Riding Cock – I Watched My Girlfriend Get Gangbanged

I shouldn’t have opened the email.

I knew what it was and I knew what she was doing. But I opened it anyway. Couldn’t help myself. The subject line said: “Hope you’re home alone, baby” I clicked it. There was nothing in the message, just a single video file and the name: riding cock. My hands were already shaking but I hit play anyway. It started with her face Hailey’s smile, the one that makes me feel like I’m about to fall apart. Her lips were glossy. She looked straight into the camera and laughed.

“You ready, loser?” and my cock jumped. She turned the camera and there were a couple guys standing around her. Shit, they had muscles tattoos and big fucking cocks already half-hard and waiting. She kneeled between them like she was born for it. I felt that stupid ache in my chest. The one that burns because I’m not enough for her and I never have been. She sucked one of them off while the other slapped his dick on her face. The third just stood there, stroking and waiting for his turn. She looked up at the camera mid-blowjob and said, “Bet you wish this was you, huh?” Of course I did.

When they made her gag, she moaned.

She spit all over their cocks and got up, turned around, and bent over, letting one of them slide inside her from behind. The sound she made… God. “This is what real cock feels like,” she whispered, while taking him deep. I couldn’t stop watching. Couldn’t even blink. She was riding cock like a pro. Like a slut. Like she belonged to them. And the whole time, she kept looking at me right into the lens….right into my fucking pathetic soul.

“Remember when you said you’d be my good boy?” she said, between moans while grinding on one guy’s lap. “Good boys watch. Good boys don’t interrupt.” She switched to another cock. She didn’t even slow down. Her pussy was dripping. “You’d never last with this many men,” she said. “You’d cry before I even let you in.” My pants were already around my ankles. I didn’t even know when I started jerking off. I just couldn’t stop. Watching her take every inch…watching her beg for more. What a perfect whore she was, and I loved her for it.

She loved riding cock

She screamed when they double-teamed her. Told them to fill her up. Begged them to use her like their personal cum dump. “This is what you were made for, Hailey,” one of them said. And she smiled. Because he was right. Then she looked back at the camera. Her makeup was ruined, mascara streaked under her eyes. “You still watching, baby?” I nodded even though she couldn’t see me. “Good. Don’t you dare cum until I say so. Cuck losers don’t get to finish whenever they want.”

And there it was… she wanted me to know I’m a cuck loser. That’s what I am. I didn’t even argue with it. Couldn’t. I moaned. My hand kept stroking. I was desperate. She started riding cock again, slower this time, like she was making it last. Like she knew I was close and wanted to drag it out. When they all finally came on her tits, her face, inside her—she scooped the mess up with her fingers and sucked it off like dessert. Then she said it. “You can cum now. But you’re still not gonna fuck me tonight.”

I came so hard I nearly blacked out. That night, I couldn’t sleep. I kept replaying the video, pausing it when she looked into the camera like she could see how small I was. It was worse than any anal phone sex call she’s ever made me listen to. Because now I know exactly what she wants. And it’s not me…it’s monster cock. It’s riding cock while I sit in the corner, jerking off like the pathetic little nothing I am.

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