Author's note:
I recategorized this story as I realized there was a voyeur category which I guess is more suitable for a cuckold story like this. I wrote this just to dip my toe in this category, to challenge myself. If you don't like this type of story, please don't read any further. I have plenty of other stuff both published and coming along, and this is likely a rare occasion where I write within this particular fetish.
Also, huge thanks to Grandeman and Violett for all the help provided. Both gave tremendous feedback and held my hand through it all.
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A sort of calm feeling had set itself over our small suburban house the next morning as we ate our breakfast. Cass and I exchanged glances and shared laughs, eating our oats. Thinking back. We didn't say much at first. We just sat in an almost newlywed kind of state, as we had just walked through the door of a new chapter of our lives. It was such an unusual series of events that had led us to that very new chapter.
It was Saturday, and we had nowhere in particular to be. The hotel only demanded Cass' efforts a few times a month, and the pantry was a few times a week. But not today. Just as well, we certainly needed that extra day to come to grips with the recent discoveries we'd made about each other.
"We should talk," Cass said. I looked abruptly up at her. Those words were death.
"Sorry, I didn't mean it like that," Cass said, chuckling.
"Right," I answered, my heart rate somewhat starting to calm again. For now.
"Just... I wanna understand how you're okay with this?"
I sat thinking for a bit, trying to find a good way to answer. Not only to answer in such a way to let her know I was perfectly fine but also to have her understand what the fuck my brain was all about. It was weird after all, so to make sense of such a kink demanded some thought.
"It's like I said. The act of doing something taboo. We're playing with fire, but with unwavering love and trust with each other. So it's a fire that we contain. And it's something we're doing together, which is important. As long as we're
both
involved it's perfectly fine to explore a little. And I can tell you find it pretty fun too. Or exciting perhaps."
"I guess it has rubbed off on me. Or maybe we simply share the same fantasy and found out together. But I don't understand... How are
you
involved? I sucked Neil's cock without you anywhere. And the whole denial thing? You're not involved in that, that's the whole point, no?"
"That's the thing though, I am there. Maybe not in person, but I'm still there. You're telling me about the... event. About the things you deny me. Even filming it. Keeping me in the loop of things."
"I guess. Did you watch the video then?" Cass asked, turning on her sensual voice. I slapped my forehead. After we made love last night or fucked like wild animals more like, I had passed out.
Cass of course saw my reaction.
"Ah. Well well then, Isaac. I guess I'll hold on to it then. Keep it for a rainy day," Cass teased, seeing how I would react to further denial and teasing, even after all that had happened. "How about I'll give it to you tomorrow so you can enjoy it when I'm working at the pantry? They needed some extra folks for some deliveries."
"Fuuuck, why can't I watch it now?" I almost pouted.
"Nah, I'm good. Let's go for a run instead!"
Though I was dying for that video, I let it rest. For Cass' sake. The rest of the Saturday in general was spent relaxing. Cass didn't do any photos, and I didn't nag about it either. If she needed a break, I was sure to give her one. Instead, we cozied up on the couch and watched some sitcoms, detoxing the stress of the past week.
Come Sunday, I woke up with the hardest morning wood, excited to finally get around to watching the video of Cass literally getting used like a fleshlight by Neil. I wondered how I'd react seeing it. I had heard and been close by when it happened, and even seen a picture of that vile thing across her face. But seeing it made it more real. That being said, I was truly more excited than anxious.
Cassandra just emerged from the bathroom after doing her morning routine, seeing me laying in bed with an obvious tent from my cock.
"Someone woke up in a good mood?" Cass said, smiling devilishly at me. "Why, is it because of a certain video?"
"Yes. Give!" I said eagerly.
"What tape was that again?"
"Cass..."
"What if I deleted it?" Cass said, looking me straight in the eyes.
My heart skipped a beat. Would she really take the denial that far? I sure as fuck hoped not, I was dying to see what happened in that car. Cass laughed seeing the pain across my face.
"I'm teasing. Though, I am truly confused by which video you're so excited for. Care to remind me?" Cass asked, feigning confusion.
"Wha- The video where you..." I started, trailing off.
"Say it, I need you to say it."
"The video... where you suck Neil's dick!" I exclaimed, having to shove the words out of my mouth.
"
Huge
dick, but I'll let it slide," Cass corrected and picked up her phone. "Check your Google Drive."
I picked up my phone, slightly confused. My Google Drive? I searched around and found a newly shared folder. "Cass' Adventures." Inside the folder were all her pictures, with captions and all. All the video files too. Including the newest one. Here goes nothing.
As I clicked the video, Cass climbed into bed and snuggled up to me, wanting to watch it with me seemingly. Maybe she hadn't seen it herself and wondered how it had turned out.
The loading screen circled itself a few times then the video started.
"Here," I heard Cass' voice.
The camera showed the grotesque face of Neil as Cass handed him her phone. Neil turned the camera down towards his even more grotesque, monstrous cock. Veins were bulging hard through the condom as it was sloppily laid out from his jumpsuit, which he had slipped down to his ankles. Neil was throbbing in anticipation of what came next.
Next Cass's face came into view as Neil reached over to grab the back of her head and shove her hard down into his lap. At this angle, the camera could only capture the top of her head when she disappeared down towards his cock. The mop of black curls seemed to stop for a small moment, only to finally descend, emanating a loud groan from Neil.
Neil's hand then slowly started to force the mop of hair further down, forcing out some gagging sounds.
"Can't get that far down, can you? Is my big white cock too much for ya? You truly don't do this often, huh?" Neil crassly said, criticizing her. Fuck, this dude was lucky enough to get Cass' into his car and to blow him, and here he sat and degraded her dick-sucking skills?
I looked over at the present Cass. She was biting her lip, absentmindedly grinding her hand at herself, masturbating to the video of her getting used. I realized at that moment she found it hot how ruthless Neil was with her. Forcing his cock into her mouth and then talking like that to her. More or less humiliating her. It certainly was nothing I'd ever do. Perhaps that's why it turned me on? And her?
