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Click hereHey Rima,
So Yash is back in your life huh! And why is that making me both uncomfortable and exciting at the same time?
So how long has it been since we exchanged our first "hi" on Instagram? 6 years or more? During this 6+ years in your own words, I have become your friend first, then bestfriend and then what, I have became the only living person who knows every dirty and nasty secrets about you. I was the one whom you turned onto when you needed advice, in every stage of your life.
And remember the last days of your mother? You were on call with me weeping for days about your mother. Because you called me your "Constant" Though we never met in person, you used come running to me in your constant texts, calls and those hot ass self made pov videos.
Then I did a stupid mistake once and you started treating me like shit. I wasn't your constant anymore, you would not have our much loved phone sex sessions with me. You kept on rejecting me, I kept on chasing after you. It took me hours on call to convince you to have phone sex with me and you half mindedly do it once in a while.
You know what? For a guy who never had to put any efforts to get any girl he wants in his bed, this was completely a new experience for me. Even before I realized I was obsessed with you, and I used to wait for days for you to approach me for a phone sex session when I could have sex amazing women in real life.
But you never approached me, hell, you didn't even acknowledge my presence in your life. I kept on begging, You kept on rejecting. It felt like I was dead to you and you were the whole world for me. What a contradiction right.
Those days Rima, I was dying inside, day after day. I used to wait till it get night so you'd be home from your work. Then once it's night I would be waiting for you to reach your room. Of course, I knew the timing and schedule, I was your "constant" after all.
Oh and the sweet reward I used to get for doing all this? "the customer you are calling is busy" Your never ending phone calls with Yash! You kept me waiting till 2 A.M - 3 A.M every single time. Like a cold heartless bitch. Even waiting for that long you'd call me only to abuse me and make me beg for sex.
And the result? My night is ruined. I become sleepless. You would go sleep peacefully as if I never meant anything to you. My night is ruined, I became sleepless, spends whole morning sleep deprived, same routine at night.
Thanks to you, for months I've been sleep deprived, I was tired of everything, I lost progress in my work, my life became nothing short of hell. The sheer amount of emotional turmoil you put me through? I am literally shivering thinking about those days.
But there's always another side to that story. Whenever you used to describe your hot sex encounters with him, it used to make me drool and made me so fucking hard. And everytime, the submissive cuckold in me had a great orgasm listening to your stories.
And when you make me wait for hours and reject me for days, finally after so many days your mercy fuck me over the call comparing me with him while abusing and humiliating, I sure used die inside, BUT!!! I had the best release of all times.
So when Yash comes back in your life and asks you to let him fuck you good, we let him. We want that experience.
I want you to spit on his huge cock and gag on it.
I want him to eat your nasty and smelly pussy like anything and make you explode in his mouth.
I want that big bull to tame you and fuck your brains out.
I want him to leave marks everywhere on your body so that you'll relive those moments even after you leave his place.
And most importantly!!! I want him to rain shower on you with all his liquids and leave you so nasty so I could step up and beg you to let me clean it up with my mouth.
Yes Rima, you heard it right. I may not fuck you good, Neither have a huge dick like Yash. But I'm submitted to you for life and craving for the day you let me lick you clean your body after your steamy sessions with Yash. I'll fucking devour that hot body of yours.
And maybe, just maybe, you will have some mercy to this ungrateful prick of a cuckold and let me fuck you. I am craving for it, for so long. Please have mercy on me Rima.
And hey, I also understand you are a bit nervous meeting him again. I understand you are worried how to behave around this guy. This guy seriously has an effect on you.
But don't worry Rima. I said I'm submitted for life to you. If you let me, I'll be with you during all the process.
I want to help you find the sexiest clothes and lingerie for you so the guy gets instant erection the moment he sees you.
I want to help you pack a care package in which there's gonna be alot of edibles I want you guys to use while you both fuck like mad dogs.
Hell, I even want to pay for the fucking hotel room that guy's gonna fuck you.
So don't be nervous Rima, your Cuck is here to make everything happen so smoothly and to help you keep your dignity intact. Afterall, my mistress should get fucked like a street slut by any guy she craves for. But no asshole should ever look down upon my mistress. I am here to make sure that will not happen, Unlike your last time with Yash, Rima.
So my humble request to you my Mistress, get ready to devour Yash's dick. I'm getting rock hard by just thinking about it. I understand you are going crazy since you approached you and it constantly making your panty wet as well.
So as your humble and obedient cuck let me request you this;
Rima will you please fuck Yash for me? And put me in the same misery you put me through once that almost broke me but gave both of us insane level of orgasms?
- Your's Obediently