Meeting the New Bull, Part 3
We've played with our new Dom Bull, Henry, four times now. The last meet-up (I'm not sure what to call our time together, a session, maybe playtime, I'll have to come up with the right term) happened Saturday night. I was in the basement when I heard the doorbell. When I came up and entered the living room, Beth was on her knees, the top of her dress pulled down, Henry's large hand cupping the back of her head as he slowly thrust his hips forward and back. I could hear the wet sounds of his cock sliding in and out of Beth's throat.
"Jack! How's it going? Have a good week?" Beth made a sound in her throat, gulped a breath of air and opened her mouth, tongue out and forward as Henry thrust forward again. It fascinated me how Beth got off on being treated like a sex object, like a fuck-toy for this dominant, matter-of-fact man. She literally had a dripping wet pussy in minutes just talking about how Henry treated her and used her like his own personal slut. Beth did not put up with shit. She was a strong independent woman that could plan and pull off anything from a complex meeting, celebration, work presentation, to running her own business. But in her private sex life, she craved to drop the lead and be an obedient sub-slut. I mean click, the switch flipped and she was ready to serve. And she did not tolerate any indecisive dom-wannabes. Have your shit together, or move along. It took us a long time to finally find our 'Henry'.
"That's it slut, take it all." Beth was taking Henry balls deep. Tears rolled down her cheeks, saliva hung down from her chin, and she started pushing his legs to pull off that long thick cock. Henry held her firmly in place. "That's a good girl, stick your tongue out and swallow that cock. You've been missing this haven't you, slut?" Beth made a gurgling sound and seemed more urgent to pull off his dick. Henry held her still another five beats and then relaxed his right hand that held her on his manhood.
Beth came off his cock and sucked in a huge breath, worked her jaw as the saliva swayed and clung to her breasts. She looked up at him with tear filled eyes.
"Do it again." She begged. "I can do better." She knelt there, lips parted, looking up at Henry with eager desire. Henry's cock bobbed obscenely in front of her face, Beth's hands holding his thighs tightly. "Please." She begged.
Henry grasped his cock and fed it to her, inch by inch. "Beth managed to tell me you had a pretty hectic couple of weeks since I was here last. That's all she was able to tell me before I put that beautiful mouth to work."
"Ah, yeah, we've been really busy with work and stressed out, so, ah, we've been really looking forward to having some fun-time this weekend." Beth was being throat fucked as I said all this. Henry pulled his cock free and held it against his stomach.
"Get my balls in your mouth. I want them coated with your spit, slut. Well, Jack, we could all use some fun, it has been a busy and hectic couple weeks. I could really use a beer!" Beth was tongue bathing and sucking Henry's right testicle deeply into her mouth. Her cheeks caved in as she lovingly pulled that nut into her mouth and rolled it around with her tongue. She released it and moved to its neighbor. The sight and sound of this was absolutely intoxicating.
"Oh, sure, let me grab you a beer. I'm having some whiskey, would you like that?"
"No, Jack, I don't want to mess up this iron hard cock that Beth needs so badly, a beer is fine." Beth was moaning as she now sucked both his huge balls into her mouth. Her face was shiny with saliva and Henry tilted his head back and let out a low, animalistic sound that spoke of pure pleasure.
That was last Saturday. It was Thursday now, and Beth and I found ourselves free again this coming Saturday night. We didn't want to overdo a great thing, but then again, when the time was free, we wanted to take advantage.
"Did you reach out?" Since we got this new connection going with a few meet-ups we were finding ourselves working out what this was going to look like, how it would work and what the ground rules and protocols would be. It was my job to find candidates for our playtime, filter out candidates that didn't fit for us, and set up meets to see if things clicked. It took some time, and some misfires, but we finally found someone that fit what we were looking for. Now that we'd met a few times and let things develop, it was time to figure out just what it was we had and how we wanted it to work. Things had also developed in a way we didn't anticipate and we learned a lot about ourselves and our individual desires, things we didn't even know were in us!
"Yes, babe. He's ninety percent sure he will be available Saturday. And, well, he says he has a special plan for us."
"For us?"
"Yes. He said it's time to take it to another level."
"OK. What does that mean? What did you say to that?" Beth handed me her phone after scrolling a bit. 'Yes, Sir. We're ready. Whatever you want', I read. Oof, whatever you want? A rising excitement was washing through my body. I felt like I was being swept along, but instead of feeling anxious or fearful, I was feeling exhilarated at the thought of letting go and being taken on this journey.
"Well," I said to Beth "it looks like we need to sit down and decide what this is going to look like and what we are willing and not willing to do." We stared into each others' eyes for a few moments before we both started a smile that evolved to a full out grin. "I fucking love our life, my love. You are nothing short of amazing."
"I fucking love you, and I love this life too!. YOU are amazing for wanting and allowing me to explore this lifestyle." Beth paused a moment, "You're sure you're alright with me having sex with other men, but you don't get to play with other women?"
"Yes, I am. I don't know what it is, but I seriously get so excited seeing you taken by another man. I love seeing your pleasure, watching you orgasm over and over. I love seeing another man get completely wiped out fucking you. They can barely function while getting on their clothes and heading out. And all I can think is, 'fuck yeah, that's my wife! She is so amazing she absolutely incapacitated that guy. And then! And then, I get to fuck your stretched, soaking wet pussy myself, talking through all the dirty details that occurred just before I reclaimed you. Add to that our incredible nightly lovemaking, and I couldn't be happier. You are all I need and want. If you offered me the chance to explore other women, great, I'd probably take advantage of an opportunity, but I definitely don't need it."
"Yet you're alright with me choking on another man's larger cock? Alright with me eagerly opening my legs for a long, thick cock with heavy swinging balls destroying my pussy?"
"No, I'm not alright with that. I fucking LOVE it! Beth, I know it doesn't really make sense, but for whatever reason, I love watching you do all of that. I daydream about it, I fantasize about all kinds of different scenarios with you taking other cocks, and pussy for that matter. For whatever reason, I get off on your pleasure with other people. I have to tell you, I've been getting turned on thinking about taking those cocks in my mouth as well. I don't think I'm bi, and I'm definitely not gay, but I... well it's confusing, but I just have this desire to suck cock. I enjoyed sharing Henry's cum with you that one time, and I would love to eat your cum filled pussy sometime."
"That's hot."
"Really? I was incredibly worried about telling you this, in fact, I did not plan on saying any of this, it just came out right now on its own." I took a big sigh, "I was really worried you'd be totally turned off."
