Accidental Cuckold

Erin was getting me hard again. I'd never orgasmed three times in one day but somehow I knew that if she kept going I'd be able to again. My dick was pushing against the sheet and blanket. Worried I'd make a mess of the bed like I had my pajamas I shoved the bedding away so my exposed dick stood up in the air. Then I sent Erin a message.

> How did he do that?

A photo arrived. Erin was in the same bathroom, in front of the same mirror. This time she wore only the boxers from before. Her head was tilted back, mouth open slightly, her messy hair dangling behind her, and she had one arm extended up holding onto hooks attached to the wall. Clearly on display was her body, naked from the waist up, with her breasts and hard nipples visible in the photo.

> He bent me over

> pulled my hair

> and fucked me from behind.

> At least at first.

> We did so many things,

> we've done so many things,

> things I've never experienced.

> That's what you've been doing?

> Yes.

> It's amazing, each orgasm seems to turn my brain off.

> And all I can think about is the next orgasm.

> So I've spent the past few hours getting my brains fucked out.

> I don't understand how that's possible.

> I guess because it was his third time that he lasted so long.

> But I couldn't stop cumming.

> I'm exhausted and losing my voice.

> I don't know how I'll ever be able to talk to him at work again,

> at least without picturing his big cock fucking deep into my needy pussy.

> Are you coming home now?

> I can barely stand.

> Not safe to drive just yet.

After that no more messages arrived. I'd been lightly teasing my dick with my hand, trying to keep myself on the edge of orgasm. When I realized Erin wasn't going to send anything else I looked around for something, anything, to catch another load of cum. The only thing within reach was my socks. So I wrapped a sock around my stiff dick, gripped tight, and stroked while looking at Erin's latest picture.

Surprisingly it took less than a minute for me to cum for a third time. I groaned as my dick exploded inside the sock. Before I'd even finished cumming my spunk leaked through the sock and dribbled onto my hand. Desperate to keep the bed clean I rolled sideways, trying to hold my dick upright, and wiggled toward the edge of the bed. Just as I slipped onto my feet my orgasm stopped.

After blinking hard to clear my eyes, two hands on my sock covered dick, I turned to see how well I'd succeeded at keeping the bed clean. The answer was not at all. A slimy trail of cum led from the edge back to a large puddle of sweat where I'd been lying. Cum had dripped onto the blanket and my pillow during my ineffective writhing. With an angry sigh I set about cleaning up the mess and changing the bed. Once I had finished I collapsed into bed, spent beyond any limit I possessed, and fell asleep immediately.

In the morning I rolled over, shook myself out of a nightmare, and saw that I'd had slept past my normal wakeup time by hours. Angry, hurt, and groggy I shambled to the bathroom with my phone in hand. When I sat down and checked my phone, I saw recent messages from Erin.

> Good morning, Baby.

> Sorry I didn't tell you that I was spending the night.

> But the sex is so good

> it's all I can think about.

> Oh! I'm going to spend the weekend here as well.

> He says he'll give me a ride to work on Monday.

All of my angst, worry, and despair surged back. Instantly I felt the adrenaline surge, my hands trembled, and I also dropped the phone. Hunching forward, holding my phone as if it was the most precious thing in the world, I typed slowly.

> Are you alright?

> I'm worried.

To my surprise Erin answered. Her messages came across while a photo took its time loading. The deep, dark part of my mind which I'd forgotten for the few minutes I'd been awake surged to life and slowly took control.

> Yes.

> I'm fine.

> Actually, I'm amazing.

> So amazing!

> Better than I've ever been!

Then the photo loaded. Erin was in front of the same bathroom mirror but this time she was completely naked. Her messy hair hung over one eye as she looked at her camera with a grin. Below her bare breasts and nipples that seemed to be hard as long as she was there, her free hand had slithered down to her pussy. The hand was pressed tight to her body, covering her trim bush, and her fingers were bent. From the angle I couldn't tell if she had her fingers inside her pussy or if they were simply tucked between her legs.

> Are you naked?

> Yes, completely nude.

> There's really no need for clothes at this point.

> For either of us.

> Most of the time his cock is inside me.

> Inside you?

> What does that mean?

> When we're awake I'm taking his cock.

> Taking it in my pussy, my mouth, or my ass.

> I really don't care.

> As long as that magnificent dick is in me.

My own dick was returning to life, slowly standing at attention. I moved to the bathtub, shoving the curtain aside and sat on the floor of the tub, leaning back with my legs spread. Carefully I touched my dick with my thumb and fore finger, lightly teasing my shaft, while trying to hold my phone steady with my other hand.

> It sounds like you really love his dick.

> Oh my god, I love it!

> I need it.

> I think I'm addicted to his cock now.

> Oh! I know your fantasy was for me to have sex with another guy

> but...

> It wasn't a real fantasy.

> It was just talk.

> I didn't want you to really do it.

> He says I'm too sexy not to share.

> He said a fine piece of ass like me deserves to be shared.

> He knew you'd agree

> since you share me with him.

> So he invited a couple friends over.

> They'll be here any minute.

> No, Babe.

> It wasn't something I actually wanted you to do.

> Well maybe for you it was just talk.

> But it's my fantasy now.

> And I'm making it a reality.

> I'm so thrilled at the idea I can't stop rubbing my clit and fingering my pussy.

> Babe, I'm worried about you.

> You never talk like this.

> What happened?

> Are you alright?

> What happened?

> I've cum more in one night then the rest of my life combined.

> I've experienced things I never thought possible.

> A long, thick, hard-as-steel cock

> and the man attached to it

> have rearranged my brain.

> I'm spending the weekend because I need more time

> to find out what else I've been missing

> and what else my body needs.

> Babe, please, come home now.

> Hey, his friends just got here.

> Okay, I'm going to find out if I can handle three guys at the same time.

> Wish me luck.

> Oh! Here's one last photo, from early this morning.

> Love you, Baby!

> See you next week.

My dick was throbbing between my fingers and I was avoiding putting too much pressure on my shaft or moving my hand too fast. Then Erin's photo loaded and I froze. It was a closeup photo of Erin lying on her back on a bed. Only her body from her bare breasts to the top of her head was in view. She was smiling up at whoever took the photo, her tangled sweaty hair clinging to her face in places and spread across the bed beneath her.

Though it was dark in the photo I was able to make out one final detail. Globs of cum were splattered on her face, neck, and breasts. The white puddles running in small streaks in some places, down her cheeks and across her lips, slithering down her breasts to her cleavage. Both of her nipples were standing firm, one of them almost completely coated in cum.

I instantly orgasmed. In the bathroom my groan and its echo were louder, almost deafening. My ass rubbed against the tub as my hips moved on their own to fuck my dick between my fingers. It had struck me so fast that my mind couldn't react properly. Dropping the phone onto the bathroom floor I struggled to keep the volcano of cum spewing out of my dick from splashing outside the tub.

The dark part of me that had won repeatedly kept the image of my cum splattered girlfriend firmly at the front of my thoughts until my orgasm faded. When I had control of my body again I stood to shower and wash away my cum. But I knew that I'd lost authority over my emotions and mind, that part ceded to my inner darkness. All I could think about after that was getting Erin on the phone so I could listen in again.