Kelly was on the floor, a used mess. I had just let Ken use the first girl I loved as a sexual release.
This is usually where the cuck awakening happens right? Not for me. It isn't always like it is online. I was still trying to understand what happened here, was I cheated on? Why did I watch?
That night I couldn't sleep. Kelly was next to me. His handprints on her ass, hickeys on her neck. What was wrong with me? I always knew I was passive. But I let a friend walk all over me, and I liked it. So much so if Kelly was awake I'd have fucked her right then. But I opted for a wank in the bathroom. Replaying the events before cumming and feeling more shame.
After a sleepless night, me and Kelly spoke about it. She felt awful, she was lost in the moment and when I didn't protest, she assumed I was okay with it. She promised me she didn't like Ken, in fact he grossed her out. We went back and forth all day on this, until she confessed that maybe he was hot, but she'd much rather stay as my girlfriend. I believed her. Hell, I can find a girl sexy and not want to date her, why can't Kelly.
Talking to Ken was much simpler, I asked him to keep it on the down low, and he agreed. Even thanked me for the assistance, as if I lent him a shirt or something. He told me it won't happen again.
That's that. Kelly wanted to be with me, Ken wasn't going to say anything, it was just a crazy alcohol fuelled night.
After a midday nap I awoke to meet some friends for drinks, Ken and Kelly Included. This is when I realised escaping the realities of last night was not going to be simple.
"Tom! You need to calm down! I know you love Kelly but look at her!" Ann, a close friend of Kelly said to me.
Referencing the hickey on Kelly's neck. I felt myself blush, Kelly nervously smiled, Ken smirked. Kelly, wearing a V neckline t-shirt that showed her chest off.
"It's probably those huge tits you were hiding Kelly!" Said Ann, feeling them. It was playful, two girl friends messing around.
Then Ken noticed. Sliding his hand under Kelly's breast and cupping it in front of everyone.
"36E right?" He said.
Kelly laughed brushing his hand away. Ann called him a perv, I just smiled. Another friend looked at me as if it say *You cool with this Tom?*. I wasn't, I don't think. But I faked a smiled and shrugged it off.
"He's just messing around!" I said trying to downplay Ken's antics. Not realising what I was normalising.
The night went on. I was back in my shameful horny turmoil. Between the friends I noticed how Kelly wasn't the shy girl in the group now, she was now seen as hot! it was now fair game to comment on her body, or playfully poke and even feel her.
Ken got more drunk, but It was when he told Kelly to hold his cigarettes, and placed them between her cleavage that I found the need to talk to him.
I asked him again about keeping things quiet. He promised he would, and assured me he wasn't trying to take Kelly from me or anything. All the touching was horsing around, being buddies he said.
"Besides! Now I broke my dry streak I'm sure I'll find a girl here tonight!" Seemed he returned to his cocky self, I was glad.
But I couldn't help feel seeing him feel her breasts and slide stuff down her top wasn't a little thrilling. Those urges from last night re-emerging. As was the pit of shame in my belly. The more I felt excitement, the more I hated myself. It was confusing.
I asked Kelly to leave early. We got home to my dorm and spoke a little more about the others feeling her up. Kelly said it wasn't a big deal. I wanted to tell her it hurt me, but I think part of me also liked it a little. But I couldn't. She told me it was playful as Ken described. That was all that was said about that.
It was 1am when we heard the front door open, Ken was home alone. 20 minutes later I received a text.
*Ken: you guys awake?*
I felt my pulse raise.
*Me: yeah lol why?
Ken: struck out tonight :(
Me: damn!
Ken: was gonna ask something
Me: what?*
I showed Kelly and we worried he was asking for a repeat of last night. That was not going to happen, Kelly was not in the mood for sex anyway. Neither was I, but that was starting to change as I felt my cock stiffen when I heard my phone beep.
Ken: I know I said last night won't happen again, but I'm kinda struggling right now, been stroking since I get home and can't finish.
"He can't be serious!" I said to Kelly.
"Didn't you say you spoke to him? And that he felt bad?" Kelly replied. No longer slumbering in bed half asleep, now sitting up alert. Wearing the same v neck from earlier, no bra, and black cotton panties.
"I did! He said he wouldn't make a move on you!."
"Well... he didn't actually ask for sex." She replied, was she, taking his side?
"What else could that mean?" I said. She paused.
"You don't want to start a fight over a misunderstanding, tell him how you feel?"
Maybe she was right. He is probably still hurting over the ex. Was I being paranoid?
*Me: that sucks but I'm not sure how I feel about last night you know?*
I noticed Kelly was almost as anxious as me as we waited for his reply.
*Ken: don't think about it so much, it got a little out of hand sure. I just need a little hand. Only if you're cool with it.*
"Is he asking for a handjob?" Kelly asked. I hated how her saying that made me feel. Good and bad.
"Well, a hand job isn't sex is it?" I sheepishly replied.
*Me: a handjob?*
*Ken: that would be great!*
Me and Kelly froze. Did we just agree to it? It seemed our question was taken as an offer.
"I guess if you don't mind. It would shut him up." She said. Did she want to jerk him off? Did she just want to get him off our back and this was the best way?
"no sex right?" I replied. God I was pathetic. So scared to tell either of them no. But in my mind I saw him not fucking her as a win. Or maybe that's what I told myself.
"What about after I come back and WE do it?" Kelly whispered into my ear. Her body felt hotter now as she kissed my cheek, her hand on my leg.
"Fuck...okay okay be quick!" I smirked.
I watched Kelly walk to the door, her long slim legs, her tight little ass. Her bra less bouncing breasts. Watching her leave to jerk off Ken, I told myself how good this was. How I was in control tonight, How sexually liberated this was, maybe one day this will be me, Kelly and another girl! Pure denial. I lay in that bed cradling my swollen cock thinking about what Kelly was doing in Ken's room.
I wish I saw what happened in that room. But I felt wrong for disturbing them. I tried to press my ear to the wall, nothing. I felt a wet spot of pre-cum form in my boxers. My hand grasped my bulge as I closed my eyes. Thinking of Ken's face in her chest. His hands peeling off her panties. I was no longer acting on logic, my hand slipped into my underwear, gripping my leaking cock.
I began to jerk myself off, sitting on the end of my bed alone in the dark room with Kelly a room over. Why was being *away* from my girlfriend turning me on MORE!
It made no sense, my body was taken over by impulse. I felt something on my foot, her clothes from the previous night. Picking up the purple silk panties she wore took me back to that night. I held them to my face inhaling Kelly's scent as I recalled seeing Ken rip them off. The essence was potent, enough to make me shudder, I felt my sensitive cock head twitch, shooting a load of cum out suddenly with the image of Kelly bent over my lap as Ken fucked her imprinted on my brain.
*FUCK!*
In a panic, I mopped up my quickly cooling load from my thigh using Kelly's panties. Trying to collect my thoughts through the sound of my heartbeat pounding in my ears. Kelly had only been out of the room for 10 minutes and look at me.
I wasn't even sure we'd be able to fuck now..... lucky for me Kelly hadn't returned and I had some time to think about what was wrong with me.
I wasn't this turned on in sex, or watching porn. I could jerk all day at 15, and though Kelly was my first I could go for at least 20 minutes on a bad day. 1hour at the longest. But 10 minutes of whatever this was was making me cum harder than ever before.
The sound of Ken's door opening snapped me out of my panic.
I expected Kelly to come in any second, so I shoved her cum stained panties down the side of the mattress as I lay down. I heard Kelly enter the bathroom, the heard the tap running and the sound of Kelly brushing her teeth.
*didn't she brush her teeth when we got home!?*
As I begun to wonder what happened she entered the room. She looked the same, from what I could see in the dark room.
"Hey...still awake?" She whispered.
Her voice was soft, and the way she slid into the bed, he hand rubbing up my leg, crawling over to me. She didn't ...seem like she just got fucked.
"Yeah, I'm awake."
I turned to her, my hand on her leg as I slid it up to make sure her panties were still on. Thank god they were I thought but....
"Oh!" I muttered.
As I felt her cotton panties, massaging the fabric covering her mound, I felt how soaking wet she was.
"I'm ready for you Tommy!" She whimpered.
