Being Cuckolded #18 Clearing a Path
My wife squealed into the pillow as bull pushed himself inside. "Easy girl.." Bull whispered behind her ear as he kissed her. Her hands were flapping about gesturing at him as he slid in. "Slow..sloooow!" she moaned.
I sat on the edge of the bed watching him ease his way into my wife's anus. Taking hold of both her hands he pinned them above her head, pressing his full weight onto her. Her heels kicked up as they spread open to accommodate him, her buttocks engulfing his thick, hard cock as it drove home.
Bull looked up at me and winked, "It's all in". My wife's face expressed the struggle she was having. She wasn't used to anal, and she certainly wasn't used to the huge thing bull had just pushed up her.
He lay there for a few minutes, my wife fully impaled, I could see his hips gently grinding into her, gyrating inside. He saw me watching and told me he was loosening her up, helping her open for him.
"More lube" my wife barked at me without opening her eyes. Reaching for the bottle, I squeezed some more between her cheeks and watched it run down over her spread anus, he really was balls deep.
"Good lad" bull said to me, his hands resting on his thighs watching me as he sat with my wife on his cock. He moved slightly, sliding his hips in and out of her, allowing the lube to find its way around my wife's anus.
"You ready for me girl?" he asked, stroking her buttocks. She frowned, opening her eyes and grabbing my hand. Her face was pink, strain I suppose, I wanted to tell him to stop, he was obviously hurting her, but I didn't.
Bull had told us this is how it happens. "Nothing that small can fit something this big into it without some discomfort" he had said. It was how it all began with my wife's pussy, he had to stretch it, make it his. Once it was his, she wouldn't feel pain any more. He grinned at me as he explained it. "Of course...she won't feel your little thing anymore either." He said, looking pleased with himself.
"Ok.." My wife said, pressing her face back into the pillow. To be fair he wasn't being rough with her, it hurt of course, but he was taking his time. Slow, deliberate strokes, short movements at first, building up rhythm.
"That's it girl, you're doing really well" Bull said as he worked inside her. I could see her frown, struggling still but perhaps a little pleasurable now. Her grip on my hand was still tight, but I noticed her other hand, gripping the edge of the pillow had relaxed a little.
His strokes started getting longer, at the beginning his hips never left contact with her buttocks. Now there was visible space between the two, her cheeks were parted, spread around his thickness. My wife moaned, this time not just in agony, her fingers shifted in mine.
"That's it baby, clearing a path now" He whispered. His thrusts building up speed, I could see her ass rippling. I felt guilty thinking how sexy it looked, knowing it was hurting. I tried to not think about what bull had said, I did anyway though. "Of course...she won't feel your little thing anymore either."
The phone started ringing, breaking my train of thought. My wife tugged on my hand "you better get that, it could be for me". She was expecting a call from work, but it was supposed to be earlier and never happened.
We have two phones, one downstairs and a satellite phone upstairs that links to it in the bedroom. So there I am sat on the bed, answering the phone and bull is still going, unfazed...
"She's er...busy at the moment, can I take a message?" My wife reached back and got bull to stop as she reached up for the phone from me. People make porn videos about this sort of thing don't they? wife on the phone and getting screwed.
I noticed bull hadn't pulled out, he was still inside, even still gently working. My wife waved her hand back at him in annoyance as he did so, still speaking to some other woman on the phone. For the briefest of moments, we both found it amusing together, a smirk between the two of us, before I remembered I hate the guy for what he does...
My wife passed me the phone, "I've got to go in to work" she said. Bull pulled out, an honest look of disappointment on his face. My wife stood up to go and have a quick shower and left both me and bull sat on the bed looking rather put out.
Bull would be back in a couple of days anyway, he always visited my wife twice a week. Bit of a rubbish end to this one I'm afraid. Thought about faking a better end but then that wouldn't be what actually happened.
I can say as my wife walked out the door, dressed in her suit, I swear she was walking funny...
I sat on the edge of the bed watching him ease his way into my wife's anus. Taking hold of both her hands he pinned them above her head, pressing his full weight onto her. Her heels kicked up as they spread open to accommodate him, her buttocks engulfing his thick, hard cock as it drove home.
Bull looked up at me and winked, "It's all in". My wife's face expressed the struggle she was having. She wasn't used to anal, and she certainly wasn't used to the huge thing bull had just pushed up her.
He lay there for a few minutes, my wife fully impaled, I could see his hips gently grinding into her, gyrating inside. He saw me watching and told me he was loosening her up, helping her open for him.
"More lube" my wife barked at me without opening her eyes. Reaching for the bottle, I squeezed some more between her cheeks and watched it run down over her spread anus, he really was balls deep.
"Good lad" bull said to me, his hands resting on his thighs watching me as he sat with my wife on his cock. He moved slightly, sliding his hips in and out of her, allowing the lube to find its way around my wife's anus.
"You ready for me girl?" he asked, stroking her buttocks. She frowned, opening her eyes and grabbing my hand. Her face was pink, strain I suppose, I wanted to tell him to stop, he was obviously hurting her, but I didn't.
Bull had told us this is how it happens. "Nothing that small can fit something this big into it without some discomfort" he had said. It was how it all began with my wife's pussy, he had to stretch it, make it his. Once it was his, she wouldn't feel pain any more. He grinned at me as he explained it. "Of course...she won't feel your little thing anymore either." He said, looking pleased with himself.
"Ok.." My wife said, pressing her face back into the pillow. To be fair he wasn't being rough with her, it hurt of course, but he was taking his time. Slow, deliberate strokes, short movements at first, building up rhythm.
"That's it girl, you're doing really well" Bull said as he worked inside her. I could see her frown, struggling still but perhaps a little pleasurable now. Her grip on my hand was still tight, but I noticed her other hand, gripping the edge of the pillow had relaxed a little.
His strokes started getting longer, at the beginning his hips never left contact with her buttocks. Now there was visible space between the two, her cheeks were parted, spread around his thickness. My wife moaned, this time not just in agony, her fingers shifted in mine.
"That's it baby, clearing a path now" He whispered. His thrusts building up speed, I could see her ass rippling. I felt guilty thinking how sexy it looked, knowing it was hurting. I tried to not think about what bull had said, I did anyway though. "Of course...she won't feel your little thing anymore either."
The phone started ringing, breaking my train of thought. My wife tugged on my hand "you better get that, it could be for me". She was expecting a call from work, but it was supposed to be earlier and never happened.
We have two phones, one downstairs and a satellite phone upstairs that links to it in the bedroom. So there I am sat on the bed, answering the phone and bull is still going, unfazed...
"She's er...busy at the moment, can I take a message?" My wife reached back and got bull to stop as she reached up for the phone from me. People make porn videos about this sort of thing don't they? wife on the phone and getting screwed.
I noticed bull hadn't pulled out, he was still inside, even still gently working. My wife waved her hand back at him in annoyance as he did so, still speaking to some other woman on the phone. For the briefest of moments, we both found it amusing together, a smirk between the two of us, before I remembered I hate the guy for what he does...
My wife passed me the phone, "I've got to go in to work" she said. Bull pulled out, an honest look of disappointment on his face. My wife stood up to go and have a quick shower and left both me and bull sat on the bed looking rather put out.
Bull would be back in a couple of days anyway, he always visited my wife twice a week. Bit of a rubbish end to this one I'm afraid. Thought about faking a better end but then that wouldn't be what actually happened.
I can say as my wife walked out the door, dressed in her suit, I swear she was walking funny...
11 年 前
It's always an incredible feeling to stretch the tight butthole of a hotwife like yours! The lucky bull plays his role really good. Wish I was in his place.