We catch up with a BBC Cuckold Couple in the midst of the action.
The cuckold’s wife, holding the Bull’s enormously hard cock in her hand, looked over and instructed him to not touch himself unless instructed by one of the three of us (she, the BBC Bull or myself) and he mumbled a reluctant, “Yes, Ma’am.” I chuckled in his ear and said, “Awwww, poor dear. Have to just let that little toy bounce around on its own. How sad.” And I scratched my nails down his back, bringing goosebumps up immediately. I’m sure he whined.
Hotwife and the BBC Bull, already groping each other, stopped to readjust their positions. I laughed when Hotwife suggested that the Bull put his foot on one of cuckold’s thighs. She began moving her foot onto his other thigh and my lovely black friend mirrored her movements. Right in front of him, his wife and her soon-to-be lover/fucker, sat with their legs open… giving him awesome access to the action about to begin.
The Bull and Hotwife leaned into each other and began kissing… and Hotwife’s hand curled around the cock in front of her. My friend pulled on one of her nipples, then slid his hand down her belly, onto her clean mons and then spread her pussy lips and slid a finger into her cunt. She moaned. So did the cuckold.
Within moments, the two were ready for the sex that Hotwife had been craving for years. I whispered in the cuckold’s ear, “How are you doing?” And he said, “Completely humiliated.” I patted his back and said, “That’s a good boy.”
Cuckold Not Even Needed Anymore
In front of our eyes, right under our noses, close enough to lick, the beautiful black Bull and the lovely Hotwife, touched, stroked, pushed, tugged…
… and then they positioned themselves so the Hotwife could finally, finally get the fucking she had craved for so very long.
Right. In. Front. Of. Her. Cuckold.
That black cock s l o w l y… oh, so slowly… pushed its way into that gorgeous, very, very wet pussy. Tickling her lips open, then pushing the head into her opening… and onward.
She groaned so deliciously loud.
The cuckold held his breath.
Cuckold Watches Her Get Fucked
He was finally deep inside her. His groin right up against her white ass.
We could smell her heavy scent.
And then the Bull started. He rhythmically began that in and out that all men know.
And women crave.
We watched, inches from our faces, that cock sliding in and out. Her pussy grasping the shaft.
We could hear the sloshing wet. Sticky shlop shlop noises.
I talked, in a normal voice, to the cuckold, asking him, “What are you looking at?”
He stumbled over his words, but eeked out something I couldn’t hear.
“I’m watching that giant cock fucking my wife. I am so happy for her!”
“That’s a good, good little cuckold.”
BBC Hotwife Show Continues
And we continued watching as the black and white couple moved around, she on top, she on hands and knees, she backwards on top. Sometimes the Bull rubbed her clit; sometimes she rubbed her own.
She came over and over again. I noticed (and loved) that whenever she came, she bored her eyes into her husband’s. I could feel the vibrations of a whine through his body.
BBC Bull Cums
The couple’s sweat mixed with each other and we could smell their heat. Hotwife’s cunt dripped wet and periodically, the Bull would slurp her up with his beautiful tongue. Of course, circling her clit and driving her mad with an orgasm. She made sure to lift her head and look right at her nearly-drooling husband.
And then the BBC Bull was going to orgasm. We could feel the energy building. He was behind Hotwife, she on hands and knees, but her chest and face deep into the mattress. They were right next to us… we watched that cock pound the Hotwife’s cunt as his breathing became audible and then the soft grunts and then he rammed her fucking hard as he roared his ejaculation into that open, hungry pussy.
The pussy that will never settle for anything small again. The pussy that will forever crave a fucking just like this.
I could see the cuckold wiping tears, trying to hide that he was crying.
“What are you feeling?” I asked in his ear.
“Lots of things. Happy for her. Sad for me. Glad it’s over with. Excited for it again.”
I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tight.
Cuckold Cleaning Crew
The BBC Bull pulled out and we could see the cum dripping out of her cunt.
The cuckold blurted out, “Ma’am? May I clean you up?”
She sat up slightly and asked, “Are you sure, my love?”
He nodded vigorously and she patted the bed, inviting him up.
It took zero seconds before the Bull moved aside and the cuckold’s face was in his wife’s cunt. Voraciously, he lapped up that cum as if he’d waited his whole life for it. I chuckled because in their negotiations, he refused to do a creampie on his wife. I couldn’t wait to pry into his head what made him change his mind.
His wife came again, shoving out the last of the Bull’s cum into her dear cuckold’s mouth. He lifted up and his face was covered in both his and her wetness. The look of satisfaction on his face was glorious. She pulled him up and they embraced… and kissed deeply. I could see the immense love they had for each other.
In the Shower
The cuckold trio made their way to the enormous glass shower and this is where I left them, washing each other with soap, touching breasts, spending extra time between each others’ legs. I knew cuckie would finally get his orgasmic reward.
They didn’t need me anymore.
The Cuckold Couple’s new life had begun.