Chapter 08

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cuckold family

You confess that you want to be a cuckold for your family:

Mother- Emma (✓)

Older sister- Tamara (×)

Younger sister- Victoria ( ✓ )

Girlfriend- Dana (×)

Reward: Zephar's Aura and Bully Route

I stare at the system wondering who would be the best option for this moment.

ring

I turn to my phone and pick it up as I raise an eyebrow and notice it's a message from Dana.

Dana- (Honey, we have to talk, Mr. Johnson has been insisting that we go see him...he even brought me something)

Intrigued, I quickly answered, hoping that this would be an opportunity to complete the task.

(What was it that brought you?)

Dana-(A costume...of a maid)

She sends me a photo of an extremely short costume. Just thinking about what it would look like in her makes my cock begin to harden.

(Honey, I'm going there)

I swallow hard as I get going.

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After a while he arrived at Dana's house, a little quickly he entered her house while going up the stairs opening her room.

I notice her looking at the extremely short uniform.

Dana's eyes shine with a mischievous sparkle as she takes in the maid's uniform, her fingers tracing the lace edges with a soft, almost predatory smile.

Dana.

He softly spoke, making her startle and change her gaze to a more timid one.

Dana- Evan.....you arrived quickly....well, this is what I wanted to talk to you about.

I notice him forcing an awkward smile as he hands me the maid's dress.

I take it to observe it carefully while I slowly make my decision to speak the truth.

Dana we need to talk about what happened the other day.

She stiffens as she avoids looking me in the eyes.

Dana I know that what we did was not normal But... I have to confess something to you...

I swallow very nervously and hesitantly she turns to look at me.

Honey, what happened the other day can be explained very easily. I have always had the fantasy of being a... cuckold.

She opens her eyes surprised and somewhat excited.

I know that maybe I don't know what you expected from me but imagining you with others...deceiving me to my face.....makes me...hard...like you have no idea.

I hesitantly confess everything as Dana's smile widens.

Dana- So you want to see...how I'm deceiving you isn't it.

I nod slowly as a blush rises to my cheeks.

But I feel her hands gently touching my cheek.

Dana- I love you Evan, if that makes you happy, I will gladly be willing to do it.

My heart beats at his actions as my hand goes to my cheek taking his hand intertwining our fingers.

Dana- Then why don't we go with Mr. Johnson.

I open my eyes as my cock begins to harden from such words.

Dana-"Oh, darling," she purrs, her voice a sensual whisper,

"You're getting hard just thinking about it, aren't you? Good boy. I think it's time we paid Mr. Johnson a visit. Just imagine the look on his face when he sees me in this... and what might happen." let it do me while you look at me.

The thought of putting on that outfit for the lusty old Mr. Johnson sends a shiver through her, her nipples hardening beneath her blouse, a familiar warmth blooming between her thighs.

She leans in, her breath hot against my ear, as she breathes out her next words, sending shivers down my spine.

Dana- And then, if you're really, really good... maybe I'll let you do more than just watch.

Dana puts on her maid outfit, the flimsy fabric barely containing her curves, a tantalizing glimpse of her soft vulva visible beneath the short skirt.

He puts on his trench coat, a thin veil of modesty.

As we walk towards Mr. Johnson's house, my imagination runs wild with visions of Dana being taken by the old man, her moans of pleasure echoing in my mind.

Upon reaching the door, "Are you ready to see your girlfriend in action, my cuckold?" She murmurs, slipping her hand under his coat to give his chest a teasing squeeze.

I hesitantly nod my head as I swallow nervously.

She knocks firmly on the door, the sound echoing in the silent night, her other hand finding yours and giving it a reassuring squeeze.

The door opens, revealing the portly, elderly Mr. Johnson, his eyes widening in surprise and desire as he looks at Dana.

The old man greets us. And he approaches Dana to give her a friendly hug but his hand goes down to her ass.

Old J- Welcome... thank you for coming, it's a real "pleasure to see you"

Dana hugs the old man back with a playful smile tugging at her lips as she feels his hand groping her from behind.

She catches my Desire look over Mr. Johnson's shoulder, a silent promise of what's to come.

As the old man's hand lingers on her ass, she gently untangles herself, making sure to brush against his obvious bulge.

Dana- Behave, Mr. Johnson," she scolds with a laugh, adjusting her coat slightly to maintain the illusion of decorum. "We wouldn't want to ruin the surprise too soon, would we?"

The old man snorts in amusement while

He turns to me with narrowed eyes as Mr. Johnson extends his hand.

I can't stop my hand from shaking slightly as I shake it, and the reality of the situation becomes clear.

Old J- Welcome Evan, how have you been since that "day"

Very nervous and embarrassed, I answer softly.

I'm fine thanks for asking.

Dana walks over and slides her hand possessively around my waist.

Dana- Remember, honey," she whispers,"This is all for you. Our little secret. "Now, let's give Mr. Johnson a show he will never forget."

Old J- Come on in guys I'm sorry for my attitude but I've been struggling with some things that need to be fixed.

Okay, Mr. Johnson, that's what you need.

I take a breath and then speak with more confidence.

Old J- You know the usual, some leaks in pipes, the air conditioning doesn't work, the bathroom is clogged, that kind of thing.

I nod my head thinking.

It's fine if it's in my hands with pleasure But it has some tools.

Old J- Sure, I'll bring them to you right away.

Moments later he returns with a box of tools that Dana snatches from him.

With a mischievous wink, Dana hands me a toolbox, her fingers brushing mine in a silent affirmation of the roles they're about to play. He approaches Mr. Johnson, untying the belt of his trench coat with a deliberate slowness that captivates the old man's attention.

Dana-Of course, Mr. Johnson,"

she purrs, letting the coat slide off her shoulders to reveal the provocative maid's uniform underneath. And I'll make sure every inch of your house is as spotless as you like.

Dana's maid uniform is an erotic vision, designed to accentuate her voluptuous, curvaceous figure.

The dress is tight, the black satin hugs her torso and flares slightly at her hips.

The skirt is scandalously short, riding up to reveal her smooth bare thighs and the lace edge of her matching black thong.

The bodice is low cut, showing off her huge, perky breasts, the fabric taut against the curve of her neckline.

A white lace apron clings to her waist, a playful contrast to the dark fabric, and a pair of sheer black stockings are held up with lace garter strips, drawing the eye to her slender legs.

His eyes turn to me with a mischievous glint that promises that the "cleaning" will be far from conventional.

As Dana begins her tantalizing performance, bending and stretching to show off her assets, Mr. Johnson's gaze is glued to her every move, his breathing heavy with each provocative display.

A small, ruffled cap sits atop her hair, adding a touch of innocent sophistication to an otherwise overtly sexual ensemble.

Dana- Evan, why don't you start studying? he suggests breathily. "I'll be sure to check on you later… to see how your work is going."

He turns around with a knowing smile and sways his hips as he makes his way through the house, leaving you with tools in your hand and tension building in your groin.

As I fumble with tools, trying to focus on the task at hand, Dana's performance begins in earnest.

She bends over to dust, her skirt riding up, giving Mr. Johnson (and me) a tantalizing view of her pale, plump, barely covered ass

Mr. Johnson, emboldened by the situation, lets out a low whistle of gratitude.

Old J-"You're quite a spectacle, aren't you Dana" -He says with a voice hoarse with desire-.

Old J- Any man could get lost in that huge ass and tits of yours.

Dana responds with a playful twirl, her skirt widening to reveal the tops of her stockings and the straps of her garters.

Dana-"Mr. Johnson, you sure know how to make a girl blush," she jokes, her own excitement barely concealed beneath her composed appearance. As she continues her cleaning, she bends over to pick up a stray ball of dust, giving the older man (and you) a view of her enormous breasts.

Dana-"My goal is to please," he adds, looking back over his shoulder at me.

Man, J-"Those legs... were made to wrap around a man's waist," he comments,

Dana-"Maybe they will be... someday," she replies, with ambiguous words.

I watch, fascinated, as Dana displays her body for the old man.

Her provocations, the way she flirts with Mr. Johnson, the audacity of her actions... it all serves to fuel the fire of my arousal.

As your arousal increases, you feel yourself losing control, the need to engage growing stronger with every lewd comment and provocative move.

Mr. Johnson turns to me with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Old J-bNow, Evan, there's one more thing I'd like you to take care of. He says as he points toward the bathroom.

Old J- But before that, we have to take care of your little... Naughty girlfriend.

Feeling her breath catch in her chest, Dana looks at him submissively.

Old J-"Dana," he orders sternly, his voice brimming with authority, I need you to help me while I relieve myself.

He gives her a firm slap on the butt which makes her moan. "You'll hold my cock."

Dana blushes deeply at his bold request.

Old J-"As you can see," Mr. Johnson tells me once again.

"Dana is more than capable of handling important tasks." He winks at her before leaving the room. With that, he takes them to the bathroom to complete the task Mr. Johnson had assigned them.

When you enter the bathroom, Mr. Johnson is standing in front of the toilet, unzipping his pants to reveal his long, thick, very old black cock.

You watch in amazement as Dana approaches him, eyes wide with excitement.

Old J- Hold it steady for me white bitch.

Her hands shake slightly as she wraps them around his erection. She gives him a supportive handjob while he pees, her gaze never leaving his cock, her breathing coming in quick, shallow pants. You can't help but notice how turned on she is by this experience, her body language giving away her arousal.

She seems completely captivated by the older man's phallus, her attention focused solely on his member as she urinates.

It's a harsh reminder of the fantasies you've been ignoring, but now you can't deny the reality before me.

As the bathing scene unfolds before my eyes, you are overcome with a mix of shock, lust, and a growing sense of pleasure as you witness him engage in depraved acts.

As you leave the bathroom, Mr. Johnson pulls Sasha out, his hand on the small of her back possessively.

Minutes later I hear the sound of something breaking, I turn around and notice Dana nervous with some broken dishes while the old man comes over to talk to her, returning to concentrate on repairing.

Minutes later

The sounds of spanking echo through the hallway, mixing with Dana's muffled screams of pleasure and humiliation.

Amngh.More...please...More...Slap..Slap.. loud...Ammhm.. Slap..Mnnhmn...Slap.

You follow its progress with your breathing, with my heart beating in my chest shortly after finishing I leave the bathroom and take in the view before me.

Dana is standing, leaning against a wall, breathing heavily.

She is almost naked and saved by wearing only a black lace thong that does little to hide her wetness.

Her breasts heave with each labored breath, her nipples hardening under the cold air of the room.

His cheeks are flushed with desire, his lips slightly parted as he looks at me with eyes full of need and expectation.

Mr. Johnson returns to my side, a smug smile on his face.

Old J-"As you can see," he says with a satisfied laugh,

Your little girlfriend is a very naughty slut." Her hand goes to her nipples pinching them "All she wants is a big black cock to take her."

With a cocky smile, Mr. Johnson looks at me and then Dana, her eyes shining with anticipation.

Old J-"If you want to see your little slut taking my black cock," he says, and then with a mocking tone he says the following words. "Then you'll have to do what I tell you."

Points towards Dana

Old J- First, take off his underwear."

His tone is authoritative, making my heart flutter in my chest.

You swallow hard and reach out hesitantly, your fingers grazing her soft skin through the fabric of her thong.

You can feel the warmth of her body under your touch as your eyes meet hers.

She gestures at you encouragingly, her gaze filled with confidence and desire. Slowly, you lower the delicate material, revealing her wet slit to both you and Mr. Johnson. Your breath catches in your throat at the sight of her slippery pussy, naked and open for his invasion.

Old J-"Excellent now cuckold," He purrs with satisfaction. "Guide my cock to your entrance."

My stomach churns with a mix of nervousness and excitement as you take his thick member in my hand.

The contrast between my cold skin and his quickly heats up, making my palm sweat slightly.

With trembling fingers, you place it at your entrance, its large head pushing against your wet folds. Dana looks at me with lust-filled eyes, her body trembling in anticipation of his penetration.

Dana-"Fuck me with your black cock honey," she whispers breathlessly, a smile on her lips as...

You slowly push Mr. Johnson's thick black cock into Dana's wet pussy, watching as her expression changes from arousal to one of intense pleasure as his size fills her.

Her muscles tense around him, drawing him deeper into her welcoming warmth. With a loud gasp, she arches her back and throws her head back, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.

Ahhh..Ahh...Ohhnm....Ahnn.Smash.....Smah.

As I continue to watch her get fucked for Mr. Johnson's enjoyment, he leans in to whisper lewd things in Dana's ear.

Old J- They are both desperate for older cock. Not true you pathetic cuckold tell me you are a cuckold you enjoy the sight of your girlfriend being filled by another man.

My cheeks burn with humiliation hearing these words spoken out loud, but at the same time, a part of me is excited by this explicit display about Dana yet seems oblivious to my embarrassment.

Her eyes are locked on yours, her face a picture of ecstasy as Mr. Johnson's large member thrusts into her repeatedly.

Anmhg.... Smash..Mmnmh ...Mnnn..Smash..

She raises her hips to meet his thrusts, her cries of pleasure echoing through the room as she delights.

Dana's moans and moans get louder with each thrust of Mr. Johnson's thick black cock.

She throws her head back, her body writhing under his experienced hands as she surrenders to the pleasurable assault.

His eyes close briefly before opening back up to fixate on yours again, his expression a combination of lust and satisfaction.

Dana- Fuck me harder," she gasps breathlessly, her "After all, I'm your little whore for the night. "I want to feel every inch of that big black cock deep inside me,"

She says this with a cheeky smile that seems defiant to deny his request. Mr. Johnson smiles at Dana's words, a dark satisfaction lighting his features as he increases his pace.

His strong thrusts send waves of pleasure rippling through her body, each thrust bringing her closer to the edge of ecstasy.

He leans into Dana, his lips brushing her ear as he whispers.

Old J- How well you take my cock, you are a whore for wanting it so much in front of your boyfriend. Despite the humiliation and degradation inherent in these comments,

Her body tenses briefly before exploding in an orgasm like you've never seen before.

squirt..Annm...Hhnmn..squirt..squirt..Mmngh

Her moans turn into screams of pleasure as she climaxes around Mr. Johnson's cock, her pussy milking him for every last drop of pleasure.

Mnngm...Mnnhh...Mnmn....Ahhnmg..Ahhnm

You can only watch, fascinated by the sight before you and powerless to do anything but continue.

As Dana's orgasm subsides, Mr. Johnson seems to decide it's time to take it a step further.

He withdraws his erection from her waiting pussy with a wet pop, leaving her dripping with lust and anticipation.

Her dark eyes fixate on Dana's ass, the sight of her round cheeks begging for more attention.

With a predatory smile, he places his large hands on her lower waist, guiding her position to the sofa, leaving his face pressed against it.

She gasps slightly at the sudden change in dynamics, but willingly complies with the orders.

Your heart races as you wait for his next move.

In one swift motion, Mr. Johnson grabs Dana's hips and forces himself into her waiting ass with a grunt of effort and satisfaction.

His thick black cock sinks deep into her rectum, making her body shudder from both the surprise and excitement of this new invasion.

Dana- Oh my gosh. Oh god..more..more. strong!", he shouts out loud as the immense sensation floods his body.

His face wrinkles in a mixture of pain and pleasure as he adjusts to the unknown sensations that run through him.

Meanwhile, I feel a sense of pleasure beyond words as I witness an older man roughly grab my girlfriend.

Mr. Johnson pounds Dana's ass relentlessly as she moans beneath him.

Slap...Slap...Slap..Mmnnhn...Ahh..Slap..

Old J- "That's it, you dirty little slut," he growls between each thrust, his voice thick with lust and dominance. "Take my cock like the dirty whore you are while your cuckold boyfriend watches us."

His words are designed to demean them both, but instead they only serve to further increase Dana and mia's arousal.

Her breathing quickens with each thrust, her body tightening around his member as she acclimates to the new sensation.

As Mr. Johnson continues to destroy Dana's ass, her moans become louder and more desperate with each passing second. Your mind is consumed by the intense pleasure radiating from his rectum, your body responding instinctively to his rough treatment.

Dana- More... please, more," he begs in a hoarse whisper between gasps, his voice heavy with lust and need.

Her face is pressed firmly against the couch as she pushes back against his thrusts, craving deeper penetration and an even more intense climax.

Smash....Smash....Mnnhh.. Smash..Ahhnm

Mr. Johnson smiles at Sasha's pleas before increasing the pace even more, granting her wish for more, but also reminding her who's in control here.

A complex mix of emotions washes over me: humiliation mixed with excitement along with pride at embracing these dark secrets.

Dana writhes under Mr. Johnson's grip, her orgasm getting closer with every passing second.

As Mr. Johnson's thrusts become more aggressive, Dana looks at me pleadingly with wide eyes, her cheeks flushed with arousal and embarrassment.

Dana-"Look at me," he whispers breathlessly, "watch him fuck me."

Her request sends a shiver down my spine as you take in her submission to this man and his advances. My cock strains against my pants, desperate for release as you fantasize.

Before you can respond, Mr. Johnson resumes his thrusts with renewed vigor.

Dana's breathing hitches with each thrust as she struggles to process his words along with her growing arousal.

Ahhnm...Mnmhg.....Hhhnmg.....Mmhhm..

She squeezes his cock harder in response, causing him to moan lustfully from the extra friction her ever-tightening pussy walls provide. Her heart beats wildly in her chest as tears of humiliation and pleasure slide down her flushed cheeks.

Despite his struggles, he somehow finds the strength to reach out a hand and place it firmly on your thigh, a subtle invitation for you to comply with his previous request.

His eyes captivate me as he mouths the words:

Dana- "Please... masturbate."

You look nervously between Dana's pleading gaze and Mr. Johnson's dominant presence over your body before he hesitantly begins to stroke you through your pants.

As Mr. Johnson continues his merciless assault on Dana's ass, he showers her with a torrent of insults designed to humiliate her even further.

His voice is full of contempt

Old J- "You're a useless bitch come on move that ass bitch...come on squeeze more fucking sex toy

Despite her humiliation, Dana's body thrives with the pleasure coursing through her veins from his rough attentions.

She clings desperately to him as he smacks her ass, a physical manifestation of her surrender and desire for more punishment along with the pleasure. However, soon enough, Mr. Johnson reaches his own climax along with her.

Aheee....Hyahhh...Slurpt..Mnmhg...Nnn...

With one last grunt of satisfaction, he withdraws from Dana's waiting rectum, leaving her feeling empty and full at the same time. His hot seed splashes against her buttocks as he pulls away

His face is a picture of satisfaction as he looks down at his conquest.

At the same moment that Mr. Johnson completes his orgasm, Dana begins to run her fingers up my thigh before quickly moving them toward my crotch, an unspoken instruction for you too to find release as you watch her submission unfold before your eyes.

Her fingers brush the bulge in my pants teasingly before sliding inside to wrap around my cock through the fabric.

She begins to gently caress me through my pants while maintaining eye contact with you, her rapid breathing becoming short gasps as she begins to calm down from her own climax.

Her touch sends shock waves of pleasure through your body as her fingers rub against my straining cock through my pants.

My hips jerk instinctively against her touch, pushing myself deeper into her hold as my eyes lock onto hers desperately seeking permission to let go of you completely.

Emma seems to understand my unspoken plea well enough as she nods slightly before finally cumming in my pants.

With Mr. Johnson's seed still dripping down her thighs, Dana lets out a shaky sigh of relief as her body begins to rise. Mr. Johnson lifts her effortlessly, her legs feeling shaky beneath her as they give in to his strength.

His body gleams with sweat and desire as his eyes remain fixed on yours with a mix of gratitude and longing.

He takes her to the bathroom, gently standing her up before turning to her with a predatory smile.

His gaze lowers to her face, his dark eyes fixed on her lips as he addresses her once more in an authoritative tone.

Old J- I want to pee, "Lie down on the floor and open your mouth wide for me."

He waits for her response, his impatience evident in the way he shifts feet. Dana swallows hard at his words, but nods obediently before following his instructions without hesitation.

She kneels on the cold bathroom floor, her body trembling slightly in anticipation as she lies on her back with her legs spread wide, a gesture of complete surrender and submission to his desires.

Your heart pounds in your chest as you wait for him to follow through on his threat.

Meanwhile, you watch from the sidelines, helpless, your cock throbbing painfully in your pants at the sight in front of you as I take pleasure beyond words at the scene unfolding between them.

My stomach churns with a mix of excitement and dread as Mr. Johnson takes another step in his claim of ownership over Dana's body.

Dana looks at Mr. Johnson expectantly as he approaches her with his thick black cock still dangling between his legs, ready to fulfill his promised act.

His cock hovers over her face before he begins to slowly urinate onto her waiting lips and chin. The warm streams of his urine bathe his cheeks, dripping

Dana watches as Mr. Johnson's stream of urine soaks her skin, breathing heavily as she experiences another level of degradation on his hands.

She's not sure if she can take much more of this, but somehow she finds the strength to speak once more.

Dana- Please... I need more," he whispers desperately as he keeps his gaze fixed on his dripping erection over her face. "I'm your toilet. "Use me however you want."

His words are laden with a mix of desperation and longing as he anxiously awaits her response.

Meanwhile, I watch Dana's humiliation unfold before my eyes while simultaneously fighting my own impending climax. My heart races with anticipation as I wonder what Mr. Johnson next; My curiosity gets the best of me despite the embarrassing nature of this scenario. Mister. Johnson appears to consider his plea momentarily before smiling at her expectant figure beneath him.

He takes another step before gently grabbing her head with one hand as he aims his erection at her open mouth once more.

Old J-"Whatever you want, clean it up," he says gruffly before thrusting deep into her mouth forcefully, she willingly begins to Suck and lick all over the old man's cock.

My eyes widen in shock as I witness this intimate moment between Dana and Mr. Johnson unfold, but I also find myself unable to look away.

Dana swallows hard around his cock as he fills her mouth completely before slowly pulling out with a satisfied smile etched on her face despite the humiliation she feels deep inside.

His body trembles slightly after his withdrawal, but there is no denying the pleasure that runs through his veins at having fulfilled his request.

Old J- Clean up Dana and take her away boy, I have things to do.

He gives me a sadistic smile but I proceed to clean her up and dress her in the raincoat while she slowly recovers.

Moments later we said goodbye as I carried Dana in my arms and walked towards her house.

The moments of silence are interrupted when she speaks sleepily.

Dana- Evan...I love you...don't forget it.

He smiled softly as he whispered.

I will never forget it.

To be continued.....

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