Alright, I got a few messages and comments asking for more story. It takes me a while to write out what happened in a way that feels worth reading, so I hope you understand I don’t always have time to write this all out quickly. These moments are a few of the more notable developments from after I was introduced to D.
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One day while I was at work, I got a message from my Bull. It was an audio message, so I put headphones in and listened in the bathroom stall for some privacy. It was a short audio of the two of them fucking, and her saying “yes, yes, I want it.” which was hot. I thought it was an older audio clip because he would sometimes send me whatever hot pics or videos or sounds he found on his phone just to taunt me. But then he sent a short video of her riding him, bare of course. In fact extra bare, she had gotten her pussy waxed for him, apparently. When did she have time to do that? I hadn’t seen it.
I stopped touching myself in the stall and just sat there until the next message came. Another audio, about a minute long of her saying “yes, I want it, please” and of him saying “what do you want, baby, tell me” to which she replied “Fucking cum in me, please, please”
I blew my load down my hand and into the toilet before he sent another video. This video was from her perspective, in missionary, just pointing straight at her pussy as his bare cock pumped in and in and in. She moaned his name and asked him to please cum, and he slowed slightly as he started to bust inside her, followed by his own moaned “fuuuuuuck, oh my god.” When he started cumming, the video stayed on, but she had dropped the phone, so all I could see was darkness mixed with bedsheets as the bed bounced from him fucking his cum into her. I could hear the slaps though, and I could hear them moan together until the movement slowed down and then I could hear them kissing and catching their breath. Then the phone was picked up and the video ended. I remember watching it while my semi dropped the last of my cum.
Videos like that continued. It’s like they were making porn just for me, except it was to taunt me. There were videos like that sent from days she took off of work just to fuck him. He would send pics of his cock inside her and then the messy creampie aftermath. A few times he sent a pic of his dick in her hand under the table at a restaurant or her pussy dripping cum from under her skirt while they walked around in a park. Just bold public play we never tried. That, to me, was less hot because I worried they would get arrested or something. I don’t know, glad they got to do that with each other and not with me.
And then one day it was just kind of different. They were spending a lot of time together weekly, like fifty percent of her time in the week was spent with him, regularly. It went from her spending an evening over there and coming home with a freshly fucked pussy, to multiple nights of sleepovers in a row some weeks. So of course it became necessary for her to leave some of her things there. And then she was staying there in our Bull’s apartment for the first half of the week almost every week. She would kiss me goodbye in the morning on Mondays, go over to his place after work on Monday evenings, get fucked into oblivion, and wake up and head straight to work. Repeat through Wednesday night, and then she would come home extra early on Thursday mornings and slide into bed with me before we woke up together for coffee.
I love her. This may be hard for some of you to believe, but the pain of cuckolding always came second to the excitement of watching her get what she wanted, and we didn’t lose our feeling of loving intimacy even as things ramped up. The issue of time spent with him was the hardest part, purely from a logistical loving standpoint. She and I just had less time to spend with one another. So we adjusted to make more intentional time a priority when we were together. Anyway, that’s how we coped with the new dynamic that had developed. I’m including this because it’s an important part of my story, and I keep getting messages about how this guy disrespected me, or how she disrespected me and how pitiful it is. And yes, it is pitiful in a way that I opted into consistently along the way. It was markedly disrespectful in a way that made us all cum really hard regularly.
One particular Thursday morning, she slipped into bed with me so we could wake up and have coffee together, and she told me how much she appreciated me for allowing all of this. How it really fell on me to be ok with it, and that she was worried it was a burden on me, but she appreciated every bit of it. I reassured her that I was still having a lot of fun, and still loved her no matter what. She knew that her time at his place allowed me to work on personal projects. Like I had built a cabinet to go over our sink one week while she was away with him, so she had come back to a modified apartment.
So we agreed it was still working for us and we still wanted to continue. And then she told me that our Bull had a new idea that he wanted to float, and that she was on board if I was.
During this time period, I was also kind of seeing D (the hot gay friend from the party in the last story, if you’re not caught up.) D had asked for my number, and he would text every once in a while. Or rather, he would text me a lot, and I would answer every once in a while, in the beginning. I was still overwhelmed by the idea of being with a guy casually. But he would text my asking if I wanted to suck his cock again, and I was encouraged by my gf and our Bull. So that became kind of semi-regular.
Our Bull’s idea was to have a kind of foursome. Him and my gf, and D and I. So they set it up for the following weekend at my place. This was a week where my gf was staying a few extra days at our Bull’s place, so everyone was set to come over around 5pm or so that Saturday. D arrived a litttle after 5, and we got to talking on the couch while we waited for the other two.
Close to 6, we still hadn’t heard from them, so I sent a text. But D’s face looked off, like he knew something I didn’t, so I basically asked him whether we should wait for them or not, and he smiled and said “why don’t you show me your bedroom? I want to feel that mouth of yours again.”
But when we went into the bedroom, he came up behind me and grabbed my hips and pulled them back into his. He whispered in my ear that he wanted more of me, and he’d been talking to the other two and that they said I’d give it all up to him. He felt so good behind me, and I felt his cock growing against my back, and I knew what it felt like in my mouth already, so all I could do was moan. He had me get up on all fours on the bed and he pulled my pants and my underwear down around my ankles and he ate my ass in between compliments on how hot I looked from behind. I felt his mustache rubbing up and down as he stuck his tongue in and around my asshole. He took one of his thick fingers and rubbed it over the opening and slowly started to finger my with his spit as lube.
My gf had pegged me before, so this wasn’t totally unfamiliar to me, but it felt so good to have his finger seem the right spots out inside of me. He encouraged my moaning for a while before he went back out to the living room for a second. I looked back at him when he came back in, and he was holding a tube of actual lube and his phone in the other hand. It was vibrating with a call that he showed me, and it was my Bull calling him, so he told me to answer and put it on speakerphone.
When I answered, I put the call on speakerphone and set it down, already expecting what I started to hear. The now very familiar slapping sounds of my gf getting fucked and moaning our Bull’s name. It sounded like they were in the middle when he called, and then he set the phone down and now she was really getting it rough over there. Grunting, spanking, calling out, begging.
D was behind me, and he had dropped lube onto my asshole and was sliding his finger back over the top, and then it was inside me again, curved pointing down into my prostate. I could feel myself starting to ooze precum, and every time his finger pulled over my prostate it felt like he was pulling the cum out of me. I looked underneath myself, still on all fours, to see cum drip down onto the bed. I hadn’t even touched my cock. This was all so much.
As the two on the phone continued fucking, D turned me around and laid me on my back, pulling my pants off, and helping me get my shirt off so I was naked. And then he came up in between my legs, pushing them up into essentially missionary, lined the head of his cock against my hole, and slowly slowly slowly pushed in, adding lube as he went.
As he fully entered me, he put his face close to my ear and whispered (so the phone wouldn’t pick it up) how good I felt and how much he wanted to fuck me, and that I was a natural, begging for his cock.
A few things happened after that, and I’m still not exactly sure of the timing. At some point I came with D inside me. I squirted my cum out all over my stomach in between us from barely touching myself. And D loved that, he was really turned on seeing me cum, and then he told me he was going to cum, and that he was going to cum inside me. He asked if that was cool, and I barely panted a yes before he unloaded his cum into me. That feeling was pretty wild and amazing. And while D slowly fucked me, we heard the sex on the phone slow down. It was more passionate than aggressive, and my gf was more softly moaning as our Bull fucked her. I heard them talking through the sex about how good each other felt, and it genuinely sounded like they forgot they were on the phone. I heard our Bull pick up his speed slightly, say he was going to cum, ask if my gf wanted it. And I heard her say “yes, please, fuck your cum into me, I need it, I love it.” And as he came deep inside her, grunting, she said “yes, fuck, I love you, I love you.”
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