Story: Bull fucks cuckold!
The room was bathed in low, hot red light. The air was already thick with the smell of sex even before any clothes came off.
Me, my wife, and her bull were there. I had always been the type who loved to watch. I sat in the corner, cock in hand, while he fucked my wife hard and she gave herself completely to him.
But that night the game changed without warning.
My wife kissed me for a few seconds and then surrendered to the bull. Soon she was naked, on all fours on the couch, moaning loudly as he drove his thick, veiny cock deep into her pussy. The wet slapping sounds of his thrusts echoed through the room.
I watched everything, my hand slowly stroking my hard cock.
Suddenly the bull pulled his glistening cock out of her pussy and walked straight toward me. He stopped right in front of me, his dick throbbing, the swollen head slick with her juices. He grabbed the back of my neck firmly and rubbed the hot cock all over my face, smearing the strong scent of her pussy across my mouth and nose.
Without a word, he pressed the thick head against my lips. I opened my mouth. His cock slid in heavy, stretching my lips wide. He started fucking my mouth with deep, steady strokes, hitting the back of my throat. Saliva dripped down my chin, my eyes watered, but my cock pulsed with raw lust.
He held my head with both hands, using my mouth like a tight hole. The cock slid in and out, shiny and dripping. I gagged, swallowed, sucked eagerly while he pushed deeper.
My wife watched everything in silence, her fingers sliding between her legs, too turned on to speak.
After fucking my mouth for several minutes, the bull flipped me face down on the couch, ass up. He spat twice directly onto my hole and rubbed the thick head against the tight entrance. He pushed in slowly at first, opening my ass inch by inch. Once the head was inside, he lost all patience. He gripped my hips hard and thrust deep, stroke after stroke, wrecking my ass with that thick, hard cock.
The pleasure was overwhelming. Burning mixed with an insane rush of lust that shot up my spine. Every thrust made my body shake. His balls slapped hard against me. He fucked me with heavy rhythm, deep and relentless, using my ass without hurry, as if I were just another hole for his pleasure.
My cock leaked onto the couch untouched, throbbing every time he buried himself completely inside me. Moans escaped my throat as he fucked me harder and harder.
My wife moved closer, knelt beside us and watched up close, her breathing fast and shallow.
The bull kept thrusting without stopping, sweat running down his chest. After long minutes wrecking my ass, he pulled out with a wet sound and turned me around again. He gripped my chin firmly, keeping my mouth wide open.
He stroked his cock fast, the shaft shining from my saliva and my ass. His body tensed. The first thick, hot spurt landed straight on my tongue. Then came a heavy load, filling my mouth with warm, salty cum. Strong jets painted my lips, my chin and the inside of my mouth. He came hard, emptying everything into me.
I swallowed as much as I could, feeling the strong, thick taste slide down my throat. The rest dripped from the corner of my mouth.
My wife leaned in and kissed me slowly, licking what was left of the bull’s cum from my lips.
The bull was still breathing hard, his semi-hard cock lightly slapping against my wet face. He smiled with satisfaction, looking at me like he had just marked his territory.
