How a threesome with my timid girlfriend turned into a humiliating twosome (Part 3) [MFM]

I sat there in complete silence, as Ben’s cock was still filling out my girlfriend’s pussy. Sophia had her eyes closed and a big, satisfied smile on her face. Ben grinned at me, almost as if to remind me that he had just taken and completely dominated my sweet, shy girlfriend and there was nothing that I could do about it. My heart was racing, flashing waves of anger, jealousy and disappointment over me. And somehow, despite all of this, I was still horny, my throbbing cock betraying me right in front of them.

It was at that point that I decided I couldn’t take it any longer. I pushed myself up and without saying another word, I went straight to the bedroom. I laid down sobbing, the image of my girlfriend getting obliterated by Ben’s fat cock flashing before my eyes. The way he had treated her… completely dominating her… and she had just submitted to him. Frustrated with myself, exhausted, and still pretty high from all the weed, I just laid there until I somehow fell asleep.

I believe that at some point, I woke up in the middle of the night. The weed had my head spinning and I felt dizzy. Instinctively, I reached for Sophia’s side, but found it empty. For a moment, I thought she must have gone to the toilet, then I distantly remembered her not going to bed with me. Through the closed door, I thought I could hear muffled sounds, almost as if someone was doing morning exercises, or maybe even cleaning up the living room. I didn’t think too much of it and before long, I was drifting off to sleep again.

When I woke up, Sophia was tightly snuggled against me, holding me as her little spoon. I could feel her warm, calming breath against my neck and for a moment, all was well. Then it all came back to me like a distant, unpleasant memory. Did all of that really happen or was I just high and dreaming?

‘Morning, babe’ she whispered and held me even closer, gently kissing my neck. I did not know what to respond. It was almost as if nothing had happened… should I really bring it up now? How would I even bring it up? The coward in me decided to wait and play along. I did not want to get in a huge argument that early in the morning, especially with a guest sleeping in the next room. With a sleepy voice, she asked: ‘Is everything alright?’ and I just nodded, even though it felt like there was a giant knot tightening in my stomach.

Eventually, we got up and made some breakfast. I tried to breach the subject several times, but I couldn’t. She was standing there making pancakes in her pajamas, looking like the same sweet, kind girlfriend she had been before. Her deer-like eyes looked over to me lovingly, her freckles framing her innocent smile. I just couldn’t bring myself to say anything. And so, I didn’t.

Even as Ben finally woke up and we had breakfast, nobody spoke about what had happened the night before. Looking at him, I felt jealousy and rage burn in me, as the knot in my stomach grew ever more tightly. But he was just his regular old self, joking with us and planning out the day ahead.

And so, everything seemed normal. We went outside, enjoyed the sun. Ate lunch in a run-down restaurant. Went to a café, decided to leave after seeing the prices. Found a small flea market, bought an ugly looking vase. At some point, Sophia excused herself to shop for some groceries as she wanted to cook something for dinner. ‘A surprise’ she said smiling and gave me a peck on the cheeks. And with that, she was gone. Shortly after, Ben and I split up and went separate ways, spending the rest of the day with some long overdue shopping.

When I finally got home a few hours later, our living room looked almost unrecognizable. Candles had been lit everywhere and soft music was playing. It smelled like steak and baked potato, which seemed to almost be ready to serve. Ben was already sitting there, enjoying another blunt he offered to share with me.

Then I saw Sophia and my eyes almost fell out. She was wearing a short, black dress that I had never seen before. Underneath, I saw black stockings outlined against her thighs. She even put on some makeup and lipstick, something she almost never does. What has gotten into her?

‘Dinner is served’ she said, smiling as she put down the plates on the table.

‘Do you mind if we finish this one first?’ Ben said, pointing to the blunt in his hand.

Sophia just giggled and answered: ‘Only if you’re willing to share.’

The food was amazing. She had really gone all in, especially considering that steak was far from her favorite thing to eat, let alone cook. Was she trying to make what had happened last night up to me? Throughout the dinner, I couldn’t help but stare at her.

And Ben, apparently couldn’t either. When she came to remove the plates and reached over him from the side, he took the opportunity and smacked her ass while laughing. I thought she would be mad at him, but Sophia just giggled and turned slightly red. She stopped in her tracks, right beside him and put down the plate again.

‘You like that?’ he said in a teasing voice, smacking her ass again, this time with even more force. In response, she just moaned slightly and lifted up her hips a bit more. Ben rested his hand on her ass, stroking it for a moment. Then his hand wandered slowly under her dress. Surprised, she looked at him and then at me. My heart sank, as she didn’t move away, but instead just gently moaned.

It was happening again.

My heart was racing as I was completely dumbfounded by how quickly the situation had turned. I tried to intervene: ‘What are you doing, man?’ I said, my voice cracking.

‘What does it look like?’ he said, his hand still slid up my girlfriend’s dress.

Sophia looked at me and opened up her legs a little, letting him go even further. ‘I’m sorry, babe’ she said while letting him feel her up. ‘I had no choice.’

Confused, I looked at her: ‘What do you mean? What’s happening here?’

Ben grinned at me and answered: ‘I bought that slutty outfit for her’ he said. ‘I told her to wear it for me, so I had easy access.’

‘Fuuck’ she said as he slid a finger in her pussy. She was leaning against the table, spreading her legs for him. While sliding his finger in and out of her before my very eyes, Ben continued: ‘I told her wearing it while cooking dinner was the only way she would get my cock tonight… and guess who obeyed like a good little slut.’

She was moaning as his finger kept entering her. As he was lifting up the dress, I could see the outlines of a black garter belt holding her stockings in place. My heart sank. She had never worn any lingerie for me, and we had even had a few heated arguments about the topic. How objectifying she thought it was and that she wouldn’t feel respected as a person. But with Ben, apparently, this all didn’t mean anything. I felt rage building inside me. The jealousy that had tied up my stomach in a tight knot was released in a big flush and I couldn’t hold it in any longer. ‘Keep your hands away from her!’ I shouted with anger.

‘Or what?’ he said, grinning. ‘Your girlfriend is clearly enjoying this… You can have her back once I’m done with her. Whatever’s left of her, that is.’

‘You bastard!’ I shouted, lunging at him. But he was faster. And a lot stronger. He pushed me away a few times, before grabbing my arms and forcefully placing me on my chair again. I tried to struggle, push against his tight grip, but to no avail. He held me down with one hand and started choking me with the other: ‘If you know what’s good for you, you stay on that chair.’ At first I fought back. Tried to wriggle my hands free, fight against his strong grip. Then I felt my body getting more limp, as it became more and more difficult to breath. Finally, I stopped struggling, looking at him towering over me, feeling defeated and beaten. When he finally let go, I sunk down sobbing.

Without another word, Ben went over to my girlfriend who looked at me almost apologetically. He removed his pants and shirt and slid up her dress. His enormous cock was rock-hard, ready to enter Sophia’s pulsating pussy.

‘Babe…’ I said whimpering. ‘Please don’t do this!’

‘I’m sorry…’ she whispered. Then her eyes went wide as he pushed inside her without any protection. She reached for the table in front of her, spreading her legs for him as he slowly worked his way all the way inside her. While bending over more and more, she kept saying ‘I’m sorry, babe’ but her satisfied moans betrayed her.

Then, he started picking up the pace. He slept her ass a few times, before taking her arms and holding them behind her. He moved her to the table and shoved himself against her with all his force, the sound of his cock slapping against her wet pussy filling the room. ‘You like that, whore?’ he shouted, her eyes again wandering off to a distant place in her mind.

She screamed: ‘Ffffuuuckkk… How can you… be so ffuuckkinngg big…’

Ben used his arms to treat her like his personal fuck doll, shoving her onto his dick. I sat on my chair, feeling completely numb as I saw him defile my beautiful, innocent girlfriend. And he clearly wasn’t done humiliating me.

‘Are you a cheating whore?’ he asked her. ‘Yes, daddy.’

‘Has your loser boyfriend ever made you cum?’ he shouted. ‘No, daddy.’

‘Will you beg for my cum in your unprotected pussy?’ he demanded. ‘Yes, daddy.’

With that, he turned her around and pushed her upper body on the table, lifting up her legs so that she was completely suspended in air. Her body looked tiny beneath his massive frame, as he was hammering his fat cock deep inside her. Incoherent screaming and groaning left her mouth as he was giving her yet another out of body experience, penetrating her deeper than she had ever been in her life.

Watching this asshole give my girlfriend the fuck of her life was absolutely crushing. Feelings of rage and a strange form of guilt built up inside me, but I was in complete shock, unable to move or do anything about it. Worst of all, my raging hard-on pressed against my pants, leaking precum into my underwear as if my own body was mocking me.

‘Ffffuuuckkk’ Sophia screamed as he was pushing her off the table onto his cock. He grabbed her by the hair and tossed her around like a doll, pushing her in front of me. She was looking directly into my eyes now, only inches away from my face as Ben positioned himself behind her and entered her swollen pussy again. She looked at me, the freckles framing her sweaty face. No trace of her innocence was left as she gave herself completely to his cock. In between thrusts, she screamed into my face: ‘Fffuuckkk… I’m sorry… I have never… been… fucked… LIKE… THIIISSS!’

Ben pushed his massive cock into her as he shouted: ‘You think your boyfriend can ever satisfy you like this?’ He grabbed her by her waist to push himself even deeper.

Her perfect brown eyes were trying to focus on me, but at that point she had completely lost control over her own body. ‘No… he’s nothing compared to you, daddy’ she whimpered as her limbs started shaking. She was clearly getting of on humiliating me and I just sat there, listening to all of it. He treated her like a whore, some sort of cheap conquest, and all I could do was sit there and let it happen.

‘Fffuucckk’ she let out as he was relentlessly hammering his cock into her, directly in front of me. ‘I’m gonna cum on your cock, daddy. Please let me cum on your cock, daddy.’

Again, he grabbed her by the hair and made her look me into the eyes. ‘Show your loser boyfriend how a proper slut cums’, he shouted and she moaned, trying to focus on me.

‘I’m so sorry, babe’ she cried as her body was shaking. ‘I’m gonna cum on daddy’s cock now… I’m sorry babe’ With that, she closed her eyes and finally let the orgasm happen. With a splash, she squirted on Ben’s cock, a huge amount of liquid being flushed to our floor, some even hitting my legs. ‘FFFFFUUUUCCKKK’ she screamed, grabbing my arms and clawing her nails into them in an act of pure ecstasy. When she was finally done, her body sank down. Her head was resting in my lap and the rest of her was being held up by him.

But Ben wasn’t finished with her. And I could see on his face that he wasn’t finished with me either.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vsafb8/how_a_threesome_with_my_timid_girlfriend_turned