This happened quite some time ago, years before COVID was even a thing. I was swiping on Tinder to my heart’s content when I matched with this lady, who I’ll call Laura. She was 27, petite and blonde, with amazing curves, pale skin, and bright green eyes. We hit things of really well, and ended up planning a meetup at a local café the day after.
She was even more beautiful in person than she was in her pictures. After some flirting, she drops two bombs on me, pretty much right after each other : she’s married, but her husband has given her a hall pass, *but* what they are truly looking for is a bull. This was because of two things happening more or less in parallel : their sex life kinda fizzled out, and he also developed a cuckold fetish, which ended with them agreeing to look for a bull to satisfy both of their needs.
I was quite shocked, frankly. I told her that I need a day to consider whether I want to get involved or not, which she told me was fine. We shared a kiss before we parted.
Next day I messaged her husband about the whole thing (I wanted to be sure), and he confirmed what she said. I thought it all over once again, and ended up agreeing to meeting her at their place – if I didn’t talk to the husband, or if I didn’t see that both of them were respectable, established adults, I think I would have backed out despite the possibility of fucking Laura due to the fear of getting involved in something too shady for my own good.
The night we settled on soon came. They lived on the edge of what is considered the uptown area of our city – by the looks of it, their place could comfortably house a family of five. Only Laura and her husband lived there though, of course.
Not long after they welcomed me, we settled down in their living room as we popped open a bottle of wine. Our conversation centered mostly around sexuality – Laura and I talked about all sorts of kinks, preferences of ours, funny and hot stories from our past, etc. while her husband mostly asked about more technical things – roughly how many women I’ve slept with in the past, whether women like Laura are my type (yes!), whether I ever had size-related issues in bed, or how long I could last. While I was answering these questions, Laura snuggled up to me, no doubt a little bit emboldened by the wine, and started to fondle and massage my growing bulge as she leaned onto the nook of my shoulder – the nonchalance of it all turned us on, not to mention the sheer perversion of the situation, of this beautiful woman touching me like this in front of her husband making it much hotter than I expected things to be this early in the night.
After we finished our bottle, the conversation continued a bit before Laura proposed that she and I should go take a shower – I knew that it was her way of saying that it’s on now. Her husband stayed behind, of course.
Even though she has sent me some saucy pictures before, it was still my first time seeing her in the nude with my own eyes, and it was a sight to behold. Her calves and thighs were fit and toned from exercise, her hips wide and her ass firm and appropriately sized for her curvy frame, her torso leading to her very generously sized breasts that were just big and hefty enough to be visually arresting without looking comically oversized on her frame. Before she stepped into the shower, she loosened her bun, which made her natural blonde hair fall down until it almost reached her clavicles.
Despite all the tension in the air, nothing more serious than kissing, petting, and some fingering/tugging happened inside the stall. Both of us really wanted each other, but we knew that we shouldn’t blow all our gunpowder just yet – the privilege of going all-out was reserved for their bedroom only.
We got out and toweled off most of the wetness before continuing to their bedroom completely naked. I feel like I should explain that I didn’t really have a problem with being seen nude by other people, like Laura’s husband – I had a short swinger streak with a previous partner where I pretty much got desensitized to being seen having sex by third parties.
The bedroom was prepared for our arrival – there was a fresh box of condoms of the type I said I use the night before on the nightstand, towels on one of the chairs, a large bottle of water and two cups on a desk, with a large bottle of lube beside it, an open suitcase full of toys for her pleasure set down on a second chair, along with a jar of preheated massage oil on a stove by the window.
Laura and I settled down on the bed, while her husband got naked and sat down on one of the chairs. He’d mostly remain there for the rest of the night and jack himself off to me and Laura getting it on.
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After a sensual massage and plenty of playtime with Laura’s toys and her mouth, we pounced on each other with complete abandon. Her soft, staccato-like moans, the creaking of the bed, and the sound of skin slapping on skin filled the air as I took her, as she rode me, as she and I explored each other’s bodies like two newlyweds.
We were in the missionary position, with her legs on my shoulders when I felt my orgasm creep closer and closer. After I told her this, she said that she wanted to finish in the doggy position – her choice suited me perfectly. I pounded her from behind for some time, grabbing her hair and slapping her ass soon before I couldn’t hold it all in anymore.
“Cum outside so that he can see”, she said literally seconds before my orgasm started.
I pulled out, practically ripped off the condom, and felt all the tension and energy in my body concentrate in a single spot in my groin before I felt it all launch itself, like an arrow loosened, in rhythmic spasms. The first spurt shot over her head and onto the board at the end of the bed, while the rest covered her beautiful back and her beet-red ass. I almost collapsed from the combination of exhaustion and release.
“Damn, you must’ve really needed that”, she said – she wasn’t wrong! I grabbed one of the towels and wiped the cum off her back, neck, and ass. I saw from the corner of my eye that her husband was finished as well, with a couple drops of cum shining on the hardwood floor, like tiny puddles, in front of his chair. Laura licked my cock clean, and we cuddled and chatted like that for some time afterwards, before I felt my member recover and ready itself for another round, much to Laura’s delight. Her husband stayed with us for the second round, but not for the third round that we had the morning after. Laura and I took a shower in the morning to wash off all the sweat, oil, lube, and cum from our bodies, and after sharing a coffee with her and getting ready, I took my leave, her and I sharing a passionate kiss before I left.
From then on, Laura and I met up usually once a week, sometimes without her husband, sometimes with him present. It all lasted until about six months later, when Laura and her husband moved away. From what I hear, they’re still married, and had two children.
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I hope you liked my story! Despite it being a cuckold scenario, there was thankfully zero humiliation involved – something which suited me because I’m just not that sort of guy. Since then I haven’t been a long term bull to any other couple because of my monogamous relationships, but ever since I became single again I’m considering getting back into the business, to find a couple that I have an amazing chemistry with like I had with Laura and her husband. I guess we’ll see.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kp9lfj/mf_my_first_experience_as_a_bull_to_a_couple
Great story dude! Congratulations