Introduction:
In the past, I used to crave a bit of humiliation and would do some quite degrading things for kicks. I thought I'd compile a list of the 10 most depraved/pervy things I've done and write a short story about them each and post them on here. , Cuck-Teasing Princess: Sloppy-Seconds With Party Cum-Slut
Story No.6
The list:
10. Drank a girl-racer's piss-puddle from the floor of the car park.
9. Wanked off in a used-condom after watching couple fuck in same car park.
8. Me and some mates took turns spunking into our friend's sister's dirty panties.
7. Snogged a woman at a party after two guy's had spunked in her mouth.
> 6. Had sloppy seconds with a woman at a party.< 5. Licked another guy's cum from girlfriend's pussy. 4. Paid an escort to let me fuck her with one of her client's used condoms. 3. Sucked a used-condom clean after watching a couple have sex in an alleyway. 2. Sucked ten used-condoms clean from a escort's bin in her bathroom. 1. Paid an escort to save all her customer's spunk in a jam jar for a whole week for me to drink. ************************************************************************ Ten Most Depraved: Cuck-Teasing Princess: Sloppy-Seconds With Party Cum-Slut
True Story No. 6:
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Samantha was an adorably cute little cuck-teasing princess, who not only introduced me to the wonderful-world of sloppy-seconds (very kindly letting me get balls-deep inside of her, with a pussy-full of another guy's freshly-spunked jizz), but whose fiendishly expert cuck-teasing made me deliriously-hot with sexual-jealousy. It was pure chance that I met her at all. I only ended up at the party after being dragged there by a group of very pretty studenty-type girls, that I had just met in the nightclub.
At nineteen-years-old, the insanely-gorgeous little blonde, was way out of my league. But, walking in there with a group of such pretty young ladies gave me a huge confidence-boost. And, as I laughed and joked with them, the impression of popularity it projected, helped me catch the attention of the budding young cucktrix. As I stood there and chatted with my new-found friends, it wasn't long before she started casting some extremely flirtatious glances my way and breaking into some incredibly teasing little dance-moves; deliberately flaunting her hot body for me. As I bided my time, waiting for the right moment to pounce, the crowd of student-babes surrounding me seemed to vanish one-by-one until finally, I found myself alone. Which consequently, encouraged Sam to make the first move.
“Well, aren't you popular?” She joked, noting the sudden departure of my friends.
“Hmmm. Yeah, well…I just seem to have that effect on women.”
“So, not just your aftershave?”
“Either that, or they've heard all my chat-up lines.”
“Well, you've certainly got the knack of dispersing a crowd.” She smirked.
“Well, if it's not my aftershave and it's not my magnetic personality; to what do I owe this pleasure?”
“I just wanted to find out why you were so interested in me?” She pouted, evidently in denial about her glaringly obvious flirtations.
“What makes you so certain I was interested?” I replied, playing her at her own game.
“You were practically raping my tits with your eyes!!!” She protested, quite vividly.
“Well…to be fair, you were doing some flirty little dance moves over there.”
“Hmmm, yeah. Did you like that?” She grinned, conceding she wasn't quite so innocent after all.
“Fuck, yeah!” I grinned back. “I'll send you the laundry bill later, shall I?”
The beautiful young blonde chuckled, evidently on the same filthy wavelength as me.
“Well…you know what they say, flattery will get you everywhere…and I mean everywhere!!!” She assured me, with a naughty little twinkle in her eye.
“So, how about you?” She urged. “Would you like to dance?”
Samantha stepped back and burst into a series of unchoreographed but incredibly hot moves.
Scanning my eyes up and down her curvaceous writhing body, and attempting to assess the contents of her her silky black dress, I paused for effect and gave her my answer:
“Wrong verb, sweetheart.” I quipped. Impressing even myself with my smooth delivery.
“Ooh! You're almost funny.” She smirked, with an even naughtier glint in her eye.
The flirty little blonde beauty, turned away from me and continued writhing her sweet voluptuous body in time with the music. Raising her arms above her head, she reared-up on me and began rubbing her succulent arse-meat on and around my crotch.
“Oh, my god!” I groaned as she publicly taunted me with her body.
It had to be said, that she looked absolutely stunning in that tight little dress. Not only were there decorative slits all the way up the sides, revealing ample amounts of flesh up and down her torso, but the silky material also clung to her breasts, thighs and ass-cheeks in an incredibly crude and tantalising manner.
“You seem to have lost one of your harem.” She said, somewhat cryptically. Still gyrating her hips and ass in my direction.
“What?”
“Looks like one of them is having a bit of a flirt, over there.” She noted.
“Oh, yeah.” I said, spotting one of the girls, talking rather animatedly with a fairly good-looking guy on the other side of the room.
“Mmmmm. Now he's a sexy fucker!” Gushed the horny young blonde, giving him the once over with her flirty little eyes. “And your friend is gagging to drop her knickers for him – Just look at that body language!”
She had a point, but it appeared that she wasn't the only one who's panties were getting wet.
“Forgive my brutal honesty,” I said in condescension, “but it kind of looks like you're gagging to drop your knickers for him, too.”
“Ooh! Fuck, yes!” She declared, in a seethingly sensuous voice. “He could fill my snatch with his dirty fuck-seed any time.”
Hearing these filthy cuck-teasing words coming from such innocent-looking lips made my heart race.
“You dirty little fucker!” I gasped, trying to show my disdain, but failing to hide my blatant arousal.
Still writhing her body in time with the music, Samantha turned to face me and sensing the rousing effect of her slutty words, proceeded to taunt me mercilessly with a barrage of whorish-bile.
“Do you think I should walk over there and just offer my juicy little tits and pussy on-a-plate to him, right there in front of your friend?” She posed.
“No, I think you should offer your juicy-tits and pussy to me!” I pouted, grabbing her and pulling her close to me.
“Why? Do you think that'll make him jealous and want my dirty little pussy even more?” She smirked.
“No, I think he'll just realise that the best guy won.”
“You reckon?” She replied, turning again to face the other guy. “I mean, you're cute, but I'm guessing he's a got a much bigger cock than you; longer and thicker. Probably shoots pint-loads of cum!”
Now lost for words, I just let the cruel-tauntress trample all over me.
“I might just go and say hello to him when your friend fucks off!” She seethed. “What do you think of that?”
I tried to speak, but my voice crackled and broke into nothing.
“You promise you won't tell my boyfriend?” She asked, giving me the sluttiest look I have ever seen.
The beautiful young blonde exuded a smouldering aura of sluttish elegance, which, layered on top of the magnetic radiance of her exquisite beauty had me desperately longing to be squashed like a bug under the crushing weight of her stilettoed foot.
“You…have a boyfriend?” I stuttered.
“Yeah. Unfortunately though, he's the jealous-type. He just gets so super-distrustful and over-possessive if I've had another guy's cock in my mouth or let someone spunk on my tits.” She pouted, in a delightfully teasing and salacious manner.
My cock was now so hard it ached.
“It's his own fault. If he wasn't so suffocating, I wouldn't have to fuck around!” She added, rationalising her infidelity in an exquisitely self-centered fashion.
Evidently, Samantha had quite shrewdly identified me as an AM/BC-S (alpha-male/beta-cuck switch), and this in turn had brought out her inner-CTS (cuck-teasing princess), with a vengeance. As her cuck-taunting words permeated my soul, I could feel my more dominant side being overwhelmed by the submissive. If I wasn't careful, I was going to slip into my cuck-space!
“Is he here?” I asked.
“My boyfriend? No, he's not here and I didn't tell him I was coming to the party, either.” She clarified, putting me somewhat at ease.
“If I was your boyfriend, I'd treat you like a princess.” I gushed somewhat subserviently.
“Really?” She beamed, with a sly little glint in her eye.
“Yeah, I'd let you do whatever you want; fuck as many guys as you like and just generally, let you treat me like shit!” I added, unable to put a cork in it.
“Oh, wow!” She gasped, sidling up really close.
“I'd just worship and adore you, regardless!”
“Mmmmm.” She sighed, letting her hands wander around the obvious bulge in my jeans. “Would you worship my sweet little asshole? Even if I let other guys fuck me there?”
“Oh, fuck yes!” I blurted out. “I'd worship your excrement if you wanted me to.”
The hot little blonde's eyes widened with delight. She clearly relished the thought of doing what the fuck she liked with other guys and being so unconditionally adored in return. She placed her lips up against mine and we began swapping saliva. I was in a near state of euphoria, french-kissing this exquisitely beautiful though incredibly selfish young lady, that is until she broke away and whispered in my ear:
“It's such a shame I've already got a boyfriend, isn't it?”
I nodded my head, feeling more than a little deflated that I had probably met my perfect sexual-match, only to find that she was already spoken for.
“So…you like being treated like shit do you?” She asked, with a sadistic glint in her eye. “Watch this.”
Ruthlessly determined to test my assertions, Samantha turned her attentions to the good-looking guy who was still chatting with one of the student-babes. She somehow managed to catch his gaze and gave him a seethingly-hot and flirtatious glance. He responded to this gesture with a smile, followed by an expression that could only be translated as: “I'm going to rip off your tiny little panties and slide my big huge-cock deep inside your sopping snatch!” The blonde gave out an insipidly cute and 'innocent' giggle, in a completely vain attempt to cover up for her outrageously flirty actions.
“You are absolutely shameless!” I gasped.
“Mmmmmm. You love it really, don't you?” She teased.
I gave her a petulant frown, refusing to endorse her treachery outright.
Spotting that the guy had cut his conversation short with the student-babe, the young blonde saw that as a green-light to make her move.
“Don't worry, you might get the leftovers if you're lucky.” She winked, as she made a beeline for the guy. Leaving me standing there all alone.
“You seem to be doing quite well, there!” Said one of the student-girls, suddenly appearing from nowhere with her friend. Quite understandably misjudging the situation, somewhat.
“She's got a boyfriend.” I said, in a fairly disgruntled fashion.
“She doesn't let that stop her, from what I've heard.” Remarked her friend, giving me a knowing wink.
“Hmmm, so I see.” I wryly observed, as the fiendish young blonde promptly placed her hands around the good-looking guy's waist and started smooching with him.
“Ooh! She's a fast worker.” Came a cutting off-side remark.
Fuck! I thought to myself, there goes my definite shag! As wronged as I felt, it was an incredible turn-on to see this duplicitous little cum-slut cuck me so blatantly. Especially with all these pretty girls witnessing my humiliation.
“Awww, looks like you've lost out big-time there.” Said one of the girls, trying hard to console me and not just laugh in my face.
“Never mind, one of us will fuck you if you don't get laid.” She teased.
To add further my torment, the beautiful young cuckoldress kept casting seething-hot glances my way; even blowing me a surreptitious kiss, while the guy was momentarily distracted by another pair of juicy-tits. This only served to make me even more confused and frustrated. And, however encouraging as it was to have some of her attention, the next minute she was fully snogging his face off! She may as well have rubbed my nose right in his spunk!!!
It was a pure twenty minutes of exquisite-torture – watching her letting this guy run his hands all over her writhing body; grabbing and groping her succulent arse-meat; pushing his tongue down her throat. And then, disastrously – the two of them disappeared. Fortunately for me, as fate would have it, the fiendish young cuck-tease had not given up on me. To my surprise she reappeared and with the group of student-babes having dispersed once more, she approached me with an incredibly furtive look on her face.
“He's waiting upstairs for me. In one of the bedrooms.” She gloated.
I gawped at her open-mouthed.
“Look after these for me.” She urged, reaching into her handbag, pulling something out and secretly placing it in my hand.
Inspecting the contents of my palm, I was surprised to see a beautiful pair of lacy white panties. Afraid someone might see, I quickly stashed them into my pocket.
“I won't be needing them.” She taunted, with a little wink.
Unable to stand any more of her sleazy cuck-talk; I went in for a kiss, grabbing at her juicy arse-meat and pushing my tongue between her lips; the same odious slutty lips the other guy had just thrust his tongue between. She let me snog her face off for a few moments, before breaking it off.
“And….I'm going to let him fuck me bareback.” She seethed, with a flirty flash of her eyes.
“Without a condom?” I gulped, sounding like the most pathetic cuck you can imagine.
“Yeah, without a condom!” She scoffed. Following her words with the most nauseatingly synthetic snicker you could possibly imagine, as if deliberately trying to rub his spunk into my wounds.
Left completely speechless, I let out a gasp of air. And there it was – overwhelmed by this girl's cuckalicious-duplicity, I found myself withdrawing deep into my cuck-space. Within about thirty minutes of meeting her, this accomplished little cuck-teaser had wrapped me tight around her tiny little finger. As she made her way to the door, she looked over her shoulder and gave me a smoulderingly-hot glance and blew me a kiss. I could feel the sperm in my testicles, boiling away like crazy in response to her final taunt.
Determined to spunk my jizz deep into her panties whilst she fucked the guy upstairs, I made my way through into the hallway, hoping to find a downstairs bathroom, or at least somewhere private. Strangely, I couldn't find one. Which did make me wonder just where she had gone to take them off in the first place. Not wanting to go upstairs whilst she was up there with him, I wandered through into the kitchen, but there were too many people milling around. I then made my way through into a small utility room and presuming that I had maybe a minute or so before someone appeared, I got to work.
I took out the beautiful young blonde's panties from my pocket and inspected them. They looked positively delicious. Still moist, I held them up to my nose and inhaled her delectably sweet scent deep into my lungs. The fact that I was playing second fiddle (merely getting to sniff the pussy-juice on her soiled-underwear, whilst this other guy got to fill her pussy full of his boiling-hot spunk) was an insanely huge turn-on for me. High on her pussy fumes and maybe not thinking too rationally about the risks, I decided it would be a good idea to whip out my cock and molest her panties, right there in the laundry room. After about thirty seconds of rubbing my rock hard cock into the wonderfully moist gusset of the delectably sluttish blonde, I suddenly came to my senses; putting my cock back in my pants and pushing the undies back in my pocket. Fortunately, I couldn't have acted a moment too soon, because in the very next moment, the owner of the house suddenly barged in to the washroom.
“Oh, hello.” She blurted, somewhat drunkenly. Clearly not expecting to find somebody in her utility room.
“Hello.” I replied, as she opened the fridge door. “Nice party.”
“I hope you haven't been going through my dirty-knickers basket.” She joked, somewhat ironically, as she pulled out some cans of lager for her guests.
I looked around and spotted a basket of dirty clothes on top of the washing-machine, waiting to go in.
“Oh, right.” I said, biting my lip somewhat nervously.
“Not that I mind.” She chuckled.
“Maybe later, hey.” I joked back.
“Be my guest.” She slurred, quite happily.
The not unattractive housewife turned and made her way back through the kitchen. Writing off the whole panty-spunking idea as a miscalculation and though very tempted to rifle through the house owner's dirty washing, I decided against it and followed her through to the lounge.
Back in the throng, I did genuinely consider leaving the party. But, as deeply humiliated as I felt, I was just too damn curious to see exactly where this whole scenario with the budding young cucktrix was going to lead. I determined that when she came back downstairs, I was going to be a good simpering little-cuck and ask for her phone number. She was clearly out of my league, but you never know. It was a long wait. And, when she did venture back down the stairs, I could see from the flustered look on her face and the state of her hair that she had been fucked good-and-proper.
“Enjoy yourself?” I asked, somewhat resentful, but desperate to hear some more filthy cuck-talk.
“Oh my god!” She gushed. “That was fucking awesome. His cock was so fucking huge!”
As she explained in full-graphic and lurid-detail about how he ripped off her dress, threw her on the bed, thrust his cock deep inside of her and filled her full of his nasty hot spunk, I again attempted to feign revulsion, but she could read me like a book.
“You are absolutely loving this aren't you?” She beamed, quite cockily.
I nodded, somewhat submissively. Realising it was no use hiding it from her.
“Oh, you are perfect boyfriend-material.” She gushed.
As she continued to tease and cajole me, she suddenly stopped dead in the conversation and then exclaimed:
“Mmmm,…you know that moment when you can feel a trickle of warm sperm dribbling down your thighs?”
“Oh, my god!” I gasped, out loud. Overwhelmed by her expert-cuckoldry.
“You dirty-fucker! You love that shit! Don't you?” She taunted, cruelly.
I nodded profusely. Unashamed to assert my cuck-fuelled desires any longer.
Then she asked the question I'd been waiting to hear, ever since finding that used-condom in my university girlfriend's flat, turning me into a raging little beta-cuck:
“So, do you want sloppy-seconds?”
“What?” I asked, incredulously. Unable to believe my ears.
“I'm saying, my pussy is absolutely brimming with spunk. Would you like to come upstairs and get sloppy with me or not?”
“Oh, god…yes!” I groaned, unable to restrain myself.
“Really?” She asked.
“Fuck, yes!” I blurted out. Desperate to plunge myself balls-deep in her sperm-filled snatch.
Without any further ado, I grabbed hold of her hand and getting in touch with my more dominant side, I pretty much dragged her up the stairs.
“Which bedroom did you fuck in?” I asked her rather curtly.
“That one.” She pointed, biting her lip nervously.
Dragging her inside, I pushed her forcibly up against the wall and began virtually shoving my tongue down the back of her slutty little throat. Slipping my hand between her legs, three of my fingers had no trouble sliding straight inside her sperm-filled twat.
“You dirty little cunt.” I whispered in her ear. “You dirty little prick-teasing slut!”
“Oh my lord!” She gasped, clearly loving my more dominant side.
Unable to resist, I dropped to my knees and ran my tongue up the watery trail of sperm, trickling down her thighs and then started devouring her sloppy-snatch in a cum-guzzling frenzy. Samantha started groaning loud, clearly in rapture. Now I had tasted plenty of other guy's sperm from used-condoms by this point, but never straight from a freshly-fucked snatch and believe me, the difference was astonishing. It tasted almost ambrosial; like salty coconut milk; both vile and delicious! I would have gladly got neck-deep in it and devoured the lot if it wasn't for the fact that I was so determined to immerse my cock in it all.
Rising to my feet I grabbed Samantha by the throat and put her through her paces.
“You want to taste some of that dirty love-piss? Hey?” I spat.
Sam nodded her head, subserviently.
Pushing my fingers back into her snatch I gathered up a generous portion of the guy's sperm and then slid my slimy fingers into her mouth. She gasped with pleasure. I repeated the process once more and then pushed my tongue in her mouth so that we could both taste this guy's spunk together. For a dirty cuck-fiend like me, this kiss represented one of the most beautiful moments of my life.
Unable to wait any longer I grabbed Sam, picked her up off the floor and threw her on the bed (she actually squeaked out loud with pleasure as I did this). I was like a man possessed. Pulling her dress up off over her head and virtually ripping of her bra. Once nude, I paused momentarily to take in her beauty; she was a vision of perfection. Her gorgeous smoothly shaven pussy-lips framed so perfectly by those exquisite curves.
Throwing her legs wide open, I unzipped my flies and pulled out my throbbing meat. Placing the tip of my penis at the entrance of her messed up snatch, I began to ease myself in. As I sank myself deep inside of her, the sensations of the other guy's sperm around the whole length of my aching cock took my breath away. It felt so fucking dirty to have my cock in his nasty jizz. And not only that, as I began to slide in and out of her sloppy fuck-hole, the rather vulgar squelching noises massively accentuated the depravity of it all.
Curiously, as I fucked Samantha's cum-filled pussy, I felt I was almost able to switch mentally at will from enjoying feeling incredibly confident and dominant to feeling incredibly submissive and humiliated. One moment, I felt like I was using her as some dirty fuck-toy; with his sperm merely lubricating my cock. The next moment I felt like a worthless little beta-cuck, completely in her thrall. Especially when she started up again with the cuck-teasing.
“You dirty jizz-guzzling fucker!” She whispered in my ear, as I slid my cock inside her. “Did you enjoy eating all that jizz from my snatch.”
I nodded my head, desperately ashamed of myself.
“I can't believe how much there is!” I gasped. “You're absolutely flooded down there.”
As I picked up the pace, more and more of his semen was streaming from her vuvla, making my balls feel incredibly wet.
“I'm not surprised.” She teased. “He came like a fucking horse!”
“Oh, fuck!” I groaned.
Her taunts prompted me to grab her hair and pull back her head, causing her to gasp out loud.
“You like that?” I teased, trying to take back some control from her.
“Yes!” She seethed. “Almost as much as I liked having his massive cock inside of me.”
The depraved feelings of lust and humiliation that washed over me as I eased my cock in and out of that ambrosial-slop were incredibly intense; almost transcendental. I found myself frequently drifting in and out of my cuck-space, throughout.
As the two of us engaged in our dirty-deed together, we suddenly became aware of a strong musky smell, rising up from down below. It was so strong that it caused us to both simultaneously pause and look downwards. Strangely enough, the whole of my crotch area was saturated with his jizz and Samantha seemed to be quite literally foaming at the gash; the other guy's sperm having frothed up into a bit of a lather!!!
“Oh, my god!” She groaned, as the outrageously crude aroma apparently sent her into a fit of ecstasy.
As overpowering and borderline-gross as they were, the offensive fumes only served to make the moment seem even dirtier and as a consequence, the sex became even more frenetic. The cuck-teasing blonde cum-slut whispered dirtier and dirtier things in my ear; attempting to provoke me; obsessing about how big the other guy's cock was and how she loves letting strangers cum inside of her; deliberately coaxing me into being rougher and rougher with her. It certainly did the trick. As a result of her taunting, I slammed my crotch into her pussy-meat as hard as I could, pulling roughly at her hair in the process. Then inevitably, unable to control myself any longer, I too began squirting -spurt after spurt after spurt- of my own worthless fuck-seed deep inside of her well-used cunt.
When I'd finished, we both just laid there, covered in sweat, gasping and panting. I couldn't resist sliding a finger inside of her, to feel the mixture of all our juices. I even got her to taste it and we both began kissing with my sperm-coated finger placed there between our open mouths. As vile as it smelt, it tasted absolutely divine! I did consider going down on her and licking up all of the mess, but to be honest it looked a little scary down there, so I gave it a miss. Samantha said that it had been quite exhilarating having me fuck her so vigorously, in my jealous state of lust.
She did say, that she would love to have a boyfriend like me who would just let her fuck whoever she liked, but something about her psychological make-up told me that she actually preferred the thrill of cheating on her boyfriend. Plus, she was way way out of my league. Although we never had sex again, we did stay in touch and she told me quite a few tales of her continuing infidelity, including a gang-bang with some college guys and even a session lezzing-up with some beautician in a beauty-salon!!!
Somewhat comically, as I left the party that evening, the guy who she'd fucked before me, spotted me and gave me a filthy look. Apparently having seen me take Samantha upstairs after he'd fucked her, he wasn't too happy about another man stirring his porridge. Fuck him! I thought to myself. Who does he think he is: the cuck-police?
This experience was incredibly cathartic for me. Not only was it the best one-night stand of my entire life, but it also made me recognise that girls like this actually do exist; girls who not only like to fuck-around, but who are also attracted to the whole cuckold-relationship scenario (something I wasn't entirely convinced of up until this point). This recognition, got me thinking long and hard about finding a real-life cuck-teasing princess, all for myself.
The end.
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