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GF told her bestie I was a cuck. [part 1] - [part 31]

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GF told her bestie I was a cuck. They decided to team up on me at a friend's party. [part 29]

"Do you want us to be alone?" Kay asked. She had been leaning against me for a few minutes, trying to let me settle down. "I'm okay," I replied. "No," she said, "let's go in the bedroom. Come on." She grabbed my hand and led me past the living room to the hallway. I followed her into my bedroom. With one arm pressed against her chest, holding up the blanket, she let go of my hand to close and lock the bedroom door behind her. "Sit," she said, softly, as she turned around to face me. I sat down on the edge of the bed. She stepped over to me and stopped, standing directly in front of me. She let go of the blanket, letting it fall to the floor at her feet, and then reached up with both hands and pushed lightly on my shoulders, letting me know she wanted me to lay back on the bed. I did.

As Kay climbed up to straddle me, I watched her eyes. She whipper her head to throw all her hair to one side, but it didn't quite work. Once her body was hovering over mine, she reached up with her right hand to brush the rest of her hair off to the left, and then she lowered herself until she was laying on top of me, her head on my left shoulder. She kissed my jaw. With her right hand laid on my left shoulder, she moved it back and forth to rub me. "I want you so bad," she whispered. I felt my dick grow a little in my pants. I wanted her too. More than I knew how to tell her. Still rubbing my shoulder, we both laid there silently for the next minute or so. "But, I don't want you to cum," she said.

I twisted my neck to try and look at her in the tight space between her face and mine. "Why not?" I asked. She sighed. "I want to build you up so much more baby. When I let you cum it will be so worth it." I didn't respond right away, just laid there thinking. I felt myself grow slightly more. "Plus," she said, "I love watching you reluctantly do everything I say. You wanted me to push your limits," she paused. Sensing her pause, I spoke up. "I know, but that w-" I said, before she cut me off. "I know," she said, "It was a lot for your first time." I gave her a confused look, but she couldn't really see my face. I thought to myself, "For my first time?" She continued, "I won't touch you next time, I'll just let you do it."

She picked her head up and looked at me to judge my expression. When she did, she saw the confused look on my face. "You were getting so hard before I did that. Did you like it?" she asked. "No," I said, hesitantly. "I mean...what I liked was being pushed around a little, I guess. I liked that you were turned on by it all. I...I just want to make this fun for you," I stuttered. "But, I almost threw up," I said. She stared at me for a moment, studying my face, her eyes bouncing up and down. "Are you okay to keep going?" she asked. I lifted my left arm, and brought my hand over to her bare back. I laid my hand on her and rubbed lightly up and down. "I'm okay," I said, "but I'm not doing that again."

Kay picked herself up, slowly, until she was sitting upright, still straddling me. She looked down at me and gave me a wholesome smile. "You'll do what I tell you to do baby," she said in a low, seductive tone as her face changed from wholesome to a bit more serious. I started to speak up, but she raised her eyebrows and quickly continued, cutting me off. "But, I'll go a little easier," she said.

She scooted back to reveal my belt and zipper, reached down, and started to undo my pants. Once she got my belt, button, and zipper undone, she leaned sideways and crawled off me. "Get these off," she said. I reached down to grab the waist of my pants and underwear. I lifted my legs up, pulling my knees up over my stomach, and pushed my pants up over my knees. Kay reached back and grabbed them around my ankles, pulling them off my ankles for me. I kicked them off onto the floor below, and let my legs fall back down, hanging off the edge of the bed. My dick fell slightly off to the left where it liked to hang out, slumping over only slightly. As Kay picked her leg up to crawl back on top of me, my dick became fully erect. Kay sat herself back down on top of my pelvic area as she tugged on my shirt to pull it up out of her way. I could feel the heat coming off her, and I knew she could feel mine as well.

She slowly slid down, rubbing her wetness down the length of my dick, and pushing it down underneath her. She stopped at the tip and came back up. Repeating this a few more times, she had my dick covered in her own juices. She finally came up enough to let my dick stand back up straight, reached down between her legs, and guided me into her. She sat down onto me slowly. As I felt the tip go in, my body shuddered lightly. I had been teased and tormented all night. This was all I could think about. This feeling. It's a feeling that's hard to imagine or imitate. It's one that you forget quickly. There's nothing even remotely close to actually experiencing it. But it was a feeling that was still very fresh in Patrick's mind. And I knew it was one he'd feel again. I tried to just enjoy it. She rode me, moving slowly up and down, trying to stimulate herself as well. She placed her hands on my chest, locked her elbows, tilted her head slightly back and just rode me.

Almost instantly, I was squirming underneath her, trying to slow her down. It felt so incredible, and as I thought back over the events of the night, not even ten strokes had me ready to explode. I reached out and grabbed her hips, pulling her into me to try and hold her still. At first she moved against me, but she quickly realized what I was doing as she felt me getting even harder inside her. She stopped abruptly and looked down at me. "Don't you fucking dare!" she ordered. I looked up at her with what I can only imagine looked like puppy dog eyes. I begged her without saying a word. I wanted to savor the feeling, to edge myself inside her, and then to keep going. She stared at me, and a smile started to draw across her face. Her eyebrows lowered. It was that devious grin that I knew so well from her. She could feel me backing off the edge. She sat perfectly still and grinned at me until I was completely off the edge. Then she lifted herself off of me.

My dick fell out of her, falling slightly back to the left, brushing her thigh on the way. She grabbed my right hand off her hip and slowly pulled it up to her face. As seductively as she could, she stuck her tongue out and folded my ring and pinky fingers down under my palm. She pulled my index and middle fingers into her mouth, closed her lips around them and slowly sucked them, moving back and forth a few times. She let out a heavy breath as she pulled them out of her mouth, letting me how how badly she wanted to be fucked again. She laid my hand gently across my chest and stood up, brushing her hair back off her shoulder. She bent over slightly, reached down and laid her hand on top of my dick, pushing it down parallel to the bed. She slid her hand down my shaft and let it spring back up. As she continued down the length of my thigh, she looked me in the eye. "Stay right there," she said, pausing. Her hand stopped on my knee for a second, and then she stood up straight, never breaking eye contact with me. "Fucking cuck," she said, seductively, before turning around to walk away.


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GF told her bestie I was a cuck. They decided to team up on me at a friend's party. [part 30]

As directed, I laid there with half my legs dangling off the end of the bed. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. In my head, I started trying to process all of this. How did we get here? I remember Kay talking about some of her ex boyfriends in the past. On a few occasions, I'd asked her to describe them to me. I'd been interested, usually while having sex with her, in their physical traits, their personalities, and some of the sexual experiences she'd had with them.

I thought of one story in particular about a guy named James that she'd met at a metal concert and hooked up with several times. He was physically a lot like Patrick, according to Kay's description. She'd gone into detail about James and how much she loved fucking him. But he was a clinger and wouldn't leave her alone. His neediness turned her off.

I thought about another guy she'd talked about fondly. I don't know his first name. She called him Shed, which was his last name, and what he went by. Kay described Shed as a world-class ass hole. The kind of arrogant bastard who would brag to a guy she'd friend-zoned about how many times he'd made Kay cum. She had told me something to the tune of, "I knew there was no future with him, but God damn he was amazing in bed." He was kind of a skinny guy with short, dark hair. When I'd asked what was so good about him in bed, she'd said it was the way he took charge and took what he wanted.

I slid my hand down to grab my dick, which was still wet from Kay riding me. I started to stroke it very slowly as I thought back to her describing Shed to me: I was about to eat her out, and I told her to think about someone she really enjoyed fucking from her past and describe him to me. I remember getting so fucking hard that my dick actually started to hurt as I laid on the bed licking her. When I crawled up to get on top of her and slid inside of her, I told her I loved the fact that he'd bragged about their sex to someone who couldn't have her. I nearly came within the first minute, telling her that if she could find him again, I would love to be humiliated like that. She laughed. She said she thought he was married since. But after a few minutes of me struggling not to bust prematurely, she whispered in my ear, "You like that baby? What if you couldn't have me... and just had to listen to some arrogant fuck brag and tease you about it, would you like that?" I tried to stop myself, but I couldn't. I came so hard.

Coming back to reality, I could hear the three of them in the living room talking. I couldn't make out what they were saying. My eyes were still closed and I was lightly stroking my dick. I began to wonder what was next. All I could hear were their low voices, and the occasional laugh from one of them. Maybe they were just hanging out, having a little chat. I sat up and tried to listen to what they were saying. I still couldn't make it out. I stood up and walked out of the bedroom, trying not to make any noise. "No, he fucking loves it. Trust me," I heard Kay say. "I don't get it, but whatever works for you guys," Patrick replied. After a brief pause, he said, "Come here." I heard some shuffling, and things were quiet for a minute. Alyssa spoke softly, in a light-hearted voice. "You two are so hot together." Kay responded with a very light moan. I stepped a bit further out to peek. Patrick was sitting on the couch, leaned back against one end of it, sitting up. Kay was sitting the same way, but in between his legs with her back against him. His arm was reached around her. I pulled my head back so I wouldn't be seen. I heard Kay moan again, and breathe heavily. As far as I could tell, he was rubbing her with his hand. I grabbed my dick, and stood there listening, slowly stroking.

"You should eat her out," I heard Patrick say. Again, I heard a little shuffling, followed shortly by Kay's moans and heavy breathing. "Mmm, fuck yes," she said, her voice quivering a bit as it came out. I was so intrigued, but I didn't want o risk being seen. I thought back to how amazing her pussy felt on me a few minutes earlier, as my hand brushed over the tip of my dick. I wanted her so badly. I could almost taste her in my mouth. I wanted to be where was, between Kay's legs.

A few more minutes went by as I listened in jealously. I heard them start to shuffle around again. "Mmm, fuck," I heard Patrick say in a very deep voice, almost growling. I slowly moved my head to peek around the corner again at them. When I did, I saw Patrick standing up in front of the couch, Kay sucking his dick, and Alyssa kissing his leg, holding his balls, waiting for a turn. But Patrick saw me. My heart sank a little as he locked eyes with me. He didn't say anything to rat me out, but while maintaining eye contact, he grabbed the back of Kay's head and pushed his hips forward. I could hear her struggling. She put both hands on his thighs and tried to push him back. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her head back. He broke eye contact with me to look down at her. "You want me to stop?" he barked at her. She shook her head no as she took a deep breath. He ****** her head back onto him and continued, "You want to be treated like a fucking slut, don't you?" He pushed his dick deep into her. I could hear her trying not to *****. He held her there for about two seconds and then pulled out of her again. She took two deep breaths as she nodded her head yes. "Fuck yes baby," she whimpered. "By who?" he commanded. He looked up and locked eyes with me again as Kay answered him. "Only you baby."

Alyssa noticed Patrick looked straight ahead. She turned and saw me peeking around the corner. "Fuck," I thought to myself, "there's no way she's going to keep it to herself." I quickly pulled my head back behind the corner, even thought I knew I was busted. "Uh ohh... someone has been watching," Alyssa said. I heard Kay take a few more breaths. "Are you fucking kidding me?" she responded, rhetorically, to Alyssa. She raised her voice to be sure I could hear her. "He's not fucking cumming tonight," she said. After a short pause, she spoke to me directly. "You hear that, bitch? You can't stay put when you're told? You're not getting **** tonight!" Alyssa started to laugh, and Kay's frustration turned to laughter, following Alyssa's lead. "Damn, let the dude jack off, it's all he's got," Patrick said. "Fuck that," Kay said, still lightly laughing with her friend. "He'll do what he's told or he'll fucking suffer for it and wish he had."


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GF told her bestie I was a cuck. They decided to team up on me at a friend's party. [part 31]

I hung my head as I walked back to my bedroom. I listened to Kay and Alyssa laugh at me, but I knew Kay was serious. I couldn't help but begin to think again about how we got here. It felt surreal. Here I am being scolded. Walking back to my room naked, watching my hard dick twitch at the thoughts and sights of this arrogant fuck in my house, fucking the **** out of the girl I love. He'd just called her a slut, and she loved it. She wanted it. But she wanted it from him, not me. I felt a wave of emotion come over me. I wanted her back on top of me, back in my arms. Maybe it did something to me, hearing that I wouldn't be getting off, but I started to question everything.

I crawled into the bed on my side, and got under the covers like I was going to *****. But I had no intention of doing so. My mind was racing, my emotions were all over the place, and I was starting to feel some physical effects. My stomach was quivering almost. "Why do I feel this way?" I thought to myself, "I wanted this. What's happening?" I laid there thinking about everything that had happened. Was it because she was upset with me? Was I getting jealous about Patrick taking everything he wanted from her? No, he'd been doing it all night, right in front of me. He didn't give a damn about me. That didn't bother me. Laying on my side, I put my hands together and lifted my upper leg to sandwich my hands between my legs. My dick had mostly gone soft.

I heard a *********** sound again from the living room, followed by giggling. "You're a fucking slut too aren't you?" I heard Patrick ask, presumably talking to Alyssa. "Mmm," I heard her say, muffled by the huge dick that must have been filling her mouth. "You look so good like that," he said. I heard Kay say something, but I couldn't make it out. I started to wonder if I was just over it for the night and ready for everyone to leave. But my mind wouldn't rest. I started replaying the events in my head. I thought of Patrick grabbing Kay's ass at the party. Claiming her, publicly. "She's been his all night," I thought, "I'm just here for a ride and a place to fuck." As I had that thought, I felt a twitch in my dick and it grew slightly. Fuck, I loved feeling like...her slave? I loved being ****** to watch it all play out, ordered to do things for her. "That's it!" I thought. I'd figured out why I was feeling like ****.

I turned over on my back and sat up, crossing my legs in front of me. I knew I wasn't getting any pleasure. I was already in trouble. "Maybe I should just go watch anyway," I thought. I wanted to be included. I let out a groan along with a deep sigh, and I stood up. I walked slowly, timidly, out of the bedroom, down the hallway, and out into the living room. I saw Patrick standing in the same spot, and he immediately saw me too. Again, he didn't say anything. Alyssa was giving him a blowjob that looked like she was getting paid to do it. She was so into it, using damn near her whole body to move her mouth up and down the shaft of his dick. I didn't see Kay, but I heard her moan lightly.

I walked further out, and as I got closer to the back of the couch, I could see over it. Kay's ass was up in the air. She was bent over with the blanket from the truck wadded up under her chest, one arm up above her head, and the other running underneath her and between her legs. She was rubbing her clit. I stepped forward, all the way up to the back of the couch. Kay's head was turned the other way, but she must have heard me walk up, or noticed a change in the lighting as I moved through the room. She had to know I was there. She never moved, and when she spoke, her voice was low and serious. "Make him fucking wish he was you, baby." My dick twitched and grew. Patrick looked down at her and grinned. "He's been wishing that all night," he said, smugly, as he pulled away from Alyssa.

Alyssa slurped up the spit that was running down her lips, and took a deep breath in. As she exhaled, she began to chuckled. "Mmm, I fucking love it," Kay said. Patrick climbed onto the couch behind my girlfriend. As I stood behind the back of the couch, he came very close to me. It was the closest I'd been to him. Well, face to face anyway. As I looked down at his huge cock hanging an inch from Kay, for a split second I felt it pressed into the back of my throat again, filling up my whole mouth. My body shuddered as if I'd gotten a sudden chill. I didn't want to think about it.

Patrick reached up with his forearm and pressed it to my chest, pushing me back. "Back up, dude," he said. I stumbled back a step, not expecting it. "Sorry," I said, instinctively. His eyes widened. "Wow," he said, as he looked down at Kay. He grabbed his dick in his hand and started to push the tip into her. Then he stopped. "Your boyfriend is pathetic," he said. "Mm," Kay begged, "come on, baby." Patrick pulled back a bit, until his tip was just barely against her. "Say it!" he demanded. "He's so pathetic," Kay responded. Patrick pushed into Kay until the tip of his dick was fully inside her, and then he stopped, prompting her again. "He's a pussy," he said. "He is a pussy," Kay repeated. She wiggled her ass, and started to push herself back onto him. She started to let out a heavy breath, but Patrick raised his right arm and slapped her ass with some *****. Kay squealed, and Patrick pulled out of her again. "Please baby," Kay begged, desperately.

"Do you like this dick?" Patrick prompted. "Yes, I want it so bad!" Kay begged. He grabbed a handful of her ass and squeezed it firmly. "Next weekend you're mine!" he demanded. "Mmm, all yours baby," Kay replied. "Tell him," Patrick ordered, as he once again pressed his tip against her. Kay picked herself up onto her hands and turned her head to look at me for the first time. "Get over here, cuck," she ordered me. I walked around the couch and kneeled beside her. "You wanna see me get fucked?" she asked me. I nodded my head yes. "By a real man?" she continued. I nodded yes, again. "You better watch it while you can," she said, "because next weekend I'm all his." I nodded yes again, staring into her eyes.
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It's finally here and as hot as ever! Thank you! this is such a good story.
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