GF told her bestie I was a cuck. [part 1] - [part 19]

Great story so far! He's finished 19 parts on Reddit. It just gets better. I only hope he finishes the story. So many times, I've seen people let a storyline fizzle and leave the work unfinished. CC's work here is fantastic, and it's worthy of a genuine completion.

-L2WH

GF told her bestie I was a cuck. They decided to team up on me at a friend's party. [part 12]

The girls came out of the bathroom and walked to the candy aisle. Patrick wandered over to meet them there. I stood at the end of the aisle, watching and waiting. "Ooh I love those," Kay said as Alyssa picked up a bag of something. "I'll share," Alyssa said back. Patrick was standing behind them. He smacked both their asses - one with each hand. "That's the spirit," he said, "sharing is caring." He looked over at me, standing quietly by myself. "Right?" he prompted. I made a "sure" kind of face, raising my eyebrows and pressing my lips together tightly. He smirked. Kay turned back to look at him with a smirk, and then looked at me. "Or in his case, watching is," she said, winking at me.

Seeing the unamused look on my face, she stepped over to me. "You doing okay, boo?" she asked. "I'm fine," I said. She gave me a peck on the cheek. "You want something?" she asked, gesturing toward the aisle full of candy. "Sour Skittles," I replied, giving her a little grin. She walked down to the other end of the aisle to grab them, and then scanned the aisle for something for herself. She picked up a bag and we all headed over to the checkout. The girls laid the three items on the counter, and I stepped forward to pay, but Patrick nudged himself in and said, "I got it," as he reached for his wallet.

The guy behind the counter was certainly not clean cut, or possibly even clean. His pants didn't fit right, his hair wasn't laying in any particular direction, and he looked like a stoner with his eyes not quite fully open. "Eight thiry-nine," he said, looking up to Patrick who was pulling out his card. "Thanks," I said. Patrick looked at me as he reached out to hand the guy his card. "It's the least I can do before I fuck your girlfriend."

The cashier, reaching for Patrick's card, stopped and stared. I looked at him and felt my face turn red. The girls both reacted at the same time. "Uh! Patrick!" Alyssa said, slapping his arm. Kay just laughed. The cashier proceeded to take the card and stick it into the reader. He looked down at what he was doing, and then back up. "Wait, for real?" he asked, looking at Patrick. Before anyone could answer, he continued, "Which one's your girlfriend?" he asked, looking over at me. I didn't say anything, but Kay raised her hand and smiled.

The card reader beeped, and the guy removed Patrick's card. "Nice," he said, extending his arm toward Patrick, "have fun!" Patrick was loving it. I looked at his face as I grabbed my Skittles and started to turn away from the counter, and he had a cocky grin. "You can eat those while you watch," he said. The girls both laughed as they grabbed their stuff off the counter. They were all enjoying this game of seeing how much they could embarrass me.

GF told her bestie I was a cuck. They decided to team up on me at a friend's party. [part 13]

We piled back into the truck. I could still feel the heat in my face from Patrick practically calling me a cuck to anyone within earshot. Many of us think about things like this. It's fun to fantasize about the *********** aspect of the lifestyle. After all, the whole premise of cuckolding as a fetish is that you are not dominant enough, not good enough, not big enough. But Patrick was all those things to Kay, and he knew it. Why would he want to hide it? Let me tell you though, it's a lot harder to take when it actually happens. When people are staring at you, judging, laughing. It's a serious test.

"I'll never see these people again," I thought to myself, "why am I so embarrassed?" I pulled out of the parking lot to resume our trip back to my house, where I knew I'd end up watching Kay make goo-goo eyes at this guy while he fucked her senseless. I peeked into my mirror and looked at his face. A flood of mixed emotions came over me. Did I really want to go through with it? It didn't matter though, it was far too late to change course.

I thought back to Kay checking on me in the store. I knew she loved me. But I knew she loved this too. She is such a carefree spirit, trapped in this rat race we call living. She has a hard job, a lot of responsibility within her family, and she carries everyone's stress with her own. "She needs this," I thought. I glanced at his face again in the mirror. He was a tool for her. A play thing, to cut loose and forget about everyday life. And if she were to have an incredible sexual experience with him, so what? She deserved it.

My dick had softened in the store, but it started to grow again. I felt myself shifting to a very submissive state of mind. Yet again, I glanced back at Patrick, but I found myself almost appreciating him. I wanted to see her having a good time. But, Kay also had a very dominant side. She could really turn up the *********** and degradation when she wanted to. She hadn't done so yet. Maybe it was sprinkled in here and there, but she had been pretty loving toward me all night. I recalled her laughter at the counter, and the way she'd put Patrick's dick back in her mouth before getting out of the truck, just to kiss me. My dick got fully hard. But for her, that was just toying with me. Something told me she was going to ramp it up at the house.

As I merged back onto the highway, Kay reached up and laid her hand on my shoulder. "Play something I like," she said. "Here," I replied, handing her my phone to pick something. For the rest of the ride, the three of them talked about music, flipping through songs and artists, reminiscing about shows they'd been to. Things really didn't start heating back up until the last few minutes.

GF told her bestie I was a cuck. They decided to team up on me at a friend's party. [part 14]

I turned off the exit ramp onto the back road that would take us most of the way home. We had maybe 6-7 minutes left to drive. The song that had just come on had a nice steady beat to it, and Patrick and the girls were grooving in the back seat, dancing playfully. The girls laughed as they stopped. "Can I tell you something fun about this song?" Kay asked, continuing before anyone answered, "...I've always wanted to fuck to it."

I looked in my mirror to see Patrick with an intrigued look on his face, looking back at Kay with raised eyebrows. "Ooh, yeah," Alyssa agreed. "That's funny, I was just wondering how we could make this song better," Patrick quipped back, jokingly. I glanced back again to see Kay starting to lean over Patrick. "Mmm, let me show you how," she said. I heard his zipper, and I heard him shifting to make it easier for her to take his dick out.

There was a car coming, so I couldn't turn to look right away. As soon as it passed, I looked back over my shoulder to see Kay stroking his half-hard dick, moving her head slowly toward it. We were not even a mile off the highway, still several minutes from the house. I turned back to the road and tried to focus. But I could hear the two of them behind me again, enjoying themselves.

It didn't last for long this time, though. It was only thirty or forty seconds before Kay sat up. I heard them moving around, and looked back to see Patrick's hands on Kays hips, pulling her up and over to sit on his lap. She looked at me with wide eyes as he moved her easily. I turned back to the road, but looked back again a few seconds later, after hearing Patrick say, "Lean forward." When I looked back, Kay was moving forward, leaning on the center console. She moved closer, her face coming right next to mine, and she looked me in the eyes as I watched Patrick pushing her leggings and underwear down her legs.

"Holy ****, he's about to fuck her," I thought to myself. I felt my dick instantly grow hard again, as I turned back ahead to check on the road. I was just over the center line, so I swerved slightly to pull back into my lane. I scanned the sides of the road up ahead for deer quickly, and turned back toward Kay's face, just over my right shoulder. I looked into her eyes. They were almost begging. Her lips were still wet. She looked at me like she wanted me to keep watching. I looked ahead and scanned the road again, correcting slightly, and turned back. Kay puckered her lips to signal me to kiss her.

A quick glance at the road, and I leaned over to kiss her. But as I did, Patrick lifted up her hips and jerked her back away from me. I sprung back up, glanced at the road and then back over my shoulder. This time I looked past her and at him, as he lowered her down until the tip of his dick was pressed up against her. He looked me in the eyes boldly. Kay gasped very lightly as she felt the tip of his dick come into contact with her. "Mmm," she moaned softly. Alyssa situated herself, turning a bit in her seat to face them. She reached over to grab Patrick's dick as I turned back ahead to check the road.

I did a quick scan for deer again, and looked back to see Alyssa reaching underneath Kay. I couldn't see much from my angle, but I could tell she was holding his dick, moving it back and forth against Kay's clit. I heard a moan and another soft gasp from Kay, and I brought my eyes back to hers. She let out a heavy breath, just as I began to feel a rumble in the front end. I quickly looked back at the road and jerked the wheel to pull us back into the lane. The right front tire had nearly gone off the edge of the road.

"Watch the road," Patrick barked at me. "Okay," I replied, starting to feel submissive to him. Kay moaned again lightly right by my ear and then chimed in, "You don't need to see this," followed by another heavy breath. "Put it in," she finally said, turning back to look at Alyssa.

GF told her bestie I was a cuck. They decided to team up on me at a friend's party. [part 15]

"Mm, put in in," Kay repeated. She was leaned forward onto the center console, resting on her elbows. I could almost feel the heat off her breath when she spoke. "Don't do it," Patrick said to Alyssa. Kay whimpered lightly next to me, letting us all know how badly she wanted Patrick inside her. I felt her hair brush my arm as she turned around to look over her should at Patrick and Alyssa. "Why not, baby?" she asked Patrick.

My desire to look behind me was burning. I tried to hard to fight it, but after hearing Kay whimper again, I couldn't resist. I swung my head around to see Kay sitting down on Patrick's lap, grinding back and forth. Patrick was reaching up with his right arm. I couldn't see Kay's face because she was turned away from me, but I could tell that her mouth was closed around his thumb. I turned away to look back at the road just as Patrick said in a very serious tone, "Tell your little bitch not to look back here again." I heard Kay's head whip around. "Keep your fucking eyes on the road!" she barked at me. "Sorry," I said.

As Patrick started to chuckle, Kay twisted her head to my arm, opened her mouth, and bit down on my arm through the sleeve of my hoodie. She didn't bite hard. It seemed to be just out of sexual frustration. As she held on, she moaned deeply for every bit of two full seconds. She released her bite and pleaded, "Fuck me baby." Patrick, done chuckling at me, prompted her, "Who are you talking to?" Kay replied, "You!" Patrick prompted again, "You, who?" "Patrick!" Kay responded. He pressed further, "Patrick what?"

Kay laughed lightly through an exhale. "Please fuck me, Patrick!" she pleaded. Alyssa chimed in as well. "You fucking tease!" she said, playfully. Patrick didn't stop there. "What does your boyfriend want?" he asked. Kay replied, "He wants you to FUCK me," raising her voice a bit. "Why though?" Patrick asked. "Because he likes it," she replied. "He's a cuck," Alyssa added. "Ahh," Patrick said, "well maybe he should ask me then."

Kay turned her head and bit my arm again, slightly harder than before, but still not hard enough to hurt me. It was my cue to do what Patrick wanted. I glanced in the mirror, and he was looking at me, waiting. I sighed a little through my nose. My dick was harder than ever. With my right arm, I reached down to put my hand on it. I looked back at the road. "Patrick, will you please fuck my girlfriend?" I asked, looking back into the mirror at him as the word "girlfriend" rolled off my tongue. He smiled. He didn't respond to me directly. Instead he looked at Kay and said, "Call him a cuck." Kay extended her neck and got up as close as she could to my ear. "You fucking cuck," she said. "Tell him what you want me to do," Patrick continued. Still talking into my ear, Kay obliged, "I want Patrick to fuck me, baby."

"Baby!?" Patrick said. "Try again," he said, "I'm baby. He's bitch." Kay did as she was told. "I want Patrick to fuck me, bitch." Patrick chucked again. "I have questions for later," he mumbled. Finally, as I felt Kay move away from my ear, I saw her move a couple of inches forward out of the corner of my eye. As she moved back, she let out a very heavy breath, whimpering lightly through it. I had never seen or heard her so desperate to be fucked. I tried to watch her, tilting my head ever so slightly so I could see her face in my peripheral vision. I was dark, and I couldn't really see much. But I could see her come forward again, and then back. And again, forward, then back.

The third time, she squawked a little as she went all the way back and stopped. "Fuck, that's big," she said through an exhale, as if she'd been holding her breath. "Bigger than bitch boy?" Alyssa asked. "Fuck yes," Kay replied. "I think we all knew that," Patrick said, sounding as cocky as ever. "Tell him," he said. Kay slowly moved back and forth a few more times, moaning softly, and then said to me, "Patrick has a bigger dick than you, bitch," as she slid back down onto it. I didn't respond, just kept my eyes on the road. "You're so fucking wet!" Patrick said through a chuckle.

The song they intended to fuck to had come to a close, and the next song was coming on. In the few seconds of quiet time in between, the sounds of Kay breathing right beside me, and Patrick breathing behind me, were all I heard. The next song had a slow intro, but ramped up pretty quickly to a heavy guitar riff. I heard them pick up their pace, and Kay started really getting into it. "Uh, uh, uh, fuck me Patrick," she pleaded for me to hear, as she dropped her head down, hanging it between her hands.

I lifted my right hand, which had been lightly rubbing my dick, and placed it on her head. As I felt her head bounce back and forth a bit, I tried to run my fingers through her hair, from the top of her head down to the back of her neck. I couldn't quite reach back that far. She turned her head toward me, looking up at me from under my arm. I looked down at her beautiful face. "You wish you could fuck her?" Patrick asked me. "Yes," I replied as I looked back at the road. I was afraid he was going to be annoyed by me looking back at her like that, so I pulled my arm back to my side quickly as well. "I think she needs to hear it," He said.

I glanced at Patrick in the mirror briefly. He wasn't looking at me. I picked my arm back up so I could see Kay's eyes again. "I wish I could fuck you," I said, looking into her eyes. I waited a few seconds for Patrick to prompt Kay with a response, but he never did. I think Kay was expecting it too. Looking back at the road, I brought my right arm back down and grabbed my dick again through my pants. Kay was still making little noises. Moans and heavy breaths. She lifted her head back up and I could see it moving back and forth again while I tried to focus on the road. "Mmm," she moaned, before finally speaking. "Keep on wishing, bitch."

GF told her bestie I was a cuck. They decided to team up on me at a friend's party. [part 16]

It felt like such a long night already. Though I knew it was nowhere close to over. At least we were almost back to my place, where I wouldn't have to worry about any more embarrassment. I was as anxious as I'd ever been, and there's no telling how many beats my heart had skipped. Something about hearing Kay calling me a bitch, telling me his dick was bigger...while it was inside her. And the fact that she did everything he said, it was incredibly hot.

I was starting to get over my feelings about Patrick. Honestly, I just wanted Kay to have a great time. And she was. I mean, he was the biggest ass hole I'd ever met, probably. But I'm also certain he was playing it up because of the situation. I tried to put myself in his shoes. To him, I looked weak and pathetic. This wasn't me, really. But when Kay wanted something, I couldn't tell her no. In any case, I was starting to feel weak and pathetic. I couldn't blame him for seeing me that way. I'd acted that way all night. It didn't matter though, this was about Kay and me. I knew she would involve me. She always did. She made me feel loved, secure. I knew I could trust her to include me later and we would have an amazing time looking back on this.

I listened to her heavy breaths, grunts, and moans as I drove the home stretch. I couldn't look. I'd been told multiple times not to. I heard kissing behind me as well, but Kay's head was still next to my arm, so I knew it was Alyssa and Patrick. I think I heard Alyssa moan a couple of times, lightly. Maybe she was getting rubbed? Fingered? Or maybe she was just turned on by watching, and getting into the kissing.

As I finally turned onto my road, Kay laid her head over onto my arm. I felt her moving back and forth still. I drove slowly the half-mile down my road and when I slowed down to turn into my driveway, Kay slowed down as well. I usually pull past a bit and back in, but I didn't want to get yelled at for looking back, so I pulled in straight. As I made the turn, they stopped. Kay was still breathing heavily. I felt her move back and lift her head up as she must have been sitting back against him. Her and Patrick both moaned a little at the same time before Patrick said, "Fuck that feels good." Kay laughed seductively. "Does it?" she asked. "Slap!" I heard behind me, followed by a brief squeal and a giggle from Kay.

I stopped in front of the garage and lifted the shifter up into park, still keeping my eyes ahead. "Damn, bitch boy, this all you?" Patrick asked, looking around and referring to my property. "Yep," I replied. Alyssa started digging around for her purse and things, preparing to open her door. Kay and Patrick didn't move. "So that's why you date him," Patrick said to Kay. She laughed just a bit and replied, "No, hes pretty awesome." Patrick replied to her sarcastically, "Mmhm..." Kay said, "Shut up, he's a good guy. He takes good care of me," reaching out as she said it to lay a hand on my arm. She rubbed down my arm and let her hand fall back to her side.

"Ugh," I thought to myself. Just when I thought I could be okay with him, he began to turn into a mega dick. Patrick laughed and then mocked her, "He's a good guy," he said, mimicking her tone. He continued, "...and with my dick in you." I felt myself getting frustrated. I looked in the mirror to shoot him a dirty look, or to see what Kay's face was doing. When I did, I saw him grab her, wrapping his arms around her torso. He pulled her body back into his so they were both leaned back against the seat. "Turn around now, bitch boy." As I did, he reached up and flipped on the overhead light.

For the first time, I could see Kay's bare legs, leading up to her naked bottom half. Her legs were barely apart, but her back was arched out away from him to keep from letting him slip out. I could see just a little bit of her vagina peeking out from underneath, but I could clearly see that it was being spread open by his dick. I saw just the very base of his dick, maybe a half-inch of it. It was completely wet. Below it, I saw his balls hanging down, resting on my back seat, Kay's wetness running down them and making a spot on the fabric.

My eyes lingered for a few seconds on the sight of him inside of her. As I pulled them back up to see what he wanted, he moved one hand to her neck and pulled her even tighter into him, using her collar bone to secure her. "Look," he said to me sternly, making direct eye contact. I let my eyes fall back down to between their legs. He pulled his hips back a bit, causing his dick to pull out of her about an inch, and then he thrusted it back into her all the way, with a little bit of *****. Kay squealed and her eyes rolled back briefly. As they recovered, she blinked twice quickly and her eyes locked with mine.

"Tell him to take care of you," Patrick ordered. "Take care of me, bitch!" Kay said, doing exactly as she was told, and looking me in the eyes. "No," Patrick said, "make him go get you something." Kay stared at me, now knowing what he wanted from her. "A blanket," Patrick said. "You hear that, bitch? Go get me a blanket!" she said. "Okay," I said sheepishly. "That's yes ma'am, and yes sir when you answer us," he barked at me. "Y..yes sir," I said as I turned around. "And leave the truck running," he said.

GF told her bestie I was a cuck. They decided to team up on me at a friend's party. [part 17]

As I closed the truck door behind me, I nearly jogged toward the front door of the house. I went inside, through the living room, and down the hall to the guest room to grab a blanket off the bed. I speed-walked back through the house, leaving the front door slightly ajar, and back to the truck. I opened the driver's door and got back in, awkwardly wrestling with the blanket. After closing the door, I turned to look back, and Patrick was holding Kay in the exact same position, except he was slowly moving his hips, just barely pulling his dick out of her, and thrusting it back into her a little faster than it came out. I started to feed the blanket back to Alyssa, who held her hands out for it. "Leave it up front," Patrick said, interrupting us. So I pulled it back up and piled it up in the passenger seat.

After I laid the blanket down, I turned back to watch Patrick's big dick sliding in and out of Kay. She was moaning lightly and breathing just like before. I looked up to see her face. Patrick loosened his grip below her neck a bit, and Kay took her eyes off me to look down. She lifted her arm that became free when he loosened his grip, and she grabbed his hand with hers. It was the first time I'd really noticed, but his hands were much bigger than mine as well. She pushed his hand up toward her mouth, opened her mount and wrapped her lips around his thumb again. As she did that, Patrick loosened the hold he had with his other arm, and Kay started to somewhat take over, lifting herself up, and sitting back down onto him.

My eyes moved back down to watch him penetrate her. Everything between their legs was soaking wet. I just stared, entranced by it all. She looked so good with a nice dick filling her up. I had to admit to myself...she looked good with his dick in her. I was going crazy with mixed emotion and sexual frustration of my own. As I stared, I really did wish I could fuck her. I wanted to be him. My dick was harder than ever, and the most likely outcome is that it would see no action. My balls started to ache, thinking about how incredible she would feel on me right now. But, that felt selfish. She wanted Patrick. She wanted a man who could toss her around some and dominate her in a way that I couldn't. And I wanted her to have it, more than I wanted pleasure for myself.

As the stain on my back seat grew, so did the sounds coming from Kay. I must have been sitting there for five or six minutes. First watching Patrick hold her and ***** his way deep into her, and then watching her take over and ride him. Alyssa was mostly quiet. Her and I both watched, occasionally looking at each other. I think she was just as interested in how I would react to everything as she was Patrick, so a few times I caught her studying my face. I had started rubbing myself through my pants at a medium pace. When Kay finally stopped to take a break, Alyssa decided to involve herself again.

"Is he allowed to touch himself while he watches?" she asked Kay. She smirked and threw me a look like she knew she was going to get me in trouble. Kay, however, was in her own world. She didn't respond right away. She sat there breathing and moving her hips slowly from side to side. I stopped rubbing myself and sat up in my seat, anticipating that Kay or Patrick would tell me to stop, or to turn around. After a few seconds passed, I thought I was going to get a pass. I moved my hand back to my dick and started to rub it again, watching Kays hips move. Patrick finally spoke up. "Go inside, little bitch," he said. I sat there for a few seconds, not wanting to leave. Kay looked at me for a second, waiting for me to move. I looked back at her, begging with my eyes to let me stay. "Go! You fucking bitch!" she yelled.

GF told her bestie I was a cuck. They decided to team up on me at a friend's party. [part 18]

"Oka- ...Yes ma'am." I mumbled, remembering what Patrick had said. I turned around to open my door, still leaving the truck running. It was a chilly night, so I didn't want to leave them in the cold. I could feel them all staring at me as I shut the truck door behind me and walked up the walkway to the house. The front door was still open from when I'd rushed back out with the blanket earlier. I pushed it in, walked inside, and closed it behind me before leaning against it. I didn't move for a couple of minutes.

My mind was racing. Kay had been fairly dominant with me when it was just the two of us, sometimes calling me names. It was fun. But she'd never done it at the command of another man. We had agreed to ramp things up pretty heavily with the cuckolding, and I'd assured her I could handle whatever she could throw at me. I had no idea what the night would bring yet, but I was ready for it. I wanted to forget about Patrick's comments about why she's dating me, though. What a dick of a thing to say. I couldn't let it go. I felt like I had something to prove to him now, but tonight was his night and the only thing he'd come to know about me is that he could push me around and take my girl.

I shoved myself off the door and kicked off my shoes, then headed into the living room to sit on the couch. I really wanted to try and watch them, but the way my house is set up, you can't see the area in front of the garage from inside. Instead, I leaned back against the arm of the couch, put my feet up, and started to rub myself. I thought about them making out at the party, and Patrick grabbing Kay's ass for anyone to see. I thought about him making me ask Kay to suck his dick and to fuck him. It's almost like he'd played this role before, but I really believe he was just a natural prick.

I pulled my hand back up to my waist and shoved it into my pants. Holding my dick, I massaged the tip between my index finger and thumb, thinking about the whole night. It was so quiet in the house, I could hear the truck idling outside.

After a few minutes had passed, I heard the door handle start to move. I picked my head up some to look at the door, which I could see straight on from the way I was laying on the couch. The door opened and Alyssa walked in, closing the door behind her. "Hey," I said, laying my head back down and pulling my hand out of my pants. She walked over to me, put her purse down on the coffee table and sat on the edge of the couch by my feet. "Whatcha doing there?" she asked with a smirk. I looked at my hand and back at her. "I'm just..." I said, pausing for a minute to take a breath. I continued, "I don't know why this is all so hot to me." I felt a wave of emotion come over me. Shame, guilt, jealousy. She had a very sobering effect on me.

"You don't have to explain yourself," she said, "I mean...parts of it have been maybe, a little...uncomfortable. But it...has me pretty turned on too." I sat up, scooching my butt back toward the end of the couch and giving her more room to sit. "It's never been on display like it has been tonight. It's always been behind closed doors," I said. She scooted back and leaned back into the couch to relax. "Is it bothering you?" she asked me. "A little," I replied. "I love that Kay is having fun. But yeah, I'm not a fan of Patrick. He is what's bothering me, mostly."

"Does 'bitch boy' bother you?" she asked. "Uh, not really," I said, "I don't really mind what's said, it's just how genuine he is with it all. He actually thinks he's better than me. He's such a dick." She nodded and paused for a few seconds, thinking. "That's part of what makes it so exciting for me though I guess. Kay seems to think so too," she said, in a kind of comforting voice. "I guess," I replied. She sat up and looked directly at me. "Let's just have fun with it," she said. She reached forward to grab her phone out of her purse.

"Why did you come in?" I asked. As she leaned back into the couch, she replied, "I just felt like a third wheel. They had a lot of tension from texting with each other." She adjusted her position to face me. "Besides," she said, "someone has to keep an eye on you." She smirked at me and raised her eyebrows briefly. I gave her a questioning look. "Did you know I like to be a tease?" she asked. "Uuhm," I replied, "I did not, no." Her smirk grew. "Well, I was told I'm allowed to do anything but let you cum," she said. I don't think my expression changed much, but my eyebrows surely went up.

She turned more toward me and picked a leg up, bringing it up onto the couch and folding it under her. She checked the time on her phone, then laid it down, reached up with her left hand and brushed her hair back behind her ear. She looked cute. Innocent, almost. But the look that came over her face told me she was capable of doing some damage. "Why don't you tell me what's on your mind... are you thinking about Kay?" she asked. I paused, stunned at what was happening. "Of course," I finally said. I continued, "I...I want to know what she's doing right now." In a soft, low voice, she said, "Well, after you left, heee...called you a loser. Kay got off him and told him to stop being so mean to you. He thought it was funny." I felt my eyes squint a little. "...and?" I asked. She continued, "She turned around to face him, and got back on top of him. Um... and then started to ride him. When I left, they were kissing."

I rolled my eyes a little, but at the same time, I felt my dick go from semi- to near fully hard. Alyssa noticed it too. She kept looking down as she spoke to see how it would affect me. She leaned forward and reached out slowly toward me. "Do you like that?" she asked seductively, as she laid her hand on my leg against the outline of my dick. "I mean, yeah, it's hot to think about," I said, softly and slowly. "Good," she continued in the same seductive tone, "I think they'll be in soon. She's not going to last long with him." She lifted her finger up and over the tip of my dick, rubbing lightly across it, feeling it grow just a little more. I just watched her, and listened. "So," she said, "do you like to think about that? Kay cumming for him?" Her eyes bounced between my eyes and my dick. With a seductive look on her face, she continued to rub the tip and felt it grow to completely hard. "I'd say so," she said. I stayed silent, but Alyssa continued. "I think she's going to do a lot of that for him tonight."

GF told her bestie I was a cuck. They decided to team up on me at a friend's party. [part 19]

Alyssa seemed to be enjoying herself. She stared at me, almost sympathetically, still lightly rubbing her index finger back and forth over my tip. I felt my face become flushed and my heart begin to beat slightly faster. This was the first time all night that my face had turned red for a good reason, and not as a result of some public ***********. As soon as that thought crossed my mind, an image of the convenience store cashier's puzzled face flashed in my mind. It was the face he'd made right after Patrick said he was going to fuck my girlfriend. My heart fluttered and my face turned even more flushed. I could feel my pulse in the tip of my dick. Alyssa's touch was subtle, but it felt very good.

"What do you want out of tonight?" Alyssa asked me, still speaking softly. "Um," I said after first thinking on it for a minute, "I don't know, I feel stupid saying it." Alyssa moved her whole hand over on top of my throbbing dick, and leaned in to push her hand up my shaft, and then back down. She rubbed it like that a couple of times. "You really shouldn't," she said, "come on, it'll be fun to talk about it." I cleared my throat so I could speak up a bit. "Well, I want to see Kay have a mind blowing orgasm, for one. It's...incredibly hot to watch," I answered. "Mkay. And what else?" She prompted. "And, honestly I enjoy all of this. I mean, parts of tonight have been rough. But I love the way she talks to me. I know it sounds dumb, but like the stuff she was saying to me in the truck, and just watching him take her. It's all so hot," I said.

Alyssa tilted her head some. She kept rubbing my dick through my pants. "It is," she said, "when she told me you're a cuck, I thought she just got to fuck whoever she wanted. But I love that it's like this role play that keeps you both engaged. And, if I'm being honest, I kinda love watching you squirm. There's something about seeing a man put in his place, having zero control over the situation." Her eyes drifted off as she spoke. She stared off into space for a moment, and then snapped her eyes back to mine. "Yeah," I said, "I get it."

"Hm," she pondered. "So, you want to be... dominated?" She questioned. She stared at me, and I subtly nodded my head yes. "Put in your place?" she said. I nodded again, feeling my face turn possibly more red than it had been, even at the gas station. "And...maybe a little...degraded?" she continued. My heart fluttered again. I stared back at her, but didn't move this time. I felt my eyes change, as if to beg her to keep going. Or, maybe to stop. I wasn't really sure. She had told me I wasn't allowed to cum, so I didn't really know what her plan was. But in her most seductive bedroom voice, she kept pouring it on. "Like... reminded that you're a little bitch, maybe?" she asked, not looking for a response. She kept rubbing me, and she kept staring into my eyes.

She let a few seconds pass and then continued. "Or maybe..." she said, pausing. Suddenly, she stopped rubbing me and pulled her other leg up onto the couch, standing up onto her knees. She scooted forward until she was straddling me. "Maybe," she said, as she lowered herself onto my lap. When she sat down all the way, I could feel how warm she was. She continued, "you should be teased until you break." I stared up at her. Her hair fell slightly in front of her face as she tilted her head to look down at me. "Until I break?" I asked, not sure what she meant by it. She slowly moved her hips back, and then slowly brought them forward, grinding the warmest part of her on my still throbbing dick.

"Mmhm," she said, starting to grind back again, "like, maybe if you really want to cum, you'll do whatever it takes to earn it." The expression on her face turned a bit more dark. An even kind of lust. She was enjoying this. She kept grinding on me. I started to speak up, "Like wha-" "Shut up!" she said, sharply, cutting me off. She reached out and laid her hands on my chest, leaning forward onto me. "Ding!" Her phone played its notification tone. She ignored it and kept her eyes on me. I felt a concerned look come over my face as I stared back up at her. She continued to grind on me, picking up pace a little. "Does that feel good?" she asked me. I nodded yes. "Answer me!" she ordered. "Yes," I said.

She slowed down her grinding, and worked her way to a stop. Still leaning on my chest, she lifted her hips up off my lap and hovered maybe and inch over me. "Good," she said, "do you want me to keep going?" I replied, "Yes." An evil smirk grew on her face, and she sat up and backed up to get off me. "Good," she said. She sat back down at the far end of the couch and brushed her hair back. Her face was a little red too, but by that point, my entire body was flushed. I felt hot all over, and my balls were starting to ache again, worse than before.

Alyssa picked up her phone. I watched her intently. She unlocked it, swiped a couple of times, and looked at it for a second. She turned it around to show me a message from Kay. It said, "OMG!!!" followed by several heart-eyed emojis. As I was looking at it, another message came through. "We're coming in," Kay said. Alyssa turned her phone back to look at the new message, and then laid it down. She looked back at me. "I told you she wouldn't last long," she said.

We stared at each other for several seconds. She could see that I was breathing heavily and could probably hear my heart beating. She laid a hand on my dick again to feel that it was still throbbing, and then slid her hand down the length of my leg, stopping just below my knee. She paused there, tilted her head, and started to chuckle. "You're shaking," she said.

This is such a sexy story from so many angles! Thank you for your hard work and I can't wait to read more please ❤️🙏🏼 x

Very good indeed

Our protagonist is way further down the rabbit hole than he ever expected, but still seem to be loving it. Great writing. I'm sure there are many wild surprises ahead.

I wanna be Patrick! Great story!

Any more to come?

That last chapter was so good! I really love the teasing. I hope Alyssa will continue until he breaks !...

He's kept the story going really well. Waiting for Part 30 on Reddit. All these parts together could easily be chapter one of an entire series.

-L2WH

Where is it located on Reddit?

keltonpm
When you go to Reddit, just put the title into the search window and the story will come up.