Ever since we got together, I have always tried to make my wife confess her fantasies. But she always told me that she had none and she would play along with whatever I wanted. She’s pretty open-minded in that regard. We tried everything a couple could try together. She let me have her ass whenever I wanted, she swallowed all the time and we even mess around with pee play every now and then. BDSM is also a thing we do, but she’s not that big into submitting. She loves choking and slapping me while riding my cock and she also enjoys squeezing my balls and talking dirty to me when fingering my ass.
I never minded that. It is quite pleasurable to have my wife give me prostate massages. And even though the dirty talking can be a bit humiliating at times, it does offer things an extra edge that makes me cum even harder.
Things were never boring. But I wanted to push them even further. On our 20th anniversary, we wanted to celebrate with something special. I always wanted to see her fucked by another man. I’m not a cuck. Or I’m not willing to admit it yet. But just the thought of seeing her fucked raw by a cock bigger than mine while I jerk off and take pictures of it makes me so hard.
Since she was always so open-minded, she agreed without thinking of it too much. But at the same time, she didn’t give me the sensation that she was always thinking of it. She went on with it as if she just wanted to have some fun on our anniversary and satisfy my fantasies.
The day came and we got a nice hotel room, where we invited a guy we met on an adult forum where we post naughty pics of ourselves sometimes. Needless to say, this guy I invited to fuck my wife was black. She had some experiences with black men before she met me. And she told me all about it in the dirty-talking sessions while we messed around with BDSM and prostate massages. So she knew exactly what to do.
We got to the room before and had a glass of champagne to celebrate our anniversary. And then, our bull showed up. My wife was already tipsy. Or she was excited to finally feel a black cock inside her again. Whatever the reason, she was quick to welcome our bull at the door. She didn’t even let him speak to any of us. They started kissing and she dropped on her knees to suck his dick while he was leaning against the door.
He was at least twice the size of me. His dick was beautiful and the way my wife was worshipping it gave me such a boner. She then got up and started kissing him again, so passionately. The two went to bed while I was watching them from the cuck chair sipping champagne. She was having the time of her life. The guy was also enjoying her. She has a way of making you feel good when you fuck her. And the way she moans is angelic.
The bull didn’t need much to cum and my wife told him to cum on her pussy. He ejaculated a hefty amount of sperm on my wife’s clean waxed vagina. She was drenched and he was slain. He fell breathless next to her. That’s when I heard my wife:
“Come clean me up, honey!”
I was shocked! I knew what she meant by it but I couldn’t believe she would say that. I must admit that I do watch cuckold porn sometimes and I get turned on by watching men clean up their wives. But I never imagined myself doing that.
“Now, honey! While it’s still fresh.” my wife insisted.
The bull was looking at me as if he was studying my reactions. My wife was looking at me too, with so much lust in her eyes. And so I did it. I crawled onto the bed with the head between my wife’s legs and started to lick another man’s sperm off her vagina. She wanted me to eat her pussy too at the same time. She guided my head around her clit and was moaning so hard while she was doing it. In all that commotion, I could see her hand grabbing our bull by the cock and his hand playing with her tits. At some point, her moaning became muffled. I looked up for a second and the two of them were kissing. She felt that I was looking up and pushed my head back into her crotch to keep licking her jizz drenched cunt.
Finally, she came! Things detensed a bit. She was acting like that didn’t just happen and we started partying a bit. We drank some champagne. We went out on the balcony to smoke. We got along pretty well. My wife was laughing at bout our jokes. The bull was pretty friendly to me. We had a great time. We were feeling so good that we almost forgot about sex.
But my wife remembered. All of a sudden she invited both of us into the room, telling us that she wanted to try something. She made our bull lay on the bed and we were standing in front of him. She got on her knees, put her hands on his cock, looked up at me and said:
“Honey, come help me with this!”
She grabbed me by the hand and made me kneel next to her. With her right hand on the cock and her left hand on the back of my head, she guided my mouth towards that cock. I never sucked a dick before and didn’t open my mouth. The tip of that fat dick came crushing onto my lips and nose.
“Open up, babe! Don’t be such a pussy. It’s just for fun!”
I listened and I opened my mouth. She pushed my hand down on the shaft and I gagged a bit. She used her hand to guide my emotions. Suddenly, I was sucking dick. And to my surprise, I was good at it. Not only that, but I liked it. I never even imagined sucking cock. But knowing what I was doing and having my wife guiding me through it and watching me with lust in her eyes gave me such a raging boner.
My wife took the cock out of my mouth and started sucking on it while looking at me. She pushed me closer and we were rubbing our lips and tongues on that hard cock together. My left hand was on my dick, jerking off, while my right hand reached and grabbed the big black balls of our bull.
“Are you ready honey?”
“Ready for what?” I thought to myself. But I was pretty sure that I knew what she was talking about.
She gagged a couple of times on the cock to make sure that it was covered in her saliva. She also spat on it like a country whore. And then she grabbed me by the hand and made me stand.
“I want you to sit on it and let it fill you up! This is my fantasy and you will please me!”
All of a shudder, I remembered all the naughty things my wife did for me over the years. They all flashed before my eyes. She surely didn’t enjoy half of them but she did them for me. So this is the least I could do.
She spat on her hand and ran her fingers across my ass crack. She pushed me down and asked the bull to get inside me.
“Now be a good boy and put on a show for mommy!”
That was the hottest thing she ever said to me and she said some dirty stuff over the years. She backed away from me while I could feel the bull’s dick starting to stretch my hole. I panicked for a bit but I could see how pleased she was with what she was seeing. She got on the cuck chair, poured herself some champagne, and while sipping on the glass, her other hand slowly slipped between her legs.
The bull’s cock was entering me and I was in so much pain. I think I pushed half of it inside me and I stopped. He grabbed me by the hips and started moving me around in circles on his lap. I could feel his dick moving inside me. And at certain moves, he was touching my prostate in the same way my wife did when she was fingering me. That’s when my dick got hard again.
I lifted a bit, enough to almost take the cock out of m,e and decided that I should just power through it. I let myself down and had that cock fully enter my ass. That’s when I let out a scream of pain. I looked at my wife and she was so excited.
I kept moving my ass in circles because I loved how it felt on my prostate and I could tell the bull liked it too. And while I was doing it, I came all over myself. The bull came inside me too. And my wife was happy.
She invited us both onto the balcony for another smoke. We chatted again like nothing happened. I got comfortable with it and even admitted to myself that I liked what my wife made me do. I can’t wait to have another adventure like that with her. I wonder what she has in plan for next time.