Milking The Bullys Thick Cock

I'm searching the web tonight to find a support group for men in my situation when I stumble on this erotic story site. Interesting. As my mouse moved over the back button I thought 'why not write my story here as a therapeutic substitute for group meetings'. I click search and typed in a word I learned recently; "cuckold". Many results! Ok fine, I'll tell my story here as best I can and if it makes you cum half as hard as I have been the last 24 hours, you'll thank me.

THREE DAYS AGO

I'm a stock trader for a bank, I work out, I'm competitive, I like money and winning. I might be an asshole. I have an average cock and I really try hard in bed to make my wife Anne cream each time we make love. Fingers, tongue, cock, i try everything. She offers anal but honestly her pussy is tighter than any ass I've been in, and when she comes her vagina contracts HARD and the splashing and squeezing happening all around my cock is just unfucking-believably hot.

She was a cheerleader in highschool, a slut in college, and I know this primarily by the first time she sucked my cock. She made me feel like my cock was the most delicious thing she ever put in her mouth. The licking, moaning, sucking, and begging made me instantly realize that this woman has been practicing A LOT for this moment.

If you're like me you've already got a pretty good picture of what Anne looks like in your mind. I won't ruin your mental imagine, but just make sure you have supple breasts, hour glass figure and a grabbable ass.

So three days ago Anne texts me and says 'Joel is here, says he's early???' I reply 'Joel who' then remember my college roommate Joel Tarver said he'd be in town this week. 'Coming home now' I reply. He never said anything about a fucking visit. He just dropped in. I wanted to kick myself because I absolutely should have guessed this prick would pull this shit on me as a power move, show me who's boss just like he used to when we shared a dorm. Always pushing just a little, but you notice after a while that he's just testing boundaries. I hated the guy.

I walked in the front door, mostly expecting them in the foyer where we could quickly usher him out. I found them at the backyard bar two drinks in hand and one drink presumably for me.

I could tell by his outfit that he had biked over from his Airbnb or hotel or wherever, and I immediately saw why. Those god damn biker shorts outlined Joel's infamous "Fat 8 and a Half" and he made sure for a full display for Anne. I stood in the doorway and smiled while they bantered. Anne hadn't seen me but Joel did. He says "excuse me these are pretty tight" and adjusted his cock slowly, about three feet from my wife, right in front of me. What kicked my air out was seeing Anne's eyes unflinchingly locked on this man's thick juicy meat.

"Bryan!" he roars happily and Anne spun around like a criminal in the spotlight.

I walk over and shake his cock-adjusting hand by accident and then make an excuse to hit the men's room with urgency. Of course I said that, that's the weakest thing anyone could do, and that's the effect this shit human has on me.

In the bathroom I'm trying to process my emotions. I'm not gay. I know I'm not gay. So what was that? I was severely impacted by seeing Anne lust after that cock. I had a larger erection than I've had in 10 years. That was seriously hot. i have a lot to think about.

Anne knocks, comes in, I kiss her hard, pull out my cock, grabbed a tit for leverage and slid that average but capable erection up her skirt into that amazing pussy. She gasps loud. I cum instantly. My heart is racing like crazy. I was processing too much to even wonder why her pussy was already wet enough for me to slide in. Before she can say anything I blurt out 'see you down there!' and disappear.

The rest of the evening was fun enough. Drinks, chats, etc until about 10pm. Joel asks if he can watch some TV before he takes off because his Airbnb doesn't have the channel the game is on. Fine. Whatever.

Anne and I go to bed and he stays up watching some dumb shit. awesome.

'What was that in the bathroom earlier, Bryan?' Anne asks with a sexy curiosity. 'What? A guy can't just want to fuck his wife?' We both laugh. 'I thought for a second it was because of Joel's package, that thing's enormous!' she smiled wryly at me. I was visibility stunned and embarrassed. I didn't know she was this tipsy. Can i push it a little further? 'Oh god. That thing. He and his following of sorority chicks called it the "Fat 8 and a Half" and i had to listen to women night after night in the next bed over.'

'Jesus Christ Bryan!' she blurted out, laughing at the same time, 'you had to listen?'

I paused, not breathing, praying to god she'd ask. Please. Please. I know you want him. I know you're curious.

'What did it sound like?' she asked, suddenly serious, looking me dead in the eye.

Over the next several minutes I spelled out for her the sounds I heard these women make for my entire senior year of college. Whatever he asked them to do, they did it twice.

'I want to see it' she said.

My heart stopped beating but i was able to eek out 'Ha right you are drunk' and turned off the light.

Around 2 am I wake up to the sound of porn in my living room. Anne wakes up too. What the fuck? Anne's eyes get wide and she tip toes out quickly into the hall wearing her bathrobe. I peer out around the corner and see my wife watching Joel masturbate in my favorite chair. Joel turns away from the TV to stare at my wife, his hips start gyrating, and Anne uses a hand to lean suddenly against the wall. I can tell by her cheekbones she's smiling at him. I watch dumbfounded as Anne slides her bathrobe off one shoulder, then turns back towards our room with her right breast fully visible, as it had been to Joel. I run back in bed as she walks in. I ask her what the noise was and she kisses me, slides my cock out, sits on it, and drains both my nuts immediately. 'Again?' she laughs. We finally pass out, me from sexual overdrive exhaustion, her from red wine and a couple of shots.

TWO DAYS AGO

Joel is gone when I wake up. I go to work. I try to act normal. I do a lot of staring off into the distance. I go home at 4 having accomplished nothing. Anne and I start working on dinner and, big surprise, Joel drives up in an Escalade with a date. He bursts in, 'reminds us' about our double date that he made up, and says they'll wait in the car, but not too long, and he's back out of the house.

We get dressed. As i expected, she wears something sleezy looking, and she looked fucking hot, pantiless and wet.

We go to a fancy restaurant I can't afford. We meet his hot date who he calls by the wrong name four times using four different names, and laughed with my wife each time with an 'oops'.

Very convincing.

After dinner we're in our backyard bar and Joel and his lady start making hot and heavy, Anne and i do too. After a few minutes I take Anne by the hand to lead her upstairs. 'Hey sorry to interrupt you two leaving' said Joel, 'but is there a room i could borrow?' Before the last syllable dropped from his face, Anne said 'use the guest room across the hall from ours' and we made our way upstairs. Anne and I were on point that night. We did doggy, missionary, 69, oral, and we both came at the same time. After our panting slowed some we heard her. 'Oh oh oh oh please please please please yes yes yes yes oh oh oh...'

It was clear she was being hammered in the exact right spot with just the right amount of forcefulness and a tinge of pain. The man was a pleasure artist. Anne snuck over to our door and opened it slowly. As she walked back I could see Joel and his date with their door wide open. Of course.

Anne slipped into bed, looked over at Joel working hard on his date, and pushed my head under the sheets. That night I drank at least a liter of her cum. It was delicious.

YESTERDAY

I go to work. Same shit. Why am i here. I leave work to go home at noon. "Sit down, bud' says Joel as I walk in the front door. He's on the couch next to Anne and she's wearing a white teddy with lacy underwear. Joel has no pants on. 'WHAT THE' Joel cuts in 'Just sit the fuck down!'

I walk into the living room, closer to them both. 'Anne spent the last hour telling me i could do anything i want to her, only if i force you to watch.' He waited for the protest that would never come from me. 'Ok so sit down, man. You know the drill by now this is going to take a while, ' he said smiling widely, 'you'll want to be sitting.'

I looked at Anne. There was something I hadn't seen in her eyes before, and I think it was pure lust. She whispered to me in a high sweet tone 'thank you baby' while rubbing Joel's inner thigh. That was the first time she called me baby. Who was this woman? Who am I?

I sat down and Anne immediately turned to Joel with a smirk and a raised eyebrow. As he turned to kiss her she whipped a leg over the back of the couch, leaned back and pulled his chest over hers. They kissed hard for what felt like minutes. Her whimpers and moans. The little spasms her legs do when she's really turned on. Hips in motion. Gasps. Hands everywhere. She was on fire.

Breaking my hypnosis into their kissing, he lifts his powerful heft above her, adjusts his cock unemotionally, and rams it in. 'Help' she screamed and slapped him, then quickly held his face with both hands and whispered 'sorry, baby go go go' in his ear and then, with really no other way to describe it, he just fucked the living hell out of my beautiful busty Anne. I came three times. Anne came more times than i need to count and a few of which evoked sounds and motions i hadn't seen before. After an eternity, Joel came in my wife, slapped her ass, and said 'not bad' with a huge grin. 'Oh not bad??' she flirted back and left the room to get them a refresher.

They both sipped their beers while they flirted when Joel snapped 'Yo buddy ask your wife nicely to suck my big dick.'

I didn't want to make eye contact with Anne but i did. i had to see it myself. The look in Anne's eye said that she was in charge over me, irrefutably, until the end of time.

'Anne, honey, would you please suck Joel's fat cock?' and then tried smiling and gulping at the same time.

She raised an eyebrow at me, then turned an alluring glare on Joel. 'Let's see what I can do.' Her leg twitched. She was very turned on. This woman truly loved to suck cock. From the first lick to about four minutes later, I saw Joel lose it for the first time. That man's toes curled on both feet and his right leg shook like a dogs as he shot load after load down Anne's throat.

She licked her lips and smiled at him on the way back up to eye level. 'I love you' he blurted out, panting 'well stud you come get me when you need' she replied.

That night i laid on the couch while Joel and my Anne blew each other's minds with sex that felt like it shook the house at times. I'd say about 6 hours in total. I was worthless, and very turned on.

TODAY

I'm in the guest room across the hall from them. I wrote this down hoping you taste some of this pleasure. I hope you can vividly imagine the things I'm seeing and hearing right now. I hope you know in your heart your wife would do the same thing on a perfectly Fat Eight and a Half.