If you're coming to this coming from my other work, you may be hoping for another character driven story with lots of respect and affection underneath all the kinks. There is none of that here. This is pure smut.
Warnings: There is cuckolding, humiliation, cum play and (indirect?) cum eating in this story. There is no happy ending. You've been warned!
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Scarlett entered her and Ben's room, immediately looking in her closet.
Ben lay on the bed, cock in his hands. "Hey!" he said, with nervous energy.
"Oh! Hey," she said, as if she was surprised he was there. "He wants the Tifa outfit again," she said, pulling down her sweatpants.
Ben felt his own cock twitch as her big ass was revealed in lacy panties. "Oh. He really likes that one, huh," he said, trying to sound casual.
"For sure," she said with a smile. She pulled up the skirt that didn't quite cover her ass- you could easily see the bottoms of each cheek below the skirt's fabric.
"You, uh. You guys sure have been going at it hard today," said Ben.
She laughed. "Yeah, he's insatiable. I guess I am a bit too." She was checking her makeup in the mirror.
"Uh, Scarlett?"
"Mm?"
"Do you think you'd want to... spend the night here? In our room? Tonight?"
She looked over, her eyes surprised, then pitiful. "Aw, honey. You know I can't. Besides, I already promised Ray a few things tonight."
"A few things?"
"Mmhmm. You know. A few different outfits, a few different positions. And I told him I'd suck his dick while he played League of Legends tonight."
Ben's cock twitched several more times in his hands. He couldn't help it, slowly giving his small shaft a couple of jerks.
Her eyes were still full of pity. She walked over to their bed, sitting next to him. "Besides, you don't really want me to sleep here, do you?" she asked him mischievously, leaning down towards his face, enveloping him in her intoxicating smell. "Do you really want me here next to you? Or would you prefer to... listen?"
Ben undoubtedly felt conflicted, but he could feel his perverse, horny side winning out. He jerked faster.
"Do you want me to get fucked by you, my boyfriend, with your little dick, feeling your little taps against my big ass while you fuck me from behind... Or should I get fucked by your roommate, and you can hear me scream on his big dick? Hmm?" She leaned in, her big lips with perfect red lipstick only inches from his mouth, her big tits pressing against him. "Hmm? What do you really want? You want me all to yourself- seeing my bored face while you fuck me missionary, filling me with your little spurts of cum in two minutes? Or do you want to press your ear against the wall while you get to hear me scream? Having to just imagine what it looks like, seeing a big cock getting stuffed into my tight little pussy, seeing my big ass bounce on-"
Ben grunted, cumming shooting a couple small shots of cum over his own stomach.
She smiled, giggled. "I thought so." She gave him a kiss- not sexy, just a peck of affection. She didn't give him sexy kisses anymore. "I'll see you soon!"
She walked out in her skimpy outfit- the one she wore for Ray.
Ben came down from the high of his orgasm, studying the ceiling of his room. How did this happen? How had he lost control like this? And why did it turn him on so much?
He thought back to that day when it all started- back when he and Scarlett were just a normal couple, with a dorky, shy roommate named Ray...
***
"I think," said Scarlett, eyes shining with humor and pride, "I was a warrior queen in a past life or something."
Ben laughed. They were in the elevator on the way up to their apartment. They had just gotten back from a date night together- this time, they had tried axe throwing. Scarlett had been almost frighteningly good at it. Ben had been... less so.
"Believe me," replied Ben with a smirk, "Next time we're chopping trees down together, I will avoid saying anything to piss you off."
"Was that sass?"
"Never."
Scarlett shook her head, smile still stuck to her face. "Be careful. I may buy an axe just to have around the apartment. Besides, you're just mad you didn't get a single bullseye."
"I think my axes were broken, or something. You paid someone at that place to give me trick axes."
Scarlett blinked, thinking back. "Weren't we throwing the same axes?"
Ben only pretended to think. "No comment."
Scarlett hit his arm playfully, snickering. Ben smiled back at her. He took a moment, as he often did, to appreciate his beautiful girlfriend. A brunette with hair just past her shoulders, she was usually almost as tall as he was- though in her heels tonight, she was exactly his height. Her blue eyes seem to always shine with a playful energy, and her full lips were often twisted in a smile. Her body drew the most attention, with a beautiful figure she kept hidden most of the time- except on date nights. Tonight, she wore a tight dress that easily showed off the shape of her full, heart shaped ass. And her dress was cut low to show off what most would say were her best assets: those large tits of hers, which the dress pressed together, creating a spectacular line of cleavage.
God bless date nights, thought Ben as his eyes traced down the v of her dress.
Scarlett caught his eyes, and smiled. "Something distracting you?"
"Let's just say I'm eager to get home and in bed."
She laughed, but this time, it was more soft and seductive. "What, tired from our big night out?"
"Hmm. If I say yes to that, can we go right to bed?"
The elevator reached the floor, opening for them. She took his hand, leading him down towards their door. "Only if you call me your warrior queen," she said, looking over her shoulder at him. Her voice was still seductive, but held a bit of humor.
Ben took the opportunity to drink in that ass of hers as she led him down the hall. "I will call you whatever you want if you keep the dress on."
She smiled as she put the key in the door, opening it. "You like it that much?"
"You seriously have no idea what you d--"
They walked in, and turned the corner to reveal their common room. Suddenly they found themselves face to face with the last thing they expected. It utterly and completely stopped their conversation in its tracks.
Lying on the couch was their roommate, Ray. Ray, who they often described to their friends as the gentle giant, was a large guy who worked in IT. He was reserved, nerdy and completely shy around Scarlett, and often spent most nights alone in his room on his computer.
Here he was, lying on the couch with his sweatpants pulled down to his thighs, jerking his cock at an almost alarming rate. Both Ben and Scarlett froze in their tracks, jaws dropping, completely shocked.
Three things hit them very quickly: first, sweet and shy Ray had a huge cock. Even for his large size and in his large hands, it was massive, drawing even more attention to it as it was glistening in precum. Ben only looked for a second before he forced his eyes elsewhere, but Scarlett's eyes stayed glued to it.
The second thing they noticed very quickly was that Ray was clearly and obviously dead asleep. He did not react to their entering the room, even though they had done so quite loudly, and his eyes seemed glazed over as he pumped his big cock.
