So, this is the second part of my story, and I urge anyone who hasn't read part 1 to do so before you read this part. And I hope you all enjoy my journey, and please comment your thoughts.
After Jane (In her words)had the best fucking of her life, and I will have to hope she is nice and gives me and my tiny dick a pity fuck now and then.
Pandora's box had been opened, and eventually, we would find out it can't be shut, no matter how hard you try. Now some of you might
be surprised by this, it was actually me who found it the hardest.
I had become obsessed with her words, and it wasn't jealously. I was in a constant state of arousal and humiliation. Not only that, but I had become the ultimate cuckold.
Her words regarding a pity fuck were constantly ringing in my ears. I was so excited thinking which I would rather,
To be completely humiliated and frustrated to be pussy fee for the rest of my life, OMG I would never have sex again.
The other choice would be her giving me a pity fuck whenever she was feeling nice and completely on her terms. I know she would make sure that I knew it was a pity fuck in every humiliation and embarrassing way possible.
At least this way, I would still get some sex, but I'm pretty sure I would be more frustrated this way, as I can imagine that she would let me fuck her for a minute or two and then push me off and ruin my orgasm or completely denying my orgasm.
Which ever she decides, I will be totally humiliated and frustrated. Oh my God, what is wrong with me, both ways are turning me on. Who in their right mind would like the idea, let alone be turned on by having their sex life taken away or totally ruined.
At first, it seemed like things had gone back to normal, except my mind was obsessed with her having black cock and I would try to steer pillow talk that way.
It seems she was feeling the same thing because every time she always had much more enthusiasm and would get so much wetter, and orgasm quicker.
This only made things worse for me, I was now struggling to get turned on by anything else. I had a feeling she may have started to notice.
Then one night we've been out partying, and ended up back at our house. As the party starting to wind down in the early hours of the morning.
At some point, Darren had fallen asleep on one of the sofas. After everyone left, we decided just to let Darren sleep it off until morning rather than waking him.
In bed after bringing her to orgasm with my tongue, then moving up and pushing my cock inside her very wet pussy with very little reaction from her, this had become fairly normal lately.
A normal reaction would be to get annoyed, but not me, I was turned on as I felt so humiliated. I pulled out and said for fuck's sake I can't take this anymore I really want to see you fuck Darren again, a smile came across her face What are you thinking she asked.
Why don't you put some of your sexy lingerie on, go downstairs and wake him up. Telling him I fell to sleep while you were sucking me off, horny and pissed off at me, you decide to if I was awake. Of course, I don't need to tell you what to do after that.
