They Turned Me Into A Cuckqueen

Scott had her on all fours. She was so much smaller than he was. Scott had played football in college, and even though he had let the past few years catch up with his waistline, he still had an amazing chest and neck that I could stare at all day. I was looking at the veins that popped out when he worked out, and that was how I knew that he was really putting in work right then.

“Oh, fuck!” Melody said. “Fuck, just like that Scott. You feel so good like that.”

He grunted and began to go a bit faster. I could see them both glistening with sweat, and the sound and sight of both of them enjoying that moment was beginning to make me wet. I looked down to my underwear, and the pink number that I was wearing when we started was now almost see-through. I could make out the shape of my lips through the fabric, I was sopping right then, and each second that passed seemed to only heighten that feeling.

Melody was a girl who worked with me. She had come over for some parties that we had before, and I could see that spark between her and Scott. I knew that it was only a matter of time before this was happening. She wasn’t our first cake, and she definitely wouldn’t be the last. Scott needed this. And me? I think I needed it too. Nothing was hotter for me than seeing my man take another woman. Especially tiny little cakes like Melody. She was only around 4’11, and she had to barely weigh around 105 lbs, tops. As I watched them continue, I saw one of Scott’s hands grab a chunk of her jet black hair, and his free hand trailed around her body and grabbed her tit while continuing his fevered pace.

Scott plunged himself deep inside of her. He kept himself frozen there, holding his penis against her as his hand switched from playing with her nipple to her clit, the other hand still gripped inside of her scalp. She looked over at me and let out a gasp while he began to rub her faster.

“Oh shit… I’m coming…” she said.

Her voice sounded so delicate and frail. My husband started to pound her even harder. The noise all mixed together. His short breaths can be heard along with the slapping of their skin, and that is accompanied by her short, quiet moans from her.

“He’s amazing,” she said, looking over at me while he continued to rub her clitoris, lighter than before. Then she turned her head to the side and he leaned forward. They kissed, their tongues leaving their mouths as they lapped at one another. She definitely had a way around him. There was a distinct way she would do things that seemed to excite Scott like nothing else. It was thrilling to see, really. I wondered where they would take it next.

It didn’t take long to see. Scott pulled himself out of her and stood above her while taking a couple of steps forward. He towered over her body as she stayed on all fours, and she lifted her gaze upward, letting the tip of his penis play gently against her lips. She kissed him lightly, at first, but after a couple of seconds, I saw her eyes light up as she took him in her mouth, his balls swaying just inches above her eyeballs as he rocked his hips back and forth. Not hard, but enough to let a quarter of himself disappear and reappear from her greedy mouth.

Scott had never taken me like that. It made a little bit of trepidation begin to rise up in my chest. How come he had never done that to me?

It was as if she could read my mind. Melody looked over at me while she bobbed on his cock. It was like she was teasing me, and the weird thing about it was, I could feel my pussy begin to swell and become engorged. My fingers trailed along my clit, slowly working myself up while I looked over at them.

“Does she let you fuck her in the ass?” Melody asked.

The question shocked me. I didn’t really expect her to one, point out my presence while they were fucking, and two, that she would present such a lewd act as casually as she did. I felt my eyelids pop open and I looked over at Scott to see what he would say. He looked from her to me, his gaze changing from one face to another, mine bringing out confusion, while her’s brought about… lust.

“Never… She says I am too big.”

“Oh, baby…”

Melody turned then, taking him into her mouth and lathering him up with her tongue. He took his balls into her mouth and began to lap at them while jerking off his hard member. After a half-minute of this, she let go of him and let his club rest on her face while she sucked on his left testicle hard.

“I brought some Astro Glide. It’s in my purse. Let me lather you up and then you can fuck my asshole. Does that sound good, Daddy?”

“Ugh… Yes, baby. That sounds really good.”

Suddenly, I felt like I wasn’t even there. I felt a huge wave of jealousy begin to crash against the shores of my soul. Who does this little bitch think she is? But at the same time, I had never felt more turned on. I almost came when she began to take him in her tiny hands and lovingly spread the lube over his long cock. She would leave small kisses as well. She began to lightly blow on it while she got it nice and slick. She looked really lovely doing it, too.

Then he starts to enter her. She rested her head on the mattress and looked back at him, telling him how badly she wanted him to be inside her. I could see the fire growing in his eyes. I hadn’t seen him look at me like that in years. He used to do it when we first got together years ago, but now I was struggling to recall when the last time he had done that with me was. I saw a shudder run through his body when he grabbed himself and placed her at her opening.

“Please put it in me, please?” she begged him.

“Is that what you want?” he asked. “You want my cock in your asshole?”

“Yes! I don’t just want it, I need it! My asshole belongs to you now…”

He let out a soft moan and sigh as he entered her. He did it slowly, and they both seemed to be moving in unison. She was rubbing herself then, and I could hear the wetness of her lips smacking against each other. I could hear their breathing seem to sync together. The jealousy that was permeating before was now gone. I just watched in awe as she continued to tease him, calling her asshole his property, and I licked my lips as Scott finally got himself acclimated to her tightness and began to pump. He didn’t last very long. He began jerking and spasming only a few minutes after starting. Then he froze and a look of absolute pleasure rolled over his features as he emptied his balls deep inside of her. I came then too. I had forgotten that I was playing with myself, I had gotten so into watching, but right then my fingers touched my clitoris and I felt myself begin to jerk and twist before letting go and allowing the orgasm to overtake me.

Scott pulled himself out of her and I saw his load ooze out while they shared one last kiss. Then Scott looked over at me and while he was playing with a lock of Melody’s hair he said something to me.

“I love you, baby. Thank you so much for this.”

“Anything for you Scott. I love you too.”

After Melody and Scott got cleaned up we drove her home and then came back to the house and Scott fucked me like he hadn’t in years. Or maybe it was the excitement of seeing him with another woman? I guess it doesn’t matter. Melody is supposed to come over next weekend anyway, so maybe I can see which one it really was?

Freeuse In The Break Room

I love teasing the guys at work. I wear short skirts. I wear really low tops. I love seeing all those guys there stare. I know I don’t look like the other women that work there. I wear black on most days. I also like wearing black lipstick, and coloring my hair different shades. Every now and then, I will wear some really tall boots. Then, I stick my ass out as guys walk by. I know, I am a tease, but I don’t really care. It’s just some harmless fun.

But then, the day came… I knew about it in passing. I don’t really pay much attention to the news. but this story stuck in my head like no other. The bill was called HR69, or as the public knew it, “The Freeuse Bill”.

I heard it over the TV in the break room. I was standing next to Paul when I said, “I hope it gets passed. Sounds like fun.” He gave me this smile and nod, like he wanted to agree, but I am sure he also had HR on his mind as well.

After that day, I sort of forgot about it. I was just too preoccupied with other things. So when I went into work that day. every single one of the boys had their eyes fixed on me as I trotted into the break room. I started to pour some coffee in my thermos when I heard the door open and close behind me. I looked behind my shoulder, noticed Paul standing there behind me, and I gave him a nod as I turned back to the task at hand.

“So Cynthia,” Paul said. “Do you remember that day where we were watching the news together? They were talking about that bill in the Senate, and you had said it sounded like fun? Do you remember that?”

I froze when I heard him speak. I could sense this intense energy coming out through his voice. I slowly placed the creamer down as I felt the memory come rushing back to me.

“You know, that bill passed a while back… And today… Today is the day that it goes into effect…”

I heard the door open. Suddenly, more footsteps were heard. But I didn’t look back. I was a little scared to. But also, I was excited. I mean, really excited.

That is when I felt Paul’s hands on my hips. He rubbed them up and down my body, his left hand settling on my left breast, and his right settling on my ass. He began pushing my dress up, lifting it over my head, but keeping me facing the counter.

“Go ahead,” he whispered. “Finish getting your coffee ready. This won’t take long. For me, at least.”

He tugged my panties down in one swift motion. It felt incredible. Suddenly, I was in just my bra and boots, in the middle of the break room. I could feel the AC against my exposed skin. Then, I heard his zipper, and the next thing I knew, I was being pushed forward gently, just enough so that Paul could enter me from behind.

It felt amazing. I kept stirring my drink like he requested. He went slowly, muttering to himself how much he had been wanting to do this for a while. It was almost like he was savoring it. I turned my head to look at him while I took a test sip of my coffee. He looked like he was in heaven, savoring the way my pussy felt against his stiff unit.

Then I saw something else. Practically every guy in the office that I had teased before was there, staring at the sight of Paul fucking me from behind. Lamar, a black guy who did our accounting, started walking up, grabbing my free hand and placing it around his enormous cock while reaching around me and rubbing my clit while Paul continued to fuck me.

Then more joined in. Steven, my manager, came over to my other side. He gently took my coffee out of my hand, set it down on the counter, and began to fondle my breasts through my bra. Soon enough, Paul helped me remove that as well, and then I was fully nude, except for the tall boots that I wore in that day.

That is about when Paul came. He let out a grunt and bent down, biting my shoulder lightly as he drained his balls inside of me. He stroked himself inside of me a couple more times, and then he was out. It was only about a half second before Lamar entered me next. Holy shit, that was amazing. His cock was so thick and long, and he wasn’t gentle like Paul was. He started pounding me, right out the gate. Just destroying my tight little pussy, like he must have dreamed about for so long, the way I would walk super slow past his office every day.

I came then. It wasn’t just Lamar. Steven and one of the mail clerks were both rubbing my clit and sucking on my nipples. Right after Lamar came inside of me, I felt another cock in me. Then I felt someone spit on my asshole, and then a cock enter there as well. Soon they had me on the floor, a carousel of men just taking turns on me. Using my pussy, my mouth, my hands, my tits, and my asshole. The entire office was pouring in, each of them having their little form of revenge for all of those days where I had teased them.

From then on, I wore even more revealing outfits. Most of them were crotch-less. It was only fair. I would answer phones, fill out reports, and do Power Point presentations, all while having some random guy (or guys) from the office using my body to get their cock off.

I guess this is what I get for being such a fucking tease…

When It Finally Happens…

I felt foggy when Bree woke me up. I remember hearing her voice and not really recognizing what she said at first. Audible, but not clear. I took a half-second to look at my watch on the nightstand. It was 4:30 AM. I brushed back the blond curls that had fallen in front of my eyes as I looked to the side of the bed at my friend.

I had met Bree at work. We worked identical shifts, so we saw a lot of one another for the past few weeks. This particular night was a bit different than the previous ones. After our shift was over, Bree had come over to me while I cleaned the taps and wanted to know if I wanted to share a bottle with her. She pulled out a fifth of Vodka from out of her purse, her brown eyes sparkling under her blue bangs. There was a mischievous air around her while she smirked at me. I immediately said yes. Bree was the type of person who could make watching grass grow a fun time, but that wasn’t the only reason I had jumped at the chance to hang out with her.

A small reason that I hung out with Bree so much at work was due to the fact that I had been developing a crush on her over the past few weeks.

I had never really been too into women. I’ve had my curiosities, but typically a night on PornHub in the Lesbian section is enough for me to stay in my own lane and scratch those strange itches that pop up. But I would be lying if I said that Bree didn’t have some sort of hold over me. She was a lot smaller than I was. While I stood at 5’9, Bree was much smaller, once admitting that she only stood about 4’11 and weighed 120 pounds soaking wet. She was very petite, with long slim legs and breasts that were rarely encased in a bra. But she had an amazing ass that she would show off with shorts or the occasional fishnet stockings and a skirt.

“What’s wrong?” I asked. I wiped the sleep out of my eyes and sat up in bed. I tried not to stare at her while she stood next to me. She was wearing a long black band T-Shirt. I had never heard of the band.

“I can’t sleep,” she said. There was a sweetness to her voice, but there was also something else in there that I couldn’t quite put my finger on at that time.

“Oh, yeah,” I said. I peeled back the top comforter and motioned for her to sit down on the mattress. But instead of sitting there on the edge of the bed, she climbed right into the bed next to me and wrapped herself in my blankets.

I didn’t know what to say. For one, my brain was still booting up, still processing the information rather slowly. But also, I could feel the heat rising from my loins. I was unsure what was going to happen next, but my body knew what it really wanted.

I had been flirting with Bree the entire time we had been drinking that night. I would brush past her and make a point of our bodies touching if I got up to smoke a cigarette or go to the bathroom. When we sat in the Uber together on the way back to my place she had weaved her arm into mine and began to gently stroke my forearm. That gentle little motion from her tiny hands was enough to send my head spinning.

She seemed confused when I had made a bed for her on the sofa, but I honestly didn’t know what to do. I felt too nervous right then to make any move. So she snuggled up with my guest blankets and I went to bed feeling unfulfilled, but sane.

Now Bree had thrown a huge wrench into the entire thing. I could feel the warmth of her body as she began to wrap herself tighter. I laid down on my back and began to let my mind wander.

About five minutes passed before she moved. I could feel my folds becoming slick during that time. It was like I was expecting it, but at the same time, I was telling myself that I was crazy and being way too hopeful. But when she moved, I knew I had my answer to what was going to happen that night.

Her back was facing me while she was laying there, but when she moved she scooted into my body. I felt her ass press against me and I felt a jolt of passion and lust flow through my body. Her head turned and she looked at me while not moving her butt from my side.

“Sorry, I move around a lot when sleeping sometimes. I can’t help it.”

Then, she moved her hips and slid her ass up and down my waist, causing me to let out a tiny gasp while I laid there, trying not to scream from excitement.

“It’s okay,” I said. “I don’t mind.”

“Oh? Good. I was hoping so.”

Bree was pressing her ass hard against me now. I could hear her breathing, and it was short pants mixed with tiny whimpers.

Before I knew it she was turned around and her breasts were pressing against my shoulder through her thin shirt. It was then I remembered that she rarely wore bras, and I wanted to stick my hand between my own legs and take care of myself right there in front of her. But I didn’t. I just kept on staring at the ceiling, focusing on her tits while she pressed in further.

She looked up at me and bit her lip. I let my arm wrap around her and I held her while she placed her head on my shoulder and began to breathe into my neck. She rested there and each new hot burst of air made me feel like I was going to jump out of my skin.

“Sometimes I need to cuddle to fall asleep,” she said. She sounded so fucking sexy when she said it. Like a little bird chirping in the wind. She wrapped her legs around me and then her arms. She held me tight as her body clung to mine.

Her pussy was now on me. She was rubbing it against me, letting out small gasps as her forehead pressed into my chin. I had not noticed before, but Bree wasn’t wearing any panties under her shirt either. I could feel her lips kissing my thigh as she rubbed. I grit my teeth and hugged her tighter. She picked her face up to look at me and I leaned down and we kissed and I felt my world shatter. She felt so soft and tiny in my hands when I grabbed her face. She was so pretty. The way she moaned and melted into my grasp just made it all the more erotic.

My hands were under her shirt then. I felt her nipples first in my palms, and then they were between my fingers. I rotated around them, and she whimpered in my mouth. It was equally intoxicating and addicting hearing her moan like that. She let a burst of air out into my open gap and I let out a soft growl. I had never been with someone as small as Bree, and the way that she submitted to this all was enough to almost make me come right there.

Suddenly, she was under me. I had not even thought about it, really. I simply took hold of each of her thighs and I pulled her legs around my body. Then I flipped on top of her, grinding my pelvis into her wet clam, squeezing her nipples and releasing them. Her head was swaying around, and her eyes were clenched tightly shut. I placed my forehead against hers and she opened her eyes then, looking up at me and nodding her head, telling me silently that this is what she wanted. This was what she intended from the start.

“Yeah, you fucking like this, don’t you?” I said. I had gone over this moment numerous times in my head. It never played out like this. It was always a bit more romantic. I would profess to her over a glass of wine and some Netflix, or maybe while we were out dancing in the rain. Now that it was happening, it was nothing like those situations. But that didn’t bother me. The heat between us, the fire in our eyes and the lust in our bodies, that was what felt amazing at that point. I kissed Bree and didn’t want to pull away. I pressed my weight into her soaked slit and I wanted to stay that way forever. Every tiny reaction would just drive me further along.

I reached down and slipped off my underwear. Then I unclasped my bra. Bree followed, pulling her shift off in one motion and laying back. Her pale skin was covered in different tattoos over her body. I focused on a small blue bird over her left breast, a Charles Bukowski tribute, she had told me, and I slipped my right leg over hers, scissoring her between my legs. I had only seen this in the movies, but it was something I had also fantasized about quite a bit. I first thought it would be a little awkward, but as soon as I could feel Bree between my legs, it felt like heaven. I pushed into her softly, She opened her legs a bit wider and at the same time began to pull me in closer. I ground into her harder and we both began to pant and caress one another. Her voice came squeaking out and she began to beg me to rub her harder.

And I did. I started bucking my hips forward, fucking her harder. I could feel her mound against mine, and the more weight I pushed down into her the better it felt for me, and it seemed to do the same for her.

A sound came from her throat and she started jerking against me and then I felt my eyelids begin to close and my own orgasm came then. I grabbed ahold of her hair and jerked her head back while I looked into her eyes, looking into her while I used her to come. Her face contorted and we both screamed and thrashed as it overtook us. When we both were finished I slipped to the side of her and began to kiss her while pulling her in close to my chest.

We laid there without speaking for a couple of minutes. I kept thinking she was going to say something, but then she didn’t. I thought I should speak up then, but the moment had passed and it seemed like I had missed my chance. But she kept snuggling against me, and I realized that it didn’t matter if I said anything at all and that I should just enjoy this for what it was. I pulled her in close and held her there until I finally fell asleep.