junisdottir in topic Cheating Wifes/Girlfriends · Tumblr.com · Edited
I got a picture on my phone from a complete stranger. “I’m two streets down, slut.”
At first I thought, how dare this random prick talk down to me like that? Then I saw his cock. Fuck… it was so beautiful, and unlike anything I’d ever seen before. Maybe he just had the wrong number. I flipped open my phone’s keyboard, and my thumbs froze. “Sorry, wrong number”, I tried to type. Nothing. Like sleep paralysis. “Sorry, I’m taken.” Nothing. “I’m gay, sorry.” Nothing. All I could do was stare, mouth agape, at that big, beautiful, uncut cock.
I’d never seen one before. It was fascinating. Weird at first, but… then… appealing. More appealing than any other cock I’d ever had. I stared, transfixed, as my whole body started pulsing with horrible, aching arousal, spiraling out from my increasingly wet pussy.
You need cock. My subconscious said.
You need this cock.
You need uncut cock.
“No,” I whispered, “no no no no no…”
Cock is your god now.
Uncut cock is god.
Worship it.
Obey it.
I tore my eyes away from the screen, and it was like the spell was broken. I threw my phone across the room and curled up on the couch, scared of what primal force was urging me to throw myself at this stranger’s feet and beg him to bless me with his cum. I decided there was only one way to resolve the problem - I’d go to my girlfriend’s apartment, drink in her scent, remind myself that I loved her very much. I rushed across the room to grab my keys from the table, and turned towards the door. But the phone was laying in the corner of my eye…
Just one more look…
YOU NEED THIS COCK, YOU NEED IT. NO OTHER COCK COMPARES. SMELL IT LICK IT TASTE IT. IT IS YOUR ADDICTION. SWALLOW HIS CUM. STOMACH AND WOMB, BOTH FILLED WITH HIS BLESSING.
I opened my mouth to scream, but nothing came out. But I could almost feel his foreskin slide against my tongue, his head part my lips, the taste of his cock sliding down my throat…
HE IS YOUR GOD NOW, OBEY HIM. SUCK HIM, FUCK HIM, BE HIS BREEDER. OBEY UNCUT COCK. WORSHIP HIM. HE IS SUPERIOR.
My mouth watered in anticipation. I tried to tear my eyes away again, but I couldn’t. I was trapped, horror and arousal mixing into a quivering mess in my soul.
BREED BREED BREED BREED SUCK SUCK SUCK SUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK
OBEY
OBEY
OBEY
I broke. I couldn’t stand the overwhelming heat of my body, the tension in my muscles, the slickness in my panties. One hand dove under my pants with a weak, plaintive cry, and with the other hand I typed, a prisoner in my own body, “I’m coming over right now sir.”
His response was immediate. “Good. Don’t bother bringing a condom.”
I don’t even care how I’m going to explain this to my girlfriend.
