Black Bull 08: First Date - Sex Stories

Black Bull 08: First Date

... own eyes closing for a second, opening them again to look down at the face of my small blonde wife, gripping the nipple chain with her mouth, letting out a moan, her head going back each time he thrust himself deeper. When she looked back at him after every deep push, her face was just pure unbridled lust.

I'd completely forgotten all about the camera, simply standing by the side of the bed, staring, watching my wife being taken to heaven and back, her ragged, animalistic pants almost primal. Love-making this was assuredly not - I was watching exactly what I'd wanted to see, my wife being dominated, fucked, *bulled*. "Neil, I want you to come, kneel by the bed, by your wife's head, and help us make Claire cum again. Would you like that Claire?"

He smiled down at her.

She didn't say anything, instead trying to beg with her eyes, her brows raised high, eyes wide, as she rapidly nodded her head. She let out a small high-pitched whine.

Samuel pulled himself back, almost completely out of Claire's pussy. She whined again.

"Your husband," he said, smiling wickedly down at her, "is going to count us down from three. Each time he hits 'one', I'm going to fill you full of my big dick. Each time I do, you are are going to lean your head back and yank the chain. Do you understand, little girl?"

She whimpered, nodding.

"On the third time, you're going to cum for me, yes?"

"'Esh!" she squeaked.

Oh. My. God.

"Neil," he said, smiling down at me, my eyes fixed ...

... on my wife's begging face, seeing the utter *need* in her eyes, "if you would be so kind?"

A fucking *countdown*, a countdown to cumming? I had to give the man his due, he was *very* good at this.

"Three," I began, Claire's face scrunched up in a semi-scared, totally submissive, utterly hot expression.

"Two,-"

"Who owns your little pussy Claire?" he growled.

"-One!"

"Aaarrg! 'Ou do! 'Ou own my 'ittle 'ussy!"

"Good girl! Again!" he roared.

"Three," I began again, certain *I* was going to cum on the count of one.

"Two!-"

"Who owns your little pussy Claire?!" he shouted again, louder.

"-One!"

"'UCK! 'Ou do! 'Ou do!" yelled my wife, head back, eyes practically out on stalks.

"Again!" boomed Samuel.

"Three!"

"Two!-"

"Cum for me Claire, cum for me on my big cock!"

"-*One*!"

"Gaaaaah-'UUUCK! I'm 'UMMING!"

The big bull just held himself, buried deep inside my woman's pussy, his own eyes scrunched tight, feeling Claire buck and shake, her upright legs shivering, as she yanked so hard on the chain that the grips pulled free of her nipples.

"Ohmigodohmigodohmigod!"

She was shaking all over, squealing with pleasure, writhing on the bed, her pussy still gripping the giant cock inside her in a vice-like clamp.

As her shakes slowly subsided, Samuel pulled himself free of her; I leaned in to kiss my wife's forehead.

"Oh my God baby, you look so fucking *sexy* cumming on that big dick!"

Claire laughed, almost hysterically; ...