My knees burned against the carpet. My face still glistened from where I’d just been buried between Lena’s thighs. She tasted like sweat, salt, and something darker—a sharp edge I couldn’t name. I knelt there, my chest heaving, my cock pressing painfully against the inside of my shorts, aching for her touch.
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But Lena wasn’t even looking at me.
She perched on the edge of my bed, her oversized white shirt hanging half off her shoulder, revealing the smooth line of her collarbone. Her blonde hair was messy around her face, eyes hard as glass.
“Is that all you’ve got, Ethan?” she asked, voice flat.
I swallowed. “I’m trying…”
She gave me a cold, humorless laugh. “Trying? That’s all you ever fucking do.”
“Lena, please—”
“Is it your mood… or just your size?” she snapped.
I felt my stomach drop. “Lena… not this again.”
“Oh, I think we should talk about this again,” she said, leaning forward. “Do you remember my ex? Jake? He was twice your size.”
“Don’t compare me to him,” I said, my voice shaking.
“Why not?” Her eyes glittered. “He used to fuck me until the bed creaked and my whole body ached. You can’t even keep me wet half the time.”
“Lena—”
“Shut up,” she said sharply. “Say it. Tell me how worthless you are.”
My throat went dry. “I… I’m worthless.”
“Louder.”
“I’m worthless,” I said, heat rising in my cheeks.
She smiled thinly, like a cat with a cornered mouse. Then she lifted one bare foot, pressing her toes firmly into my chest.
“And what else?” she demanded.
“I’m just your toy,” I whispered.
“Good boy.” Her gaze flicked downward. “But look at you. Are you getting hard even after all this?”
I looked away, my face on fire. “I can’t help it…”
She moved her foot lower, pressing her sole right over the bulge in my shorts. My hips jerked at the touch.
“Pathetic,” she hissed. “My ex used to make me scream just putting it in. You? You’re dripping pre-cum from a few insults.”
“Please, Lena—”
She kept pressing, toes rolling against me. “You like it. You like me humiliating you.”
A low groan tore out of me. “Yes…”
“That’s what I thought,” she purred.
Then she grabbed her phone from the nightstand. My blood went ice cold.
“Don’t,” I said instantly.
She raised an eyebrow. “Why not? I should call him.”
“Lena, please, don’t—”
She ignored me, typing fast with her thumbs. “Sending: ‘Come over. My toy couldn’t satisfy me. I need you.’”
“Lena—!”
“Too late,” she said calmly. “Sent.”
A sick, hollow feeling spread through my chest. My erection pulsed painfully against my shorts, humiliation mixing with a dark, guilty heat.
“Why… why are you doing this?” I asked.
She tilted her head, her smile cruel and beautiful. “Because I want to watch your face while he fucks me.”
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Fifteen minutes later, there was a knock at the door.
My heart thudded so hard it hurt. Lena stood, smoothing her shirt, and pulled it open.
Jake stepped inside like he owned the place. Tall. Broad shoulders. Tattoos running down his arms. His eyes swept around the room before landing on me, still naked and trembling on the floor.
“Who’s that?” he asked, his voice a deep rumble.
“My toy,” Lena said lightly, as if she were describing a piece of furniture.
Jake chuckled. “Cute.”
Lena grabbed his hand and tugged him toward the bed. She glanced back at me, eyes flashing. “Get up here.”
My body moved before my brain caught up. I climbed onto the bed on wobbly legs, my cock still throbbing. Lena dropped to her knees in front of Jake and unzipped his jeans.
When she pulled his cock free, my stomach twisted into knots. It was big. Thick, heavy, veins standing out along the shaft as it swelled in her small, pale hand. Everything she’d ever said about him was true—and more.
Jake smirked down at me. “She tell you about this?”
Lena’s eyes went hazy as she stroked him, thumb brushing over his slick tip. “I missed it,” she whispered. “God, I missed it.”
She looked back at me. “Come closer.”
I crawled closer, trembling. Lena reached for me, wrapping her fingers around my cock—but the difference was stark. Her grip on me was weak, distracted, barely a touch. Meanwhile, she was worshipping Jake’s cock like it was the only thing that existed.
Then Jake grabbed her hips and pulled her upright. He pushed her forward on all fours, flipping up the back of her shirt to expose her bare ass and glistening folds.
“Fuck, look how wet you are for me,” Jake growled.
“Jake… please…” Lena gasped.
Jake didn’t wait. He shoved into her in one powerful thrust.
Lena screamed. Her fingers slipped off my cock as her whole body lunged forward. The bed shuddered under the impact.
“Oh fuck… oh god…” she moaned, voice raw.
Jake pounded into her, thick cock stretching her open, every thrust echoing off the bedroom walls.
“You miss this big cock, huh?” Jake growled.
“Yes… fuck… so big…” Lena cried.
Her hand found my cock again, pumping me weakly as Jake fucked her. But there was nothing in it—no rhythm, no care. Just a limp, distracted jerk of her wrist.
“Tell your toy how it feels,” Jake commanded.
Lena gasped, eyes fluttering shut. “Ethan… he’s… so fucking big… stretching me open… fuck…”
Shame twisted in my gut, but my cock twitched anyway. Her fingers barely grazed my shaft, but it was enough to keep me on edge, leaking helplessly.
“Oh my god… he’s hitting my cervix…” Lena sobbed. “I’m gonna cum…”
Jake slammed deeper, grunting. “Cum on this big dick, baby.”
“Oh fuck… oh fuck…” Lena’s voice broke. “Ethan… he’s so much bigger than you… oh god…”
I whimpered, my cock pulsing in her weak grip. My chest felt like it was caving in, but I couldn’t look away.
Lena’s entire body shuddered as she screamed. Her walls clenched around Jake, her cries echoing off the walls as she collapsed forward, trembling. Her hand fell away from me completely, leaving my cock swollen and untouched.
Jake kept thrusting into her, his jaw clenched, eyes half-lidded with lust. He gripped her hair and pulled her upright, slamming into her harder. Lena moaned like she was being torn apart.
Finally, she looked back at me, hair plastered to her sweaty face.
“See, baby?” she panted. “This is what it feels like… to actually be full.”
Then she let go of me entirely. Jake’s body moved behind her like a machine, pounding her deeper as she sobbed and moaned. The room smelled like sex and salt and something humiliating.
And all I could do was sit there, trembling, cock aching in the air, watching another man fuck the woman I couldn’t even please.
And the worst part was how hard I still was.