My girlfriend and her bull Part 8 (LoveBoy Tales)

The weeks after Miranda's first threesome were a mixture of cuckold euphoria, jealousy, and horniness for me. Miranda and Luke fucked more than ever. I watched on as my girlfriend got pounded from behind, creaming all over Luke's cock and moaning her pleasure loudly into the room. I watched as her breasts were roughly handled and pinched, and as Luke tossed her around the bed, twisting her into all sorts of positions to be drilled in. When Miranda's back arched and her mouth opened into an orgasm, and when her eyes were gazing far into the distance with strings of drool and saliva hanging from her lips - I knew that in those moments, my girlfriend did not belong to me. In those moments, she was another man's bitch.

Fortunately, Luke did not have Miranda participate in many threesomes during this time. She was shared only once more with Mark. Her second threesome session began with giving Luke a blowjob while Mark was permitted to fondle her breasts. This then transitioned to her being spitroasted on her back, her mouth getting facefucked by Mark while Luke took her pussy. Of course, it ended with Miranda on all fours, getting double penetrated from behind in her ass and pussy. I always marveled at her submissiveness during these sessions - when she was having sex only with Luke, she would take initiative in sucking his cock, in kissing him, in spreading her legs wide to be fucked. But when a third person was added, she became a passive slave. She would sit kneeling by Luke's side as he chatted with Mark. She would bring them drinks and snacks while naked. She would provide blowjobs with a snap of the finger. She would masturbate for their entertainment, while the two of them of them laughed, called her a slut, and fondled her breasts. I noticed that Luke also had a possessive streak, only allowing Mark to cum inside the holes that he had already used during that session. Miranda's mouth and pussy would only be available to strange cock after he had taken them first, and her asshole was off-limits to all except for him. I witnessed this firsthand when, during their second threesome, Mark tried to mount Miranda's ass, to which Luke responded by shoving him off the bed and saying, "that hole is mine, not yours." Seeing Luke talk about my girlfriend's body as if it were his property made my face go red with jealousy, but I couldn't deny the massive erection I got when I witnessed it.

I was hoping, in the early weeks of December - given the presence of my girlfriend's birthday and Christmas during this month - that we would be able to spend quality time together as boyfriend and girlfriend, maybe even have some sex. I admit that I desperately craved Miranda's pussy, having been denied it for so long. It was to my own humiliation and defeat when I asked for penetrative sex in late November, only to be turned down by my girlfriend. Upon hearing my request she giggled and said, "Babe, you know just as much as I do that cuckboys don't get pussy." The words made my erection so much harder, and I ended up jacking off in the bathroom afterwards, shooting a massive load into the toilet. It was humiliating and emasculating, and I hated that I loved it.

It was a mere week before Miranda's birthday when I was sitting in my apartment's living room, eating dinner alone. On the table in front of me were two plates, each one topped with an expensive New York steak and homemade mashed potatoes. I had even gone as far as to set up some romantic candles on the table. My plate was almost empty, while Miranda's had hardly been touched - her fork and knife lay discarded to the side, and her steak had cooled considerably. The roses I gave her this morning lay limply on the couch behind me, and as I continued chewing, I could hear the sound of my girlfriend's voice emanating from our bedroom, growing louder as she masturbated herself closer to an orgasm. "Oh, *fuck*....I'm close to cumming, Luke....I'm close...."

I could feel my fists clenching. It was a Saturday, and so Luke would normally be here to fuck Miranda, but today some errands prevented him from arriving. I had hoped to take the opportunity to spend some time with her as a normal couple, but right before our dinner began Luke had messaged her, saying that his errand had finished and asking whether she wanted to masturbate with him on a video call. Of course, she replied in the affirmative.

As I chewed on the last bit of steak on my plate, I heard Miranda's voice rising in a crescendo. Her voice quivered, and I could tell that she was about to have an orgasm. "I'm....I'm about to cum! Fuck! Oh, *fuck*-"

I heard her squeal as she came, the sloppy squelching noise of her fingers sliding in and out of what must've been a dripping wet pussy becoming audible to my ear. The steak in my mouth tasted like dust, but I still forced myself to swallow. Miranda stayed in our bedroom for a few more minutes - I could hear her speaking quietly to Luke through video call, but couldn't hear exactly what she was saying. After maybe two minutes I heard footsteps, before the bedroom door swung open and Miranda walked out naked. I could immediately tell that she had been masturbating - her breasts were hard, her pussy was wet, and her right hand was covered with her fluids. I stood up, my dick growing hard at the sight of her body.

"Hey babe," Miranda walked forward seductively, swaying her hips in a way I'll never forget. "Thanks so much for waiting."

"M-Miranda," I stepped back as my girlfriend walked past the dinner table. "Um, dinner is ready if you-"

Before I could complete my sentence, Miranda had lightly pushed me onto the couch and climbed on top of me. Her breasts were pressing against my chest and her pussy fluids were warm and sticky, staining my pants and legs. I tried to say something, but before I could, Miranda had jammed two of her right fingers into my mouth, forcing me to lick her juices. "I was just speaking to Luke," she whispered into my ear, "about what I wanted for my birthday."

I couldn't respond in words, instead managing only to weakly garble around her fingers. She continued, now beginning to rub her pussy against my pelvis, making me groan as my cock was stimulated through the fabric of my pants. "I think," she said, "that the perfect gift would be a night with him..."

My eyes widened, but before I could voice my protest Miranda reached her left hand through my pants and began rubbing my cock, making me groan loudly. I felt Miranda's fingers sliding out of my mouth, her juices now shining on my lips and chin. Again, I tried to speak, but before I could, Miranda raised her torso and buried my face in her breasts, squeezing them roughly as I struggled in between those delicious mounds. "What do you think?" I heard her ask, her voice seductive enough to make a wet spot form in my pants as my dick began dripping precum. "Would you like that, babe?"

I struggled to breathe in between her breasts. When she finally lifted her mounds, I gasped and managed to say, "I w-wanted to spend the time with y-you-"

"Aww," Miranda smiled cruelly, her fingers still teasing my dick. "What a loyal little cuck. But don't you want to make me happy?"

"I...I do-" I groaned as Miranda's grip around my cock tightened. "*Fuck*, babe, please...."

"Then let me spend the night with Luke," whispered Miranda, now wrapping her arms around my neck and leaning her chest up to my face again. "Let me spend the night with a cock that can make me feel good..."

"B-but...you're my g-girlfriend..."

"I am," whispered Miranda, and I felt her fingers beginning to jerk me off faster. "I am your girlfriend, babe, and I love you more than anything. But I am also a slut and a whore. I want to feel good, babe...I want *you* to feel good too..."

"Then s-stay with me-"

"Is that what you really want?" whispered Miranda. I felt her hands slowly twisting around my hardened shaft and moaned loudly. "Or is that what you try to convince yourself to want?"

"P-please, Miranda, please....oh, *fuck*..."

Miranda leaned in towards me, and I could feel her breath on my lips. A familiar, cruel smile began playing on her face. "You say one thing but your cock reveals the truth," she whispered. "You want me to get fucked on my birthday, don't you? You want to see me get speared by Luke...to watch me get taken."

My moans grew higher, and I could feel my legs shaking as I built towards an orgasm. Miranda did not relent, her fingers continuing to twist around my cock. "Surrender," she said, her voice sending tingles down my spine while her breasts slid up and down my chest. "You want it, babe...just give in..."

Her menstruations proved too much for me to handle. I yelled as my cock erupted, sending small spurts of runny white semen flying through the air. Miranda giggled as she watched my body flail. "I'll take that as a yes," she said, before standing up and walking into our bathroom. I soon heard the sound of running water as she entered the shower.

I sat up and cleaned myself with some tissues. The couch was a mess. The roses I bought for her had been knocked to the floor. Her dinner had grown cold.

I told myself I would confront Miranda later, that I would tell her my true thoughts. I told myself that this was unacceptable, that my girlfriend should remain with me during her birthday. But to my frustration I found my cock growing hard every time I imagined the alternative scenario - Luke's cock, pistoning into her pussy on her most celebrated night, while she moaned her pleasure into my bed. How could I complain about an image I jerked off to every time it crossed my mind? To my own frustration, I found myself resigning to the depravity that was to come.

The excuse we came up with for my "ignorance" of her nighttime activities came in the form of me "staying at work late" because of an incoming deadline. This way, Miranda could also play into the role of the dissatisfied girlfriend, whose partner rudely abandoned her even on her birthday in favor of work. It was one of our weaker excuses, but I don't think Luke particularly cared when it was Miranda's sweet pussy that would be available to him as a result of it.

It seemed that no time had passed when I woke up on Miranda's birthday. While she would be occupied at night by Luke, the rest of the day remained free, and I tried to take full advantage of this. At noontime I brought her to a nice Italian restaurant for lunch, after which we walked around a park for the entirety of the afternoon hand-in-hand. It was a desperate attempt to establish myself as her boyfriend - a thin facade to cover over the depravities she would be engaged in later that night. As my girlfriend laughed by my side, kissed me on the cheek, and took pictures of pretty flowers in the park, I couldn't help but think of what she would be doing in only a few hours. Noticing the nervousness on my face, Miranda offered comfort in the form of holding my hand and hugging me frequently. To most passerby we probably appeared as a normal couple. Afterwards, when we returned to our car, Miranda leaned in and kissed me in the parking lot, wrapping her arms around my neck and whispering, "thank you babe...I love you..." I kissed her back and told her that I love her too, and that I wanted her to be happy. Neither of us mentioned what would be happening that night, but even so, I felt a wet spot forming over her crotch as I hugged her. Even then, while sharing an intimate moment with her boyfriend, Miranda was still thinking about the cock she would be receiving that night.

I tried to ignore these observations, focusing instead on treating my girlfriend like a princess for her birthday. On the drive back home I stopped by a jewelry store and bought Miranda a pearl necklace. She smiled when she saw it, put it on immediately, and told me that it looked beautiful.

Two hours later I was sitting in an empty room in the office, watching as that same pearl necklace swung back and forth around Miranda's neck as she was pounded from behind by Luke's enormous cock. She was naked and on all fours, her ass tilted up to allow easier access, and her whole body moving to meet each of Luke's thrusts. As the pounding continued I saw Luke reach forward and fondle Miranda's breasts, squeezing them and rolling her tits with his fingers. His cock made a wet squelching noise as it slid into her pussy, likely due to the womanly fluids that were covering its length. Miranda's mouth was hanging open, her gasps of pleasure piercing through the air as Luke continued prosecuting her pussy ruthlessly.

Luke reached forward to grab a fistful of Miranda's hair and lightly tugged. "What a cheating little slut you are," he mused. "Even on your birthday, you still want your daddy's dick?"

Miranda nodded frantically. Her head was beaded with sweat and her cheeks were flushed red. "Y-yes d-daddy," she gasped, "my boyfriend couldn't f-fuck me like you do...your c-cock makes me happy..."

My vision went blurry with jealousy, but at the same time I found my hands unzipping my pants and taking out a quickly-hardening cock. Through the spycam I could see Luke smiling. He released her hair and placed his hands around her waists. "Oh, I know it does," he said, now beginning to intensify the speed of his pounding. Miranda's pussy grew wetter and wetter until it was dripping juice all over the sheets. Her back arched and she gave out a loud grunt as Luke raised a leg over her ass to give himself a better, more dominant angle at her pussy. "New necklace?" I heard Luke ask, as he playfully slapped Miranda's ass. I noticed that he seemed to be handling her a little gentler than how he normally did. Miranda, trying to speak in between her moans, managed to gasp out, "Boyfriend...gave it to me...this...morning...*"*

Miranda's gasps soon turned into moans, which grew louder and louder as she approached an orgasm. Luke, sensing the inevitable, took the time to lube up a finger, before circling the outside of my girlfriend's asshole with it. The response was immediate. My girlfriend moaned loudly, bucking her hips and raising her ass higher. Her legs began quivering, and in the instant her pussy contracted into the first stages of an orgasm, I saw Luke slip one finger into her asshole.

My girlfriend's head raised towards the ceiling, her mouth opening into a singular cry of pleasure that rang through the room. Her legs spasmed and her head collapsed into the pillows as her body shook with her first orgasm of the night. Her pussy visibly clamped down on Luke's cock, and thin streams of clear fluid flowed freely out of it and dripped onto its length. Luke continued thrusting for maybe ten seconds, prolonging Miranda's orgasm, before stopping and letting his cock slide out of her pussy.

Miranda's whimpered, her face still buried in the pillow as she rode out her post-orgasm high. Apparently regaining some senses, she looked back at Luke and raised her ass again. "Keep fucking me," she said, "you didn't cum yet."

Luke smiled and patted her pussy. "Believe me, I would love to," he said. "But it's your birthday. I want to focus on your pleasure tonight. I want to make you happy."

Miranda looked up at him, a puzzled expression on her face. Luke never spoke in such a way. "Wha-"

Her voice was cut off as Luke suddenly leaned forward and locked into a passionate kiss with her. I watched as the two of them made out, and as Luke's tongue danced inside of my girlfriend's mouth. At the same time he cupped one of Miranda's breasts, softly kneading it. This was so unlike the way he normally slapped her breasts or roughly grabbed them, but the difference seemed lost on Miranda. She moaned into Luke's mouth, allowing her breasts to be fondled, and leaning her head back in pleasure when Luke disconnected from her mouth to kiss her breasts. His tongue swirled over her nipples, making her moan and instinctively spread her legs a little. I noticed how her pussy was already beginning to secrete fluids again, and felt my jealousy rising when Luke turned his attention from Miranda's breasts back to her face, and began tongue-kissing her once more.

As the two of them kissed, Luke guided Miranda onto her back so she was laying on the bed with Luke on top of her. I watched as her nipples grew hard and her face flushed red with arousal - as her pleasured gasps mixed in with Luke's voice, which spoke soft praises - he whispered to her about how she was beautiful, about how she deserved to feel good, and be treated like a princess. I watched as Miranda slowly surrendered to these quiet seductions, and as Luke's kisses trailed down her neck, over her breasts, and finally reached down to her inner thighs. Miranda moaned, her legs voluntarily spreading - her pussy had recovered from its last orgasm, and was already shining with new fluids. Luke mercifully chose to indulge her, his tongue finally beginning to swirl over her dripping pussy.

As I watched Miranda moan and gasp while being pleasured by another man in my bedroom, I could feel my arousal growing in tandem with a terrible fear. What I saw before me was not Luke fucking my girlfriend like a slut, or a sex toy, or a slave. What I saw before me was passionate, heated, and filled with emotion. I watched as Luke's tongue swirled over my girlfriend's pussy lips, and as her arms instinctively grasped his head and forced it farther down into her crotch. This, I realized, was not a hard fuck.

This was lovemaking. Good, old-fashioned lovemaking.

It wasn't long before I heard Miranda gasp, "put it in me, please - please put it in me, babe..." She voluntarily spread her legs and wrapped her arms around Luke's torso. By now, her pussy had secreted so much womanly fluid that it was practically coated in a clear juice. Luke disconnected his mouth from her pussy, wiped his face clean, and positioned his dick at her entrance. Mercifully, he pushed it in, and soon he was thrusting into my girlfriend in the missionary position, his face locked into an intense kiss with Miranda as the smacking sound of his pelvis against her pussy grew louder and louder. I watched as Miranda's naked legs wrapped around Luke's pelvis, and as her increasingly-loud moans were muffled by Luke's incessant French kissing. Luke would occasionally disconnect from her mouth to kiss her breasts, but it wouldn't be long before the two of them were glued back together like a pair of lovebirds.

The pleasure soon caught up to Miranda, and it wasn't long before she was approaching another orgasm. Her lips had saliva dripping out of it in strings, her legs had begun quivering with pleasure, and her arms - which were previously wrapped around Luke's torso - had collapsed above her head, where Luke had pinned them together as he continued to fuck my girlfriend. I heard her gasp, "just like that, babe," and "*fuck*, it feels so good." She seemed in a trance, and soon enough I heard her moans beginning to increase in volume as she approached another orgasm. Luke sped up his thrusts and jammed his tongue into Miranda's mouth the moment she came, silencing her cry as their tongues danced together. Her legs, which were wrapped around Luke's torso, spread into a V-shape and spasmed for a few seconds, before collapsing onto the mattress. As Luke disconnected from Miranda's mouth, a string of spit connecting their lips, I saw that Miranda was gasping for air, trying to catch her breath after such an intense orgasm. No more than thirty seconds later, Luke had sat her down at the edge of my desk and was thrusting into her from in front, his eyes hungrily gazing at her breasts and face as his cock slid deep into that wet pussy.

For one and a half hours I watched as Luke took Miranda's pussy. I watched as time and time again the woman I loved came around another man's cock. I watched silently and closely, my hands absentmindedly stroking my hardened dick. To think that Luke was taking my girlfriend's pussy on her birthday while I remained far away in an office, watching the whole thing unfold, was an emasculating thought indeed. I went to the bathroom a total of four times during this encounter, each time jacking off inside a stall. While my cock felt only the grip of my hands around its thin shaft, Luke's girthy cock was rubbing against the warm, fleshy walls of my girlfriend.

Of course, the last fuck of the night was anal sex. Luke positioned Miranda on her back, tilting her legs up until they basically reached her shoulders. Using her legs as leverage, he lifted Miranda's pelvis up, revealing her asshole. "You're ready?" I heard him ask. Miranda nodded, her eyes fixed on Luke's cock. "Please," she whimpered, "put that massive cock in my ass, babe. Put it in and fuck me good."

Luke grinned, before squirting some lube onto his dick. Lining up his cock, he easily slid in and began fucking Miranda with hard, deep thrusts. As he did, he stepped his feet to either side of my girlfriend's waist so he was essentially crouching over her pelvis, while thrusting downwards into her ass. This time, I could tell that Luke wanted to finish with an orgasm - his thrusts were more intense and deep, and his grunts became lower in pitch than ever before. "*Fuck*," groaned Miranda, her legs now quivering above her chest, "you like that, babe? You like the way my ass squeezes your cock?"

Luke groaned, his pace quickening further. "You're so *fucking* tight," he growled. "Keep clamping your asshole just like that..." As he spoke, he reached forward and fondled one of Miranda's breasts, twisting it in his hands and making her squeal with pleasure. "Your nipples are still hard after so much fucking," he commented. Miranda nodded, her voice shaking in between Luke's thrusts. "They only....get hard...for you..." she managed to get out. Her pussy had creamed itself with juices, to the point at which her crotch was basically covered with a thick, white discharge, and every thrust of Luke's dick caused a loud, wet *smack* to resonate through the room. I watched the camera with wide eyes, marveling the sight I could only ever see through a screen - the sight of my girlfriend as she entered the initial stages of an anal orgasm. Her legs began to shake and her arms clawed at the sheets behind her head. Before I knew it her pussy pulsated and squirted three jets of fluid all over Luke's torso, and her asshole clenched down on his cock. Her cries of pleasure, combined with the sudden contracting of her tightest hole, caused Luke to also go over the edge - his thrusts became ever more urgent, before he finally speared his cock balls-deep into Miranda's backdoor. His cock visibly pulsated as he came, and he let out a loud, drawn-out groan into the room, before collapsing on top of Miranda.

The two of them remained like that for maybe thirty seconds. Miranda's breasts rose and fell quickly as she caught her breath, while Luke wrapped an arm around her and squeezed a breast. "I hope you enjoyed that," I heard Luke say. Even he was a little out of breath. "Again, happy birthday."

Miranda smiled. Luke slid to the edge of the bed, stood up, and walked towards the bathroom, but before he exited the frame, Miranda called out, "wait."

Luke stopped and turned.

Miranda gestured to the patch of mattress next to where she was now sitting. "Come back," she said. "I want to give you something in return."

Luke raised an eyebrow but complied. He sat down on the bed next to Miranda. "What is it?" he asked.

Instead of responding with words, Miranda got onto her knees in front of Luke and slowly crawled towards him, swaying her hips back and forth. "I wanted to thank you for being so kind to me, master." Her voice had taken on a silky, seductive tone, and when she got close enough to Luke she lowered herself onto her stomach and leaned her head forward, giving his half-deflated cock a lick up its length. Luke grinned, his dick beginning to quickly harden once again. Miranda licked up his length two more times, before pumping his cock with her hands, and then lowering her head down onto it. Soon she was bobbing up and down on Luke's length, her lips making a loud slurping noise as they slid over it.

Luke leaned his head back and groaned, enjoying the service. "Fuck, you've gotten better," he said, his voice slightly pitched as my girlfriend's tongue slid over his shaft. Miranda, who had begun fondling his balls with one hand and twisting his shaft with the other, disconnected her mouth from his cock and looked up at him submissively. "You only came twice today," she said, as she pumped the base of his shaft, "you must have so much horniness pent up inside you..."

As Miranda brought her mouth back down, Luke grunted with approval. "I spent all my time pleasuring you," he said, as he leaned back on the bed, "but it is good that you haven't forgotten your place...little slut."

Miranda shivered as Luke finally referred to her by her proper nickname. "My place is right here, master," she said seductively, running her tongue over the head of Luke's cock. "You have been kind to me today...and now I would like to repay you."

Luke's grin widened as Miranda returned to her task of deepthroating his cock. Without warning he suddenly grabbed her head and jammed his entire cock down her throat, holding it there until her eyes began to water. "That's right," he growled, "you'll be repaying me in full tonight, slut..."

Miranda struggled, saliva and precum dribbling out of her mouth as she gagged around Luke's dick. When he finally released her she pulled off his cock, coughing and spluttering. Without saying another another word she returned to dutifully devouring the massive cock in front of her, accepting without complaint all the moments in which Luke would force her head down on his cock, or slap her face, or roughly grope her breasts. I realized then that this was her way of returning to her status as a slut - that, after having such passionate and gentle sex, she wanted to remind Luke of the power he held over her. I watched as Luke displayed his dominance in my bedroom - as he made Miranda choke and gag, and as he roughly kneaded her breasts and smacked her face. It was made all the more humiliating by the fact that it was Miranda's birthday - and while I wasn't even allowed to have sex with her, Luke was sitting in my apartment, on my bed, with my girl's mouth gagging on his length.

After maybe fifteen minutes, Luke grunted loudly and announced he was close. "I think I'll cum on your body today," he said, giving one of her breasts a squeeze. Miranda nodded, signaling her understanding, before beginning to bob her head faster and faster. Her hands twisted around the base of his cock and her tongue swirled all over its length. I watched as Luke's breathing quickened, and finally as he extracted his cock from Miranda's mouth and aimed it over her face and breasts. Five enormous bursts fired out - strings of cum landed on her face, on her cheeks, and on her chin and neck. Luke grunted as he fired his payload, bringing his cock so close to Miranda's face that it was literally sliding over her cheek, and after the ordeal was over sat back in the bed, breathing heavily. Miranda, her face covered in Luke's seed, smiled and kissed the head of his cock. The two rested for a short time before entering the bathroom to clean themselves.

When I returned home that night I found Miranda fast asleep on the couch. I did not bother trying to wake her up this time. The bedroom was a mess as usual - The sheets were saturated with pussy juice and sweat, the pillows and blankets had been knocked to the floor, and Miranda's discarded clothes lay scattered all over the place. Two condoms - each with massive loads in them - lay on the bed. By now I was used to cleaning up after my girlfriend; I went through the standard protocol, replacing the sheets, discarding the condoms, and spraying air freshener to clear out the smell. But upon cleaning up, I noticed something I didn't normally see. A shiny object, lying on the ground in the corner of the bedroom.

The necklace I bought for Miranda. It was left abandoned on the floor, the shining pearls that adorned it covered with thick droplets of dried cum.