I felt defeated, by a close friend, and still couldn’t figure out my emotions. The next four hours of work were some of the longest ever. I just went home to my apartment and laid down. I looked back at the picture of her with his cock and felt my cock beginning to rise. With the shame of defeat filling my heart I pulled my cock out and started jacking off. I couldn’t help but notice how much bigger his was and how wet it looked from what I could only imagine was an intense blowjob. I got so worked up I came within a couple of minutes. I texted Britt and told her that I loved her and then went to sleep.
The next day I woke up to a text from John. I panicked because I thought he might have known. I checked the message and all it said, very casually, was, “Hey man, Sarah and I were wondering if you and Britt would like to come over for dinner tonight.” I spoke with Britt about it an hour or so later and she agreed it’d be fun.
We got there around 6 this time and were greeted like things were completely normal. There was a little tension in the air because I knew that Sarah had to have known that Britt sucked off Ryan.
Fast forwarding… we had a good dinner and talked a lot and then split up again. When we split up, John didn’t waste a second. He said, “Dude, I saw the picture.” I felt my face turn beet red. “What picture?” “Bro, it’s ok. I know Britt is seeing Ryan.”
“How do you know that?” I asked. “Because he came over last night and was showing off the picture of Britt sucking his cock.” I felt a ringing in my ears at this point. What the fuck was I going to say or do? I just sat there.
John continued, “Look, your secret is safe with me and Sarah. We won’t tell anyone.” I looked at him and asked, “He told you I knew about it?” “No.” “Does he know you’re talking to me about it?” “No, but I bet he’ll figure it out at some point that you know.”
So many questions raced through my mind. “Why was he here last night anyways?” Now that the tables were turned John didn’t talk so confidently. “He was here to see Sarah.” “SEE Sarah? What the hell does that mean?” “It means I know exactly how you feel seeing the love of your life pleasing a better cock than yours… a cock that belongs to an asshole.”
I guess that puts all of our cards on the table. I couldn’t really do anything else except surrender to it. This guy definitely knows how I’m feeling.
“Wow man. You’re good with it?”
“Not at first but it’s been over a year and a half now.”
My jaw dropped, “What do you get out of it?”
“She’s the love of my life, man. I want her to be satisfied. Plus I can’t do what he does to her. It’s unbelievable to listen to.”
“He’s unreal. And she said his cock is magnificent but it’s more the way he treats her. He’s rough with her and takes what he wants. Sometimes when he leaves she looks like she just got done with a wrestling match and can barely move.”
“When he gets Britt under his thumb everything for both of you will change. He’ll come for you and humiliate you.”
“Well, none of us knew he was fucking Sarah. It can’t be that bad.”
“I’m telling you. Just wait.”
“Man, tell me now what you’re talking about. I hate this cryptic stuff.”
“Dude, relax. You’ll see.”
This pissed me off but I finally stopped. Britt and Sarah came back down he stairs and into the living room. We all sat and talked like nothing was out of the ordinary for about an hour. I was getting ready to try and shuffle us out of the door when Sarah said, “So, James… I hear you and John are more similar than we thought.”
Britt was next to me on the couch and rubbed my left shoulder with an “it’s ok” motion. I looked at her and said, “Oh yeah? How’s that?” My casual response didn’t fool anyone. Looking back I sounded like an idiot.
Sarah looked at Britt and said, “I guess we can call this the denial phase haha.” Britt laughed way too hard at that. Sarah continued, “You know Britt tells me everything. Shows me everything… as does Ryan.” I looked at her but didn’t say anything.
“I’m not going to tell him that you know and pushed her to do this. I’ll leave that for you to do. Just know that he’s going to own you both. Soon.” Sarah’s tone and confidence in this made me really nervous. “Look at John, that’s the look of a devoted and happy cuckold.”
I looked at John and he just kept his eyes to the floor. “There are things that you don’t know and that you can’t really prepare for in this type of relationship,” she mercilessly continued, “but you have John and Sarah has me to make this easier for you. Use us. Talk to us. And know, it’s all going to be ok.”
I didn’t say anything but looked over at Britt. She rubbed my shoulder near my neck and said, “Babe, really. They’re not going to say anything. We can be open with them.” All I could say was, “Alright.”
We sat there awkwardly, mostly my fault, for several minutes before saying we needed to head out. I walked toward the door and Britt was behind me. Sarah walked up to her and they whispered back and forth. I could hear little giggles like we were on a school yard.
In the car it was moderately quiet until Britt said, “Isn’t it great to not have to go into this alone? I mean, John knows exactly how you feel with these fantasies and can tell you how it is to live them out.” I had never thought about being in this with another couple. I wasn’t sure about the idea of that at all but it’s not like they were giving me a choice. I stayed with Britt that night and didn’t sleep a wink. We were going headfirst into my heaven and hell and I couldn’t stop it.
That morning I went back to my apartment before I had to head into work. Britt has already been at work for a few hours when I finally woke up from a short cat nap. She texted me and seemed legitimately concerned in her tone. She asked me how I was feeling about everything and said that she loved me and wanted to make sure I was ok. I told her I was just a little worried I’d lose her and she was the best thing that had ever happened to me.
She told me that she was doing this because she loved me and knew it was my fantasy. I asked her if it was just for me or if she was enjoying it too. She said, “Oh I’m definitely loving it. I’m just glad our fantasies line up so well.” I just agreed and figured we were done. A minute later she texted me, “I’m going to his house tonight while you’re at work and we’re going to fuck. How does that sound?”
All my cuckold heart would let me reply was, “That sounds like it needs to happen.”
That night at work was going to be crazy long. I had no doubt there. Britt has been texting me and told me that he requested that she wear lacy black lingerie. I don’t know how he knew she had the perfect set and it was my favorite… but he somehow pulled off her another gut wrenching move.
She sent me a couple of selfies that would’ve turned a gay man straight. She looked unbelievable in the lingerie and she’d wrapped herself in the skin tight red dress that she wore the first time I took her out one on one. It showed her cleavage perfectly over the top and didn’t have any straps up top, just the ones that went around the outside of the shoulder. The dress wrapped her ass like a Christmas present. She put more makeup on than normal but still not a lot. She doesn’t need it.
She texted me, “I don’t know when I’ll be able to talk but wanted to let you know I’m headed over there.” Still in disbelief this was happening I responded, “Have fun… be careful… call if you need anything.” She said, “Will do!! Good luck focusing at work. 😂 “ And just like that, she was gone to his place.
About an hour later I got a text from John asking how i was doing. He said that Ryan had told Sarah that Britt was coming over and that Britt has been texting Sarah about how incredibly nervous and excited she was. I told John I was ok, just really confused by all my emotions running through me. He asked me if I wanted to come over and hang out with him and Sarah after work. I told him that I would probably go over to Britt’s and talk to her about the evening. He said, “Dude, she’s not going home tonight.” I said, “Well, won’t y’all be asleep? It’ll be after 11:20 by the time I could get over there.” He said that on Fridays they stay up late and they weren’t going to take no for an answer. I finally gave in.
I hadn’t heard from Britt all night. 11pm rolled around, she’d been there for over four and a half hours at this point. I had texted her at 9:15 or so asking her how she was doing but did not get an answer. I left work and went over to be with Sarah and John.
When they opened the door you’d have thought I had a kid graduating from college the way Sarah greeted me. She did a long “Heeeeeeeey!!!” with a giant smile and gave me a big hug with a little back rub. I came in and sat on the couch. John said, “What’s up, man?” as he sat on the loveseat adjacent to me. He had Sports Center on and I pretended to be into it but obviously my brain was 1000% occupied with where my girlfriend was.
“Well, how are you feeling?” Sarah said, not even trying to hide the smile on her face. “I feel like I’m in a dream and nightmare at the same time.” “Haha!” She replied, “I can tell you, she’s going to be juuuuust fine.” I ignored her playful tone and just sat there. She was staring at my face. I think she was getting a kick out of my fragile state. She had very little compassion for me, if any.
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