I'm in the process of getting my Literotica page set up! Uploading all my series there in addition to appropriate subreddits in the future! I have one new series getting published tomorrow (I think) that is a cuckold M/s incest story if any of that is your style! I don't know if I can post links on this sub, but my name is TheThrill00 on there as well and I'll put a link in my profile, and I'd appreciate it if you'd check it out! Thank you!

------LAURA------

When I woke up, I had nothing on my mind but breakfast and a glass of water.

My head was pounding. Throughout the day yesterday, I had ingested so much alcohol to combat the overwhelming nerves that the situation was creating inside of me. When the alcohol began to wear off, my horniness to nervousness ratio started tipping in an untenable direction, so I managed to stay drunk basically all day. Watching them together was unbearably hot, of course. But I wasn't able to completely fight off the natural emotions of watching my boyfriend lay claim to my best friend. Or vice versa.

I hoped he would claim me again today. Let me know that he still loved me. After seeing their clear sexual and mental compatibility yesterday, I'd be lying if I said I felt completely comfortable with everything that happened. It excited me, but it scared me. The fear was so exciting though. This was a twisted fucking kink.

I turned over in bed, eyes squeezed shut against the painful morning light and let my hand fall on Justin's side of the bed. Seeking the comforting and grounding touch of my man. Instead, my hand met empty air then cold sheets.

My heart jerked, like those dreams where you trip and wake up right before you hit the ground. I let my eyes open slightly, squinting against the brightness of the room. Empty. Just me, tangled in the sheets of our bed. I felt panic course through my body, but immediately my mind ran to justify his absence. He must have gone to the bathroom, or to get a drink, I'm sure he'll be right back.

I closed my eyes again and waited. And waited. And waited. The anxiety growing in my heart with every moment that passed. I couldn't keep waiting. I needed water if I wanted to combat this headache. I needed to go out there.

I stood up, locating a shirt and a pair of shorts, and stumbled my way to the closed door. I took a deep breath to steady my nerves before turning the handle and walking into the living room.

Immediately, I was hit by the smell of sweat, flesh, and fluids. The damp heat of sex filled the house. They had been going for what must have been 10 hours off and on before I went to bed. Who knows how long after I left the room. The smell wasn't the only indication of what happened last night though.

Justin had opened up the pull-out bed from the couch. That must have happened after I left. Yesterday they had broken one rule. She had called him "Sir", and he had called her "baby". Today they had broken another.

Justin was laying asleep on his back, naked, soft cock hanging between his legs and still coated in a sheen of cum, spit, and fluids. Tessa was cuddled up to him, laying sideways against him. One breast spilled over his chest, and she had her leg wrapped over his with his arm around her. Her face was nestled in his neck.

It was hard not to see this for what it was. Two lovers wrapped up in post-coital bliss. Enjoying each other's touch after hours and hours of sexual fireworks. I felt sick, not entirely due to the pounding in my head.

I tip-toed through the living room, not wanting to wake up and "catch" them in their current position, I didn't have the mental capacity to deal with this situation. I crept into the kitchen and cracked the refrigerator door just enough to retrieve a water bottle. I cracked it open and chugged a whole bottle standing in the kitchen before grabbing another and beginning to sneak back through the living room.

As I was sneaking past the sleeping lovers, Tessa's eyes fluttered, and opened. For a moment we locked eyes silently, her snuggled in my boyfriends arms, and me on my tip-toes trying not to disrupt the emotional infidelity before me.

"Hey babe, good morning, how'd you sleep?" Tess asked quietly, a sing-song lightness I hadn't ever heard in her voice before.

"Good. Head hurts. You sleep good?" I asked, straining to form the words in my bone-dry mouth. I immediately regretted asking the question.

Tessa looked up at Justin's sleeping face and swirled her finger through the hair on his chest.

"Oh you know." She smiled, wrapping her leg tighter around Justins, "Not much sleep. Any plans for today?"

I shifted my eyes from hers to Justin and back to her. My brain slowly trying to think through what I wanted to say. Tess noticed my hesitation.

"Are you okay, Lor?" She stopped caressing my boyfriend and seemed to tense up, "Did we go too far with the cuck stuff? I know we broke some rules but... you seemed to enjoy it..."

"Cuck?" I snapped back, taken off guard, "What's a cuck?"

Tess just looked at me with a confused expression. Like she couldn't believe the words coming out of my mouth.

"Uhhh, you are Lor. You like watching your man fuck a 'better' woman" She put the word in air quotes, as if neither of us knew the truth, "You get off on the shame and humiliation right?"

She was right, of course. But there was a TERM for this? For people like me? Despite myself, I felt a wetness begin to grow between my legs. Hearing her say it so cavalierly. This was fucked. Is this what it meant to be a cuck? Watching emotionally painful things happen to you and getting wet over it? This was fucking dangerous. My relationship could be in danger. Maybe I had already fucked it up.

I nodded.

"I do. It's hot. I enjoyed it. I just wish... I don't want to be..." I looked at Justin, feeling a massive weight on my heart, "It's a lot."

Tessa seemed to relax a bit.

"I told him he should let you reclaim him. That's a big thing in the cuckquean stuff I saw. Do you even want that though? This started because you wouldn't fuck him, would you even like to reclaim him?" Tessa asked, nestling her head into the crook of Justin's arm.

It's hard not to feel like she wasn't throwing it in my face. Cuddling her naked body against my freshly-fucked boyfriend as his cum dried inside of her. Rubbing my face in the fact that the reason we were here, was because of my lack of libido.

It was fucking true though. All of it. I caused this. The emotions swirling inside of me were incomprehensible and so so arousing. I loved every moment of this. The humiliation, her throwing it my face, my uselessness. But I still wanted to feel loved. Was that so wrong?

"I want him to. I like this. It's exciting. But it's scary. I don't want to lose him." I sighed, putting my vulnerabilities on full display. I felt tears begin to well in my eyes as I put words to my greatest fear.

"Babe. He loves you. He just wants to fuck me. You're not losing him." Tessa said, her hand slowly moving down his body, "I'm sure I can convince him to fuck you if you want."

Is this where things had gotten? Where I need to beg Tessa to convince my boyfriend to fuck me? I didn't even need to be fucked. I just wanted to feel our emotional closeness again.

"Yes. Please. I want it." I said, brushing the tears from my eyes.

"You got it sis. Why don't you go get us something to eat. I'll get him worked up for you, okay?" She said, gripping the base of his cock and beginning to massage his flaccid meat.

I followed instructions. I was hungry anyways and needed something to combat this hangover. I pounded the water bottle with a few ibuprofen, before grabbing my keys to go get some breakfast from the fast food place down the street.

I took one last look back at the new couple. Tessa was gently stroking him awake as she whispered in his ear.

"wakey wakey"

------TESSA------

Justin stirred as the front door shut. His cock slowly hardening in my grip.

I kissed his chest. His neck. His cheek. Briefly struggling within myself about if I should make him break another rule. No. It had to be his decision.

His eyes crept open, a soft smile gracing his face before his body jolted and his eyes shot open.

"Fuck! What time is-!" He began, but I cut him off.

"She saw us already. Oopsie. She went to get some food for us so we have some time alone." I said softly, trying to cool his emotions as I continued working his shaft to full ability.

"Fuck. Goddamn we fucked up. Is she... okay?" He covered his eyes with a pained expression. Every time he came or came down from his lusty fury he became all 'we shouldn't be doing this! Where is Laura!'. Like she wasn't the one to push this on us both. Lean into it, Justin. Cause I'm not gonna stop.

"Yeah. She's fine. Just a lil needy. I told you you should have fucked her last night." I chided him, rubbing his leaking precum back into him.

"Shit... I know. It's just... We were... You kept me busy." He laughed.

I kissed his neck, before swinging myself over to sit on his body and guiding his cock towards me, "You're goddamn right I did."

I sunk him into me, until he bottomed me out, a small squeak leaking out of me.

Fuck Laura. How did you land this guy? Sturdy body, perfect cock, aggressive sexual deviant, AND respectful to a fault? Sure he broke some rules, but only after significant urging from his girlfriend to get us here, and my own - admittedly - pushy behavior. In any normal situation, Justin was perfect. Somewhere deep inside of me I hated that she got him first.

I bounced on his cock and savored the moment as his expression twisted into one of agonized pleasure. He groaned, gruff and hungry.

"Holy SHIT Tess!" He brought his hands to my hips and helped slam me down onto him, "How are you still willing to fuck? Aren't you worn out?"

I brought my face to his. Our noses touching as I continued to rock my hips against him and stared into his soul.

"I could fuck you forever." I giggled, feeling the unhinged joy of the last few hours pulse within me, "I think maybe I will."

I groaned as he adjusted himself under me, wrapping his arms around my midsection and pulling me tight against him. Justin thrust up inside of me, somehow taking full control from beneath me. Recklessly he slammed into me, over and over.

My eyes rolled for a moment before refocusing on his, our faces still touching. There was a hunger there. A deep need that betrayed his usual expression of loyalty to his girlfriend and restraint towards me. I was his and he knew it. Logic and emotion didn't matter in the light of the chemistry between us. Could I make him mine too? God I'm such a bitch. His eyes flicked from mine, slightly downward, then back to mine.

"You want to kiss me. Don't you?" I asked, knowing the answer.

He closed his eyes and threw his head back, groaning in frustration.

"You can. I won't tell." I teased.

I was in DEEP. I started yesterday thinking how fun it would be to fuck someone. Maybe engage in the type of cuckquean porn I had seen online. That power dynamic seemed fun. But the reality was something else entirely. I didn't expect for this to send my competitiveness into overdrive. Justin was my best-friends boyfriend. I loved her.

Then why did I want him to choose me so fucking bad? I wanted him to break the rules. I wanted to overpower his loyalty. His emotion. I wanted to be so undeniably desirable to him that he lost his fucking mind inside of me. Become the animal I know you are, Justin. Do it. Let it out.

"I'm not gonna break a rule while she's not here, Tess." Justin said begrudgingly.

"Oh, so you will when she comes back, right?" I giggled, "I know you want to."

In a flash he gripped me around the waist and spun me off of him and onto my back before mounting me and wrapping his hands around my throat. Good. Lose your mind.

"You're fucking evil, you know that" He squeezed, and I felt my breath run ragged as he slammed inside of me.

"You're an evil fucking bitch. You want me to fuck up soooooo bad." He recklessly pounded into me and I felt my orgasm build.

"Then you need to fucking earn it." He released my throat, right on queue with my cresting orgasm and the flood of oxygen sent me into overdrive. My vision faded at the edges as the spasms pulsed through me.

As I slowly faded back into a conscious awareness of my own body I felt Justin leaning his entire weight on both of my breasts as he mauled me. He was lost in it. The animal had come out. Now's my chance.

"Do you want to fuck Laura like this? Throw her around, choke her, force her head down on your cock, abuse your precious little girlfriend?" I teased. I knew I was poking the bear. But sometimes they need a little prod in the right direction. I could earn it like he wants, and I could make Laura happy.

Two birds one stone right Lor?

"Fuck yes" He growled as he continued to slam inside of me, "She doesn't want it. That's what you're for."

He drew his hand back an delivered a sharp slap to my cheek before applying pressure back to my neck again. I felt the good-girl tingles sparkle fuzzily in the back of my brain and smiled at him drunkenly.

"I'll make it happen. I'll earn it." I slurred.

Justin's eyes locked with mine, and I saw the hint of hope there.

At that moment the front door opened and Laura entered the home, her eyes locked on our primal lust as she dropped the fast food bag on the table.

I touched Justin on the side of the face, "Let me up, Sir."

------LAURA------

My heart sunk when I entered the door to the sounds of ruthless fucking that filled my home. Again? Already? How long could they go for?

'This is what you wanted'

The thought danced across my mind again. What did I expect putting these two sex-crazed maniacs together? The two people I loved the most in the world were having a great time. Was that so bad? And I did love it. The humiliation, the aggression, the control. These things that I always thought I would be against, now flooded me.

I just wanted Justin to direct his desire towards me again. Reclaim him? I think that's what Tess called it. It sounded right. He had played for hours with his shiny new toy and I didn't blame him. But I felt so... small and worthless. What made me wet also made me sad, this was hard to navigate.

Justin looked over to me - mounted atop Tessa - while she whispered something to him. I set the food down. I had eaten my share on the ride home and it was already fighting the headache.

Justin brought his gaze back to Tessa and said something under his breath that I couldn't make out as he delivered a deep thrust into her. A wicked smile grew on her face.

After a moment - the two separated, and they both stood and walked towards me.

"Good morning baby. How are you feeling?" Justin asked as he approached me. His heavy cock bouncing with each step. Glistening with her juices, it looked sexier than ever.

"Okay. I got you a sausage bagel." I replied robotically, lost in my head.

Justin took my face in his hands and kissed me, passionately. Like a balm on my aching heart I felt our love flow through my body. We were still there. His love was a welcome opioid to my pain. This was home.

He broke the kiss and I saw the hunger in his eyes. Something new stirred inside of me. He looked at me with love, passion, aggression. I felt like prey.

"I love you" He whispered, and my knees almost buckled. How good such a simple phrase can feel.

"I love you too." I replied, blissful tears welling in my eyes.

"Whatcha get me, Lor?" Tessa interrupted - tearing me out of my trance.

"Uh... Same thing. Bagel." I told her, shifting my attention towards her.

As she walked towards me, I got my first real sight of her in hours. Red marks around her neck, handprints on her face and tits. Small bruises and bite marks already beginning to form on her breasts. Justin had put her through the ringer. Her hips swayed with each step, walking towards me with a confidence I couldn't even fathom. She looped around behind me and I felt her press her tits against my back.

"I got you something too, hon." Tess said, wrapping her arms around me from behind. One hand snaked around my neck and the other brushed past my nipples.

"He's allllll worked up for you" She whispered as she kissed me on my neck, "But you'll have to be a good girl for us, okay?"

I felt a shiver travel up my spine, and a familiar set of fireworks went off in my brain. Fuck. Was I so needy that even hearing Tess call me a good girl was enough to send waves of pleasure through me? Had I already accepted my role as subservient to her? That I needed to be a good girl to all my superiors?

I nodded.

"Good." She maintained her gentle grip on my throat as her hand crept under the waistband of my shorts.

Oh my god. Is she?

I felt her fingers push over my mound, rubbing circles on my clit with her fingertips.

"Ohmygooooddddd" I moaned as I stared at Justin, who was mouth agape watching in awe at the sight in front of him.

Tess and I both had played with women before. We had talked about it. We never played with each other, though we had certainly joked about it. I never for a second even considered this whole situation would lead to this. But as she spun her fingers expertly around my clitoris, and Justin watched on - hypnotized, it felt perfect.

"I think your pathetic little slut is ready for you, Sir, can you take her shirt off?" Tess said, gripping my neck and angling it up towards Justin.

He snapped out of his trance and jumped into action, grabbing my shirt and hoisting it off of me as Tessa took the chance to drop my shorts to the ground before returning to her original position. She rubbed my now exposed pussy and rolled one of my nipples in her other hand.

"He helped you get undressed, what do you say, babygirl?" Tessa sung behind me and the words were on my lips before she finished.

"Thank you Daddy."

"Awwwwwwwww" Tessa cooed before pecking me on the cheek, "That's a good girl, but I helped too. Where are your manners?"

"Thank you ma'-" I cut myself off. I hadn't given Tess an honorific like 'Daddy' before but 'ma'am' almost escaped my lips unbidden. She deserved to be held in high esteem. The beautiful queen who fucks my boyfriend like I can't.

Tessa laughed behind me.

"Oh my god Lor did you almost call me 'Mommy'?" She brought her mouth to my ear, "Is that what you want? You want mommy and daddy to take care of you?"

Holy shit. My whole body shuddered. Fuck yes. It hadn't even crossed my mind, but YES. I rocked my hips against her playful hand.

"Yes Mommy".

"On your knees bitch." Tessa pushed me down, and my weakening knees buckled.

I collapsed in front of Justin, staring down his dick - still soaked with Tessa's fluids as she bundled up my hair in her fist.

"Let Mommy teach you how to throat a cock properly."