By far one of the hottest cuckold stories on the net. I personally have this fantasy about my own Asian girlfriend.
Please Fuck My Girlfriend
by Anonymous Author (changes by ot123)
***
This is the story of a young man who has fantasies about
his girlfriend having sex with other men, and once his
black boss declares his intentions to fuck his girlfriend,
events lead to him watching her screwing his boss's
massive cock and stealing her from him.
***
This is a story about how I asked another man to fuck my
beautiful girlfriend. I have been interested and turned
on by stories of cuckoldry and the like since I was 16. I
would often fantasise about one of my friends having sex
with a girl I fancied.
I had never had a girlfriend until I met the girl of my
dreams during university when I was 19. We did everything
together, even working the same job in a call centre.
We had been together for over three years, even though I
tried to resist it, I was having thoughts of other men
screwing my sweetheart. Usually, these thoughts involved her getting split in two by a big black cock. The biggest part of my fantasy
was not just the sex, but also the fact that she would
fall for her new lover, and she would be stolen from me.
I never actually dared to tell my girlfriend this for
fear she would be disgusted with me.
My girlfriend was a real catch. She was Asian, short,
slim and petite. She had beautiful flowing black hair and
the face of a doll. What made her stand out was that she
was very curvy for an Asian girl, with ample breasts that
were a good handful, and wide hips. She also had great
legs, a flat tummy and the silkiest smooth skin you would
ever feel. I don't know how I was so lucky to ever get
her.
Our sex life was pretty hot, and while we did it about
once a week it was always enjoyable for both of us. She
was always dripping wet and her pussy was so tight. She'd
always talk dirty to me and would always comment about
how she loved me stretching her pussy walls, but I could always sense her insincerity.
I don't consider myself that well endowed, but my cock is
about 5 inches and one inch thick. When we made love I
always had to wear a condom, even though she was on the
pill. That's because she was really uptight about anyone
cumming in her. I didn't mind at all because I thought
one day I would.
We were deeply in love and we had been living in the same
apartment for just over a year when a new team leader
came to work at the call centre where we worked. His name
was Marcus. Marcus was a big and muscular black man. He was about 25 years old, about 6’2’’ and at least 220 lbs. He had played football in college, and you could tell by his physique that he worked out daily. Standing beside him I felt physically dominated merely by his presence. After all, I was skinny and pale, weighing only 130 lbs and standing a tiny 5’7’’. I was almost 100 lbs lighter and six inches shorter.
He immediately took a liking to my girlfriend, which
wasn't so shocking because she was pretty. But after a
few weeks they found that they had a great deal of common
interests. They were both into high performance sports
cars, which wasn't really my thing, amongst other things,
and soon the three of us were regularly having coffee
together.
Marcus and my girlfriend would chat for hours on end and
they both enjoyed each other's company. As for me, I was
a part of it all, yet I didn't like Marcus all that much;
he was bit too confident for me and I could tell he
fancied my girlfriend.
I did think of my girlfriend fucking him during some of
our times together, I didn't really want it to happen
with this guy because he was so handsome, athletic and
muscular. Needless to say I was jealous of him and the
rapport he had with my girlfriend.
One day Marcus and I were waiting for my girlfriend to
come out of the building where we worked when he just
casually said, "You know I'm going to fuck your
girlfriend, don't you."
I was shocked and immediately went defensive, "I don't
think so," but I was shaky in my response. It was as if
he knew of my fantasies.
"You're going to watch me do it too, she has such a nice
flat tummy and I'm going to drive my black cock right up inside
there," he stated confidently.
My girlfriend arrived, ******* of what had just
transpired. I said nothing. We all went for coffee as we
had done many times before, pretending nothing had
happened. But I spent the whole time envisaging Marcus and
my girlfriend in intimate contact.
When we got home that night I was apprehensive about
telling her about what Marcus had said to me. She was such
a good friend to him and this would upset her. I decided
to keep quiet about it and see what happened. I knew my
girlfriend still loved me deeply and she wouldn't cheat
on me.
*
The next week, I was struck down with the flu. This
****** me to miss work for a few days, and while I was
well enough to go back to work on Friday, I took it off
as well to be sure. After work that Friday, she rang me
to ask if it was okay if she went for a few drinks after
work at this bar with out work mates. We often did that
so I said that was fine. But after a few hours passed I
became worried. I was about to call her when I heard the
front door opening.
I saw her she was a mess. She had been crying, her eyes
and hair was all over the place.
"Baby what's wrong?" I asked.
She started apologizing, saying that she would never do
it again.
I asked, "What is it, what did you do?"
She explained to me that she'd had quite a few drinks at
the bar and that Marcus had offered her a lift home. My
heart stopped, I thought he had fucked her. But she
continued, telling me that Marcus had made a move on her
in the car and that she had returned his kiss because of
the alcohol's affected her.
They were making out for a while, feeling each other up
and she told me that she even grabbed his cock, and that
it was huge. "It was twice as big as yours easily," she
told me. Apparently this made her realize what she was
doing and she stopped him and told him to take her home.
She said he was gentleman about it and didn't force
anything. This pissed me off because if he were a
gentleman he wouldn't make a move on my girlfriend.
"Can you forgive me baby?" she asked looking into my
eyes, "I'll never do it again, I promise." She was so
sincere in her words.
"I forgive you, but I we should stop seeing him all
together outside of work," I responded. She nodded, and
we ended up fucking each other's brains out, having the
best make up sex ever. It was so intense for me because I
had thoughts of Marcus making out with my girlfriend.
While it upset me what had happened, I still had that
spark in me, which lusted for my girlfriend to stray. It
was a fantasy though, and while it happened a bit, I was
glad it didn't fully happen. I still pretended I was
Marcus that night, which made me fuck her even harder and
gave me the best orgasm ever.
Our sexual escapade continued into the weekend, and on
Sunday night my girlfriend was moaning and screaming
while riding my cock, which by the way she was great at,
and she had her eyes closed and enjoying it when it came
out, "Oh yes, oh baby, mmmmmm, oh Marcus!" She froze.
"Baby I'm sorry," she said in a cheeky tone.
I couldn't believe it, she was fucking me and fantasizing
that I was Marcus, but the funny thing was that I was
pretending I was Marcus too. What got me was the way she
said she was sorry. She was really cutesy about it, like
she had just pinched a piece of candy from me.
"You want to screw him?" I asked plainly.
"Baby I love you, it's just that I got caught up
imagining fucking his big black cock, and Marcus's is the
biggest one I've ever seen," she responded.
"Well, do you want to fuck him?" I asked sternly.
She was quiet and said nothing, acting coy. I couldn't
believe it because I swear I thought she would say no,
and that it was just a fantasy or something like that.
The next moment changed our relationship forever. I'm not
sure why I did, but I decided to tell her.
"I've been pretending I was Marcus while I was fucking you
all this weekend, and I've had thoughts about you
sleeping with another man," I confessed. "If you want we
can invite him to dinner after work tomorrow and see what
happens." My cock was hard as nails as I told her and it
was still buried inside her.
She looked shocked but she was grinning, like she had
received a Ferrari for her birthday. "That sounds really
nice baby," she whispered. She had been thinking of
fucking him all weekend. Marcus's big cock had swayed her,
and maybe it was all part of his plan. He told me he was
going to fuck her and I was going to watch. Now it was
probably going to come true.
She fucked me for a few more seconds, before came hard
into my condom, for what was to be the last time. Maybe
she didn't want to be unfaithful to me, but there was a
part of her that was like that, that always desired to be
well and truly fucked by a real man.
Please Fuck My Girlfriend
by Anonymous Author (changes by ot123)
***
This is the story of a young man who has fantasies about
his girlfriend having sex with other men, and once his
black boss declares his intentions to fuck his girlfriend,
events lead to him watching her screwing his boss's
massive cock and stealing her from him.
***
This is a story about how I asked another man to fuck my
beautiful girlfriend. I have been interested and turned
on by stories of cuckoldry and the like since I was 16. I
would often fantasise about one of my friends having sex
with a girl I fancied.
I had never had a girlfriend until I met the girl of my
dreams during university when I was 19. We did everything
together, even working the same job in a call centre.
We had been together for over three years, even though I
tried to resist it, I was having thoughts of other men
screwing my sweetheart. Usually, these thoughts involved her getting split in two by a big black cock. The biggest part of my fantasy
was not just the sex, but also the fact that she would
fall for her new lover, and she would be stolen from me.
I never actually dared to tell my girlfriend this for
fear she would be disgusted with me.
My girlfriend was a real catch. She was Asian, short,
slim and petite. She had beautiful flowing black hair and
the face of a doll. What made her stand out was that she
was very curvy for an Asian girl, with ample breasts that
were a good handful, and wide hips. She also had great
legs, a flat tummy and the silkiest smooth skin you would
ever feel. I don't know how I was so lucky to ever get
her.
Our sex life was pretty hot, and while we did it about
once a week it was always enjoyable for both of us. She
was always dripping wet and her pussy was so tight. She'd
always talk dirty to me and would always comment about
how she loved me stretching her pussy walls, but I could always sense her insincerity.
I don't consider myself that well endowed, but my cock is
about 5 inches and one inch thick. When we made love I
always had to wear a condom, even though she was on the
pill. That's because she was really uptight about anyone
cumming in her. I didn't mind at all because I thought
one day I would.
We were deeply in love and we had been living in the same
apartment for just over a year when a new team leader
came to work at the call centre where we worked. His name
was Marcus. Marcus was a big and muscular black man. He was about 25 years old, about 6’2’’ and at least 220 lbs. He had played football in college, and you could tell by his physique that he worked out daily. Standing beside him I felt physically dominated merely by his presence. After all, I was skinny and pale, weighing only 130 lbs and standing a tiny 5’7’’. I was almost 100 lbs lighter and six inches shorter.
He immediately took a liking to my girlfriend, which
wasn't so shocking because she was pretty. But after a
few weeks they found that they had a great deal of common
interests. They were both into high performance sports
cars, which wasn't really my thing, amongst other things,
and soon the three of us were regularly having coffee
together.
Marcus and my girlfriend would chat for hours on end and
they both enjoyed each other's company. As for me, I was
a part of it all, yet I didn't like Marcus all that much;
he was bit too confident for me and I could tell he
fancied my girlfriend.
I did think of my girlfriend fucking him during some of
our times together, I didn't really want it to happen
with this guy because he was so handsome, athletic and
muscular. Needless to say I was jealous of him and the
rapport he had with my girlfriend.
One day Marcus and I were waiting for my girlfriend to
come out of the building where we worked when he just
casually said, "You know I'm going to fuck your
girlfriend, don't you."
I was shocked and immediately went defensive, "I don't
think so," but I was shaky in my response. It was as if
he knew of my fantasies.
"You're going to watch me do it too, she has such a nice
flat tummy and I'm going to drive my black cock right up inside
there," he stated confidently.
My girlfriend arrived, ******* of what had just
transpired. I said nothing. We all went for coffee as we
had done many times before, pretending nothing had
happened. But I spent the whole time envisaging Marcus and
my girlfriend in intimate contact.
When we got home that night I was apprehensive about
telling her about what Marcus had said to me. She was such
a good friend to him and this would upset her. I decided
to keep quiet about it and see what happened. I knew my
girlfriend still loved me deeply and she wouldn't cheat
on me.
*
The next week, I was struck down with the flu. This
****** me to miss work for a few days, and while I was
well enough to go back to work on Friday, I took it off
as well to be sure. After work that Friday, she rang me
to ask if it was okay if she went for a few drinks after
work at this bar with out work mates. We often did that
so I said that was fine. But after a few hours passed I
became worried. I was about to call her when I heard the
front door opening.
I saw her she was a mess. She had been crying, her eyes
and hair was all over the place.
"Baby what's wrong?" I asked.
She started apologizing, saying that she would never do
it again.
I asked, "What is it, what did you do?"
She explained to me that she'd had quite a few drinks at
the bar and that Marcus had offered her a lift home. My
heart stopped, I thought he had fucked her. But she
continued, telling me that Marcus had made a move on her
in the car and that she had returned his kiss because of
the alcohol's affected her.
They were making out for a while, feeling each other up
and she told me that she even grabbed his cock, and that
it was huge. "It was twice as big as yours easily," she
told me. Apparently this made her realize what she was
doing and she stopped him and told him to take her home.
She said he was gentleman about it and didn't force
anything. This pissed me off because if he were a
gentleman he wouldn't make a move on my girlfriend.
"Can you forgive me baby?" she asked looking into my
eyes, "I'll never do it again, I promise." She was so
sincere in her words.
"I forgive you, but I we should stop seeing him all
together outside of work," I responded. She nodded, and
we ended up fucking each other's brains out, having the
best make up sex ever. It was so intense for me because I
had thoughts of Marcus making out with my girlfriend.
While it upset me what had happened, I still had that
spark in me, which lusted for my girlfriend to stray. It
was a fantasy though, and while it happened a bit, I was
glad it didn't fully happen. I still pretended I was
Marcus that night, which made me fuck her even harder and
gave me the best orgasm ever.
Our sexual escapade continued into the weekend, and on
Sunday night my girlfriend was moaning and screaming
while riding my cock, which by the way she was great at,
and she had her eyes closed and enjoying it when it came
out, "Oh yes, oh baby, mmmmmm, oh Marcus!" She froze.
"Baby I'm sorry," she said in a cheeky tone.
I couldn't believe it, she was fucking me and fantasizing
that I was Marcus, but the funny thing was that I was
pretending I was Marcus too. What got me was the way she
said she was sorry. She was really cutesy about it, like
she had just pinched a piece of candy from me.
"You want to screw him?" I asked plainly.
"Baby I love you, it's just that I got caught up
imagining fucking his big black cock, and Marcus's is the
biggest one I've ever seen," she responded.
"Well, do you want to fuck him?" I asked sternly.
She was quiet and said nothing, acting coy. I couldn't
believe it because I swear I thought she would say no,
and that it was just a fantasy or something like that.
The next moment changed our relationship forever. I'm not
sure why I did, but I decided to tell her.
"I've been pretending I was Marcus while I was fucking you
all this weekend, and I've had thoughts about you
sleeping with another man," I confessed. "If you want we
can invite him to dinner after work tomorrow and see what
happens." My cock was hard as nails as I told her and it
was still buried inside her.
She looked shocked but she was grinning, like she had
received a Ferrari for her birthday. "That sounds really
nice baby," she whispered. She had been thinking of
fucking him all weekend. Marcus's big cock had swayed her,
and maybe it was all part of his plan. He told me he was
going to fuck her and I was going to watch. Now it was
probably going to come true.
She fucked me for a few more seconds, before came hard
into my condom, for what was to be the last time. Maybe
she didn't want to be unfaithful to me, but there was a
part of her that was like that, that always desired to be
well and truly fucked by a real man.
