Huge Horns of End Year (Part 5)

Brought from our Patreon page where the latest part of this series is already published and new chapters of a new one. After 30 minutes, I received a message from an unknown number. When I opened it, I recognized the same profile picture that I had seen in the message that arrived on my girlfriend's phone that morning. A photo of my girlfriend's full breasts covered in cum was the only message in the conversation. Below this, I read What a shame you're not there to clean them up, cockhold. This guy was learning fast. I stood there stunned, looking at Pauli's tits filled with cum. In a moment, I realized I was in the middle of a crowded beach and feared someone would pass by and see me looking at that, thinking I was a pervert, depraved, and get me into trouble. I glanced around, turning my head and looking over one shoulder, then the other, and luckily didn't find any indiscreet glances that would deprive me of contemplating a little more the Pollock that Felipe had made on those beautiful breasts that were all mine until recently. This is life, I told myself. And this is what cornudos like you are, another voice in my head said. There is no fullness in being a cuckold but constant feelings that come one after the other, or all at once, ranging from deep love for our partner to unbearable hatred towards ourselves. There are moments when I fervently wish not to be a cuck. It's not that I want to be an alpha male in those moments. Simply, I don't want to feel that compulsive desire to put myself in this situation of pain. But I can't help it, I fervently desire to see other men, more men than me, attend to my wife and laugh in my face. The sunset arrived about half an hour later, and with it, Pauli and Felipe returned to the beach. They came back chatting, laughing, like two accomplices of a feat that no one should know about. The afternoon had set quite a bit fresher, like it usually happens in the east, and I realized that the fever I had wasn't letting me notice it. I noticed because Pauli was no longer wearing the remerón that barely covered her Booty with which we had arrived at the beach. Instead, she had put on a short and a loose cotton swimsuit. She looked comfortable. How was that little beach my love?, Pauli said before giving me a tender open-mouthed kiss. While I saw them arriving, a significant part of my being waited anxiously for that kiss to taste like cum from her new male. Unfortunately, it tasted like Colgate toothpaste with a small amount of foam that we had brought for the weekend in the east. Fine my love, I replied, making all the effort in the world to stay relaxed. How was it for you guys?, I asked. Both looked at each other with much complicity, as if holding back laughter. It went great. We ordered a bit, but there's still quite a bit to order, Felipe said, complacently punching my shoulder. Yes, I realized by the photo. Everything was very disorganized, I said, making myself the joke, throwing a joke to try not to look like the biggest idiot on the beach. Capable of ordering a bit more tonight Feli and I, love, Pauli said, as if apologizing for warning me that no one was talking about ordering, but rather about getting it on. I didn't need it, even though my girlfriend was living a summer love, leaving me almost planted in the weekend that was supposed to be for both of us. But... my horns, always my horns, were going to let her do what she wanted, without me daring to question her decisions. But this time Pauli is going to help me order at home, Felipe said while winking at me, hiding the real message that he was going to shake up my girlfriend against the walls of his house, hanging from her cock. But aren't your friends at your place?, I asked without being able to hide how much I was scared by the idea of leaving Pauli alone among so many men. account. No love, relax. Feli's friends are in a house next door. He's alone in a loft, he told me, trying to calm me down and making it clear that everything was planned out. Ah, okay! Good, I just managed to say, feeling as stunned as if I had received a Mike Tyson pineapple. I'm leaving you, cuck. Spend some time together, Felipe threw at me and headed towards his friends who were still on the beach. I looked at Pauli with all the love possible and we hugged. Are you okay my love?, I asked trying to make her feel protected. I'm reee good!, she replied with a nearly adolescent exclamation of happiness. This weekend is really great! Thanks for everything my love!, she said and gave me another strong hug. You don't have to thank me. It's all for you!, I responded. You know, you're everything. You're my cuck. And I'll always be here for this, I added. I already know my love. You're the most cuck in the world, besides, my girlfriend repeated. I like this dude, she said. I know if so, it shows. He's really cool, I replied. Beyond being cool. I like him. I don't know what he has but the idea of having him around makes me hot. Like I want to have him all the time since we saw him yesterday on the beach. And how I fuck my love! And what a nice cock she has! I like it!, Pauli told me. I listened attentively to these truths that were piercing my heart like Roman arrows, but at the same time making my head spin. Pauli told me that besides the screwing they had, they spent a lot talking and that the dude really liked her style of life. He was interested in knowing everything about it, what we had done, what we wanted to do, and what we would never do. She said she told him everything, fascinated, and even showed him some photos of me feminized. I died of shame. A little bit I got angry because he didn't ask if I wanted to share that, but I couldn't say anything. I stayed silent looking ahead as we walked at the rented house. Pauli realized and immediately hugged me and made some of my favorite gestures. She held me back, and we kept going like that. When we arrived at the house, it was already between day and night. That moment when the sky is incredibly beautiful, lovely, and happens like that, without any effort. Something similar to what happens with Pauli, she's lovely, in all her being, including her Hotwife side. It seemed she didn't want to make an effort at all to find it, it just came out naturally. And I was melting more than the midday sun. We had something to snack on at the little grill outside, it was fresh and nice. Time was passing and I knew my girlfriend would be with me for a bit longer. We smoked one, laughed a lot, thought about something else, loved each other more. Good love, Feli wrote that she's coming to the house soon. If you don't mind, I'll take a shower and get ready, then I'll leave, Pauli said with her phone in hand. Go ahead love, no problem. Enjoy yourself, I said as always. I was a bit annoyed with the whole situation of Pauli leaving me for the whole weekend that was supposed to be ours, so I decided not to participate in getting ready and stayed outside, half in the dark, alone, contemplating the emptiness of the night. My mice were flying around but I wasn't giving them much space. I was in one of those moments that all cucks go through. That one where we reject what we desire, resist and believe ourselves to be intact. I was just in that moment. Like with the need to tell my girlfriend that it didn't seem right to me, that I wanted to spend time with her, have sex with her, enjoy each other's company together. I was struggling with myself all the time it took for her to get ready. It must have taken 40 minutes before I got untangled from my own thoughts, angry. Are you sure you don't mind if I go love? Aren't you? Pauli's voice snapped me out of my reverie. I looked up at her, still stuck in my thoughts. The contact From my view with her image was the start of the spell that took away any mystery about the sense of all this that would lodge in my brain. Seeing her there, with that strapless top she had chosen for the occasion, giving the impression of being a very weak rival to the power of my queen's tits, making anxious men and women alike, before the imminent sensation that her tits were going to slip out at any moment. Following the gaze down, they would find a mini dress in colors, fitted and short, but not enough for me to have to keep pulling it down all the time so as not to see her ass. Fresh, but ripping the earth with how sexy she looked. What a piece of woman my girlfriend was! I felt like I had to stop complaining internally, that I had to enjoy what fate was giving me, the possibility of being the world's biggest cuck, as Pauli always said. Then I gave myself over completely. Opah mi love! How beautiful you are! How lovely you look!, I flattered her in the most exaggerated way possible. Do you really say I'm beautiful? I didn't have much to wear, I hadn't planned on a date, haha, she said distrustfully. Yes, my love. You're beautiful. Anyway, I don't know if this look will last long, anyway, it seems like..., I said trying to calm her down. Do you say Feli would like me? I'm not really a slut, am I?, she asked and furrowed her brow in a way that seemed funny to me. I never could make that kind of gesture. Love, I think the guy doesn't need you to dress up in any particular way for him to know you're a slut. I think he already knows that aspect of yours, I dared to tell her at risk of offending her. Well, I'd love to arrive naked and have him grab me. But one can't lose decorum. Cock I'll be anyway, she said with an astonishing naturalness, as if she were talking to a close friend. She didn't finish saying that when the lights from a car... Illuminated the street in front of the house. 'Good love. Ahí vino', he told me briefly. He grabbed my face with both hands and gave me a soft and sweet kiss. He looked at my eyes and said 'I love you'. I smiled like an idiot, with a melted face probably, 'I love you so much', I replied making a silly emphasis on the 'ch' that seemed a little ridiculous to me. I saw her walk away from me almost running towards the street, where Felipe's car had already stopped. She turned around behind him and got in through the passenger door, feeling like she was 20 again, probably. The car took a few seconds to start moving, maybe 20, I don't know. The fact is that I stayed there standing, looking, unable to see anything happening inside the vehicle, it could be anything. They might have been talking, they might have been saying hello amicably, they might have been discussing their plans for the night, flattering each other, or anything else. Of course, I had already chosen to think that they were re-licking each other's mouths, and that Feli's hands, as he liked to call Pauli, were already unbuttoning my girlfriend's strapless dress. Two timid honks and the car putting itself in motion was the signal that there was nothing more for me to do there. She had already left. I went back inside the house to keep playing video games, seeing in my head how I wanted Felipe to grab my girlfriend. Like her, who was a queen, she deserved it. I sat down on the sofa in the living room/kitchen, put some music on, and started browsing social media and looking at something on my phone. As if to kill time and nourish the fantasy. I imagined, of course, that they would be driving in the car and he, being such a jerk, would somehow manage to get my girlfriend to suck his cock on the way home. Total, she had already sucked it off on the beach after leaving a party. It was clear that she didn't have too many problems with him seeing her with him, or she was sure no one she knew would do so. He thought about that blow job of his cock before reaching the destination? In some way, I was convinced it wasn't true. I also thought she could lift her legs over the car's headrest, open them up, and run her thong to show him how wet my pussy was, and let him slide in a few fingers while imagining his cock filling me. Would they talk about me? I had some persecutory ideas that would put both of them referring to my person in the little conversation they'd have on the way to wherever they were going. He probably would mention how lucky I was to be so cuck, and surely he'd show incredulity at the possibility of him wanting to be cuck himself someday. She would talk very well about me, surely, she'd take care of me. Unless he got into alpha mode and made many references to my cuckoldry, and how little man I am, leading my queen to get excited by the idea and think of me as a small man. We're here, my love. I'm going to leave the phone for a bit because I'm going to get tasty with this guy. I won't let him in the house, I think. Jajajaja. Kisses. I love you, said Pauli's message a few minutes after I had rested my body on the couch. The heat that had me was holding onto my heart with both hands and hitting it against the floor. But how good it felt! I knew my loved one wasn't going to forgive him for even half a second. She wanted to re-fuck him so badly that just ten minutes later, I received another message from Felipe, this time with a photo of my wife, still wearing the strapless dress but without the thong, on all fours, with her ass in the air on an unknown bed. Cockhold. Look how my slut of your wife is getting it. Do you know what she came for?, said the message under the photo. I got caught up in the game and replied with cock. As a counter-response, I received another photo that said The cock that's already eating her. Desperate. See you later, and showed the abdomen all marked by Felipe semi-covered by Pauli's head, which was already filling his cock with slobber, in the same position as the previous photo. My own cock sprang out of my Bermuda shorts like a spring, and I started the tortuous masturbation operation. That masturbation that you do until almost cum, but don't let yourself cum because you don't want to lose the level of heat you're reaching. You want to know if there's more heat ahead. I imagined the guy riding my girlfriend, asking her if she was a slut, she answering yes very convinced. He asking again, like wanting to be sure, and she screaming yes, yes, yes. All this while not stopping giving cock. Something more than half an hour went by without any news from Pauli. I had already gone back to porn, but I kept doing the tortuous masturbation operation. Suddenly a message arrived from Pauli. Hola love. ¿Cómo estás?, like nothing was happening. I all desperate, answered Hola mi love. Bien, acá. ¿Cómo estás vos? ¿Ya se acabó? ¿Cómo estuvo?, almost at the same time. Jajajaja. Estuvo demaaaaaaaás., he put me. No, no se acabó todavía, he added, answering another of my questions. Es aguantador el muchacho, he said flattering him. Don't let envy in, and I tried to rejoice at my girlfriend's expense, getting along with the exorbitant heat she was carrying. ¿Y vos cómo te sentiste?, I asked. love. Perdí la cuenta de cuántas veces acabé. Más de 10 seguro. Jajajaja, he told me, leaving me aghast. I accelerated the tortuous masturbation and stopped it suddenly. ¡Wow! ¡Qué bueno! ¡Me encanta que disfrutes así!, I replied as if to answer something. She didn't respond more. A while later, now another message arrived, this time from Felipe. It was a 5-second video of my girlfriend devouring the Ecuadorian banana. She ran it all over and back again with her tongue, kissed parts, put her head in her mouth, made attempts By getting her cock inside even more and pulling it out through the side. What a goddess. 'It's coming. It's coming,' she said below the video. Based on what I saw in those 5 seconds, I could bet that my girlfriend wasn't going to take more than a minute to start riding that cock that had her completely hypnotized. She would probably bury the whole cock and shake her hips in several directions, interchanging strong and slow and deep movements. She would probably come many times more than before, because I knew that was her preferred position for coming and cumming. They took longer than I expected to communicate again. The one writing to me now was him, saying 'yummy girlfriend you have, cuck. Delicious sex'. I immediately wrote to her to ask how she was. 'I'm all done', she responded simply. 'Did you like it?', I asked. Pauli chose not to answer my obvious question and instead put 'I never came so much love. I can't believe it. This is too much. I rejoiced. The skinny one is divine. He has an incredible cock. And the other one knows how to use it', he told me, passing on his review of his new lover. The chat continued for a few minutes. Pauli told me without giving away many details some things they did, highlighting that he loved how she gave him 4 and that there was sure to be another round. I got a message from Felipe with a location. Below a photo. And a text that said 'Come on, cockhold'. The photo was one of mine in thong and red stockings, with my ass facing the camera, which only Pauli had seen, and he somehow convinced me it was a good idea to share it with Felipe. I think the message was clear. I felt goosebumps from the good ones.