Now that it’s all over and I’ve been filled in on all the details, multiple times over, I wanted to write this out. This went down over the summer. It was and in some ways still is a confusing situation that has left me alternately perplexed, mad, hurt, and ridiculously turned on. I could probably write a book-length treatment of it, but I’ll try to just stick to a summary of sorts here.
So, rewind to this past May. My girlfriend and I are seniors about to graduate. We’d been dating for like two and a half years. She’s 21, I’m 22. She’s got a sort of all-american look thing going—shoulder-length blonde hair, light blue eyes, petite but shapely chest (b-cup?) and bubbly tight ass. She’s about 5’6”. I’m 6’, brown hair, relatively fit but nothing like an especially impressive body or anything, although I *do* have a nicely sized cock, at about 7.5”, maybe 8” inches on a good day and thick. My girlfriend, lets call her Lauren, is not a *prude* per se, but she’s definitely on the conservative side, sexually. Doesn’t like come anywhere near her face, and is a stickler about condoms.
I’m a little wilder, but from our first nights together, I’ve sort’ve respected her limits and the rhythm of sex she prefers. It’s never been too much of a problem (even if I occasionally found myself thinking about past lays who let me get a little rougher and that kind of thing).
Her sophomore year roommate (they honestly would never have been friends had they not been forced to live together..) is sort of the opposite. Latina, pillowy lips (she holds her mouth in a way that kind of screams ‘oral fixation’), C- or D-cup (I’m more an ass guy, but her rack is just unfair), and generally carries herself in a fairly promiscuous way. She’s flirted with me a bunch, but my girlfriend has never worried or cared much about it, just thinking *that’s how she is,* etc. Also, the Latina—lets call her Lily—has had a boyfriend for a while. He’s 6’4”, athletic (he’s on one of the teams), and though he’s about as handsome as I am, and maybe even a little less, between the way he carries himself and his excellent body. Basically, my girlfriend thinks I’d never cheat on her, and that Lily would never cheat on him.
A pre-graduation party rolls along, and, long story short, she’s proved wrong.
My girlfriend isn’t at the party, busy finishing up work for finals, but Lily and her boyfriend are. Lily sort of isolates me, almost aggressively, and is flirtier than ever before (touching my arm, injecting conversation with some raunchy allusions, etc.). The conversation turns fully sexual, and, to my astonishment, she starts to sort of tease me about Lauren being a goody two shoes, sexually speaking. She also starts making suggestive allusions to my size (I have no idea how she got this out of Lauren, but I guess she managed it).
Basically, maybe an hour and a half later of badgering and boozing, she’s lassoed me into a bathroom, and is down on her knees, taking more of my cock in her mouth than anyway has before. I’m stunned for the first few minutes, but get really into it before long, and tug her up, turn her around, rip her jean short down to her ankles and start giving it to her from behind. She tells me to come inside of her, something I hadn’t done with anyone in years, and I do. We’re in the bathroom cleaning up, and I’m immediately regretful, telling her we should never speak of this and of course never do it again. She’s sort of blissed out, and she got really into it, and kind of rolls her eyes and smiles, nodding.
Fast forward to a few days after graduation, and the guilt gets to me: I apologize to my girlfriend, who is beyond hurt and doesn’t know how to cope with it. She’s furious at both me and her friend, though evidently at me more than her friend, because I saw her and Lily walking back from the bus stop in town from a distance. Basically—I find this out later—she somehow talks Lauren down, apologizing and calming her (she’s a pretty manipulative person, for both good and bad), and puts it into Lauren’s mind that she should strike back and not only cheat on me back, but cheat on me with *her* boyfriend, effectively “getting back” at both of us.
Lauren is super tentative. Lilly encourages her, talking up how bad what both her and I did, and how Lauren “deserves” that feeling of revenge or whatever. What Lilly *doesn’t* tell Lauren is that Lilly and her boyfriend were talking about opening their relationship up and playing around with other people, so Lilly was more or less completely lying to my girlfriend when she told her that it was also “getting back at her” in addition to getting back at me.
After a few days, Lauren relents and agrees to go on “just a date” with Lilly’s boyfriend, let’s call him Jack. Furthermore, this is all without my knowledge. We’re still technically living together, but she’s taken a sort of vow of silence against me, though I could clearly tell her feelings for me weren’t totally ruined, as she was pretty emotional around me still.
So (and again, I’ve gotten all the details loud and clear, but at the time I wasn’t aware of any of this), Lauren goes on the date with Frank. Both because he’s intimidating and strong, and because of her own nervousness at doing something so weird and new and strange, as well as because she was motivated to push herself to “get back at me,” she sort of melts in front of him. They share drinks and flirt. They leave for his car; on the walk to the car, he places his hand on her ass and gives her a squeeze. The sensation of giving herself up to a stranger, who objectified her like that so casually, and in public, made her both terrified and wet.
On the car ride home (he’s driving her back to drop her off at our place), he *tells*, not asks, but *tells* her to give him head while he’s driving. She’s never done anything like that before, never really been ordered to do anything at all (I’m really respectful generally). She protests weakly, telling him it’s not a good idea, but he doesn’t let up, and basically reminds her what I did with Lilly. Angry and turned on, Lauren, once again, relents. She scoots over and takes out his cock, accepting it into her mouth. Immediately, he surprises her with how rough he is. Pushing down on her head and everything. He’s on the smaller or average side, at about 5”, a decent amount smaller than me, so I never really tested her too much. He was different, apparently. He made her gag repeatedly, forcing her to take all of him, drool and spit all around his lap. She’s paralyzed, but also instinctively touching herself. Without warning, he comes in her mouth and she immediately recoils, more cum flying all around her cheek, chin, and nose.
Before she could process what just happened, he told her that she “can’t exactly go home looking like that,” and drives her to his place instead. To Lauren’s surprise, Lilly isn’t there (she hadn’t told my girlfriend, but she was actually going away to be with her family for two weeks around then).
Jack told her not to clean herself off the entire ride, and told her to wear it with pride, and think about getting back at me. She obeyed.
To cut it short, she stayed with him for the entire time Lilly was gone. They’d fuck regularly—hair pulling, gagging, face fucking, coming in her mouth, fucking bareback. He even had her wear a buttplug (it was tiny, with a little blue gem sticking out, but still). She basically becomes his slut. She only stops by my place a few times to pick up some things, and otherwise mostly ignores me, telling me kind of cryptically that I “brought this upon myself,” or this is what I deserved, etc.
I get a call from Lilly nearly two weeks after this, asking me to pick her up from the airport. I ask her why, and I’m still pretty pissed at her, but at this point just anything to distract me from how shitty I felt around this time was welcome. I pick her up, and after like ten minutes she’s already telling me what’s going on. That Lauren has been sleeping with Jack. I had suspicions that something wasn’t right, but this crushes me. She tells me to take her back to my place, and I do. She asks me what I want, and I don’t really have a good answer, as I’m pretty upset. She wanted to hear me ask for it, ask for *her*, but I couldn’t muster up the strength to give her that satisfaction. So she takes the initiative and pushes me up against the wall, dropping me pants. Her mouth feels amazing, and instantly makes me forget about everything that’s going on. We spend the next two or three days together, fucking as much as we possibly can.
After those three days are up, she goes back to her place. Lauren is super confused when Lilly doesn’t seem mad at all. This is when Lilly sets the record straight. Apparently, Lilly wanted to “try me,” and, after that first night in the bathroom at that party, said she wanted me some more, but didn’t know exactly how to go about it, because she knew I wouldn’t cheat on Lauren after that first time. Lilly apparently proposed a threesome with her, Lauren, and Jack, but Lauren was pissed, *again* confused, and felt majorly taken advantage of.
She returns home to me, and tells me everything. I don’t believe her at all, because it sounds ridiculous. She explains it two more times and it begins to make more sense. Later on Lilly verified it to me.
We genuinely missed each other, and both apologized and forgave each other, and fucked passionately like three times that evening. It was unlike any sex we’d had before. And she fucked dirtier, and with more enthusiasm, than we ever had before. She packed the plug with her and wore it one of the times we fucked; each time she didn’t make me wear a condom, and she swallowed me twice (and generally took more of me in her mouth, and was way sloppier, encouraging me to be rougher, though she still definitely struggled with my size).
She later told me that spending time with Jack woke something up in her that she never knew existed. She said he wasn’t even good in bed necessarily, and while he couldn’t make her come so well with his cock, the overall excitement of being dominated by him (so much bigger and stronger), the taboo of this strange new experience, and obeying him so dutifully drove her wild.
After a couple of weeks, we both got back on relatively decent terms with Jack and Lilly, considering that it was sort of, in a fucked up, roundabout way, an everyone-wins situation (it was hell for a few weeks, but I’m not sure I regret anything, given how much better our sex life is now). Jack and Lilly’s lease is running out at the end of July, also (they were moved back to California together), so it wasn’t like they’d be around all that much more.
Around the middle of July, Lilly started to plead to Lauren to let her fuck me one more time (or spend “a night with me,” as we actually would fuck twice). Again, I don’t know how she did it, but Lilly convinced her. Jack was sort of pissed about this, as he also wanted to fuck Lauren (at least) one more time. Lauren didn’t really want to get back into that whole thing, but said that he’d be allowed to “take her on a little drive,” with the implication that she would just give him head.
Basically, she did that. But he wanted more, stopping her before he got too close to finishing. One thing he was sort of building her up to do over the course of the two weeks they were going at it was anal. Hence the plug. As a side note, Lilly later told me that he was kind of pissed and humiliated because he didn’t like the way Lilly would talk about me (implying that she liked fucking me better), and wanted to sort of stick it to me in a way that would make him feel a little better about things. In short, he convinced her to let him have her ass (she drove her back to his place). She didn’t love it, and irregardless of his smaller size, she still found it more painful than pleasurable. But a lot like the sex with him in general, the enjoyment was almost more owing to the symbolic or emotional and power dynamic factors than it had to do with physical pleasure itself. The dirtiness of it all and the way he had of handling her really unlocked something in her.
When I found out that she did more than just give him head on their little “ride,” (she told me as soon as she got home), I just shrugged my shoulders. If letting some jock-ish guy taking her anal virginity is yet another price to pay for the way she is now (dutifully dropping to her knees, practically at random, and sucking my balls before taking a solid inch or two more of me in her mouth than she ever has before), then I guess I’ve gotta say I’m fine with it. I haven’t tried fucking her in the ass since, so he’s got that on me, but hey.
Anyway, that’s the end of this story. Lauren and I are way happier than we’ve been at any point in the past, and are really both are in favor of putting this all behind us, and are generally just a lot more honest, heartfelt, and direct than ever before. Our current dynamic is healthier and more fun, and while we both can’t really regret anything that happened this summer, we are also not at all interested in dabbling in anything like this for the foreseeable future. (Apparently, at least according to Lilly, her and Jack are in the same boat — satisfied with the little diversion they’ve had, glad they tried it out, but Jack especially would prefer to stick to being exclusive.)
Because I didn’t want to write out a veritable essay, I left out some pretty important conversations we all had, as well as a lot of the smaller details and things (which didn’t have as much to do with sex, etc.) which I think would’ve helped color in what went down and how. I still hope it all made sense, though, and that you enjoyed reading.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9jfcv3/manipulation_deception_and_bizarre_cuckolding