Chapter 5: Bunny Bone's Brilliant Birthday Bash
For her birthday, Cuckold Joe got his wife Bunny a new pair of shoes. They were spectacular. Christian Louboutin, the ones with red bottom. Beautiful pitch-black leather with hand-made stitches, studded with real diamonds. Tall soles and heels that could kill a man. They were the kind of shoes you'd wear on television.
"Do you like them?" Joe asked.
"Like them?" Bunny said. "I would
fuck
them and have their babies."
To properly thank her husband for the gift she slammed his head down on the kitchen counter and grabbed his dick from behind. She thrust her pelvis against his ass as if she was fucking him, just the way he liked it. To put an extra pinch of spice on the occasion, she told him about the time she cheated on him with a sweaty, middle-aged Greek guy on their trip to Europe a few years back.
"You remember him, right? From the beach? We both laughed when we saw him, 'cause he looked so cheesy in that tiny swimming-trunk and his greasy pony-tail. God, it was so fucking hot that day. You left to get something to eat, and he came straight over once you were out of sight. He didn't speak much English. I took him to our hotel-room, 'cause of the air-condition, right? But the damn thing wouldn't work, or I didn't know how to work it, and it was like a fucking sauna in there. He fucked me so good on our hotel bed, like the heat wasn't even bothering him, and I sucked his hairy balls while my brain turned into melted cheese. He made me cum so hard, baby! But after a while, the heat was just intolerable, and he showed no signs of letting up, so I begged him to fuck me in the ass, 'cause I thought it would make him cum sooner. He liked that. His big Greek boner felt so righteous in my asshole, and the fucker kept going until I passed out! When I woke up, I had a sore ass, a face full of cum and two hundred Euros were missing from my purse. ."
Joe groaned and came in her hand.
Bunny put her new shoes on and picked out a short black dress with a mean cleavage to go with them.
"You're going out?" Joe said.
"Yeah. I'd ask you to come, but it's my birthday, and I don't really want you to."
"That's all right. I'll stay home and watch the game. Who are you meeting?"
"Nobody. Not that I know of. Don't wait up."
"Have fun."
***
It was her birthday, and Bunny sat in a particularly seedy bar in her pretty black dress and her spectacular new Christian Louboutin shoes that her husband had given her just hours earlier. A biker goon with a snake tattooed on his face approached her and asked if he could buy her a drink.
"Sure," she said, even though she hadn't even finished the one in front of her. A girl's allowed to spoil herself on her own birthday. The goon ordered a double.
Twenty minutes later, Bunny was sucking his big fat dick in a bathroom stall. He bent down and groped her titties and told her she had good cock-sucking lips. He was getting real hard by now, and he wanted her to try and fit the entire thing into her mouth. She tried to tell him that it was too much, but he couldn't hear her because her mouth was full of cock, so he kept encouraging her by holding on to her head and pressing his dick further down her throat until she gagged and puked all over his pretty dick.
"FUCK!" he cried. "I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU WERE GOOD AT THIS!"
Bunny threw her head into the toilet bowl and puked some more.
