[MF] My first time being cucked (Part 1 of 2)

Steph and I had been dating for just over two years. Steph is a stunning, 22-year-old 5’4″ brunette with a great body. She’s curvy and looks stunning with E cup tits that are great for her body.

We met in college and hit it off straight away, and the two years of our relationship up to now have been good, despite the odd argument. Everything was going fine up until a few months ago. Recently we’d both been stressed with work and grad school, and our sex life had been struggling as we were less focused on each other. Having opposite work schedules where I work nights and she works days, with only one night a week together, made it worse. This, teamed with the excitement that comes with a new relationship wearing off, resulted in us only having sex about once a week instead of once a day like we used to. I think that part of the problem we were having was that Steph wanted me to take charge and take the initiative, which I struggled with.

Whenever I asked about previous boyfriends, she would tease me about how many men she had been with and how few women that I have been with. She also tells me about sex with her two most serious ex-boyfriends. This has led to me asking her questions like “What’s the sluttiest thing you’ve ever done?” and “How many cocks have been in your mouth?” She said the sluttiest thing was a threesome with her best friend in high school to impress a guy. To the second question, Steph answered that she “honestly didn’t know how many” with a small smirk on her face which made me a bit jealous. Steph then joked about how easy it would be for her to suck a random guy’s cock and fuck him one day by telling me she was going out to meet friends. This was the first time that this sort of thing had turned me on but I didn’t think much of it.

She broke up with Chris, her last boyfriend, just before college when he moved away, and there was a 5-month gap between that and when we met. Steph has told me that the sex with Chris was really good. Apparently “he knew what he was doing” and used to dominate her “just how she liked.” They broke up when Steph found out Chris had been fucking a girl (who Steph hated and suspected) for over a month. After this, Steph told me that she hated Chris and she promised herself that she would never talk to him again.

She told me that she took the break-up badly and over the 5 months before she met me she had some casual hookups. One was a virgin but had the biggest cock she ever had. Most of the guys ended up flaking on her for one reason or another, but she had fun and got around.

Anyway, last Monday was when I suggested that we should maybe try a break to see if that improved things between us. Things had been particularly bad for about a week and I thought the space apart would do us both good. Steph was hesitant to the idea at first as she saw it as being the same as breaking up, but she eventually came round. We agreed on two weeks apart, but that we would spend Valentine’s Day together at Steph’ apartment (which fell on Sunday at the end of week one).

Steph and I had barely talked over the first 5 days apart, besides Valentine’s Day morning, arranging when I would come over. I arrived at her front door in the evening and was greeted by a very happy-looking Steph. She threw her arms around me and kissed me deeply, I promptly dropped the bag I was carrying and kissed her back, forcing her firmly up against the door-frame. Steph let out a soft moan while we kissed, and it became obvious that she was already turned on. I assumed that the time apart was already having the desired effect. We headed inside and closed the door.

The room was dimly lit by just a lamp in the corner. Steph asked what was in the bag and I told her it was her Valentine’s Day present. I told her she had to wear it under her dress for the evening. I had bought her a black low-cut bra with red frills and matching panties and black stockings. I knew Steph’s pale figure would look absolutely stunning in it.

Steph said she loved it and that it would look great with the heels that she had bought when shopping with her friend, Lucy, on Tuesday. I asked what else she had been up to and she told me nothing much. Her and Lucy had met up on Tuesday (the day after we had started our break) and went shopping, then went back to Steph’ apartment and drank a bottle of wine each. After telling me this, Steph grabbed a bottle of red wine and poured two large glasses out. After handing one to me, she grabbed the entire bottle and the outfit, leaving her glass, and quickly rushed upstairs to change.

Around 10 minutes had passed, and I was quietly sitting on the sofa watching the news, excited for Steph to return. “Bzzzzzzzzzzzz,” there was a loud vibration that made me jump slightly. I reached over and picked up Steph’ phone from the arm of the sofa. “Bzzzzzzzzzzzz”, her phone went off again in my hand. I turned the screen on, and it read “Chris: 2 New Messages.” I was confused and sat for a moment, contemplating why her ex would be texting her. I was torn between unlocking the phone and reading the messages – which Steph would surely find out I had done – or leaving them. I walked out in the hallway and listened; the shower was still running. I decided I was going to look and sat back down on the sofa. Each attempt to unlock the phone was met with a violent noise and vibration and I quickly realized Steph had recently changed her unlock code even though she never changes it. I carefully placed the phone back on the arm of the sofa in its original position and resumed watching TV – I desperately wanted Steph to return to so I could try to peek at the messages.

“I’m coming down,” Steph playfully shouted from upstairs. This was followed by the gentle, regular thud of her heels on the wooden stairs. Moments later Steph emerged into the dimly lit room and smiled at the look of surprise on my face. “I tried a dress on over this but it wasn’t working. Is it okay if I just wear this tonight?” Steph said, stood in nothing but black high heels and the lingerie I had bought for her.

“That’s great…” I stuttered, now completely forgetting about the texts on Steph’ phone. Steph looked stunning and her E cup tits looked amazing against her curvy figure. Her long, wavy brunette hair flowed down in front of her shoulders and covered the edges of her tits and she had gone all out with her makeup. “You look great” I said while focused on her body; she replied that she just wanted tonight to be special.

Steph was definitely a 10/10 when she made an effort to look good, and she knew it. Steph poured the last of the wine into her glass and sat down ungracefully on the sofa. I noticed Steph grab her phone and remembered about the messages. I expected her to comment on how odd it was that Chris had text her. She unlocked her phone and a smile appeared across her face and she speedily began to type. “Who are you texting?” I asked timidly.

“Just Lucy, she’s asking if we should go shopping again” Steph replied. I instantly knew this was a lie and felt my stomach knot.

I desperately wanted to ask further questions without ruining the potential evening with a very drunk Steph in nothing but her underwear. “…just Lucy?” I asked timidly.

“Yes!” replied Steph, “What are you getting at?”

“Nothing, it’s just that when you were upstairs you got a text from Chris,” I said.

Steph looked shocked for a moment, as if she had been caught. “Well it’s not really any of your business who I talk to when we’re on a break, is it?”

I was stunned and became worried thinking of what she had been doing all week. I stood up and started pacing. After a moment I asked, “Did you fuck him?”

Steph’ heels gently thudded as she walked over to where I was standing. Steph paused when she reached me. We were standing face-to-face. Her heels added enough height to make her almost as tall as I was. “We were on a break and you could have fucked anyone you wanted too,” Steph said. “You were the one that suggested a break so it’s not like I cheated on you.”

“Maybe not, and maybe we should have been clearer about the expectations for this week, but you sure were quick to go out and fuck your ex. I can’t fucking believe this,” I yelled.

“You need to cool it right now,” she said. “I’m going upstairs. You can leave or you can join me when you’ve calmed down and accepted this.”

After 20 minutes of thought and two beers I had made some conclusions. I had partially accepted that I didn’t specify what the rules of being on the break were so that wasn’t completely Steph’ fault, but I was still upset that she would fuck her ex after just days of being apart. I had also calmed down a great deal and was ready to talk. I stood up and began walking upstairs. I got to Steph’ door and as I was about to knock I heard a faint moan from her room, then a slightly louder one. I slowly opened the door and Steph was laying down on the bed; she had removed her bra but still had her panties and heels on. Her left hand was gently pinching her nipple and her right hand was gently rubbing her clit through her panties.

The door creaked as it opened fully, and Steph looked at me. “I’ve decided I need to make it up to you, so you can forgive me,” Steph said gently. She got up off the bed and walked over to me. Her perfect tits swayed as she walked. Steph spoke softly as she reached me whilst gently pinching both of her nipples. “I know what you want; it’s been a week now hasn’t it?”

I nodded and Steph swiftly dropped to her knees. She unbuttoned my jeans and removed my boxers, then held her hands together behind her back. Steph slowly put the head of my cock into her mouth and began sucking softly, not breaking eye contact. Steph then advanced along its length, going slightly deeper with each stroke until she had my full length in her mouth. I let out a moan as Steph gagged attempting to keep it all inside her mouth. The thoughts of anger were now fading due to the beer and having my cock sucked so well. Steph gagged a final time before removing my cock from her mouth. She took her hands away from behind her back and began pinching her nipple with one and rubbing her clit with the other. Steph began licking the length of my cock.

“How can you forgive me if you don’t know what I’ve done?” Steph said innocently. I didn’t know what to say. “Want me to tell you?” Steph said, this time less innocently. Despite still being furious about sleeping with Chris, my cock instantly got harder; we both felt it. Steph moaned loudly whilst licking the tip, “I’ll take that as a yes” she giggled and continued to suck.

Steph’ tits were gently swaying as she continued to bob her head along my cock and play with her clit. She was moving her tongue around the head in a slow circular motion as she sucked, which felt amazing. Steph continued to moan louder than usual as she rubbed her pussy and sucked; I had never seen a girl so genuinely turned on by sucking a cock. However, I suspected her moans were partly due to her thinking she might get away with fucking her ex and continuing our relationship because I didn’t have the balls to break up with her. I was torn between stopping the amazing blowjob and leaving, or letting her carry on, knowing she wanted to tell me the details of everything she had allowed him to do to her.

My mind was racing. Would our relationship be different if I forgave her? Could I shake the mental image of my girlfriend getting down on her knees and sucking Chris’s cock again? Could I handle knowing that she probably got off on the fact she was betraying me? What else did she let him do? I was afraid that the answers to these questions may be worse than I thought. One final question came to mind: would I be able to live with the humiliation? Even if Steph somehow made up for her betrayal, whenever I pissed her off would she be secretly fantasizing about her night with Chris and how pathetic I am for letting it go?

I looked down as Steph gave me the best blowjob of my life, making eye contact for a brief moment. Steph looked stunning, and the answer to my question quickly became clear… There was no way I was stopping her sucking on my cock.

“So…” Steph said quietly while continuing to suck. “It started on Tuesday when I met up with Lucy.” Steph said. My cock instantly twitched in Steph’ mouth and she noticed. Despite not even revealing any intimate details the mere thought of her being fucked by someone else was bothering me. Steph continued but spoke calmly. I could tell that she was enjoying the thrill of revealing her slutty behavior to me as she rubbed her pussy that Chris had recently fucked. After they had been shopping Steph and Lucy had bought some wine on their way home. They then came back to Steph’ apartment and got really drunk. They were talking about exes ad who was best in bed. When Steph said Chris was the best she had, Lucy took Steph’s phone and texted, “What are you up to?” to Chris. At first Steph was embarrassed but after no reply and some more wine they both soon forgot and talked about other things and watched a movie. Lucy left at about 11:00 pm. Shortly after Lucy had left, Steph was in bed when her phone buzzed. She had received a reply from Chris. Steph admitted that she was hesitant to reply back, but she was alone in bed and horny from the alcohol.

Steph was now sucking my cock gently and slowly, her words were muffled as she spoke with my cock against her lips. She said the excitement of me being completely oblivious that she was texting Chris while I was probably sitting at home playing computer games made her wet. At first Steph said that he tried giving some shit excuse for their break up, but Steph didn’t really care; she was horny and wanted to get off.

“You can read the messages if you think you can handle it” said Steph, almost challenging me.

“OK,” I replied, feeling like I shouldn’t back down.

Steph slowly got my cock deeper and deeper into her mouth until I felt it touching the back of her throat. She held herself there for a moment and looked up at me submissively. Steph then took my cock out of her mouth as slowly as she had put it in and crawled a few feet to her nightstand to grab her phone. She unlocked it and began scrolling through her messages with Chris. The amount of time she scrolled back for to find the messages made me slightly jealous as they must have been sending loads. “Found it!” Steph exclaimed as she thrust the phone up towards my hand. Steph was still on her knees. “I’ve skipped the boring part” she said right before starting to suck my cock again. This time she was sucking faster and with more purpose. I could tell she was going to enjoy this. As I lifted the phone up to read I was feeling a strange combination of nervousness and jealousy.

Steph: You know me and Matt are on a break now right?

Chris: How long for?

Steph: Since yesterday.

Steph: It’s supposed to last 2 weeks.

Chris: You going to fuck anyone else?

Steph: I’ve thought about it.

Chris: …and?

Chris: You got anyone in mind?

Steph: No, but I’m going out on Friday night.

Chris: Well I’m not in town until tomorrow, sorry!

Steph: Very funny! Who said anything about fucking you?

Chris: You don’t have to say anything, I know you would.

Steph: OK, I might tonight, but only because I’m drunk and horny.

Chris: I knew it. Why else would you be texting me instead of getting Matt to come around?

Steph: He’s the one who suggested a break so he’s defiantly not coming over.

Steph: Besides, that probably wouldn’t satisfy me. As usual.

Chris: You still got the vibrator I got you?

Steph: Yeah, me and Matt use it all the time. It’s the only way he can make me cum.

Steph: I told him I bought it after we broke up. He’s got no idea we used to use it.

Chris: Yeah and I didn’t need it to make you cum.

Chris: Use it now.

Steph: I’ve got it.

Steph: I’m using it.

Chris: Good, I’ll ask you some questions. No lying.

Steph: OK.

Chris: You ever think about me when you’re fucking Matt?

Steph: Sometimes. When he licks my pussy because you were better.

Steph: And sometimes when he’s fucking me from behind, so I can’t see it’s someone else.

Chris: You’re such a slut sometimes.

Steph: I know it’s bad. But no one has to know right?

I couldn’t believe what I was reading. “Is all this true?” I asked demanding to know.

“Mmhmm,” said Steph, not losing her rhythm.

“I can’t believe that you would do this!” I shouted. Steph stopped and took my cock out of her mouth.

“If you’re going to shout then we can stop this right now” Steph said, “I’m only doing this because I’m choosing to.” Steph stood up and I quickly realized that I didn’t want the blowjob to end.

“OK, no more shouting” I said, worrying I was submitting too much power to her.

“Apologize” Steph said firmly.

“I’m so sorry for shouting,” I quickly replied; even I could hear how pathetic my own words sounded.

Steph walked over to her nightstand and reached in the draw pulling out her vibrator. I felt a surge of jealousy wash over me but didn’t want to jeopardize the blowjob further. Part of me was strangely curious to find out what had happened.

“Get on the bed” Steph commanded. I lay down on the bed. Steph removed her panties by slowly slipping them down, revealing her beautiful shaven pussy. I felt more jealousy as I imagined Chris seeing this exact sight less than a week ago. Steph crawled on top of me bringing her face close to mine. I heard the vibrator switch on followed by her letting out a gentle moan as she pressed it between her delicate pussy lips. She whispered into my ear, “If you annoy me again like that tonight, I won’t be sucking your cock for a long time.”

I was still rock hard but was now worried about blowing this opportunity. Steph then kissed my neck lower and lower working her way down my stomach to my waiting cock. “Carry on reading,” she demanded before my cock returned to her mouth while using the vibrator on herself.

Chris: How long since you last got fucked?

Steph: Well I last had sex a week ago with Matt.

Steph: But the last time a guy properly fucked me was a week before me and Matt had started dating.

Chris: Haha, what happened?

Steph: It was the day before Matt asked me on our first date. He was at my college but 2 years above and was also on the baseball team.

Steph: We fucked at his place after he took me out for drinks. He was really rough and threw me around.

Steph: Pulled my hair. Smacked my ass. I must have cum on his cock about three times before he came.

Steph: As soon as he felt he was going to cum I spun around and made him come down my throat.

Chris: Sounds like us.

Steph: Yeah it does.

Chris: Why don’t you fuck him this week?

Steph: I would, but he moved back home after finishing at college.

Steph: I’ve missed being fucked that well.

Chris: So Matt can’t get the job done?

Steph: Haha no!

Steph: I’m definitely getting fucked this week.

Chris: Sounds like you need to.

Chris: Would you ever cheat on Matt?

Steph: No, not after being cheated on myself.

Steph: But I’ve thought about it.

Steph: I could do it anytime, anywhere. I’d say I was going out with a girlfriend. Matt would never find out.

Chris: Would you fuck me again?

Steph: Nope.

Chris: Thought I said no lying?

Steph: Yeah OK, it depends.

Chris: On what?

Steph: Well if you were here right now I would.

Chris: How about tomorrow?

Steph: Hmmm, how do I know if I’ll be in the mood then?

Chris: I’ll take my chances. I’ll come over at 7, dress up nice for me.

Steph: OK, our secret?

Chris: Yeah. I gotta get going, but I’ll text you when I’m almost there.

Steph: I can’t wait!

“You’ve read enough,” said Steph, snatching the phone from my hand. “Now you have to do something for me” she demanded as she stood up from the bed.

“What is it?” I replied.

“First, take all of your clothes off” Steph said sternly. I quickly obliged and removed my shoes, pants from around my ankles and my shirt. “Now lie on the floor.” I was now being ordered around without question and laid down on the carpet. Steph removed her stockings and heels to get completely naked as well She walked over to my head and placed her feet apart, one above each of my shoulders. She was facing me and I could see her tight, wet pussy glistening from the floor. Steph was biting her lip looking down at me whilst cupping her perfect tits. “Now you’re going to eat my pussy while I tell you what happened on Wednesday night,” Steph commanded. As soon as the words left her mouth I felt a knot in my stomach. I was fine getting a blowjob, but I really didn’t want to lick Steph’ pussy after she had been fucked. Who knows how many times they had sex? Or how recently? She bent her knees and slowly began lowering her pussy towards my face. “Wait…” I squealed as her pussy was a few inches from my face. Steph stopped and stood back up.

“What is it?” Steph barked.

“It’s just that you’ve had sex with Chris…” I replied. The difference between our two voices was astounding. I sounded very timid, and Steph was getting visibly irritated.

“And?! Do you want to find out what happened or not?!” Steph shouted “I’ve warned you once about annoying me. If you’re going to be a bitch about tasting my pussy then remember that loads of guys have fucked me in the past and that hasn’t stopped you before.”

Steph’s argument made sense, but I was still hesitant due to the length of time. Steph once again started lowering her wet pussy towards my face. I felt powerless to stop her as I didn’t want to say a word. I was still hesitant but began by making one slow lick along the entire length of her pussy. Steph moaned loudly then giggled.

“I can’t believe you’re doing this,” laughed Steph. She was clearly amazed that she was forcing me to lick her pussy while she told me details of how she fucked her ex. After a couple minutes, Steph was arching her back and grinding my face hard. I had completely given in to her demands and picked up my pace licking her clit. “It’s your fault you know, that I fucked Chris,” Steph said. “If you’d just fucked me more often and better then it wouldn’t have happened. But now look at you.” She threw her hair over her back fully revealing her tits and grabbed my hair with her right hand, just hard enough to hurt. “You’re so pathetic,” I heard Steph say under her breath as she leaned her head back in pleasure and pulled my face into her pussy.

After a couple more minutes had passed Steph stood up. Wetness covered the inside of her thighs. She pulled me to my feet and gave me a long, passionate kiss.

“I hope you can handle hearing this,” she teased. Steph then sat on the edge of the bed and laid down, spreading her legs to reveal her pussy. I climbed on top of her in the missionary position and we kissed as I rubbed the head of my cock between her wet pussy lips. “No, no, no,” Steph said playfully as I went to insert my cock. Instead she smiled and pushed my head back down between her legs as she lay on the bed. “You’ve not heard what I did yet,” she said. I began to eat her pussy again. This time Steph moaned louder as she could tell I was trying to please her.

“So, on Wednesday morning I went and got a Brazilian to make sure I was nice and smooth for Chris. I did up my hair and my makeup. I put on a simple black thong and bra, short skirt and that slutty green tank top. Chris texted me to let me know he was about 10 minutes away, and I was just dying the whole time until he got here.

“He knocked on the door, and when I let him in, he was immediately all over me, kissing me, feeling my tits, grabbing my ass. He closed the door, turned us around and pinned me against the wall. I can’t tell you how turned on I was.”

I kept licking her pussy, kissing it, practically making out with it. At this point, I just wanted to hear everything.

Steph continued, speaking through her moans, “Chris reached down under my skirt and pulled the thong aside to feel how wet I was for him. Say that you want to hear what happened next and I’ll let you lick me from behind.”

“I want to hear what happened next,” I said.

Steph got on all fours, and I crawled up behind her, pulling her into my face, my lips and tongue on her clit and my nose almost going inside her. She giggled and moaned, clearly enjoying toying and dominating me.

“Chris spun me around, hiked up my skirt, pulled my thong to the side, pulled his shorts down, and slid his already hard cock inside me, all the way, in one smooth motion. His cock was right where your face is, stretching me and filling me like no one else can. We fucked against the wall, on the couch, in my bed, in the shower. He had me in every position you can think of. He had me tied up and submissive to him for a while. He fucked me over and over; I lost track of how many times either of us came. And every time he came was deep in my pussy. Keep licking that by the way.”

I started licking her clit more earnestly, moaning into her myself. This goddess was owning me. I grabbed her ass with both hands and spread her cheeks apart so I could get in deeper.

“Oooh,” she said. “I think you like doing this to me.”

“You know I do,” I said.

“Do you want to fuck me?” she asked.

“More than anything.”

“Put on a condom and line up your cock with my pussy, but don’t go in yet,” she ordered.

I was disappointed she’d make me wear a condom, but I wasn’t about to jeopardize anything at this point. So, I got off the bed and pulled a condom out of the nightstand and put it on. I did just as she said and got on my knees behind her with my rock hard cock pointing straight at her pussy.

“You can fuck me, but you better make me come before you do. If I don’t come first, I’m calling Chris over because it’s his last night in town, so he can do it properly. And you have to watch.”

“I don’t know if I can do that,” I said. I was frozen in indecision.

“How about this, I’ll give you some options to force an outcome here. You can back away right now and leave. I’ll call Chris to come fuck my brains out, and we can talk about us later. You can push your cock into me right now and watch Chris fuck me if you come first. Or you can wait right where you are. If I can’t take it anymore and push back onto your cock, I’m yours for tonight and we can do whatever you want.”

The last option sounded very appealing. There was no way I was leaving, so I steadied my hands on her hips with my cockhead just against her pussy. She gyrated her hips to rub against me just enough. I was determined to outlast her. I knew there was no way I was going to make her come with my cock, especially after the way Chris fucked her the last week. I needed to not move a muscle. Steph is stubborn and strong-willed, so I knew I could be waiting a while.

“You really think you can outlast me?” she asked.

I looked down at her ass, so damn inviting. I knew I wouldn’t be able to resist for long. “I’m sure as hell gonna try.”

“You know I wouldn’t have told you that you could do whatever you want if I thought there was a chance you could beat me,” she said. “So just be a man, fuck me right and make me come on your cock.”

“You’re not going to goad me into this. I can wait you out.” I took a peek at the clock on her wall so I could at least set a goal of how long to wait. I figured I could go 10 minutes.

The minutes seemed to drag on forever, with neither of us speaking. We were frozen in position. It was coming up on eight minutes.

“I’m surprised you lasted this long, but you’re only torturing yourself. I’m fine here,” she said. “I’ll sweeten the deal for you. You can take off the condom and slip just the head in me. Maybe that’ll make it more tempting for you, maybe it’ll make it more tempting for me. But if you come before I do, you better pull out so you don’t ruin me for Chris. If you don’t pull out, then we’re done for good. So, you want to take that condom off baby?”

I wasn’t in a position to argue with her. I was going to do what she said or choose from the best options she gave me. I took it off and slipped just the head into her. Feeling her wetness and warmth, I knew I made the wrong choice. I took deep breaths to try to bring myself under control, but I knew I had lost all sense of control to this fucking goddess. I had a choice to make: walk away now or enjoy fucking her and then watch her really enjoy fucking Chris. The thought of the last part was really growing on me, with my cock getting even harder at the thought of seeing her coming over and over on a big cock.

“Steph,” I said, “there is no way I’m going to be able to make you come right now.” With my cockhead still inside her, I tightened my grip on her hips and pulled her back into me, pushing my cock in as far as it would go. “I want to watch Chris fuck you.”

“Yes!” she moaned in relief. I couldn’t tell if it was about being able to fuck Chris or having a cock in her pussy. “Fuck me, Matt. Show me how much you want me.”

I kept fucking her for all I was worth, holding back enough to not cum immediately. All the while, I was thinking that I was about to watch her get the fuck of her life. I already knew I was going to love it.

“Steph, if I show you how much I want you, I’d flood your pussy with my cum. So I’m just going to tell you how much I want to.” I kept fucking her while speaking. “I want you more than anything else. So much that I want you to keep fucking Chris as long as we still get to be together.”

She kept screaming yes, over and over.

“If you can keep fucking Chris, do you still want to be with me?”

“Yes, fuck yes,” she said.

I had avoided saying it because I didn’t want to admit it, but I knew this is where we were and that it would turn her on even more. “Does this make me you cuckold?”

“If you think it does then you should admit it.”

“I’m your cuckold,” I confessed. “I want to watch you fuck Chris right now.”

“Then cum for me, baby.”

I pulled my cock out of her pussy and immediately came all over her back. It just kept going and going. It was also the loudest orgasm I ever had. I kneeled back on my feet, not saying anything to just catch my breath.

“Go get a towel and clean me up,” she said, not in a bossy way but matter of fact. I did what she said and went to her bathroom. I came back with a towel and wiped my cum off of her. I was too afraid to initiate any conversation.

“Grab my phone,” she said. I knew what was coming and couldn’t believe I was going to facilitate it. I grabbed her phone that fell on the floor and handed it to her.

She laid on her back, with her beautiful tits now exposed to me. She crossed her ankles, and the screen lit up her face for a second until she placed it by her ear.

“Hey sexy,” she said. “You want to come over and fuck me in front of Matt? … I though you might. Just so you know, he did just fuck me, but it wasn’t for very long and he didn’t make me cum, and he didn’t cum inside me. I need your thick cock right now. … He’s watching me talk to you. … Well, we’ve come to the understanding that we’ll stay together but I get to keep fucking you. … OK. I’ll be here on the bed naked and Matt will let you in. … See you soon. Bye.”

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