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>Got cucked and my girlfriend went further than agreed upon
>Me and my girlfriend (25) have been dating for 2 years. Before we were dating she was in a friends with benefits situation with her best friend. We’ve talked about cucking and being in an open relationship for some time but nothing really came of it. However the last few times we’ve visited her best friend, she been flirting with him more, putting her hand on his thigh, whispering in his ear etc. I’ve loved it and she’s very happy to know how horny she can make me just by leading him on.
>This weekend, we went to visit him at his flat and ended up getting very drunk. It was very fun and very friendly, and she hadn’t been flirty with him this time. He went to bed and me and my girlfriend started getting ready to go sleep in his spare room. That’s when I was very surprised that she suddenly asked me, “do you mind if I go make out with him”. My dick instantly got hard, I hadn’t expected this. I stutter but agree, and she head in before we have time to agree on any conditions.
>After about 10 minutes she comes into the spare room where I’ve been waiting and tells me that she’s told him that she’ll fuck him, but only if I can watch, and that he is not comfortable with me watching. I suggest that she goes back in and sucks his dick, hoping that getting him horny will make him need to fuck her so much that he doesn’t care if I watch.
>She goes back in, and I crack the door open to watch things unfold. I can only see the end of the bed, their legs, and a bit of Chloe’s back as she kneels over him. I watch as her back moves up and down and hear as slurping begin, followed by occasional choking and his intense moans. She was giving him far sloppier head than I’m used to. All of a sudden he starts to move to the end of the bed and I have to move away from the door so he doesn’t see me. I now can’t see but based on the sounds I can tell that he is eating her out, and that she’s loving it. All of a sudden I hear the door close and lock. Now I can’t hear anything either.
>Time passes and I can’t hear anything so I go back to the spare room to jerk to the thought of her sucking his dick, hoping that soon I’ll be able to come watch when he’s been convinced to fuck her. That’s when I hear it, loud enough to pass through the walls. “Oh yeah, fuck me! Fuck me!” I go to the door again and hear the sounds of thighs slapping together. I can’t believe it. She’d promised not to fuck him without me being there, but somehow she’s been convinced and now all I can do is listen as my girlfriend receives what is clearly a very rough pounding.
>Eventually they get quieter and I stop being able to hear what’s going on so I go back to the room, sure that she’s be back soon to tell me about it. I was wrong. Hours pass. I occasionally go back to the door to try and hear something, occasionally slurping, occasionally moans, sometimes her begging “please”. After 3 long hours, she comes back to me in the spare room. She is completely naked (and has left her clothes in his room), her hair is a mess, her eyeliner is running, she has a few bruises, and there’s cum running down her leg.
>She tells me we’ll talk about it in the morning but that she is exhausted and needs to sleep. After hours of waiting for her I just jerk off next to her, having to cum on myself while her best friends cum leaks out of her right next to me.
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>Got cucked and me wench went further than agreed upon
>Me and me wench (25) have been sailin' together for 2 years. Before we were a pair, she was sharin' a hammock with her best matey. We’ve talked about cuckoldry and havin' an open vessel for some time but naught really came of it. However, the last few times we’ve visited her best matey, she’s been flirtin' with him more, layin' her hand on his thigh, whisperin' in his ear and such. I’ve loved it and she’s mighty glad to know how much she can rouse me just by leadin' him on.
>This weekend, we went to visit him at his quarters and ended up gettin' properly pickled on rum. It was a grand time and very friendly, and she hadn’t been flirtin' with him this time. He went to his bunk and me and me wench started gettin' ready to sleep in his spare cabin. That’s when I was taken aback that she suddenly asked me, “do ye mind if I go make out with him”. Me mast got hard instantly, I hadn’t expected this. I stutter but say aye, and she heads in before we have time to agree on any articles.
>After about 10 minutes she comes into the spare cabin where I’ve been waitin' and tells me that she’s told him that she’ll bed him, but only if I can watch, and that he be not comfortable with me watchin'. I suggest that she goes back in and services his yardarm, hopin' that gettin' him rous'd will make him need to bed her so much that he doesn’t care if I watch.
>She goes back in, and I crack the door open to watch things unfold. I can only see the end of the bunk, their legs, and a bit of Chloe’s back as she kneels over him. I watch as her back moves up and down and hear as the slurpin' begins, followed by occasional chokin' and his intense moans. She was givin' him far sloppier service than I’m used to. All of a sudden he starts to move to the end of the bunk and I have to move away from the door so he doesn’t spy me. I now can’t see but based on the sounds I can tell that he be feastin' on her, and that she’s lovin' it. All of a sudden I hear the door close and lock. Now I can’t hear a thing neither.
>Time passes and I can’t hear naught so I go back to the spare cabin to toss me anchor to the thought of her servicin' his yardarm, hopin' that soon I’ll be able to come watch when he’s been convinced to bed her. That’s when I hear it, loud enough to pass through the bulkheads. “Oh aye, bed me! Bed me!” I go to the door again and hear the sounds of thighs clappin' together. I can’t believe it. She’d promised not to bed him without me bein' there, but somehow she’s been convinced and now all I can do is listen as me wench receives what be clearly a very rough poundin'.
>Eventually they get quieter and I stop bein' able to hear what’s goin' on so I go back to the cabin, sure that she’ll be back soon to tell me about it. I was wrong. Watches pass. I occasionally go back to the door to try and hear somethin', occasionally slurpin', occasionally moans, sometimes her beggin' “please”. After 3 long hours, she comes back to me in the spare cabin. She be stark naked (and has left her riggin' in his room), her hair be a mess, her paint is runnin', she has a few bruises, and there’s seed runnin' down her leg.
>She tells me we’ll talk of it come the morrow but that she be spent and needs to sleep. After hours of waitin' for her I just finish meself off next to her, havin' to spill me seed on meself while her best matey's seed leaks out of her right next to me.