A Visit From a Bull Part 2
Author note: I had intended A Visit From a Bull to be a stand alone story but got enough positive feedback and requests for another chapter that I decided to continue on. Thank you to those who contributed nice comments. In the first part an older couple invites a younger man over to sexually satisfy the wife. You may wish to read that part first.
A few days after our visit from Sir, Rita and I were waking up and she spooned behind me. I felt her luscious breasts pressed against my back. She reached around my waist and fondled my cock. Her touches felt wonderful despite my being somewhat flaccid. She cupped my balls and massaged them. My cock hardened a bit. She pinched it at the base between her thumb and two fingers and began to jerk me off. I concentrated on enjoying the stimulation. With no chemical help I was still small but it sure felt good.
As she stroked she made sure she ground her tits against my back. It was a great way to wake up. As she pumped my cock I could feel myself building. "Oh, yes, Rita. Don't stop. I'm cumming!" My body shook as I ejaculated. She continued to jerk me slowly as I enjoyed my climax. As my body relaxed I laughingly said, "I guess we need to do the sheets today."
She agreed and then, as she wiped her cum covered fingers on my thigh, blurted out, "All I seem to be thinking of since the other day is feeling Sir's big cock filling my pussy!"
I was silent. What could I say after such a nice awakening?
She continued, "Are you okay? Should I not have brought it up? Now I feel bad."
"No, honey, it just caught me by surprise. You know I care about how you feel. Are you saying you want to invite him back?"
"I guess I am. It was so intense and satisfying. But it felt like he was really hard on you by humiliating you. I hate to put you through that again."
"Rita, this may seem weird, but it was kind of a turn on. His cock really was big and the whole submission thing was kind of exciting. I don't understand it myself."
"Well, if you're sure, honey, I'd love to have another visit from him."
"Okay, I'll drop him a line."
A few days later there was another knock on the door. I looked across at Rita. She had dressed less formally this time, but in a much more tight fitting outfit. A white tee shirt that hugged her tits and teasingly showed her nipples and yoga pants. She had her legs a bit apart and her cameltoe was obvious to me.
As for me, Sir had instructed me to answer his knock in the nude. I headed to the door and opened it to him. He stood looking me up and down, silent. I nervously looked up and down the street hoping that no one was in sight. Fortunately no one was. After about 15 seconds (which seemed like an hour) he greeted me. "Hello my cum slut boy. Take me to that hot wife of yours. Or perhaps more accurately, that slut of mine."
He stepped through the door and walked over to Rita. "Wow, my slutty girl, you look ravenous in that outfit!"
"Thank you, Sir."
"I'm in a mood to ease into things today. Boy, lay down on your back in front of me." I did so. "My girl, straddle his face and grind your clothed pussy on it."
"Yes, Sir."
Rita stepped astride my torso. I looked up at her, enjoying her sexy curves in those tight clothes. The cameltoe above me. Her breasts above that in the way of my seeing her face. She lowered herself down, her calves over my arms and knees on the floor slightly above my head. Her crotch approached my face. Then it covered my mouth and nose. The soft, tight material of her pants ground onto my face. She really worked it. I enjoyed the pussy smells emanating from her. The material was getting moist. Some from my saliva but mostly from her wetness.
Sir said, "Yes, keep it up. Sometimes I like to watch clothed sex. Teasing me about that body underneath. Getting all wet and ready for my cock! Even our cumslut boy looks like he's getting a bit excited. His cock is actually standing up"
Rita continued to grind and get wetter for several more minutes. Finally Sir said, "Okay, let's move to the bedroom. Girl, take off those pants. Leave that sexy tee shirt on for a while. I like it."
Rita slipped off her pants and we headed for the bedroom. Once there Sir stripped down, once again exhibiting his substantial, shaved cock. It sprung straight out as his pants released it. He climbed onto the bed near the headboard, arranged a pillow behind him, and leaned back against it. "Girl, I could enjoy a blow job." Rita got on her knees between his legs and licked a spot of precum off the tip. "Like that taste, girl?"