[M4F] A Cuckhold's Curse

Mark knelt between her legs at the edge of the bed. For weeks this is how he had slowed the relationship down to preserve it.

"Yes. Mark. Yes!" Her high pitched words filled the small bedroom as he hips lifted from the mattress and pressed into her boyfriend's face. Her delicate hands intertwined themselves into Mark's hair as she rode the orgasmic wave higher.

Mark's tongue was exhausted. Staving off his sexual desires was hard work, but worth it to keep her happy. He had learned the way to push her to the edge quickly, and depending on how much he felt like teasing, then push her into a leg shaking orgasm.

"Fuck....yes...baby..." her voice had lost its high pitch and had faded into something more sultry as Mark held himself up between her wet thighs.

"I want you to fuck me....please. I'm so horny."

Mark was dreading this day. The day his mouth wouldn't be enough. Instead of answering, he tried to push his tongue back into her sweet pink folds, but she was ready. Instead she slid back and rolled over, before pushing back to arch her perfect ass into the air just in front of his face.

"Comeeee on baby...." she whined now. "You're always taking care of me. It's time to let out some of all that pent up stress on me."

Mark stayed on his knees, now staring at her freely given holes, "I...I told you it's not good. I can't get too worked up. It...it won't be good for you."

"Ughhhhh. Always an excuse. Are you worried your dick won't work? A woman has needs you know. I don't get why you just won't fuck me. Be a man!" Her words cut but she had given up. Maybe this wouldn't be enough to make her sweet, gentle boyfriend give in finally.

"But...I am a man. I love you. I just..."

"Just what? Stop stalling and fuck me. It's pathetic," she flipped her head to look over at her boyfriend now standing behind her. His kind eyes now glossed over as he stared at her. The look seemed more like the dark, dead eyes of a predator in that moment.

"Come on. Be a fucking man or I'll find someone else to do it."

His hand landed softly on her bare ass. His fingers squeezed. The same soft "effort" that he had tried for her before.

"Don't be a fucking pussy. Just stick that small cock in me already."

His grip tightened, slowly at first but now enough to pull her skin to make it hurt slightly. It left and came back with a sharp SMACK that would surely leave a bright red print.

"OHHHHH..."

"Is that what you want, bitch?"

She turned back to look at him again, but it didn't look like Mark. Hell, it didn't feel like Mark. Somehow he seemed broader, more defined as if every muscle in his body was primed. Was he taller?

"He tried to warn you. But you're too big of a whore to listen..."

He lifted his cock and let it land between her cheeks with a dull thud. The heavy cock felt like it touched her lower back somehow. It's mass pulsing against her skin gave her goosebumps. Lost somewhere between fear and arousal, she asked the right question, "Who...who are you?"

"I'm Marcus. The guy Mark warned you about."

Hello, DPP! I'm looking to play a dr. Jekyll/ Mr. Hyde type story here. Mark and Marcus are two sides of the same coin. Your character would discover this either in the scenario above or something like it.

Ideally, I think your character could explore being dominant and loving with Mark, while being a sub for Marcus. I'm open to additions and other interpretations, even if you wanted to lean horror.

Kinks are open an varied, for this one I think bdsm, Dom/Sub, rough sex, spanking, choking, slapping, anal, oral, cuckholding all apply. Don't be shy and let me know if you're interested!