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Tales of The Bull

Episode 3 — Bob’s Directorial Debut

I held my phone as steady as I could while I filmed my hard cock slamming into Jen’s pussy. She was on her hands and knees in front of me. My hips slapped her perfect bottom every time I drove deep. The condom on my cock highlighted how big he is because even though it was rolled down fully, it still didn’t reach my body.

“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!” Jen yelled as she came again. I plowed into her even harder and exploded inside her. I pulled out and paused for a moment, filming my condom full of cum.

Jen and I had played several times with her husband, Bob, hiding behind a two-way mirror, but today he really was out of town. Not wanting his wife to miss out on her fuck session, he allowed her to see me alone but asked that we film it so he could watch it later. I had taped myself before and knew how to make a sexy video. Or so I thought.

“This isn’t great,” Bob thought as he watched the video of Jen and Jeff. He could understand why it was so difficult for his wife’s bull to hold the camera steady, he was moving quite a lot. That didn’t make Bob like it, however. The lighting was low and what the hell was with the condom? As sexy as the idea had sounded, the reality was that these videos weren’t going to fulfill his voyeuristic needs.

Those needs were strong. Bob was 15 when he watched his older cousin suck her boyfriend’s cock through the keyhole in the old door at their grandparents’ house. He spent that summer secretly watching the young couple as they explored their sexuality and each other. He also taught himself the pleasure of masturbation, and, for him, sexual pleasure became intimately entwined with voyeurism.

Even after his marriage, Bob found himself more drawn to pornography than being with his wife. After the honeymoon period, the couple’s sex life dropped off and Jen found herself increasingly unsatisfied. After Jen caught Bob jerking off to a porno video instead of fucking her, things came to a head. Eventually, after a lot of talking, counseling, and experimentation, they found their answer in Hotwifing.

It seemed to be working. Bob got his fantasy of watching other people having sex fulfilled, and Jen got a lot more sexual attention, not only from Jeff but her husband also. Bob found he couldn’t keep his hands off of his wife after a session. Sperm competition, reclaiming, turned on because Jen was being a slut, whatever the reason, Bob became a wild man, and their sex lives were vastly improved.

The hardest part for Bob was coming to terms with the fact that another man was fucking his wife. Hiding behind the mirror helped him compartmentalize and rationalize his feelings.

“But maybe,” he thought, “hiding behind a camera might be the same.”

Jen was excited about tonight’s session. Jeff was coming over and her husband planned on filming them together. The best part of their new Hotwife arrangement, Jen felt, was the attention she received. Her husband, while he did hide during the session, would spend the rest of the evening fucking her savagely. For days afterward, he would dote on her, giving her all the love and affection she needed. Watching Jeff also gave Bob new sexual ideas and techniques, making him a better lover than he had ever been.

And Jeff was very good at sex and had a lot of things to teach. He was just the sort of man Jen used to love/hate dating in her younger years. She loved them because they were hot, sexy, and usually packed a big dick. But they generally WERE big dicks, too. She hated how narcissistic and selfish they could be. They were usually great lovers and terrible boyfriends. Now she had the best of both worlds: a loving, decent husband who was getting better in bed all the time, and the occasional hard fuck from a big-cocked stud she could kick out of her house as soon as she was finished with him.

Tonight was going to be extra special because Bob was going to be filming. Jen had been very turned on when Jeff had filmed with just his phone. As usual, her husband went over the top and had lighting, microphones, and a professional-grade camera. She had soaking-wet panties as she waited for Jeff to arrive.

“Wow, Bob,” I said as Jen led me into her bedroom, “you weren’t kidding about filming. I thought you were just going to use your phone or something, but this looks like a movie set!”

“Are you OK with it?” Bob asked, as he approached with his extended hand.

This was the first time we met. Bob had always been behind his mirror every other time I had been here. I shook his hand and answered, “Hell, yes! I’ve never been in a porno before.”

“Well, I don’t have a plot or lines for you guys,” he said, “just do what you always do. But, please, allow me to direct you if I need you to move or something.”

Jen was finished waiting and wanted to get started. She took me into her arms and looked at Bob. “Ready to say ’Action’, baby?”

He looked uncomfortable, but as soon as he lifted the camera to his eye, I could see his demeanor change. “OK, you pretty slut,” he growled, “show me what you can do. Action!”

We kissed deeply and I unzipped her dress. It fell to the floor, where it was soon joined by the rest of our clothing. I turned Jen away from me to undo the clasp of her bra. Bob took a close-up as her tits fell free from the lacey fabric. I cupped her breasts from behind and pinched her nipple, causing her to swell and stiffen. Rubbing my underwear-covered cock against her ass caused me to swell and stiffen as well.

Jen turned back to me, and we kissed some more. Then she lowered to her knees. As she pulled down my briefs, Bob said, “Go slowly, pull that cock down, and make it pop out.” He knelt to capture the shot.

My cock sprang free when she got my pants low enough and smacked into her face. She caught my head in her mouth and began to suck. She used one hand to stroke my exposed shaft and cupped my balls with the other. She serviced me like this for several minutes, until Bob interrupted with, “Now just use your mouth, baby.”

Jen dropped her hands and drove herself onto my rigid staff, getting him about halfway down. She moved her head back and forth. Bob got closer, filming the twin streams of drool that were coming out of the corners of his wife’s mouth as she sucked my cock. I placed a hand on her head to guide her pace, gradually making her move faster and deeper. After a few more minutes of face-fucking, I stopped with my shaft about 3/4 deep in her throat. I held there as Jen’s face got redder and redder.

“Oh, that looks great,” Bob said, “hold it for another couple of seconds.” He zoomed into a close-up of Jen’s watering eyes. After he got the shot, I pulled out of her mouth. Jen gasped for air as saliva hung between my cock and her lips. Bob captured the moment.

“I want to try something,” I said. “Jen, can you do a headstand?” I stepped back to give her some room. Bob stood back to get a wider shot.

“Of course,” she replied. She rolled forward, putting her head and hands on the ground. Her yoga-trained body easily moved into a headstand.

I moved in front of her and pulled her g-string up her legs and took it off. I squatted down and gripped her hips. “I’m going to pick you up now,” I warned her. I stood and lifted her. She wrapped her thighs around my neck and pulled her pussy to my face. Her head hung right at my cock, so she took him into her mouth once more.

“A standing 69!” Bob exclaimed, “Awesome!” He circled us with his camera, filming every possible angle, eventually ending up between my legs recording his wife’s face as she hung upside down with my cock in her mouth. She bobbed back and forth as I tongued her clit. As hot as this looks on film, it’s not a good position for achieving orgasms, because I couldn’t use my hands for anything other than holding her up, and she was getting dizzy from being upside down.

“I’m going to lay you on the bed, now, Jen,” I told her.

“Mmm huh,” she answered, nodding on my cock.

I lay her on her back on the bed, keeping myself in her mouth. I pumped a few more strokes as she looked directly into her husband’s camera.

Jen was on fire. Looking at her husband as he paid such close attention to her was making her pussy throb even more than the thick cock being pushed down her throat. She needed relief and she needed it now. Jeff must have sensed her need because he pulled out of her mouth and moved around to put his mouth on her pussy again.

This time, since he wasn’t holding her up, he could focus all his energy on pleasuring her.

“Oh my God,” she moaned as his tongue grazed her clit. Two fingers found that special place inside her and gently massaged her spot. She felt herself getting wetter and more aroused as Jeff continued to work on her, and she knew her first orgasm of the session was about to happen.

She looked right into Bob’s camera and cried, “Baby, I’m cumming! Oh oh oh, it’s happening! Arrrrggghh,” she groaned as she drenched Jeff’s face.

Now she needed his cock. She put her hands on either side of his head and pulled him up. Her husband filmed as her bull kissed his way up her body, stopping to suck each nipple. After a few moments, he moved up her body and placed the tip of his cock against her moist folds. His girth stretched her most delightfully as he pressed his enormous cock deeper inside her. Before long, his head rubbed against her cervix. Jen looked at Bob’s camera and groaned, “Fuck, he is so thick!”

I love the feeling of bottoming out in a pussy. Realizing that I am filling her completely gives me such a rush of power. I paused to allow her to adjust as I began to rub her clit with my thumb. Then I began to pump, slowly but steadily, gradually increasing the length of each stroke. As I pulled out a little more each time, I would thrust back in harder. Within a few minutes, I was pounding away in powerful, full-length strokes.

Jen screamed in orgasm as Bob focused on her face. I continued to saw in and out of her well-fucked cunt. Jen shuddered again as another climax tore through her. I had found that once she got started, Jen would orgasm repeatedly.

Bob got behind me to film my cock penetrating her soaked pussy. He spent a few minutes capturing this very intimate angle, one he wouldn’t have seen from his closet. I hoped this encouraged him to play with us more often. After he was satisfied with his video, he asked us, “Can you get in doggy now, please?”

“Of course, baby,” his wife answered, “I love doggy.”

I pulled out and made room for her to flip over. Once she was steady, I got on my knees behind her and reinserted my rigid cock into her saturated pussy. I didn’t waste time with gentle warming up, I just started slamming into her as hard as before. Bob stood to our side to get a profile shot before moving around and zooming in on Jen’s face as she gasped and groaned.

After another orgasm crashed over her, Jen suddenly yelled out, “My ass, please put it in my ass.”

I had never taken Jen’s backdoor and glanced over at Bob to see what he thought about it. I was surprised to see that he had lowered the camera and looked uneasy.

When Bob heard Jen ask Jeff to fuck her ass, he couldn’t hide behind the camera anymore. He was glad it happened when he was out here because he didn’t know if he would have been strong enough to come out from behind the mirror. He stopped recording.

“Jen,” he said with a tremor in his voice, “you’ve never let me do that.”

“It’s not that I didn’t let you, you just never tried,” Jen responded. “Do you want to?”

“Of course I do,” Bob said, “I want to love you every way you want to be loved.”

The couple locked eyes, Bob got partially on the bed and then they kissed each other.

Watching a married couple have a heart-to-heart conversation while my cock was buried balls deep in the wife was just another surreal moment in a life full of them. I wanted to keep pounding, and even take Jen’s ass, but I knew the right thing to do was back off and let them do what they needed to. I pulled out of her tight pussy and got off the bed.

“Bob, if you want to do it now,” I said, “I can film.”

“Do you want that, baby?” Bob asked his wife.

“Oh please, yes please, Bob,” Jen begged, “please fuck my ass!”

I took the camera from him and started recording as they continued to kiss. Bob got up briefly to pull off his shorts, revealing a respectable erection, then he positioned himself behind Jen. I filmed as he pushed into her soaking and stretched pussy. He set a powerful rhythm as he slammed into her.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Jen screamed as she came all over her husband’s cock. I made sure to capture her orgasm-face on film. This time Jen turned to her husband and asked him, “Will you fuck my ass now, Bob?”

I got some lube from the nightstand and handed it to Bob as I got closer to get a good angle for the video. With his cock still inside her cunt, he put a blob of lube on his wife’s asshole and pressed his thumb against her. He easily pushed into her tight backdoor. He fucked her like this for a few moments before Jen begged him again, “Your cock, put your cock in!”

I made sure to get a close-up shot as Bob pulled his cock from his wife’s pussy and his thumb from her ass. He pressed the tip of his cock against her asshole and pushed. Jen took his head in with a gasp, the painful stretch startling her. Once I had footage of Bob pumping in and out of Jen’s ass, I moved the camera to film her face.

“Fuck, it hurts, baby,” she groaned, “but it hurts good. Don’t stop.” By the look on her face, she was probably happy that it wasn’t my larger cock violating her anus.

Bob began to sodomize his wife harder and deeper with every stroke. I could see her face changing as the pleasure overwhelmed the pain. I made sure to capture that moment for posterity. Before long, she was crying out, “Bob, oh Bob, it’s happening! You’re making me cum!” He pounded into her even harder as she moaned with delight, experiencing her first assgasm. The convulsing of her rectum around Bob’s cock caused him to shout out as well. He exploded and blasted ropes of cum into Jen’s ravaged asshole.

As she collapsed forward onto the bed, Jen was delighted that her husband was the man who took her anal virginity. Not only did he deserve it as the love of her life, but it had been more painful than she anticipated, and she was very happy that Jeff’s bigger cock hadn’t been the invader. In fact, she knew he wasn’t going to be delivering anal to her tonight and thought she might not even want vaginal sex.

“Bob, honey, that was amazing,” she panted, “but, Jeff, I don’t think I can take anymore back there. I’m so sorry.”

He husband stood up and reached to Jeff for the camera. “We still need a money shot for the video. Do you think you can suck him off? Maybe let him cum on you?”

Jen’s response was to get out of bed and kneel in front of her bull.

Bob started filming again.

I could tell Jen was done before she even said anything, and was prepared to leave, but I was delighted when she knelt before me and grabbed my cock. She stroked and licked me to restore my erection and then began to take me into her mouth. After sucking him and getting him soaking wet, she took me into her throat. Jen couldn’t deep-throat me totally, but she began to give it a damn good try. Thrusting her head back and forth, she seemed determined to deliver a porno-quality blowjob to finish off her husband’s video.

Licking my shaft and taking my balls into her mouth, she pulled out all of her tricks. I could hold out, TDC remember, but knew that I was primed for a big release.

“Jen, you’re going to do it,” I warned her, “I’m cumming!”

I exploded as she stroked me. Her husband filmed as ropes of cum sprayed over his wife’s face and into her mouth. A thick rope landed in her hair, so she pointed me downwards to empty my final shots onto her tits. Then she put my cockhead into her mouth and sucked down the last drops.

Bob filmed his cum-covered wife for another minute or two, then put down the camera. He grabbed a wipe and cleaned his still-rigid cock. He spoke to me but was only looking at Jen when he said, “I’ll get you a copy when I’m finished editing. You can show yourself out, right, Jeff?”

Jen reached for a wipe, but Bob said to her, “No, leave it on. You look so fucking good.”

As I gathered my clothes, he stood in front of her and jammed his hard rod down her throat. Holding the sides of her head, he pumped his hips back and forth vigorously. By the time I got my pants on, he was spraying another load onto Jen’s face. He didn’t stop after he came and put his cock right back into her mouth and started thrusting again.

Jen waved to me as I left the room. I could hear Bob mouth-fucking her until I left the house.

This was definitely a mission accomplished for The Bull. I have the proof on video.

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