GF Starts Her Taboo Travels Ch. 02

WARNING: This is a group sex and intense cuckolding story that includes gay and bisexual activity--and interracial themes. If any of that is too much for you, please skip it!

LANGUAGE WARNING: Porn-consistent use of the word 'nigga.' If this is going to trigger you, please skip this story.

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*All Characters are eighteen or over!*

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My adorable girlfriend Emily had been crystal clear: No beating off after just that one cum until I stopped by her house the next night to be her voyeuristic cucky for the very first time. She was adamant! And while she didn't have any way that she would be monitoring me, it only felt right in my new beta cucky role to be obedient.

So, even though I could do little else but obsess about how hot my sexy thin, little blonde Emily was going to look getting fucked by big cocks, and even though I had a near constant hard on the next day and it was a Saturday with me home alone, somehow I refrained from masturbating.

I busied myself with school work, video games, and a good long walk.

Finally, it was 8pm. I had driven over, parked and was just about to ring the doorbell. (I had my own car--nothing special, but it was mine.)

"Shit!" I thought to myself. "I'm hard already again!? How embarrassing! I'm going to walk in the door and Emily and whoever is with her are going to see my tented pants. Fuck!"

But I knew that there was no point in trying to wait for my thin little five-inch erection to subside. No. And as it turned out, the thought of my imminent humiliation only made me more turned on--and harder!

"Well," I thought. "My dicklet may be little--but at least it's also hard as rock! That's a comfort!" I rationalized. I rang the doorbell.

I was surprised by who opened the door to greet me.

It wasn't my girlfriend, Emily. No.

It wasn't any member of her family, either. They were all away.

Nope.

It was my best friend, Jeff--my very well-hung best friend, to be clear.

"Hey man!" he said, cheerily.

"Hey..." I said back, more gloomily.

"Aw, man!" Jeff replied, picking up on my mood right away. "Your girl told me you're cool with this, that you were turned on to the idea of her becoming a slut... Emily promised me that you *wanted* to see her get fucked... What gives?"

"Well..." I began, tentatively. "You can't blame me for having mixed feelings, can you? I mean, I think I'd still rather have her all to myself... But since she has her mind set on slutting around, it is true that I think it'll be a turn on to watch... Yeah! I think it should be very hot!"

"So... You're okay then, Rob, that I'm going to be one of the guys to fuck her here tonight?"

"Uh... What do you mean 'one of', Jeff?"

"Oh... Emily didn't tell you?"

"Nope... I knew I was coming her to watch her get fucked by someone else tonight, but that's as much as she would let on... She said she wanted it to be a surprise."

"Oh! I see! Hmmm..." Jeff was stalling, I could tell. He wasn't sure that he wanted to be the one to tell me more. "Well, why don't we go join the other folks in the living room, Rob."

"The other 'folks'--as in plural?" I queried.

"Yeah... you'll see... And I'll let Emily explain, I think!"

"Uh... okay."

And in a heartbeat we were in the living room.

And, indeed, there were *several* other people.

No, not just Emily, like I might have expected before Jeff started to chat with me.

Far from it.

Rather, Emily was there, sipping a cocktail and so were some more folks.

So were *FOUR* more guys to be specific!!

My two pasty-looking rivals were there, Howard and Josh, and so were the two biggest, blackest, most athletic studs of our high school... The two guys with the biggest cocks (as far as I knew): Maurice and Craig.

Maurice, who also went by "Mo," had a famous, thick ten-incher, and Craig was well-reputed to have the biggest cock in the school, at eleven inches and supposedly "nearly as thick as a beer can."

"So," I thought to myself. "I guess tonight I'll see what Craig's cock is really all about... That'll be interesting!"

My next thought was, "With everything going on here, why is my first thought about Craig's cock?! Hmmm!"

Everyone was hanging out, drinking cocktails or beer and passing the time waiting for my arrival.

Emily saw me, turned to me with a big smile, and shouted "Surprise!! Surprise, Boo! Yup!! I decided to jump right in with a gang bang with the five guys who I'm most excited to fuck! All five!"

Emily ran up to me, gave me a big smooch on the cheek, and a hug.

"No mouth kissing for you tonight, cucky! Nor maybe again ever!! We'll see! Teeheehee!!"

Then Emily gave my crotch a quick feel, and immediately could tell my little dick was rock hard. She announced it to the room.

"Oh, good, everyone! Rob may look pale and anxious, but his little 'boi clit' is rock hard!! He's excited!! Good!! Now... Just in case, let's get him tied up and over in a corner, shall we? Howard and Josh-- you're his rivals, why don't you tie him up, eh? Oh, and pants him so we can all see how turned on he is while the rest of you all fuck me, eh?! Yes, do pants him!"

In short order, I was pants-less--and underwear-free, to boot--and tied up to a chair in the corner. As a kindness--or was it unkind?--I had a full view of the whole living room. Brazenly, I still had the gumption to speak up.

"But Emily!" I exclaimed. "What the fuck?! How are you going to have the stamina to fuck all five of these guys tonight?"

"Aw honey!" she responded. "I forgot to tell you... No speaking unless spoken to! No speaking unless one of us asks you a direct question! We don't even care if you need to poop the chair or piss yourself, got it? No interruptions. Do you understand? Oh... and in front of my studs... You're to call me 'Mistress.' And we'll all be calling you insults... You remember how I explained that, I'm sure... Do you follow me, dipshit?"

"Uh..." I thought fast. I wasn't sure I loved being quite so submissive. But--a very important 'but'--I noticed I remained incredibly turned on and my little boi clit stayed rock hard. So I stayed submissive. Or, rather, I pivoted to being submissive!

"Uh..." I continued. "Yes, Mistress! Dipshit understands!"

"Good!" Emily responded. "And to answer your question, I have a couple of friends here to help. They just happen to be in the bathroom freshening up. Jeff's girlfriend--Brenda--and my pal Melodie, from San Diego. Both are also here to get fucked... You see, I found out that Josh has a beefy eight-incher almost as thick as Jeff's, and Howard has a huge-for-a-white-guy nine-incher, so the two girls agreed that all the cocks were big enough for them to help me out! Naturally the white guys have to wear rubbers... But I don't think they'll be complaining!"

Brenda and Melodie were both objectively even hotter than my Emily. Brenda is a tall red head, and Melodie a short, busty blonde. Both were curvier than Emily. Less sexy to me because I had no emotional attachment at all-- but incredibly hot!

It was going to be really fucking hot to watch them in this gangbang, too! "YESSS! Yay!!!" I thought to myself. "This is going to be memorable! Fuck!"

I let out an involuntary groan of excitement when Emily explained all this. "Unggggghhhh!"

"Lucky for you," Craig interjected. "Moaning and groaning does not count as speaking out of turn, boy. Knock your socks out, faggot. Moan and groan all you want!"

It started to become clear that Craig was the true alpha in charge here, and that he was choosing to let my girlfriend do most of the talking, to serve his own preferences.

"By the way, dipshit" Craig added. "Me and Mo. We like having a few white guys help out. Helps get the fillies ready for what we have to offer with our 'nigga dicks.' A few decent-sized cracker dicks warms them up for us... so they're not 'overtight' for nigga dick... In case you were wondering."

Just then, Brenda and Melodie joined the group, having returned from the bathroom. Maurice passed them each a drink to sip on as everyone was continuing to chat, and Emily was laying the ground rules out.

"Okay, Everyone!" Emily asserted herself. "I know I'm ordinarily a little shy, but Master Craig--who's in charge here--thought it would be the hottest if I laid out the basics. There are a few things everyone needs to know...

First of all, this may be my house but Craig here is in charge--he's 'Master Craig' now to all of us.

Behind him, is also a Master, Master Maurice. After that is, me. If one of you other white bois or girls doesn't know what to do, you can ask me or one of the Masters to direct you.

Second of all, this is going to be a gang bang through to morning. All three of us girls have agreed to fuck and suck through to morning, even if we feel exhausted. If one of our holes is exhausted, we're simply going to offer another. Sometimes you may occasionally have to settle for a hand job. It's possible that our holes might get too sore and then it will be only hand jobs... But we're going to go as long as you guys are going to go! If you guys can keep getting it up through the morning... We're here to get you to 'nut' through until the morning!

We've all promised to take every guy in our mouth and pussy at least once.

We've all committed to give up our ass-virginity to a white guy--and then offer our ass at least to try a few inches of thick black cock, too.

It's going to be an intense orgy!

My boyfriend, Rob, he knows that he may never fuck me again, that I might decide to stick with really big cocks going forward only, and he's accepted that. He's my beta cucky going forward. He'll adjust.

Jeff-- Brenda didn't have the guts to tell you, but she's planning on going black-only after tonight. This will be goodbye sex for you... And you'll have to think if you're willing to be her beta cucky going forward... I'd like to fuck you a lot, if it helps, and so would a lot of girls, so perhaps don't feel too sad. I don't think you're going to end up sexless like I'm expecting of Rob.

Oh! And another thing... Naturally, white guys have to wear rubbers for pussy and ass fucking and black guys-- well, of course not!

Last but not least... One of us girls is fertile... but we're not saying which! One of us wants to get bred!

Alright everyone... Any questions?"

Unsurprisingly, it was Jeff who was most energetic to ask a question. He nearly didn't even let Emily finish.

"What?!?!" he shouted, clearly shocked and a bit red in the face, as he turned to his girlfriend. "What the fuck, Brenda?!?! How could you do this to me?!? Fuck!!! After how loving a boyfriend I've been?!"

I noticed the two big Black guys moved a little forward--just in case things went sideways.

But they needn't have worried, as it turned out. Brenda quickly disarmed Jeff, as it happened.

The bombshell redhead walked over to her boyfriend and gave him a hug with a big open-mouth kiss.

"Oh, shut up, Jeff!" she cooed. "This is going to be your best life ever... Just take a beat! I know you've been fantasizing about me getting blacked! You're going to love to watch me get fucked by Maurice and Craig and other BBCs!! And it's not like you're going to go celibate like little-dicklet-boi over here."

Brenda gestured at me briefly before continuing. "No, there are plenty of girls who want to fuck you and your impressive-for-a-white-guy eight-incher... I've been spreading gossip about how good a lover you are for ages... Emily will be a regular... Well--at least for a while, until she goes black-only, too... Melodie is even taking a rare pivot from black for you, sweetheart!! Naw... You're going to be fine! And besides... Look at that big stiff tent in your pants! All of us can see that you're turned on!! The cucky hard-on *NEVER* lies!"

"Sigh!" Jeff replied, defeated by his girlfriend's reasoning. "I guess you're right, dear... This is all very shocking... but maybe you're right!"

"Of course, I'm right!" the sexy Brenda responded.

"Okay kids!" Emily interjected. "Glad we got that sorted!"

"Yeah... kids!" Craig then echoed. "So here's what we're going to do... Mo and I are going to chill while we *graciously* let the white bois loosen up those pussies for us a little... That's right, you white guys get to go first... But we got a way we want to see you do it! So listen up!"

Craig gave a loud clap and then continued. " Mo, Emily, and myself will direct you... For starters, Emily will be making out with her two pals, Josh and Howard, who've been pining for her for years... Brenda will be making out with Mo, as she definitely won't be kissing her boyfriend tonight, nope... Chump, you just had your last kiss from her ever! Melodie will make out with you, though, Jeff, to ease your pain some... all while faggot loser Rob will just stay tied up watching... Me? I'm just going chill and watch for a bit, is my plan... I'll cut in as it suits me--resist me, and it'll be punishing, I promise... Okay... You heard me, you all! Get busy!!"

Mo commented, even as Brenda moved to approach him. "Craig! Shit! You've really mapped this out, hunh?"

"Yeah, Mo!" Craig responded. "They don't call me 'Master' for nothing! I know how to run a fucking gangbang--for sure! It's all in the E-MO-SHUN-AL factors! AND. AND. And include plenty of foreplay!"

"All right, man!!" Master Maurice complimented Craig and gave him a high-five. "Way to go!"

"See bois! Especially Josh and Howard! I told you tonight would be special for you!" Emily chimed in again. "You'll also each get to lose your virginity with me--after pining for me all of high school! I'm going to make sure you don't go off to college as virgins!"

"Oh, fuck! Emily! That's so awesome! I've always dreamt it would be you!" Howard said.

"Seriously?" queried Josh, apparently still too stunned at his good fortune. "You're really going to take our virginity?"

"Yes, my dear friends! Yes!" Emily responded energetically. "French kisses, blow jobs, and my still-virgin ass to boot! And you get to fuck the other girls, too!"

"Wow!" "Just amazing!" "Thank you so much, Emily!" "Come kiss us now!" "Yes, please!"

"Okay fellas!" my girlfriend responded, and then she led them to a sofa, seating one on each side of her.

Emily spent the next half hour lustily making out alternately with Howard and Josh.

The two other pairs made out lustily as well, Jeff with Melodie and Mo with Brenda, as Craig hung back and savored the scene, occasionally throwing a taunt my way.

"Wow, faggot! That's one lusty mistress you got there! No wonder that she needed to move past being with you and your little shrimp dick! Ha!" That's the kind of taunt he would say.

I was stuck tied up, glued to watching Emily making out with my rivals--more amorously than I could remember her ever making out with me! Her mouth seemed hungrier. Her stroking seemed hungrier. She seemed more pliable in their embraces.

Craig put on some music. Brenda leaned into making out with Mo. and Jeff sought solace in Melodie's lusty embrace.

It was amazing to see how horny my girlfriend acted with the pair of my rivals.

As she would energetically French kiss with one, the other would caress her torso, breasts, legs, ass, or hair.

"Oh, it must just be how charged this situation is!" I tried to reassure myself quietly in my thoughts. "But boy, she sure is into kissing those assholes!"

"Fuck! You guys are good kissers!" Emily declared, as though reading my mind. "I don't know why I waited so long to do this!"

For her part, Emily's hands roamed as freely as the boys, including to their crotches.

"Unngh!" she moaned. "That's quite the sausage you have there, Howard! Christ! It's big for a white guy! Josh-- yours is big, too! Even at the smallest for our gangbang tonight! Gosh, it's fucking HUGE! Unggg-- God, I wish Rob had such a nice cock! Maybe then I wouldn't have had to 'upgrade' like this!"

It hurt my ego to hear my sweetheart--the love of my young life so far--coo and purr over my rivals' bigger cocks... And it made it sting even more when she compared me outloud to them... And quite unfavorably! But... But...

It was also intensely arousing! It was sublime for me even, I realized! I loved being cucked! It was so humiliating! It was so erotic! It was so exciting to see my love--the girl who I really adored-- to see her transform into a big-cock-craving and wanton slut... right before my eyes! Right in front of me! Right with me in the room!

"Ffffuckkkk!" I shouted, almost involuntarily. "Emily, you're such a fucking whore! Oh my fucking god!!"

Craig scowled at me. "This is your one warning, fag! Speak out of turn again, I just may lock you in the basement. You fucking got it?"

"Yes sir, Sir Craig! Fag fucking gets it, Sir!"

Emily turned to me, taking her mouth off of Josh's for a moment. Her eyes went straight to my inflamed boi clit--stiffer, harder, and redder than it had ever been--and simultaneously we both realized that it was also oozing precum at an amazing pace--dripping visibly from the tip and onto the seat of my chair, even! "Shit!" I thought to myself. "My clit is so ridiculously stiff and drooling precum already?!?! Fuck! How mortifying! How utterly humiliating!"

"Ha!! I can see you love this whole scene, boyfriend! My beta cuck! Look at your little dicklet--so inflamed and drooling! Look at the precum dribbling already out onto your chair!! You *obviously* love, love, love seeing me turn into a gangbang slut with our classmates! I can tell! You've never been more aroused in your whole life, have you? Not even when we lost our virginity together-- am I wrong?"

"Unggggh!!" I responded, groaning my agreement. "Fuck, no! You're ab. So. Fu. Cking. Lute. Ly. One-hundred percent correct, my love!! This is so fucking hot!! It's so hot to see you becoming a big-cock slut in front of my very eyes, I love it!"

"Oh, good, darling. Good!! Then it's time!" my sweet Emily responded.

"Time?" I queried.

"Yes! It's time for you to take my pants and panties off, so the guys can access my pussy, you idiot!! Hop to it, dipshit! Boys-- untie him, please!"

Josh and Howard came over and quickly and quietly untied me, trying to suppress their smirks and gloating. They weren't mean guys. We didn't like each other, but they were still--admittedly--reasonably nice people.

Once I was untied, Emily barked her next command. "Okay, faggot... now crawl over here and offer my pussy to the guys!"

There was no question asked of me, so I didn't say anything. I just crawled over--as commanded--right up to the knees of my girlfriend, and I gradually got her lower body naked: her gorgeous hips, ass, legs... and of course, her incredibly sweet little pussy.

"That pussy isn't going to be so little and sweet much longer!" I thought to myself. "Boy, is it going to be sexy watching her get fucked and watching that pussy get all stretched out and thrashed! Wow--will this be incredible!!" I was definitely a voyeuristic pervert, among other things!

I took my time undressing Emily's lower body so that first my rivals, Howard and Josh, and then the other three guys would be able to get at her pussy and ass.

I knew that I should savor the humiliation and also make Emily wait a bit, test her patience just a little, on her way to providing Josh and Howard the access that all three of them were by now desperately craving.

"Hurry up, faggot!!" Emily eventually yelled. "Can't you smell how turned on I am! I need my pussy and ass freed up!! Hurry up already!"

I mumbled "Yes, Ma'am." It was in theory out of order for me to do so, but the scene was so erotic and my timing so appropriate, that no one scolded or punished me.

I shivered and shook as I finally peeled Emily's panties off of her. A wave of intense and conflicting emotions coursed through me. Sadness. Loss. Despondency. But also euphoria, arousal, anticipation, eroticism, and excitement!

The panoply of intense feelings was sublime and nearly overwhelming. I could feel my boi clit starting to twitch. "Oh, that's nice!" I thought. "Thank god my dominant feelings are arousal and excitement, for crying out loud!"

Emily's panties were thoroughly drenched. They were more soaked than they had ever been for me--and not by a little!

"Shit!" I thought. "There's more goo here than fabric! Fuck, she's turned on! I'm surprised these haven't melted!"

My beloved girlfriend's panties were sopping wet, hot to the touch, and the pungent aroma was nearly overpowering.

I inhaled deeply so that I could experience the moment as profoundly as possible.

"Stay here and watch, faggot cucky!" Emily chirped at me, then added, "with my gooey panties as a gag, so we don't have to listen to you, I think! Open wide!"

I did as my sexy girlfriend commanded--I opened my mouth as wide as possible--eager, actually, to take her drenched panties into my mouth.

"This beats a lot of other possible gags!" I thought to myself, just as she balled up her drenched panties and stuffed them in my mouth.

"Hmmm... Wow! This tastes different from how Emily has ever tasted before!" I thought further. "I guess being so much more turned on even changed her taste! Wow!"

It was such an amazing turn on to be up close to Emily's pussy--yet also know it wasn't for me.

It was poignant, sublime, and thrilling to smell and then see how wet and excited Emily was--and again, also to know that it wasn't for me.

Nope. Instead every last bit of my girlfriend's immense excitement was for her *four* new well-hung lovers that she had lined up for the night, beginning--so provocatively-- with my white archrivals.

"Unnnghhh!" I groaned involuntarily, into my gag, as I contemplated how sexy this whole scenario was!

"Fuck! Emily sure knows me!" I thought. "She knew this would make me over-the-top excited! Fuck!! This is such an incredible turn on! To see my beloved girlfriend so intensely revved up and juicing for Howard and Josh! Shit!"

Then, I realized my little boi clit was starting to really throb and pulse. "Fuck!" I thought again. "Am I on the verge of cumming?!?! Please don't cum! Please don't cum! Please don't cum." I chanted to myself over and over, trying to calm myself down.

Luckily, I succeeded--initially--at calming myself. Yes, I oozed precum copiously but I didn't have any big, orasmic spurts just yet. No, rather I only streamed precum onto the living room rug--not an orgasm.

"Thank, God!" I thought. "Cumming from just removing Emily's panties would be beyond humiliating! Thank God I stopped it!"

But just then, just as I thought I was in the clear, I looked up. I looked up and I saw yet another intensely erotic scene--a scene that somehow I had never before quite visualized even!

I saw my beloved Emily taking Josh's eight-inch dick--the smallest at the party but massive in comparison to mine--deep into her dainty and adorable mouth, lovingly into her mouth!

It looked like Emily was Frenching Josh's dick like she was in love with it!

"Fuck!" I shouted into my panties gag, as I urgently moved a hand to my dick and began to stroke myself. No one had told me that I couldn't stroke off--so I did!

"So fucking hot! Yesss! Fuckkkkkkkk!" I thought to myself--and then I realized I was groaning that out loud into my gag, and even though it emerged mangled, the room could tell I was getting close to cumming. "Ssssshhhh fffkk grrrn! Grrrrrrrrrrr! So fffffyyyyyy! Unnngggghhhhh!!! Sssssssss!!" It was indecipherable--other than anyone could tell it was sexual excitement!

And then, it happened.

I came.

I came hard.

I came from barely stroking myself as I watched my Emily making love with my rival's long and beefy dick.

Shit!

And in front of all these people!

So humiliating!

I was sure I would never live this down.

The room erupted in peels of cheering and laughter. "Good job, faggot!" "Great job!" "What a horny dipshit you are!" "Wow! Never saw a fag cum so easily!" "Wow, boyfriend, you have a quick trigger now, don't you?" That last remark was from Emily herself.

I noticed that it was a question, directed right at me, but I couldn't answer--not through my panties-gag--so I merely nodded.

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