Another story from around here
I've been with my girlfriend for about a year now. She's Italian and I met her when she was doing Erasmus in Spain. Then, at the end of summer, she had to go back and I decided to move in with her. Since then, obviously, my circle of friends has disappeared and I've had to adapt to hers.
Among all her friends, there's one who really gets along with me surprisingly well, and that's Bou, who is from Senegalese origin. He's a very sexual guy, openly sexual, the kind who whistles at girls when they pass by and never stops talking about sex and eating with his eyes... and he doesn't care about anything. When I say anything, I can specify that on my first day with them, after my girlfriend left to go to the bathroom in a café and we were alone, the first thing he did was ask me how she was in bed. At first, it threw me off a bit, but I didn't take it badly because maybe his obsessive attitude towards sex had that paradoxical effect of making him almost innocent, harmless, a funny character to talk about and laugh with, until the blood never reaches the river. I didn't know how to get out of that uncomfortable moment when he continued talking about my girlfriend's desires.
- Just thinking about her ass makes me so hard, seriously. I've killed myself thinking about her, I'd do anything to screw her -he told me, while I didn't know where to look or how to react.
I was never a jealous type, and knowing from my girlfriend that this Bou guy didn't give her any kind of morbo at all helped me take it very seriously and calmly. However, the idea of seeing my partner having sex, as theory, sometimes has come to please me. However, it's a step I've never been willing to take because when I tried to externalize that fantasy, everything that in my imagination seemed morbid to me starts to provoke real repulsion. The thing is that this boy worked on a beach about kilometers from the city, and we saw him very little. One night he could come, my girlfriend suggested inviting him to dinner. Bou accepted the invitation and we prepared something at home. Dinner was relaxed, we drank wine, laughed with Bou's jokes, and a while after finishing eating he pulled out some marijuana and we were smoking a bit. Between music, alcohol, joints, and a night of relaxation... obviously we ended up talking about sex. Each one told a little about what they wanted. Fantasies, positions, experiences... but my girlfriend, who has always been very shy and reserved, barely dared to break that barrier with a couple of, as I call them, iceberg tips apparently innocent ones that I usually intuit there's something much dirtier hidden behind. Bou insisted on the details of the stories my girlfriend told, talking in a very graphic way. The atmosphere was getting more and more erotic and hot when my girlfriend, who was wearing a pretty short skirt, got up towards the bathroom without realizing it had gotten stuck and showed her whole butt. This was undoubtedly the spark that ignited Bou's fuse, which was already quite uncontrollable. When my girlfriend came back with her skirt in place, Bou stood up and we told him between laughs what had happened. My girlfriend accused us of being scared after talking so much about sex, seeing a butt. Bou asked to see it again, to show her, as he said, that he could contain himself. My girlfriend looked at me laughing, seeking approval, and I gave it to her smiling too. So my girlfriend lifted her skirt a little to show off her impressive butt, but not enough to calm down Bou who immediately grabbed her by the waist, pulled up her skirt all the way up, showing her what he had shown before. My girlfriend scolded him laughing and said... he returned to being fine, and we both stood up, while I remained seated on the sofa.
Bou asked me about my first time. I started telling it all with great detail, but at some point in my soliloquy, I realized something weird was happening. My girlfriend was very red, sweating, seemed overwhelmed. I kept talking, covering, until I started suspecting that, from behind, without me being able to see anything, Bou's hidden hand could be doing something weird. I decided to get up while continuing the story to check, discreetly, if Bou was touching my chick to stop it, since she also seemed to be having a hard time. Once on my feet, I could effectively check with more perspective that Bou's hand was under my girlfriend's skirt, feeling her ass, while looking at me as if nothing was happening. I froze, not knowing how to react. I looked at my girlfriend several times. She knew I was seeing this and the first idea that crossed my mind was to stop it, kick him out of there, but before deciding, I looked back at my girlfriend and saw her face had changed slightly. Now she didn't seem so uncomfortable and was laughing timidly. Bou, meanwhile, clearly realized he had been discovered, but his reaction was the opposite of what I would consider common sense. Instead of stopping, covering up, or making an excuse to leave, he remained imperturbable and... holding my gaze, turned his head to look directly at my girlfriend's ass, as if saying: yes, I am doing it.
It was in that half-second when the world stopped, just when some reaction, although now I wouldn't know which one, was about to appear from my part... when Bou took the initiative and lifted my girlfriend's skirt in front of me, giving her several slaps on the ass.
'- What a bum you have here, dude. Good luck being able to screw it every day.'
I looked at my girlfriend, indignant, and the surprise was detecting the exact moment when she bit her lips. Yes, it was unequivocal, seemed to be getting very horny with all that. - Sit down, buddy, don't be nervous- he said. I stayed standing, looked at my girlfriend again, who looked at me a little flushed, not sure if asking permission or forgiveness. Meanwhile, Bou approached her, put one hand on her waist while the other started sliding down and caressing, over the thong, the pussy of my girlfriend. - Bou, buddy, what are you doing? You're getting a bit carried away, aren't you? - I said. - Chill out, friend, eh? I'll show you how to screw this bum properly. After saying that, Bou knelt down, lifted one of my girlfriend's legs which remained motionless, and removing the thong slightly began giving her licks on her pussy, increasing the intensity each time until my girl let out a first scream of pleasure. It was then that I decided I couldn't do anything else. I sat down on the sofa while Bou licked my girlfriend's pussy with insistence. He also started using his fingers, gave her strong slaps on the butt, and began insulting her. I started getting very horny. Never had I been able to do that with my girlfriend, wouldn't have let it happen. But Bou was doing it and she had a face of indescribable pleasure. She answered in monosyllables to Bou's questions: Are you my white slut?; Do you want me to screw you hard?; Do you want me to blow you up? My girlfriend answered yes, with her voice interrupted, almost about to reach her first orgasm. Bou went back between her legs, snake-like between her pussy, and could be seen from my position an excellent and brutal job of jaws, bites, suction, licks... - I'm coming... -my girlfriend says in a very low voice. - Come on, foxy -he answers, putting his fingers in and causing my girlfriend's body to turn into a spasmodic, almost gelatinous mass. It had been a long time since I saw my girlfriend come like that. I thought it was over. All, however Bou had other plans. He started taking off his cock and, fulfilling the stereotype, had a huge black cock under his jeans. My girlfriend looked at it surprised. She then looked at me, who was already without pants on the sofa, starting to get excited and leaving behind the bad mood that everything had given me until then.
My girlfriend put his cock in her mouth. I thought it would be a long suck that would end with him cumming on her face and closing this strange chapter of our life. But after a little while, Bou grabbed her arms, lifted her up, and caught her weight, positioning the cock until he could push the tip in. My girlfriend, used to mine, which wasn't bad either, but not as big as that one... started complaining. Bou ignored my girlfriend's complaints and kept pushing his cock into her until he had pushed it all the way in. My girlfriend complained more and more, it was hurting her a lot.
- Now you'll hurt, but later you'll know what it means to really get fucked and come.
My girlfriend's complaints were increasing. Bou's enormous cock started going in and out of my girlfriend's pussy faster and faster every time. It would stop for a moment, grab the base, hit my girlfriend's clitoris with it, and then quickly put it back in all the way, without mercy. My girlfriend shook her head, getting more and more painful.
- No no no, you're hurting me! Julio help me... -my girl said, almost begging.
I didn't know what to do, I couldn't do anything, I was paralyzed between excitement and concern. This was starting to look more and more like a rape.My RuleI approached Bou.
- Uncle, you're hurting her, stop it once and for all, you slut.
Bou looked at me, suddenly quiet, and I saw my girlfriend now following the movement of her hips over his cock without him doing anything. Bou charged again, getting more savage each time. The sound of his balls bouncing off my girlfriend's clitoris was getting louder and louder. My girlfriend's cries were no longer ones of pain. Then I started to get alarmed by the sound. On the floor in front of mine, just a few meters away, live some Arab neighbors, four or five Arabs who only sleep there and must spend the day working. I see the light from next door turning on and opening the windows to see what's going on. When I approach to close them, Bou stops me.
- Don't even think about it! Let them see how I'm fucking your girlfriend!
By then it was too late. My neighbors are freaking out from next door. They're seeing me, with my pants around my ankles and a hard cock, and especially they're seeing my girlfriend, grabbed by the neck of a black man with a monstrous cock, being ridden by him in weight. I decide to go back to sitting down. I see my neighbors taking out their cocks and starting to masturbate and record themselves on their mobile phones.
Meanwhile, my girlfriend starts running again. It seems she's exhausted. Bou takes her to the bedroom and I follow them. He puts her directly on all fours and shoves his cock in until it's at the bottom. While he's fucking her, he pulls hard on her hair until her face is level with his. They're licking each other's tongues and Bou spits in her mouth. Again he goes back to his position and gives her slaps on the ass, which is already red by now. My girlfriend is possessed. She asks for more. Harder.
- Revert me - she says.
Bou gives it to her harder and harder each time. The rhythm is impressive. My girlfriend revolts and manages to turn the situation around. She pulls him looking up at the bed and puts herself on top of him. She rides him as fast as she can. She comes again. He's pulling on her hair and gets up. He shoves his cock in until it's throat, my girlfriend makes a fake vomiting gesture but doesn't do it. Bou takes it out and puts it back in until the throat, leaving it there for a bit, my girlfriend holds her deep throat. Then she takes it out herself and grabs it by the base, gives herself head on the lips, face, pulls out her tongue and hits it with the cock... keeps sucking it off for a good while until Bou stops her.
I'm done then, I've already come and want this to end as soon as possible. The wild passion has unleashed in my girlfriend and she's behaving in a way she never has with me, at least not to these levels. I start feeling humiliated. But Bou didn't stop her just to finish, he stopped her to keep going another way. He puts her on her feet. My girlfriend is a puppet that follows him wherever he goes. In this case, he takes her to a window and pushes her against the glass that looks out onto the same street where the Arab neighbors are still masturbating and recording it all. Bou gives it to her hard again and my girlfriend seems like she's about to come again. Then Bou throws her on the bed, puts her on her back and screws her slowly. He grabs her legs up towards him while speeding up his pace until he comes inside her. That was when I saw that cock shooting out and seeing my girlfriend's pussy flood with cum, and I knew this wasn't going to be a one-time thing.
That night Bou stayed home to sleep. In the morning, when I woke up, both of them were in the shower. I looked and saw my girlfriend on her knees licking his enormous cock. Since then, Bou has come and gone from home several times. Sometimes when I get home, we find them fucking. Always coming inside, telling me that even though my boyfriend is me, she's still his woman. And in some sense, they're right.
I'm just waiting for the day when she finally gets pregnant and I'll have to reevaluate if I'm the one who's really surplus in this situation.
I've been with my girlfriend for about a year now. She's Italian and I met her when she was doing Erasmus in Spain. Then, at the end of summer, she had to go back and I decided to move in with her. Since then, obviously, my circle of friends has disappeared and I've had to adapt to hers.
Among all her friends, there's one who really gets along with me surprisingly well, and that's Bou, who is from Senegalese origin. He's a very sexual guy, openly sexual, the kind who whistles at girls when they pass by and never stops talking about sex and eating with his eyes... and he doesn't care about anything. When I say anything, I can specify that on my first day with them, after my girlfriend left to go to the bathroom in a café and we were alone, the first thing he did was ask me how she was in bed. At first, it threw me off a bit, but I didn't take it badly because maybe his obsessive attitude towards sex had that paradoxical effect of making him almost innocent, harmless, a funny character to talk about and laugh with, until the blood never reaches the river. I didn't know how to get out of that uncomfortable moment when he continued talking about my girlfriend's desires.
- Just thinking about her ass makes me so hard, seriously. I've killed myself thinking about her, I'd do anything to screw her -he told me, while I didn't know where to look or how to react.
I was never a jealous type, and knowing from my girlfriend that this Bou guy didn't give her any kind of morbo at all helped me take it very seriously and calmly. However, the idea of seeing my partner having sex, as theory, sometimes has come to please me. However, it's a step I've never been willing to take because when I tried to externalize that fantasy, everything that in my imagination seemed morbid to me starts to provoke real repulsion. The thing is that this boy worked on a beach about kilometers from the city, and we saw him very little. One night he could come, my girlfriend suggested inviting him to dinner. Bou accepted the invitation and we prepared something at home. Dinner was relaxed, we drank wine, laughed with Bou's jokes, and a while after finishing eating he pulled out some marijuana and we were smoking a bit. Between music, alcohol, joints, and a night of relaxation... obviously we ended up talking about sex. Each one told a little about what they wanted. Fantasies, positions, experiences... but my girlfriend, who has always been very shy and reserved, barely dared to break that barrier with a couple of, as I call them, iceberg tips apparently innocent ones that I usually intuit there's something much dirtier hidden behind. Bou insisted on the details of the stories my girlfriend told, talking in a very graphic way. The atmosphere was getting more and more erotic and hot when my girlfriend, who was wearing a pretty short skirt, got up towards the bathroom without realizing it had gotten stuck and showed her whole butt. This was undoubtedly the spark that ignited Bou's fuse, which was already quite uncontrollable. When my girlfriend came back with her skirt in place, Bou stood up and we told him between laughs what had happened. My girlfriend accused us of being scared after talking so much about sex, seeing a butt. Bou asked to see it again, to show her, as he said, that he could contain himself. My girlfriend looked at me laughing, seeking approval, and I gave it to her smiling too. So my girlfriend lifted her skirt a little to show off her impressive butt, but not enough to calm down Bou who immediately grabbed her by the waist, pulled up her skirt all the way up, showing her what he had shown before. My girlfriend scolded him laughing and said... he returned to being fine, and we both stood up, while I remained seated on the sofa.
Bou asked me about my first time. I started telling it all with great detail, but at some point in my soliloquy, I realized something weird was happening. My girlfriend was very red, sweating, seemed overwhelmed. I kept talking, covering, until I started suspecting that, from behind, without me being able to see anything, Bou's hidden hand could be doing something weird. I decided to get up while continuing the story to check, discreetly, if Bou was touching my chick to stop it, since she also seemed to be having a hard time. Once on my feet, I could effectively check with more perspective that Bou's hand was under my girlfriend's skirt, feeling her ass, while looking at me as if nothing was happening. I froze, not knowing how to react. I looked at my girlfriend several times. She knew I was seeing this and the first idea that crossed my mind was to stop it, kick him out of there, but before deciding, I looked back at my girlfriend and saw her face had changed slightly. Now she didn't seem so uncomfortable and was laughing timidly. Bou, meanwhile, clearly realized he had been discovered, but his reaction was the opposite of what I would consider common sense. Instead of stopping, covering up, or making an excuse to leave, he remained imperturbable and... holding my gaze, turned his head to look directly at my girlfriend's ass, as if saying: yes, I am doing it.
It was in that half-second when the world stopped, just when some reaction, although now I wouldn't know which one, was about to appear from my part... when Bou took the initiative and lifted my girlfriend's skirt in front of me, giving her several slaps on the ass.
'- What a bum you have here, dude. Good luck being able to screw it every day.'
I looked at my girlfriend, indignant, and the surprise was detecting the exact moment when she bit her lips. Yes, it was unequivocal, seemed to be getting very horny with all that. - Sit down, buddy, don't be nervous- he said. I stayed standing, looked at my girlfriend again, who looked at me a little flushed, not sure if asking permission or forgiveness. Meanwhile, Bou approached her, put one hand on her waist while the other started sliding down and caressing, over the thong, the pussy of my girlfriend. - Bou, buddy, what are you doing? You're getting a bit carried away, aren't you? - I said. - Chill out, friend, eh? I'll show you how to screw this bum properly. After saying that, Bou knelt down, lifted one of my girlfriend's legs which remained motionless, and removing the thong slightly began giving her licks on her pussy, increasing the intensity each time until my girl let out a first scream of pleasure. It was then that I decided I couldn't do anything else. I sat down on the sofa while Bou licked my girlfriend's pussy with insistence. He also started using his fingers, gave her strong slaps on the butt, and began insulting her. I started getting very horny. Never had I been able to do that with my girlfriend, wouldn't have let it happen. But Bou was doing it and she had a face of indescribable pleasure. She answered in monosyllables to Bou's questions: Are you my white slut?; Do you want me to screw you hard?; Do you want me to blow you up? My girlfriend answered yes, with her voice interrupted, almost about to reach her first orgasm. Bou went back between her legs, snake-like between her pussy, and could be seen from my position an excellent and brutal job of jaws, bites, suction, licks... - I'm coming... -my girlfriend says in a very low voice. - Come on, foxy -he answers, putting his fingers in and causing my girlfriend's body to turn into a spasmodic, almost gelatinous mass. It had been a long time since I saw my girlfriend come like that. I thought it was over. All, however Bou had other plans. He started taking off his cock and, fulfilling the stereotype, had a huge black cock under his jeans. My girlfriend looked at it surprised. She then looked at me, who was already without pants on the sofa, starting to get excited and leaving behind the bad mood that everything had given me until then.
My girlfriend put his cock in her mouth. I thought it would be a long suck that would end with him cumming on her face and closing this strange chapter of our life. But after a little while, Bou grabbed her arms, lifted her up, and caught her weight, positioning the cock until he could push the tip in. My girlfriend, used to mine, which wasn't bad either, but not as big as that one... started complaining. Bou ignored my girlfriend's complaints and kept pushing his cock into her until he had pushed it all the way in. My girlfriend complained more and more, it was hurting her a lot.
- Now you'll hurt, but later you'll know what it means to really get fucked and come.
My girlfriend's complaints were increasing. Bou's enormous cock started going in and out of my girlfriend's pussy faster and faster every time. It would stop for a moment, grab the base, hit my girlfriend's clitoris with it, and then quickly put it back in all the way, without mercy. My girlfriend shook her head, getting more and more painful.
- No no no, you're hurting me! Julio help me... -my girl said, almost begging.
I didn't know what to do, I couldn't do anything, I was paralyzed between excitement and concern. This was starting to look more and more like a rape.My RuleI approached Bou.
- Uncle, you're hurting her, stop it once and for all, you slut.
Bou looked at me, suddenly quiet, and I saw my girlfriend now following the movement of her hips over his cock without him doing anything. Bou charged again, getting more savage each time. The sound of his balls bouncing off my girlfriend's clitoris was getting louder and louder. My girlfriend's cries were no longer ones of pain. Then I started to get alarmed by the sound. On the floor in front of mine, just a few meters away, live some Arab neighbors, four or five Arabs who only sleep there and must spend the day working. I see the light from next door turning on and opening the windows to see what's going on. When I approach to close them, Bou stops me.
- Don't even think about it! Let them see how I'm fucking your girlfriend!
By then it was too late. My neighbors are freaking out from next door. They're seeing me, with my pants around my ankles and a hard cock, and especially they're seeing my girlfriend, grabbed by the neck of a black man with a monstrous cock, being ridden by him in weight. I decide to go back to sitting down. I see my neighbors taking out their cocks and starting to masturbate and record themselves on their mobile phones.
Meanwhile, my girlfriend starts running again. It seems she's exhausted. Bou takes her to the bedroom and I follow them. He puts her directly on all fours and shoves his cock in until it's at the bottom. While he's fucking her, he pulls hard on her hair until her face is level with his. They're licking each other's tongues and Bou spits in her mouth. Again he goes back to his position and gives her slaps on the ass, which is already red by now. My girlfriend is possessed. She asks for more. Harder.
- Revert me - she says.
Bou gives it to her harder and harder each time. The rhythm is impressive. My girlfriend revolts and manages to turn the situation around. She pulls him looking up at the bed and puts herself on top of him. She rides him as fast as she can. She comes again. He's pulling on her hair and gets up. He shoves his cock in until it's throat, my girlfriend makes a fake vomiting gesture but doesn't do it. Bou takes it out and puts it back in until the throat, leaving it there for a bit, my girlfriend holds her deep throat. Then she takes it out herself and grabs it by the base, gives herself head on the lips, face, pulls out her tongue and hits it with the cock... keeps sucking it off for a good while until Bou stops her.
I'm done then, I've already come and want this to end as soon as possible. The wild passion has unleashed in my girlfriend and she's behaving in a way she never has with me, at least not to these levels. I start feeling humiliated. But Bou didn't stop her just to finish, he stopped her to keep going another way. He puts her on her feet. My girlfriend is a puppet that follows him wherever he goes. In this case, he takes her to a window and pushes her against the glass that looks out onto the same street where the Arab neighbors are still masturbating and recording it all. Bou gives it to her hard again and my girlfriend seems like she's about to come again. Then Bou throws her on the bed, puts her on her back and screws her slowly. He grabs her legs up towards him while speeding up his pace until he comes inside her. That was when I saw that cock shooting out and seeing my girlfriend's pussy flood with cum, and I knew this wasn't going to be a one-time thing.
That night Bou stayed home to sleep. In the morning, when I woke up, both of them were in the shower. I looked and saw my girlfriend on her knees licking his enormous cock. Since then, Bou has come and gone from home several times. Sometimes when I get home, we find them fucking. Always coming inside, telling me that even though my boyfriend is me, she's still his woman. And in some sense, they're right.
I'm just waiting for the day when she finally gets pregnant and I'll have to reevaluate if I'm the one who's really surplus in this situation.
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