like him. I kept scoping him out, trying to find out what he liked and how he might react to an offer to fuck Lynn.
After several late night beer sessions with Alvin, I finally got the nerve up to ask him pointblank. We’d been drinking all afternoon, watching football on his cable TV and we’d been talking about or college days and the women we’d had. (His stories were a lot more detailed than mine since he’d just graduated before moving into our neighborhood.)
I swallowed hard when Alvin complemented me on Lynn, he said that she was pretty hot and that I was a lucky S.O.B. and went on to say that he hoped I took care of her needs properly. This was a good sign I thought.
Actually, Lynn isn’t what you’d call a classic beauty or anything. She’s a little plain, but she has a nice slim body and her breasts are really nice looking, just the perfect size for her body. And although her face is rather plain she does have a clean wholesome “Girl Next Door” appeal and an attractive smile. And all I could do was picture Alvin on top of her shoving his Asian cock into her and fucking her brains out while she moaned for more.
Anyway, I said, “So you think Lynn’s attractive do you?”
He looked at me questioningly and answered, “Yeah I do; she’s a real fox.”
The moment had arrived. I said, “You know Alvin, I’ve always had this fantasy about seeing Lynn with another man.” I paused and looked at him meaningfully then continued, “And I think you’d be the prefect guy to fulfill my fantasy, what do you think?”
Alvin looked shocked and that worried me until a briliant smile broke out on his tan face and he nodded, then said, “Yeah, I think you’re right Larry, but what would Lynn think about it?”
I had it all planned. I knew that Lynn would never go for something this perverted, but I knew a way to make it happen. “Alvin, if she thought you were me, well, she’d take it in stride so to speak.” I smiled, hoping that I looked more confident than I felt.
Then I heard Alvin say, “It’s not like I could pass for you, please tell me more.” And I knew then and there, that I had him in on the plot.
My plan was simple. Get Lynn drunk and let Alvin be the one to end up in our bed. One of the ways I can always count on some good sex is to get Lynn drunk. It seems to release all of her inhibitions and she really lets go. If the lights were low and she was really fucked up I thought that it might just work.
We talked about the possibilities over and over during the next two wweeks. Finally, I decided that it just had to happen and I told Alvin that we’d do the deed that Saturday night.
Saturday rolled around and Lynn, Alvin and I went out to a bar across town. Lynn likes to dance and when I dance with her she’ll drink to “cool off” and usually ends quite drunk. At first, she was holding back on the alcohol because Alvin was there, I guess she felt self- conscious, but after several dances with me and then a couple with Alvin she loosened up and the alcohol started to flow.
Alvin and I “looked” like we were keeping up with her; except our drinks were just plain Coke and hers were Crown Royal and Coke.
So by 11 o’clock Lynn was ready to go home and hit the hay. We left the bar with Lynn sitting beside me in the back seat while Alvin drove. I tested the water by sliding my hand between her legs. She was wearing a short mid thigh dress and my hand snaked up under the material and I could feel that her underwear was moist at the crotch.
She halfheartedly tried to push my hand away, but when I wouldn’t let her, she just scrunched down in the seat and even opened her legs a little bit so I could get better access. We were pretty much like that all the way home.
I know that Lynn must have known that Alvin could tell what I was doing to her, yet she let me keep doing it. That one act of willingness sealed my fait. I decided “not” to trick her into fucking Alvin but to try and get her to do it with her consent.
After arriving home and while getting out of the car I quickly went around to Alvin’s side and explained what I had in mind. He looked doubtful, but said, “In for a penny in for a pound,” and shrugged. I guess if I was willing to let him do Lynn, he was willing to do what I asked.
Alvin and I held Lynn up as we entered our house. We were laughing and stumbling as we entered the living room and let Lynn down onto the couch. Then I sat beside her while Alvin sat in the easy chair a few feet away.
It was now or never. I reached my hand out and snaked it up under her dress again while at the same time covering her mouth with mine, giving her a hot wet French-kiss just the way she likes it when she’s feeling naughty.
Lynn was drunk but not so drunk that she’d forgotten Alvin was still there. She started to shove at my hand and struggled to pull away from my kiss. I hurriedly waved with me free hand for Alvin to come over. I heard him rise from the chair and then I felt him next to me.
Then he was in between us, pushing me back while holding Lynn down against the couch. She sputtered and began to struggle against his hold, but Alvin only held her firmer. Then he pushed her onto her back and climbed on top of her, all the while kissing her passionately, forcing her mouth open and planting his tongue deeply inside.
I watched as Alvin squirmed on top of Lynn’s struggling body. It was a sight to see, it almost looked like Alvin was raping Lynn. He wouldn’t let her up and kept holding her arms over her head with one hand, kissing her on the mouth and unbuttoning her dress with his other hand.
Suddenly Lynn stopped struggling and lay back. Alvin sped his efforts up and got all the buttons to her dress undone. Then without stopping even for a moment he pulled her black lace bra away and down and began to ravage Lynn’s tits. Alvin was feasting on her nipples, first one, then the other and then back again.
I was getting my wish. Another man was ravaging Lynn and I was there to see it. I was experiencing mixed emotions to be sure. No one but me had ever made love to Marsha. I felt a little bad that I was forcing this on her and as I watched Alvin fumbling with his pants I even felt a pang of jealousy. I knew what it felt like to fuck Lynn and he was about to get that experience too.
As I watched the scene unfold in front of me I imagined what Alvin would look like as he pound Lynn with his big cock. I pictured Lynn wrapping her legs around his thrusting body urging him on, and then the moment when he came in her. I imagined his strong tan body stiffening as he gushed deep inside Lynn’s body. I was rock hard with anticipation.
Then reality hit home. As Alvin thrust into Lynn I realized at that very moment that they’d done this before. She took him in like she’d done it a hundred times before. I stood there watching Alvin having his way with Lynn and I knew I’d been had.
Lynn began to thrust up against his down-thrust eagerly accepting him, almost joyfully I thought. Then they both groaned and I knew that they were cumming together in perfect harmony. My fantasy became reality as I watched Alvin’s tan body stiffen on top of Lynn, her legs wrapped around Alvin’s ass as she tried to pull him in deeper.
I’d seen what I wanted, right? Even though I still had an erection I also had a sick feeling inside that I’d made a mistake. Even though it had been so fucking hot to watch another man plowing Lynn I knew then and there that our relationship was in serious trouble.
Painful reality? Well, read on then you will know how this reality affected me.
Sorry for the delay. The last update brought back a lot of unhappy experience and naturally I needed more “release” before coming back to writing again. Some of you manage to guess it. Yes, I was renting a cluster unit in the east that has a drinking place in it. Obvious, not many developments in Singapore has a drinking hole in it. Hahaha.
To continue the story……
It turns out that Alvin was more forthcoming with Lynn than I would ever have imagined. Apparently, he’d told her several weeks before, right when I first suggested the idea of sharing her with him. At first, she was so mad that she just sent him away and fumed for a couple of days. (I guess I missed the signs.)
Then she came to him and they became lovers. As she said at our divorce, “Why not go ahead and enjoy herself since that was what my partner wanted.” She said, “Since my partner or husband or whatever we are was willing to betray me there was no reason for me to be faithful to him anymore.”
As it turns out she got the house and the car, I got the van and my clothes. Alvin ended up moving in with Lynn after the settlement was complete. Now I get to imagine him fucking her every night, and according to Lynn, they do it every night because he’s so fucking good. Well, literally.
After this incident, I am back to my no confidence self again and lost interest in sex for a while. To put it more bluntly, I am greatly disturbed by the fact that I am not good in bed. That feeling hurts especially it comes from someone you love. I wonder around soul less and fucked whatever shit that comes my way (still insist on not paying for sex) regardless is it ugly, fat or old. Just find a living female to fuck. Just for the fact that someone is willing to fuck me but I never dare to ask if I am good or not. I think most guys like to ask this question. “How was it?” Finally, one day, I discover what I enjoy and what excites me.
This is the part that my best buddy cum my boss got involved. He knows that I was going through a rough patch in life and wonders how he could help me. Frankly, he has helped a lot just by tolerating with my lateness in work. One night, he told me that we need to talk. He grabbed me out for a beer and shared that HR has insist that I should be given a warning letter and he is made to do it. In fact, he will be giving me the warning letter tomorrow. I was thinking to hell with it. His name is Jason.
“Now look, you are not in very bad shit. This shit could be a lot more worse. If you have the patience, I could share my personal experience with you, then you can have your new definition of shit.” Jason carried on. I was like … fine.
“Stella and I have been dating since we first met back in high school and at this point we’re both 18 years old in college. Stella and I are students at different schools but since we are still very much in love with each other, we decided to have a long-distance arrangement. It wasn’t easy, which meant we had gotten very close to breaking up until we found the answer to all our problems by making this one change in our relationship. What does this all mean? How did this happen?” He asked as he waved to the waitress for another round of beer. Now he looks like he need the drink more than me.
“I like it when my girlfriend has sex with other men. I like knowing about it, hearing about it, and most of all - I like seeing her in action when it happens. I like watching her with a tall, muscular, white guy - a guy with the kind of body I wish I had - and especially a guy with a thick, massive cock. I like seeing her with a masculine alpha stud that can fuck her how she needs to be fucked. When all is said, and done, there is nothing I love more than watching a real man pleasure my beautiful, loving girlfriend in a way that my little dick never can. Yes, I admit my dick is small. It is a fact, so I find other means to pleasure my girl which I enjoy too. You think you suck in bed? Wait till you are in my shoes.” He is closed to tearing when he explained all these.
“Stella and I first met when we were both living in the Boston area. I felt extremely lucky to have her as my girlfriend because she was a gorgeous white French girl with flowing brown hair, a sexy petite body, perky round boobs, and an extraordinarily tight and smooth pussy. I didn’t notice it back then, but it’s obvious now that my fetish with being cuckolded started as early as when she and I began seeing each other. Stella was the first person I began having regular sex with and she was my first real girlfriend as well so it was her and her experience I looked up to since she was much more familiar with sex and relationships than I was.
My initial interest in her experience soon developed into an even stronger obsession about her romantic and sexual past - I was hooked. Stella always made sure to do whatever she could to make me happy, meaning we had lots and lots of sex and we experimented with all sorts of naughty activities. But, even with all crazy and kinky things considered, the one thing about her that caught me off guard, and which I could never forget - starting from the very first night Stella and I ever slept together, and during every time we did so after that, not only did she allow me to fuck her without wearing a condom, she also let me finish by cumming inside her pussy.
However, I found out that this was also the case for all the other guys she had ever been intimate with before… I learned by the time my girlfriend and I began dating, she had already fucked ten different men. By the time everything in the rest of this story happened, that number would rise up to a grand total of 14. Stella had bareback sex with every single she had slept and she had no issue with the fact that all of them had cum inside her.
I remember asking her how she felt about having unprotected sex with so many men. Stella told me she trusted all of them because she either knew the guy personally or that he was introduced through a mutual friend. Her main excuse was that she was on birth control so she even went so far as to say, “If he was already fucking me without a condom on, I just kind of expected him to cum inside me.” I didn’t see any of this as a bad thing at all. In fact, finding out how much bareback sex she had before me turned me on even more. Naturally, this led to me coming up with a nickname for my girlfriend, which accurately gave her the title of The Creampie Queen.” He chuckled as he paid the waitress that brought our beers. I was having an erection when he reached this part of his past. A creampie queen, nice.
Shortly after Stella and I became a couple, I had really gotten to know a lot of the people that she was friends with quite well and that led to me becoming friends with them too. What I wasn’t expecting was how intensely this would further fuel my cuckold tendencies. Soon enough, I discovered that several of the guys I had recently befriended have had sex with Stella in the past. Knowing that so many of my new, and now only, friends have not only fucked my girlfriend, but have also creampied her was extremely arousing once I realized that all of them have been to places inside of her that only I should get to go now. This gradual discovery of how slutty my girlfriend truly was further provoked my curiosity and made me wonder just how far she was willing to go.
When I initially began asking Stella about all her sexual experiences and partners, she noticed I enjoyed hearing about it and that I wasn’t discouraged by everything and everyone she has been with so she began to open up more and more. She would describe what these guys looked like - lots of them were tall, white, handsome studs with very muscular bodies. Most importantly, they were all much bigger than me. I have the smallest penis that has ever been inside her, though she said it was still fun to be with. Even though I thought I’d be embarrassed about the size of my little dick, the thought of it being used against me turned me on. Knowing how many real men have pleasured my girlfriend with their huge cocks and cum inside her, it didn’t make sense that she would enjoy having sex with my tiny one. I wanted Stella to make fun of my small penis when we had sex and compare it to all the big dicks she had ever been with. It would have driven me wild just to hear her say, “I can barely feel your tiny uncut dick inside me. I want a real man’s cock to fill me up and give me the fucking I deserve. Your pathetic little dick doesn’t do anything for me. Is it even in yet?” as we made love to each other. He down the beer when he reached this part and waved for a round 3.
I was like shit. He is worse off. At least I can still improve on my sexual skills, for him…. Is there an operation to improve cock size?
Sorry people, it is not easy writing something thatI hate to remember but at the same time finding it a little turn on. Weird combination I know. Here we go again….
Jason was turned on by his small penis humiliation and I was fantasying about cuckolding him. This was at least what was going on in my mind as he ordered his third round of beer, take a sip and carry on his narration.
The first obvious signs started when Stella moved away, making it so that they were in a long-distance relationship. Things seemed tough before she actually left, but appeared to ease up once they engaged ourselves in the long-distance system; after more than a month together for summer vacation, they truly believed they connected enough to make it work.
Jason continued down his memory lane, “It was around this time that I began researching into the cuckold lifestyle, learning what I could and teaching myself more and more about it. I became increasingly turned on the more I learned, but I was still hesitant about letting Stella know because I was scared she would find it too weird seeing as how I voiced my concerns about Tim and the threat I felt from him. She comforted me and convinced me I had nothing to worry about when it was clear she enjoyed his attention and obsession, but with how young and naïve I was, I really couldn’t pick up on things. I soon became more and more obsessed with the thought of being cuckolded - my thoughts turned from “That guy is so much more manlier.I hope she’s not cheating on me with him” into “I wish my girlfriend would have sex with guys that are manlier than me.” I gradually began sharing these thoughts and my fondness for cuckolding to Stella. She was confused at first, and even thought it might be a trick considering how concerned I was that she might be having a thing with Tim, but after explaining things in detail to her and where I was coming from, and showing her just how turned on I was by the thought of it, she began to accept the fact that I was a cuckold.” Frankly, I was dumb folded when he paused here and looked at me.
He carry on “I shared resources about cuckolding with Stella while I was still overseas and she was going to school. She started to learn more and more about this fetish and began to understand where I was coming from - even including my small penis humiliation fetish after explaining to her how all of her sexual partners so far were bigger than me and how I could only assume Tim had a bigger dick than me too considering how muscular his figure was. Stella still had that drive within her that made her want to party because of her life so she tried going out on the town as much as she could, which was much harder but she still ended up running into him more than a few times. Once her comfort with my fetish began growing, she started truthfully telling me how she was stirred up by his sculpted figure and alpha male attitude, and after seeing how comfortable I was hearing this from her, she became less shy and spoke up more about it.”
“Jason, what is your point of telling me all these?” I asked. Quite frankly, I am getting a hard on by imagining myself fucking his Stella as he watched.
“Relax buddy. Hear me out and you will know what I mean. My first time visiting Stella was in October, during my birthday, which was more than two months after she moved there and more than one month of her being acquainted with Tim. Now that she was much more familiar with my passion of being cuckolded, she was willing to go further than she did before when they would talk about her being with other men or roleplaying situations.
Also, it was such a turn on finding they were interacting with each other more than I thought they were. On the night both of us celebrated my birthday, Stella was well aware of how turned on I was at the thought of being cuckolded, she drove me wild with lust when they were making love because right as I was in the middle of thrusting in and out of her, she leaned closer to my ear and whispered, “Jason, I can’t feel a thing. You’re so small compared to him. Is that as deep as you can go?” And right as I was reaching the point of orgasm, Stella moaned so loudly and convincingly - almost like she had said it before - “OH TIM! DON’T STOP! Fuck me harder! You’re so much bigger than my boyfriend! Cum inside me, Tim!”
Once Stella saw just how much that dirty talk turned me on and how hard it made me cum, she became more open to doing that. When we would have sex, she’d always whisper right into my ear about how small I was and how much bigger Tim’s man sized cock was and how he could satisfy her when I couldn’t. However, at this point, I didn’t know if she actually slept with him or not. What turned me on, even more, was the thought of all the manly big-dicked guys I personally knew and how they actually had sex with the girl that I now looked at as my one true love and soul mate. It was the thought of them giving my girlfriend a creampie like the cum slut she is that turned me on the most. Once I voiced that turn on to her, she was very receptive to it but thought they should start slowly and not delve into anything real just yet. I proposed the ideas of some dildos and other toys and she happily agreed to the idea.”
At this point that he paused, I have pitched quite a tent in my pants. I dare not stand up or move as I do not want to give him the wrong idea. Here, I have a friend that is sincerely telling me his side of the story to make me feel better. There I am fantasizing about fucking his girl. I am really some kind of screwed.
“Stella was scheduled to visit me during her school’s winter break for a few weeks so I ordered a couple of toys to her address for her to bring back during her visit so we could use it together. There was lubrication, a ball gag, furry handcuffs, a male chastity device, a white seven inch standard girth dildo, and, most importantly, a very thick nine inch realistic black dildo that could attach to harness and act as a strap-on. She enjoyed the white dildo because it was about the same size as the guys she had sex with before she and I got together - a fact that turned me on immensely. However, I will never forget the time that I fucked her with the black dildo, that we named Marcus, for the first time. I blindfolded her so she wouldn’t be visually intimidated by the size, used copious amounts of warm lube, and (surprisingly even to me) got the entire nine thick inches inside her down to the hilt. She said she couldn’t even believe it, but I knew that she’s taken cock just as big if not a bit bigger.” He took a last swing at the beer and suggested that we take a walk. I told him that I am kind of beat and would rather sit if he wants to continue the story.
“It is not a story, buddy. It is a painful realization.” Jason continued “The best part about fucking Stella with Marcus was how intensely she would orgasm when I penetrated in and out of her at the perfect speed and angle. She kept saying how size didn’t matter and that it was just a big dick but after witnessing the sheer amount of pleasure she was lost in, and how she told me the sensation of being completely filled up was overwhelming, and the feeling of having such a huge cock taken out of her was so gratifying, I knew she loved having a massive slab of man meat inside her no matter how much she denied it. The most pleasurable part for me was that it was the first time I was able to experience the pleasure of how it feels to be cuckolded. When I fucked Stella with Marcus, our nine inch strap on, her pussy was sopping wet and she was cumming nonstop over and over again. Right after I fucked my girlfriend with Marcus strapped on, her pussy was so stretched out that I couldn’t feel anything when my little dick entered inside her. She even confirmed the same areas inside her that I would usually have to get to in order to make her cum had gone deeper inside her so that only Marcus could make her orgasm.
The best part about that first time was that I could tell how genuine Stella was when she told me she could barely even feel me after I fucked her with Marcus. She said I felt like a little finger poking around and that I should just give up because Marcus reached places so deep inside her that I will never be able to feel them no matter how hard I try - that made me cum right then and there. We had a lot of fun with Marcus especially when I would wear the strap-on harness with Marcus attached to it, warm up and lube up this nine inch monster, and make love to my girlfriend in the position that I normally would. The major difference was between her facial expression when they would have sex normally compared with the lust and wonder in her eyes when I thrusted in and out of her slutty pussy with Marcus’s nine thick inches after mounting her during sex in the same missionary position they always started with. I could tell by her enthusiasm that she craved bigger cocks and didn’t just say she did because it turned me on.I soon learned to love how wet and loose my girlfriend’s pussy felt when I fucked her without the strap-on while she told me how pathetic my tiny uncut dick was and how she couldn’t feel anything compared to all the real man sized cocks she’s fucked in her life. She told me that only big real man sized cocks could make her cum and that she was only fucking me and my little dick out of pity.”
When Jason pause here and looked at me, I guessed it showed on my face that I was thinking about Lynn and her lover. I had this painful feeling on my face as I am thinking that must be what she is thinking…..
Bro, need to stop here. That painful feeling is coming back again.
First, thanks for the great support and some power ups and some zapping. At least I know that there are people reading my boring memorial. In the previous updates, which I still have no idea why Jason is sharing his story with me and what exactly is his intention. Whatever it is though, it is giving me a hard-on. Jason moved on and continue his recounting.
“As much as Stella enjoyed having her pussy fucked by our nine inch Jason, she still seemed to prefer our seven-inch white dildo that was a little less wide and was the exact shape and size of some of her favorite sex partners before me. She was still visiting me in B– so they started talking about how much it turned me on thinking about her with some of the guys she has fucked before because knew them and I knew they had sex with my girlfriend. After prodding her for a little more information, she told me she had a thing with this guy and that she fucked him quite a few times only less than a month before she and I started dating. I knew him well and his name was Ryan. He was a tall, handsome white guy, which happened to be just her type, who was a few years older than us. He was also very good at keeping in shape which was shown by his very sculpted and very muscular body.
Stella told me what happened between them - he took her home from the club on the night of her birthday party, which happened to be only three weeks before she and I started dating, and he had sex with her that night. He took her back to his place many nights after that and he filled her up with warm sticky cum every time.
That wasn’t even the best part. After Stella and I talked about her past sexual partners and their skills in bed as well as how attractive they still were to her, she confessed that Ryan was still very hot in her eyes and she really wanted to have sex with him again. She told me how he could last multiple sessions throughout the entire night, how sexy and sculpted his muscular body is, and how long and thick his large cock was. After hearing how enthusiastic she was to be reliving the experience, I was more than happy to oblige. Seeing as how knew him well and that they were good friends too, the thought of it drove me wild. I urged her to talk to him about it and see if there was something they could set up that break. I was so eager for my girlfriend to make me her cuckold and this just seemed like an amazing opportunity to do so. She ended up talking to him with me jumping in here and there to convince him that I was alright with the whole thing. He seemed pretty excited and they began to talk about ideas. Unfortunately, the timing didn’t pan out right and I returned with her to M– to spend a few months together.
Over the next several months while Stella and I lived together in M–, they gradually developed my cuckold fantasies together. Our roleplaying intensified and this would include Stella dressing up in different outfits, substituting my name for the names of her ex-lovers (especially Tim and Ryan) when they made love, locking me up in chastity and other bondage like gear, and her acting out fantasies of mine such as her getting fucked by a big black cock, being cream pie by Tim, her seeing a guy this whole time and keeping it secret from me, etc. I would fuck her more often now with the strap-on while she pretended was a different guy who was manlier and more muscular. I also had underwear made for us that made our positions clear if a bull were to ever see it - something that would come in handy before Stella visited me for the summer. Soon enough, she began talking with guys online. As they started approaching summer time, she finally found a man she was attracted to - his name was Rick, he had a very toned body, an alpha-male attitude, and he was a handsome and hung man just a little older than us.
Now, I had to return to B–, but I still urged Stella to continue talking to Rick. She was scheduled to come to B– so they could spend more of the summer time together. Weeks passed and after innocent talking led to less innocent talking, she asked me if it was ok to meet up with Rick only 1 week before she traveled to B– to visit me. Of courseI told her supported her and I hoped that she would take some pictures and a give me a recap of what happened between them. I knew she would be more at ease without me there and that she would feel free to express herself more being that this was the first time she did this. She originally planned to have an innocent meet up with him where they only talked to have coffee, but after being away from me for so long, she was so horny by this point that she was desperate for some dick.
Their first meet up was at a hotel where she ended up having sex with the eleventh person she’s ever slept with. She hadn’t met Rick in person before then - she had only talked to him for a couple weeks before that - and she still fucked him for many hours on the very first day they met. The one thing that surprised me was how she let me have anal sex with her after dating for a year but she let him do that right after her first orgasm and after having known him for only an hour and seeing his thick, eight inch cock. Even better was the fact that Stella didn’t ask him to wear a condom once during the five rounds of sex they had all over their hotel room. Rick repeatedly fucked my girlfriend in the pussy, ass, and mouth and came inside her every single time. They did it on the hotel bed, couch, and shower. I was asleep and on the other side of the world when this was happening. As soon as woke up, I texted her and the first thing she sent me was a selfie of the two of them naked in bed together followed up with many pictures, videos, and an outlined story of what exactly happened.
There is no way to describe how amazingly mind blowing the sensation I felt was like when I saw proof that I had officially been cuckolded. I masturbated so many times to those photos and videos and especially to the very detailed story Stella wrote for me of what happened. She was back in B– only a week later and they couldn’t stop having sex which was mostly me penetrating her in the missionary position as she told me how amazing it felt to be fucked by Rick and have his huge man cock inside her. She told me when they first began in the hotel room that she had to stop for a moment because it felt so strange to actually be with another man other than her boyfriend. He was very gentlemanly about it and offered to stop but, as proof of how much of a dirty slut she is, she continued and fucked him until he came inside every part of her that he could enter.
After they were finished, Stella and I met up and something happened that I will never ever forget. She knew what my fantasies and turn on were so she when finished, she made sure it was inside her. Once our bull was finished inseminating my gorgeous girlfriend, he went to clean himself up, leaving her alone with her little dick cuckold of a boyfriend. She started to role-play as soon as they were by ourselves - “Come here and fuck me. Did you like watching me fuck another man right in front of you?” As soon I was inside her, I experienced a pleasure that I’ve never felt before. It was the silkiest, most slippery warm sensation I have ever felt and I knew exactly why it felt that way, causing me to begin thrusting in and out of her sloppy, loose pussy immediately.
Stella could tell how much pleasure I was in and asked me, “I’ve been a naughty girlfriend tonight. Does it feel different being inside me this time? It’s because fucked another man right before this and he came deep inside me. How does it feel knowing another man came inside your girlfriend just now and your little dick only get to fuck his sloppy seconds after he cream pie me with his real man cock?“I came right then and there. They went back to my room after I came but it didn’t stop there. They continued to fuck a few more times and the best feeling I will never forget was how warm and slippery my girlfriends cum soaked pussy felt while I fucked her sloppy seconds. “You want to know a secret baby? A real man came inside me tonight and your little dick is sliding in and out of that right now. How does it feel knowing you weren’t the first inside me tonight? Do you enjoy knowing your girlfriend is a naughty whore for huge cock? It’s not like you have a say since I can’t even feel anything right now with your little dick inside me after those big muscular men finished using my slutty pussy to dump their loads in.”
As the night continue, Jason shared more and more of his experience. I cannot help but notice, he is getting excited just by recounting these experiences to me. Even though I know Stella and him are happily married now, I could not comprehend this part of their dating life. Yes, you read me right. They are not married and migrated to stay in Singapore. It is like forgetting about their past and standing afresh.
“I was already a cuckold before this since she fucked Rick before visiting me. However, this was such a monumental occasion because it was the first time got to make love to Stella’s sloppy seconds after another man came inside her pussy and left a cream pie in there. The next step was when she traveled to spend a few weeks there because of the family. Coincidentally enough, there was also someone else who originated from that town. Needless to say, she got in contact with him pretty soon seeing as how she is been hungering for his cock and that she was already on a roll with cuckolding me. When she finally confessed to me how Ryan was one of the best fucks of her life and how she has been craving his big dick ever since I eagerly encouraged my girlfriend to have sex with him as soon as she could. She met up with him two times that summer and they had a multiple hours long, overnight sex marathon both times. The way she explained it was the best. Even though she took pictures for me, the outline of their sex really helped one imagine things and will be added here. Obviously, they did not use a condom seeing as how she is still the Cream Pie Queen. Ryan told me himself that they even went to the pharmacy afterward to get a morning after pill because he came multiple times and drained several huge warm loads of his potent alpha seed deep inside my girlfriends fertile, well-fucked pussy. Making me feel like even more of a cuckold, they had sex on the bed, the couch, and the shower in the same apartment that Stella and I usually stay.”
Ryan was also such a strong alpha-male man that he could fuck Stella just by lifting her up and down with her in midair - a fantasy of hers that she is had ever since she opened to me about what kind of men turn her on. The difference was that they actually spent the night together. That turned me on the most. And when she explained to me how they met, went to the movies, had sex as soon as they got home, and did it repeatedly in all the details she provided, it did not seem like they were just having sex - it felt like they were making fiery passionate love. She told me how she had never cum so much in her life and that he was a sex machine. Stella went on and on about how their sweaty bareback sex was so raw that it felt like she was an animal in heat and that Ryan was savagely mating with her and breeding her like the beast he is. She was enamored by how his thick circumcised man cock that is twice as long as mine hit pleasure spots so deep inside her that she had the most intense orgasms ever, especially when she could feel his 8-pack washboard abs touching her. It was then that I felt like the ultimate cuckold because my loving innocent girlfriend finally lets her true colors show and allowed herself to be pounded and creampie by this muscular stud of man while begging for his throbbing manhood like the dirty little slut she is.”
He ended here and looked at me in the eyes again.
“That was the last episode before we decided to end things and get married. We have tried both our fantasy and lived it. It is now possible to stay faithful to each other. How about you, my friend? Do you know why you feel unhappy now? Is it because your wife got her fantasy satisfied and you did not get yours?”
His questions started me thinking about a lot of things. Little did I know this was only the beginning… The beginning of something interesting and exciting. Now two guesses for you before I paint off.