NOTE: This is a self-contained story that is planned to be part of a larger tale. The story includes cheating, cuckolding, light race play (WMAF), light humiliation, and a bit of chastity play. The story also includes the forgiveness and "redemption" of a cheater. This version has been edited to corrected typos and other errors. Thank you to my early reviewers who pointed out that I needed to fix these.
Lin had her eyes closed and mouth open in a series of silent moans, her black hair flowing through the air as she rode Bryce for the second time that night. Lin's sweat glistened in the moonlight as she lifted her body once more over Bryce's muscular form, while Rob desperately craved for the chance to lick that sweat off her body. Rob couldn't help but stare at Lin's beautiful B-cup breasts, her pert nipples hypnotically bouncing up and down to the rhythm of the music playing in the background. They were a welcome sight that kept Rob from indulging in his urge to compare his healthy but unremarkable body to Bryce's muscular physique.
"Ohhh... yeah, fuuuuck, yes, yes, yes!" At that final yell, Lin shifted her almond eyes from Bryce and looked straight into Rob's eyes with a wicked, knowing smile. Bryce, apparently offended at this break-off in eye contact, suddenly grabbed at Lin's sides with his large, powerful hands. Bryce pushed Lin's firm ass deep onto his cock as his powerful hips thrust into Lin and finally brought her to her third orgasm of the day. As Lin's throes of pleasures receded, Bryce grunted with an animalistic yell, and hot cum erupted into Lin. Rob found himself admiring Bryce's stamina once more, agreeing with Lin's sentiment that Bryce was the perfect bull for them.
Lin collapsed on Bryce and then slid towards the side of the bed. "Mmm... ooohhh... wonderful. Robbie, my love, come here and finish me up, but be gentle. I'm pretty sure Bryce gave me some bruises." Rob's ears perked up at Lin's calling of his name and quickly joined the couple at the side of the bed. Without a word, he brought his mouth to Lin's puffed-up lower lips and began to gently lick from bottom to top, making sure to make a full sweep across Lin's clit. Rob's cock swelled painfully against his cage, a constant reminder of the life that he and Lin had chosen for each other and fully embraced. "Mmm... yes.... Good boy, such a good boy." Rob loved hearing those words. He lived to hear those words. As Lin gently stroked his hair, his mind began to reminisce about how they had ended up in this position.
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Lin and Rob had first met at a college Asian Heritage Society party. Lin had joked that she was only half-asian and thus should only pay half-dues. Rob, who's real name was Ruo, had laughed with the kind of guffaw that made his attraction to Lin embarrassingly obvious. Rob quickly found that Lin was both a brilliant woman and a kind-hearted soul. Rob was devastated after Lin rejected him, stating that she wasn't attracted to him and would prefer to remain friends. Rob overcame his pain, however, and the pair became close friends. They shared a symbiotic friendship, where Lin would help Rob with his coursework, and Rob would provide Lin with a sympathetic ear through Lin's many breakups and brief flings.
Years later, Lin and Rob reconnected when they realized they were living in the same city. On their fourth "as friends" get-together, Lin surprised Rob with an offer to start dating. Rob hadn't expected this at all, of course, but felt more than a little pride at breaking the "asian women prefer non-asians" trend. Against all initial expectations, Lin and Rob grew close enough to eventually moved in together. Unfortunately, while Lin had the good fortune to work remotely, Rob was not so free and had to spend many late hours at the office. Still, Rob came to find that the highlight of many days were when he arrived home to the sound of Lin's lo-fi, coding music. Whenever he wasn't stuck in the office, he would bring home dinner from one of their favorite restaurants and the two would happily eat a meal together before cuddling in bed or even make love if Rob had the energy for it.
And so it was, on a particular day, Rob had found himself able to leave work due to a site-wide power outage. Rob was thrilled at being to see Lin for almost the entire day and decided to surprise her by picking up what Lin had once described as "the best fucking falafels in the city." As he returned to the apartment door, however, he was surprised by the loud death metal music coming from their apartment... certainly not the standard Lo-Fi fare that Rob was accustomed to.
Rob smiled at himself, and found it funny that Lin would hide a preference for death metal from him. She probably got the taste for it from his best friend, Bryce, who insisted on playing it in his gym despite it turning away more than a few customers. Admittedly, Rob had once expressed dislike for the genre, but he'd have been happy to listen to it if that was what she had actually preferred. Hoping to catch her banging her head, Rob quietly opened and closed the door... only to find a pair of Bryce's running shoes.
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Rob quietly took his shoes off at the entryway and slowly snuck past the half-eaten bowls of rice with some tomatoes and eggs on the side. Rob continued his slow pace towards his bedroom. The squeaks of the bedframe grew painfully louder as Rob unmistakably walked towards their bedroom. As he peered into the doorway, he saw Lin, the love of his life, silently moaning in pleasure under Bryce's powerful thrusts. The black tattoo of a raging bull on Bryce's shoulder was unmistakable... Rob had seen the beast many times in their gym sessions, noting that the bull looked like it was turning its head back and forth as Bryce moved his broad, powerful shoulders. Now, Bruce was watching that same bull move to the rhythm of the hard, animalistic fucking Bryce was delivering to the love of Rob's life.
Neither of them noticed Rob, in his asian-style low-fade haircut, casual grey shirt, and beige slacks. Rob peeked in from the bedroom entryway and was shocked by what he saw. Rob felt humiliation, loathing, and a deep sadness. He felt hatred and the urge to commit horrible violence on Bryce. He wanted to scream at Lin and ask her how she could betray him in so brutal a fashion. He wanted to jump out the window and end it all that very moment. Rob quietly walked back towards the living room and quietly sat on the couch as he listened to Bryce fuck his Lin.
Rob felt doubly betrayed. Bryce had been one of Rob's best friends since middle school, and he had considered it extremely good luck that Bryce was already living in the city when Rob was offered a job. Bryce was the one who helped Rob move into his first apartment. After Rob lost his first job, Bryce allowed Rob to stay rent-free for months in return for a bit of yard work and cleaning duty. Rob couldn't believe how great a guy Bryce was when he said, "same corporate bullshit, man... it happened to me, too. I know how smart you are and I know you'll land on your feet, just pay me back when you can." Without Bryce, Rob may have very well been forced to move back home instead of finding another job and, a month later, meeting up with Lin for the first time since college. Hell, without Bryce, Rob would never have reconnected with Lin at all. And now, this same Bryce was ramming Lin's girlfriend's brains out.
Rob heard Lin's gasps, panting, and even screams of pleasure. And as he listened, he realized (with more than a little shame) that he was getting very, very aroused. He had never heard Lin make these sounds when he was making love to Lin... these noises were alien to him. He had thought that he knew everything about Lin's behavior during sex, from her initial "come hither" smile to the moans that culminated in Lin's orgasm as Rob licked between her legs. It was a strange to think of now, as Rob listened to the rhythmic cadence of Bryce's grunts contrasted against Lin's yelps of "Yes! Yes! Yes!" Though Rob couldn't see anything in his bedroom, his mind couldn't help but picture Lin's face contorted in unparalleled joy. His imagination forced him to see Lin with her eyes closed and her mouth wide open, a smile of pure happiness across her face. Despite his best efforts, Rob could not help but feel a twinge of empathetic pleasure at knowing that Lin was experiencing this new pleasure that he himself was apparently unable to offer her.
Rob heard the cadence of the bedframe's squeaks grow louder and faster and heard Bryce and Lin's breathy moans grow faster as well. Suddenly, Rob heard Bryce scream, "AHHHHHhhhhhh... FUUUuuuuckkkk... that was good."
"Mmm..." Lin moaned. Lin then continued to talk, "yeah... thanks for coming over. I needed that cock in my life. Best stress relief ever. This new project is fucking killing me." Rob realized now that he was listening to his Lin's pillow talk with Bryce and almost felt guilty for listening in. Rob wondered if this torture would ever end.
Bryce advised, "that's why I got out of that shit years ago... I keep telling you that it doesn't matter how hard you work, they'll suck you dry."
Lin laughed at Bryce's suggestion and said, "you got a giant inheritance, bought a huge house, and turned the warehouse next door into your CrossFit gym. Hell, you're still sitting on a mountain of cash after all that. Feel free to share that with me."
