I [M]assaged a friend’s wi[F]e and fucked her brains out in front of hi[M] [bull perspective] [cuckold] [consensual] [massage]

**Background: after a successful and relaxing massage last time, we kept in contact. One day things just fell into place. There had been some flirting over text so I hoped for something to unfold but had no expectations. As always, assume nothing about their dynamic from what I have written here.**

I arrived again at their place and was greeted at the door. Firm handshake for husband, and a hug and cheek kiss for wife. We headed to the living room, had some drinks, and a chat. They are such a pleasure to talk to and we delved into some interesting subjects while we enjoyed each other’s company. After our drinks were finished, I suggested she head off and get changed while I do the same.

A bull awakens – [F] cheats for [M]e.

I thought I’d document what set me down this depraved, sexy, dirty, dark, hot path. The following is a true story. No embellishments, fabrications, or mistruths.

**Author’s note: This story contains cheating elements. For the people on Reddit who are staunchly anti-cheating, I am aware now of the pain this shit causes and have had a host of experiences which have led me to do this stuff ethically and in relationships strong enough to survive partners having sex with other people. Please if you don’t like cheating, bull, sexual superiority style elements, do not read on. I have added details in here that will make me seem pro-cheating. I’m not. I have written this because it is a pretty hot recount of an early experience. Enjoy!**

I was the tender age of 19 and was at a house party in suburbia. The main characters of this house party were my then ever-loyal school friends, who were a mix of your standard fare teenagers. Artsy girls, some sporty guys, the occasional joker. A sweet little group.The story unfolds around several key players. They were: