Lawn service for my ex

I received a text today from my ex, Tina, asking if I would come over and mow her lawn. Even though we recently split she said she hoped we could still be friends. Knowing that it had been four weeks since I last had the mower out I knew the lawn would be a disaster and quite a task but I wanted to show her there were no hard feelings so I obliged.

Standing on her front porch I rung the door bell to let her know I arrived and would need the keys to her car in order to get the mower out of the garage. A couple of minutes went by with no reply. Assuming she was in the restroom or shower I just went ahead and started pulling weeds out of her flower garden while I waited. Twenty minutes went by and still no response I rang the bell again thinking surely she would be done by now if she was in the shower.

After standing there for a few more minutes I received a text saying that she could not come to the door right now and that I would have to pull the mower out the back door of the garage. Honestly I was a little perturbed that I had drove over to mow her grass and she couldn't even open the door for me but once again I just wanted her to know that I still cared and valued our relationship even if it could just be as friends.

Using the key pad I open the garage door and moved somethings around in order to squeeze the mower out the back door. The yard truly was a jungle I spent a good two hours mowing, trimming, pulling weeds and sweeping grass off the sidewalks. Just as I was finishing up Tina came to the door wearing nothing but a short, red, silk robe. Her ample tits were barely covered and her erect nipples were clearly defined through the thin fabric. She held my gaze for a moment and smiled seductively. Captivated I just stared at her across the lawn as she stepped out onto the front porch. I began to think that perhaps she wanted to make up or that my kindness touched her heart and that she would offer me a cool take and a hot shower.

Those daydreams swiftly left my head though as I watched a tall black man step out onto the porch with her. Immediately she turned to him as he leaned in to kiss her passionately. I watched them kiss for what felt like an eternity. Her hand reached down and cupped his crotch as he pulled her closer into his strong arms and probed her mouth with his tongue. Playfully he slapped her on the ass and said "Repeat tomorrow right sexy?" My ex giggled and gave her large tits a little shake side to side. "You know it baby! I need that big cock everyday."

As her lover walked to his car across the street he glanced over and gave me a little devious smile and a nod of his head. After he pulled off I walked up to my ex. "Who was that?" I demanded. Impatiently she responded "Who do you think that was? That's the real man who is fucking me now. His name is Tyrone if you really want to know." Angry and hurt I said "Why do you have me over here mowing the grass when you have a new man who can do it for you?" Harshly Tina said "Oh he does it for me all right but it not the lawn out here he is mowing."

Frustrated all I could say was "I don't believe you. I thought you still wanted to be friends." Mercilessly Tina laughed "We are still friends but the reality is that we're not dating anymore and I'm gonna be getting my freak on with whomever and whenever I want." She then added in a slightly softer tone "Beside you know you liked watching me standing out here half naked making out with a clearly superior black man in front of you and the entire neighborhood. You couldn't take your eyes off us and that little excuse for a cock of yours is still trying to bust through your pants.

She was right I had been hard the whole time and didn't even realize it with the rush of all the different emotions burning through me. "I know I liked it!" Tina said dreamily. "As soon as I heard you start the lawn mower I started cumming all over his Big, Black, Cock. Knowing you were out here mowing my yard like the pathetic little wimp you are while I was getting pounded by a real man turned me on so much that I couldn't stop orgasming all over his beautiful cock." I watched as her hand dipped between her legs. Her robe parted just enough for me to catch a quick glance at her freshly fucked pussy as she stated "It must have turned him onto because he shot a huge load inside of me and fucked me four more times after that.

Jealousy and lust surged through me at the same time. How desperately I wanted to thrust myself on her to show her that I too was enough of a man to satisfy her whore like craving. Only I knew that wasn't true. We both knew that wasn't true and I wanted her to not figuratively but literally rub my face in it. I wanted her to power me feel the sweet bitter pain of seeing, smelling and tasting her well fucked pussy. To know fully the harsh reality that she would now give her body to be ravished by bigger and better men than me. That I would no longer serve any purpose to her other than completing toiling task for her connivence and whim.

Speechless and defeated I merely starred at my beautiful ex with open jaw. Standing superior Tina knew she had won and coldly said. "Now if you don't mind I'm wore out from that great fucking Tyrone just gave me so I'm going to take a nap." I watched her walk back into the house pause at the door for a moment then turn to tell me. "Oh by the way Tyrone will be here tomorrow at four to pound my sweet pussy some more. So you can come by and wash and wax both our cars okay. I'm really glad we can still be friends!" With that she shut the door.

I really enjoyed reading the account of you mowing the lawn at your ex-girlfriends house. I am certain after you returned home and reflected on the events of the day that you would have wanked your little cock to a terrific orgasm. I certainly would have done if I had been in your situation.

Further more I would have been compelled to accept Tinas offer to return the following day to clean her car and Tyrones car as well when he arrived at 4pm and strolled into the house with a merciless Ex girlfriend for some fun.

I imagine that you also were compelled to return. I can visualise you sat at home imagining how humiliating and yet at the same time exciting, having Tyrone hand you the keys to his car telling you to make sure you did a good job unless you wanted a spanking from him later on.

He then would escort Tina into the house whilst you were left to fill your bucket in the garage and set to work.

No doubt they would leave the bedroom window open so you could hear the sounds of Tina being brought to the fantastic orgasm by Tyrone which you, with your little cock, had never been able to achieve.

Do report on whether you did accept the car cleaning dutys and of what else occured.
wife loves to tease about my little dicky

Great story
tony

Would love to here more.

Really excellent story. Perfect kind of humiliating behaviour.
You should develop it further, to get the ex-boyfriend deeper and deeper into the trap.

I stared at the door closing shut in incredulity. How could this be? How could the woman, who I was sharing my life with just a few weeks ago, the woman I love be so obtuse. The sheer audacity she holds to ask me to mow her lawn, under the guise of preserving our friendship, while she is enjoying being banged by her new man, a black man at that, is incomprehensible to me. In my wildest imagination I could never scheme such a sadistic chain of events and yet she acts as though there is nothing inequitable about her behavior. In fact she acted as though it were perfectly normal and acceptable. If anything she almost sounded taken back by my indignation.

Hurt and enraged I jump into my car slamming my door shut loud enough for her to hear my dissidence. A desperate and youngish attempt on my part to try to trump her masterful subjugation and reinstate my manhood. I'm feeling a fool though knowing it is probably the exact response she was hoping to see. I picture her smugly laughing behind closed doors knowing she is the puppet master in control of my melodramatic stage show.

The drive home, though short, is intensely sharp with vivid images and a contrast of emotions. Images of her scantly clothed body, embraced in the powerful arms of her new lover, race through my mind. Her cutting words "As soon as I heard you start the lawn mower I was cumming all over his big, black, cock!" echoes in my ears. I am seething, I am devastated, and I am horny as fuck. What is wrong with me? Why am I so turned on knowing my ex-girlfriend just had her brains fucked out by some other man and is pouring it like salt into my wounded heart.

Arriving home I think two can play at this game. I'll just pull out my black book and find some old flame to take out my sexual angst on. Who am I kidding? I don't even have a black book and any old flames I once had moved on with there lives. They are all (however short the list may be) getting their freak on with someone else now. I am just a faded memory, a once amusing punch line at best. The true reality is there is only one woman that I crave. Only one spring well that can possibly satisfy my lustful desire for self deprivation. That is really what it boils down to isn't it. The sexual angst, the sting of the emotional shock and pain. The violent internal struggle of ego and identity. The twisting of a blade that pierces so deep that the only comfort found is embedding it deeper into your heart. When pain is so overwhelming the only way to deal with it is to embrace it. To twist it into a depraved desire. To become the driving power of your own calamity.

My masochistic thoughts are flaring now. How I long for the talons of reality to tear deeper. Obsessing on it now I scan the internet for images of women resembling Tina in the throws of ecstasy while being pleasured by massive black cocks. I watch their hungry eyes, listen to their seductive moans of delight and want more. Need more. I want the women to reach through the screen and slap me across the face while they squeal in delight beneath the pleasure poles of their ebony sex gods. I feel completely desperate and lost as I swiftly move from one image to another. None though compare to the image stuck in my head. The very real image of Tina making out with another man in front of me. On the verge of losing my sanity my phone rings. It is my love. It is Tina.

"I just woke from the most wonderful nap!" her voice sings into my ear in a "life is great" melody. This whole time I've been going out of my mind she has been relaxing peacefully I think. Just like the whole time I was busting my ass to mow her lawn she was laid back enjoying a good fuck. This seems to be a repeating theme in my new found reality.

"Well good for you!" I state with no hidden cynicism. "What's your problem?" she ask almost with a sincere naivety. "You're not still upset with what happened earlier today are you?" "What do you think?" I ask coyly. "Wow you're really full of negative energy! You should lighten up like me. My thoughts are positive, my body feels relaxed, my endorphins are flowing..." "That's because you spent two hours on your back having your brains fucked out." I inject blatantly. Tina giggles "That's only partly true. I wasn't on my back the whole time. He spent at least thirty minutes fucking me from behind! Umm I could really feel him hitting my cervix in that position." In sexual and emotional frustration I yell "Are you kidding me?" Tina pauses momentarily then innocently replies "No! He has a really big cock and was hitting my cervix with every thrust and the way his balls were slapping against my clit, let me tell you, it sent me over the top."

Tina pauses for another moment thoughtfully "Oh! That was probably too much information for you wasn't it? Sorry I didn't mean to indulge so much it's just that I can't believe how much bigger and better he is than you. I mean I've fucked alot of cocks bigger than yours, but I guess after three years of nothing but your little thing I forgot how much of a wanton slut I am for a big, hard dick. I mean I kept chanting fuck me, fuck me, fuck me with your big, black, cock."

My heart races as her implanted image sears into my mind. My face flushes, as my cock throbs and begs for release. "Why are you tormenting me like this?" I demand, though truly wanting more. "Tormenting you? Is that what I'm doing tormenting you? I'm sharing with you a beautiful experience I had because that's what friends do and I thought you still wanted to be friends. How many other ex-girlfriends tell you about their new sex lives?" I think for a moment "None!" I reply. "None!" she repeats back to me in her best courtroom voice "And how many of those ex-girlfriends said they still wanted to be friends only to never speak to you again?" Once again I think briefly. "None of them talk to me anymore." I state. "Exactly!" she exclaims "Here I am sharing with you a beautiful sexual experience that I had, because I truly want to continue our friendship, and you say I'm tormenting you. If that's how you feel I just won't tell you about all the dick I'm getting now that we're broke up or anything else that's going on in my life. Is that the kind of friendship you want?"

Oh how she is a master of turning the guilt back onto me. A side step here a twist there and before you know it I'm at her feet pleading for forgiveness. Unable to hide the remorse and desperation in my voice I cry "No please! I want to be your friend." Tina remains silent for a few moments leaving me to marinate in agony. Finally she breaks the silence "Are you sure because I can always tell my other friends about the men I'm fucking!" In an earnest voice I chime "No really I mean it I want to hear about all the guys your fucking and everything else in your life. You mean so much to me, I cherish every detail of your life you chose to share with me." Tina giggles obviously pleased with her new victory. Then slyly she says "You know whenever I hear my friends telling me about an amazing night of sex it makes me horny." "Are you horny right now?" Now comes the nail in the coffin, where I must confess to her I'm turned on by her sexual escapades with other men. "I'm so sexually frustrated I feel I'm going to spontaneously combust." I say humbly. Tina giggles again with another victory. "I think I can help with that. After all that's what friends are for right?"

Not waiting for an answer she coldly instructs me to pull out my dick and masturbate. "Are you whacking your little, limp, dick like I told you too?" "Yes Ms. Tina" I moan into the phone. "Good boy! Keep whacking your noodle while I tell you every vivid detail of how Tyrone stretched out my white pussy with his big, black, cock." Tina describes her debauchery in wicked detail with no consideration as to how the details might pang me. Soon I'm edging on ejaculating. Tina insists I am not to cum until she finishes her story, because that would just be rude. When she suspects I'm getting too close to climax she stops her narrative and demands I take my hands off my pathetic, little dick. Before describing her last orgasm Tina makes me promise I will cum just like Tyrone did with the last of the four loads he gave her. I swear I will as I am dying from the delayed release.

"Okay. So like I was saying Tyrone mounts me again and starts up a slow steady rhythm of grinding my pussy. Then he starts power thrusting me and my pussy starts to make all these sloshing noises from the previous three loads he emptied into me. This is about the time you start up the weed eater. Every time you would rev up the motor he would rev up the speed of his thrust. My legs were swung over his muscular, shoulders and he kept power driving me till I was screaming for him to give me his cum. If it wasn't for the noise of the weed-eater you would have heard me screaming for sure. Although you probably would not have believed it was me because your little dickelet never made me scream like that! Anyways it sounded like this."TYRONE YES TYRONE. GIVE ME THAT ME BIG, BLACK, COCK! CUM WITH ME BABY, CUM WITH ME!" Then he pulled his engorged cock out of my soaked pussy and came all over my face!" Tina then shouts "CUM NOW! CUM OVER YOUR FACE NOW BITCH!"


Stream after stream of my own hot jizz splatters across my face. As my body goes limp I hear Tina giggling again. She insists I take a picture of myself and send it too her. Laughing even harder she views the image of my cum covered face. "You really are pathetic!" she states matter of factly. "Be here tomorrow at 4:00 to wash and wax our cars bitch!" With that the phone went dead and I am left to soak in reality of my depravity alone.

Great and well written, to make it easier on the eyes may i recommend paragraphs.

Great story. More please 😊

Thanks for the feed back everyone. I did a little editing so it would be easier to read. Haven't posted much here before but have been a fan of this site for years. I have been in two long term relationships both lasted about ten years each and both evolved into a cuckold lifestyle. So there are quite a few great memories I may share on this thread.

This story is based on some true events but mostly from my imagination I am sad to say. Tina and I did recently break up and she really wouldn't answer the door after asking me over to mow her grass. I guess that ignited my imagination and I just had to write my thoughts down. Though Tina and I never have shared a cuckold experience together we have engaged in some femdom play and cuckold roleplay. She is a natural at it too I might add. She use to date black guys exclusively and I know one of the guys she dated was name Tyrone. Oh she really did make me cum over my own face once before too.

I hope knowing this is mostly made up doesn't ruin it for too many people. I will post some of my real experiences sometime but for me this is what is emotionally current. I don't know for sure what will happen to Tina and I but I would say there is a good chance I'll be cuckolded once again rather we get back together or not.

Thanks again for you interest and the comments!

Trust me, the story is still very hot even if it is a bit fictitious.

I know I permisterally would very much like to hear more of this story if you are interested in telling more!
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Best story ever
tony

That's really good and pretty hot! Thanks.

I am really enjoying your description of events unfolding and can fully understand your inner thoughts and your compulsion to continue to humiliate yourself at their hands. I hope you are going to continue. What makes it so exciting is that what is happening is not just basic crude sexual offense, but is much more of a subtle kind.

Like you are not able to actually watch your ex get fucked, but the images you are creating in your mind are probably more powerful than if you were actually watching. In fact if you were actually watching it would effectively make it more of a porn show for you.

I am similarly minded and am never present now in the room when my wife is being fucked by a boyfriend, but I maybe downstairs in the lounge with doors open or outside working in the garden. Being in close proximity does make it all the more harrowing and galling. It isn’t always necessary to hear the sounds, because your imagination can do it for you. Although you can’t hear your wife tell her boyfriend how much bigger and better his cock is than yours, you still believe that she will most definitely be telling him. Similarly as she reaches her orgasm she will be screaming HIS Name out!!

I also find it extremely exciting having others sniggering behind my back about my sexual short coming. So please continue with more, maybe Tyrone might have a lawn at his place that needs cutting, or/& a kitchen full of dirty dishes that needs cleaning up whilst he entertains Tina back at her place. (I always find cleaning an grimy oven a most revolting and unwelcome task).
wife loves to tease about my little dicky

Carrington, Thanks for your feedback, I'm glad you are enjoying this tale of unfolding events. At times I'm concern that perhaps it's moving too slow and readers will lose interest. I didn't necessarily intend for the story to move the direction it has I'm just trying to let it evolve on it's own.

Having been cucked in previous relationships, in a variety of ways, I have to agree with you that not being present is more emotionally tormenting. While I love watching my woman get fucked and want to be there to witness all the details in permister I find just knowing that she is with someone else creates more psychological and emotional distress. Not only because of how vividly your imagination will torment you but also because it leaves you even more powerless and creates a greater sense of separation. If I'm watching I still feel connected in some sense because I'm a part of the sexual escapade even if I'm not permitted to touch.

I too love the more subtle offenses tactics. To me they are like foreplay to the blatant in your face offense which I also love. One of my favorite cuckold experiences was with a previous live in girlfriend "D". She had one regular black bull who would come over and fuck her almost daily. She had other bulls in her stable as well but they were not as regular. At any rate one day when he came over he brought three large garbage bags full of dirty socks. Apparently he hated washing and matching his socks up so he would just buy more socks instead of washing the ones he had. So my job was to wash, dry, and match up all of his socks while he and my girlfriend spent the evening in the bedroom fucking. It actually took me three days before I had them all clean and matched up. He would just come over and say "You finish my socks yet bud?" He would then chuckle and take my girlfriend by the arm lead and lead her into the bedroom. I would listen to her moan in ecstasy for the next hour or two while I would sit in the middle of a large pile of socks matching and folding them together.

To this day I can't wash a load of socks without thinking about that. Other times "D" would have me drop her off at his house and call me to pick her up when they were done. Sometimes she would just call me at work and tell me not to come home tonight because her bull was coming over and they wanted privacy. Talk about going crazy. I would keep driving by the house wondering what room they were fucking in until I was totally exhausted then would fall arelax in my car. "D" would call me the next day to let me know when I could come home.

I wish there were more cuckold media out there that focused more on the psychological aspects of cuckolding opposed to rushing to the climax. We live in a fast paced, climax focus society though so I suppose that's what the porn producers gives us but I don't think they fully capture what the cuckold society is really yearning for.

la suite de l'histoire

I love the idea of still having to serve the Ex-wife

I freakin love this. Keep it going please
tony

Thanks for the encouragement everyone. Glad this is being well received. Just in case anyone was wondering "D" was who first got me into interracial cuckolding only neither of us knew that's what it was at the time. There was no internet at the time so I thought I was pretty much alone in my cuckolding desires. Of course I knew of voyeurism but I didn't know there were other people out there who found being humiliated, while their s/o was with someone else, sexually stimulating.

The first time "D" brought another man into our bedroom it was a mutual agreement that we we're going to have a threesome involving another male. I have previously seen porn before where the woman was taking two men at once and always thought any woman who can handle more than one man at a time is pretty hot. "D" then told me that the man she had in mind was black. At first I freaked and said no. At the time I had never seen any interracial porn and the thought of a threesome with a black man just never occurred to me. I had some friends growing up who were black so I didn't think of myself as a racist or anything it just seemed too taboo at the time I guess.

"D" kept her cool when I said no though and just simply responded "Why not?" After thinking about it for a minute I realized it was just a impulse reaction on my part and I had no reamister to object to having a black man join us for a threesome. So I agreed and my sex life has never been the same since.

When most people decide to have a threesome they probably pick a night, get comfortable with each other, have some fun, and a few hours later it's over. That's not the way it went for us though. The man who would be joining us Lewis "D" knew from work and it just so happened he had a week of vacation time coming up the same time we did. So he and "D" ended up spending the entire week fucking each other brains out.

The first day we started off watching a d/p porn flick together. It wasn't long before "D" and Lewis were kissing on each other. Since her top half was already occupied I decided to go down on "D" to really get her going. In a matter of minutes she had Lewis in her mouth. It was the first time I've ever seen a black, cock before and Lewis was even larger then most his counter parts. No hype he was every bit of twelve inches and thick as well.

"D" was soaking wet almost immediately and as soon as she had Lewis fully aroused she climbed on top of him. I watched in sheer amazement as she guided his rigid, monster cock inside of her and slowly impaled herself onto him. I vividly remember watching her labia folding in and pulling out as she rode his cock. That was a beautiful site. Her white pussy lips wrapped tightly around his massive, black cock. I was mesmerized by the stark color contrast and the vivid clarity of the act.

Soon "D" was riding Lewis like a possessed woman. Making all kind of noises that I never heard before. Being young, and at the hight of my sexual peak at the time I thought I was a real stud between the sheets. My delusions of grandeur were shattered that day. It was painstakingly obvious to me I could never match up to this black stallion. I watched him and "D" go at it they were both oblivious to the fact that I was still in the room. The third permister in this so called threesome. The truth was apparent my job was already completed. I was simply to lick "D's" pussy to make sure she was well lubricated. After that my services were no longer needed.

After they finished and I had a moment alone with "D" I let her know I felt left out. She reassured me that she just got lost in the moment because of the sexual energy that had been building up between them at work was finally coming out. She said now that they had the first fuck out of their system she would be sure to keep me included in the activities. Never the less the rest of the week went pretty much the same. Me watching them fuck like rabbits while I sat off to the side with my little dick in my hand. Lewis would move off to the side for a bit after he finished filling "D's" pussy full. Then "D" would offer me some sloppy seconds which I discovered I loved as well. The sensation of placing your cock into a well fucked, cum drenched pussy is almost indescribable. Too bad I didn't discover the pleasure eating cream pies back then as well.

I would only get to tap "D's" well used cunt for a few minutes though then Lewis was ready to go again. Not only did this guy have a huge cock but he was the first man I ever knew who could ejaculate multiple times before wearing out. I mean every fuck session they had that week he would cum like five or six times and they were fucking multiple times a day.

So needless to say ever since this first experience I've been hooked on interracial cuckolding. While I've been cuckolded by white bulls as well to me none of those experiences are not as intense as being cuckolded by the black bull. It's not just because their bigger, or the color contrast or any of the other common reamisters you here, although all those things are definitely a part of it. For me it comes back to offense and not being good enough. I like knowing that my woman craves chocolate because then even if I had a penis enlargement, and learned how to fuck like a porn star it still wouldn't be enough. It wouldn't be enough because I can never be black.

More please.

Branded.... would love hearing more

Did not want this message to get lost. Hopefully there is more to share.

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bumpped

Amazingly hot and descriptive writing. Thank you.
Loving Wife, Mother, and Bryan's Slut

Couldn't agree more with both comments ... keep going!

The feeling of desolation passes leaving only numbness to fill the emotional void. How long have I laid here naked amongst the cum stains of my ex and her knew lover? With a sense of detachment I roll off the bed and gather up my clothes in a bundle. Sitting them down on the dresser to sort them out I catch my reflexion in the mirror. Nothing more than a shell of a man remains, if there was ever one to begin with that is. In the corner of the mirror is a picture of Tina and Tyrone clearly taken at a party they attended together. Perhaps it was at this party they first met I ponder briefly as I study the pic. In it Tina is smiling a happy takesen smile one that is shared by Tyrone who is standing behind her with his hands wrapped just below her ample breast. This detail brings my attention to Tina's t-shirt. A hot pink form fiiting tee with the phrase (10" OR MORE NO WAITING!) Written across the chest. Looking at the reflection of my little member in the mirror I can't help but to feel inadequate. I never really noticed how small my penis is until now. No wonder Tina rarely ever wanted to have sex with me when we were together. I always thought she just wasn't very sexual, maybe even a bit of a prude. In reality though, I now understand, that she is a sex crazed size queen. My tiny prick never stood a chance in satisfying her cravings. She was never a sexual prude, she was sexually starved, and now she has Tyrone who has what she needs to keep her feeling full.

Snapping out of my thoughts I remember what it is I'm to be doing cleaning the bedroom for Tina and her ebony lover. Still naked I strip the bed and scurry to remake it with a fresh set of satin lenens. I pick up Tina's discarded clothing that she brownieted across the room in the process of seducing Tryone to her bed. After all is tidy once again I pause to examine my work. It's clean I think to myself but not good enough it needs... it needs to be special. Going into the kitchen I retrieve an ice bucket and find an un-open bottle of wine in the fridge. After filling the bucket with ice, and the bottle of wine, I grab two glasses and place them all on the night stand next to the bed. I then light four scented candles in the bedroom to help set the mood and to freshen the lingering scent of Tina's and Tyrone earlier sexapade. Pausing once again I rexamine the room "better but not good enough!" I exclaim to myself. Throwing my clothes back on I sneak over to a neighbors flower garden and help myself to a couple of their rose buds. Once back inside I immediately strip once again. I'm not sure why I feel the need to do these task naked, it just seems proper. Anxiuos I dash back to the bedroom with my little dick and balls flopping all around as I run. Plucking the petals from the roses I brownieter them over the bed creating a dream like apperance in the glow of the candle light. To top it all off I turn on some smooth jazz and place a chocolate candy on top of each pillow. Perfect I think to myself. I just sat the mood for every girls fantasy only I was not going to be it. That part is for Tyrone to complete and I'm sure he will complete it in a climaxing form.

Finally content with my duties I gather up the soiled bed sheets to wash at home. On my drive home I have time to reflex on what I just did and to try to psychoanalyze my behavior. I mean I just went out of my way to ensure my ex and her new lover will have an intimate romantic night together. Why would I do that espcially when Tina has treated me so cold. Perhaps I want to show her that I still care, even though she is fucking someone else now and rubbing my face in it, I still love her enough to show her kindness in the face of her enmity. Perhaps I am attempting to protect my ego by proving to her and myself that in all her attempts to drag me down I still choose to take the high road. Who am I kidding I have no ego left and this is not about any high road. Perhaps I feel guilty for having a tiny penis and never being able to satisfy her in all the years we were together. Now I'm trying to make it up to her by vicariously living through Tryrone's big, black cock! That may be closer to the truth but still not fully. The cold harsh reality is that I have a need to do these things because it is now the only way I can get off. This is my new sex life prepping a bedroom for my ex to fuck someone else in, washing and waxing her boyfriends car while they enjoy an afternoon between the sheets, mowing her lawn while her pussy is being pounded to exhaustion by far superior lover. Serving her, being chided by her, amusing her at my own expense, listening to her moans of exhileration when she is being fucked, and cleaning up the mess that remains when she is done. Doing all this then whacking off while reminiscing it all. This is my sex life now and this is the most it will ever be but only if I can still prove myself to serve a puropse in Tina's life. Only if I can show her that I'm worthy of being her cuckold. If not then my life is devalued even lower and my sex life will consist of no more than loneliness, fleeting memories, and the endless wondering of who is Tina fucking now?

I think this is very, very hot and a very worthy life goal for you to pursue. Few choices could be closer to the true spirit of female domination and cuckold denial then to dedicate your life to serving - and facilitating the sex life of - an ex who will never have sexual contact with you again.

In my view, you should remain celibate and eschew dating, porn, or other sexual interests and build an obsessive fetish around your ex's sex life. Ask if you may have a copy of the photo of the two of them, or other photos of her with boyfriends (ideally an assortment of images, not just one) and then place those about your own home (ideally in every room) and even your car and desk at work so that you have frequent reminders. Perhaps a poster size blow-up of the hottest one for your bedroom could be an excellent masturbation aide. (Or perhaps just a meditation aide. You might consider adopting the habit of regular meditation and/or self-affirmations to reinpower this lifestyle choice.)

You should also rearrange your daily life and career as necessary to ensure that you can act as her lawn boy/house cleaner/car washer, etc. as she needs and requests. Your relationship with her needs to evolve into one that normalizes her exploitation and offense of you, but pushes you ever further from her participating in any direct way in your sexual activities. So other than the photos, no begging or maneuvering to have her involved. Solitary wanking to your imaginings of her fucking combined with ego-crushing acceptance that this is your sex life forever is what is appropriate for you.

You are brave and wonderful for choosing this road. Good luck and good wanking.
Pantalone, Wittol, oblate, abnegator, fellator, pathic, irrumatiophile,fop, epicene, cotquean, skivvy, thrall, and pilgarlic.

Branded Cuck,

I truly enjoy reading of you and Your ex. Not only is it hot, I also wish that it were me. I had an ex once that loved to humiliate me. Knowing my need for offense, She would save Her boyfriends rubbers when they had sex and store them in the freezer. Once a month or so She would come to my house and make me beg Her for them. Not only would I have to beg Her to be allowed to thaw them out and drain them into my mouth, I would have to pay Her $100.00 per rubber. But that was not enough for Her. She would then make me write out a thank You card to him, thanking Him for all of His tasty sperm and beg Him to make me more offering to pay Him $50.00 each and every time He wanted to have a wank and fill up even more rubbers with His come for me to enjoy. I cannot even remember how many rubbers I ended up draining into my eager mouth during that year or so.

Hmmm, I think I will have to send Her an email and see if She wants to play like that again!

-missy

Well, that did not work out. I did contact Her and She cannot accomodate my need for offense at this time but I am hopeful for sometime in the future. Now that I have gotten my hopes up for Her to make me do that again and gotten the hopes dashed, perhaps there is someone on here that would like to take up where She left off. Anyone here want to make slurpies for me on a regular basis to satisfy my need for self humliation??

Please PM me so that we do not interruppt Branded cuck's great story.

-missy

We need more of this.