Pandemic Cuckold - Lockdown Ch. 04

Did that really just happen? I kept repeating to myself. I got up off of the couch and went into the bedroom. The bathroom was locked, and I could only imagine what Omar and Zoey were doing in there.

I couldn't get the image of Omar's massive cock penetrating Zoey's tight pussy out of my head. The image was seared into my brain, and strangely, I liked that.

"Oh, fuck. Oh my god!" I heard Zoey scream through the door with the backdrop of the shower running.

"Harder, baby, harder!" she continued.

I heard the faint sound of thumping as well. I could only imagine that meant Omar was currently fucking my girlfriend for the second time in the shower. Almost instantly, I was hard again, and, of course, I did what I'd been doing excessively for the better part of the last several weeks. I started stroking my cock to the sounds Zoey and Omar were making in the shower, vividly picturing every detail. I imagined he was penetrating her from the back as she stood up, her waist bent slightly forward, with the shower pulsing on both their naked bodies.

Within a minute, I released my load and watched as it dribbled down onto the bed sheets. I didn't really care at this point that I had just soiled our sheets with my measly load. After another 10 minutes or so, the shower stopped, and I could hear them stepping out.

Suddenly, the door opened, and I saw Zoey and Omar walk out. Omar had wrapped himself in my towel, which annoyed me a bit, but I figured what other choice did he have?

"This was epic!" said Omar as he approached me for a fist bump.

"Fuck yea, it was, bro," as I returned the gesture. In reality, I had no idea how to respond, so I just said the first thing that came into my head. Zoey had a huge grin on her face as she looked at me.

"Goodnight, Omar," she said, signaling Omar to leave us alone. Omar raised his hands in a defensive but cheeky fashion and started heading out of the room.

"I'll wash this for you," he said, looking down at the towel. I gave him a thumbs-up as he walked out the door and closed it behind him.

Zoey removed her towel and crawled into bed next to me, embracing me in her arms.

"Babe, that was so amazing. So fucking amazing," she reiterated.

"Didn't know you guys were gonna go for round two," I said, somewhat somberly.

"It just kinda happened. I wanted to shower off, but Omar... he was just so horny, babe. I mean, think about it: he hasn't had sex since the pandemic started; he definitely needed this," she chuckled as she hugged me tighter.

The sight of Zoey's naked and freshly showered body, paired with the fact that Omar had just fucked her brains out, twice, got me rock hard, yet again, despite me finishing myself off only moments earlier.

I was so unexplainably turned on that I immediately started kissing and fingering her right there on the bed. She went with it for a few seconds and then stopped me.

"Babe, I really want to, but I'm so exhausted. And honestly, it kinda hurts down there after Omar fucked me. I guess I underestimated just how big he really was. I'm just too sore to do anything right now."

Her statement crushed me on a level I can't even fathom. A part of me was angry and jealous, but the jealousy turned me on even more. I hated this feeling inside, yet I was so freakin addicted to it.

"Sounds like you guys really had a good time," I said.

"Baby, you have no idea. He made me cum. Like actually cum, hard, from penetration. Not the clitoral orgasm, but that deep body-aching g-spot one, I think. I've never felt anything like that, and he made it happen like three times."

I knew exactly what she was talking about. I've tried for years to get Zoey to orgasm that way, but alas, my efforts always failed. The idea that Omar was able to get her to explode like that on his first try left me feeling extremely inadequate.

"How did it feel with his penis? You know, because it's so big?" I asked. I probably had a million more questions to ask her.

"It hurt a lot at first, but then my vagina kinda just accepted it, I guess? I could definitely feel him stretching me out, and when he was going fully inside, it almost felt like it was hitting my cervix or something, and I wouldn't say I liked that too much. But once I started feeling the orgasm build up, it's like all the pain and discomfort went away, and I could actually enjoy his length and girth, and then it started to feel really good."

"Did he have to cum inside of you, though?" I asked.

"I guess that was my fault. But I mean, he was already fucking me raw, babe, and I never knew what it felt like to have my pussy filled with cum, so I kinda just told him to finish inside of me. He's gonna give me a plan b in the morning anyway, so... you know?"

It was torture hearing her say that. Not because it hurt me emotionally but because my dick kept getting harder and harder the more she talked, and I knew she didn't want to have any more sex tonight.

Suddenly, I realized that Omar had done multiple things with Zoey that I was never allowed to do. He got regular blowjobs, he got regular hand jobs, he got to fuck her raw, and he got to cum inside both her mouth and her pussy. It was so emotionally vexing, and the more I thought about it, the harder my balls ached.

"Are you going to want to fuck him again?" I asked, with a lot of hesitation in my voice.

"Um, babe, I.. yea. I mean, that's kinda what we agreed? Right? Like maybe not directly, but... I mean, I do want to have sex with him again. You're okay with that, right baby?" She said while caressing my hair.

Again, I reiterated to her that I did not want it to change our sex life and the overall dynamic in our relationship, but I knew it was futile the minute I heard the words coming out of my mouth. In reality, things have changed... a lot. How could I possibly think anything would be back to normal again? And, of course, my biggest fear came true: she loved Omar's cock so much that now she can't imagine not fucking him.

"Of course, it won't, baby, you know that," she said as she kissed my lips and and then my shoulder. All I could do was mentally chuckle. Like, did she even believe that herself?

---

The next morning, Zoey had some errands to run in town, so she got up earlier than I did. When I woke up, I saw her putting her earrings on in front of the closet mirror. She wore a short floral print summer dress that really accentuated her legs and thighs. It was a very tasteful dress that had just the right elements of "sluty." Her boobs also looked amazing, as the dress showed just the right amount of cleavage, which made her look sexy yet tactful.

She said good morning and asked me if I needed anything from the drugstore on her way back. When I said no, she gave me a kiss and told me she would see me in a few hours. It was only strange to me because she didn't mention anything about last night. In fact, it seemed as if I thought more about Zoey and Omar's weird new... whatever you want to call it, more than Zoey and Omar themselves.

As I got up out of bed, I heard Omar talking to her, so I got a bit closer to the door to listen to them. It seemed like he was giving her the plan-b pill, and then I heard Zoey giggling and the faint sounds of kissing. I peek my head out, and sure enough, they are. The front door then closes, and I hear Omar start rumbling around in the kitchen.

"Good morning," I said as I started fixing myself some coffee and toast.

"Damn, straight it is, dude last night was sick!" He said, elated.

"Yeah, it was certainly epic," I said. "You and Zoey seemed to really have a good time."

"Man, I am so glad we did this. Her pussy feels amazing, dude. Can't believe you got to hit that all these years," he said while jokingly punching me in the arm. I couldn't tell if he was intentionally being oblivious or if he really believed that I was actually 100% okay with him fucking my girlfriend raw last night and then cumming inside of her.

"Yeah, she's really something," I say.

"You think she'll let me fuck her in the ass?" He asked. I was a bit awestruck that he asked it so bluntly, but then he continued.

"Her ass is just so fine, man, all I can think about is bending her over and sticking it in. I can't believe you guys haven't tried it yet."

"Good luck with that," I say. "Maybe don't do it exactly the way you described, though," I said with a sarcastic undertone.

"Nah, of course, dude, I'm just playin'. But I mean, you know what I'm talking about. Your girl is fine as fuck."

I gave Omar a snarky bro smile before grabbing my coffee and heading to my desk. It was strange to hear him talk so openly to me about it. I guess part of me was happy someone finally acknowledged it so openly. Obviously, I loved hearing about it, but I was hesitant to share my own thoughts on the whole thing. Do I dare mention how much it turns me on to see him fucking her? Do I hint at all the times I have masturbated to the thought of his huge cock penetrating her tight pussy? Of course, I couldn't; that would be so weird.

---

When Zoey came back in the afternoon, she brought us some store-bought sushi for lunch. As we were eating, Omar came out of his room and teased Zoey about not getting him any. He then grabbed a piece off of her tray and pulled the top of her dress forward while scarfing down the sushi.

"Not bad," he teased while looking down her dress at her boobs.

"Oh my god, Omar!" She giggled while moving his hand away. "You're such a jerk," she said playfully.

I didn't know how to react or even whether to react at all. It's like they had literally become this comfortable with one another overnight. I guess having the most passionate sex of your life will do that to you. For Zoey, at least.

"Smash later?" Omar asked, obviously referring to the video game but choosing the most risqué way to say it.

"Fuck yea," said Zoey. Probably literally, to both meanings, I thought.

---

Later in the afternoon, Zoey called me into the bedroom.

"Babe, I'm super stressed, can you..." she said as she spread her legs open. Excited, I wanted to grab a condom when she stopped me.

"No, babe, I just meant go down on me," she said, as a matter of fact.

I did as I was told: I lifted her dress, pulled down her panties, and buried my face in between her thighs as she sat back in her chair. She continued to moan in pleasure as I continued eating her out. I've come to enjoy this quite a bit and was pleased that I could still make her cum this way, at least.

Once she climaxed, she got up from her chair and pulled her panties back up.

"Thanks, babe," she said after giving me a soft peck on the lips.

As I began to walk back towards the living room, she stopped me again.

"Actually, babe..." she said while standing up. She reached underneath her dress, pulled down her panties, and flung them towards me.

"Can you toss those over to Omar? He says he misses my scent," she said while playfully rolling her eyes.

I give her a raised eyebrow.

"Sure...?" I say, half expecting a follow-up.

"Thanks, babe," she said while sitting back down in her chair.

I walked over into Omar's room and tossed them toward him at his desk.

"Special delivery," I said, with a confused smile on my face. He winked at me and then turned his attention back towards the screen.

I thought the whole thing was strange and figured they were probably texting each other now. But it didn't really bother me. I mean, what was 'normal' now anyway?

---

Later that evening, the three of us were in the living room, yet again, playing Super Smash Bros on the Switch. Zoey was wearing the same dress from earlier, and knowing she wasn't wearing any underwear right now continued to get me hot and bothered, losing me several games in a row.

At one point, Zoey got up to adjust her dress when Omar pulled it up, exposing her ass. She playfully laughed and smacked him, then sat on his lap with her bare ass.

"Hold up, I wanna try something," Omar said as he pulled down his pants. He then grabbed Zoey, lifted her dress again up to her waist, and sat her back down on his lap, with his cock resting in between her thighs.

"Start a new round," Omar said to me. Which I did.

As we were playing, Zoey was grinding her ass on Omar, gently rotating her hips from side to side and then in a circular motion. They both had their full attention on the TV screen, however. I kept trying to sneak a side-eyed peek but didn't want to make it too obvious. I could, however, see Omar's cock grow considerably in between Zoey's legs as she continued to grind on him.

With one hand, Zoey stuck two fingers inside herself and then began lubricating the tip of Omar's penis with her secretions. She continued doing this every few seconds until she lifted herself up slightly and gently inserted the tip of his now fully erect penis inside her pussy.

She softly gasped as she slowly came down on his cock with her ass now back on his lap and his penis inside of her. We continued to play the game while she continued griding on him with his penis now fully inserted.

Her soft moans every few seconds made my erection painfully hard, and when I looked over, it seemed they had slowly lost interest in the game as their breathing became heavier and their movements more pronounced. This helped me out a lot because I began winning the next few rounds, so I had that going for me at least.

"Babe, oh!... Come hear," Zoey moaned.

I approached her, and she grabbed my hands and awkwardly brought them down to her waist, gesturing me to take her dress off completely.

"I want you to suck on my nipples," she said as I began removing her dress.

She continued rotating her hips in Omar's lap while taking small upward thrusts on his cock and moaning every few seconds. As I began licking her erect nipples and caressing her breasts, her moans and breaths became heavier. She increased the speed at which she was doing the short, stiff bounces on Omar's cock when she suddenly gasped for air with her jaw wide open and eyes rolled back. After a few more seconds, she collapsed forward and then laid down with her back on the couch.

"Oh fuck, I just came so hard right now," she said with her arms drawn across her face.

"Well, I didn't," Omar said with a snarky chuckle.

"Give me a minute, dude," she replied, still exhausted.

Omar then spread her legs open and got on top of her. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he quickly thrust his penis back inside. She let out an audible gasp and began moaning continuously in agonizing pleasure. He then brought her legs together and lifted them straight up as he continued to fuck her pussy raw with his enormous cock.

Zoey's screams were deafening, and seeing her legs and ass lifted straight up while watching Omar practically pulverize her with his cock... all the while, I continued to watch, fully clothed, a Nintendo controller in my hand, and a leaking cum spot on my pants, was a special kind of gut-wrenching feeling.

They continued for a good five minutes before Omar lifted her up off of the couch and fucked her standing up, her legs nestled in his arms. I watched on as his massive cock went in and out of her drenched pussy; all the while, Zoey had her arms and legs wrapped tightly around him, passionately kissing him as he continued to fuck her.

"You like fucking your dirty little slut?" She said to him as she tried catching her breath.

"Oh, so you're my dirty little slut now?" He asked aggressively while continuing to fuck her raw.

"Yea, baby, of course, I'm you're dirty fucking slut. I'll do anything for that cock," she said.

Omar then threw her back on the couch, turned her around, and bent her over on all fours.

"That's what I thought," Omar said as he mounted her by the hips and forced his cock into her from behind. Zoey screamed in ecstasy as Omar continued to thrust inside of her. He then gently started massaging her asshole with his thumb in a circular motion.

"Oh, wow, that feels... different," she said.

"Relax, Zoey. I know what I'm doing," he said as he gave her another deep thrust with his cock. She moaned loudly and then looked back to give him a sensual smile.

Omar lowered the intensity at which he was fucking her and began focusing on teasing her ass. He continued this for a while before gently sticking his thumb inside.

"Oh...," Zoey said with nervousness.

"Chill, Zoey, remember?" he said in a soothing voice. "Just relax and enjoy it," he said, now as he softly kissed the small of her back.

She closed her eyes and put on a smile. Omar slowly pulled his penis out of Zoey's vagina, and I could see the gaping hole he left behind gradually narrowing back into place. I mean, she really needed to stretch herself out in order to accommodate him. I imagined what it would be like if I fucked her immediately after he did. She likely wouldn't even be able to feel me. It would in no way be pleasurable for her. This made me feel powerless. This made me feel like a beta.

Omar was now gently fingering Zoey from behind as he began licking her ass. Her moans were soft and erotic now, almost as if she was savoring the moment. He continued teasing her ass with one hand while softly rubbing her labia with the other.

"Omar, I don't know if I'm ready for anal," Zoey said nervously.

"Baby steps," replied Omar. "We will get there; this is just a trial run," he said as she looked back towards him.

Zoey then sat back up and asked him if it would hurt.

"Maybe a little, in the beginning, but once I stretch you out, you'll just feel pressure and probably a lot of pleasure. There are a bunch of nerve endings in there, ya know? But we'll have to stretch with some toys first, especially since it's your first time." He replied.

"Do you have any toys?" She asked.

Zoey had an intrigued look on her face. Was she actually considering it? I couldn't help but question our entire sexual relationship. What did Omar have that I didn't that would enable Zoey to give him blowjobs, fuck him raw, and now, fuck her in the ass? I had an idea, but maybe I didn't want to accept that fact.

"Yeah, I do, but we don't have to do that tonight. I have a kit with different sizes; we can try them out later," he said with a wink.

"Can we try 69? I've never tried," asked Zoey.

Another blow to my ego. Granted, I have never asked her to try 69ing, but then again, if she was so curious, why hadn't she ever suggested it? I wasn't sure if Zoey always had these repressed desires or if Omar opened a new door to a room full of curiosity.

"Definitely," Omar said with a chuckle.

He approached where I was sitting on the couch and gestured for me to move. I immediately got up and took a seat on the ottoman as he lay down on my side of the couch.

Zoey then climbed on top of him with her ass in his face and gently leaned down towards his cock as she wrapped it in her hands. Omar then spread her legs a bit wider and firmly grasped her thighs while beginning to eat her out.

Zoey let out a soothing moan while kissing the tip of his penis. Soon enough, she had his entire cock in her mouth and began to pick up intensity in the way she sucked it.

As I watched them in such a lewd sexual act, I couldn't help but pull down my pants and begin masturbating. The scene was just too satisfying for me to resist. Their soft moans and slurping sounds got me over the edge fast, and I came hard again, with a mere dribble of cum dripping down.

Zoey's ass looked so plump from the angle Omar was holding her. Her thighs were gently wrapped around his face, and he had his fingers buried into them as he continued to enjoy the taste of her sweet pussy.

On the other side, Zoey was going to town on his massive tower of a cock, gagging every so often while taking great satisfaction in pleasing Omar. Within a few minutes, she exploded with a clitoral orgasm and asked Omar to fuck her from behind again.