Get Busy Cleaning, Cuck

You had plans for tonight. You were going to reclaim your girlfriend after she'd been with another guy. You were going to take her to your bedroom, strip her of that sweater and that sexy little skirt, and you were going to slide your cock into her pussy and pound her wildly until you both had a blissful orgasm.

She has other plans, though. You see, the sex she had tonight was better than the sex she has with you. In fact, the guy that fucked her puts you to shame. He makes you seem like the cuck that you are.

She came harder with him that she's ever cum before, and not just with you. With any man. He puts them all to shame.

So, when you move to take her to your bedroom, she stops you.

"What's wrong?" you ask.

She smiles and sits in the white chair in the corner of your living room. "There's nothing wrong. In fact, everything is right. Tonight was fucking perfect. Tonight, I got fucked by a god of a man that made me feel things no man has ever made me feel."

She spreads her legs and smiles.

"I'm just not interested in letting you spoil the pleasure I experienced tonight. I don't want your dick anywhere near my pussy. Instead, I want your tongue in me."

"What?"

She pulls her skirt up. "I let him cum in me the second time he fucked me. It was so good the first time that I couldn't resist when he asked to fuck me bareback. I let him. By the end of it I was begging him to cum in me. I fucking begged him to blow his load in my pussy."

This isn't what you wanted. This isn't what you had planned.

"Now, you're going to come over here, get on your fucking knees, and eat his load out of me," she says. "And you're going to do it while stroking that little dick of yours."

You look down at your stiff cock. It's not small, is it? You've never been told it's small. It's at least average, right?

"Right now," she says.

She looks so beautiful. She's being so decisive. She's so fucking sexy. You go to her. You fall to your knees. Then the smell of sex hits your nose. It's potent. It's incredible, in fact. You feel a strange sense of lust surround you. It's unexpected. It's driven by a desire to be closer to her pussy. You lean in. You inhale deeply. The smell of sex is even stronger.

For some reason you want to taste her, to taste the pussy that another man fucked tonight, that another man came inside of tonight.

"Do it," she says.

You extend your tongue. You push it inside her. You taste her. You taste her messy, cum-filled pussy. It's awful, and yet there's something so hot about it.

"Oh, fuck," she says before moaning. "That's it, baby. Clean him out of me. Clean the cum he shot so deep in my cunt. This is your role from now on. This is what you get to do when he fucks me."

"Can I fuck you afterwards?" you ask.

She guides your mouth back to her pussy. "No, you can't. Only real men get to fuck me now, and you're not a real man. Not compared to him. You're the man that asked me to cuck you. You're the man that's licking someone else's cum out of me and getting off on it. So no, you don't get to fuck me anymore. You get to eat my pussy after someone else has blown his load inside me."

You stroke your cock like she told you to. It feels good. It feels really fucking good. You swallow the cum you lick out of her. That feels good too.

Maybe you're not a real man. Maybe you're a cuck. Maybe this is what you were always meant to do. Maybe you're insanely lucky that you met a girl like her. Maybe this is what you want your sex life to be from now on.