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Discovery of a cuck queen part 10 - Final Chapter - M/ff | 2016
This is the continuation of a story of something that happened to me a pleasant summer about a decade ago.
I want to warn you that this is not the story of a loving guy and gal who bring another gal into their lives. This is the story about a guy who wanted revenge, a girl who found herself loving the abuse and a girl who found herself loving helping the guy and abusing the girl, her secret enemy.
Basically, I was being an asshole and my “gf” loved and hated it.
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Limited room for full list of previous posts, part 8 has the links to the first 7 parts in it
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The shower and the wine and the orgasms and the blatantly perverse acts had relaxed all of us into the roles we would be playing. We lay down on Mel's bed, a girl on either side of me and took turns kissing. I would kiss one, then the other, then they would kiss each other. I felt their breasts pushing into me and Stacy had her leg over mine so I could feel the heat of her bare pussy on my leg.
While they both spent time touching my cock, there was a lot of curious touching going on around my body, both taking turns to feel the other one up a bit.
After a time Stacy told Mel to suck my cock and watching her only able to get me about halfway in began to berate her a bit.
“I learned to deep throat in less time than you have had to figure things out this summer,” she said, “Watch.” Stacy pushed in and deep throated me a few times with ease. She began to try and instruct Mel on how to do it but after a bit we all got a little bored of her trying and eventually Mel just said, “whatever, I am ready to cum again. Keep your mouth on his dick, I want him to stay hard for me.”
Mel began to suck my dick like normal, she wasn't skilled enough to get me off but it felt great. Stacy climbed up and sat on my face so I could eat her out. We both liked the position because if she held her wait up I could lick her clit and get my hands up and around into her pussy and ass. It wasn't as much a dominating position as a position of ease. I was loving the attention on my cock and after a bit Stacy was getting close to orgasm. She moved quickly, getting off me, pushing Mel away and getting onto her back so I could fuck her missionary style.
“This is the only way you know how to fuck,” Stacy said, “and he told me you just lay there, here is how a woman fucks.”
I slid into Stacy and she wrapped her legs around my lower back, lifting her pelvis to meet each thrust. She was already close and was so mentally stimulated that she said out loud, “are you ready to eat your boyfriends cum from my pussy?” and came.
It took me a bit longer and I finished deep inside her. I didn't know how to give a proper cream pie then, but I did manage, as I pulled out, to squirt one last time onto her pussy lips.
I pulled out and saw Mel staring at Stacy's pussy but before she ate, I made Mel clean me and then, taking her by the hair, pushed her face first into Stacy's pussy and watched, transfixed as she licked my cum off the girls pussy lips and slide her tongue inside for a bit.
“Use your fingers,” I said and Mel gave me a please don't make me look. But I held firm and she turned, slid her finger into Stacy's pussy and tried to scoop out some semen, licking her fingers clean after each scoop and noticeably getting a bit queasy.
I let her stop after a bit and we moved back into a threesome cuddle set up when Stacy brought up that I had to make sure to get it up at least once more that night so I could have my first Un-condomed Stacy fuck. I laughed and made a joke about even 19-year-olds needing a break.
“Well then,” Stacy said, “We should help out, the fun part about fucking girls is they don't need to rest.”
She moved me to the side and maneuvered both of them into a 69 position with her on top and Mel on bottom. I moved to one side then the other, watching my girlfriend and my mistress lick each other's pussies. Mel licked tentatively at Stacy's and had slid one finger into Stacy's pussy, but seemed to be just leaving it there. Stacy though, had her entire mouth on Mel's clit and was working her finger in a way that I could tell was on Mel'g gspot.
As normal, Stacy was a sex pro, putting the effort to get her partner off and Mel seemed to have no clue. After a few minutes Stacy stopped and said, “Jesus fuck Mel, you suck at this, RD, can you get get her my vibe, actually get me the little one from my purse also.”
Stacy had a pretty standard long vibrator that she kept in her nightstand and a small lipstick vibe in her purse.
Walking back to the bed, Stacy's face was closest so I handed her the little lipstick vibe, she slid it into Mel's pussy for a moment, then turned it on, pulled it out and slid it into her ass. “That stays in there until you get me off, so I hope you at least know how to use a vibe” she said and went back to licking Mel's pussy.
I gave the bigger vibe to Mel who, gasping slightly at Mel's attention, looked for the on switch, turned it on and held it against Mel's clit.
I was starting to get hard again but didn't want to enjoy the show. “Rd,” Stacy said, “I want you to fuck me please.”
The positioning was slightly awkward but we got it to work. In their 69 position, Stacy was on top, which put us in something of a doggy style position. As we fucked, my balls kept hitting the vibrator which was a little annoying, but Stacy was enjoying it and came, I continued to fuck her through it and when it subsided she stopped me.
“It's her turn,” Stacy said, “I'm not greedy, I want you to fuck her, I want you to mix my cum with hers in that pathetic pussy and then make her suck you clean.”
Stacy moved off of Mel and I moved in on top of her, sliding my cock easily into her, not realizing until I started to slide my dick in that Stacy still hadn't removed the little vibrator. I don't know if you have ever fucked a woman who had a vibe in her ass but the sensation is . . . interesting.
I stroked my cock into her a few times, she moaned loudly, Stacy had already had her close to cumming and this pushed me to start fucking her hard. Stacy leaned in and started kissing Mel, reaching up, rubbing her breasts and it wasn't long before Mel was cumming and then Stacy turned to look at me with this look of pure evil and I lost it.
My girlfriend was under me, I was fucking her without a condom for the first time. I had spent the night with my mistress humiliating her. She had a vibrator in her ass, the woman had only let me put a finger in their for the first time a few months before, a girl, one who had been tormenting her was making out with her and pinching her nipples and then gave me a look that seemed to say, “this is just the beginning” and I came.
I pulled out slowly and Stacy motioned me up, I straddled Mel's heaving chest and slid my dick into her mouth, she didn't hesitate to start cleaning it.
“Your slurping semen, your own pussy and your boyfriends mistresses off a cock,” she said. “Just think that less than four months ago you suggested that I had mental issues for saying I liked to swallow semen.”
Stacy removed the vibe and I got off Mel who looked exhausted.
Stacy looked at us both and said, “I think he's got one more in him.” I raised my eyebrows at her. We got back into the threesome cuddle position but Stacy told Mel to keep me in her mouth until I was hard again, even if it took half an hour.
Then I lay their, my cock soft in her mouth, feeling her tongue lazily play with it and Stacy began to tell us about her plans.
“First,” Stacy said, “I think we will get at least two more weeks of this in before we all have to pack up. We can stay here all day tomorrow and late into the night, but my parents will be home the next morning. Maybe we can have Mel be our little house slave all day, fetch us pancakes and stuff. But when we get back to school, RD will of course be allowed to date as he pleases, but Mel here is going to stay a good little girlfriend isn't she. I think RD should call in reports to her and maybe we can set up a weekly web cam chat with the three of us, I have a private room so Mel can come to my room and we can put on shows for you. Vacations will be the best though. All three of us fucking and seeing what else we can explore. Bondage and rope. I've been wanting to play with a paddle!”
Mel's mouth had stopped moving on my cock and at this point she lifted her head entirely.
“The rest of the summer is fine,” she says, “but this all ends then and he and I go back to being a normal couple.”
I didn't say anything.
“What are you talking about, you can't please him,” Stacy said.
“I can learn. I have an entire semester to read and practice techniques. I may not enjoy all of it, but I will be able to give him everything you can. More even as I think we have seen that I am willing to push myself to more . . . disgusting limits . . . just to please him. When was the last time you licked his ass.”
I said nothing.
Stacy was fuming now, “I can do anything better than you can, and where as you do it just to please him, I do it because its fun and get OFF on how much it pleases him. Why the fuck would he choose you when he can have me and I will let him go fuck sluts at college and come home to me for the best sex of his life.”
Mel looked at me, her eyes were watering. I said nothing. She got up and left the room. I dressed and found her with her dress on and her bag.
She gave me a look and I could tell she was near tears. “Are you going to give me a ride home or do I have to call a cab?”
It was nearly 2 am by this point and I drove her home. We fought the whole way back. I won't go into details but the gist was this.
Mel had fully dove into the experience despite how it made her feel as a person. Used, disgusted and worthless. In fact, she had gotten off on those feelings. She hated that even more. She had found some form of acceptance by seeing it as temporary, sort of like the thing were the Amish kids are allowed to go crazy when they are 18 for a bit. She was going to let herself be, and enjoy being, this disgusting slut just for the summer to win me back. Then we would go back to being who we were.
The problem was, from my perspective, is that this was who we were. I was a huge pervert and so was she, she just felt shame about it.
She asked if I loved her. I said no, that I had loved her, that I was trying to love her again, but that she had broken my heart.
She asked why I had let this happen and let her think that we could be together again after the summer. I told her a half truth. That I had wanted it to work. It was only true in the sense that I liked this new cuck queen girl. She was a lot of fun.
But she saw through it. “You just wanted to fuck me and then fuck me,” she said. “You never loved me and you turned me into the sort of person that I normally think is disgusting, a girl that would eat semen out of a girls . . . “
She didn't finish the thought and I couldn't get her to speak again. We got to her house and she said, “don't call me or come to see me.”
I haven't spoken to her since that day. Though, I did see her post on a mutual friends facebook page a few months back. I cyber stalked a tad. She married a nice and (short) jewish boy like her parents wanted. She's a lawyer at some small firm and has a few kids.
I wonder if she ever did it again. Or if she lets her short husband fuck other women on the side. I won't ask her.
I went back to Stacy's that night and we talked about it. I felt guilty, though she didn't. She wanted to fuck and I didn't have it in me to get hard through my tiredness or guilt. We did fuck the next day, but I still felt shitty about every thing.
I didn't see Stacy again that summer, I actually decided to pack up and head back to college early, one of my new roommates was having a per-semester party and she told me her cute friend was on the rebound and needed a safe fun guy to hook up with.
I stayed in touch with Stacy and she became a pretty regular vacation fuck buddy, even came to stay with me a few times, and at one point a live in girlfriend/slave.
I look back on it all now and wonder about different things I could have done. Could I have kept Mel happy with it all? Could I have told Stacy to slow down a bit? Would I have wanted to in the long run? Especially with what I know about Stacy and how her sexuality changed over the next few years, would she have continued to want that?
Who knows. It's a series of bittersweet memories.
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