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3 weeks ago my girlfriend is helping me get off and in the process I ask her if she wants me to ask an old potential fling if he wanted to come over and fuck her. (I was weak at the time)
Her response was a drawn out and emotional; "yes".
Easter, her period, comes and goes and we're finally ready. He said he was down but the reason why it fell through last time was he got cold feet. But seeing him in person out at bars and such he still seemed very interested. He was also the rare type of guy who seemed to intuitively understand our dynamic.
He actually comes over last weekend. He said "no expectations".
My girlfriend is 27, about 5 foot 8 and 140 lbs. She's white with light brown hair, blue eyes, and comes across to most people as a "quiet assertive". She also has a models body with a bigger butt than she should and it's actively hilarious how much more attractive than me she is.
The bull is 42, about 6 foot 1 and maybe 190 lbs. He is a light brown Caribbean man with dark eyes and very confident body language.
I am 29, 5 foot 11, and a terrifying 125 lbs. (Guess why I am a cuck). It is natural on me so it doesn't look wild and I dress well but I've always had trouble gaining weight.
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We let him in and she hangs his coat up. We all go to the couch and he teases us for our liquor cabinet. Every time he sees us we're drinking, however we insist its only because he sees us out at bars.
For about an hour we have some small talk, my girlfriend is literally wearing baggy sweatpants because we weren't trying to hookup (no expectations remember). Eventually he makes a comment about how he wants to see her in sheer after she showed him her walk in closet. I, like the helpful person I am, take her aside and let her know that that was a strong hint to change into something sheer.
A couple minutes later myself and our guest are sitting on the couch and my girlfriend comes out in a green sheer lingerie set. He looks at me and smiles, standing up to go to her. They kiss a bit and his hand is on her ass while they stand above me.
They sit on the couch and start to make out, I start rubbing her legs and thighs which she reacts strongly to. Anytime I'd stop and get lost in my own head the bull quite surprisingly would put my hand right back on her. She was going from enjoying a make out session to needing to be fucked.
Eventually she says "we're going to have to stop because things will escalate"
Him: "what's the problem with that"
"I thought you didn't want to"
"….. maybe I'm changing my mind"
They kiss some more and she side straddles him on the couch.
He looks me right in the eyes and says "I think we have time for a little make out session in there" (meaning the bedroom). He then proceeds to pick her up and carry her to the room while she is beaming. They leave the door open and I decide not to follow. I remember it feeling surreal in the moment. I can not physically pick my girlfriend up the way he did and he knew it when he was doing it. I think he wanted me to feel humiliated in a fun way and for me that's so much more fun than just having a guy who wants to have sex with your hot girlfriend.
The truth is… I know I was welcome to watch but I felt in the moment that they'd have more fun with me out of the way. I stayed in my seat.
I didn't hear much at first beyond a lot of kissing. Eventually things quieted down and I thought maybe they were settling but of course that was fucking stupid. *Creak* *creak* *creak*
I stand up to go look. The doors open, and I lost my willpower quick. Best I could muster up the courage for was looking in the reflection of a mirror inside the room that showed part of the bed from where I was standing. First thing I realized was that they didn't close the blinds which is insane. I swear it was like a TV show, nothing I could see from my angle wasn't safe for TV but she was clearly riding his dick and doing most of the work. Just as I looked she took her top off while riding him and picked up the pace to being more frantic than anything she's ever done with me. She was making 0 effort to be quiet.
I sit back down and eventually I hear her giggle and eventually some very loud sounds of her clearly being taken from behind. (She later told me he picked her up and bent her over in one motion). She started to build an orgasm which was embarrassingly loud (not that the rest of this isn't ridiculous). Some actual things she said.
"Fuck you're so fucking good"
"Please don't stop"
"I want you to make me cum"
She screams and cums while he's fucking her about as good as I've achieved maybe once or twice in the 5 years we've been together. Afterwards I hear her desperately saying "I want you to cum where do you want to cum". He says "all over her".
That's when I hear the sounds of her gagging on his dick. Now I must say that the only times I get my dick sucked are never. She literally doesn't suck my dick. I can fuck her pretty well but her words are "its easier being slutty with other guys". So I haven't had my dick sucked in maybe 2 years properly and i hear her literally spitting on his. The orgasm was surprisingly quiet, shortly after they clean up with tissues and come out.
He immediately goes "where were you man?!" I let them know I wanted to give them space for their first time but that I'd love to actually watch the next time.
Its worth noting that she has slept with 2 other people since we've been together (5 years), actually doing this lifestyle is hard, and those were more normal hookups. We have sex maybe once a month. As wild for us as I hope is was to read.
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