Cuckolds, Cuckcakes, Cheating, and More

asked my girlfriend for a photo to show some friends I was out having dinner with. I had gotten a new phone and my photos hadn’t transferred over.

<ding>

She sent me one so I could show some friends. A few minutes later <ding> and she sent another. I just about showed my friends that one too, but I’m glad I didn’t. She was nearly naked, covering her boobs with her hands and only wearing some tiny panties.

“Nice. Love the second pic. I almost showed my friends.”

<ding> “Had to.” she replied back. “Part of the bet.”

“?”

<ding> “Playing a game. Losing bad.”

“What game?”

“Strip poker.”

“You suck at that game.”

<ding> “I know. :)”

<ding> “I’m afraid I might have to suck something else to stay in.”

“Who’s there.”

“Just some guys. The girls aren’t playing.”

I’ve never been so turned on, or jealous that my girlfriend is naked with a bunch of guys before…I mean, I know she likes guys too. She never hid that from me, but… I wanted to be with her, naked, making her suck on things.

“Let me know how it turns out.” I was apprehensive about that. Maybe I didn’t want to know. It’s one thing to know that your lover has been with others, it’s another to hear about it, especially if it’s recent. We weren’t exclusive, we didn’t want to be…but… oh  why was I overthinking this?!?

<ding> “just lost my panties” <ding> and another photo, this one, she was fully naked and her hands were behind her back, pushing her tits out, making them look even larger.

<ding> “They’ll let me play for favors though.”

I was so wet thinking about the favors she’d be playing for.

<ding> I got a photo a minute later. My cute girlfriend was spread wide, in front of the guys. Fingering her pussy for them all to see. She was grabbing her tit like she does right before she cums for me. Oh how I wish there was a video for me to watch. Maybe when I get home she can recreate it for me. I thought. She likes showing off. It’s probably why she’s in the game in the first place, to show off her body and put on a little show.

<ding>“How much you want to see?”

“?” I texted back.

<ding>”We’ll show you all that your girl does for us.”

Throughout the night I didn’t have to wonder what types of favors she did. I saw her masturbating with different items. Saw her suck on at least two different dicks. The next to last one she was in a threesome, on her knees, ass up getting pounded from a guy we knew, and face down in his girlfriend’s pussy making her go nuts.

I knew what it felt like to have her face between my legs, and all the attention she gives you. I was both jealous and horny. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to see more, or not anymore.

<ding>A last one came in. I was afraid to look, but I did. She was on her knees, looking up at the camera. Her face and tits were covered in cum. All of the guys must have shot their load onto her. She was smiling, blowing the camera - me - a kiss.

I knew my girlfriend was a slut that likes girls and guys when we started dating. I knew she’d still see guys on the side. I just never expected seeing it to turn me on so much. When I got home later tonight, she better not be too tired for me, but I now need to get laid in a major way.

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“He thinks I have a pretty face?”

“Yeah. I guess.”

She smiled at the thought.

“What you’d let him?”

“Sure, if he told me I was pretty. He’s cute, it could be fun.”

And before I knew it, I had set it up. I’m not sure if I was pimping out my brother, or my friend. But then his friends started showing up. One by one they came in and told my friend she had a pretty face. Each time she smiled, and acted all shy.

“Well, I guess I said if he told me I was pretty I’d let him cum on me. Why not all the guys?” She pulled off her top, so it wouldn’t get messed up.

“Guys, care to get naked for me. I can’t wait to see a bunch of naked guys.” She rubbed her tits as she looked back and forth at all of them.

She looked at me, “Can you help them get ready for me?”

I had heard about this job on porn sets, a fluffer, but I had never thought I’d be doing it for my brother’s friend. I looked at my brother, “You’re on your own buddy.” I was about to leave, but then I saw some of his friends, and decided some hands on experience might not be a bad thing.

I stroked them and got them hard. One by one they stepped up to her and told her how she had a pretty face before they unleashed a load of cum on her. She was covered.

The next to last guy I was blowing to keep him hard. He pulled out of my mouth and shot his load toward my friend.

My brother went last, stroking his cock. “You’re even pretty with all that cum on you.”

She smiled at him, looking him in the eyes as he shot his load on her. She grabbed his cock and sucked it dry in front of me. I couldn’t believe it… it was so gross watching the two of them.

I saw a couple of guys with hard-ons, and decided to make the the best of it. I guess they liked the show, so I figured I might as well get something out of it. I grabbed them by their dicks and escorted them to my room where they took turns pounding my wet pussy till we all came.

I heard clapping. My brother and friend were watching us. She still had cum all over her face and tits. “And I thought I was a slut for getting covered. I didn’t fuck any of them…but that seems like even more fun.” She turned toward my brother. “Want to grab a friend and come back and fuck me in your room?”

‘Twas the night before Slutmas, when all through the city Not a cock-sleeve was stirring, not even a titty; The dudes were well hung with their cocks in the air, In hopes that the Slut Queen soon would be there. Young sluts were tied up all snug in their beds; While visions of gang-bangs fucked through their heads; And Mistress in her collar, and I with my whip, Had just readied our bodies for a long winter’s tip, When down in the basement there arose such a clatter, I sprang from my slut’s hole to see what was the matter. Away to my dungeon, I flew like a flash, Tore open the door, my cock ready to smash. There in the dim light, with her breasts out for show The Slut Queen knelt naked, ready to give me a blow So, with my dick in my hand and a right dirty leer I was ready to fuck that slutty, little dear. When what did I see, all behind her down there But eight other sluts all with asses quite bare. Though to me those tight asses all looked quite the same The Slut Queen called them all out, each by their own name: “Now, Fluffer! Now, Fucker! Now Pussy and Vixen! Fuck Cunty! Fuck Whore-face! Fuck Cockbait and Socket! To the top of his crotch! Take every inch to the balls! Now fuck away! Fuck Away! Fuck away all!” Like bitches all fighting for the tastiest meat The little whores soon had me knocked off of my feet. All over my cock did they slobber and drool As they jockeyed and fought for a taste of my tool. And then, in a twinkling, I felt on my peen The tight and wet pussy of that horny Slut Queen! So I thrust in my cock and I started to pound While she writhed above me and let out a sound And while she screamed and she twisted above me in fits Her sluts lapped at my balls and sucked her tits Then with a scream long, she did arch her slim back So I thrust in full-deep to empty my sack Her tits- how they shook. Her nipples so merry! Her cunt was like silk, and her ass a red cherry! Her wide-open mouth was drooling, the cow, But the dumb look on her face was sexy somehow. Then I pulled out my cock and slid out from beneath The Slut Queen’s hot body and hotter cock sheath. Her sluts, they all opened their mouths and waited To clean off my cock now that I had been sated. So I grabbed the one that looked most like a hot elf And laughed as I used her mouth to clean up my self. A wink of her eye and a twist of her tongue Let me know she took it all as part of her fun. The Slut Queen was silent, having finished her work And stood with a wobble, and a bit of a jerk, Then fingering her pussy and closing her eyes All those sluts did quick vanish, like smoke in the sky. Horny again, I looked back up those long stairs To see my sweet Mistress watching from there I gave chase as she ran from my long and hard cock And when I caught her again, her round ass I did rock. And she screamed as I pounded her with all of my might- “Happy Slutmas to all, and to all a good night!”

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Summary: Erin is nineteen and she would have given up believing in Santa Claus if it hadn’t been for what she spotted the jolly elf doing to her neighbor on Christmas Eve when she was eighteen.

After deciding to believe in him, no matter what her friends thought, she wrote him a letter, hoping to get the same gift he gave Mrs. Fletcher.

Will Santa come for Erin and her little ass this year?

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Erin was nineteen and her friends all made fun of her for still believing in Santa Claus. However, she knew he was real. She’d given up  believing in him around the same age everyone else did when she realized the presents had price tags on them. Just like every youngster who didn’t get what they wanted or got something they knew only their parents wanted them to have, she had let the old man in red slip into the shadows of her childhood. After all, she’d never seen him, flying reindeer, or little elves and she’d never met anyone who had, so it was only natural to stop believing.

However, when she was eighteen, she’d seen a plump man in red standing on the rooftop of her neighbor’s house. She watched with her mouth wide open as he turned into something a bit like red and green smoke then slipped down the chimney. When she peeked in through the window, she saw Mrs. Fletcher bent over her own couch, getting her shapely forty-something ass plowed by the big man in red.

Mrs. Fletcher moaned, squealed, and even screamed a few times while the jolly elf ravaged her back door. He turned to the window, just as he pulled his cock free of Mrs. Fletcher’s ass and Erin was sure the jolly elf winked at her.

She wasn’t sure how she got back to her own house, into her pajamas, or into bed after that, but she woke up the next day wondering if it had all been a dream. Since she’d never been able to shake the feeling that it was real, she decided to simply believe it, no matter what other people said.

So, despite being nineteen, she had sent Santa Clause a letter in the mail, asking him for something she’d wanted since she was eighteen. She wasn’t sure if the post office would really take it to the North Pole, but she was willing to give it a try.

That Christmas Eve, Erin was alone in the house since her parents had decided to fly to Hawaii to spend the holiday in the sun and sand. So, she curled up on the couch and watched the lights twinkle on the tree while she thought about what she’d seen the year before. A little radio in the corner worked through a loop of classic holiday songs, played out through a tinny speaker that gave it all a retro feel.

She was dressed in nothing more than a thin striped shirt that barely covered her round ass with only two buttons holding it closed, letting her petite breasts flash whenever she moved.

“Oh, Santa, can I be one of your ho-ho-hos too?” she whispered while stroking her wet pussy. “I’ve been very naughty… I mean… good at being naughty this year.”

Her fingers, deft from hours of practice each night, slid up and down the length of her waxed and wet pussy. She bit her lower lip, out of habit despite the empty house, and moaned into her pillow while her free hand cupped and spun around her petite breasts, her fingers occasionally twirling around her hard nipples.

Her hands roamed her own body while she imagined the fat, jolly, red-suited elf had his hands on her. With her thumb, she spun slow circles over her sensitive clit and reached the length of her hand back to press her middle finger against her puckered asshole. RIding her own hand for a few minutes, she drove herself to the edge of climax, but backed off again, hoping that even if Santa didn’t come, she’d at least have a warm dream.

Still wet, with her thighs pressed tight together and rubbing slowly, Erin drifted off to sleep. The light of the tree just behind her heavy eyelids and the soft music in her ears became gentle shapes and colors at the edge of her mind while she dozed.

“Ho! Ho! Ho!”

A deep, warm voice pulled at her mind from the depths of her sleep and a smile tugged at her lips even before her eyes began to flutter open. She rubbed her eyes and pushed back her brown hair while slowly propping herself up on an elbow.

A round shape, made up of reds, whites, pinks, blacks, and greys was just outside of the space her sleepy eyes could focus on. She wiped the drool from the edge of her mouth and yawned, then shook her head and rubbed her eyes once more.

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Erin is nineteen and she would have given up believing in Santa Claus if it hadn’t been for what she spotted the jolly elf doing to her neighbor on Christmas Eve when she was eighteen.

After deciding to believe in him, no matter what her friends thought, she wrote him a letter, hoping to get the same gift he gave Mrs. Fletcher.

Will Santa come for Erin and her little ass this year?

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And instead of being embarrassed when guys stare at me, I actually get turned on. But whatevs!

Just this morning my roomie was telling me that my boobs looked especially scrumptious while she fingerfucked me. And then at my morning cheerleader practice all the other girls couldn’t help but check out my tits. I swear it was making me like superhorny. And then at work my Hooters shirt was sooo tight that it kept rubbing against my nipples until they were all hard and everyone kept trying to pinch them!

*giggle*