Conditioned to be a Cuckold

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Laurie was sitting with her friends, so I sat a few rows behind her with some of my friends. After the game, I asked Laurie if we could go and talk.

She was standing with her girlfriend Sandy, and Laurie said, “well, I wanted to congratulate Greg on his team’s win, could we do it afterwards?”

Since there were others around, I said, “sure, call me later.”

Laurie promised to call me later that night. I waited and waited for Laurie’s call. It was 11:30 pm before she called. She said that she was tired and wanted to sleep and she asked if we could get together the next day.

I told her that I needed to talk to her that night.

She cut right to the chase by asking if I was “jealous” or if I wanted to talk about Greg?

Out of sheer habit of continually denying any jealously, I continued to insist that it was not about that. Of course, it was.

Laurie eventually relented and told me to come over.

As I pulled up to her house at 11:45 pm, she ran out and jumped into my car. I drove a couple of blocks away and parked the car.

She asked what was so urgent.

I started to mumble something about us and our relationship and Laurie stopped me.

She said, “Markie, it’s obvious that despite your promises of not being jealous, you are very jealous of Greg.”

I don’t know why, but I continued to deny that it was jealousy of Greg.

Laurie called my bluff. She said, “well Mark, if you’re not jealous of Greg, do you have any idea where I’ve been for the last 2 hours?”

I admitted to her that I didn’t know.

Then came the big question, “Mark, do you really want to know where I’ve been and what I’ve been doing?” Before I had time to answer, she repeated, “do you really think you can handle it and not be jealous . . . do you really want to know?”

Then she added, “I guess if you’re really not jealous, then maybe you do want to know.”

I thought about it for a few seconds and wanting to know the extent of their relationship, I responded, “yes, I want to know.”

Laurie said to drive to the secluded section of the empty K-Mark parking lot. As soon as we got there, she said “shut the engine off.” Then Laurie sat back in her seat and asked, “one last time Markie, are you sure you want to know?” “Yes,” I replied.

“Okay, Greg took me to dinner to celebrate his win. And after dinner, he drove me back to his house because he wanted to change his clothes. Laurie continued, “I didn’t know that Greg’s parents were in New York for the week. And as soon as we got back to Greg’s house, he threw me on his couch and started kissing me.” Laurie continued her description of the prior events, “he pushed my shirt and bra up and within seconds he was sucking on my tits.”

Laurie then paused and looked down at my crotch. It was beginning to rise to attention. She couldn’t contain her smile. She continued, “Greg is obsessed with sucking on my nipples, he can go for hours.” “He sucked them until I couldn’t take it any longer and I tried to pull his head up to kiss him, just to give my tits some much needed relief.”

Laurie went on, “Greg likes to be a little rough, and before I knew it, he had pulled my skirt up to my waist and I was laying there in just my thong, with my blouse and bra pulled up around my neck.”

My penis was now standing at full salute – totally erect. Laurie noticed and starting giggling and said, “oh my God Mark, I thought for sure that my description would freak you out . . . but I’m shocked that you’re enjoying hearing about Greg attacking me!” She had her devilish look back and she chuckled at me and saying “oh my God, this is really freaky” and “I can’t believe it.” She quickly reached over, unzipped my jean, and pulled my penis out. As she starred at it in disbelief, Laurie asked, “wow, this really does turn you on, doesn’t it?”

I honestly didn’t know that the hell was happening to me. For sure, I knew that I was extremely jealous. Yet at the same time, my penis seemed to ignore my jealously because it was definitely hard as a rock.

As usual, I tried to deny my jealously so that I too could make out with Laurie. Thus, I boasted, “look Laurie, if I was jealous, would I have an erection?” Not sure what to make of the situation, Laurie exclaimed, “this is some weird shit, and I don’t know what to make of it.”

Laurie then slid over next to me and put her mouth directly next to my right ear. “Hey, you want me to keep going, don’t you?”

I didn’t say anything.

She then took her index finger and placed it just under the head of my penis, and barely touching my penis, she feathered the underside of my penis as she continued her description. “I have to admit that I love it when Greg eats my pussy, and besides, I was just glad to have his mouth off of my tender, sore nipples.”

Laurie continued whispering in my ear, while gently feathering the underside of my penis, “Greg knows exactly how to bring me to orgasm with his tongue . . . and he knows that I’m putty in his hands once he gets me going.”

I couldn’t help it, not could I explain it, but my penis was twitching almost constantly as I fought to keep from coming all over myself.

Laurie continued her description of her earlier meeting with Greg, “as soon as Greg got me off, I felt the head of Greg’s big cock at the entrance of my pussy.” She added, “I don’t know how Greg got it out so fast, but there it was pushing to try to get into my pussy.”

“Greg’s cock is so fucking big, that if I’m not really wet, and if I don’t spread my pussy lips and help get him in, he rips me and I bleed,” Laurie explained. “His cock is literally twice as big as yours.” “So rather than get ripped apart, I reached down and spread my pussy lips and helped guide his big unit slowly into me.”

Laurie sensed that I was starting to cum, so she quickly stopped rubbing my penis and grabbed the base of my penis and squeezed it really hard. She squeezed so hard that it hurt.

I yelped and said, “ouch, what are you doing?”

She said, “I don’t want you coming just yet freaker boy.” Still some cum was oozing out of the tip of my penis.

After she was confident that she’d postponed my orgasm, she scooped up the semen that had escaped from the tip of my penis and brought it to my lips. I quickly turned my head away.

Laurie then said, “Mark, if you want me to continue feathering your cock, you’ll taste your own cum . . . come on, you can do it!” I would have killed to keep her massaging my penis, so I relented and opened my mouth.

“Good boy,” Laurie praised me. It was the first time I had tasted semen.

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