Story No.9
WARNING: This story incorporates strong cuckold themes. Please don't read if squeamish.
In the past, I used to crave a bit of humiliation and would do some quite degrading things for kicks. I thought I'd compile a list of the 10 most depraved/pervy things I've done and write a short story about them each and post them on here.
The list:
10. Drank a girl-racer's piss-puddle from the floor of the car park.
>9. Wanked off in a used-condom after watching couple fuck in same car park.<
8. Me and some mates took turns spunking into our friend's sister's dirty panties.
7. Snogged a woman at a party after two guy's had spunked in her mouth.
6. Had sloppy seconds with a woman at a party.
5. Licked another guy's cum from girlfriend's pussy.
4. Paid an escort to let me fuck her with one of her client's used condoms.
3. Sucked a used-condom clean after watching a couple have sex in an alleyway.
2. Sucked ten used-condoms clean from a escort's bin in her bathroom.
1. Paid an escort to save all her customer's spunk in a jam jar for a whole week for me to drink.
This story is the 9th on the list.
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Ten Most Depraved:
Wanking Off In Another Guy's Used-Condom
True Story No. 9:
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WARNING: Again, this story features strong
cuckold themes including using used-condoms
to masturbate in and much worse ;-)
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So this is the story about how I watched a couple having sex in a car park and then wanked myself off in the their discarded used-condom, afterwards. If you've never tried this, I should say that it's a great way for a guy with a serious cuckold-fetish to simulate having sloppy-seconds with a cum-filled, hotwife. I've found dozens of used jizz-bags over the years and jerked off in quite a few of them, but I don't consider myself gay and I don't even think I'm bi-sexual; I just have a raging cuckold fetish, and have had for decades. The cuckold fetish itself all started with my girlfriend at university. She was a terrible tease and she fucked around with loads of guys throughout our fairly short-lived relationship.
The whole used-condom thing though, can be traced back to one fateful incident in particular, where, having popped around to my girlfriend's flat, I found a used-condom in the waste-bin in her bedroom. As you can imagine, at the time, I was truly horrified! To make matters worse, not only had she fucked another man, but she hadn't made any effort to hide the evidence! Which led me to suspect, that she may have left it there deliberately. Quite understandably, I didn't fetishize or jerk-off in it. I was far too traumatised. However, it wasn't long before I developed a bit of a fetish about it. Then soon, that developed into a huge fetish...in fact, a burning obsession.
So, ever since, I've been obsessed with the idea of wanking off and spunking inside of other guy's used-condoms. Indeed, whenever I find or stumble across a condom, filled with another guy's love-piss, I am transported back to my university girlfriend's flat and have an incredibly strong urge to revel in that feeling of humiliation and jealousy; to slip that condom over my own cock and to feel the other guy's spunk slithering around inside of it. It's a fantasy that has, quite frankly, haunted my erotic nightmares for the last few decades or so. So consequently, I've ended up partaking in this, admittedly rather sordid behaviour, on several occasions over the years. Coincidentally enough, the first time I did this, was not with one of my actual girlfriend's lover's used-condoms, but with my university girlfriend's flat-mate, Tricia's.
Tricia was a fairly voluptuous, beautiful, tall, redhead who had a steady boyfriend, but was also quite partial to a bit of cock on the sly. One evening, she brought some guy 'round to the flat (who clearly wasn't her boyfriend) and shagged him. We could hear them, fucking away like crazy on her bed, in the room above us. After he had given her several multiple-orgasms, they came down to the lounge together and I saw that as my opportunity to venture upstairs and use the bathroom. On the way past her room, I noticed that she had left the door wide-open and I decided that it wouldn't hurt just to have a little peek inside, just to soak up the atmosphere. However, the moment I stepped through the door, I spotted an incredibly pretty, pair of silky-white, panties, just strewn on the floor beside the bed. I know I really shouldn't have, but I just couldn't help myself. I reached down, picked them up and placed the juice-stained, crotch, up to my nose, inhaling the beautiful scent of this pre-raphaelite goddess, deep into my lungs. It was truly intoxicating! With just one single sniff, I felt light-headed; like I was going to feint! I was just about to place her knickers back down on the floor and leave the room, when suddenly, I spotted a used-condom, just hanging out of her waste-bin. My heart start beating incredibly fast.
I instantly dropped the panties onto the floor, grabbed the condom, which was absolutely brimming with spunk, and took it into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I was shaking like a leaf, as I contemplated what I was about to do with the damn thing. Desperately unzipping my fly, I pulled out my insanely-hard cock and anxiously slipped the sperm-filled sheath over it. Then, I started sliding it up and down the whole length of my cock; the slimy contents, causing a chain reaction of intense physical sensations that engulfed my whole body. At the same time, my mind was awash with obscene thoughts. I thought about my own adulterous girlfriend, cheating on me with other men. I imagined that I wasn't actually wanking myself off in a used-condom at all, but rather, that I was having sloppy-seconds with her; fucking her with a pussy full of another guy's cum.
As I wanked myself off, effectively using another guy's spunk as lube (a guy who was clearly far more virulent than myself), the feeling of degradation I experienced was simply exquisite! Incredibly strong feelings of shame and humiliation washed over me. In that moment, It suddenly didn't matter to me whether my girlfriend cheated on me, or even dumped me for another guy. All that mattered was revelling in that feeling of shame-filled lust and inadequacy...and, just as that revelation dawned on me, my own orgasm was triggered and I began pumping jet after jet of white-hot spunk, into the pool of superior DNA, already residing in that well-stretched condom. Once I was done, I gingerly (no pun intended) snuck back into the redhead's room and placed the now, twice-used, condom back inside the bin.
From this moment on, it became clear that not only had I developed a serious cuckolding fetish (constantly fantasising about having sloppy-seconds with my girlfriend; sliding my cock in and out of her with a pussy-full of some hot, stud's freshly-spunked, jizz), but also a fetish for other guy's used-condoms. Curiously enough, as sordid as this little episode was, it didn't actually feel dirty to me. It felt more like absolution; like I was exorcising my girlfriend's betrayal, by revelling in the feelings of shame and humiliation associated with it.
Which finally brings me, to the incident with the couple of exhibitionists in the car park in County Durham, when I masturbated in their used-condom after watching them have sex. This incident happened far more recently than the one with the redhead. In fact, only a couple of years ago and extraordinarily enough, only within a couple of weeks of drinking the puddle of piss left by the girl-racer in the very same car park. So anyway, that evening, I made my way over to the coast to go for a walk by the cliffs and this couple were already there; snogging away quite sensuously. I got out and went for a walk, but didn't go far, just to the edge of the cliff and back, as my curiosity clearly got the better of me. This was a wise choice on my part, because when I got back, the woman's gorgeous, little, tits were on full-display through the windscreen as she sat on the guy's lap, easing herself up and down, slowly but surely, on his cock. She was a pretty hot, blonde, in her late 30's and he was quite a bit older, probably in his 40's. When she saw me, she gave a naughty little smile, and turned her torso away from me a little, as if to hide her face, but still continued slow-riding her partner's cock.
I made my way to my car and once I got inside, I just sat there with my window open, watching them. It was undoubtedly, my lucky night, because evidently, the two of them had decided to put on a show for me, something which became very clear, when the guy reached for the door-handle and opened his door, to give me an even better view. The lady responded to this quite favourably; making some very horny, groaning noises and picking up the tempo, riding his cock faster and faster. I watched intently, my own cock stiffening and my mouth watering, as her gorgeous, little tits, bobbed up and down. After a few more minutes of this, he leaned forward and whispered into her ear. She gave him a naughty little smile, eased herself slowly off his prick and stepped out of the car onto the tarmac, where she squatted down and then, reaching back into the car, began taking him in her mouth.
When she stepped out of the car, I could see that she was wearing a pair of pink, lacy, knickers (which she'd obviously eased to one side whilst having sex) and a pair of black stilettos, with her dress gathered up around her waist, so that most of her body was on display. After letting her suck his cock for a good few minutes, the guy got up out of the driver's seat and started kissing and fingering her at the same time. When he got out of the car, I could see, quite clearly, that not only did he have quite a large cock, but that he was also wearing a condom.
Throwing all caution to the wind, the guy gestured to her to stand up, pulled her panties off, then reaching down behind her, grabbed her buttocks, lifted her off her feet, plonked her down on the car-hood and proceeded to fuck her, right there on the bonnet of his car!!! It was incredibly pornographic watching them exhibit themselves so unashamedly and they were clearly both revelling in the enjoyment of flaunting their sexual behaviour, so publicly. What made it feel even more depraved, was the fact that her ass started sliding about on the surface of the bonnet, making loud squeaking noises as she slid back and forth, giving it quite an animalistic feel. He fucked her like this for a good five minutes or so, before reaching his climax and within a few moments, it was all over as he ejaculated; spunking, copious amounts of sperm, deep inside of the condom.
Having squirted his fuck, they threw the freshly-filled rubber to one side. Then, they got in the car and drove away, leaving the discarded condom there on the tarmac. They were barely out of the car park before I made my move. As I picked it up off the ground, I could feel, by the weight of it, just how much sperm was inside. Back in the car, I desperately inspected it's contents in a feverish state of excitement. There it was; full of delicious looking, creamy, jizz. My heart was racing like mad. I contemplated driving off and enjoying it in the privacy of my own home, but the thrill of doing it right there and then, where I had just been treated to sex-show in broad daylight, was just too tempting. So without wasting anymore time, I got my cock out and started wanking. It had been a long while since I had done anything like this, but I was older and wiser and not as nervous as I had been in the past. Taking it all in my stride, I slipped the condom over the tip of my erect cock and eased down to the shaft, revelling in the sensations that engulfed my penis, as it plunged and submerged into the slimy and voluminous contents. It felt amazing! I couldn't believe that after all these years, I was back up to my old tricks again.
As I jerked off into the sperm-filled, latex-tube, I thought about my wife and the affair she told me about. Something which not only led to some pretty awesome sex between us, but also led to a confession about my long held cuckold fantasies. It also gave rise to the promising proposal that she would, one day, consider becoming a hotwife for me. Something which, she has teased me mercilessly about ever since. And so, as I wanked myself off in that condom, all I could think about was my wife and her taunts to have sex with another guy. Something which filled me with a white-hot lust of jealous desire. In the heat of the moment, I decided to do, what I should have done all those years before (nearly two decades ago), when I first found my girlfriend's lover's used-condom; I decided I was going to tip the contents of it into my mouth, put the condom back on my cock, continue wanking and swallow all this stranger's spunk, at the point of my own climax!!!
My heart started pounding incredibly hard, just at the mere thought of this. Unsure if I really could perform such a depraved and dirty deed, I mustered up as much courage as I could, carefully eased the spunk-filled condom off my cock and brought it up to my lips. Pausing momentarily, I contemplated my actions; there was a lot of sperm in the condom and the thought of gulping it all down, brought a huge lump to my throat. Swallowing hard, I hesitated a moment longer and then, reflecting that I was undoubtedly destined to experience this thoroughly degrading moment of humiliation, I slowly but surely, tipped the condom upwards and let the slimy, viscous, liquid, ooze it's way down onto my waiting tongue. Paradoxically, It tasted delicious and completely revolting at the same time. As truly disgusting as it was, I was in such a delirious, white-hot, haze of lust, I wanted to devour the whole lot. I pushed my tongue deep inside of the latex-tube and as I sucked on the freshly-used, french-letter, infused with the 'delicious', creamy-jizz of a total stranger, I felt myself go off into my cuck-space; something I had not really experienced for many years. After sucking the vast majority of the contents into my mouth, I held it all in there, trying desperately not to swallow any of it, as I replaced the dishevelled rubber back onto my cock.
There I was, breathing through my nose, my mouth full of another man's sperm, my cock enveloped in his used-condom; preparing myself for the orgasm of my life. I started slowly, but surely, sliding the rubber up and down my rock-hard cock. Mindful of the fact that I was on high trigger-alert and one wrong move or one -really- dirty thought would cause a a chain-reaction that would see me filling the condom with a cataclysmic explosion of my own searing-hot, love-piss. Just focusing on the sensations in my cock was no use, as it felt so damn good and the sperm in my mouth tasted so deliciously vile and depraved, that it was no good focusing on that either. In a vain attempt to prolong the exquisite agony even longer, I decided that I had no other choice than to stop wanking and just try and cool myself down. So, I stopped and waited a while...my insanely hard-cock, twitching away like crazy. I sat there for what seemed like an eternity, waiting for my cock to calm-down, but I was in such an intense, daze, of lustful confusion, I figured that the second I touched throbbing-shaft, it would just explode.
As I sat there, applying zero-stimulation to my cock, I started thinking about my university girlfriend and instantly got an explicitly clear image in my mind of the condom that I had found in her bedroom, all those years ago. This quickly turned into a fantasy, where she burst into the room and caught me red-handed, masturbating with it over my cock. Furiously cross with me, she pulled it off, ordered me to open wide and emptied the contents into my mouth. Just that single thought, of being so exquisitely humiliated by my adulterous, ex-girlfriend, sent me into fits of rapture and, without even touching my cock, I started to climax. Within seconds, I was squirting, spurt after spurt of white-hot, molten, jizz, deep into the recycled-condom. On about the third or fourth squirt, I started trying to swallow the salty contents of my mouth; slowly letting a stream of semen trickle down my throat. By about the seventh or eighth squirt, I was so overwhelmed, I couldn't control the flow anymore and I just gulped the whole damn lot down, deep into my belly! I was in nirvana as I swallowed that ambrosial-slop down my throat. So much so, that my cock just kept on squirting, spurt after spurt after spurt. I very probably squirted about sixteen spurts of jizz into that condom as I desperately gasped for air. It was, without a doubt, the most explosive orgasm that I had had in years!!!!
After fully regaining my composure, I threw the now twice used-condom out of the window and made my way home. However, later that night, I felt super-horny again and drove all the way back to the car park to find the condom, but curiously enough, it had already disappeared. I'd like to think that another guy or even a kinky lady found it and took it home to play with, but it was very probably snaffled by a hedgehog or some other wildlife creature, but you never know!!! Like I said earlier, I don't consider myself gay or bi-sexual, but I must concede, that in the final analysis, mixed in with all the complex emotions of shame and humiliation, another guy's spunk tastes simply cuck-alicious.
It's amazing how instantly you can become addicted to such strong feelings of humiliation and degradation and of course, nothing quite provides that feverishly intense feeling of lustful seediness, like guzzling spunk from a used-condom. So, from that evening on, in an effort to fuel that addiction, I pledged to find and swallow the the sperm from as many used-condoms as I could. In fact, I decided to devote my life to spunk-guzzling. And so now, I tend to spend a lot of my free time hanging around in local dogging spots, checking out the alleyways in the red-light district and even visiting prostitutes, just to find used-condoms and wank in them or suck them clean. I've even struck up friendships with a few prostitutes, who are very understanding in that respect. Which has, in turn, led to some of the filthiest and seediest escapades of my futile existence. One of which, in particular, I will be writing about in this series of stories. So, please follow/subscribe (whatever you do on here (sorry I'm new)) if you'd like to read that account, once it's posted.
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