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“uhhhm, hi”

“You must be Brady. Hot damn, you’re way hotter than my sister Jade said.”

Sister?! This was your girlfriend’s brother? *gulp*

“Thanks,” you said giggling, twirling your hair. What the hell was that?

“So Jade said you’ve been real lonely and I should make sure to get you home late, heh. You ready to go?”

“Don’t I look…ready, hot stuff?” you said, running hands seductively over your chest and half exposed ass And what was that? You couldn’t stop yourself.

“I like you already, Brady. I think we’ll have an awful lot of fun.”

It had begun with all his stupid boasting. He could have any woman, he always said. Just give him a few moments alone with a girl and she’d be on her knees. Once he turned on the charm, he claimed, no woman had ever resisted. They became cock hungry sluts, needing to touch him, to have him in their mouths. It was a gift and a curse, he gloated. What an ass! You mostly laughed at his antics. But eventually it got to you, when he started talking about your girlfriend. 

“I’ve ruined so many friendships, man. A bud leaves me alone with his girl and soon she’s jumping my bones. I don’t know my own strength, you know? So listen, you mean a lot to me bud. Please, just never leave me alone with Zania.  I don’t want to fuck up what you have. Girls are just programmed to serve superior cock, you know?”

That fucking did it. You were tired of this shit. Not only was Zania not interested in him, she hated his guts. She wouldn’t go for him if she was drunk out of her mind and face to face with his pathetic ‘superior’ cock. Then you realized you had shouted this all at him. He just laughed. 

“Sorry man, but it’s nature.” 

Fuck you, I bet you a thousand dollars, you spat.

“You don’t want to pick this fight, man.”

You scared?

“Alright friend, but don’t blame me when Zania is devoted to my alpha cock and won’t give you the time of day. One grand. We get drunk, we get naked, you leave us alone. If she isn’t worshiping my balls in ten minutes, I’ll concede.”

…

And there she was, just two minutes after you’d left them alone, licking his balls.

ncpanguy:

This reminds me of when my wife got fucked by my roommate while I was keeping his wife busy in the other room

…busy playing Soulcalibur. Roomie assured me she always got so absorbed in the game that she’d never even notice her husband slip away with another woman. Nor the loud moaning coming from the bathroom. I got so nervous; surely she’d hear it any moment? 

Stupid bet. I couldn’t believe I’d let my wife wager her pussy on a fighting game. It had all begun with a fun series of drunken bets over chores. But when he’d beaten my wife and I to the point that we were doing all his chores for a year, she got pissed. She’d win it all back, she said. What could she have left to offer, he asked? 

…

She lost. “One more!” she cried. What was she going to do beyond fuck him, he joked, give him her first-born child? …That’s how she ended up offering to fuck him bare-back. I was made to promise to not get in the way and even distract his own jealous wife, who we heard coming up the drive just then. Stunned, I nodded.

…

She lost. He smirked at her and mouthed to me “you promised,” handing his wife and I the controllers. So I did my best to put up a good fight against his wife while hiding my nerves. Oblivious, she gloated over her wins, causing a perversely pleasant sensation of humiliation in me. What the fuck was wrong with me?! Here she was owning my ass while her husband, mere feet away, owned my wife’s pussy. …And maybe her womb, too. 

“heh…heh…umm,” you giggled, paralyzed with shock. Your two ‘best friends’ were kissing down your gf’s ears to her throat and groping her thighs and chest. What the fuck!? How had this happened and why was your girl allowing it?

“Wait, wait! Take out your phone and get a picture. It’ll be great blackmail.” Blackmail to who? you wondered. But you complied, your cheeks reddening. “Oh wait, wait, even better. This’ll really get them.”

That’s when she pulled down her shirt. They started suckling immediately. She squealed with glee. “Get a picture, get a picture! They’ll be so embarrassed.”

“heh…yeah, embarassed.” What the hell was happening!? Why couldn’t you stop? Why were you so shamefully aroused?

“Eee! Hahaha. They won’t even remember, the black-out drunks. Don’t you think?”

They were practically zombies. Horny zombies. No way they’d remember. They never did like this. You shook your head. “no-” your voice cracked, “…no way, they’re gone.”

“Mwahaha!” your girl giggled with glee. “Such a nasty habit. I don’t like it when boys forget me. Let’s teach them a lesson.”

That’s when she pulled their cocks out. She began pumping each as they moaned and kept licking her. You were enthralled.

“Keep taking pictures!” she demanded. “I’ll have them cum on each other and tell them they hooked up. But I want to remember what really happened. Heeheehee!”

They were taking awhile. “I’m bored,” she whined, “another nasty side effect of too much drink. Guess I’ll have to give them more than a hand, heehee.” She leaned down and took one into her mouth, sucking eagerly. Moments later, she pulled off and switched, never letting up on her pumping of one as she sucked the other. Their drunken fog was no match for her oral skills, a honed ability you knew all too well. Your friends stopped suckling, too blissed out to continue.

They came then nearly as one. All over her exposed tits…?!?!

“Oopsies! Guess these naughty boys taught me a lesson in the end. Got me drunk on their virile manhood. tsk tsk. Have to give it to the drunks, I guess…Still I’m mad they’ll forget me. Isn’t that wrong of them?”

You nodded, your mind delirious with shame and desire. You’d idly rubbed your crotch the whole time while taking snapshots. 

“Hmmm, need something memorable. Hmmm…” she idly played with their spent cocks while muttering. Soon they were back at attention. “Oh my my, such manhood! No wonder they got the better of me. I didn’t know men could do this. How come you never told me, sweet boy? Didn’t want me to know what real men could do?” She gave you a disapproving frown. “Naughty, naughty. I think you all need a lesson. Come over here and lick up their cum from my tits while I think.”

You complied automatically, in a daze. “Hehehe, that’s a good boy. My sweet little cuckold boy. Gentle little boy who can’t stand up to men taking advantage of his girl at a party. Even when they’re too drunk to fight. He doesn’t even consider it. Such a perfect beta cuckold. Mmmm, good licking. Swallow it all, beta. Do you even know what a cuckold is? It’s you, silly. One who needs other men, real men, to satisfy his woman.” You just groaned, nearly cumming in your pants. 

She stroked your newfound betters idly as she instructed you. “Now that you know what you are, you’ll have to submit to Alpha men. Even fools like these. I mean, look at these cocks. So stiff and ready. So superior to yours. Mmm, good job cleaning me. That’s probably all you’ll get from now on. Men will fuck me. Men will make me cum with their dicks, since yours never could. Your mouth will get very talented though. It will serve Alpha men and me.” She put her hand under your chin and looked in your eyes. “You’ll like it,” she said flatly. The statement thrummed through you and rung of truth. You shivered.

“Hmm, but how to punish you all. How to teach you your new place and punish them for a lack of remembrance…hmm…of course!”

She jumped up and slid down her panties beneath her skirt. Stepping out of them she snapped at you, “Film us!”

You complied. She mounted one, facing the other, and slowly lowered herself onto his impressive cock. “Don’t miss a minute of your castration, cuck boy! That dick of yours is as good as useless now. Watch an Alpha take me and your manhood from you, one thrust at a time. Mmmm. But we mustn’t show favoritism.” With that she leaned forward and took your other friend’s cock in her mouth.

Careful to keep him from cumming in her mouth, she let the ‘friend’ impaling her explode deep inside. “You got that? Good. Maybe he impregnated me? I’ll be ovulating in two days. I’m ripe. Fertile. Ohh, but what about this poor cock? Don’t worry, it’ll get a chance to impregnate me next.” She popped off one cock and held in the cum with her hand before plopping with a squelch on the other. “Ooooh, that’s nasty. Can’t waste a precious drop, though. They’ll have to fret over who the father is for nine months. Heeheeeheee! Of course you’ll raise it. That’s also what cuckold losers are for. Raising real men’s leavings. Mmmm, fuck yes!”

She fucked ‘friend’ two til he came, all the while taunting you and playing with the spent cock of ‘friend’ one. “There we go, equal chances” she said, easing off cock two. “Ohhh, but looks like we have a spunky one here. Look who has risen yet again? I guess it’s only fair in a battle of virility.” And back she went onto cock one until he came. Then of course onto cock two. 

“Fuck! Real men are incredible. Just think what they must be like when not drunk out of their senses. I’m so fucking angry you kept me from this for years, cucky boy. Maybe I’ll tell them they can fuck me again only if they beat you up first. Mmmm, I’m sure they’d go for it. They bully you so already. You’d never stand a chance. Probably wouldn’t even fight back…mmmm…can’t decide if I want to see you try or not…just want to see you…ahh!…bruised and whimpering…ah!”

Cock two came deep in her and by then they really were spent. “Okay, cuck, stop recording and get over here. I need you to lie down like a foot stool so I can keep my lower half elevated to increase the chance of impregnation. Good bitch, good bitch…”

Going as Kelly from Saved by the Bell for Halloween was such a dumb idea. How had you let this happen? Well, it probably had something to do with all the drinks your girlfriend Jess fed you. It would be funny, she said. You wanted to leave but you could barely stand up and what if someone saw you?

Of course, Jess introduced you to all of her old college friends as “Jane” and you were too shocked to to contradict her. They asked about her boyfriend and she said he got called away for work. It was just as well, she said, because James was always so overprotective of his sister Jane and she really needed to get laid. A number of the male friends perked up at that. But why did this keep you silent?! 

A couple drinks later and Jess pushed you into Dylan’s lap. He pawed at you and you found yourself affecting a falsetto and giggling?! What the hell? Jess told you two to get a room, pointing to the bedroom you shared with Jess. You shouted with glee as he scooped you up and carried you in. He barely paused over your anatomy, just said you were beautiful. Why did that make you so happy and open your legs wider? Dylan took your anal virginity and, a few hours later, your number.

coocoocuckold:

One for the team #bi #cuckold #cuckoldcaptions #hotwife

You’d always thought your jacked roommate was a little cute but he was such an asshole that even the idea of kissing him made you want to die. Plus he was a straight dude-bro. Sure he’d joke about pounding your ass if he couldn’t find any pussy, but that was just so much heternormative preening. If he was bi, it would almost be worse than if he was straight. Bluh, you didn’t need guys like that on the team. 

…At least that’s what sober you thought. Drunk, horny you wanted Geoff to take your girlfriend in front of you, beat you up, and fuck your ass. You thought about…more often than you’d like. So when the opportunity came to drink in the apartment, just the three of you, you eagerly took it. Burning with shame the whole time, you fed your gf drinks and encouraged strip poker. Then truth or dare. Nature took its course as your roomie humiliated you and hit on Celine. Soon enough she was topless and he had dared her to to suck his dick. 

She was drunk but not that far gone. She looked to you; though if imploring you to stop this or to give a blessing you couldn’t say. You impotently shrugged. Celine shot you a disappointed glare and turned to Geoff. In moments she had his impressive cock out and in her mouth, going to town on it. Your roommate mocked you and told Celine what a pathetic boyfriend you were, how much better he’d be at satisfying her. Suddenly she stopped.

“No fair!” he whined. “You took the dare.”

“You didn’t ask me to get you off…”

“Fine, I dare yo-”

“Uh, uh, my turn,” she said, holding a finger to his lips. “I dare you to go get my bf’s condoms from his top drawer and use as many of them on me as you can….The box is nearly full…”

And so they fucked for hours. Taking short breaks every two or three of his orgasms, making out and cuddling while he recharged. A  few times they nearly fell asleep but one would always rouse the other to go again. You tried to interrupt each break, saying it was time for your dare but Celine just shook her head and said Geoff hadn’t fucked all he could, had he? He agreed heartily, laughing at you. 

This wasn’t nearly as hot as you had imagined it. You were ashamed and annoyed. You tried to go to bed but Celine reprimanded you sharply, saying you couldn’t leave in the middle of the game. You muttered something bitterly. Geoff slapped you, hard. 

“Be a fucking man and speak aloud, you pussy. And show your girl some respect. Well, if she is still yours. Maybe she’s mine now, hmm? Show my girl some respect, at least, bitch boy.”

That seemed to really get Celine going. She pushed you aside roughly and pounced on your roommate. In a moment he was fucking her against the wall and telling her she was his bitch. Celine cooed.

Eventually they went through all nine condoms. Celine dipped her fingers in some of the spent ones and fed the contents to you, telling Geoff about your shameful little crush on him. Roomie Geoff smirked. His penis miraculously came to life again. 

“Wow babe! Your roommate is insatiable. Why don’t you jump in and take one for your girlfriend?”

“Fuck you both! Dares over. He used the condoms up.”

You were on the floor. Huh? Your cheek hurt like hell. He’d punched you! 

“What did I say about respect? Do what my bitch says and maybe she’ll still make a show of going out with you while she comes to me for her needs.”

Pain exploded in your ribs. He’d kicked you! Hard. Wham! And again. And again!

“Alright bitch boy, use your dare to beg me to fuck you and I’ll stop.”

“Screw you!” WHAM! Another kick.

“Bad choice.” Geoff said, clucking his tongue in mock dismay. Celine was on Geoff’s arm making satisfied sounds. Apparently your pain caused her great pleasure. That broke you. You wanted this, primally. But you also couldn’t take any more pain. The pain took all the edge off your desire and you’d have done anything to just let it end. Yet still…you really wanted it at the same time. 

“…Please, I beg you…I DARE you, to fuck me.”

*slap!* “And to make you my boy bitch”

“And to make me your boy bitch”

*slap!* “Master”

“I dare you to fuck my ass and make me your boy bitch…Master.”

“Guess I can’t say no to a dare. And it wouldn’t be right fucking a boy bitch with a condom so good thing you’re out.”

He had Celine lube your ass with his own cum and fucked you hard. Mercilessly. It seemed to go on forever. How could he have such stamina?

“Thanks for the toy, Celine.”

“No problem, Geoff darling.”

“…You know this feels awful good without those bothersome condoms. Wanna give it a try after, babe?”

Your girlfriend bit her lip and moaned.

“Oh but I’m not on not on birth control and it’s a bad time in my cycle, honey”

“You’re fertile?”

She just moaned and nodded, biting her lip harder.

“In that case…I dare you.”

“That’s it, Maple, now let’s cleanup the mess you made with my husband’s cock..Good job. Swallow it all.”

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Maple’s boyfriend Preston had had to leave the club early due to an early morning shift, but Maple’s boss and her boss’s husband had offered to keep her company a while longer. Preston thanked them and left.

Veronique and Jason danced Maple into exhaustion. None of them drank alcohol, but Maple felt loopy with endorphins. Her boss and Jason had always been a little flirtatious, but now they were both grinding on her and touching her suggestively. Maple hadn’t ever really danced like this before. She looked around; their behavior didn’t seem out of line compared to other folks on the dance floor. It was just harmless fun, she guessed. She felt good, after all. Very good.

They took a break to drink water and sit at a booth. V and Jason sandwiched Maple, one on either side. Her boss laid her head on Maple’s shoulder, and took her hand, amiably. It was nice. Then Jason put his arm over Maple’s shoulder and ruffled Veronique’s hair. Maple leaned into Jason. It was nicer. She felt titillated by the intimacy, but it was comfortable, too.

The trio made it back onto the dance floor, and Maple found herself sandwiched again. Jason would grind on her from behind. Veronique faced her, dancing close, touching her hips or wrapping her arms around Maple’s neck and staring deep into her eyes. Maple was incredibly aroused and she felt ashamed of herself. She was taking things the wrong way. There were several other triplets and quartets around doing the same things. It didn’t mean anything.

As the night wore on, Maple felt herself grow warn and wet between her legs. What would her boss think? What would Preston think?! She was  so perverted, she chided herself. Then she noticed many of the other dancers starting to make out with one another on the dance floor. Her lips tingled. She wanted that. One other trio nearby was groping each other more overtly, hands were placed under clothes, a man’s shirt removed entirely, a woman’s cleavage licked and kissed, the shirt pulled down to reveal bare breasts. Oh my! Maybe this style of dancing wasn’t so innocent. What was this club? It was exclusive was all she knew. V and Jason, had gotten them in… Maple was incredibly horny, though, and watched the show, transfixed. 

Maple felt her boss lean in closer, and it snapped her out of her fixation. Was her boss about to kiss her? She wanted it, needed it. Her rational concerns were somewhere else, deeply submerged. 

Veronique leaned over Maple’s shoulder and kissed Jason.  Oh, of course. They made out passionately; Maple could feel their warmth and hear their lips. Her cheeks burned, she felt silly and envious. She started to pull away from the two in shame. 

Veronique reached down a hand and restrained her employee. “Don’t worry, my sweet,” she purred into Maple’s ear before licking it lightly and biting the earlobe. Maple was hot and tingly, dazed. Veronique put her hand under the girl’s chin and angled her face up to her own. Maple pursed her lips and leaned into the kiss. Fireworks exploded all over her body. The kiss began gently and then degraded into something feverish, intense. 

She became aware of lips kissing down her neck, pulling aside her collar, biting her where her shoulder and neck met. All the while she continued to make out with Veronique. Jason’s hands gripped her waist and then began wandering up her torso. They found her breasts, nipples poking through the thin fabric of her t-shirt, not bound by bra. He teased her sensitive nipples, driving her wild. He ground his crotch into her butt; she could feel his hard bulge. V started brazenly rubbing between Maple’s skinny jeans clad legs with a free hand. Maple was over-stimulated. Between kisses she let out loud moans that no one else could hear, though they might have noticed her O shaped mouth, eyes rolling up beneath fluttering lids, and wanton hip gyrations between a man’s crotch and a woman’s hand.

She was now so far gone that she couldn’t even keep kissing V. “Yes, yes, yes,” she panted. Jason rolled up Maple’s shirt, revealing her breasts. It felt right to her. Veronique slipped her hand into Maple’s pants and massaged the girl’s clitoral hood. It was finally too much. With a shudder and a high-pitched gasp, Maple came. She slumped onto V.

“Good girl, Maple. Good girl. We’re going to have such fun.”

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Maple was coming down from her high, but she still felt so good, so right. She let the couple lead her back to their place. 

“Text your boyfriend and tell him you’re tired and are crashing at our place.”

She did so. The sun was just starting to rise when they got there. Right in the doorway the two began taking turns kissing her while the other caressed. Bliss was approaching again fast.

“You’re our little pet now, Maple,” Veronique cooed. “Would you like that, to be ours?”

Maple nodded, numbly. She would do anything to keep being with them, like this. “Yes, please, master.”

Master?! Where the hell had that come from. It just slipped out.

“Mmmm, very good girl. You’ll take to training nicely. First I’m going to teach you how to suck my husband’s cock, okay?”

Maple nodded eagerly.