"What My GF Sent Me!" - Cuckcold Confession

Dana texted me several selfies of her naked self lifted in the arms of Andre, my best friend, who’s been her lover since the month began. Andre, too, was naked with his cock dangling between his legs like a sleeping snake. If you were me, you would be mouthing off outrageous expletives while staring aghast at the disgusting photo woman sent you. But it's a good thing you aren’t me, because that was the last thing I would ever want to do.

Instead I left my office and hurried down the corridor to present the photo to my buddy. I’d already shared with Steve this news about sharing my girlfriend/fiancee with a close friend. Steve thought I was kidding initially, but his countenance changed when I revealed numerous photos and short videos of Andre fucking Dana in my presence. There is one video of Andre ejaculating on our faces, though I’m reluctant to reveal that to Steve out of fear he might have a heart attack if he sees it.

I knocked on Steve’s door before entering. It was lunch break, so I knew he would be in office relaxing; Steve doesn’t usually like leaving his office during lunch. He  sat upright as he noted the excitement on my face, possibly thinking it was something serious.

“You’re not going to believe what Dana just sent me,” I came around his desk to showed him.

Steve’s eyes widened like a pair of binoculars, then immediately turned to disgust. I went to shut his door to ensure we were alone together.

“My God, Aaron, you’re going down the deep end, for sure,” he muttered.

“If only you know how excited it’s got me. And there's something else you ought to know, and you’re about the first to know it.” I reached into my jacket pocket and unearthed a small velvet box. I opened it to reveal the diamond ring encrusted inside. “I’m gonna propose to her today.”

Steve gave me a look of horror. He looked at the photos of Dana lusting over Andrea, and then at the engagement ring.

“Please tell me this isn't real, Aaron. tell me this is some fucking nightmare I'm having and what you're showing me isn't fucking real!”

“It’s as real as day, Steve. And fuck no, none of this is a dream," I blubbered, still engrossed in my excitement. “I’ve thought about it immensely, and I’m damn sure that Dana is the right woman for me.”

“Damn right if you want to get your heart broken in pieces. The fuck are you doing? She’s out there cheating on you, and you’re here sweating love and wanting to marry her?”

“It’s not cheating if I already know about it, Steve,” I explained. “Besides, Andre is my close buddy, and though I haven’t told you this, it was I who begged him to fuck Dana in the first place.”

“You what!”

I gestured at him to be quiet, glanced behind to ensure the door was still locked, before turning back to him.

“I've explained much of it to you before, Steve,” I said patiently. “It’s a sort of kink thing that Dana and I have—I love watching her flirt with other men, and what better way to keep her than letting my buddy screw her when I’m not around. it’s really a win-win for both of us.”

“How is it a win-win for you when you’re here earning a living while she's doing whatever with your so-called buddy? Explain that part for me, Aaron.”

“You’re just gonna have to trust me when I say that it is, Steve. I can't go deep into specifics, or else we'll be here all day talking. I’m going to present this to her when I get home.”

Steve recognised the contentment on my face and knew he wasn’t going to talk me out of my intentions.

“Well, I’m happy for you, Aaron,” he said. "Do whatever makes you happy, I guess. let me know how things go, or in case you need a shoulder to cry on later.”

I thanked him for his concern, pocketed back the engagement ring, then left his office back to mine.

I called Dana hours later to let her know I was on my way home. She said she was home waiting. I ended the call and smiled inwardly; I was looking forward to surprising her with what I carried in my pocket.

I let myself into my apartment and found Dana making dinner in the kitchen. Andre was taking a shower. I was glad he hadn’t left as I also wanted him to know about my intentions. I hung my jacket and dropped my briefcase before sitting in the kitchen with her until Andre joined us.

Andre and I chatted about how our day had been while Dana served our meal; she sat between us while we ate. Andre had a spare key to our apartment and could spend the night however he wanted. I usually preferred having him around than for Dana to go across town to his place where I wouldn’t get to watch them together; the way I had as much fun watching them and could partake in their fun when I wanted.

I got out of my clothes and took a shower. Dana and Andre were half naked and frolicking in bed by the time I came out, dripping water down my legs. My penis grew hard as I quickly dried myself while watching them kiss and fondle. Dana slid her hand into Andre’s shorts and began stroking his meat. Andre rested on his back while Dana knelt beside him to attack his cock with her mouth. Her hair fell over her face and I came over and swept them back; she had never looked so enchantingly beautiful than when she’s slobbering over Andre’s cock as she was doing. I discarded my towel and settled beside them while stroking my penis.

Dana mounted Andre and he spread her ass cheeks while she fitted his shaft right where it ought to go. She straddled him and exhaled a yearning ‘Aaahhhh’ sigh, and began jerking her hips to take more of him. I came on the bed and drew my face closer to Dana’s butt. It’s always an amazing sight watching the curves of her butt rise and fall on Andre’s thighs. Also to marvel at his girth stretching my girlfriend’s pussy, and seeing her cum juice milk his cock in response to them fucking.

It is this aspect that I cannot ever explain to my friend regarding why I love to watch Dana and Andre have sex: there is incredible pleasure to be had when watching them together as opposed to if she was fucking me. The sight of them fucking makes me stay hard longer, and whenever I jerk off, the satisfaction is immeasurable compared to if she were screwing me. I’m hopeful that someday I would invite Steve over to see what it is what I’m enjoying. Hopefully that would give him a completely different perspective on our relationship. And who knows, maybe he, too, might be enthusiastic enough to apply a similar approach to his own relationship with his wife.

Dana and Andre switched places later, and and she got on her elbows and knees so that Andre could fuck her doggy-style. I crawled underneath her to enjoy the sight of Andre’s cock slamming her hard unclose; cum juice repeatedly dripped from her cunt and splattered on my face, and I loved it.

I then remembered my engagement ring, and went to fish it out of my jacket’s pocket, then returned and presented it to Dana while she was still getting plugged. Her eyes widened with stunned surprise, and she uttered a throaty gasp that I couldn’t tell if it was in response to my surprise or whether Andre had hit her right spot.

"Oh my God!” Dana gasped. “Really?”

Andre stopped to ask, “Seriously, bro?”

I smiled and nodded, then addressed Dana, “Will you marry me, babe? Be my ever-loving slutwife.”

Dana smiled back and yelled, “FUCK YES!”

I had an apt idea. I took the ring out of the box and laid it on her butt, then told Andre what I’d like him to do.

Andre laughed and resumed fucking Dana, harder and vicious this time. I held onto Dana, who whimpered and yelled her announcement of impending climax. Andre was nearing his, too, as I suspected from the sweat-filled intensity on his face. He pulled out of Dana at the last minute and jerked his cock over her butt. He splashed semen on her butt, taking aim for my engagement ring. The ring got drenched in his semen. I took the ring and then slipped it between Dana’s finger, and then I licked the semen off the ring.

That was how my girlfriend and I became one with my friend as our bond.