Bred by the Bull Part 3
Hotwife Craves More than Hubby’s Tiny Cock
I reached for his cock, giving it a gentle squeeze. He shuddered. “In fact, I bet it turns you on like crazy, knowing I’m a dirty slut for cock. Isn’t that right?”
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Over the next few weeks, Jake slowly came to terms with our new dynamic. And by “came to terms,” I mean he stopped having existential crises every time I came home freshly fucked and full of cum. Progress!
It probably helped that the sex was mind-blowing. For both of us, in very different ways. I was getting dicked down on the regular by big, beefy studs who knew how to make me scream. And Jake, bless him, was discovering a deep love for sloppy seconds and humiliation. win-win!
My bull from that first night became a regular fixture. He’d come over, rail me within an inch of my life, then leave me loose and leaking for Jake to “reclaim.” It never got old watching Jake’s face as he sank into my messy pussy, feeling another man’s spunk squishing around his little dick.
I mean, it was pretty hilarious. He’d get this constipated look, like he couldn’t decide if he was mortified or harder than he’d ever been in his life. Spoiler alert: it was definitely the latter. Homeboy would nut in like 30 seconds, whimpering about how filthy and wrong it was. Such a good little cuck.
Of course, I didn’t limit myself to just one bull. Variety is the spice of life, right? And mama needed her diet spicy. So I started fucking my way through all the beefcakes I could find — tinder studs, Jake’s gym bros, hot dudes from the bar. If he was hung and knew how to use it, he got a ride on the Slutty Me Express.
I’d always make sure to come home to Jake dripping with fresh loads, though. Call me sentimental. There was just something so deliciously nasty about watching my boyfriend slurp up another man’s cum as he ate me out or feeling it squish around his cock as he fucked me.
Like the time I let his workout buddy fill me up in the gym locker room. Classic naughty housewife shit. I was doing jumping jacks on this dude’s dick when Jake walked in on us. He literally froze, his jaw on the floor, as I wailed and creamed all over his friend’s huge cock.
The guy just laughed and kept pounding away at me, those delicious gym-sculpted muscles flexing with every thrust. “Sup Jake! Don’t mind us; just treat your girl to some real dick. You can have her back when I’m done wrecking this perfect pussy.”
And Jake, my perfect cuckold boyfriend, just stood there and watched me get my guts rearranged. I could see him getting hard in his little gym shorts. He was palming himself through the fabric, looking to be torn between blind lust and humiliation.
When the dude finally busted in on me with a roar, Jake actually whimpered. Pavlovian response to me getting jizzed in at this point, I swear. I was panting and twitching through the aftershocks, my pussy making the most obscene sloshing noises as the guy kept lazily pumping me full of spunk.
He pulled out with a satisfying ‘schlorp’, a river of pearly cum following his softening dick. “She’s all yours, bro. Might wanna put a towel down though; I really overflowed her tank.” He gave Jake a sweaty pat on the shoulder and headed off to the showers, whistling.
And then it was just me and Jake. I grinned at him from my cum-drunk sprawl, thighs lewdly spread. “Well, c’mon, then stud, time to earn your keep. This sloppy snatch ain’t gonna fuck itself.”
Jake practically tripped over himself, scrambling out of his clothes. He had his cute little stiffy out in record time, pre-cum already drooling from the tip. So eager, my nasty boy.
When he finally slid into my absolutely destroyed hole, we both moaned like whores. Nothing beats that sloppy wet suction, I tellya. He started frantically humping away, the force of his thrusts pushing squelchy rivers of jizz out of me with every stroke.
“That’s it, that’s it!” I urged breathlessly, clenching tight around him. “Fuck that cum deeper! Mark your fucking territory in this slutty cunt!”
He was too far gone to even talk, just grunting and whimpering as he plowed through the sloppy mess of my snatch. It only took a dozen strokes before he was shuddering and spurting into me with a broken groan, adding his own meager load to his buddy’s generous offering.
Fucked out and filled to the brim with spunk, I had a moment of cock-drunk clarity. This was my life now — an endless parade of huge dicks and sloppy cream pies, with my happy little cuckold waiting at home to worship my well-used holes.
Honestly? I couldn’t fucking wait for more. Sorry, Jake, but your girl is addicted to strange dick and cum-flooded pussy. Hope you’re ready for a lifetime of cleanup duty!
After a few months of happily hotwifing my way through every hung stud I could get my hands on, I started to get a bit… restless. Don’t get me wrong, I was still loving every minute of being a cum-hungry queen. But I needed something more. Something to really push the boundaries, y’know?
That’s when I got the idea to involve Jake more directly in my extramarital escapades. He’d been such a good sport about the whole thing, dutifully waiting at home to reclaim me after my pussy had been thoroughly wrecked by superior cock. I figured it was time to reward him.
And by “reward,” I obviously mean “introduce new levels of humiliating cuckoldry.” Potato, potahto.
So one night, when one of my regular bulls was over giving me a thorough dicking, I decided to enact my devious plan. We were really going at it; I was bent over the bed while he plowed into me from behind. The obscene slap of skin on skin and my whorish moans echoed through the room.
“Fuck yes, wreck me with that huge fucking cock!” I wailed, pushing my hips back to meet his brutal thrusts. “Deeper, deeper! Fuckin’ break me!”
He grunted and somehow crammed even more of his monster dick into my hungry cunt. “Take it all, you greedy slut! This is what you fuckin’ need, isn’t it? A real man to ruin your pussy!”
“Yes, god, yes!” I sobbed, seeing stars as he battered my cervix. “Ruin me, fuckin’ destroy me! Make me your cocksleeve!”
Just as I started to feel that telltale tingle of an impending orgasm, I heard the front door open. Showtime. I locked eyes with my bull over my shoulder and grinned deviously. He smirked back, not missing a beat in his steady pounding.
“Babe?” Jake’s voice called out tentatively. “I’m home…”
“In here, honey!” I trilled, my voice high and thready, with pleasure. “Come see what I brought you!”
There was a pregnant pause, then hesitant footsteps down the hall. The bedroom door creaked open, and there was Jake, looking adorably nervous. His eyes bugged out as he took in the scene — his girlfriend, bent over and getting the absolute stuffing fucked out of her by a hugely muscled stud.
“Holy shit,” he breathed, Adam’s apple bobbing as he gulped. I could see the confusion and arousal warring on his face. Precious.
“Don’t be shy, baby,” I cooed, beckoning him closer with a crook of my finger. “Come get a closer look. Watch him rearrange my guts with that big, beautiful cock.”
Jake shuffled closer, his eyes glued to where that fat dick was stretching me obscenely wide. I reached out and palmed the prominent bulge in his khakis, making him jump.
“Aw, is that all for me?” I purred, giving him a squeeze. “Is watching wifey get smashed by a real man making you all hard and bothered?”
He whimpered, his hips twitching into my hand. “Fuck, I can’t… this is too much…”
“Shh, just enjoy the show,” I soothed, rubbing him through his pants. “Watch him use me like the dirty fuckdoll I am. Watch him pump me full of superior cum. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, cuck?”
Jake shuddered bodily and let out a broken moan. Jackpot. I turned my attention back to my bull, who was still steadily churning up my insides. “You close, big boy? Gonna breed me nice and deep?”
He grunted, his fingers digging in hard enough to bruise. “Fuck yeah, I am. Gonna flood this tight cunt, make you fucking overflow.”
“Do it,” I hissed, my cunt clenching greedily around him. “Fill me up, paint my fucking walls! I want to be dripping for days!”
“Take it, whore!” He snarled, slamming deep and erupting with a roar. I could feel him throbbing, pulsing, and pumping what felt like gallons of hot seed into my core.
The feeling of him unloading in me so deeply and hard made me come too, shrieking and convulsing on his spurting cock. It went on forever, my greedy pussy milking him for every last drop as I trembled through aftershock after aftershock.
Finally, he slipped out of me with an utterly filthy squelch and I collapsed forward onto the bed, thighs lewdly spread. I was drooling, cum, the sheets beneath me quickly getting soaked through.
I looked up at Jake with a fucked-out grin. He was staring at my ruined, oozing cunt like a man possessed. “Well? Aren’t you going to thank him?”
His head snapped up, eyes wide. “Wh-what?”
“Thank the nice man, Jake. For giving your girl what she needs and deserves.” I smirked and reached back to hold myself open, a fresh rivulet of pearly spunk dripping out. “For being generous enough to share his cum with a pathetic cuckold like you.”
Jake visibly swallowed, his cheeks flushed, and his eyes brightened with humiliated arousal. Shakily, he turned to my smug bull and forced out an awkward, “Th-thank you. For, uh, taking care of my girlfriend.”
I tsked and shook my head. “Not good enough, cucky. Thank him for pumping your girl full of cum. For giving you delicious sloppy seconds to lap up like a good boy. Say it.”
If Jake got any redder, I swear he’d combust. He ducked his head, his voice barely a shameful whisper. “Thank you for filling my girlfriend with your cum. For giving me sloppy seconds to clean up.”
My bull barked out a laugh and clapped Jake roughly on the shoulder, nearly sending him sprawling. “Any time, bro! Your girl is a great fuck; I’m always happy to loosen her up for you.” He turned to wink at me as he started pulling his clothes back on. “Until next time, beautiful. Stay slutty.”
After he left, it was just me and Jake. I smiled at my blushing boyfriend, slowly rolling onto my back and crooking a finger at him. “C’mere and give me a kiss, baby. I’ve got a special treat for you.”
He stumbled over to the bed, practically vibrating with anticipation. When he leaned down to kiss me, I grabbed him by the hair and pulled him into my crotch instead.
“Not that kind of kiss, silly!” I giggled as he flailed and sputtered. “Get that tongue in mommy’s cummy hole! Lap it all up like a good little cuckold!”
With a pitiful groan, Jake dove in face first, slurping and sucking at my cum-flooded pussy like a man dying of thirst. I moaned and writhed, pushing his face deeper into the sloppy mess.
“That’s it, drink it down, you nasty boy!” I urged breathlessly, grinding against his tongue. “Isn’t his cum so yummy in your girlfriend’s cunt? Don’t you just love being a clean-up cuck?”
Jake whimpered and tongued me even harder, determined to lap up every last drop of another man’s seed from my used hole. What a good, perverted boy!
Yeah, I could definitely get used to this new dynamic. Sorry, Jake, but I think sharing is caring from now on! Honestly, he should just be grateful that I let him taste the fruits of my extramarital labors. What can I say? I’m a giver like that.
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