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Violet's eyes widened in surprise, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "That's it, baby," she purred. "Beg him for it. Beg him to fuck me until I scream."
I took a deep breath, my heart pounding in my chest. I couldn't take my eyes off Violet, her body glistening with sweat as she fingered herself faster and harder.
"Please, Ray," I said, my voice low and husky. "Please fuck Violet. Make her come all over your cock. Make her scream your name."
I felt a pang of jealousy as the words left my mouth, but it was drowned out by the overwhelming desire to see Violet in ecstasy.
"And please call her dirty girl," I whispered.
Violet moaned loudly, her eyes rolling back in her head as she brought herself to the brink of orgasm. "Yes, baby," she gasped. "That's so fucking hot. I'm going to come so hard for you."
I watched in awe as she threw her head back, her body convulsing with pleasure. She screamed out Ray's name, her juices gushing out of her cunt.
And then Ray stepped into view, his cock standing at attention. He stroked it slowly, a smirk on his face.
"Don't worry, buddy," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'll take good care of your dirty girl."
He walked over to the bed and climbed on top of Violet, positioning himself between her legs. She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him close.
"Fuck me, Ray," she whispered. "Fuck me like my husband can't. His cock is useless and encased in steel, while your magnificent cock takes his wife. I am your dirty girl."
I watched in disbelief as Ray positioned himself between Violet's legs, his massive cock poised at her entrance. I couldn't tear my eyes away from the screen, my heart pounding and my cock throbbing painfully in its cage.
"Please, Violet," I begged, my voice hoarse with desperation—second thoughts tearing through me. "Don't do this. I'll make it up to you, I swear." But my hands stroking my cage proofed my words a lie. Our safety word flashed through my mind. But before I could utter it and stop this madness, Vi cut me off.
"Shh, baby," she cooed. "Just watch. This is your birthday present to me, remember?"
With that, Ray thrust forward, burying himself deep inside Violet. She let out a loud moan, her back arching off the bed.
"Oh fuck, yes!" she cried out. "Your cock feels so good, Ray! So much bigger than my husband's!"
I gritted my teeth, my stomach churning with jealousy and humiliation. But at the same time, I couldn't deny the thrill that ran through me as I watched my best friend fucking my wife.
Ray began to move, thrusting in and out of Violet with long, powerful strokes. She moaned and writhed beneath him, her nails digging into his back.
"That's it, dirty girl," he growled. "Take my cock. Take it deep."
Violet's eyes rolled back in her head, her mouth falling open silently. I could tell she was already close to the edge.
"Fuck, Ray!" she gasped. "You're going to make me come! Keep going, don't stop!"
Ray grinned, picking up the pace. His balls slapped against Violet's ass with each thrust, the sound filling the room.
I watched in a daze, my hand still stroking my caged cock uselessly. I couldn't believe this was happening but couldn't look away.
"Are you going to cum for Ray, dirty girl?" I asked helplessly
Violet's moans grew louder and more frantic, her body tensing up beneath Ray. "I'm coming!" she screamed. "I'm coming on your big cock, Ray! Fuck me, fuck me harder!"
Ray obliged, pounding into her with all his might. Violet's body convulsed, her pussy clenching around his cock as she came hard.
I groaned in frustration, my orgasm building despite the cage around my cock. I could feel the pressure mounting, but I knew there would be no release for me.
Ray kept fucking Violet through her orgasm, his grunts and groans growing more urgent. "Fuck, I'm close," he gasped. "Where do you want it, dirty girl?"
Violet looked up at him, her eyes glazed with lust. "Inside me," she panted. "Fill me up with your cum."
I stared at the screen in shock. She wanted Ray to come inside her. Without protection?
But before I could process the implications, Ray let out a roar, his body tensing up as he exploded inside Violet. I watched in horror as he pumped and emptied him inside Vi.
My mouth dropped open in shock as I watched Ray unload inside Violet, his cock throbbing and pulsing as he filled her with his seed. I couldn't believe it was happening. My best friend was breeding my wife right in front of me, and there was nothing I could do to stop it.
"Oh fuck, yes!" Violet cried out, her body shuddering with pleasure. "Give it to me, Ray! Fill me up with your hot cum!"
Ray grunted, his hips still pumping as he emptied himself inside her. I felt a sickening lurch in my stomach. Violet wasn't on birth control, and Ray wasn't wearing a condom. There was a very real chance she could get pregnant from this.
But even as the thought filled me with dread, I couldn't deny the twisted thrill that ran through me. The idea of Violet carrying my best friend's baby was horrifying and strangely arousing.
I stared at the screen in stunned silence, my mind racing. I knew I should be angry but could only feel a strange sense of detachment. It was as if I was watching a movie, a twisted and perverted film playing out before my eyes.
Ray collapsed on top of Violet, his chest heaving with exertion. She wrapped her arms around him, pulling his muscular body close.
"That was amazing," she murmured, her voice soft and content. "Thank you, Ray."
Ray chuckled, rolling off of her and onto his back. "No problem, dirty girl," he said with a smirk. "Any time."
Violet giggled, sitting up and looking directly into the camera. "Did you enjoy the show, baby?" she asked, her voice dripping with mock innocence.
I swallowed hard, my mouth suddenly dry. "I… I don't know what to say," I stammered. "I can't believe you just did that."
Violet blew me a kiss. "I think that is enough for you tonight. Ray is going to take me to the bedroom. And you have work tomorrow. You should try to get some sleep."
Before I could process what she said, Ray picked up the laptop and carried it to the bedroom. He positioned it at the foot of the bed, giving me a clear view of their naked bodies.
"Goodnight, baby," Violet said, blowing me another kiss. "Sweet dreams."
With that, she reached out and ended the call, leaving me staring at a blank screen. My mind was reeling, trying to process everything that had just happened.
I blew up her phone with messages and calls, as did Ray's. I slept fitfully. At one point, I remembered the keys and unlocked myself. I jerked off several times spread throughout the night fitfully.
I woke up feeling exhausted and emotionally drained. Images of Violet and Ray filled my mind, tormenting me. I checked my phone and found a message from Vi. Most of my messages had been angry rants about her risking getting pregnant. The fact she fucked another guy seemed insignificant in comparison.
"I love you, baby. Don't worry. I used a diaphragm. Ray is using our guest room. I just had a shower. Were you a good boy who stayed in your cage? Do you think you deserve punishment? Xoxo."
My heart leaped as I read Violet's message, a wave of relief washing over me. I hadn't even considered the possibility of her using protection. The thought that she had taken precautions filled me with gratitude, though the idea that she had planned this encounter still stung.
I glanced at the envelope on the nightstand, guilt creeping over me as I remembered unlocking the cage and jerking off last night. I had no idea Violet knew about my transgression, but the thought of lying to her made my stomach churn.
I quickly typed out a response:
"I love you too, Vi. I was so desperate and angry. I unlocked myself and jerked off."
I hit send before I could second-guess myself.
A few tense moments later, my phone buzzed with a reply from Violet:
"Tisk, tisk, tisk. Bad boy. That means punishment. You get to think about me and Ray all day today. I am going to be his until you come back to me tomorrow. XO Ray's dirty girl."
The intimacy of the nickname dirty girl applied to Ray's name instead of mine still stung.
I stared at my phone, my mind racing. How would I survive knowing that she was with Ray for the next 24 hours?
I swallowed hard, trying to process what Violet had just told me. Was she going to be with Ray for the next 24 fucking hours? How the hell was I supposed to deal with that?
My mind raced with possibilities, each one more torturous than the last. Would she let him fuck her again? Would she call him 'Ray's dirty girl' while he was inside her? Would she let him come inside her again?
The thought made me sick to my stomach, but at the same time, I could feel my cock stirring in my pants. I hated myself for being turned on by the idea of my wife being with another man, but there was no denying the effect it had on me.
I typed out a response to Violet, my fingers shaking.
"Please, Vi, I can't handle this. I'm going crazy over here. I need to see you. I need to talk to you."
A few moments later, her reply came.
"Tough luck, baby. You were able to be with me last night, but you blew it.
Now, you get to suffer the consequences. Ray and I are going to have a fun day together. You should focus on work and try not to think about us too much. XOXO"
I groaned in frustration. How was I supposed to focus on work when I could only think about Violet and Ray together? I felt like I was going to lose my mind.
I forced myself to get out of bed and shower, trying to clear my head. But it was no use. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw images of Violet writhing beneath Ray, her face contorted in ecstasy as he fucked her senseless.
I got dressed and headed to the office, my stomach in knots. I tried to bury myself in work, but concentrating was impossible. Every few minutes, I checked my phone, hoping for a message from Violet.
But there was nothing. I got no texts, no calls, and nothing. It was as if she had completely forgotten about me.
I got sporadic emojis. Eggplants and hearts. Vi's way of showing me she was okay. But she ducked all other forms of communication.
I had another fitful night of sleep. Then I returned home.
I stepped through the door to our house, my heart pounding with anticipation and dread. The place was eerily quiet, and I wondered if Violet was even home.
"Vi?" I called out hesitantly, setting my keys down on the entryway table. "Are you here? Please Vi!"
Then I found her. She was naked and putting on her lingerie. The one she used with Ray. Covered in cum and fluids. No sign of Ray.
"Where is he!" I demanded with a growl.
Violet turned to face me, her eyes wide with surprise. She took in my disheveled appearance and the wild look in my eyes, and a slow smile spread across her face.
"Hello to you too, baby," she purred, sauntering towards me. "Miss me?"
I stared at her, my jaw clenched tight. She was wearing the lingerie she had worn for Ray, the same lingerie that was now stained with his cum. The thought made me sick, but at the same time, I couldn't deny the effect it had on me. My cock was already stirring in my pants, betraying me.
"Where is he?" I repeated, my voice low and dangerous. "Where's Ray?"
Violet shrugged, her smile widening. "He left," she said casually. "He left after I turned off the feed on Friday. We only fucked while you watched, baby. But I thought you deserved to be tortured a little longer, thinking he'd have me all to himself for a night and day.."
I felt a wave of relief wash over me.
I felt a mix of relief and confusion washing over me. Ray had left on Friday, and Violet hadn't spent the night with him? My mind reeled as I tried to process this new information.
"Wait, what?" I stammered, shaking my head in disbelief. "But you said… you texted me that you would be with him for 24 hours. I thought…"
Violet laughed a wicked gleam in her eyes. "I know what I said, baby," she purred, stepping closer to me. "And I know what you thought. That was the whole point. I wanted to drive you crazy with jealousy. I wanted you to imagine me with Ray doing all sorts of dirty things to me. I wanted you to suffer."
I swallowed hard, my heart racing. "But why?" I asked, my voice cracking. "Why did you want to torture me like that?"
Violet ran a finger down my chest, her touch sending shivers through my body. "Because I love you, baby," she said softly. "And because I know how much you love watching me be a dirty girl. You loved watching me with Ray, didn't you? You loved seeing me undone beneath him, knowing he was giving me something you couldn't."
I couldn't deny it. As much as it had killed me to watch Violet with Ray, a part of me had been incredibly turned on by it. The knowledge that she had been with another man, that he had been inside her, filled me with a twisted sense of arousal.
"Yes," I admitted, my voice low and husky. "I loved it. I hated it, but I loved it."
"Look what he did to me, baby. I am a dirty girl. Ray's dirty girl." she said, showing me her stained lingerie. "Time to punish me. Time to make me your dirty girl again."
I growled. I spanked her. I pulled her hair. I kissed her. I fucked her. I reclaimed her. I told her that she was my dirty girl. Mine and mine alone. She came for me, and I was about to cum for her. Inside her.
But at the last moment, she pulled away from me. I shot my load on her belly. She whispered. "If you want to cum inside, you need to make me cum as hard as Ray did."
I stared at Violet in disbelief, my mind reeling from her words. She wanted me to make her cum as hard as Ray had? Was she serious?
But before I could respond, she pushed me back onto the bed and straddled me, her pussy dripping with her juices. She started grinding against me, her hips moving in a slow, sensual rhythm.
"That's right, baby," she murmured, her voice low and seductive. "You want to fill me up? Do you want to claim me as yours? Then you're going to have to work for it. You're going to have to make me scream your name. Until then, I'll have to go to Ray to get my pussy filled."
I growled and grabbed Violet's hips, pulling her down onto my cock. I thrust up into her, hard and deep, my anger and jealousy fueling me. I wanted to fuck Ray right out of her, to fill her with my cum and erase any trace of him.
"Fuck, baby, yes!" Violet cried out, her head thrown back in ecstasy. "Just like that! Fuck me harder!"
I obliged, pounding into her with all my strength. The bed shook beneath us, and Violet's moans grew louder and more desperate. I could feel her pussy clenching around me, her body tensing as she climaxed.
I was about to cum for a second time. In desperate need, I ask. "Did I manage, dirty girl? Did I fuck Ray out of you?"
"No, baby. He did make me cum harder."
I slowed down, defeated. Violet sensed it, and with a wicked glint in her eyes, she whispered:
"But I know how you can make up for it. How you can make me your dirty girl again. I will let you cum inside me, baby. I want to feel your hot cum filling me up."
My eyes widened, my heart racing with renewed desire and hope. "How?" I asked breathlessly.
Violet grinned, leaning in close to whisper in my ear. "Beg me for it, baby. Beg me to let you come inside me. Beg me to be your dirty girl and yours alone. And then beg me to return to Ray so you get another chance to prove you can beat him."
I stared at Violet in shock, unable to believe what I heard. She wanted me to beg her? To beg her to let me come inside her? To beg her to go back to Ray? It was too much to take in.
But as I looked into her eyes, I saw the hunger there, the raw desire that matched my own. And I knew I would do anything to have her, to claim her as mine again.
"Please, Vi," I whispered, my voice shaking with emotion. "Please let me come inside you. I need to fill you up and mark you as mine. I can't stand the thought of you with Ray, of him being inside you. Please, baby, please be my dirty girl. Only mine."
Violet's eyes sparkled with mischief as she leaned in closer, her breath hot on my ear. "And then what, baby? What happens after I let you fill me up? After I become your dirty girl again?"
I swallowed hard, my heart pounding in my chest. "Then… then I want you to go back to Ray," I admitted, my voice barely audible. "I want you to fuck him again, to let him fill you up just like I did. And then I want to try to fuck him out of you, to make you cum harder than he ever could. I want to prove that I'm the only one who can truly satisfy you, Vi. The only one who can make you scream my name."
Violet let out a low, throaty moan at my words, her body shuddering against mine. "Oh, baby, you know just what to say," she purred, her voice dripping with lust. "You want me to go back to Ray? To let him fuck me again?"
I nodded, my cock throbbing inside her as I imagined the scene. "Yes, Vi," I growled. "I want you to be a dirty girl for him, to let him use you however he wants. And then I want to claim you back, to prove that I'm the only man who can truly satisfy you."
Violet's eyes flashed with excitement, and she started grinding against me again, her hips moving in a sensual rhythm. "Mmm, I like the sound of that," she moaned. "I'll be your dirty girl, baby. Only yours. But first, you have to beg me for it. Beg me to let you come inside my wet little pussy."
I groaned, my body tensing as I felt my orgasm building. "Please, Vi, please let me come inside you," I begged, my voice desperate. "I need to fill you up, to make you mine. Please, baby, please!"
I was desperately trying to make her cum again. "Yes, baby, come for your dirty girl!" she said. "Come inside me! Fill me up! Make me your dirty girl!"
With a final thrust, I exploded inside her. But she was nowhere near cumming. She led my face down to her pussy and made me finish her by lapping up my cum.
I stared at Violet, panting heavily as I tried to catch my breath. My head was spinning, my mind a jumble of conflicting emotions. I had just begged my wife to let me come inside her, to let me claim her as my own… and then begged her to go back to another man.
Violet lay back on the bed, a satisfied smile on her face. She reached down and ran her fingers through my hair, gently stroking my scalp.
"That was so hot, baby," she murmured. "I love seeing you like this, so desperate and needy. And I love knowing that you want me to be with Ray again. It turns me on so much."
I swallowed hard, and my throat suddenly dried up. "Vi…" I started, but she cut me off with a finger to my lips.
"Shh, don't ruin the moment," she said softly. "Just lay here with me for a while. Let's enjoy this."
We did eventually talk about it. And my dirty girl went back to Ray. And every time he calls her dirty girl, it makes my skin crawl and fills me with possessive jealousy and anger.