The Invisible cuck

Chris had been dating Julie for almost a year. During that time they were very close; they had moved in together and started sharing all of the most deep and dark secrets about each other. Chris, who would best be described as your average guy, was 6 feet tall with longer brown hair—not long enough to put in a bun or ponytail but long enough to flow in the wind. He had deep blue eyes, with a medium build most people would describe as a bad bod, and his penis was average, if not slightly smaller, around 5 inches.

Julie, on the other hand, was gorgeous; she had brown hair, which was recently dyed with blonde highlights, and beautiful green eyes; her skin was white with a light mix of olive in her complexion; she was 5 feet 6 inches tall; she had small breasts (32B), and her ass was big and perky; she was very fit.

Everyone knew that Julie was out of Chris’s league, but his personality was enough for Julie. Julie and Chris had worked together for a few years before they started dating. They had always been close friends at work; when Julie’s boyfriend broke up with her, she found comfort in Chris’s kindness.

Chris had always thought he was going to be stuck in the friend zone with Julie, but one day he finally found the courage to ask her out. Julie, to his surprise, said “yes.”

The rest was history; Julie and Chris fell in love very quickly. Even though the love connection was almost instant between the two, the sexual connection would take some time.

One night after the third date, Chris offered to walk Julie home, an offer that she happily accepted. On the walk Chris made the mistake all eager men in love make.

“Julie, “I just wanted to say that these three dates have been the best three nights of my life,” Chris said as he held her hand as they approached Julie’s apartment building.

“Awww, you are so sweet, Chris; I feel the same way,” Julie replied, her green eyes staring at him.

“Julie, this is going to sound crazy, and it will probably scare you away, but—” Chris took a long pause. Julie’s eyes lingered as they arrived at her building.

“I love you,” Chris finally blurted out. A panicked look came over his face as he realized what he had just said. Julie froze and let go of Chris’ hand. His heart sank, and the bad thoughts just started running through his mind. “Did I just ruin this relationship already? She must think I’m a loser; she is never going to want to see me again.” As all these thoughts were going through his head, he felt her hands on both his cheeks. Julie pulled Chris in and kissed him. Julie and Chris had kissed before, but it had never felt like this; this kiss felt different, more passionate.

“I… I think I love you too, Chris,” Julie said.

“Come up to my apartment; we need to talk,” Julie said, leading Chris up the stairs.

“Listen, this isn’t what you think; I am not taking you up here for sex. I think we need to talk,” Julie said lovely to Chris as she opened her door and pointed to the couch.

They both sat down and looked at each other. “Chris, listen to me, I just got out of a serious relationship, so if you actually mean what you just said, we need to talk and set some rules about us dating,” Julie said in a serious voice, her hand on Chris’s leg.

“Of course… anything you want we can talk about,” Chris said happily; he still couldn’t believe how Julie responded to his love bomb on the third date.

“First off, I need to know a few things about you. When was the last time you had sex with someone else?” She asked intrusively.

“Ummmm, this is a little embarrassing, but not since me and my last girlfriend broke up about a year ago. How about you?” Chris answered and asked nervously if he had tried to maintain eye contact with Julie.

“Oh, yeah, um, it’s been about 2 weeks. I got a little too drunk one night after me and my ex broke up, and I ended up picking up a guy at a bar.” She said it almost a little too casually.

“Here is the thing, Chris. I think I love you too, but I need you to know a few things about me, and I will expect to know a few things about you too. Because I want us to last, I don’t want any surprises later in the relationship. And I think, honestly, especially around our sexual preferences, they need to be known early,” she said with a grin on her face.

“Ok. Please ask me anything. I want us to work, so I am an open book.” Chris said the words falling out of his mouth almost too easily.

“The first thing I need you to know is I am very reserved at work and in public; I put on an appearance that I do what I’m told and am a nice little girl, and maybe that’s why you like me so much. But the truth is when it comes to my relationships, I am very dominant. One of the reasons I like you so much is I get a little submissive vibe off of you, Chris!” She said her eyes were staring through you at this point.

“So are you as submissive as I think you are?” She whispered in his ear.

Chris began to squirm as the words left her mouth. “Yes, I am very submissive! How did you know?” Chris asked, surprised and aroused all at the same time.

“Trust me, a girl can tell; the girls have talked about it at work.” She paused. Julie wanted to test a theory. “All the girls think you would be the most submissive in bed, the most eager to please, and the most likely to want to be dominated,” she said again, her hand running up Chris’ leg.

Chris became hard. His average cock twitched. “Yes, Julie, I am eager to please you and would do anything for you,” Chris said loud and proud.

Julie giggled loudly; she had finally found the perfect partner, one to be submissive to her but also one she thought she could love.

“So Chris, a guy like you… You know, tallish, handsome, and built like you. I thought you would be ready to throw me against the wall and fuck me hard.” She paused for a reaction. “But I guess you want me to take the lead,” she said, her hand moving up Chris’s leg but stopping right before it got to his cock.

Julie seemed a little disappointed at how high up Chris’ leg it got before she needed to stop. “So tell me, how did you end up so submissive?” she asked, intrigued by him.

“It all started with my first girlfriend, I guess. When we first started dating, we had both just turned 18. We had been dating for a while, and we had been waiting to have sex; I was a virgin, and she was not. I had always been a little insecure about my penis size. Well, when we finally got to the point when we were going to finally have sex, I had pulled my pants and underwear off for the first time, and I heard her laugh. I was immediately embarrassed but also aroused by her laughing at me. When I finally looked up, it turned out she was not expecting me to get naked yet…she was on her phone; she had been laughing at a video. She had never seen my penis. But when she did, she asked why I was so hard. I explained it was because she laughed, and I thought she was laughing at the size of my penis. Turns out she was a lot kinkier than I had thought. She knew I had an embarrassment kink, and that’s where it all started,” Chris explained, his face turning red.