Finally I Am A Cuckold #3

The man become more cruel, my girlfriend loves it even more. But at least I am allowed to join in a little

Marina and Dillon lay on my bed in each other’s arms. They didn’t look at me or speak to me. They whispered to each other like lovers, kissed and hugged like lovers. I was nothing, it seemed to them. They had cum together, made love together, fucked each other hard, and now they needed a little rest, wrapped up with one another.

I was left to watch from the armchair, my cock wilted in my hand from when I had cum. I tucked it away.

And who am I? I am Ian and Marina is my girlfriend. At least I think she is my girlfriend. She has another mans cum inside her now, another mans arms around her. She has cheated on me in front of my very eyes. She made me watch while a younger, more handsome man made her cum in ways I could never manage.

She told him how wonderful he was, how much better than I was. She looked me in the eyes as she did this. They both laughed at me and made me feel small.

She was supposed to wink at me when she said cruel things, to show it was all part of a game. But she hasn’t winked once.

I am a washed-up little cuckold. And I am ashamed to say I love it.