Becoming Melissa's Cuckold Pt. 03

For the first few weeks after coming to an agreement about my masturbation habits with Melissa, things worked out fairly well. I was masturbating much less than I had been before, but Melissa was right - by doing it with her and for her it was much better. Even though I wasn't having sex with her at all, it felt like we had a sexual relationship because so much of my sexual energy was tied up in her. When we went out clubbing, I was excited when she'd meet a guy and I'd hope that they would hit it off. I knew that if things went well with them and she brought the guy home with us that I would be rewarded with a great masturbation session the following day. It's a strange thing to say, but this really brought us closer together. It was a secret game that only the two of us knew about.I also have to admit though that I wasn't always faithful to our agreement. I wanted to be and tried to but there were times when Melissa wasn't around and I really needed a release.And this is how I discovered a fetish that I didn't know that I had.One day a few weeks into our agreement, I was home alone and really needed to cum. It was around lunch time and Melissa wasn't going to be home for quite a few hours. Even if I could wait for her I didn't think that she would be in the mood for me. Earlier that morning we'd gotten into an argument over keeping the kitchen clean and when she left for work she was still angry with me. I wasn't exactly expecting her to come home all sunshine and smiles after our morning blow out - that girl knew how to hold a grudge.I decided to take care of myself, left our living room, headed to my bedroom and stopped off at our bathroom to grab some tissues. When I got to our bathroom I grabbed the box of tissues and as I turned to leave I noticed Melissa's clothes piled on the floor in the corner. How ironic that she freaked out on me for leaving my dishes in the sink, but here she was leaving her clothes on the floor of our bathroom. I took a couple of steps towards the door when I stopped. I really don't know what came over me, but without much thought I reached down into the pile of Melissa's clothes and almanbahis found her panties. I guess maybe I wanted to feel close to her in some way when I jerked off or something, but I knew that on that day when I shot my load it was going to be into her panties.When I got to my room I laid her panties down on my bed. I stared at them in awe. Knowing that these panties were worn snug to Melissa's pussy was so exciting to me. My penis got rock hard and I stroked myself just looking at them, almost worshiping them - maybe even jealous of them because they'd been so close to where I wanted to be. I knew that I wasn't going to be able to last long and in my drunken lust I picked Melissa's panties up, smelled them and then wrapped them around my penis and stroked myself to an intense orgasm.I ended up cleaning our whole apartment. I told Melissa that it was to apologize for leaving the kitchen a mess earlier, but really it was to cover up my perversion. Her panties were covered in my cum and I needed to do her laundry to hide what I'd done.Doing this became a bit of a thing for me. My preference was still to masturbate in front of Melissa, but when she wasn't around her panties became a nice substitute for her. I'd either find a pair in her laundry hamper or if there weren't any there I'd go into her panty drawer and get a pair from there. I had to be really careful when I did that, she wasn't expecting them to be dirty so I couldn't cum in them and had to put them back exactly as I'd found them.I thought that I was pretty careful, but I eventually got caught and like some of the other events that I've shared, it changed everything for me and ultimately became how I was introduced to the idea of cuckolding.Usually Melissa would bring home a guy on a Friday night after being out at the club, which meant I'd get to have my special time with her Saturday morning. Those weren't the only times when I was allowed to jerk off, but they were the best times and the times that I looked forward to the most. It had been two days since I'd been allowed to masturbate for Melissa and I was really looking forward to our Saturday stroke almanbahis yeni giriş session together. Unfortunately, on Thursday Melissa's mum called with some bad news. She'd had a fall, badly sprained her ankle and wanted Melissa to spend the weekend at her place while she got used to her crutches. Realizing what that meant for me, I stupidly tried to talk Melissa into letting me jerk off for her before she left for the weekend."Are you fucking serious?"The anger in her voice made me immediately regret asking."My mum is in pain and I have to give up my weekend to go be with her and all you care about is tugging your little penis?""I'm sorry Melissa, I didn't mean for it to come across like that. Of course I'm concerned for your mum and I know it sucks that you won't be able to go out this weekend. I just thought that..." I gave up mid-sentence realizing that there wasn't anything I could say that wouldn't make me sound selfish."It's two days.""I know, it's just that it's been two days so this will be two more days," I said, probably sounding sulky."Wow, four days without jerking off, how will you survive?" she said dripping with sarcasm.I dropped the topic knowing that once she was gone I'd be able to dip into her panty drawer and get the release I wanted, which I did pretty much as soon as she'd left.On the Saturday night that Melissa was gone, I faced a bit of a dilemma. I wanted to jerk off again - I had no self-control when I had such easy access to Melissa's panties - but she'd be home the next day and would realize that I'd been masturbating behind her back if I didn't shoot a big load for her, especially when she thought that I hadn't jerked off in four days.I was worried about how I'd explain it to her, but I couldn't control myself. I gave into temptation, went into her bedroom and found a pair of panties in her laundry hamper. Instead of taking them back to my room, I decided to masturbate in Melissa's room. I'd never done that before, but the idea of it added to the thrill of what I was doing.I took my pants off and laid down in Melissa's bed. I held her panties with one hand as I stroked away almanbahis giriş with the other, thinking about all of the times that I'd heard Melissa getting fucked in the very bed that I was now laying in. As I was getting ready to cum I draped her panties across my face, placing the crotch right over my nose. I was stroking furiously, lost in my dream world building up to my orgasm when I was suddenly interrupted."OH MY FUCKING GOD!"My heart sank. Not only had I been busted, but it wasn't Melissa's voice. It was Victoria's - the model who I'd had a crush on months ago."Melissa, get in here!" Victoria shouted.I scrambled in horror to put my pants on and toss Melissa's panties into the laundry bin - the whole while watched by Victoria.Within seconds Melissa was standing at the door to her bedroom too. There was no getting out of this situation. It was painfully obvious what I'd been doing, and I was terrified about our friends finding out about this."He was sniffing your panties, Melissa!""What?!" she said."He had your undies on his face and he was jacking off!""I can explain!" I said but really, I couldn't."You little fucking perv," Melissa scorned. "Get out! Get out of my room!"I've never been more humiliated in my life. As I walked passed the girls, Melissa wound up and punched me in the back and followed that up by kicking me in the ass. That she was furious was obvious but I noticed that Victoria seemed to think that it was a bit funny. While Melissa was red with anger, Victoria had a bit of a smile on her face.I couldn't believe the mess I was in. I needed to try to explain things to Melissa, but there was no way that I could talk to her while she was in the state that she was in. I also needed to talk to both of the girls before they spoke to anyone else. I'd be a laughing stock if this got out.I could hear the girls talking in our living room. I strained to hear what they were saying but really couldn't make anything out. I just prayed that they weren't on the phone with any more of our friends.After an hour or so I head Victoria call me from the living room."Grey? Come here we want to talk to you."I was terrified of what was about to happen, but I knew that I needed to try to smooth this over as best as I could before the girls spoke to anyone else. With my head bowed, I left my bedroom and walked down the hallway towards our living room.