Enter Paul [Bi] [mMF] [cuck] [Mdom] [Msub] [Fsub] [huml]

I’d wanted this for so long.

Finding a younger guy to be our bull had been a fantasy of mine for years. Being in our late twenties, we’re just old enough that it’s taboo to find an eighteen or nineteen year old guy with a nice dick. I’m into age differences because they excite me. There’s something wrong about having someone much younger or older than you fuck you hard.

There are challenges with it, though. Consent is always important, and with older men it’s less of an issue. Most older men have their shit together in a way Meredith and I don’t yet. In that way, our maturity is the limiting factor due to a lack of relative life experience compared to an older bull.

With a young college guy, those expectations are flipped. There are plenty of horny and energetic men that would love to fuck a married woman, and many of them wouldn’t mind doing it in front of her husband. But we need someone that has enough of a head on their shoulders that they can communicate and understand the state of things outside of the bedroom. That takes time and patience, and we’ve gone through dozens of guys trying to find the right one. The one who understands the balance Meredith and I are trying to strike while not being so level-headed that we lose the heat young men tend to have. We still need someone ten years younger than Meredith to force her face down ass up and use her pussy like he owns it.

Enter Paul.

We met him online as we meet most of our potential bulls. He plays baseball with one of the local universities, and he’s going to college on an athletic scholarship. Perfect type of guy. His profile had the right balance of thirstiness to level-headedness that showed he had put some thought into becoming a bull. Having been his age, I knew that when I used to made those profiles, I’d usually have a hard dick in hand and the thought of a future fuck at the forefront of my mind. His profile read like he’d done it after cumming so his mind was a bit clearer. It was a point in his favor.

I talked with him a bit, and he was willing to humor me. Many guys his age immediately want to see nudes and stop responding once I make it clear we don’t share nudes and he has to convince me that he’s worth introducing to my wife. Most just want another porn pic for their collection. Paul obviously wanted that, but he had the presence of mind to play the long game. He humored my conversation with him and my questions: what did he like about couples? Had he been with one before? What were his fantasies? No, don’t tell me what you want me to hear, I want to know the dirty shit that you think about when jerking off but are hesitant to admit to girls because they might not be into it.

He laughed at that one. Another point.

Turns out Pauli is a predator and has no shame in it. He likes the hunt, and he likes convincing women to be his slut and do things they didn’t expect they’d be into. He doesn’t pressure them. I got that much out of him when I made him clarify. There’s no fun it for him if they feel uncomfortable or don’t want to be kinky with him. He needs them to want it and need it. For example, his ex used to be a good Christian girl, but by the end of their relationship, she’d routinely go to church with a pussy or tummy full of his cum.

He likes that. He likes that game, and he quickly loses interest in women who don’t want to play the game. He has so many options that he’s not going to stay with a woman who refuses to consider the kinky sides of sex. And to him, it’s fairly clear when they’re not willing to do it.
Needless to say, I was hard as a rock during these conversations and they happened on and off over the course of days. It took prodding to get him to admit things, mostly because he never thought to put words to the things he enjoyed. I couldn’t risk having someone with us in the bedroom who had desires not conducive to our fantasies or safety. It’s where almost all guys fail when they’re this age. I’m usually the first one to ask them these questions.

That all happened two weeks ago.

Right now, I’m standing in the door way to our kitchen watching Paul fuck Meredith over the kitchen sick. And dear lord they were gorgeous together. He had tight muscle with just a bit more fat than a professional bodybuilder might have. His cock was thicker than mine, and Meredith was enjoying it. I stretch her when we fuck, but he was stretching her further than she’d been stretched in years. He was supporting almost all of her weight, one arm wrapped around her hips and the other snaking up her torso to wrap around her throat.

He had his lips to her ear and was whispering to her as he pounded her cunt. I could hear bits and pieces but wasn’t allowed to get closer. He’d made it clear that when he was inside Meredith, she was his. I needed to watch and not distract them. He started speaking a little louder as his thrusts got more intense:

“I love the first few times I fuck a new bitch. I break her in, make sure she knows who owns her. Just because you’re married doesn’t change that, Meredith,” he stressed her name with a thrust deeper into her cunt “In fact, it means I need to mark you more. You’re going to get real used to my cock.”

She bucked back against him as she moaned.

“Tell me how much you like it already.” He demanded.

She groaned and pushed her hips back. Her eyes darting to me as she moaned out the words.

“God, I love it. It feels so good, Paul.”

He bit her ear and picked up his pace for a good twenty seconds, being her over the counter. He looked down at her like he might look over a prized possession, running his hand up her back slowly as he fucked her from behind. His hand gripped her hip hard, settling into the curve of her hip. She braced herself against the wall with one hand, the other gripping his wrist tightly. Her mouth wide open as he took her breath away.

He gripped her hair and pulled her up sharply, slowing his pace and grinding into her.

“Here it comes, Meredith. Your first load of many. I always make sure to picture my bitch pregnant with my child when I come in them. Your baby bump is going to look real nice after I breed you.”
She groaned and started grinding her hips in a circle against him, turning her head to kiss him.

“Please fill me, Paul. Please fill me.” She panted, out of breath. “I need it.”

And with that he pulled her to him, arms wrapped around her chest, and buried himself deep inside her as he came. I watched with a mixture of jealousy and burning arousal, as a man ten years younger than me bred my wife. He held her like he owned her. Primal and strong. A predator claiming his prey.

They held each other tight, breathing deep and hard as they came down from their high. She was mostly lifted off the ground in his grip, her hands gripping the forearms that ran across her chest. He bit her ear again, and she turned her head. They kissed, hard, her hips rocking unconsciously against his softening cock. I heard him growl softly as she did. He whispered something in her ear that I couldn’t hear.

He stepped back and let his cock slip from her pussy, still mostly hard, glistening with a mixture of his and her cum. She collapsed forward onto the counter, her legs still spread. He looked at me and grinned.

“Ready to say thank you, Jules?”

I gulped and my breath started caught. This was it. I’d just been cucked by a man, a boy, ten years younger than me. I made eye contact with Meredith and could see the excitement in her eyes., biting her lip slightly as she recovered. I moved forward and sank to my knees, eye level with the cock that’d just made me into a cuck. My bull’s cock.

I looked up at him, and he grinned, putting his hand on my head possessively. I leaned forward, tipping my chin up, and their scent flooded my senses. I knew Meredith’s smell well, but it was mixed with him so deeply. I breathed it in in deep, and I kissed the head of his cock.

“Thank you sir for fucking my wife.” I breathed like a bitch in heat. “And thank you for letting me clean up after you.”

I lifted my mouth and took in his head. Tastes and smells filled me as I felt his girth push my mouth further open. He tasted amazing. I pushed about half of his cock into my mouth, and I heard him moan slightly. I sucked, swirling his cock with my tongue, as I pulled my mouth off of him. I moved my head further toward his body, closing my mouth around the base of his cock, desperate to lick him clean of my wife’s cum. It felt good to serve a better man like this.

I lifted his dick with my nose and dragged my tongue up the underside of his cock. I took him back into my mouth, his cock slowly deflating making it easier to engulf him entirely. I sucked hard as I pulled off his cock, cleaning him like the good boy I was. I lifted his cock with my nose and clean my wife off of his balls, focusing on getting every bit from him.

After a few seconds, he pulled my hair back and turned me to face Meredith. She sat on the kitchen counter, her legs spread. Her pussy swollen and red, her fingers played with her clit as she studied me. Her face was consumed with lust as she’d watched me service our bull. The first time she saw me suck cock.

“She needs cleaning up more than I do. If you don’t hurry up, her first kid will be mine.” He squatted down next to me and spoke quietly in my ear. “I saved all of that cum for her, Jules. Since you two made me give up my other bitches, my balls have been full. I dumped it all into her. You’ll have to work hard to stop me from breeding her.” And with that he pushed me towards my love’s pussy.

She was a mess and cum was already dripping down her thigh. Her finger still played with her clit as she bit her lip and looked down at me, not saying a word. I licked up her thigh, eating Paul’s cum as I went, and she moaned, knowing I was about officially become a sissy cum slut.

I slowly dragged my tongue up her thigh to her pussy and set my whole mouth over it, licking and eating the mess they had left for me. My face was covered with them, and I could smell it overwhelming my senses. I felt the first globs of Paul’s cum exit her and slam onto my tongue, and I moaned, my hand going to my cock as I started jerking off. It tasted salty and slimy and amazing since it came from her. I planted my lips around her pussy and opened her up with my tongue, desperate on cleaning my wife of our bull’s cum.

He’d filler her so completely it surprised me. It was unreal. I’d never come this much, and it’s why I loved younger guys like him. He really had saved all of this cum just for her.

I ate her with abandon, keeping eye contact with her the whole time, trying with all my might to get as much seed from her as possible. I could feel his hand against my head as he pushed me further into her mound, leaning forward to kiss her and grab her hair and attention. He left me to eat his cum out of my own wife. He’d been bored, and decide to kiss his new bitch while her husband ate his seed from her cunt.

Not able to help myself, I turned and slipped his cock into my mouth, determined to make him hard. He was already harder than he was when he’d first made me a cock sucker, and I was already having trouble fitting him in my mouth. They broke their kiss and glanced down at me. He chuckled, speaking.

“Your husband is eager to get me going again. Seems he doesn’t want to give you a break.”

“Good, because I didn’t cum, and watching him suck you off has me so turned on.”

I felt a hand at the back of my head again as he pushed into my throat. I pulled off a bit and glanced up, seeing the two of them kissing, her sitting on the counter, his fingers in her pussy and thumb on her clit. I could feel him grow in my mouth and precum ooze out onto my tongue. This was the cock that was going to fuck Meredith again, and I was getting it ready.

I’d wanted this for so long.

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