Another tumblr refugee. My awesome wife, D, and I were swingers for quite a while and slowly transitioned to a primarily hot wife and cuckold relationship. Tumblr tells a lot of that tale and this will pick up where our first true Bull, M, comes into the picture.
Also will have stuff we just find hot.
Just after her bull left, my wife rejoined me and straddled me on the couch.
She wiggled a little and said ”I think you liked seeing that big dick. I think you liked watching me manage to take it all. He said not many girls can handle all of him. And at first it’s hard to take, but I open up as he gets me.....going.....and then...it’s the best.
Did I do good? I mean, you liked watching him with me, I hope.” She gave me a questioning look.
She wanted my approval.
“You did great, baby. You two were beautiful together. And I’m proud of you too. I loved watching you take that cock I know you like a challenge, and shit, he definitely looks like one.” We laughed.
“So you enjoyed all of it?”
“Most of it. Enjoy isn’t exactly what I’d call some of it. Like, you told him I have a small dick! I thought that was only for playtime between us when you are being dommy. It’s embarrassing to know you told him that. And that you made a point of it in front of him. I don’t even know him!”
“Oh sweetie. I thought we’d moved on from worrying about that. Hell, you encouraged me to explore my big cock needs. Insisted really, and you can’t deny you are turned on knowing I like dicks a lot bigger than yours. That, by default, makes your dick small. Besides E knows. And all the girls and guys at the BBC group. So it’s not like he’s the first one to be let in on the secret that you dick doesn’t really...you know... do ‘it ‘ for me.”
I hadn’t thought about those others knowing. But they certainly did. And, I knew she was right. I’d encouraged this. Shit, I’d been dumb to think somehow this undeniable urge I had for her to fuck big cocks would make me the smallest. Weird how I’d not thought that through. Of course something like that would be obvious to, at least, all her recent fuck buds. She used to make a point of telling me she made sure guys knew I was great sex partner, but I hadn’t heard anything like that out of her in a year or more.
This wasn’t playtime teasing anymore. It was very real. And though it was humiliating, I was undeniably aroused by the idea. Shit, I knew this was coming, but....
She saw me struggling with my thoughts and said “Oh...honey....I wasn’t trying to make this harder on you. It’s just....we’ve beat around the bush about this for a while now....and I thought maybe....you were ready to accept what you are....what you like. It’s part of being a sub....and a cuck.....and you are both. Very much so, from what I saw tonight.”
“Shit. You aren’t making it harder, but it is hard for me to accept that I am aroused by being treated that way. And that scares me a little. Funny, I sometimes worried you wouldn’t be ok with it. But tonight......it’s also a little scary to see how much you get off on it. Making me kneel. Making me watch him do things to you I can’t. And seeing him rub my face in it a little.”
She climbed off, sat, leaning against me and said. “Oh honey, don’t worry, I’ll always take care of you. But, I do like all of that. And, yes ,it makes me soooo fucking hot. And...I...um ...I encouraged BM to be ‘Dommy’ with you too. When Bull M has done it, it really, really, made me horny. But, he’s your friend and he wouldn’t really take it far enough. And I want to go farther. BM took some convincing as to how I wanted to include you, but I think he’ll get the hang of it. I think it helps that you ‘barely know him’.” Seems like he had a handle on it already to me!
“Interesting. I do trust Bull M. That made me ok with him being alpha, or whatever. But you are right, he has a limit. So do I, because I know we are going to stay friends, so I want him to respect me. Ha! At least a little. With BM, I don’t foresee us hanging out much, so maybe I won’t have that same need. Kinda like when you said it was easier to do slutty things with guys you didn’t know than ones you were in a relationship with.”
“Yeah, like that!.”
She reached down and put her hand over my dick. It was completely soft. “Aww. Your little guy doesn’t seem to happy about this. Did that big black cock intimidate him?” Maybe!
“God it makes me hot just thinking about him showing you his dick, showing you how he fucks me.. And you just... you took it like a good cuck.”
She got up and slowly turned around, ran her hands down her body and said “I said I’ll are care of you.....so I’ll let you fuck me....if you want. But your dick doesn’t look interested.” God she looked hot!
I pulled her closer and ran my hands over her hips. “Oh, I am interested. But I came while you guys were fucking.”
“What?! I didn’t see you beating off.”
I hadn’t. I just grabbed my dick while she was coming the second time and came immediately.
“I didn’t really.....It just happened.” I was talking to the floor because I was suddenly embarrassed.
She raised my chin so I met her eyes. She stared at me for a while. Ugh.
“Was it while you were cleaning my pussy?” I shook ‘no’. “It was while he was coming.”
She smiled. “So you came on the floor while he was coming in my pussy.” I nodded ‘yes’.
She let my chin go and stood with one hip sticking out, put her hands on her hips and started tapping her foot. She looked so hot. Scary, do my, but hot.
“That’s..... awesome” she whispered. I didn’t think so! “Used to be you couldn’t wait to reclaim me after I’d had another guy. But now.....with BM....are you worried you can’t reclaim me? I mean, with that cock he has, even the guys at the BBC parties who have big dicks don’t want to be after him. So, with your little dick, being afraid to even try makes some sense. He is intimidating.”
“No. I want to. It’s just...I don’t know...obvious how much he does for you. The way you react to him is amazing. I can’t...”
“Stop. That’s why it took me so long to let you see us together. I worried you’d feel like you can’t ..... er....you can’t...at least...shit.....he fucks better than anyone I’ve ever met. Anyone. So, no.....you won’t be able to do that for me. But you don’t have to. You make me feel safe and loved. Wanted. And those are more important. I couldn’t do any of this crazy shit without that. So I want to do something for you. Maybe you’d enjoy the strapon?”
What! “Noooooo....Just answer me this; He said, you’ve called him every day since you met. Is that true?How many times have you seen him?” I only knew of her meeting him a dozen times or so.
I saw true concern cross her face. “You heard that, huh? Sure I can’t talk you into the strap on?” I shook no. “Ok. Um...it’s true..but you know you have nothing to worry about and I didn’t want you to, so I didn’t...”
This was one of those moments when being a swinger, cuck, hotwife, whatever gets messy. I’ve been on both sides of this. The oft mentioned ‘total honesty’ clause cited when couples go down this path is impossible. White lies get told. To ourselves and to our partner. Feelings develop beyond “it’s just sex”. And, it’s all part of the journey.
“Relax hon, it’s fine. I get it. I could tell you were infatuated with him the first time you told me about him. How much have you seen him?”
She looked nervous. After a while and said “A lot. Um....We’ve spent the night together here, or at his place, almost every day that you were traveling for work. And, I see him almost everyday when you are in town, too. Sorry, I didn’t mean to keep it from you. It just happened.” She looked worried.
I was a little surprised, but not much. “I love you and know you are doing what makes you happy, so it’s OK. You can have some secrets if you want, but I’d like to be more in the loop.”
“Ok, I’ll try and be more open. Soooo........with that in mind, I want him to be part my....our... lives. He’s agreed to be involved with us both.” I’d figured that out already, even though I’m a slow witted one sometimes.
“I’m glad you found what you wanted. What we wanted. And don’t worry, seeing you with him makes me happy. So, let’s try it.” I hadn’t known how I’d really feel until right then. But I meant what I said.
She smiled, lay her head on my chest and began idly swirling my limp dick around with her finger. She was right about me realizing I couldn’t do what he does for her. But I wasn’t worried, or jealous, or mad, or humiliated. I was glad. Glad I made her feel safe enough to do ‘crazy shit’.
She turned her head to look at me and said “You sound like you are doing me a favor by agreeing to this, but you want a Bull in our lives as much as I do. I’m tired of us hiding that from each other....or anyone really. We have to own this, OK?”
“Yes.”
We sat and snuggled for a while. I had a lot of questions, but decided to relax and just enjoy how she felt against me.
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Bull Bat Man chapter 7
Just after her bull left, my wife rejoined me and straddled me on the couch.
She wiggled a little and said ”I think you liked seeing that big dick. I think you liked watching me manage to take it all. He said not many girls can handle all of him. And at first it’s hard to take, but I open up as he gets me.....going.....and then...it’s the best.
Did I do good? I mean, you liked watching him with me, I hope.” She gave me a questioning look.
She wanted my approval.
“You did great, baby. You two were beautiful together. And I’m proud of you too. I loved watching you take that cock I know you like a challenge, and shit, he definitely looks like one.” We laughed.
“So you enjoyed all of it?”
“Most of it. Enjoy isn’t exactly what I’d call some of it. Like, you told him I have a small dick! I thought that was only for playtime between us when you are being dommy. It’s embarrassing to know you told him that. And that you made a point of it in front of him. I don’t even know him!”
“Oh sweetie. I thought we’d moved on from worrying about that. Hell, you encouraged me to explore my big cock needs. Insisted really, and you can’t deny you are turned on knowing I like dicks a lot bigger than yours. That, by default, makes your dick small. Besides E knows. And all the girls and guys at the BBC group. So it’s not like he’s the first one to be let in on the secret that you dick doesn’t really...you know... do ‘it ‘ for me.”
I hadn’t thought about those others knowing. But they certainly did. And, I knew she was right. I’d encouraged this. Shit, I’d been dumb to think somehow this undeniable urge I had for her to fuck big cocks would make me the smallest. Weird how I’d not thought that through. Of course something like that would be obvious to, at least, all her recent fuck buds. She used to make a point of telling me she made sure guys knew I was great sex partner, but I hadn’t heard anything like that out of her in a year or more.
This wasn’t playtime teasing anymore. It was very real. And though it was humiliating, I was undeniably aroused by the idea. Shit, I knew this was coming, but....
She saw me struggling with my thoughts and said “Oh...honey....I wasn’t trying to make this harder on you. It’s just....we’ve beat around the bush about this for a while now....and I thought maybe....you were ready to accept what you are....what you like. It’s part of being a sub....and a cuck.....and you are both. Very much so, from what I saw tonight.”
“Shit. You aren’t making it harder, but it is hard for me to accept that I am aroused by being treated that way. And that scares me a little. Funny, I sometimes worried you wouldn’t be ok with it. But tonight......it’s also a little scary to see how much you get off on it. Making me kneel. Making me watch him do things to you I can’t. And seeing him rub my face in it a little.”
She climbed off, sat, leaning against me and said. “Oh honey, don’t worry, I’ll always take care of you. But, I do like all of that. And, yes ,it makes me soooo fucking hot. And...I...um ...I encouraged BM to be ‘Dommy’ with you too. When Bull M has done it, it really, really, made me horny. But, he’s your friend and he wouldn’t really take it far enough. And I want to go farther. BM took some convincing as to how I wanted to include you, but I think he’ll get the hang of it. I think it helps that you ‘barely know him’.” Seems like he had a handle on it already to me!
“Interesting. I do trust Bull M. That made me ok with him being alpha, or whatever. But you are right, he has a limit. So do I, because I know we are going to stay friends, so I want him to respect me. Ha! At least a little. With BM, I don’t foresee us hanging out much, so maybe I won’t have that same need. Kinda like when you said it was easier to do slutty things with guys you didn’t know than ones you were in a relationship with.”
“Yeah, like that!.”
She reached down and put her hand over my dick. It was completely soft. “Aww. Your little guy doesn’t seem to happy about this. Did that big black cock intimidate him?” Maybe!
“God it makes me hot just thinking about him showing you his dick, showing you how he fucks me.. And you just... you took it like a good cuck.”
She got up and slowly turned around, ran her hands down her body and said “I said I’ll are care of you.....so I’ll let you fuck me....if you want. But your dick doesn’t look interested.” God she looked hot!
I pulled her closer and ran my hands over her hips. “Oh, I am interested. But I came while you guys were fucking.”
“What?! I didn’t see you beating off.”
I hadn’t. I just grabbed my dick while she was coming the second time and came immediately.
“I didn’t really.....It just happened.” I was talking to the floor because I was suddenly embarrassed.
She raised my chin so I met her eyes. She stared at me for a while. Ugh.
“Was it while you were cleaning my pussy?” I shook ‘no’. “It was while he was coming.”
She smiled. “So you came on the floor while he was coming in my pussy.” I nodded ‘yes’.
She let my chin go and stood with one hip sticking out, put her hands on her hips and started tapping her foot. She looked so hot. Scary, do my, but hot.
“That’s..... awesome” she whispered. I didn’t think so! “Used to be you couldn’t wait to reclaim me after I’d had another guy. But now.....with BM....are you worried you can’t reclaim me? I mean, with that cock he has, even the guys at the BBC parties who have big dicks don’t want to be after him. So, with your little dick, being afraid to even try makes some sense. He is intimidating.”
“No. I want to. It’s just...I don’t know...obvious how much he does for you. The way you react to him is amazing. I can’t...”
“Stop. That’s why it took me so long to let you see us together. I worried you’d feel like you can’t ..... er....you can’t...at least...shit.....he fucks better than anyone I’ve ever met. Anyone. So, no.....you won’t be able to do that for me. But you don’t have to. You make me feel safe and loved. Wanted. And those are more important. I couldn’t do any of this crazy shit without that. So I want to do something for you. Maybe you’d enjoy the strapon?”
What! “Noooooo....Just answer me this; He said, you’ve called him every day since you met. Is that true?How many times have you seen him?” I only knew of her meeting him a dozen times or so.
I saw true concern cross her face. “You heard that, huh? Sure I can’t talk you into the strap on?” I shook no. “Ok. Um...it’s true..but you know you have nothing to worry about and I didn’t want you to, so I didn’t...”
This was one of those moments when being a swinger, cuck, hotwife, whatever gets messy. I’ve been on both sides of this. The oft mentioned ‘total honesty’ clause cited when couples go down this path is impossible. White lies get told. To ourselves and to our partner. Feelings develop beyond “it’s just sex”. And, it’s all part of the journey.
“Relax hon, it’s fine. I get it. I could tell you were infatuated with him the first time you told me about him. How much have you seen him?”
She looked nervous. After a while and said “A lot. Um....We’ve spent the night together here, or at his place, almost every day that you were traveling for work. And, I see him almost everyday when you are in town, too. Sorry, I didn’t mean to keep it from you. It just happened.” She looked worried.
I was a little surprised, but not much. “I love you and know you are doing what makes you happy, so it’s OK. You can have some secrets if you want, but I’d like to be more in the loop.”
“Ok, I’ll try and be more open. Soooo........with that in mind, I want him to be part my....our... lives. He’s agreed to be involved with us both.” I’d figured that out already, even though I’m a slow witted one sometimes.
“I’m glad you found what you wanted. What we wanted. And don’t worry, seeing you with him makes me happy. So, let’s try it.” I hadn’t known how I’d really feel until right then. But I meant what I said.
She smiled, lay her head on my chest and began idly swirling my limp dick around with her finger. She was right about me realizing I couldn’t do what he does for her. But I wasn’t worried, or jealous, or mad, or humiliated. I was glad. Glad I made her feel safe enough to do ‘crazy shit’.
She turned her head to look at me and said “You sound like you are doing me a favor by agreeing to this, but you want a Bull in our lives as much as I do. I’m tired of us hiding that from each other....or anyone really. We have to own this, OK?”
“Yes.”
We sat and snuggled for a while. I had a lot of questions, but decided to relax and just enjoy how she felt against me.
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