A Bull For My Wife

I opened my laptop to see if there were any new responses to my question. There were:

What is your problem? You have a dream woman

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I wish my wife was such a horny slut

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What did you say? Just give her what you want. I would know

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These reactions were of no use to me, but they did give me a sense of pride. Many others wish they had a wife like me. Yes, I had it really good with my beautiful wife Priscilla. She had a good figure and was insatiably horny. Nothing was too crazy for her. That sounded like every man's dream, but I felt like I was always falling short. After all, it was never enough.

Every week we had sex at least 4 or 5 times.

How would you like to pee in my mouth sometime?

she once asked spontaneously while eating in a restaurant.

That seems really nasty to me

I said. I wasn't going to pee in the mouth of the woman I loved, was I?

And then during sex she wanted me to call her a slut or whore.

Oooh yes! Horny slut!

I would say, but then she would be dissatisfied. I had to say it like I meant it, but yes: I didn't mean it. She was the woman I loved and not a dirty slut.

And then anal sex. It was delicious, but I always did it with care. I certainly didn't want to hurt the woman I loved, but for Priscilla it just had to be hardcore and I felt like I wasn't hardcore enough for her.

There was definitely love between us, but I knew her horny desires would eventually become a problem. Sooner or later she would secretly try to get pleasure. Now she still did that with a huge stock of sex toys, but I was so afraid of losing her.

So I searched the internet. How could I become an insensitive bastard who didn't care that I didn't hurt her anally? Who selfishly treated her like a slut? Were there tricks for that?

Most of the responses showed no understanding of my problem.

Just fucking hard. Do not complain!

they said. Some were jealous and that made me proud.

And then there was a reaction from one Roel.

You're not going to succeed in this

he said.

You're a good guy and you can't just turn into a loveless guy who takes her just for lust

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What a disappointment.

What you need is a bull

he sent.

A Bull?

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Yes, someone who will give your wife what she needs

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So I should let her cheat?

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It's not cheating if you let it. Besides: you don't give her it, don't you?

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I'll definitely give it to her!

I said with conviction.

Could I see a picture of her?

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I hesitated for a moment. This took it a step further, but I felt an urge to show her off. So I ended up sending a picture of her.

I thought it was a beautiful photo myself because her slim figure was clearly visible. She looked sexy with her made up face and her blonde hair. Her small but firm breasts stick out in her tight short dress.

Wow she looks even better than I expected! I'll treat her like her bull

. I beamed with pride when I read that. That this man was impressed by my beautiful wife.

He asked if she was a good sucker and yes I liked to brag how good she was.

A few more pictures where her nice tight buttocks were clearly visible. Roel loved it and I loved that he was so impressed.

It was enough for today, but the next day I couldn't wait to talk to him about Priscilla again.

I sent some more pictures of her in her thong. She had sent me plenty of those over the years.

What a nice slut

said Roel, who was getting rougher and rougher in his words. I did like it.

I can't wait to meet up

he said.Me neither

I said. Although I wondered if I shouldn't discuss that with her first. No, a surprise would be better. I had been too careful many times before.

We agreed for Friday in a week. In the meantime, we talked about her daily. I proudly told about the sex I had with her, all her horny wishes and of course I sent some spicy photos to make him horny for that Friday.

A day before the big moment, I wanted to discuss some practical matters with him. Did he provide condoms himself and did I have to instruct Priscilla with a safe word.

I don't do stop words

he sent.

She gets fucked the way her bull wants and a good bull doesn't use condoms

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I was a bit shocked by that, but I agreed. I was too excited to worry about these things now.

I took the afternoon off earlier to prepare the necessary things. When Priscilla came home from work she was surprised to see me.

What are you doing here now?

she asked.

Surprise

I said.

Come on, get dressed sexy

I said.

She looked surprised and put her hand on her hip.

What are you up to?

she asked.

I smiled mysteriously and unzipped her pencil skirt. She was wearing a nice black thong. Then she disappeared into the bedroom.

I waited. There she came back in a red cocktail dress that was tight around her buttocks. Exactly what I liked, but I wanted to do my best for Roel.

Beautiful, but it could be a bit more whore

I said.

She had to laugh.

Since when do you want that?

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Then she went back to the mirror and took off her dress again. Completely naked she darted around the room and I looked at my watch to see how much time we had until his arrival.

She had conjured up a lovely purple thong. The front had dainty lace, the back seemed to be just a few ribbons, but I kept my opinion to myself.

She was looking for a matching bra, but then, caressing her breasts, decided to leave out a bra altogether.

What do you think of this?

she asked, fishnet tights in her hands. Oh yes, that was perfect!

I saw a white dress with an openwork side. Wonderfully short and it was perfect with her beautiful tanned skin, perfect to receive a bull. The purple thong was slightly see through.

She was paired with perfectly white, high-heeled leather boots. I had never seen her so whore.

She got the hang of it and started to put on a lot of make-up. A layer of foundation, big eyeshadow, big eyeliner, pink glossy lipstick and things I don't know the name of. She put on her extremely long fake eyelashes. Her long blonde hair was tied up in a high ponytail. She put another pair of large silver rings in her ears.

I convinced her to put on some more makeup and she looked like she came straight out of a stereotypical American porn movie. Wonderful, I felt so proud of her.

Are you going to tell me what you're planning?

she asked impatiently.

At that moment the bell rang that someone was at the door downstairs. I let him walk upstairs and a moment later the doorbell rang.

Priscilla looked surprised.

Who can that be?

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I opened the door and there stood Roel. He was a lot bigger than I imagined.

He shook my hand firmly. I let him in.

So, you haven't said a word too much he said he stepped inside.

What a nice wife you have

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Priscilla looked at him in surprise.

Confident, he stepped over to her and gave her a firm slap on the buttock.

What a nice slut you are

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What is this?

asked Priscilla in surprise.

He had to laugh.

Hasn't he told you yet?

he asked, shaking his head, and walked into the living room. He sat down on the couch.

Come here slut, I'll explain it all to you

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She looked at me in surprise, but I nodded that it was okay. She sat down next to him. Close to him. Great to see her like this with that guy enjoying against her.

He caressed her.

Your husband here has already told you a lot about you. That you are a nice slut and should be treated just as hard as a slut, is that right?

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She laughed a little nervously. Her nipples poked through the fabric of her dress.

He grabbed her chin.

Is that right?! I asked you

.Yes

she said a little startled.

He spat into her open mouth and immediately gave her a kiss afterwards. I watched tensely, but she eagerly returned his kiss with her tongue.

While French kissing he caressed her small ass. Unceremoniously, he pushed her dress up.

Do you always wear those slutty thongs or did you do that especially for your bull?

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He slapped her hard on the buttock when there was no answer.

His hands played with her nipples through the fabric. He squeezed it right once. With his other hand he felt her thong.

You're wet. Your husband told me that your pussy is always soaking wet, is that right?

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Hmmm hmmm

she moaned affirmatively.

He grabbed her thong tightly so that it was pulled from her body. The piece of fabric was broken, but Priscilla didn't seem to care. He pushed 2 of his fingers easily into her sopping bald pussy.

He fingered her wonderfully wild and she writhed horny over the couch.

Your husband told you that you are a horny blowjob slut, is that right?

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Hmmmm

she could only say.

pets! He patted her cheek.

Is that right I asked?

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Hmmm yes

she moaned.

He stopped abruptly, much to her disappointment.

Let's see then

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Delighted, she opened his fly and a huge cock sprang up. He hadn't lied about his size.

Come here horny pipe slut!

he said. He grabbed her ponytail and pulled it over his cock.

With difficulty she got that thick head in her mouth and she sucked as best she could.

Deeper slut, show me you're such a huge horny cocksucking slut! Don't disappoint your man

. He shoved his fat cock into her mouth, making Priscilla gag.

Don't be such a slut, sucking is what you have to do horny bitch!

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Priscilla did a great job and I could only be proud of how well she handled his big cock.

He was clearly pleased.

Well done ... oooh yes that is a nice horny pipe slut that you are!

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Then he plunged his fingers deep into her pussy again. Immediately her mouth slid off his cock and the sound of her loud moans filled the room.

Wildly he fingered her with his ring finger and his middle finger pumping into her pussy. She screamed and there she came squirting. I had never seen her do that, but it looked so horny how she sprayed her horny over the fabric of the sofa.

She lay there panting with her legs spread wide. Roel played with his cock to keep it hard. It took Priscilla a few minutes to come to her senses.

Here on your knees horny bitch!

he said.

I found it hurtful to her and had to hold back to keep quiet, Priscilla clearly had no problem with it and willingly got down on her knees.

She wanted to suck his half-frozen cock again, but then a stream of piss came out in her mouth. It had always seemed very dirty to me, but it looked so horny to see my cutie pissed in her mouth like that and I was so proud of how brave she underwent it.

Good, horny piss slut!

said Roel, filling her mouth. A huge load of piss squirted into her mouth. It leaked down her cheeks. It ran through her body onto the rug. That rug was sacred to Priscilla and she usually cleaned up every little spot right away, but now she let it happen.

swallow bitch! To swallow!

She hesitated and was slapped on the cheek. A splash of piss sloshed out of her mouth onto the carpet again. The rest she swallowed neatly. Wow, what a wife I had!

He let her lick his thick cock clean. He pulled her back onto the couch by her hair. There she sat forward. Without mercy he penetrated her pussy.

Oh yes, fuck me Roel!

she moaned.

He didn't let himself be told that twice and he pumped into her at full power. Her small firm breasts bounced wildly back and forth.

I was impressed when he picked up the pace even further. Her cunt was sopping with pleasure. Priscilla moaned so loudly that the neighbors would no doubt hear it.Horny slut!

he said as he slapped her tight buttocks hard once.

You are my horny slut!

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She moaned as he began to massage her starlet with his thumb.

Your ass is still pretty tight for an anal slut!

he said, keeping up his pace tirelessly. Priscilla seemed to go crazy with pleasure and there came her next orgasm. Her body tensed and then relaxed. He grabbed her long hair and twisted it tightly around his fist. He pushed her further into the couch and crept further on top of her without even slowing down for a moment.

He went on like this for several minutes and I was about to intervene when he relaxed his grip and let his cock pop out of her cunt. He gave her a long wet French kiss. So he filled his mouth with the saliva of both of them. Then he pushed her forward again and spat between her buttocks.

I'm going to fuck your ass, whore!

he said. I wondered how well her tightest hole could take that thick cock of his. He entered her and spat once more. He made short thrusts and without showing mercy went deeper and deeper. His muscular body slammed hard against her tight ass. He grabbed her blonde hair tightly and fucked as hard as he could.

He used her really hard and I wondered if I should have agreed with the fact that he didn't want a safeword. This guy was clearly not going to stop until he sprayed and when was that? Because his stamina was unparalleled. What a beast this man was. Not normal! He lived up to the term bull. He fucked her hard and smashed her tight ass all red! He grabbed her nipples as he continued to ride her.

It seemed to go on forever, but I didn't get bored for a second watching this bull with my wife.

I'm gonna squirt damn it!

he finally exclaimed, throwing her off the couch. She staggered as she got down on her knees and took his cock in her mouth. Her beautiful lips slid up and down his cock as her tongue stimulated his head.

Her hand played with his pocket and that was the deciding factor. Thick blobs of white cum sprayed all over her. A little in her mouth, the rest over her neck and her firm tits.

I enjoyed the sight of her smiling face with some cum still in the corner of her mouth. What a slut I had.

Roel was wet with sweat. He made Priscilla sit there and gave me a high five.

What a nice slut you say!

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I beamed with pride.

He took the rest of his drink, which had become lukewarm in the meantime, and drank it.

Only then did he pay attention to Priscilla again.

You are a wonderful fuck whore. I'll make an appointment with your guy again soon for next time

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He stroked her long hair once. Gathered her clothes and left without giving us much attention.

I shook Priscilla's hand and helped her up. She staggered on her legs. Her face was covered in cum. She hadn't said anything since he came. I was concerned about her. Had he gone too far?

Is it going well?

I asked.

She nodded.

But I'm dizzy. That was so intense

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Too intense?

I asked.

She shook no.

It was great, but I expect my butt to be sensitive for a while

she said.

As if she was drunk, she walked to the bathroom. I let her fill the bath. I was so proud of her. What a horny woman, even Roel seemed very impressed with everything she had done today.

She stepped into the well-deserved bath and I wanted to leave her alone for a while.

baby?

she asked.

I looked back.

Do you want to meet him again soon?

she asked with a tired smile.