<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?filters%5Btag%5D=ex%20girlfriends%20cuckold">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="105984197" src="/2f/00/2f0078b07eafd6c8c0337b6fdb01cc83e66df680ba88c974b212df0560635b13.jpg"></p><p>Christine and Trent kissed as they fell into the bed while Jack remained on his knees. He watched his ex-girlfriend reach down, wrap her fingers around Trent’s cock, and stroke him as she rubbed the head over her plump pussy lips.</p><p>Jack fought off the urge to masturbate as his cuckolding approached. It was almost exactly how he’d imagined it so many times – the only exception being that he and Christine were always dating in his fantasies – and it was so much hotter in person.</p><p>“Is this what you wanted, Jack?” Christine asked as she looked past Trent. “Is this what you fantasized about?”</p><p>“Yes,” Jack answered.</p><p>“You know what I’d like?” Christine said. “I’d like to hear you beg for it, Jack. I’d like you to beg for me to cuckold you. Convince me that you understand just how fucking pathetic you are.”</p><p>“Please, cuckold me,” Jack said. “Please let me watch Trent fuck you. Let me watch a real man fuck you. Let me watch him satisfy you like I never could. Let me witness your pleasure. Let me witness the sort of pleasure you never experienced with me.”</p><p>“That’s not good enough,” Christine replied. “Not even close.”</p><p>“I’m not good enough,” Jack said. “I was never good enough for you. I was never good enough to make you cum like you deserve. I was never good enough to be your boyfriend. It’s a miracle you dated me for as long as you did, given how worthless I am in bed. I’m not a real man. I deserve to be cuckolded. I deserve to be shown just how worthless I am as a man.”</p><p>“Is your dick hard?” Christine asked.</p><p>“Yes,” Jack admitted.</p><p>She smiled. “You’re pathetic. You know that, right?”</p><p>Jack nodded. He couldn’t exactly argue otherwise, given all the things he’d done in the name of arriving at the current moment.</p><p>Christine pulled Trent’s cock between her pussy lips and he slipped inside her. She spread her legs a little wider and said, “Fuck me. Show him what it looks like when I get fucked by a real man.”</p><p>Jack watched as another man fucked his ex-girlfriend. He stared between their legs and witnessed their bodies melding as he entered her over and over. It was so much more than the mere sight of another man’s cock filling Christine’s pussy that excited him, though. Jack listened to her moan like he’d truly never heard before. Not once had she moaned like that when they were together. He watched the way her hands moved over his body. He saw them kissing.</p><p>It was perfectly obvious that Christine was having great sex with Trent. She was having the kind of sex she’d never had with Jack. Trent really was the better man. Jack really was inferior. He hadn’t fully comprehended it until that moment, but it was inarguable.</p><p>After a few minutes of hard thrusting, Trent pulled out and rolled onto his back. Christine looked down and said, “Eat my pussy, you pathetic cuckold. Eat the pussy his cock just filled. Right fucking now.”</p><p>Jack crawled forward and into the bed. He moved between Christine’s legs and he ate her pussy as instructed. She grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled hard enough for it to hurt.</p><p>“You fucking loser,” she said. “You have no idea how pathetic it is to fantasize about this. Your dick is hard as a rock because you’re eating my pussy after someone else has been inside me. You’re not a real man and you never were. You’re just a pathetic loser that gets off on being treated like a worthless little bitch, aren’t you?”</p><p>Christine pulled hard on his hair and Jack lifted his head and looked up at her. The intensity of her gaze was unlike anything he’d ever witnessed from a woman and it scared him a little, though he couldn’t help but feel turned on, too. After all, it was his desire to be a cuckold that had unleashed that intensity.</p><p>“Yes, I’m pathetic,” he said. “Please, can I keep licking your pussy? It tastes so good.”</p><p>“No,” Christine said. “But you can suck his cock like the filthy little faggot we both know you are.” She pulled hard to the right and Jack crawled across her legs and between Trent’s.</p><p>“Get to it, bitch,” Trent said. “Suck her juices off my cock. Show us both that you know your place.”</p><p>Jack wrapped his lips around Trent’s cock for the second time that night and went to work.</p><p>“Unbelievable,” Christine said. “I can’t believe I actually dated this faggot. I can’t believe I ever let his cock inside me. I can’t fucking believe I didn’t dump his worthless ass the first time he disappointed me by being an embarrassingly bad lay.”</p><p>Trent laughed and reached down to push on the back of Jack’s head, making him gag. “We all make mistakes,” he said. “At least you corrected your mistake and turned him into your cuckold. Now you’ve got a little bitch that’s willing to do your laundry, buy your groceries, clean your house, and eat your ass and pussy whenever you’re in the mood.”</p><p>“Make him choke on it,” Christine said. “Push your dick into his throat and making him fucking choke on it.”</p><p>Trent put two hands on Jack’s head and did as Christine desired. Jack panicked as the thick cock entered his throat and cut off his air supply. He pressed against Trent’s thighs but the other man was stronger than him and Jack couldn’t escape. All he could do was fight off the urge to vomit and hope that Trent would let him go before he passed out.</p><p>“That’s good,” Christine said.</p><p>Trent released his grip and Jack pulled back and gasped for air. He drooled onto the bed and stared down at Trent’s slick, spit-soaked cock.</p><p>“Stay right between his legs while I ride his cock,” Christine said before straddling Trent and taking his long, bare cock into her pussy. Jack laid on his stomach and watched as her body swallowed every thick inch. Her moans filled the room once again.</p><p>Christine leaned forward and kissed Trent as she rode him at an achingly slow pace. Jack took in every detail of her pussy lips as they stretched out around Trent’s cock. He listened to the wet sounds of slow, sensual penetration and he felt a deep-seated urge to crawl closer and put his tongue to use.</p><p>“Eat my ass while I ride him,” Christine said. “Put that tongue of yours to use. Show me that you’re not completely worthless and I might let you watch again, cuckold.”</p><p>Jack crawled closer and pressed his face between Christine’s perfect ass cheeks. He licked her asshole as she rode Trent’s cock. He moved up and down as she did the same on the man inside her. His tongue flicked back and forth over her tight, puckered little asshole. When she moaned, Jack felt joy as he happily took at least a little bit of credit for her pleasure.</p><p>Jack wasn’t entirely sure how long he spent between her ass cheeks, but at some point Christine had a loud, lusty orgasm with Trent’s cock inside her. She leaned forward and Jack continued to rim her ass while her cheeks trembled and her screams of pleasure filled the room. He kept eating her ass afterwards, too, both because he thoroughly enjoyed it and because she didn’t tell him to stop.</p><p>Eventually, after a great deal of kissing with Trent, Christine lifted her pussy from his cock and spun around. She rested gently on Trent’s stomach and smiled at Jack.</p><p>“I’ll bet you’d like to eat my pussy again, wouldn’t you?” she asked.</p><p>Christine’s pussy had never looked more beautiful. She was wet and pink and her labia were open from the vigorous ride she’d taken on Trent’s cock. Jack had no doubt his ex-girlfriend would have tasted fantastic and that the experience of eating her freshly-fucked pussy would have been thrilling – just as it had been the first time – so he nodded vigorously.</p><p>“I’m sure you would,” Christine replied with a smile. “It’s too bad I’m not willing to give you what you want. If you weren’t a fucking cuckold I might consider it, but you are, so you’ll just have to take what I give you. Now suck his dick again. Wrap those pretty lips of yours around it.”</p><p>Jack sucked cock without hesitation. He’d fantasized about that part of cuckolding too. He never thought he’d actually do it and he didn’t really enjoy the act of sucking cock, but he was still hugely aroused and there was no denying that being made to suck dick instead of getting to eat pussy – or getting to fuck Christine, which used to be something Jack got to do – was deeply humiliating, and therefore deeply pleasurable.</p><p>“Could you cum in his mouth?” Christine asked. “Is he good enough that he’d actually get you off?”</p><p>“Yes,” Trent said.</p><p>Christine laughed. “You really are a fucking faggot, Jack. I still can’t believe I ever let you fuck me. Seeing you there with that big dick in your mouth, I actually feel a little embarrassed that I let you in my pussy. You’re clearly not worthy of it. You’re clearly not worthy of any woman’s pussy. You are worthy of sucking dick, though. That much is perfectly obvious. But making Trent cum in your mouth would be a reward. That’s what faggots love, right? They love it when a real man cums in their mouth, don’t they?”</p><p>Jack looked up at Christine and nodded. It was the most humiliating thing to do in the moment, and thus it was the thing he thoroughly aroused brain wanted him to do. Christine responded by laughing.</p><p>“That’s enough,” she said. “I want you to suck his balls while I make him cum inside me.”</p><p>Jack lifted his mouth from Trent’s cock and sank a little lower to suck his balls. Christine moved forward, too his stiffness inside her, and began to bounce in reverse cowgirl, giving Jack a truly breathtaking view of his cuckolding.</p><p>“Stare at what you’ll never have,” Christine said. “Stare at his cock filling my pussy. Stare at me working to make him cum. It’s the least I can do, after all. He gave me an orgasm so he deserves one and there’s nothing better than my tight, warm, wet, perfect pussy to make a man cum. Isn’t that right, Jack?”</p><p>He looked up from Trent’s balls and nodded.</p><p>“You know you’ll never have my pussy again, right?” Christine asked. “You know you never deserved my pussy in the first place, and now that you’ve shown that you’re a pathetic, cocksucking faggot, you’ll never, ever get the chance to fuck me again, right?”</p><p>“I know,” Jack said. “I don’t deserve your pussy.”</p><p>Christine bounced on Trent’s cock and moaned. “Not just my pussy, Jack,” she said. “You don’t deserve any pussy and I’m going to do my best to make sure you never get any pussy. I’m going to let people know what you are. I’m going to make sure your friends and my friends know that you’re a cuckold. I’m going to make sure there isn’t a woman in the world who will be willing to let your disappointing dick into her pussy.”</p><p>Jack was relatively certain Christine wouldn’t go that far, but there was something about her willingness to make the threat that he found impossibly arousing. He contemplated the idea of being banished to a pussy free lifestyle simply because he’d confessed his cuckold fantasy to her, and in his aroused state, Jack got harder. He gently rubbed his crotch into the bed, generating pleasurable friction and moaning at the way it made his loins come alive.</p><p>“Are you trying to fuck my bed?” Christine asked.</p><p>“Sorry,” Jack said.</p><p>“Jesus Chris, you’re even more pathetic than I thought,” she said. “Don’t hump the bed. Don’t do anything with your cock. You don’t get to pursue your orgasm unless I say so, Jack. I’m in control, you little bitch. Now suck his balls until he cums inside me.”</p><p>Jack returned to sucking Trent’s balls like the cuckold Christine had turned him into. He worked them with his tongue and listened to the mixture of moans emanating from both people in front of him. He heard the sounds of wetness as a big cock filled his ex-girlfriend’s pussy. He watched her stretch out around Trent’s cock over and over and every second of it lured Jack deeper into the pure bliss of being a cuckold.</p><p>Then Trent’s balls leapt and he moaned loudly. Christine sat down on his cock to receive his load. Jack watched as another man climaxed in his ex-girlfriend and he immediately thought of being asked to clean the creampie. He wanted it desperately. He needed it. He craved it. Being allowed to do so would have been better than an orgasm.</p><p>“Get on the floor,” Christine said. “On your back.”</p><p>Jack moved out of the bed and onto his back. Christine lifted her pussy from Trent’s cock and straddled Jack’s head.</p><p>“You want to eat his load, don’t you?” she asked.</p><p>“Yes, please,” Jack said. “Please, feed it to me. Please feed me his load.”</p><p>“No,” Christine said. “Keep your fucking mouth shut. If you open it and try to taste even a little bit of his load I will kick you in the balls. Do you understand?”</p><p>Jack closed his mouth and nodded. A moment later Christine sat on his face. For a few seconds she stayed still as he fought the urge to push his tongue inside her to live the dream of cleaning a creampie. Then, Christine began to ride his face. She moved her pussy over every inch of his skin. She covered his cheeks, chin, nose, eyelids, and forehead with Trent’s cum. She left a thick coating of it all over him, offering Jack a de facto facial.</p><p>Christine stood up and looked down at him. “You look just as pathetic as you are,” she said before bending over and letting a long string of spit depart her mouth. It landed on Jack’s forehead and slowly dripped down to his nose and onto his eyelid. “You’re going to sleep down there and you’re not going to clean your face. You’re going to wear Trent’s load proudly. If you’re lucky, I’ll let you clean his creampie from me tomorrow morning.”</p><p>Christine got back into bed and tossed a pillow on the floor. Jack put it under his head, closed his eyes, and hoped that he’d be lucky in the morning.</p>