It’s been a few years since this went down, but I’ve been looking for an outlet for this story and I don’t feel comfortable sharing with anyone who knows me personally for obvious reasons. I’m not sure if any of this is wild enough to sound fake, but none of it’s fake.
This story takes place over the course of a couple years. It starts with me joining one of those “kinky/3some+/etc” apps (I was looking to explore at the time) – and matching with a married couple, both attractive young professionals. We met up and she barely said a word, I thought she didn’t even like me! She started texting me that night though and we started exchanging dirty pictures. I feel silly going on at length about this but oh my god, her pussy was perfection. In absolutely every sense, and SO tight. Ride my face, like all day please. The next time we met up, it was at a bar first, then a hotel, and we were planning to fool around. They were pretty awesome in general, this was my first time with anything like this and it felt relatively natural – they started with a game. He dared me to kiss her, then her to go down on me. I was so nervous, it took me a little longer than normal to get hard (she noticed), but she was so sweet and eventually she was stretching her mouth out on it. I’d never really been with a petite woman before, but my dick just felt huge when she held me. It was absolutely too big for her mouth, and her pussy stood no chance – but she wanted it anyway. Her husband started by having sex with her, while I watched. I didn’t know how I’d feel about this part but honestly it was really cool to see the chemistry of a healthy, secure couple in that kind of setting. They were having so much fun! He moved to her mouth and invited me to get behind her. I was SO nervous. I got behind her and lined myself up. Her husband had been fucking her for 20 minutes or so but it was like having sex with a nervous virgin. I could barely get it inside of her. At the time, I questioned the dynamic a bit, wondering if they were going for a particular sort of arrangement (maybe I was a stag or eventual bull or something?) or if this was instead an organic connection and a nice surprise for them. Anywho, back to fucking! She started making new sounds when I finally got the head in. The stretching started before I was even halfway in. I started slowly and worked up to a steady tempo while she went down on him. I was stretching her out so widely, but it was just making her want to take the whole thing, so she was perpetually forcing it up against her g-spot. It felt like I filled every inch of her little pussy up. It was hard to hear the sounds she was making (mouth occupied), but at a couple points she took his dick out of her mouth as a sudden orgasm shot through her. We switched positions, and I backed off as they approached climax together. Nerves or something, I guess? Sometimes it takes me a while to finish, no issues with getting it up at this point though, I’d been big and hard all night. They finished, and we all got dressed and left the hotel together. My first threesome! I feel like it had gone relatively well, all things considered.
She texted me individually the following week. Wanted to meet up for coffee and chat. I was a little worried but agreed. She asked me why I didn’t finish. I told her I guess the whole thing with three people was a bit new to me, but I really did have a great time, it was super enjoyable and she was amazing (she was!). She reluctantly accepted, but asked me if I’d be interested in just dating her. Of course, I was. The hotel felt like a teaser, I wanted the full thing, and my hunch now is that so did she. What ensued were a series of late nights. Sometimes we’d go out, sometimes she’d come over directly. But invariably, the night would end with her looking deeply into my eyes while she forced herself down onto me throat-first, and cumming forcefully and repeatedly while I hammered her g spot. The sexual chemistry was incredible, and so was the personal/romantic chemistry. She was really a wonderful person, and we cared a lot about each other. This went on for a 1-1.5 years or so. She told me one day she had to go overseas for work. We were both pretty broken up about it, but what can you do? We said goodbye.
Eventually, we got back in touch, I can’t remember exactly how it happened. We texted a bit while she was overseas, she told me that she was still looking to date but hadn’t found much luck on her own (her husband was still back in my country). We faded out of touch, which seems to be the way these things go. I can’t remember exactly how much time went by. Maybe 6-8 months? I was dating someone at the time and… I knew my girlfriend was not the love of my life but we were both having fun. At any rate, I received some texts from her (the original married woman). I didn’t really read them, I was committed to my girlfriend and felt like even reaching back out would have been kind of shady not cool boyfriend stuff to do. Months went by, and my relationship ended. I read her texts after a few weeks and reached out. We both missed each other. We started getting a bit flirty and affectionate, and she ended the night by telling me she’d listen to the song I’d just shared with her and imagine me going in her deep and hard. Hnnf! She started sending me pictures of her in her underwear. She looked beautiful. We started reminiscing about our nights together. Normally, she was pretty tame. That deep and hard thing was the general kind of language she used, but when we were talking about fucking when she got back, she said “remember though, you’ll have to be really gentle with me on round one.. I need to stretch my pussy out slowly on your huge dick.” I asked her if she liked it when I stretched her so much it hurt a little. She said she loved it, and she loved when I dominated her from behind with my huge cock. WOW. For the year+ of fucking with her, I had no idea she’d had a big dick fetish this whole time. She started begging for it. She used to say stuff like “I love when you stuff that huge dick inside me, it’s too big but I can’t help it, I need you to pound my g spot until I cum!” And another thing, we always used protection when we had sex, but now she was definitely talking about taking my cum. She begged for me to put multiple loads in her without stopping. The thought still makes me hard. As much as I value safe sex, we both had been tested recently and had no other partners.. I wanted to take that little pussy raw, and she definitely wanted to give it to me. She was still overseas while all of this was happening – we were both clawing at the walls at this point.
A month or so of absolutely filthy dirty talk passes and she’s back in the country. We walk through my door and without saying a word, she slides her pants down and starts rubbing her already wet, bare pussy on my hand, as if she wanted to earn something. She took my hand and put it in her mouth. I couldn’t keep myself from it anymore, I dropped to my knees where she stood and placed my head between her thighs. She was delicious, and absolutely soaked – she was dripping down my chin in a matter of minutes. In an uncharacteristic move, she pushed me off of her and took charge. She couldn’t take it anymore. We stood up together and she started arching her back toward me, so that I could feel her perfect little wet innie sliding against my big heavy dick. She started grinding her pussy over me, gently pushing the tip against the opening. She leaned back and grabbed me and whispered in my ear, “take it” and pushed her hips out, taking my head into her pussy. She gasped. It had been a while, and her husband, the last man she had sex with, was much smaller than me. She was soaking, dripping down me as I pounded her relentlessly. She came over and over, so many times she cried. It was amazing. Near the end, she started begging for me to cum inside of her. She wasn’t on the pill. If this were a stranger this would have been an obvious no, but we had a history and established mutual trust, so I asked if we could go get Plan B after, otherwise I’d be happy to use protection. She said sure, just fill my pussy all the way up. I came in her 3 times in a row. She was just so so tight and she loved how I left her gaping but not empty. It felt like I filled her to the brim. She revealed to me later that she had already brought Plan B. She came prepared to empty me with her tight little pussy. This beautiful married woman. Is this even real?
When she got back to her place, she told me how sore and stretched out she was, and how much she’d missed the feeling. She said it felt incredible to feel my hard cock throb as I pumped her full. She loved that it was multiple loads. When I first started talking to her, or even dating, there is absolutely no way I would have guessed that at some point she would be begging for a load from a big cock. But this definitely wasn’t the last time. Several more times, she came over and drained me completely. We both came so many times. She became more graphic with her dirty talk. She asked me to record a few times, too. She loved having the reminder of having been stretched out completely. You can really hear how desperate she was when she begged for my cum. She needed it, and she was completely overwhelmed from how many orgasms I’d given her. She said she couldn’t control herself around me, and the feeling was completely mutual.
A couple post script notes: the [M] in this story has pictures in his post history, and this is the first time I’ve written something like this, please let me know if you guys would like a different level of detail!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i2de7h/how_i_inadvertently_might_have_become_a_bull_mf
That was a good story. But it was hysterical when you didn’t want to look at her text messages while she was away and you were dating someone because that would have been “kind of shady” to do. Like, did you ever think fucking a married woman was kind of shady? Yeah, yeah, I know she had her husband’s permission that first night. But the other times??
Just sayin’ ?
Great story, two thumbs up!