Bull fucks me while cuck watches and cleans me at the end

Title: “Bull Fucks Me While Cuck Watches and Cleans Me Afterwards”

The dimly lit room was filled with the sounds of moaning, skin slapping against skin, and the grunts of a man in the throws of passion. On the bed, I was sprawled out, my legs propped up on the shoulders of my lover, a man I’ll call “The Bull”. His powerful hips pounded into me, driving his thick cock deep into my eager pussy. I tossed my head back, my long braids whipping around as I let out a throaty moan.

Beside the bed, I could see the shadowy figure of my husband, the “Cuck”, watching intently. He sat in a chair, his eyes glued to the lewd scene before him. I knew he was getting off on watching another man fuck his wife, just as he knew that I was reveling in the experience.

The Bull was a muscular man, covered in tattoos that snaked over his broad chest and down his arms. His cock was huge, stretching me out in ways my husband never could. I loved the feeling of fullness, the way he filled me up completely.

As he continued to pound into me, his pace increasing, I felt my orgasm building. “Fuck, I’m going to cum,” I gasped out, my nails digging into his back.

“Yeah, cum for me baby,” he growled, his hips snapping faster, driving me closer to the edge.

I came hard, my pussy clenching around his cock, my body shaking as the pleasure crashed over me. He followed soon after, his cock twitching as he shot his load deep inside me.

As we came down from our high, he pulled out, his cum leaking out of my well-fucked hole. I looked over at my husband, seeing the tent in his pants. “Clean me up,” I ordered, my voice husky.

He scrambled to comply, getting on his knees between my legs. I could feel his hot breath on my sensitive flesh as he leaned in, his tongue lapping at the cum leaking out of me.

I reached down, tangling my fingers in his hair as I held him in place. “Make sure you get it all,” I commanded, feeling a thrill at ordering my husband around like this.

He obeyed, his tongue delving deep, lapping up every drop of the Bull’s cum. I could hear him groan as he tasted it, knowing that he was getting off on this as much as I was.

Finally, he pulled back, his face shiny with our mixed fluids. I grabbed him, pulling him up for a kiss, tasting myself on his tongue. “That was so hot,” I murmured against his lips.

The Bull chimed in, his voice rough with satisfaction. “I gotta say, watching you get cleaned up was pretty fucking hot too.”

I looked over at him, a wicked glint in my eye. “Well, why don’t you sit back and relax, and I’ll give you a show.”

With that, I turned to my husband, pushing him back onto the bed. I straddled his face, my pussy hovering over his mouth. “Clean me up again,” I ordered, my voice thick with desire.

He moaned beneath me, his tongue immediately going to work, lapping at my sensitive flesh. I rocked my hips, grinding against his face as he ate me out.

The Bull watched, his cock already hardening again at the lewd sight. I could see him fisting it, stroking it as he enjoyed the show.

I kept riding my husband’s face until I came again, my juices gushing out and coating his chin. I dismounted, turning back to face the Bull. “Your turn,” I purred.

I sank to my knees, taking his cock in my hand. I stroked it a few times before taking it into my mouth, my tongue swirling around the head.

He groaned, his hand coming down to grip the back of my head. I took him deep, bobbing my head as I sucked him off. I could taste the residual tang of my pussy on his cock, mixed with the salty taste of his pre-cum.

I kept sucking, my hand working in tandem with my mouth. I could feel him getting close, his cock throbbing in my mouth.

With a grunt, he came, his cock pulsing as he shot his load down my throat. I swallowed it all, licking my lips clean as I pulled back.

I turned to my husband, my eyes gleaming with satisfaction. “Did you like that, baby?” I asked, my voice husky.

He just nodded, his eyes wide with awe and a hint of jealousy. “It was amazing,” he breathed out.

I smiled, leaning in to kiss him. “Glad you enjoyed yourself.” I turned to the Bull, who was lounging back, looking thoroughly satisfied. “Thank you for the fuck, stud. I’ll see you next time.”

With that, I gathered up my clothes and sauntered out of the room, leaving the two men to clean up and catch their breaths. As I walked out the door, I could feel their eyes on me, taking in the sway of my hips, the way my ass jiggled with each step.

I knew they were both getting off on the fact that I was getting fucked by another man and coming home to my husband. It was a wild, exciting lifestyle, and I loved every minute of it. I couldn’t wait for our next session, eager to see what sexy, kinky adventures awaited us.