When I returned, Jake and Jenna were still relaxing. I gave them their drinks but he didn't acknowledge me. Jenna spoke up, "Wait in the other room honey," she said shooting me a wink. "Oh, and take off those panties."
I left them their privacy and went and laid my panties and the marker on the bench leaving that muscle-ripped animal alone with my beautiful naked girlfriend. As it seemed appropriate, I sat on my knees and simply looked down and marveled at my tied, flaccid penis and how resigned it looked to exanimation.
As they laughed and drank, enjoying each other's company I had nothing to do but to think to myself and wonder about how I had come to this place. Had I been a born cuckold? Was I just waiting all this time to be exposed for what I was? Was this my destiny?
I was remembering all of my old girlfriends back in high school. All of them had ended in romantic as well as sexual failures. At the time, all the romantic failures seemed unique, but looking back now, there was a pattern. I could see it now. I would be unsure of myself, I would lash out at the girl, and then she would cheat on me. It seemed have happened over and over.
The sexual failures sort of went hand in hand. Inability to achieve an erection, premature ejaculation, selfish once-and-done squirts, they all produced the same thing; unfulfilled girlfriends. This would continue the cycle of me lashing out. I was posing as something I wasn't.
For the guys, it was similar. I commanded no respect. I had lost every fight I had ever been a part of. I was mocked openly, which only made me lash out in beta frustration. Again, I was posing.
Then came Jenna. She was very patient with me. She was able to cool my fire. She was also able to handle my beta outbursts. She was also good at working with my sexual inadequacies without hurting my feeling outright. Had she seen the beta cuckold in me from the start? Mrs. Anderson told me that it was written all over me.
Where they both right? Was I to be locked beta cuckold? "Maybe they were just messing with me," I thought, "This is just some mind-fuck and I can do the same thing this Jake guy can do?" Then again, I was in chastity, I had seen Jenna fucked and hadn't done a thing to stop it, and somehow I had actually eaten this guy's cum. Is that what I secretly wanted to do to all the guys that had cucked me in the past? What the hell was going on?
My mind snapped back to the present as I saw them come into view beneath the shower-head. Jenna had her arms around his neck as they exchanged smiles and kisses. It looked like they were ready for another round.
As he went in to kiss her neck, Jenna smiled and me and pointed to the ground. I quickly scurried up to them and got back on my knees. The shower room was hot and full of steam. Jake grabbed Jenna tight as they made out and then hoisted her up into his arms. She wrapped her legs around him.
I sat below these two prime specimens of the human form as they embraced. Both of their fit bodies looked amazing. It it wasn't my girlfriend, I would think that they make an amazing pair.
I could see that his cock had become engorged and rock hard again. The looked each other in the eye as he lower her soft pussy right to the thick tip of his cock. She looked at him with hunger and excited anticipation as he held his cock right at her entrance.
He gave a wicked grin as he slowly lowered her onto him. Jenna opened her mouth and eyes in expectant silence as she processed the massive intrusion to her body. He was skewering my girlfriend right in front of me and she loved it.
Once her pussy became acclimated to him, he started to lift her up and down gliding her on his healthy cock. She let out passionate moans as she took every inch of him. I looked up from below and saw how stretched she was and was dumbfounded at her pliability. That had never been an issue with us.
The looked in each other eyes with an animalistic passion that was blowing my mind. He held her close as he lifted her up and down, penetrating her over and over. At times, it became too much to see my girlfriend treated like whenever the reality of the moment came into focus. Other times, I would marvel at his ability to fuck like I always wished I could.
Suddenly, he lifted her completely off of his cock. She let out a loud gasp as he exited her. He put her back onto the ground, but only to push her front against the wall of the shower. He pulled up behind her and reached under between her legs. In a slightly rough and commanding manner, he pushed her legs apart and cocked her hips so that her pussy was lifted for him and her face and chest were pressed firmly against the wall. She closed her eyes as I saw him grab her head and hold it fast in place. He lowered his hips a bit to get his cock in place to enter her from behind.
