A Visit From a Bull
There it was. The knock on the door. My heart rose into my throat. My hands shook a bit. I looked across at my wife, Rita, who was sitting across the living room from me. She looked sexy as hell wearing a red, loose skirt and a tight, white sweater. Both showed off her amazing curves. I knew that those were the only articles of clothing she had on. She gave me a nervous smile and a nod. Telling me to go ahead and answer the knock.
It had begun a few weeks earlier. Well, actually a while before that. My 60 some year old body was failing me. More exactly, one part of my body. You guessed it. Erectile difficulties. The blue pills helped a bit, but only a bit. I was feeling like a sexual failure.
My 55 year old wife, however, was seemingly more interested in sex than at any previous point in our relationship. The freedom of the empty nest and getting past menopause had her constantly wanting a good fuck- as she was now voicing it. I did my best to satisfy her and had learned how to put my mouth and hands to good use. However, as she put it, sometimes a woman just wants a good fucking.
To top it off, Rita's appearance was as gorgeous and sexy as ever. Her face- beautiful with a sexy, mischievous smile. Reddish hair (admittedly helped with a little dye) curled in waves down to her shoulders. Possibly a few pounds over her medically ideal weight but exactly at what I considered an ideal weight. Nicely rounded ample breasts and wide hips. When wearing a skirt her thighs were teasingly strong looking.
Anyway, a few weeks before we had a serious discussion about our relationship. She reassured me that there was no one she would rather be married to or partnered with. She appreciated my efforts to satisfy her sexual needs. But she admitted again that sometimes a highly sexual woman just wants a good fuck from a big cock.
On my side of the discussion I had confessed that, as my sexual capabilities were lessening, I had been fantasizing more and more about submission- being dominated by and satisfying others sexually as a priority over my own needs. Her response surprised me. She said that she also fantasizes about getting sexually dominated by a strong male.
So there it was. I stewed over it for a few days and finally resigned myself to the only solution I had come up with. I offered to bring in a bull to cuckold me and give her a good fuck.
She replied that she couldn't do that to me. I insisted that it was the only way that I would feel that I wasn't disappointing her. I said she wasn't doing it for me- that it was to satisfy both of us.
She asked where. I said that I would want to be present to make sure she was safe and that she would know that I was okay with things. So the easiest place would be right at home. Finally she agreed to give the plan a try.
That night she gave me a very enthusiastic blow job and when I went down on her she went wild. She admitted that the plan had her very excited.
So I had spent some time on the internet and came in contact with a 40 year old guy who presented himself as a bull. He was shorter than me- 5 foot 10- and 200 pounds. His pic showed him to be stocky and athletic. Handsome, rugged face with dark hair.
We exchanged several emails. He was fine with coming in and having us both present. In fact he said he liked humiliating the husband. He laid out several requirements. I was to answer the door and motion him in. I was to be silent the entire visit. He would be referring to me as "boy" and to Rita as "my girl." Meaning his girl of course. We were to refer to him as "Sir." We set up a date and time for him to visit.
And now there was knocking at our door.
I opened it. His pics were accurate. I started to welcome him in but he interrupted me. "Remember, not a sound out of you. If I ask you a question- or if your wife does- you can nod or shake your head." I nodded and held the door. He stepped in and headed over to where my Rita sat.
"Hello. You are certainly gorgeous, my girl. I love the outfit."
"Thank you, sir. You are very handsome. And very buff. Welcome to our home."
Sir sat in an armchair. "My girl, come over here and sit in my lap." My wife did so. "Feel free to grind your ass into me. Your ass can feel my cock grow and harden as we get to know each other." He looked at me and winked as he fondled one of her knees, his fingers disappearing suggestively up the hem of her skirt.
"Boy! Get naked!"
I nodded and slowly took off my shirt. His hand moved to her other knee. I was already barefoot so I undid my belt and unbuttoned my jeans. Lowered my zipper. His hand moved up to cup one of her breasts.
"No bra, my girl. I like it. Not much sag for an old girl either." I could see him rolling the nipple between his thumb and finger. "Go on, boy, drop those pants."
I obeyed and tossed the pants and shirt onto a chair. I stood there in my boxers. "C'mon, boy, all the way. Let's see what you've got."
I lowered my shorts and kicked them away.
Oddly enough, seeing him playing with Rita had me a bit excited. I can't claim that IĀ had a super erection, but my cock was showing more life than it had been lately. Semi-hard. Still on the small side, but at least not completely shrunken. However, this did not much impress Sir.
He looked at her and said, "My girl, I don't blame you for needing reinforcements. Look at that pitifully small thing. Boy, come closer. I want to check it out better. I can hardly tell it's a cock from here."
I stepped closer. He reached out and gave my cock a sharp flick with a finger. I flinched and he laughed. I noticed that Rita failed in her attempt to suppress a smile.
"So, my girl, do you feel anything like that under your ass?"
"No, Sir. I feel a much bigger and harder bulge under my butt. Does my ass on it feel good?"
"Yes, my girl. Very good. Let's move on. Boy, go over there and sit on the floor with your legs apart. And keep your hands off of that small appendage of yours."
"Yes. Sir." I went over and leaned back against a chair with my hands at my sides.
"Now, my girl, how about a bit of a lap dance for me?" Rita climbed off his lap. Even without any music she was able to gyrate suggestively. Her hips swung around. At times she cupped her breasts. She lifted her skirt occasionally- both facing Sir and facing away- exposing more and more of her thighs. Then she pulled her sweater over her head and threw it aside. Now her tits were bouncing along with her other parts. I got a good look when she turned and pointed her ass at Sir. I so wanted to fondle my cock, but I refrained from doing so.
As Rita danced topless, she continued to lift her skirt seductively. She backed up between his knees and twerked her ass at him, lifting her skirt over her ass.
"My girl, no panties either! Very nice." He gave her ass a spank. She lowered her bare ass onto his lap and ground onto his cock, which was so large that I had noticed the bulge from across the room. "I like that also. Keep it up." Instead she turned around, straddled one of his knees, and ground her pussy on his thigh while she pressed her tits into his face. He cupped them and pressed them harder against his cheeks.
After a few minutes of that she backed away and stripped off the skirt, dropped to her knees, and began undoing his pants. While she worked on that he unbuttoned his shirt. His 6 pack abs came into view. Rita gave them a quick kiss then went back to his pants. He lifted his hips and she pulled them off. Of course, he wore no underwear.
His cock popped free and stood tall and thick. I had seen bigger- but only in porn videos. He was probably 7-8 inches long, very thick, and circumcised. Rita's eyes widened. She looked at me and smiled, mouthing the words "thank you." She grabbed the base and immediately licked around his cockhead.
"Good girl," Sir encouraged her. She gathered a gob of saliva in her mouth and spit it onto his cock. She spread it around the shaft with her hand.
As she rubbed it around she said, "Sir, there's no way I can fit this huge prick entirely into my mouth."
"I understand.girl. You're making a good start. Boy, come over here." I stood up and went by him. He grabbed my cock. "See what a real cock looks like, boy? Your wife is about to have the time of her life. Quality time she never got with you. Look at that. You just got harder. You are getting off on being humiliated! Now kneel down next to her to get a better look." I did so. "Get your face right in there next to hers."
Rita was sucking on the tip while stroking the shaft with her hand. Then she began to alternate between licking the tip, sucking on it, and bobbing her head up and down- fucking it with her face.
