Our (30s) bull (23) is spending thanksgiving with us, continued [MF]

I posted a couple of days ago, but our fwb/bull has spent thanksgiving week with us, since we have the week off. Since then, we’ve had a lot of action, so I’m writing this post. I have never felt so high on a combination of humiliation, arousal, orgasm, and pain. My sex life isn’t usually exciting, but this week everything has been electric.

On Tuesday, Mark and Sara spent the day fucking and making out, while I went grocery shopping and did chores around the house.

On Wednesday, Sara was pretty sore and exhausted, and so had a slow morning, with Sara making mark breakfast, and us all watching a movie while she curled on his lap. After that, we all went outside, and Mark and I had another workout session, while she watched and teased me.

We were both sweaty, but Sara said Mark should shower first and that I could shower when they were done. Mark told her I could come in and watch them. She said something like “You decide, daddy.” It’s strange because even during sex, Sara has always been this very confident, strong presence, but with Mark she melts and becomes this slightly different person. Her voice always gets slightly different. It’s hard to describe. But by Wednesday she was like that all the time, not just during sex with with him.

We all went into the bathroom, and Mark told her in this stern, calm voice to take off her clothes and show him her body. She yes “Yes daddy” in this tiny voice. She was looking up at him and her pupils were dilated.

He then told her to take off his clothes, and told me to take mine off. I started doing it, and he told me to say “Yes sir” when he gives me instructions. Without hesitation, I said “yes sir.”

“Do you see how pathetic he is?” He asked her. “You’re practically married to a woman.”

Sara giggled. “Yes daddy, and his dick is like a clit.”

He told her to lick him clean before he got in the shower. Her eyes lit up and she started licking his sweaty body hungrily, like she was starving. It was gross but also strangely hot. My dick was straining and starting to drip with pre-cum.

They got in the shower, and started washing each other’s bodies, while I stood outside and watched. They were kissing a lot, and he started kissing down her body, and finally was on his knees with his head between her legs. She stated bucking and moaning louder and louder. He took a break to get up and lather his hands, and she begged him to keep going. He turned her around, and reached his soapy fingers into her ass.

We had only tried anal a couple of times, and neither of us had any interest in it. But Sara was moaning and squirming as he cleaned her, and started fingering her.

After a while, he turned her back around and started sucking her off again. His hands slipped behind her legs, and he started fingering her as he ate her out. She started screaming so loud I worried the neighbors would call the police.

By the time they were finished, Sara was trembling and completely out of it. He led her to the bedroom, and told me to shower. The water was cold.

By the time I finished, it was getting late, and Sara told me that she wanted to spend the night at Mark’s place, since the bed’s too small for the three of us, and thus way I could sleep on the bed.

“If I’m feeling generous, I’ll record us and send you an audio clip,” she said. Mark told me I wasn’t allowed to cum unless he or Sara gave me permission.

I spent that evening in our bed (which smelled like their sex) masturbating and horny. I drafted a reddit post.

She sent me an audio clip of them. He was fucking her, and she was whining and crying begging him to let her cum. She kept telling him he was so strong and good, and how much she loves big cocks. Finally, he told her to cum. She was moaning and groaning and cumming for what felt like forever. Then the recording stopped.

She also texted me to check in. We had a long and loving text exchange. I told her I was okay and I found this all hot. Sara said she had never felt more satisfied. She told me that she was masturbating while Mark was asleep and she had things she wanted to text me as she touched herself. She asked if I was okay with that, and that I should use our safeword if it was too much. I said I understood. She told me she loves me. Then she launched into it.

She said that mark is the best lover she’s ever had, and that it has made her realize how inadequate I am as a lover. She had been assaulted last year unfortunately and she told me that she even came harder with the rapist than with even the best sex with me. She said that she used to feel so ashamed of having cum from the attack, but now she loves being a “size queen and slut.” She said that I was too weak and pathetic to protect her and I’m too weak and pathetic to make her cum. She said she loves how big and strong and masculine Mark is.

She told me that she loved having Mark’s seed inside her, and there are times she fantasizes about stoping the pill and carrying his baby. She said she’s been on Facebook looking up frat guys in college whom she resented but who she now wishes had fucked her hard. At this point, she asked me if this was okay, and I said it was. She told me that she feels so much attraction to Mark that it physically hurts, and that she just wants to service him. She knows he’ll soon be making twice my salary, since he’s so strong and confident. She says she’s going to get a tattoo with his name anywhere on her body she decides. At that point, she had an enormous orgasm, and texted me that she was going to fall asleep, but she loves me and I could cum.

The next day, when they came back over, we had a fairly normal thanksgiving, and she made sure to be affectionate with me. It was nice to have some time outside of our roles. But I could see how natural their dynamic ways, how he instinctively guides her, putting his hand on her lower back now and again, and how she looks up at him. She also still has that way of speaking. When we’d talk about almost any topic, she’d look over at Mark for his view first. It was unusual, but I also was turned on. I’m sure that once this week is over, and we’ve all calmed down, things still go back to closer to how they were before. In the meantime, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t enormously turned on all the time.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/k2cjrw/our_30s_bull_23_is_spending_thanksgiving_with_us