We got home that night and fucked like animals. My girlfriend hadn’t bothered cleaning herself off and was still wet with semen in spots of her chin and neck. I could sense that it turned her on way more than me, so I was more than happy to oblige her. She had, after all, obliged me earlier. I didn’t have a clue as to how many men she took that night at the cinema but was sure it was over a dozen. My little innocent flower was in full slut bloom.
In the days and weeks afterward, there was a marked change in her naughty attitudes. Receiving nude selfies and going out without bra and panties became commonplace. I no longer needed coerce her to do those things. She did them long before I needed to even ask.
I began to feel like I’d created something that I’d lost control of. It’s not controlling when she does things voluntarily. And it was the corruption of her – the journey – that excited me. Now it seemed that the journey was at its end and I felt impotent to take her to newer destinations. How could I top a theater gang-bang? A cherry on the cake for most domination, I’d imagine, but I sensed her hunger for more. I feared I wouldn’t be able to keep up.
That fear was confirmed when I came home one day and walked in on her. She was nude and sitting on the edge of our bed and surrounded by three black men, also nude. I was in shock, but more because I hadn’t had anything to do with it. She evidently had arranged this tryst all on her own, and I didn’t know to feel about it.
She had one guy’s dick in her mouth when she noticed I had entered the room. The other two were jacking and none of them bothered to acknowledge I was there. I wasn’t even sure my girlfriend cared I was there until she pulled her hair over her ear as if to give me an unobstructed view of his cock in her mouth. She bobbed and slurped his dick like a wild woman. I wasn’t sure if she was that into it or just putting on a show for me.
I stood spellbound by the scene when the guy clutched her head and began moaning out loud. His thrusts were quicker, deeper and harder until I could see my girlfriend’s mouth beginning to overflow with cum. A LOT of cum. He seemed to have no end to his supply.
When he was totally spent, he withdrew as his cum was still seeping out of her mouth and cascading down her naked body. She pushed him back a bit and it was the first time she looked at me. Gawd, she was beautiful.
My girlfriend stood and walked up to me, grabbed me by the neck and pulled me into a deep kiss. I was put off at first by having my face wetted with another man’s semen but obliged her desire and passionately returned her kiss. Our tongues danced for a bit before she reached to undo my belt and drop my pants. My cock sprang free and I assumed she would soon do to me what she had just done to him, but she gently pushed me back onto the chair and placed my hands on my cock instead.
“Enjoy the show, baby. This is for you,” she said with a wink and returned to the bed.
I sat in that chair and felt helpless but to jack to my girlfriend being ravaged by the three black men. Even the one that had just cum appeared to be as hard and hungry for her as ever. I watched as she was treated like a rag doll. A very soft, very wet and very willing rag doll. She was being flipped and tossed in order for one cock or another to enter one of the three holes she had. She was fucked in her pussy and in her ass – sometimes both at the same time. Her mouth was always being stuffed by a third waiting his turn in the rotation.
She had that same contentedly used look as she did in the cinema. They all eventually came in one hole or another. Even the first guy I walked in on had cum again. They dressed and walked past me as if I were invisible or not even there.
My girlfriend was panting heavily when we heard the front door close. She got up off the bed, positioned herself in front of me and with a wide smile, she said, “Don’t think I’ve forgotten about you, baby.”
With a sultry look, she took her hand and reached far between her legs to scoop as much semen from her still dripping ass and pussy as she could… and smeared it all over my face. I was repulsed, but she stuck her tongue deep into my mouth before I could protest. She reached for my cock as our tongues darted in one another’s mouth and greased it with what remaining semen in hand there was.
She pulled back and gazed at me. “Damn, baby. You look so hot!” she purred. “Do I look that hot to you with cum on my face?” She returned to lick my face like a woman possessed now. “Now we’re a matching set,” she giggled before kneeling between my legs and taking me in her mouth. It didn’t take long for me to fill it and have her feed it back to me. By now, I was eagerly accepting it.
The ensuing weeks were filled with experiences as new to her as they were to me. And all under ‘her’ control now. She would 69 me as some stranger she found online would fuck her from behind. My little slut would even arch her back to be sure his balls were sliding against my face as he pumped her. She was turning me into a sissy cuckold and I couldn’t deny that I enjoyed it. I learned to anticipate dealing with cum, whether it be an anal overflow that dripped onto my face or her pulling a cock out of an orifice and feeding it to me directly. It certainly turned her on, so I was happy to acquiesce.
It seemed that she had no limit to her ideas and depravity. We even went back to the cinema, but this time she made sure I was the one to wear all the cum. She’d fuck and suck, but made sure that it was my face that received the orgasm.
It was certainly not what I had expected when starting my domination of her, but I had to admit that I wasn’t surprised. I’d put her on an inevitable path from which I knew had no turning back. It’s only natural for the student to eventually outperform the teacher.