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Bull gives Cuck the horns

People don’t understand how a cuckold’s brain works. People message me all the time telling me that I need to “get out of this” or that they feel so bad for me. This lifestyle isn’t for everyone but for guys like me I am extremely lucky to have the life I have. I wouldn’t change anything. I want to take a minute to break from the story of our origins to show more of our modern dynamic.

After we had been married for a couple of years we really decided to find one bull that satisfied our needs. We knew we wanted someone that could be strict on both of us and dominant toward me. We had several experiences with prospective bulls before this and we never felt comfortable with them. The search took awhile.

Then one day we were on the Whisper app and I posted something (like I’d done several times) about wanting to find a bull for us. We got several messages but Lindsey was drawn to one in particular. Just the way he talked. Confident, not over the top, and not thuggish in any way. We talked to him for a couple of days on there before exchanging names and face pics. When I saw his body I knew she would want him.

She looked at me and said, “Baby, he seems like he could be pretty good for us.” He was tall, athletic, really good looking, and of course had a long, thick cock. Race had never been a big deal to her either way (she claims) but he was a black man.

We finally decided to meet him for dinner and drinks. The point of this post is not to highlight this one night so I’ll summarize. We hit it off. Big time. They flirted in front of me and I got the angst of the waitress looking at me very strangely. Our conversation was very direct and he asked what we wanted in a bull. He said it sounded fantastic and he would be happy to oblige. He was well spoken and well dressed. Had a great job. He was even nice to me. He asked me directly how I wanted to be dominated and I shriveled up. How do you answer that? I didn’t know what to say and Lindsey laughed and said, “I think that’s just something that will come naturally...” she playfully hit my arm.

By this point I was accustomed to chastity play and he said if he was “our” bull for real that he would require me be in it. Lindsey was very quick to nod and said, “Of course!” After a few drinks they were flirting heavily and we ended up going back to our place. She gave him an incredible blow job for twenty minutes and he finished in her mouth. He then shook my hand and told us to let him know.

We talked that night and she was 100% sold. So was I. We texted him the next day and said we wanted him to be our bull. It felt like a business transaction. He came over that night again and we talked about it. I remember him saying, “There’s a safe word, yes, but you said you want a strict and dominant bull. I expect you to honor that.” I nodded to him. He said, “From now on, its yes sir. Now give me the keys to your chastity cage.” I looked at Lindsey and she smiled at me. She walked to the bedroom and walked back carrying her necklace with the key and the spare. She handed them to him and he put them on the table.

He leaned back and said, “How long since you last came?” “Three days, sir.” He gave a chuckle and said, “Three days?! What’s the point of chastity for three days?” My wife and I didn’t say anything. She then reached out and was rubbing my shoulder. I looked at her and she winked. For some reason the wink sent shivers down my spine. He then said, “What would you give to have your cage off right now and be able to cum?” I didn’t know what to say and said, “I’d love to cum, sir. If you’d let me.” Lindsey chuckled a little out of approval of me accepting his role.

“We’re going to revisit that question in a month, now stand up and show me your cage.” I did as I was told as he scooped the keys off of the table and finagled the spare onto his car key ring. I unzipped my pants and pulled out the steel birdcage chastity cage I had surrounding my sad looking little genitals. He motioned for me to come closer and I stood right in front of him. He then tested both keys but never took the lock off. He made sure it was closed and then looked at me in the eyes while he still held the lock and said, “These are the only two keys?” I said yes sir and he shook the lock a little violently and said, “If I find out you’re lying there will be consequences.” I basically shined out, “I promise those are the only keys, sir.” I probably sounded like such a little bitch.

He told me to take off my pants completely, leaving me in just my button down shirt, and then said, “go to my bag.” As I walked over to his briefcase/shoulder bag thing he said, “Center pocket, manilla folder.” I pulled out the folder and opened it to find medical paperwork. “As your wife and I discussed... clean bill of health.” I looked back and she was biting her lip and staring at him. She then moved straight on over to the couch and sat next to him with her legs across his. Her short skirt was coming up and his hands had already ventured up to her ass.

I examined the paperwork and it was dated two days ago and showed that he was STD free. I hadn’t talked to him or her about that but knew she hated condoms. She wanted him raw, she was on the pill, so it was going to happen. I walked back over to them with my lock clinking on the cage loudly. She laughed and said, “It’s like your very own little bell collar.” He chuckled and said, “Take your shirt off too. Until further notice, when I’m here, you’re in just the cage.” I did as I was told and lost my shirt.

I sat down completely naked and both of them staring at me. I felt more exposed and humiliated than I had in quite awhile. “Baby,” my wife said forcefully, “where are your manners? Get us a drink.” I hopped up and Cage clinking went to the kitchen. I asked what they wanted, prepared his drink and brought her the beer she asked for. They started making out and I could tell that she was drenched. Just because I knew her so well at this point.

“Go get the bedroom ready for us, cuck. This is a big night. The first night your bull is fucking your wife.” I guessed I’d better make it romantic so I put on some low light and lit some candles. When I came back in they were making out harder and I saw him fingering her. “The bedroom ready?” he looked over her shoulder at me. “Yes, sir,” I said. He stood up and picked her up while he did that and carried her into our bedroom. I had the comforter and sheet pulled back and he laid her down gently while still making out.

He then stood up and shed his clothes. He looked like a Greek god. A massive erection at least 8.5” long and thick. My wife frantically took off her shirt and bra but didn’t have time to even get the skirt off before he was on her making out again. He ran his finger through her pussy and said, “Fuck, you’re dripping.” She laughed pretty hard and didn’t say anything. I saw her hand grab his cock and pull it to lineup with her pussy. She stared at me over his shoulder (I could barely tell in this light) as he plunged his cock into her. She let out a huge moan and he started fucking her slowly. I heard them whispering to each other as I stood there and then I heard her voice, “Hey baby? Why don’t you go turn on the game and relax? We’ll be awhile.” I just stood there and then he said, “She wasn’t asking, Cuck.”

I turned to walk out with my erection trying to burst through my steel cage. “Close the door,” I heard him say. I walked out and closed the door as I made my way just down the hall to the living room. I sat down and turned the game on. I didn’t have the volume super loud but I could hear her moaning over everything. It went on for what seemed like hours. I don’t know how long it was but I know I wasn’t giving a shit about the football game. I heard her patented screams that come with her exploding in orgasms three times. Finally I heard him grunting and then a lot of screaming... followed by some “holy shit that was amazing” laughter and then silence.

A few minutes went by and the door opened. My phenomenal, gorgeous, and naked wife walked down the hallway with a quick pace, swaying those hips beautifully. She was a complete mess and as she walked by to get to the kitchen she said, “Hey babe!” like she’d almost been surprised to see me there. I heard her drinking water in the kitchen and then walk back to the bedroom carrying two glasses. She stopped right next to my chair and I could see her entire body glistening with sweat and smelling like pure sex. “Who is winning?” I was staring at her and said, “I don’t know.”

She laughed a sweet laugh and said, “Something a little distracting?!” She stretched her arms out and held the glasses of water to her side and moved her body in a funny, “here it is” kind of way. I realized that some of her hair was matted to her face because she was so sweaty. I had never seen her like this. She bent down and gave me a quick peck on the lips. I was hit with the overwhelming scent of his cum and was so intrigued. I wanted to know what all had happened. She stayed only a few inches from my face and said, “I love you. Be good out here.” I said, “I love you too,” as she disappeared down the hallway.

I didn’t even need to check but I looked down and saw the flesh of my dick sticking through the holes everywhere it could. I sat there and listened to rounds 2 and 3 over the next couple of hours and strained almost the entire time. I knew I was in my heaven. I knew I’d go through hell. And I was so excited.

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My wife and I at the gloryhole.

My wife Sara and I were out celebrating our fourteenth anniversary. She was 36 at the time and I 37. We had no set plans and decided to begin with dinner at a nice restaurant. We finished both our dinner and the pitcher of margaritas we ordered. Upon leaving decided that neither of us should be driving. Instead we decided to walk around the city.

Several blocks away, we came across an adult arcade/bookstore and I kidded her about going inside. She had never been in one and was curious to see what it was like. Who was I to stop her? The store was rather crowded with about a dozen men and two other couples. Everyone looked fairly normal. Most of the single men were looking at magazines and rental movies.

Sensing her nervousness, we joined the other couples in the rather tame section containing lotion, novelties and cards. Before long we boldly moved to the section containing the vibrators and dildos were she marveled at the variety of designs and sizes. It was incredibly erotic watching Sara in front of so many strangers examining the large rubber dildos. By the look in her eyes and deep concentration, I could only imagine what was going on in her mind. I’m sure she was thinking what it might be like to have the different sizes and thicknesses inside her, pleasuring her.

Although extremely attractive and sexy, Sara hadn’t dated much before we married and had little sexual variety. She had even told me that the few guys she had slept with before we met were all smaller than me and she couldn’t imagine handling anything much bigger than mine.

I broke her concentration by nudging her towards the video arcade. Hand in hand, we selected a small dark unoccupied booth toward the back. I locked the door and pulled her into a passionate embrace. In the darkness, we could hear sounds coming from the booths next and nearby. Most were the sounds from the videos playing of people moaning during sex, but we also heard various muffled noises from the people in the booths.

I broke off the embrace to put a few dollars in video machine. A video of a woman being serviced by several well-hung men began playing. It was clear from both of our obvious states of arousal that this was going to end up with us having sex in the booth until we were both fully satisfied.

I stood behind her letting my hands roam under her blouse, rubbing her firm breasts and rolling her nipples between my fingers while she watched the woman in the video on her hands and knees sucking one big cock while another was thrusting in and out of her cunt. Sara unbuttoned and removed her blouse in order to give me better access. She reached behind her back and fondled my erection through my bulging jeans. She proceeded to unbuttoned & unzip my jeans and pulled my hard on free.

Her hands began squeezing and stroking my hard naked cock. I kicked off my shoes and stepped out of my pants. With her still in front of me I pulled her skirt up above her waist and pushed her panties down to her knees. She took the hint and stepped out of them and removed her skirt leaving her completely exposed from the waist down.

As I watched her do this, I noticed a glory hole between our booth and the one next door. I also noticed in the darkness, someone was looking through the hole watching us. If the guy did not have his face up against the hole, we would have easily seen into the other booth. The sudden realization that someone was watching us - my wife stroking my dick and me playing with her pussy, sent a jolt of excitement through me. Sara had no idea what was happening.

I ran my hands through her soft mound and spread her lips wide with both hands to show our guest how beautiful her cunt was. I began inserting a finger into her sex and discovered that she was soaked and ready for action. I continued to finger fuck her with two fingers from one hand and played with her engorged clit with the other.

Sara’s body looked magnificent, on display in the video’s dim light as she lean back against my chest. I looked at the hole several times and could make out that we were still being watched. I then had her sit on the bench seat beside the hole. She reached out, grabbed my cock and pulled me directly in front of her. She began licking the head of my cock with her talented tongue. The voyeur was getting a fantastic show.

I decided to tell her that someone was watching us and pointed to the hole. She looked, gasped and tried to fix her clothes. I quickly grabbed her hands and told her that it was ok. She looked at me for several seconds and then asked me “If I was sure?”

I replied by guiding her head back to my throbbing cock. She smiled at me and enthusiastically began sucking me I think partially due to her own excitement and also in an attempt to put on a good show for our voyeur. She looked so damn sexy with her lips around my cock - her eyes alternating between looking up into mine and looking at the hole.

To both of our surprise, our voyeur slowly began inserting his own cock through the hole. Sara moaned around my cock as she watched the stranger’s cock coming into our booth. I think she moaned because it was apparent that this was no ordinary cock. It was huge and it was a beautiful ebony color. It easily rivalled the largest dildos we had looked at just minutes ago. The cock was still mostly soft and was already easily 8 inches long and thicker than my normal sized tool.

I was now reeling at the kinky sexual possibilities that were now before us. Sara stopped sucking and looked up at me as if she were waiting for me to tell her what to do. I asked her if she wanted to try to make it hard. I guess that she had the same idea because she quickly grabbed it with both hands and started rubbing up and down its massive dark length. She never took her eyes off of it as she exclaimed, “It’s big and it feels good.”

I never imagined I would ever see Sara playing with another man’s cock, but it was certainly something I was immensely enjoying as I began playing with my own cock. Sara had managed to bring the faceless, bodiless cock to full attention, as it expanded in both length and thickness. It now pointed up into our booth to what I would have to guess was at least 10”.

I’d never touched another man before, but I had to admit that this was absolutely the most awesome specimen of manhood that I have ever seen. I reached down and placed my hand next to hers on the huge muscle. It was almost hot to the touch, hard and soft at the same time.

I knelt down so that we were both eye level with this impressive shaft and I began rubbing the shaft against Sara’s face. Back and forth across her cheeks, her forehead and finally her lips. As I was doing this, Sara’s hands went between her legs as she played with her clit. I don’t think she consciously realized that she was doing this.

At that moment, I wanted to see her suck this big cock or at least suck as much as she could possibly get into her mouth. I asked her if she wanted to take it in her mouth and she looked into my eyes and nodded yes. Still holding the cock, I held it just behind the smooth head and I began rubbing the tip right across her lips. I told her to open up and as she did, I fed just the head inside. Her tongue licked all over the head up to my fingers. I than feed her a few more inches which allowed her to really start using her whole mouth.

Soon she had as much of this large cock as she could fit in her mouth. I began pumping the cock in rhythm with her sucking. With my other hand, I resumed playing with her dripping pussy. Eventually she switched to sucking the cock with a twisting action. I have enjoyed this technique many, many times.

She pleasured the shaft for at least 15 minutes while I teased her clit and continued to slide two fingers in and out. I knew that her poor mouth must have been getting tired. I wanted to fuck her badly yet couldn’t tear myself away from watching her giving this erotic blowjob to a complete and perfect stranger.

It was extremely erotic to see Sara’s pale white checks bulging with the big black shaft. I began to wonder if she would be willing to let this massive black rod into her sweet juicy pussy while I watched and helped or if we could accomplish that in the confines of the small booth.

What Sara did next both surprised and shocked me. She took the cock from her mouth and kissed me passionately on the mouth. As her tongue snaked into my mouth, she began rubbing the cock against both of our faces. It was covered with her saliva. It felt so hot and wet on my face as she pulled it down closer to our kiss.

We soon began kissing each other all around the shaft, lips rubbing back and forth, and our tongues teasing each other’s by darting and flicking underneath. I was completely lost. The world was receding. There was nothing real in the world to me right then but Sara, our mouths and this beautiful long hard dark penis. I would never have done this to another man, but this was not a man, this was just a cock and nothing more, for Sara and I to share in our privacy.

As I followed the path of her tongue, she led me from the cock’s base all the way to its head. Her tongue pulled away slightly, leaving me to stop with the tip of the head perched in between my open lips. I paused and looked into her eyes. Sara smiled and asked me if I wanted to finish what she had started. I didn’t need to answer, as she knew as much as I did, how badly I wanted and needed to do this. She gently pushed my head forward as I began sucking my first cock.

I held the shaft with both hands and tried to suck as best as I could. My only experience was that of having the same done to me countless times. I closed my eyes as I concentrated, and I felt Sara’s familiar mouth now engulfing my own rock hard cock. I matched her rhythm, strokes and tongue movements in order to give this stranger’s cock the same pleasure that I was receiving.

I could feel the shaft in my mouth throbbing in unison with my own. The world further receded. Now I was only aware of my throbbing prick and my mouth. The rhythms, the sucking, the tongues, the pleasure was all the same. It was as if I were sucking my own cock. I could not last much longer nor did I want this to end.

Sara could tell I was close as she increased her intensity. I did the same. I was cumming. I could feel the pulsing, shooting jet after jet of cum into her mouth. The cum tasted sweet and salty and it easily filled her mouth - my mouth. It took me a few seconds to realize that it wasn’t just me that was cumming. He blasted against the roof of my mouth, filling it. I swallowed three times, still had a mouthful and the cock was still cumming.

I pulled back as another jet splashed my cheek. Sara was now beside me and quickly guided it to her mouth as the next shot covered her tongue. She engulfed the ebony prize as it gave up its last few shots. Now totally spent, the ebony pole soon began to soften as she let it slip from her mouth. She turned to me and we kissed. Our tongues pushed cum into each other’s mouth as we played and savored the taste. I held her in a loving embrace as we licked the remaining cum from each other’s lips, chins and cheeks.

I looked at the wall. The cock was gone. I could see into the next booth and it was now empty. As we were recovering from the sexual high, someone else entered the next booth and began watching us. Another stranger was getting to see Sara’s naked body. Her breasts were magnificent and I know the voyeur had a good view of her wet unfucked pussy. I meant to remedy that soon.

Sara smiled at me and we dressed in front of our new voyeur. Once dressed, we exited the booth and headed out of the store but not before purchasing a souvenir. We could not get home fast enough, but as soon as we did, I brought her to five orgasms with her new 10” black toy. I had a feeling that our sexual adventures had just begun.

Damn!

Hey your wife looks great

Thank you

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Hotwife lifestyle isn’t for everyone. The key is honesty. Sharing your desires openly helps. You also have to know it’s just sex. It’s a live action interactive porn. She’s the star. You’re the director and audience. This is not cheating. It’s not. It’s talked about and rules agreed upon. If either becomes uncomfortable it has to stop and it isn’t used to degrade the other ever. Enjoy your sex life. Embrace it and know the only taboo is what you make it.

Hopefully the appliance guy likes my wife’s outfit today….

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