Dirty Talk Ch. 02

xCh. 02: Cuckold

So a couple of years go by and dirty talk becomes a huge part of our sex life. In fact, this became the only way I could reach orgasm. We would make out and begin to make love, however, it's basically as if some time would go by and I would just accept that I couldn't get off without it. I got off by calling her a slut, whore, cocksucker, and so on. She got off by me talking about big cocks and her being such a slut for them. However, it was sort of understood that I enjoyed the talking a lot more than she did. She liked it, but she would prefer for us to just have sex. I became so addicted to this fantasy that I could not satisfy her in that way though. We would begin to make love, and I would soon go limp. As I slipped out of her, she would reach for my cock and let out a deep sigh. It became another routine where she would have to talk about other guys in order to get me off, instead of having the real fucking that she wanted and needed. The dirty talk itself continued to progress and became more specific.

At this point in time she was a waitress at pretty popular restaurant chain and we had recently moved in together. During the handjobs, she began to tell me about a new guy at work . As she stroked my cock she would tell me that he was very hot and was also black. Now I knew that Tina had made out with a few black guys in college, however, as I said she was a virgin when we began dating and said she had only gone down on around five guys or so, nothing out of the ordinary for a college girl. So while we were in an actual relationship, she had very little exposure to the sexual prowess of a dominant male. At this point in our relationship, the dirty talk was all about a fantasy world we had built together, and neither of us had any intention of acting on it. She liked it in the beginning, but began to see it as just a fantasy that she provided for me.

As she continued to jack me off on a regular basis, she began to say things like this:

"Your girlfriend is such a slut. Last night at work I fucked this guy, and it was so amazing. He started flirting with me after we had closed, and I just got on my knees in front of him. I took out his big black cock and started sucking it. It was so big I couldn't fit all of it in my mouth. He is so much bigger than you. I can't wait to fuck him again."

This would get me off so fast it was ridiculous. So it was just a routine, mutual understanding. However, even though I enjoyed our new shared fetish I could still tell that she was not as into it as I was. She would talk about it in a very uninterested way. The stories continued, and she continued to do an amazing job of fulfilling this sexual need I had. I would still finger her and lick her pussy in order to get her off, however, months would go by where we wouldn't even begin to have actual intercourse. So even though it was satisfying, it still felt like we weren't on the same wavelength. We spent more and more time apart, and a distance began to grow between us.

So finally I guess you could say the expected happened. We broke up. I was personally devastated, but I couldn't say that I was surprised. I spent less time at home and tried to adjust my schedule to where I could avoid her. She began to move her stuff out a little at a time. This all came to a head when I came home one night intentially, knowing that it was her night off. Again, just like when the dirty talk began, I have no idea what prompted me to do this.

I parked my car next to the curb as I noticed there was a large van behind her car, I assumed her friends were helping her move. I entered the house and immediately heard a noise that I had been dreading – and on some level, maybe praying for – the sound of thumping against the wall. This thumping was a very familiar noise. We had wooden floor in the bedroom and our bed was on wheels, so when on the rare occasion that we would actually have sex, the bed would slide against the wall repeatedly.

Without hesitation, assuming that she had brought a guy home, I walked very quickly back to the bedroom. The door was wide open, and the sight before me had finally brought my fantasy to life.

There in bed was my beautiful and exotic now ex-girlfriend, only 24 years old at the time, and she was riding a very large and musclar man who must have been at least a decade older than us. As I stood quietly outside the doorway, I watched as she was grinding her perfect thick ass against his thighs, his cock obviously buried deep inside of her. I remember the first thing I noticed was that her ass rested on his balls, and thinking about how I knew how fucking incredible that felt. He had his large, dark black hands on her hips as he guided her forward and back in this grinding motion.

I stood there with my jaw dropped wide open, but realized that I was feeling a mixture of nausea and arousal at the same time. After a moment she saw me out of the corner of her eye and immediately freaked out. She jumped off of him onto the bed next to him and looked at me with panic in her eyes.

I asked her angrily, "You couldn't wait until you were moved out to pull this shit!?"

A very awkward silence followed as she obviously didn't know what to say. She sat there on the bed next to her lover who just laid back with his hands behind his head as if he were waiting for us to finish our discussion. I remember noticing that her right hand was on his thigh. Finally her panic turned to frustration and she came clean with me.

"This is what you wanted. You treated me like a slut and expected me to act like this total whore for you, but you wouldn't ever fuck me like a normal boyfriend. What did you expect?"

The room was once again filled with an awkward silence. My sweet and innocent girlfriend had now become a woman, and she obviously resented me for the time wasted in our sexual relationship, or lack there of.

She continued with more attitude now, "You know, I don't even care. I'll be out of here soon, and we'll never talk again. So you can stand there or you can leave, I'm done worrying about you."

Just like something I would now read in a cuckold story or see in a video, she just completely ignored my feelings. She immediately grabbed his huge thick cock and slammed her face into it, sucking the entire slab of meat into her throat.

Even more shocked, I stood there unable to speak.

She began to bob her head up and down with a great deal of force, just as she used to with my cock. With one hand still behind his head, her lover grabbed her hair with his other hand and guided her head up and down on his huge dick.

He also finally decided to say something. "Man, your girlfriend is a total slut. I can't believe she's sucking my dick right in front of you." With that, he took his other hand and slapped her ass. She responded with a loud moan and arched her back, wiggling her booty for him.

Tina grabbed his big balls with one hand, and continued to fuck his cock with her mouth tightly sealed around it. She kept her back arched so that her ass was sticking in the air, as if she were performing in a porn movie. The older dominant man continued to slap and squeeze her ass right in front of me, a half-grin on his face as he glanced at me from time to time.

My sweet and innocent Tina then lifted up his big heavy balls and began licking his taint, a painful reminder to me of the exceptional oral skills I once experienced. He lifted his back off of the bed and she began licking down to his asshole. I could not believe what I was seeing. Here she was, holding her lover's ballsack in her hand and licking his asshole right in front of me, as if I didn't even exist.

Tina tooked at me and said, "His dick is so much bigger than yours. He fucks me so deep and hard. I'm a total slut for his cock and I'll do anything he wants."

At this the big stud rolled my ex-girlfriend over onto her hands and knees, her body once again arching in response to his physical commands. He grabbed her big lucious ass with both hands and slammed his cock inside of her pussy. He immediately began fucking her hard and fast, once again, right in front of me as if I weren't even there.

He continued to taunt me, "You like that? I'm fucking your girlfriend right in front of you and she's loving it. She'll do anything I say. She's a total fucking slut and she loves my big cock. Man you are pathetic."

Tina flung her neck backwards so that her long black hair fell onto her arched back. This cockstud grabbed her hair and bunched it up in his fist as he continued to fuck her and grab her ass with his other hand. Tina knelt down on one of her elbows so that she could reach back with her free hand. She began rubbing and tickling his big hanging balls as he continued fucking her from behind.

"God his dick is so big," she told me, "He is so much harder than you ever were. Watch this big hot stud fuck me with his huge cock."

This went on for a few minutes, and I still continued to watch as if compelled. I tried to ignore the fact that I had a developed an erection in my pants, and I just maintained the shocked look on my face. After at least 10-15 minutes, the man fucking my ex-girlfriend began to moan and buck his hips wildly. As if by instinct, Tina got out of position and rolled onto her back. Her big cockstud shifted towards her head and grabbed a fistfull of her hair once again. Now she was stroking his big dick and cupping his balls as he was aimed directly at her face. As she jacked him off I noticed that she was using one of her favorite techniques on him with her other hand – she was cupping his big heavy balls and tickling his taint with one of her fingernails. Tina had a french manicure and I remember how this would intensify any man's orgasm.

Grunting wildly, the man began yelling "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" as he reached climax. Tina never looked so eager since I had known her. She tilted her head towards his cock as she continued to stroke it as fast as she could. As she continued pleasing her black lover with her hands she stuck her tongue out and accepted the offering that followed. A long, thick flow of white semen sprayed into her face, hitting her with a splash. She continued to stroke his cock and cup his balls and the cum continued to fly at her in frozen ropes. I watched as the older muscular man straddling my ex-girlfriend's face coated her with squirt after squirt of thick white cum.

Even more surprising than what had already transpired was what happened next. The stud who had been fucking Tina immediately got up, his still somewhat hard, thick cock swinging between his legs, and he began to put his clothes on. Tina laid there in the bed with his cum all over her face.

As he shoved me out of the way, "Thanks fuckslut" was all the man said to Tina as he left the room and walked out the front door of the house.

My ex-girlfriend was lying in bed, breathing heavily, and she looked as though she were in a trance. She finally acknowledged my presence, and simply shrugged at me before returning her gaze to the ceiling and falling fast asleep.