Wild and Kinky Cuck Fun with his Ex-Girlfriend

Zane emerged from his bedroom a little after 10 a.m. on Sunday morning. He emptied his bladder and headed for the kitchen in search of coffee. He glanced at his ex-girlfriend sitting on the couch in a t-shirt and skintight workout shorts, though he knew she had no intention of working out.

Laura had broken up with him nearly five weeks ago, but due to financial constraints and the lack of potential roommates with openings in their apartments, they were still living together, albeit sleeping in separate bedrooms.

Zane poured himself a cup of coffee, stirred in a bit of sugar, and took a sip as he stood at the counter. He debated going back to his bedroom, but it was still his apartment just as much as it was hers, so there was no reason he needed to run and hide.

Instead of retreating, Zane stepped into the living room and dropped into the armchair that he intended on taking with him when he finally moved out. For a moment a brief, painful memory of having sex with Laura on the armchair filled his mind. He pushed it away as he glanced at his ex, who glowed like a woman who'd gotten laid the night before.

"What?" Laura asked.

He sipped his coffee. "Well, I was thinking that maybe you didn't have to bring that guy back here last night. In fact, I was thinking it was pretty rude of you to do that. He must have a place of his own that you could have brought him to."

"He does. He also has three roommates, all of whom were home last night. We could have gone to his place, but he was considerate enough to let me know that his roommates are kind of dumb and a little rude and it might not have been an environment conducive to romance."

Zane thought of the sounds he'd heard the night before, of the vigorousness of the sex Laura had enjoyed. "It didn't sound especially romantic."

She flashed a smile. "You listened?"

"It was impossible not to, Laura." He hated that she seemed delighted at the fact that he'd been forced to listen to his ex-girlfriend fuck some random stranger she'd picked up at a club.

"You have headphones, Zane. I figured you'd use them. You fucking love those things. You have them on all the time."

She was right, which was why Zane looked away. He'd mistakenly revealed that he'd listened because, in a strange way, he'd wanted to. He only hoped that Laura wouldn't push him on it. It was embarrassing enough that he'd found himself oddly enthralled by the sounds of her having sex with someone else in the bed they used to share.

"I have a right to go out, Zane," she said. "I have a right to bring a guy back home, too. I have a right to have sex, just like you do. For some reason you're not trying to get laid, but I needed what I experienced last night. It's been too long."

He let out a deep breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. "I know," he said. "You have every right. You do. It was just...I don't know, it sounded like maybe you were being loud on purpose, like you really wanted me to know that you were getting fucked."

"I did," she replied. "That was probably shitty of me. Sorry about that."

Zane stared at the TV, though the screen didn't really register. He just kept thinking about Laura's moans from the night before. He thought about how he’d gently opened his door, about how he’d heard her implore the guy she'd brought home to fuck her hard, to make her cum. He thought about how hard his dick had been as he listened, about how strange and unpleasant it felt to get so turned on.

"Was it good?" he asked.

Laura looked surprised. "The sex?"

Zane shouldn't have asked, but he had, so he committed. "Yes. Was it good sex?"

She studied his face for a few seconds, pursed her lips, and said, "It was great sex, Zane. I came three times lat night and then once more when he fucked me again this morning. He gave me exactly what I needed."

Zane shifted in the armchair as he experienced more of the arousal from the night before. He hadn't heard them fucking that morning but he was struck by a surprising sense of regret that they hadn't been loud enough to wake him up.

"Are you turned on, Zane?"

"What? No. Fuck off."

Zane got up and walked to his bedroom. He shut the door and set his coffee on the nightstand. He paced the room while taking deep breaths in the hope that his heart rate would come down.

Laura knocked on the door and stepped inside a moment later. "Did you like listening to him fuck me?"

He shook his head.

"Did it turn you on to listen to another man fuck your ex-girlfriend, Zane?"

"No."

Zane was certain she could tell he was lying. They'd dated for 14 months. It was almost certainly true that she knew him better than anyone ever had.

"He sat in your armchair as I gave him head, Zane."

It was an unkind thing to have done, for Laura knew he loved that chair. She must have done it on purpose.

"His bare ass was on your chair as I got between his legs and sucked his dick."

Zane spun around and nearly jumped in surprise as he found Laura standing so close. Without hesitation she reached out and cupped his cock through the jeans he'd thrown on after waking up.

"I had him sit in that chair as I sucked his cock because I was being petty, Zane. It was a stupid little act of revenge for being a disappointing boyfriend, for not wanting to commit to me. You know what, though?"

"What?"

She stepped closer and began to rub his dick. "It turned me on. My pussy got wet, Zane. Sucking his dick in your chair got me all hot and bothered. How fucked up is that?"

She smelled good. A hint of the perfume she'd worn the night before and whatever hair product she'd used suddenly filled his nose. Despite his annoyance, Zane wanted to kiss her.

"I was louder than I needed to be last night, but the truth is, he fucked me so good, Zane," she said. "The sex was incredible. I came so fucking hard."

He tentatively reached out and ran his fingers under her t-shirt. He caressed her stomach and she smiled while stroking him a little faster through his jeans. Zane's hand moved to her back and he pulled Laura closer until their bodies were pressed together.

"I know you liked listening," she said. "You basically admitted it out there in the living room. You didn't have to listen, Zane, but you did, which meant you liked it. You liked hearing me moan."

Zane couldn't remember the last time he'd been so turned on. The arousal was potent enough that it clouded his thoughts, making it impossible to respond with anything other than the truth.

"I opened my door so I could listen," he admitted.

She smiled. "How kinky of you, Zane."

"It's fucked up."

"Yes, it is, but here I am stroking your dick and waiting for you to put a hand down my shorts so you can feel how wet my pussy is."

Zane's fingers pushed past the waistband of her workout shorts. He moved through her closely-trimmed pubic hair and over her pussy lips. Two fingers slipped inside her and Laura smiled as her lips moved towards his.

"I want you," he said.

"You can't have me. I'm not your girlfriend anymore," she replied with a smile.

Zane added a third finger to her pussy. He rubbed her clit, too, eliciting a low moan as Laura's eyelids fluttered. She unzipped his pants and freed his cock. Her fingers encircled his shaft and he moaned from the warmth and softness as she stroked him.

"Laura, I fucking want you."

She moaned and her lips brushed against his neck. "I've already gotten dick today, Zane. Good dick, too. I don't need more."

"How good?"

Laura released his cock, stepped back, and sat on the edge of Zane's bed. "Better than yours."

Jealousy and insecurity roiled inside him as Zane stood there with his cock protruding from his jeans. A drop of precum glistened at the tip and Laura's gaze followed his towards it.

"What do you want?" he asked.

"I'm not sure. I'm thinking about it."

She laid in his bed and removed her shorts. They flew through the air and landed on the floor as Laura shifted her body to rest her head against his pillow. Her thighs parted and she ran a hand between her legs and began to masturbate.

"Was he really better?" Zane asked.

"He was," she answered without hesitation.

Zane took his cock in his hand. He stroked himself as he stared at Laura. "You're so beautiful. So sexy."

"I know, and I'm sure that makes it even more difficult to know that you can't have me, Zane. I could have been yours forever if you were willing to even talk about marriage, but you and your fucking commitment issues meant that I had to dump your ass."

Her naked anger stung a little, but Zane knew he deserved it. He knew that he'd led her on, to a certain extent. He could still remember the overwhelming disappointment on her face when he'd told her he wasn't especially interested in marriage.

"I should thank you, though," she continued, "because now I get to experiment. I get to have fun. I get to try out all kinds of guys and see which once I want to give myself to forever. The guy from last night isn't a keeper, but god damn did he know how to fuck."

She plunged two fingers into her pussy and quickly added a third. Zane watched and stroked himself.

"It was really hot to listen," he admitted.

"Did you jerk off as you listened to someone else fuck me?"

He shook his head.

"Too pathetic?"

"Yes."

Laura laughed and rubbed her clit furiously. She lifted her t-shirt and grasped one of her breasts. She arched her back and Zane watched an orgasm wash over his ex-girlfriend. He slowed his strokes - he wasn't going to cum on the floor - and watched as the pleasure worked its way through her body and a smile settled over face.

Then, Laura got up and headed for the door. "That was fun," she said. "Feel free to think about me while you jerk off into a sock or whatever. Hell, feel free to take a seat in your favorite armchair and jerk off while you think about me sucking someone else's cock in that chair."

She walked out and closed the door. Zane jerked off - into a pair of underwear and not a sock - and then he hopped in the shower and tried his best not to think about everything that had happened in their apartment that morning.

---

"I'm going out tonight," Laura announced the next Saturday. "I intend on bringing a guy home. You're welcome to listen, Zane."

True to her word, Laura brought a guy home. They fooled around in the living room. Zane listened intently. He imagined her sitting the guy in the armchair and sucking his cock with his bare ass against the cushion. He heard them walk by his bedroom. He heard her door open. He waited a little and then slowly opened his door. Something on the floor caught his eye and Zane bent over to pick up a pair of black satin panties that Laura had clearly left for him.

"You're so wet," Zane heard from down the hallway.

"I really like sucking cock," Laura replied.

Zane looked down at her panties and noted a thick white cream in the gusset. The guy hadn't cum, so the cream must have come from her. It must have dripped out of her pussy. She was turned on and Zane hoped it was because she knew he was listening.

"I need you to fuck me," she said. "Hard, if you don't mind."

Zane stood in his doorway and stripped out of his pants and underwear. He ran his fingers over the satin panties as he listened to Laura get fucked. The sounds were louder than the previous week. Her door must have been wide open, as was his. He heard the bed squeaking. He heard every moan from his ex-girlfriend. He heard the guy breathing heavily and moaning.

Zane wrapped the panties around his cock. He used the cream from her pussy to lube his shaft. He bathed himself in a kind of pleasure he'd never experienced before and an accompanying orgasm arrived soon after. He blew his load in the panties, making a spectacular mess while he grabbed the door frame to keep from falling over, such was the power of the climax.

Afterwards, Zane shut his door, got dressed, and put his headphones on. He closed his eyes and listened to music while gentle aftershocks of pleasure slowly worked their way through his body, each putting a smile on his face.

Zane awoke to a start. Laura stood by his bed in a pair of underwear and a bra. She held his headphones and her black satin panties in her hand, having removed them while he slept.

"What are you doing in here?"

She held a finger to her lips. "Shhh, he's asleep." Laura then lifted her panties. "I see you enjoyed my gift."

Despite his embarrassment at having masturbated with her panties, Zane nodded.

Laura set his her panties and his headphones on his nightstand and pulled his sheets aside. To Zane's surprise, she straddled him, leaned down, and kissed him softly. He was hard in almost no time.

"I came even harder this week," she said while rocking her hips back and forth over his crotch. "His dick was a little bigger, too. Bigger than the guy from last week, I mean. He reached just a bit deeper inside me. I think I've decided that whoever I marry needs to have a big cock. The sex is just better that way."

"Do I have a big cock?" Zane asked.

She shook her head. "No. You're average, Zane. Average in so many ways, actually. There's nothing wrong with that, of course, but that's what you are."

Though Zane wanted to touch her, he didn't want to make the wrong move and drive her out of his room, so he remained still as she continued to generate friction across his crotch.

"Fuck, I'm so wet," she said.

Zane yearned to be inside her. He'd expressed that desire a week ago and been denied, though, so this time he stayed quiet.

Laura removed her panties, giving him hope. She had no intention of fucking him, though. Instead, she slid her hips forward until her pussy was situated over his mouth.

"You were always good with your tongue, Zane, so I'm going to sit on your face and you're going to make me cum as a way of saying thanks for giving you my messy panties."

Laura sat on his face and Zane at her pussy voraciously. She almost immediately removed her shirt to play with her tits, offering Zane a wondrous view that made his dick throb just a little more.

After cumming, Laura climbed off his face and swiftly removed his underwear. Before Zane could say a word, she wrapped her cum-soaked panties around his shaft and started jerking him off. At first it was a strange and off-putting experience to receive a handjob lubed with his own cum, but soon enough Zane was gripping his bed sheets as an orgasm approached. He came hard and Laura covered his mouth as he moaned. She collected his cum with her panties and set them on his stomach afterwards. She blew him a kiss and walked out, leaving him alone to bask in the aftermath of a second spectacular orgasm.

He fell asleep quickly and woke to find the crusty panties on his chest and his naked cock flopped against his legs. Zane smiled as memories of the night before filled his head and wondered if he and Laura had found a new avenue to rekindle their relationship or if it was nothing more than a brief exploration of a new kind of pleasure.

---

The following week, Laura utilized Zane's mouth three times. Once while she was watching TV, once after a shower, and once after he'd gone to bed. Each time he made her cum without argument and each time she offered nothing in return. Zane masturbated after each incident of oral pleasure, though, and each orgasm was fueled by the taste of her pussy still on his tongue and the memories of listening to her get fucked from the previous weekend.

That Friday, Laura went out again. As with the previous two weeks, she came home with a guy. Zane expected to spend the night listening, but soon after Laura got home there was a knock at Zane's door.

He answered it to find his smiling ex-girlfriend standing in the hallway.

"Come to the living room," she said.

Zane followed. He saw a man sitting in the armchair. A naked man. His smile revealed that he'd had a fair amount to drink that night.

"Hey, man," he said. "I'm Corey."

Zane raised his hand in greeting as he tried his best not to look at Corey's cock, which was stiff and slick with what he imagined was Laura's saliva.

"Corey has agreed to let you watch as I suck his dick," Laura said. "Isn't that nice of him?"

"Yeah man," Corey chimed in. "She mentioned that you're into this kind of thing, that you like to listen as your ex gets fucked. I told her I wouldn't mind if you wanted to watch. I mean, it sounds pretty hot, to be honest. I like that this is your chair, too, that I'm gonna get head in your chair while you sit there on the couch and watch. In fact, I fucking love it, so why don't you take a seat and watch this beautiful girl suck my big dick."

Zane found himself dropping onto the couch without thinking about it. Laura stripped to her bra and panties and got on her knees between Corey's legs. He leaned forward and they kissed as she stroked his cock.

"Make me feel good, baby," he said. "Suck my dick while your ex watches."

Laura went to work and Zane watched her lips part to take the thick cock in her mouth. Corey ran his fingers through her hair and rested his hand on the back of her head. 

"God damn she's good," Corey said. "Do you miss it, man? Do you miss her mouth?"

Zane nodded.

"I didn't suck his dick much," Laura explained. "I never loved giving him head, to be honest. I like giving head while he watches, though, or while he listens, and I really like giving head to a guy sitting in his chair."

Corey's smile communicated how much he loved that particular set up.

"You can jerk off if you want, man," Corey said. "I don't mind at all. You oughta get your rocks off, after all."

Laura had resumed sucking cock and Zane was tempted to pull out his dick as watching was far more arousing than he'd expected. He kept his dick in his pants, though, choosing instead to stroke himself through his jeans.

Zane lost himself in the surprising beauty of his ex-girlfriend's lips moving up and down another man's shaft, so much so that he lost track of time and was surprised when Laura's head popped up.

"I need to get fucked," she said.

"My pleasure," Corey replied.

She looked towards Zane. "Would you go get me a condom? They're in my nightstand."

Zane should have turned her down, but he felt a rush of pleasure at the idea of getting her a condom so someone else could fuck her. That pleasure propelled him to her bedroom and back. He handed his ex a condom and she rolled it down Corey's cock before climbing into his lap and guiding him inside her in the armchair.

"I want you to watch," she said to Zane. "You can sit on the couch. You can get closer if you want. You could get on your knees right where I was if you want. You can jerk off into my panties, too. They're nice and wet."

Zane stared at her panties on the floor as Laura began to ride the thick cock that was now deep inside her. He stood stone still next to the couch while contemplating if he could handle the rush of embarrassment he'd feel at surrendering to his desire to get on his knees and watch from close up while she rode someone else's dick.

Zane went for it. He stripped from the waist down. He got on his knees in front of the arm chair. He wrapped the panties around his dick. He stroked himself while Corey grabbed Laura's ass to help her ride him harder and faster. The sight of her pussy lips clinging to his thick shaft was astounding, and the sounds of sex were so much louder and clearer than when he listened from down the hallway. The intensity of his arousal was damn near overwhelming, leading to the most pleasurable masturbation of his life.

Zane climaxed at almost the exact same time as Corey. It was, in fact, watching the other man's cock pulse in the condom that put Zane over the top as he grappled with the notion that his ex-girlfriend's pussy had given someone else such intense pleasure that it brought about an orgasm.

Laura climaxed too and it sounded to Zane like her orgasm rivaled his in terms of sheer power. The way she seemed to collapse into Corey's arms only added to his certainty that she'd cum hard. Zane found himself hoping that his presence had enhanced her pleasure.

Afterwards, he made his way back to his bedroom and quickly fell asleep.

Zane woke the next morning to a text from a friend whose roommate had just moved out. Zane could move in that week.

Laura stepped into his room not long after. She took off her t-shirt and panties. Her pussy lips were wet and swollen. She crawled into Zane's bed and pulled his underwear off. She straddled him and they kissed. Soon enough his cock was inside her.

They fucked with her on top and did so until he'd cum inside her. She came once with his dick buried in her pussy and then a second time when she crawled forward and fed him his load from her pussy, doing so wordlessly and without argument from Zane.

Afterwards, she settled next to him and rested her head on his chest.

"I found a place to live," he said.

She ran her fingers through his sparse chest hair. "I'd rather you didn't move out."

"Are we dating again?"

"No, but I want you to stay. I'm having too much fun with you as a roommate."

Zane took a moment to think about it. "Okay. I'll stay."

She kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you."

Zane smiled and pulled Laura a little closer. He wasn't her boyfriend anymore, but he certainly felt blissfully happy and there was nothing wrong with trying to remain in that state for as long as possible.