1. 09. Amber, and Betraying Pearl


    Date: 7/9/2016, Categories: Cuckold, Author: GoBigCatGo, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    at reconciliation. She harrumphed herself to sleep with her sweat-pants on. It was the end of the summer, and hot and clammy in the room. The curtains formed a thin dusty beam of sunlight across my chest as I yanked down the sheet and growled at the ceiling. It had all been a pointless waste of time and my un-abated horn was making me extremely over-emotional about it. I remembered Jess, how I had to talk her out of sucking me off. Charlotte in Amsterdam – Christ that was a good blowjob – and Anne-Marie’s practiced, elegant finish. Even my pervy old Boss. None of them would have let me get into this state. I yanked my underwear off and took my swelling cock in my hand. Jerking off would sort me out for a bit but I needed – ultimately – a good fuck. Even better, the complete re-boot a sucking provided. It seemed I could hardly remember what a mouth felt like, or worse, what an enthusiastic partner felt like. I recalled Pearl’s hand job in her parent’s pool-house, how… eager it was. (My hand ran up and down my length with practiced efficiency, this wasn’t going to take long.) Even then, there was that grimace she pulled, looking down at herself covered in cum. And the irritating reticence to even kiss me after I’d gone down on her. My hand picked up its pace, and I tried not to focus on the negatives. Beautiful Mazzy appeared behind my closed eyes, licking herself from my lips. Then all those beautiful, flushed, wet, eager mounds. I sighed, now that was never a problem with ...
    Pearl; dripping wet on-demand and she could cum more times than anyone I’d ever met or heard of. I could just stroke her tits and she’d cum. We were sleeping on a train once, and she’d had an orgasm resting her head in my lap, just because my cock was hard against her cheek. I didn’t even know, she’d told me about it later. I groaned again, at the thought of Pearl’s sweet face pressed to my pent up cock, just two layers of clothing between our skin. How that had excited her so much… “Oh.” That wasn’t me. I opened my eyes, the noise had come from behind me. I spun round, and there, sitting knees-up in the chair looking like an evil doll, (un)dressed head-to-toe in black, was a girl. A beautiful girl, the double of Pearl but dark. Amber. I grabbed the sheet to me and her eyes widened. “Oh don’t stop now!” she moaned, "Look, you’ve got me going too!" She was wearing combat boots and leggings, and had pulled the latter half down her thighs. She lifted her legs, presenting her fingers, clamped to glistening, puckered out folds of bald skin. My cock was already pulsing in my hand. I felt delirious, unable to take my eyes from Amber’s fingers. My hesitation said all she wanted. Her fingers dug into her wet flesh and she gasped again. “I’m close,” she whispered, “So are you.” Without a thought, I threw the aside the sheet. That’s how I did it, destroyed my relationship with Pearl. I just tossed aside a sheet. Amber swore, eyes locked to my rubbing as I watched her curl a finger into ...
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