GF told her bestie I was a cuck. [part 1] - [part 35]

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.

He posted parts 30 & 31 last week. He's doing a great job with the storyline. Seriously, he could wrap this encounter and make it chapter 1 of a novella.

-L2WH

I just wish he'd post the latest chapters here.

GF told her bestie I was a cuck. They decided to team up on me at a friend's party. [part 20]

I was shaking. I hadn't even noticed. I was so fucking tense all over. As I relaxed my body and melted back into the couch, the front door opened. Alyssa and I both looked in that direction. It was only open a couple of inches, and we could hear Patrick and Kay laughing just outside. A slight bump, followed by Kay's voice, "Owww, put me down." The door swung open and Patrick stepped inside with Kay in his arms. She was wrapped up in the blanket I'd brought out earlier. He turned around and used Kay's feet to swing the front door shut.

Patrick had his usual cocky smirk on his face. He locked eyes with me for just a second, and then locked eyes with Kay and maintained eye contact with her as he carried her toward the couch. She stared intently back at him. All I could think about is what she must be feeling, looking into his eyes. Knowing what he'd just done to her in my truck, and knowing how Kay is, I knew she must be wanting more of him. He stepped between the couch and coffee table, squeezing past Alyssa, who moved back to let them by. He stopped in front of me, holding Kay over me. He leaned forward just a bit, stretching his neck to look past Kay and down at me.

That's when I noticed that the blanket wasn't really wrapped around her. It was draped over here, and he was holding some of it to keep it bunched up at her side so it didn't hang down. Underneath, I could see her bare ass. He looked at my lap, and undoubtedly saw how hard I was. "Aren't you cold?" I asked Kay. "I'm fine, I needed to cool off," she said. Patrick twisted to orient her perpendicular to me and sat her down on my lap. I could feel the warmth from between her legs, resting on my hard dick. Only my jeans were separating us. I was hot, and the blanket laying on top of me made it worse. I reached up to move it back, piling more of it onto Kay. She looked down at me as I did and smiled as Patrick walked down the hallway behind us looking for the bathroom.

"I love you," she said in a very soft voice. "I love you too," I replied. She reached out from underneath the blanket and grabbed my hand as I was pulling it back. She used her other hand to lift the side of the blanked, and she pulled my hand underneath, laying it down on her thigh. Still looking at me, she said, "you fucking bitch," in the same soft voice she'd used to tell me she loved me. I didn't say anything, but with my eyes, I begged her for anything she was willing to give me. After some pause, she said, "feel me." I pushed my hand forward and down between her thighs. It slid in easily. She was slick from her own juices. I left my hand there and began slowly moving my thumb back and forth against her vagina. She grabbed my hand and stopped me. "Just feel, don't play," she said, withdrawing her hand to leave mine where it was.

Alyssa spoke up. "You look like you had fun," she said, laughing a bit. "He definitely did not disappoint," Kay replied. "Well," Alyssa said, "me and bitch boy had some fun too." Kay turned to look at her. "Oh yeah?" she asked. "Yep," Alyssa explained, "he learned that he needs to earn his fun tonight." Kay turned back to look at me. "Good," she said, smiling at me again. "What do you think you should do to earn it?" she asked me. I looked up at her, still begging with my eyes for anything. Mercy, sympathy, sexual release, emotional relief...anything. "I don't know," I said softly. Before I could continue, Kay butted in. "You're such a cuck," she said, laughing. "You know you're not getting **** tonight, don't you?" she asked me, her face turning more serious. "I know baby," I said. She asked me again, "So if you want to take care of yourself, what should you have to do to earn it?"

My hand was still between her legs. It was so warm. I was starting to feel her wetness creeping through my jeans. I answered her with the first thing that came to mind. "Can I go make the bed for you two?" I asked. Kay looked at Alyssa. "I don't think that's nearly enough," she said, "what do you think?" Alyssa agreed, "Oh definitely not." Looking back at me, Kay said, "try again." I turned a little red, realizing the hard part of my night wasn't over. "I can bring you guys towels and clean up when you're done," I said. Kay looked up in thought. I continued, "what if I get the shower ready for you too?" She looked back down at me and responded, "You'll do those, and anything else you're told tonight." She raised her eyebrows at me. "Understand?" she asked. "Mhm," I said, nodding my head.

Alyssa chimed in again, "I think when Patrick comes back, you should tell him thank you for getting you girlfriend off." Kay said, "He will," still looking at me. I nodded.

GF told her bestie I was a cuck. They decided to team up on me at a friend's party. [part 21]

Kay and Alyssa were giggling at each other, proud of themselves for what they were doing to me. I was an anxious, jealous, wreck of a human being in that moment. I could feel Kay's warmth and wetness, right where I wanted it. But I knew I wouldn't be able to have it. Though it had been a few days, I knew what it felt like to be inside her, and I was excited for Patrick to feel it again. I wondered if I could get him to tell me how it felt, so I could be there with him when he entered her again. I wanted to picture myself in his shoes later when I'd be allowed to get myself off.

We heard the toilet flush, and the bathroom door open. Patrick came walking down the hall and right up to the couch. I was feeling incredibly submissive, and I knew I didn't want to make anyone ask me twice to do anything. I wanted to get off later and not have it held over my head. As soon as he stopped in front of the couch, I looked up at him. "Thank you for getting her off," I said to him. He shook his head in disbelief as Kay and Alyssa started laughing. "Fucking loser," Patrick said quietly. He looked at the two girls. "Did you two put him up to that?" Still laughing, they shook their heads, and Kay said "Yes." He replied, "And you told me to stop being mean to him?" Kay laughed again. "Well yeah," she said, "not behind his back!"

"What's his hand doing there?" Patrick asked, noticing my hand under the blanket at Kay's thighs. "I wanted him to feel what you did to me, baby," she said. "That's why I put you on top of him." He looked at me and barked, "Don't touch her, loser. While I'm here, she's mine!" I pulled my hand out and looked at Kay. She tilted her head down and raised her eyebrows at me, as if to prompt me. Guessing at what she wanted, I looked back up at Patrick and said, "Sorry. Yes sir." He replied, "Good."

"You know what you should do?" Alyssa asked, looking at Kay. The rest of us all looked at her. "Suck his dick, right here." Kay looked up at Patrick and smiled. "Do it," he said. She sat up off the back of the couch and leaned forward. She undid his pants and pulled his pants and underwear down around his thighs. As they came down, his dick was slowly unveiled. He was still semi-hard. I stared at it, watching his pants go past the tip. It was still a little wet from Kay. Patrick stepped forward into Kay so she could stay seated on top of my lap. She picked his dick up and held it in her hands, just looking at it for a second. "Mmm," she said. She turned her head to look at me and saw that I was staring at Patrick's dick. "You just keep your eyes right there babe," she said.

Patrick reached up and grabbed her by the cheeks, squeezing a little, and pulling her head up to ***** her to look him in the eyes. "It's bitch boy. Do NOT call him babe in front of me. Call him a fucking bitch!" He let go of her face, and flicked his wrist to lightly slap her cheek. Kay looked down at me and raised her voice, "You fucking bitch!" I gave her a look of jealousy, and maybe sadness. But I knew she didn't mean it. She was only doing what I'd told her I wanted. "You can't fuck me," she continued, "thank him again for fucking me!" As she turned back to Patrick she opened her mouth and lunged forward onto his dick, taking it in as far as she could. I looked into his eyes and said, "thank you for fucking her."

Alyssa spoke up, "Do you want him to do it again, cuck?" I replied, "Yes." She then prompted me, "Tell him what you told me...when I asked you what you want out of tonight." Patrick mostly ignored me as I spoke. He was busy enjoying a blowjob from my girlfriend. But I looked up at him and said, "I want to see her have a full-body orgasm." Alyssa, trying to provoke things further, said, "Maybe he'll give her one right here."

GF told her bestie I was a cuck. They decided to team up on me at a friend's party. [part 22]

As Kay sucked Patrick's dick with more passion than I'd ever seen, I thought back to a conversation we'd had a couple of weeks prior during sex.

--- Two weeks prior ---

Kay laid under me as I thrusted in and out of her. She was telling me about a guy who'd been hitting on her. A customer where she worked. She went on about how hot he was, and how she'd be such a good little slut for a guy like him. Our sex was pretty vanilla, other than her fantasizing about him. In an attempt to spice things up, I asked her, "Will you be a slut like that for me?" She said calmly, "No baby, I'm your soul mate, not your slut." She felt me get super hard inside her as she said it, and I slowed down to hold back my orgasm. She laughed. "You like that?" she asked, seductively. I smiled at her and laughed a little. My body fell a bit, and I caught myself, feeling the pulse of a near-orgasm. "You fucking like that, you little cuck?" she asked again. "Yes, I love it," I replied. "Good," she said as I started thrusting again. "You're so pathetic. I can make you cum by telling you I'm another man's slut and not yours," she went on. I started slowing down again, feeling an orgasm lurking. "Do it baby," she said, "cum for me." I started shaking a bit. "You're so fucking hot," I said to her, as I slowly began picking up pace again. "Why?" she asked, "because no one else has ever told you you're a pathetic cuck?" I stared into her eyes and kept going. "Why won't you be a slut for me?" I asked. She replied, "Because you don't deserve it baby," as she grabbed my head and pulled me in to whisper in my ear. "You're a pathetic cuck. I don't even want to fuck you." I felt myself about to cum. But I knew the rule. I knew she'd be upset if I finished inside her. As my body started to shake, I quickly pulled out and grabbed my dick. "Mmmm," she moaned as I shot my load all over her stomach.

--- Present ---

As I reflected back, I watched her on Patrick's dick. She was his slut right now. She had never been so enthusiastic with mine. She was putting her whole upper body into making sure she covered every inch of him, following with her right hand and keeping herself stable with her left hand on my stomach. Patrick grabbed the back of her head and pushed her down onto his cock. I heard Kay ***** up just a little, but she suppressed it. She looked up at him as he took as much of her throat as he wanted. He held her there for a second, and then let go. When she backed off him, she gasped for air.

As Kay caught her breath, Patrick looked over at Alyssa. Alyssa didn't hesitate. She leaned toward Patrick, and he stepped sideways to put himself in front of her. She grabbed his dick and brought her face right up against it, just looking at it for a second. She slowly opened her mouth and looked up at him as she pushed her head forward. "Mmm," Kay moaned, watching, and still catching her breath. Kay picked up the blanket and threw it across the coffee table, landing on the floor on the other side. She pulled her legs up onto the couch and moved toward my feet. I opened my legs to make room for her in between as she sat down on her heels next to Alyssa. She put her hand on Alyssa's head and pushed her into Patrick a couple of times. Then she grabbed Alyssa's hair and held it up out of the way.

Alyssa started to pick up the pace some, as she got used to his big dick in her mouth. I just laid there and watched it all. Kay reached up with her free hand and put it under Patrick's shirt. She ran her hand up his torso, to his chest, and back down. She did that a couple more times. Patrick looked at Kay. "Kiss him," he said to Kay. "Mkay," Kay replied. She turned toward me and got on all-fours, walking herself forward to get to me. She leaned in to kiss me, and I let her. First it was just lips. She kissed me slowly, twice, and then looked into my soul with her face nearly against mine. "Do you want to taste him, cuck?" She whispered. My eyebrows scrunched up above my nose to give her a begging look once again. I didn't want to. But I knew better than to say no. Patrick looked at me as I nodded my head, "yes."

Kay leaned forward and opened her mouth. I parted my lips to let her tongue slide in. She pressed her lips to mine, and pushed her tongue deep into my mouth. She swirled it around a couple of times, and pulled it out, backing up a little. "Come on, bitch boy, kiss me back," she whispered. I leaned into her and kissed her, putting my tongue into her mouth. She played with my tongue and moaned lightly. She closed her eyes, so I closed mine. We made out like that for about a minute, until we were interrupted by Patrick's voice. "Stay like that!" he ordered I opened my eyes and he was looking at us. He pulled away from Alyssa, and I could see the light of the lamp behind me reflecting off his wet cock.

"Do you want my dick, baby?" he asked Kay, as he stepped over in front of the two of us. His dick was hanging not even a foot from our faces. "Mmhmm," she said, backing away from kissing me. "Keep kissing him," he ordered her. She put her tongue back in my mouth, but kept her eyes on him. "You want it don't you?" he asked again. "Mmhmm," she said again, almost whimpering this time. "Right now?" he asked. "Mmhmm," she said, breathing her dick-breath into me. "Right here?" he prompted. "Mhm," she said again, more anxiously this time. Patrick stepped forward and shoved his dick between our faces, angling it more toward Kay than me. I backed up quickly as it brushed against my cheek and the corner of my lips. Kay turned to take it in her already open mouth. She took it all the way in. Then she came all the way off, closing her lips around his tip before opening them around it and taking it as deep as she could a second time. And then a third time, fourth time, fifth time. She pulled off him and turned her head to me. She leaned in and shoved her tongue in my mouth again, swirling it around.

Patrick stepped back over to Alyssa, who happily started sucking his dick again. Kay pulled back from me and laughed. "You're so pathetic," she whispered, smiling deviously at me. "Do you like that taste?" she asked. I shook my head no. "Mmm, well you'd better learn to," she said, coming back in to keep kissing me. I stopped her, pulling my head back. "I want to see it, baby." I said softly. "See what?" she asked. "I want to see you be his slut." Her devious smile grew wider. "Mm, I can do that for you," she replied. She stared at me for a second, gave me a peck on the lips, and then started wiggling her ass, which was up in the air, facing Patrick and Alyssa. "I want you so bad baby," she said, looking back at him.

GF told her bestie I was a cuck. They decided to team up on me at a friend's party. [part 23]

Hearing that Kay wanted him, Patrick pulled out of Alyssa's mouth and took a step back. Kay was the main attraction, and we all knew it. It was time for him to get what he came here for. He bent down, pulling his pants to the floor and off from around his ankles. He stood back up and lifted his shirt off. Both the girls turned and their eyes got wide seeing him fully nude for the first time. Patrick had a much more toned and muscular body than I did. As I looked at him, I slumped a little bit in my position beneath Kay.

Patrick stepped over to Kay and I again, with his dick next to our faces. "You don't like how my dick tastes, boy?" he asked, looking down at me. I looked back up at him. I didn't immediately answer. I felt like I knew what was coming, so I was trying to think of a clever way out of it. But Kay spoke up before I could, and said, "I do!" She grabbed it and put her mouth around it to start sucking him again. Patrick didn't stop looking at me. "You didn't think I caught that did you?" he asked. I shook my head, "no." Kay only made four or five strokes before he pulled back and out of her mouth.

He turned slightly toward me, pointing his wet dick directly at me. I moved away from it, toward the back of the couch. "Oh my god..." Alyssa said, captioning the suspense. Kay didn't react, but she turned her attention to me. I was scared. I had no interest in men, and no intention of doing anything other than watching. My fear showed on my face. I looked Kay in the eyes as if to ask for help. She smiled at me. "Open up," she said. Knowing I wanted to cum later, I reluctantly opened my mouth and slowly moved toward Patrick's dick. He pulled away. I let out a sigh and closed my mouth. "Bitch," he said as he stepped behind Kay.

I was incredibly relieved, but also concerned about how Kay reacted. She was going to make me do it. She thought it's what he wanted, and didn't give a fuck about how I felt in the moment. I felt a strong jealous twist in the pit of my stomach as I watched Alyssa stand up to make room for Patrick to get on the couch. He climbed up and stood on his knees directly behind Kay. Kay still had her shirt and hoodie on, but was naked from the waist down. He lifted up her hoodie and tugged on it. "Help me," she said to me, as she reached up with one arm, trying to stay bent over for him. I reached up and grabbed onto her clothing and helped pull it off over her head, and one arm at a time so she didn't have to sit up. I threw her clothes across the coffee table. Patrick reached forward and unhooked her bra. Kay worked her way out of it, and let it lay on my lap where it fell.

Patrick looked at Alyssa and motioned with his head down toward his dick, for her to do something with it. "Get it wet again," he said. She knelt on the floor and moved her head between him and Kay, taking his dick into her mouth. She moaned lightly as she did so, going back and forth a few times. Kay was turned around trying to look back at Patrick and Alyssa, but it was a sharp angle for her neck, so she turned back to look at me. I was so turned on by the fact that I was about to watch her get fucked, that I leaned forward and started kissing her. I reached up and wrapped my right hand around her left arm to hold onto her, and we closed our eyes as our tongues began to dance.

Only a couple of seconds after my eyes closed, Kay began breathing heavily into my open mouth. Our teeth clacked together lightly as was suddenly thrusted forward into me. I backed up and opened my eyes. Kay let out a squeal as Patrick pulled out and shoved himself back into her. "Ohhh fuck yes," she cried as he did it again. I studied her face. Just like that, she'd forgotten about me. Her eyes were drifting off beyond me, half closed. He gripped her hips tightly, and pushed into her again. "You like that, you fucking slut?" he prompted. "Uhhhhhgg yyesss," she pleaded.

Alyssa took a few steps on her hands and knees to situate herself on the floor beside me. She looked up at Kay's face, and then at me. "Look at her," she ordered. I glanced at Alyssa and then back to Kay's face. "Tell her you're happy for her," she said. "I'm happy for you, baby," I said to Kay. Kay snapped back to reality and her eyes met mine, but only long enough to speak one sentence. With aggression in her voice, she barked at me, "Shut the fuck up, cuck!"

GF told her bestie I was a cuck. They decided to team up on me at a friend's party. [part 24]


"Mhm," I whimpered, nodding my head up and down after being told to shut up. Kay dropped her head. It hung between her shoulders, and her hair fell down across my chest. I watched her shoulder blades roll slightly back and forth as Patrick pushed his dick deep into her, over and over. The way I was propped up on the couch, the back of Kay's head would bump lightly into my elevated chest each time he pushed into her. All I could do was watch and wish I was him. I knew how amazing she felt, and I wanted to be where he was so badly. But he would be the only one inside of her tonight.

Alyssa's gaze alternated between watching Patrick fuck, and watching my face. I looked over at her a few times to see what she was thinking. Watching her watch him...she was jealous too. She wanted him. It was clear by the look on her face. When we'd happen to look at each other at the same time, she would always smirk at me just a little. There was some kind of evil satisfaction she was getting. She'd told me earlier she liked watching me squirm, and seeing a man put in his place...or something like that. I thought back to that, and what she must have meant by it. Was this my place? I felt so powerless. But I loved it. I wanted Kay to have anything she wanted. As I sat and listened to the primal sounds coming from her, I thought about how much she deserved to feel this. The way he handled her was incredible. I knew I couldn't be so dominant with her, so powerful, in control. And I knew I'd never be...so big. I knew she loved me, but he belonged inside her far more than I did.

As all this sunk in, I felt a wave of emotion come over me. What was jealousy turned to a kind of deep happiness. I loved this for her. "Oh God, baby, you're so fucking good!" she screamed, with her head still hanging. She picked it up to look my way, but her hair was all hanging in front of her face. I gathered it up to get it out of her face, and Patrick saw what I was doing. He reached up and held out his hand. I neatly brushed her hair back and gathered it up behind her head, and then gently laid it into his hand. He grabbed onto it, twisted his wrist to wrap it once around his hand, and then yanked it back. Kay squealed as her head flew back. Her face changed. She lowered her eyebrows and let her mouth drop open for a second. Then she closed her mouth but not her lips. Through gritted teeth, she let out almost a growl and then demanded, "Fuck me Patrick!"

Patrick, using her hair to control her, pulled her into him and slammed his dick into her with some *****. Kay let out a small squeal, and Patrick repeated himself two more times. On his fourth ******** thrust, Kay looked down her nose at me. He slammed into her again. "What the fuck are you looking at, you pathetic bitch?" she asked me, angrily. I felt my eyes turn to pleading as I hoped for her to go easy on me. Patrick spoke up. "He's watching his girl get fucked like a slut," he said without looking at me. "Mmm," Kay said, almost as a growl. She was getting pulled into him hard. I could hear him ramming into her each time. I looked up at Patrick, who was busy looking at his work below him. "Watching me get fucked by an actual man," Kay said. Her voice was still very sharp and aggressive. "Is that what you like, loser?" she asked. I looked back at her and nodded my head "yes." Patrick picked up his pace a bit, and Kay squealed again. "Mm, yes baby fuck me hard!" she begged him. "This is the only way you can get off, isn't it?" she prompted me. She continued, "Watching me get fucked by a real man? That's what you want for me isn't it?" I nodded again. "It's what I want too." she said. Patrick kept his pace, fucking her hard like she'd asked him to.

"Get on your fucking hands and knees, bitch!" Kay yelled at me. I nodded my head and started trying to squirm out from under her. As I did, my foot came into contact with Patrick's leg. He shot me a sharp look, but didn't say anything. He pulled Kay into him ********ly and stopped, slapping against her loudly. She squealed again, and then groaned deeply. Heavily. I watched her and I scrambled to get out from under her. Her body fell slightly in the middle as if she'd temporarily lost control of her muscles. Patrick held her there by her hair. I pulled a foot out and turned, looking into her eyes with a begging sort of sadness in mine. Her body fell slightly again. "Ohhh, fuck," she cried out as she started to shake, "please don't stop baby, please!" she begged Patrick. He didn't move. Her back arched up and down, and her whole body convulsed as I slid my second foot out and got on the floor next to Alyssa, who'd moved over to let me out. I got on my hands and knees and looked up, watching her shakes begin to subside.

Kay lowered herself onto her elbows and began to breathe heavily, trying to catch her breath. Patrick loosened his grip on her hair and unwound it from his hand. His cocky smirk came back. He very slowly slid out of Kay and then back in, being fairly gentle. "You own that little bitch, don't you?" he asked, chuckling a little. "Mmm, yes I do," Kay responded, softly. "I own you now," he said, as a matter of fact. "You do baby. I'm yours," Kay replied. After a few seconds of catching her breath, she said, "Any time you want me."

GF told her bestie I was a cuck. They decided to team up on me at a friend's party. [part 25]

"Why did you stop though?" Kay asked Patrick, almost mumbling into the couch cushion. He was still inside her, moving back and forth very gently. I watched from my hands and knees on the floor. Kay eased herself forward a bit, pushed her legs back between his and let herself fall flat on her stomach. As she fell, Patrick's dick slid out and sprung back upward, still hard as a rock.

Alyssa had moved back closer to him a minute earlier when she moved for me to get by. Seeing his dick spring up, she got a little excited. She sat up onto her knees, putting her head in the right position to take care of him. She reached out and grabbed his balls, gently squeezing and rubbing them back and forth. Patrick looked down at Kay, admiring her body. "Did I leave you wanting more?" he asked in a cocky tone, as if he already knew the answer. "Well duh!" Kay responded. "That's why," he said, "and by the way, who the fuck told you we were done?" he asked. "Uhgg," Kay groaned, "just give me a minute."

"No, get the fuck up. You lost your chance," Patrick said in a low but loud, dominant tone. "Uh!" Alyssa protested, surprised by Patrick's tone toward Kay. He turned his eyes to her. "You're about to lose yours, too. Be careful," he warned her. Alyssa closed her mouth and didn't respond. She kept fondling his balls with her right hand, and reached up with her left to start stroking his dick. Kay slowly picked herself up and crawled out from under him. As she got up, she turned herself around into a seated position on the end of the couch where I'd been previously. "Lost my chance!?" she asked, wanting some assurance from him. Instead, his response was cold. "We're done when I say we're done. You won't make that mistake twice." Kay's jaw dropped about halfway open, as if to ask him, "seriously?" He looked at Alyssa. "Get up here," he ordered, and then Looked back at Kay. "You get on the floor next to your cuck boy."

Kay slowly and reluctantly got up and knelt on the floor next to me. Alyssa stood up and started to undo her pants. Patrick grabbed the waist of her pants and jerked them down below her ass with a little *****. He pushed her playfully back onto the couch. As she rolled onto her back, her legs came up in the air, and he grabbed her pants to strip them off her legs. The panties came with them. He threw them over his shoulder, landing them in the short hallway to the front door behind him. He reached for her hand, and she gave it to him. He then pulled her upright. Grabbing her outside leg, he spread her wide open, spinning her around and exposing her to Kay and I. He stepped in front of her, and she immediately took his dick with her hand, and leaned forward to take it into her mouth. As she sucked, he spoke to me.

"Hey bitch boy," he said. Kay looked at me with raised eyebrows. "Yeah?" I replied. "I like Kay a lot," he said. Looking down at Alyssa, he paused for a second before he continued. "I like Alyssa too." I sat there silent, not knowing where he was going with it. "Have you ever fucked two girls in one night?" he asked me. "No," I replied. My wrists were uncomfortable after a few minutes on them. I picked one arm up to roll my wrist around, then the other. Kay watched me, knowing I must be uncomfortable. She was a little more humble after being ordered off the couch. "So your girlfriend and her best friend are both getting laid tonight, and you're not even the guy doing it... Tough bounce, buddy," Patrick said, pretending to sympathize with me for a second. I started to realize he'd faced Alyssa toward me on purpose. He wanted me more jealous than I already was.

"Can I sit down now?" I asked, looking over at Kay. Before she could answer, Patrick interrupted. "How about go get me a beer instead," he suggested. Kay motioned with her head toward the kitchen and said calmly, "Go." Knowing there weren't any in the fridge, I walked over to the front door and put my shoes on. "Where the fuck are you going?" Patrick asked. "The beer is in the cooler...in the truck," I said, defending myself. "Ah," he said, "hurry back." I walked out to the truck and got the cooler out of the back, then carried it back inside. I kicked the door shut with my foot, turned around and sat the cooler down by the door. After kicking my shoes back off, I bent down and opened the cooler, got a beer out for Patrick, dried it off with my shirt, and walked over behind the couch to hand it to him.

"You mind opening that? I'm getting my dick sucked," he said, with his cocky smirk. I cracked it open and handed it to him. He took a gulp, and handed it back to me. "Just stand there and hold it," he said. I rolled my eyes a little bit the second he looked away. He turned his head to look back at Kay. "You done or do you want more?" Kay's posture perked up. She tilted her head down and gave him her best puppy dog eyes. "I...hope I'm not done," she said to him, innocently. "Hm," he said, "well, I think your loser boyfriend is going to have to pay for your fuck up then."

"Okay baby, you name it," Kay replied without hesitation.

GF told her bestie I was a cuck. They decided to team up on me at a friend's party. [part 26]

Patrick placed his hand on Alyssa's head and lightly pushed back on her while pulling away from her. His dick fell out of her mouth. He ran his hand down the back of her head before dropping his arm back to his side. I found myself once again staring at his cock. Kay knelt naked on the floor behind him and to the left of the coffee table. She was so incredibly hot. But I got to see her all the time. I'm not sure why I was looking at his dick. It really was nice looking. Its shape was about as perfect as it gets, and it was glistening in the dim light of my living room, with Alyssa's spit all over it.

As Alyssa reached down with both hands to pull her shirt up and over her head, Patrick saw exactly where I was staring. "Looks a little bigger without your girl on it, huh?" he said to me. "Fuck you, Patrick," was the first thing that crossed my mind. But what came out of my mouth was, "Yeah." I let out an audible sigh, realizing what a total cuck I must have sounded like. He was suck a dick. He knew how to make me feel this way. He knew exactly what he was doing. And he didn't need to say anything at all. After all, he'd had the damn thing in my face earlier. Alyssa took off her bra, and then tossed it along with her shirt over her shoulder. The shirt hit me right in the face and fell to the floor at my feet. The bra barely missed, hitting the floor a few feet behind me and sliding on the hard floor.

She turned to put her legs up on the couch, her feet pointed toward the front door. And she laid down in the same spot I'd been earlier. She pulled her keep up, bringing her feet in close to her ass, and let her legs fall open, inviting Patrick in. He stepped over and put one knee on the couch, pinning Alyssa's left leg against the couch back with his hips. "Come around here," he said, glancing up at me. I walked around and stood next to him, still holding his beer. "You too," he said to Kay. She walked over on her knees. He grabbed his beer from me, took a sip and handed it back to me. "I've kept you two apart all night, spend some quality time together," he said, smirking at his own joke.

He turned back to Alyssa, positioned himself to go down, and lowered his hips to her. He pushed his dick lightly up against her vagina, then he reached down and grabbed it rubbing it up and down on her. Alyssa started to moan. "Mmm, come on," she begged. He slid his tip into her and she let out a short, heavy breath. "I want it Patrick," she said to him seductively. He pulled out, and pushed into her again, this time about half way. "Ohh, God I want it!" Alyssa cried. He was intentionally taking his time, trying to tease her. He pulled all the way out, and his dick showed how wet Alyssa was. He pushed back into her, fully this time, When he did, she reached up and grabbed him by his shoulders. She moved her hips down slowly, and then back up, trying to do some of the work for him. He reached down and put his hand on her upper right thigh to pin her down, spread wide open for Kay and I to watch.

Already warmed up from Kay, Patrick didn't waste any time picking up his pace, and coming to a good, steady rhythm. Within a few minutes, he was pounding into her hard enough that I was watching the bottom of my couch bow slightly in the middle. But his rhythm was so perfect. It was like watching porno in real life. This man knew what he was doing with his impressive cock. Alyssa was primed before they even started. She was so horny watching him and Kay together, it was no surprise when she started announcing she was about to cum. Patrick didn't stop. "Oh my God baby, oh my God, yes, I'm gonna fucking cum, don't stop, don't stop," she screamed. Patrick didn't need to be told. He was still fucking her hard and steady and medium pace, coming almost all the way out, and pushing all the way back into her with each stroke.

"Oooohhhhh," Alyssa screamed. Kay and I watched them. We watched Alyssa's body begin to shake. We watched his dick come out of her, revealing its length each time, his balls flying back and then slapping into her ass cheeks. We watched Alyssa's face - her mouth open and her eyes half closed. "Kay," Patrick said as he continued fucking Alyssa through her orgasm. "Yes?" Kay said, perking up some. He didn't reply. Alyssa's shaking got heavier. She went silent and all we heard were her breaths.

As the intensity began to come back down, we saw Alyssa's body relax. She went suddenly limp, letting out a huge breath, followed by a couple of smaller, quivering ones. Patrick pulled out of her and quickly turned toward Kay. "I'm close," he said, shoving his dick in her direction. Kay quickly reached up and grabbed it, taking a couple of strokes while she sat up on her knees. On her third stroke, Patrick's head went back. Kay's mouth was open and almost there when I saw a thick rope of cum shoot out of him. Half of his first rope landed on her upper lip as she rushed to get it into her mouth and catch the rest of it. She started sucking him with everything she had, making full strokes, coming all the way up to the tip each time. "Mm... mmm... mm," she said, making a noise each time he shot more cum into her. His body was lightly convulsing, showing how good his orgasm felt.

"You...are a fucking sex God!" Alyssa said as Kay kept sucking Patrick dry. After maybe ten or twelve strokes, she started to slow down. She leaned into him, pushing her head as far forward as she could, taking his dick into her throat a bit, and then slowly withdrew. "Mmmmhhhmmm," she said slowly, agreeing with Alyssa. She took a few more slow, short strokes, focusing on the tip of Patrick's dick. Watching her up close, I was so impressed. Even just his tip seemed like it barely fit in her mouth.

His dick was a mess. Covered in Alyssa's juices, Kay's spit, and small strings and chunks of his own sticky cum. I could tell it was extremely thick. Mine was never that thick. It was kind of interesting to look at. When Kay backed off of him, she slurped some as her mouth became empty, trying to hold in all his cum that was trying to fall out. She held a hand under her chin in case some spilled out. And a little bit did, but she didn't quite catch it. It went just past her hand and landed on my couch.

"Kiss that fucking loser," Patrick said to Kay. She looked up at him, and an evil grin came over her face, still trying to keep her mouth shut. She stared up at him for a second. She made a loud swallowing noise and then started to laugh in a low tone with her mouth still closed. "Who the fuck told you to swallow that!?" Patrick said, genuinely upset with her. She turned and looked at me with her evil grin. She moved toward me quickly, and all I could focus on was the little bit of cum on her lip. She didn't give me time to get out of the way before I felt the wetness of it as it came into contact with my lips. She gave me a peck, and I reached up to wipe with my free hand. She grabbed my wrist and pulled it down, then came back in. This time, she ****** her tongue through her closed lips and mine. I opened my mouth a bit to kiss her. I knew she'd already swallowed his cum, and her tongue was already in my mouth. There wasn't much I could do about it at that point, especially if I wanted to get off later.

When I opened my mouth, she quickly shoved her tongue, and all of Patrick's cum came into my mouth. She'd faked the swallow. "Mmm!" I yelled. Not a good "mmm," but a surprised one. I pulled my neck back to get away from her. She had already planned it out in her head. As soon as I started to back away, she reached up and pushed up on my jaw to both pin it shut, and ***** my head back. She started laughing as the cum slid to the back of my throat. Instinctively, I swallowed. I quickly lowered my head and made a face of pure disgust. Kay reached down and grabbed my dick through my pants. It was completely hard. She squeezed it and pulled. I started to make a hacking noise in my throat, as if it would get rid of the cum I'd already swallowed.

Patrick and Alyssa both started laughing with Kay. I sat Patrick's beer down on the coffee table and looked at Kay. "What the fuck!" I said. She looked at Patrick. "Did I earn another round?" she asked, still laughing at herself.

GF told her bestie I was a cuck. They decided to team up on me at a friend's party. [part 27]

--- A week earlier ---

Kay shut the door firmly behind her and kicked off her shoes. She had just come from work. She walked into the living room and then looked over to the kitchen. "Hellooo," she yelled, looking for me. Hearing her from the garage, I put down what I was working on and came into the house. I went straight to the kitchen sink to wash off my hands, looking over at her to give a smile as I walked past. She looked unamused. "Don't," she said, stepping toward me, "my day was fucking awful."

I finished washing my hands and grabbed a towel. "I'm sorry. Tell me about it," I said as I dried off my hands. She sat down on a bar stool at the kitchen island and started to unload about her day. She told me about how she'd had to fire someone, and it turned into a big confrontation. As she went on, it really sounded like that had set the tone for the rest of her day and she was just letting things get to her more than usual. She paused to sigh, and asked me to hand her a bottle of water. I grabbed her one and told her, "Sounds like that firing kinda set your mood for the day."

She threw a look my way. She was clever. She knew what I was getting at. "So what, you think I overreacted with Angela?" she asked me, referring to the part she'd told me about arguing with her boss. I handed her a bottle of water, stepping closer and looking her in the eyes. "I mean... I think you would have let it go any other day," I told her, trying to be soft with my delivery. She took a sip of her water, hardly taking her eyes off me. I knew something was brewing inside her. She put it down and screwed the cap on. "Are you sure you want to go there right now?" she asked. The way she looked at me, the look on her face, the tone in her voice... I knew right then that she was ready to inflict pain.

"I'm sorry. Are you okay? What do you need from me?" I asked. I stepped toward her, reaching out to put my hand on her back. She turned and flung it away. "No, don't touch me. Get on the floor," she ordered. I tried to plead with her. "No baby I was just-" I said before she cut me off. "Get on the fucking floor!" she repeated, more firmly. Holding onto the island counter, I lowered myself to the floor and sat on my feet, laying my hands on my thighs. I looked up at her and watched as she stood up from her stool. She unscrewed the cap from her water and stepped toward me. Hovering over me, she held it up and poured some out. It splashed on my face and rolled down my chin running off to leave a wet spot on my shirt and jeans below.

"You're a bitch," she said. She stared at me and I stared back. "Say it!" she demanded. "I'm a bitch," I said, sounding defeated. "You think I deserved all that today?" she asked. "I didn't say that!" I exclaimed, defending myself. She sat her water down on the counter and knelt down in front of me. She came in close and smiled, deviously. "I know," she said, "but lucky for me, my little bitch is going to help me get rid of some stress." I looked at her with pleading eyes. "You know I will help. What do you need, baby?" I asked. "Mmm, well what I need is a big dick. I need to get fucked by a real man. But, I can't have that, can I?" she asked me, rhetorically. "I..." I started to speak before she cut me off. "No, you can't give me that," she said. "You're going to be my slave tonight," she continued. "Go get me a bath ready."

--- Present ---

I could still taste his cum. It was my first time tasting another man's cum, and I definitely did not like it. Patrick shook his head. "Well you might as well get it all," he said, looking at me, and then back down at his dick, which still had stringy bits of his cum stuck to it. Kay turned to look at me. "Yeah," she said, "you're supposed to clean up. Remember that?" I started to stand up. "Where do you think you're going?" Kay asked me. "I'm gonna...go get a towel..." I replied, still making a disgusted face. "No, no, no," she said. She lowered her head and raised her eyebrows at me, and then slowly lifted her arm to point at Patrick's cock. "With your mouth," she said. She looked up at Patrick. "I mean, if that's okay with you," she said. Patrick shrugged his shoulders, and turned her hips slightly toward me. "It's not gay if it's cleaning," he said, chuckling at himself. Kay laughed too. She looked back at me. "Go on bitch," she urged.

I didn't move toward Patrick, but I got back down on the floor, and looked at her for several seconds. "I don't want to," I said, finally speaking up. "I didn't ask what you want," she said. "You are a slave. Do what you're told. Nobody said you have to like it."

"Slave," I thought to myself, thinking back a week to when she'd had a bad day at work. I recalled the events of that evening. Kay was using me as her own outlet. But I did everything I was asked to do. I got her a bath ready, brought her snacks and ******, rubbed her back after her bath, ate her out, and then read a couple of chapters to her from the book she'd be reading. I didn't resist. I saw it was what she needed, and I just did what I was told. I thought about how that night had ended. She was so turned on by it all. Even after I'd eaten her out and given her an orgasm that way, she was sexually charged in a way I'd never seen her. So she jumped on top of me and rode me to a very intense orgasm of my own.

I told myself it would be okay, as I started inching closer to Patrick. Kay scooted over to make room for me in the spot she'd been sitting in front of him. As I moved that way, I felt my heart beating. Thumping. Pounding. When I was situated directly in front of him, I decided I wouldn't look at him. I told myself it was only a sexual act, and tried to dehumanize it. I sat there fer several seconds, talking myself into it. "Do it," Kay said, interrupting my thought. I moved forward and opened my mouth. At the same time, I reached up. As I started to stick out my tongue, I grabbed the tip of his dick between my thumb and index finger. I lifted it up and moved my head underneath it, and then I began to lick the cum off the shaft. I made one long stroke and then drew my tongue back in. "No," Kay said, calmly directing me. "In your mouth," she ordered.

GF told her bestie I was a cuck. They decided to team up on me at a friend's party. [part 28]

My lips landed on the head of Patrick's dick as I realized my mouth wasn't opened nearly wide enough. I closed my eyes and stretched my jaw wider, trying to give myself enough clearance to keep my teeth from ******** him. Forward I went, slowly. Hesitantly. I felt my lips get wet as they slid over everything that was left behind on him. I could feel the thick, sticky bits of his cum coming into contact with my lips and then smoothing out as I went over them. It wasn't much, but it was enough for me to taste. My mouth filled up quickly. I felt his tip approaching the back of my throat. I felt my tongue gliding along the bottom of this head and shaft, massaging it. I stopped when I felt his tip lightly touch my throat, and started to back up, doing the best I could to keep my lips tightly wrapped around him. My order was to clean him off.

My eyes opened back up as I slid across his tip. I sucked lightly to make sure I got everything. As I did, and as my lips put pressure on his tip, a small, thick bead of fresh cum squeezed out of him. I caught it with my lips as I came off him completely. I opened my mouth slightly to inhale, and I felt it stretch between my two lips. Instinctively, my tongue came out and I licked it off, taking it into my mouth. I gagged somewhat heavily, which made Kay and Alyssa giggle. They were both staring at me. Kay reached over to me with both hands. One went up and touched the back of my head, and the other landed in my lap, sliding its way over to my dick as she started to push lightly on my head. "Do it again," she said, guiding me back into him. I opened my mouth, closed my eyes and repeated myself. I felt her grab my dick and hold it. It had gone mostly soft, but her holding it and ******* me back onto Patrick's dick must have done something for me.

As I came back away from him the second time, she didn't let me come all the way off. She pushed against my head, making me go again. I felt the pressure growing in my pants, against her other hand. I heard Kay exhale as if she were turned on by all this, but at the end of her breath, it got choppy, like she was laughing at the same time. I tried to come back again, and again, she didn't let me. Each time, her pressure against my head got a little stronger. And each time, the pressure in my pants grew. After three more rounds of this, and what felt like several minutes going by, she shoved a little harder. But this time, she didn't let up when she felt me trying to back up. She pushed me into him. The tip of his dick started pushing hard into my throat, squeezing itself down into me as much as it could with my reflexes trying to push it back out. "He fucking likes it!" Kay said, feeling my dick get fully hard. "It's making him hard!" she continued.

I tried to shake my head "no." She finally let off, and I gagged heavily again as I quickly backed off Patrick's dick. I took a quick, deep breath, and then gagged again. I jumped up and ran toward the kitchen, thinking I was about to puke. I gagged a third time on the way there. Stopping at the sink, I leaned over, resting on my elbows, and started to breathe slowly and deeply. The house was quiet. I turned and looked in their direction. "Fuck!" I shouted, and then turned my head back to hang it over the sink. "Oops," Kay said, "I may have gone a little too far." Patrick cleared his throat. "That... might have been too far even for me," he said. I looked back toward them, still catching my breath. Kay shrugged and made a cute, innocent face. "Sorry," she said in an innocent voice, drawing it out. "Go talk to him," Patrick said, softly.

Kay stood up. She walked around to where the blanket was laying on the floor and picked it up. Wrapping it around herself, she walked over to me. She reached out and laid her hand on my back as she approached, rubbing her hand down my spine. I jerked away, shaking her off. " She let her arm fall to her side and didn't say anything, just watched me for a minute. I stood up and turned toward her, leaning back against the counter. I brought my hands up to my face and with pressure, slid them slowly down my face, pulling my head back to look up at the ceiling. My hands and arms went limp and fell to my side, smacking the edge of the counter top. I sighed deeply. "Are you okay?" Kay asked.

"I'm fine," I replied with a heavily irritated tone. She looked down at the floor, and then back up at me. "I... guess that was too much," she said, leaning into me to lay her body against mine. "I wasn't expecting all that," I mumbled. "I know," she replied. We stood there like that for a few minutes. Patrick and Alyssa sat naked on the couch. "You're so much fun," I heard Alyssa say, trying to be quiet. Patrick didn't respond, but I heard them adjusting their positions, followed by a light sigh from Alyssa.