Jake had a cuckold fetish, although he didn’t call it that. We dated my first year of college, and from the very first time we hooked up, he was obsessed with the idea of me fucking other guys. I shared my sexual history without much prompting, and he devoured every word of it, desperate for the details of my past conquests and experiences.
But most of the time, it was just a fantasy. We’d talk about it in bed, I’d tell him stories (and occasionally show him old pictures), but that was about it.
So when I got a text from my ex-boyfriend, I didn’t expect Jake to say yes. I was shocked when he did, and I almost didn’t believe him.
“I didn’t think you’d go for it,” I said, feeling him grow hard next to me in the bed.
“Are you serious? It’s all we fantasize about! And now you’re saying I could do it? I could actually watch you?”
“Are you sure?” I asked one more time. It was clear he was excited, but I had no idea how he’d handle the reality of it rather than just the fantasy.
But I also wasn’t going to complain. I knew Mark’s text was a booty call, and I didn’t care. He was a good guy, and he certainly knew how to fuck, so if my new boo wanted to see me hook up with my ex, I was game.
The specifics of it were all his.
Jake had spent time thinking about it, but still, I was nervous as I tied him to the bed, his naked body stretched out as I teased him. He was hard before I even finished with his feet, and I was starting to get excited as well. Mark had just texted me to say he was here, and in another five minutes, I’d have my exes hands all over me.
“No talking,” I said, reminding him one last time of his own rules.
Jake nodded, his smile wide and goofy, and not for the first time I wondered how I had ended up dating such a fun, eager boy.
“Hello, beautiful,” Mark said, walking in the door to my dorm room. I shut it behind him and let him pick me up in a big bear hug.
“Hello, handsome,” I said, kissing him right on the mouth. We all knew what we were there for, so why hold back?
“God, you look good,” he said, stepping back and looking me up and down. I was in nothing but a short skirt and a minuscule tank top, showing more skin than most people did on the beach.
“I wanted to surprise you,” I said, blushing slightly at my forwardness. It was one thing when it was just us two, but Jake was three feet behind me, watching and listening to the whole thing.
“Did you miss me?” he asked, pulling me closer and kissing me again. He moved his hands down to my ass, cupping my cheeks under my skirt as I felt him growing hard against my stomach.
“I missed this,” I said, reaching down playfully and stroking the outline in his jeans. “Fuck, I forgot how big you are.”
“No, you didn’t,” he said, kissing me again as he slipped my tank off over my head. “Besides, you have enough pictures to remind you. Or did you delete them all?”
“God no,” I said, pulling at his shirt and then his jeans as I slipped to my knees. “I look at them all the time. Especially all the ones you took of me doing this.”
And with that, I wrapped my fingers around his thick cock and took him into my mouth, the familiar taste and weight of him soaking my cunt in an instant. I licked him up and down as he gripped my hair, and I was sure I heard a moan from the bed. I brushed my hair out of my face so Jake could get a better look, and then I looked over at him as I took all of Mark’s huge cock down my throat.
“Fuck, I forgot how good you are at that,” Mark said.
“No, you didn’t,” I said, kissing his head before I stood up.
I waited for him to say something witty in response, but in truth, we were ready. I hadn’t seen him in six months, and we had been texting all week about how badly we wanted to fuck. And if the texts turned me on, they made Jake practically blow his load each time he watched me send one.
“God, I want you so badly,” I moaned, feeling Mark’s hand slip between my legs.
“He’s really into this?” he asked, pausing for a moment as I slid out of my skirt.
“Yeah, he’s cool,” I said, kissing him again, my now naked body aching for his touch. “But does it matter? Just fuck me, handsome.”
“You don’t have to ask me twice, Babygirl.”
He stepped out of his jeans a second later, and before I knew it, he was sitting on the bed with me on his lap, his big cock slipping between the slick lips of my pussy getting harder every second. I reached between us and took it in my hand so I could hold him the right way. I saw Jake craning his head to get a better look.
When I finally got him inside me, I nearly started to come. He felt familiar and new at the same time, and I had missed the sensation of him splitting me open. I pushed him back so I could look down at us, and I rode him for all I was worth, calling out his name each time he bottomed out within me.
Tied to the bed next to us, Jake’s cock twitched again and again, and I could see the pre-cum leaking from him as he struggled to watch.
“You feel so fucking good,” I moaned, kissing him hard as he pulled me to him with two hands on my ass.
“You’re so tight, God, I missed this pussy.”
I held him close, my mouth against his ear as we fucked until I couldn’t wait any longer.
“I want to make him watch up close,” I whispered.
He smiled, kissed me again, and then spun me around to my knees with my ass in the air. He pushed me up, so I was kneeling over Jake, and then he was back inside me, fucking me doggy-style like he wanted to hurt me. I looked right into my boyfriend’s eyes as my ex pounded into me, and I was in heaven.
He pushed me up further and further, bottoming out in my cunt each time, and when I was practically over Jake’s face, I knew it would be over soon. At least until Mark was ready for round two, which usually only took a few minutes.
I leaned forward, placing my hands on the wall, and Jake was so close I could feel his breath on my pussy.
Mark lifted me up, fucking me again and again, no caring that I was kneeling over my boyfriend who was getting a prime view of my tight pussy getting destroyed by that beautiful cock.
“Tell me what you want, you filthy girl,” he growled as he gripped my ass, pushing one finger inside it.
“You know what I want,” I said, clenching around him as I felt myself start to come. Just saying the words would do it, but I hung on for a moment longer, reveling in the feel of him inside me, of Jake’s tongue on my clit, of Mark’s cock inside me after so long.
“Say it,” he said, leaning over me as I practically suffocated my boyfriend with my cunt. “Tell me.”
“I want you to come in me!” I cried out, the truth spilling from me. “Please, Mark, come inside me. I miss it so much, don’t make me wait.”
“Such a good girl,” he said even as he held me. His cock began to pulse as I let go, clenching and shaking as I bit my lip. In just a few more seconds, I felt him filling me up, and it was everything I ever wanted.
“Yes!” I cried as I came, my orgasm ripping through my entire body.
Jake didn’t stop licking me, Mark didn’t stop fucking me, and then he was coming too, flooding my cunt over and over again. I continued to push back on him, not wanting it to end and not wanting him ever to leave me. Wanting him to come forever so I could feel like the dirtiest, filthiest, and happiest girl in the world.
“Fuck!” he cried out one last time as he let go one within me. I shook and trembled as he held my ass and then slowly begin to pull out, pulling his come with him until it dripped down into Jake’s eager mouth.
My boyfriend was on me like he was starving, licking me and tasting Mark’s come like he had fantasized about for so long. I pushed down onto him, letting him fuck me with his tongue as I looked over my shoulder to see Mark stroking his dick as he watched.
“That was so fucking hot,” he said, staring at me with that evil grin I love so much. “Tell me, Katie, is that all you need tonight?”
“No,” I moaned, feeling myself start to come again. Jake was eating me, but I knew exactly what Mark was asking, and I was losing whatever bit of control I once had.
“What else do you want?” he asked, his cock starting to grow hard as I reached behind me to finger my ass.
“I want it here,” I moaned, fingering myself faster and faster as I came. “I want your big cock in my ass; oh fuck!”
I cried out, flooding Jake’s face as I came, knowing that whatever was happening in that tiny dorm room, was only just beginning.
And my God was it good.