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Discovery of a cuck queen part 5 - M/ff - xposted | 2016
This is the continuation of a story of something that happened to me a pleasant summer almost 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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Players -
Me – Young still and pissed at my my first love, my ex and (at the time) gf Mel for cheating on me and leaving me for another man. I agreed to take her back, but only if I could put her through the same thing she did me. Of course, what I did to her went well beyond.
Mel – My ex. She agreed to be my GF while I dated other women so she could know how it felt, but found herself getting more and more aroused as I told her about those other dates. Mel was a bit of a dead fish in the sack until she started feeling the need to prove herself against my other dates.
Stacy – A FWB from a few towns over. She knew Mel at college, were they were “friends,” but held a dislike of Mel because Mel tended to be snotty to her and say vaguely hidden mean things about her. Stacy was fully in the know and discovering a whole new perverse side to herself as she helped me subjugate her “friend.”
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When I got to Mel's place and met her at the back door to the basement, she started kissing me immediately while going to my zipper with her hands. She pulled back, though she continued to tug at my pants.
“You don't taste like her,” she said sounding surprisingly sad.
I pushed her hands away from my crotch. “Not yet,” I said, “I didn't eat her out, but here.” I lifted a finger to her mouth and she tentatively, then eagerly sucked on it.
One finger after another in her mouth, being sucked and I said, “did you cum like a little whore” and “does it make you wet tasting her on my fingers.”
When she didn't respond I took her by the neck, gently but with enough force, and kissed her and said, “answer me.”
Mel looked at me and nodded. “I came after you hung up and yes I'm getting so hot. I can't believe how turned on this is getting me.”
I nodded, grinning, “Ask nicely and I'll let you taste my cock.”
“Please,” she said softly.
“Nope,” I said, “Convince me that your a little slut who wants another girls left overs.”
She turned her head so she wasn't looking at me and I turned it back.
Slowly, “Please let me suck . . . please let me taste her pussy on your dick.”
I shook my head. “That's not all that's on my dick.”
“Please let me taste the . . . sex on your dick,” Mel said and took a deep breath.
I shook my head again, “what kind of sex do you think is on my dick?”
Her eyes took on an angry shine then. “Please let me taste the . . . results of you getting better sex than I can give you.”
I let go of her neck and pushed on her shoulders to let her know to get on her knees. And as she got my pants and boxers to my ankles, I still had my shoes on, the same look I had with Stacy earlier, I grabbed Mel's hair and stopped her.
“No,” I said, “First I want you to examine my cock and tell me what you see. You can touch yourself if you want, if this is turning you on.”
She looked away from my cock, which was already rock hard by now, but one of her hands went between her legs and I heard the button pop and her zipper go down.
“What do you see,” I repeated.
She looked at my dick. “I see what might be dried semen on the tip of your dick and closer to the base of your cock is . . . where her juices . . . oh god, I can't believe I am saying this, seemed to have like frothed a bit and dried.”
I grinned and pushed her nose to the base of my cock. “And what does it smell like?” She shuddered at that but I heard her inhale deeply, felt her hot breath on my balls, “It smells like pussy . . . better pussy than mine.”
“I want you to lick it all up,” I said, “No taking my cock into your mouth until your tongue has gotten every bit of the mess up.” I let go of her hair. “Oh, and no using your hands on anything but that hot pussy.”
She looked at me again with that “watch it mister look” but she complied. She ran her tongue across my cock head, swirling it about and then started to move her head to run her tongue up and down my shaft.
I keep my pubic hair fairly trimmed and even more so then, but eventually, at the base of my cock she was having to lick within the pubic hair and that is when I had my biggest surprise of the night.
“Can I cum?” she asked.
She had never really wanted to try bdsm with me, but during are recent nights I had told her about dating slaves and some of the rules. I had told her that subs weren't allowed to cum without permission. I didn't think she'd take it to heart.
It turned me on so much that it took every ounce of my strength to not just fuck her until I came right then and there.
“Tell me why you are cumming, whats getting you turned on, then you may,” I said.
“I'm masturbating but turned on,” she was growing more confident, there was no more hesitation when talking about Stacy (who she still didn't realize was the other woman). “I'm turned on because I'm licking the results of you getting better sex than I can give you, licking her pussy and your cum off your cock.”
“Good girl,” I said and a moment later she was having an orgasm.
When she was done, I got my pants from around my ankles and got her pants down to her knees, got her down into a doggy style position and fucked her, grabbing her hair from behind and told her that I was thinking about taking things further. That I was thinking of making her sit in the next room or in the same room, with a blindfold, as I fucked a girl who knew how to use her body.
I was so turned on that I came quite quickly and after we rested. We chatted a bit about how it was going and she admitted that it was still turning her on and that the idea of being stuck, unable to be involved was turning her on. But she asked why the blindfold. In reality, I didn't know how she would react when she realized it was Stacy. But that isn't what I said.
“You haven't earned that yet honey,” I said.
“Would she want to do that?” She asked and I just laughed.
“She is as turned on by her role in this as you are by yours,” I said. “I think she would love it. But keep in mind that she's as much a bitch as I can be a bastard, so you better be nice or she might get freaky.”
“What have you talked about?” Mel asked.
“Well,” I said, “When I asked her to come out here tonight before our date, she was disappointed that we weren't jumping straight to making you her personal slave. She suggested that we should have you make and serve us dinner nude and stand in the corner as we fucked. She also didn't want to stop at vaginal sex, but thought I should fuck her in the ass tonight. She also thought it would be fun for you to be tied up and used as a pillow while we fucked.”
She was quite for a bit and then asked for my cell phone. She sent Stacy (still bestfuck intown) a note. “It's his gf, thank you for the treat.”
Unfortunately, Stacy went on a trip for a week. But we had some fun with her on the cell phone.
There was a night that as Mel and I fucked, I had her sent texts to Stacy begging to be allowed to have an orgasm. Stacy relented, but only let her have one to my three.
Another night, Stacy asked to control our sex and at first sent texts and then got on the phone with me to direct the action. She had Mel get into all sorts of positions and repeatedly made her start to fuck me, then suck my cock, then start to fuck me, then suck my cock. Fortunately, I had some non-lubed condoms. Then she had her fuck me and let her have as many orgasms as she could, but told her their would be a price to pay the next day. At the end she was on the phone with me and as I fucked Mel was whispering all the dirty plans she had, really fucked up stuff.
I had Mel on the bed on her back and was on my knees in sort of kneeling position, fucking her with the phone against my ear.
“I'm going to make her lick your ass tomorrow,” she said. “I'm going to make her go out with you dressed like a skank and have you jack off on her face and make her wear it all the way home. When I finally get to fuck her, I'm going to see how many fingers I can get up that cold cunt of hers.”
I relayed every comment to Mel and while she looked worried and disgusted at each comment, she also had two orgasms during the single session of sex.
The next night, Stacy was true to her word and via text photos from me, picked Mel's wardrobe, a short skirt rolled up to be shorter, no panties, a push up bra and a shirt with a neck cut so low you could see enough cleavage to fuck. Medium heeled shoes as Mel didn't own high heeled ones and then suggested we go see a movie, but that as I was missing a week of such amazing sex as she could give me, that Mel needed to make up for it and that at any time no one could see and we were sitting, she should have her hand on my cock. She asked me to call her at the end of the movie.
We went out and Mel got some STARES. I took her to a theater outside town to be nice, but still the looks that she got. The whole drive there, she rubbed my cock through my zipper and at the theater, she did the same, stroking me and stroking me. She never reached a point that I got close to orgasm, but still, almost 2 hours of constant cock rubbing was amazing.
I called Stacy when no one was around the parking lot area (small arts theatre and I parked in the back) she told me to make Mel kneel in front of me and to masturbate onto her face. It was quick, given the hours of attention and I sprayed my load.
We drove to her house like that, my sperm on her face, drying, her hand back on my cock, rubbing it. I pulled into the park first. She gave me a blow job and used her hand successfully and I fingered her to an orgasm, the whole time whispering about what a slut she was with sperm still on her face. Then I helped her clean up with a wet nap.
The next day I got my first rim job. Stacy, from a fake email address, had sent Mel an email. More than one actually, but I didn't know it yet, and told her what to do.
Mel's parents were out and she invited me into the shower, scrubbed me, I noticed when she scrubbed my back door but said nothing.
We went downstairs and 69'd for a bit when she gave me her watch and told her to time her.
“What do you mean,” I said.
She looked embarrassed, “I have to do this next thing for 10 minutes or until you cum. She says if I do, I don't have to do something worse.”
Then she leaned over, past my cock (still with us in a 69 position) and began to lick my asshole.
My thoughts on rim jobs. They feel pleasant. I don't get guys who claim to reach orgasm via rimming. It was a nice feeling. But what made it hot was understanding the position Mel was in. She had been ordered to do it. Threatened with being made to do something more perverse, something that in reality she would have had to CHOOSE to allow. She was willingly putting herself through something so disgusting to stay with me.
On top of that, looking up into her pussy, it was still wet. Not “was wet and now drying” but STILL wet. It wasn't the act that was turning her on, it was WHY she was doing it.
After a few minutes, realizing a clean asshole isn't a bad thing to eat at all, she started getting into it, really licking and even pushing her tongue in slightly. It felt nice and I got into it, licking her pussy as she did and fingering her asshole just a tad. I didn't come from it but it was nice.
When she was done and time was up, I really attacked her pussy as she licked my balls and made her cum, then we rolled over so that I was on top and I fucked her face until I came.
“What did she say,” I said later.
“We've been talking a bit in email,” she admitted. I hadn't known then.
“So you know who it is?” I asked.
She shook her head. “It's someone we both know, I've guessed that part, she knew my email and told me you didn't know she was emailing me.” She looked at me, “It's not anyone in the club (she had a little circle of friends in high school and they called themselves something silly, like a club name), I don't remember it.”
I laughed. The idea of any of those girls being Stacy was hilarious. I had dated two of them, fucked one and both of them made Mel look like a sex expert.
“No,” I said, “None of them. So what did she say.”
“She's been sort of bitchy and nice at the same time,” she said. “She is serious about a threeway you know.” I knew. “I don't know how I feel about it. I will do it if you make me, but I'm really not ready to take that step.”
I nodded and teased her a bit about how licking my asshole was less scary than licking a girls pussy. She laughed.
“Well,” Mel said, “I think its sort of given that at this rate we are going to, well if not have a threesome, do something else really kinky. She said that I had two choices, I could get you clean and lick your ass, or you could do what you did with her the other night, but instead of each finger and your dick being in her pussy, it would be her ass and she couldn't promise how clean it would be.”
Mel shuddered but I couldn't help myself. “If she had told you to do that, if she hadn't given you the option, would you have . . .”
Mel looked away, embarrassed. “I don't know,” she said. “I might have drawn the line there. I was thinking of refusing the order entirely and telling her to fuck off, but I started getting turned on thinking about it. I don't know whats happening to me.”
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