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I made Scott watch me jerk a guy's dick off with my mouth last night. He didn't want to watch, but I made him. He sat in the front seat of his truck, and I let some dude use my mouth like it was a cunt in the back seat. I made sure we sat in the middle so he could see between the front seats. I made eye contact with Scott while a guy I didn't even know held my head and fucked my face. His dick, smaller than Scott's, poked down my throat and made my eyes water and my nose run. He used my throat until he emptied his sperm into my belly. I saw Scott staring at me when my head was finally released, and the cock slid out of my throat. I had sperm pouring out of my mouth, snot running out of my nose, and my eyes completely teared up. I loved every second. This guy had owned me completely. That defeated Scott. Which made my night completely. I treat Scott like a pet. Which is nothing new. He's been doing what I want for years. It turns me on to spread my legs and offer my pussy to another man in front of him. Not just offer my pussy, but beg guys I have known for less than ten minutes to breed me. I feel like a savage, and it's super humiliating for him. I think I have ruined him, if I'm being honest. He can't perform sexually with anyone else. When he left me a year back because I wouldn't stop fucking other guys, he hooked up with a girl I know. She confided they never fucked. He had to use dildos on her because his dick wouldn't get hard. She told me after he got her off, he would beat his limp dick until he pumped some jizz out. She was amazed he could cum with a soft cock. Her story put a big smile on my face. I enjoy knowing he can't get his cock hard unless it's for me. I can assure you his dick was like steel last night. I touched it after I drank random guy's sperm last night. I even stroked it for a few minutes because it looked so inviting. I thought about sliding it inside of me. I wanted to feel that cum moving up through his dick and into me. But that also brings up a whole other problem for Scott and me. Paul said no. He has specifically asked me not to fuck Scott. He doesn't even want Scott to see me naked. That's a bit far for me, so I bend the rules a bit, and though I feel bad about touching Scott's dick, it looked so good I couldn't help myself. But I don't want to ruin it with Paul. I enjoy having two guys that I have feelings for. I enjoy making Scott the loser in the hierarchy of cocks. I enjoy seeing his face when I tell him that Paul means more to me than he does. I enjoy seeing his cock trying to punch a hole through his pants when I tell him Paul is my man now, not him. It hits me so hard that I give myself to Paul on a massive level to keep pushing things further. The cums I have are too intense to give it up. The good thing is, I've been doing this for years now. I've trained Scott well. He's a perfect little cuckold. How do I train a guy to be a cuckold like that? It's the complete opposite of what you think. I don't ignore him or hold back. I take care of his needs. I give him what he wants, always making sure he wants more. I make him an addict. Then, when he is completely hooked, only then do I withhold, and then will he do anything to please me. I use his weakness against him. Being made to watch or even just knowing I'm out getting pumped by another guy deflates him. Coming home and telling him how much I enjoyed another man's cock keeps his part of the relationship alive, which pumps him back up. It's a constant up and down for him. Hopefully, he loves it as much as I do. I tell him it's for his own good. He needs to learn to control his lust. Cleaning the sperm that pumped out of another man's testicles off his car seats is just the tool to make that happen. You do not know how I wish I knew how that felt emotionally. I can guess, but wiping up jizz from another man that dripped out of your girlfriend seems like it would be such a massive kick in the nuts. But it also seems like it is such a rush that he can't stop doing it. I want to know what that feels like. I don't think it's possible because I won't have the same emotions. I'm not jealous. I would be thrilled if Paul came over and said he was fucking someone younger and better. I'd want details and an invitation. I'd be okay if he said he would trade me for her. Shit happens. I'll find another dick. So I'm not wired to feel the sexual emotions and anxiety I'm putting Scott through. I can see it's frazzled his brain in terrible ways and in ways that are utter heaven simultaneously. Truthfully, I'm jealous of him! He gets to have those feelings. I don't. I want to feel those things too!

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