Her Blue Collar Bull - Part 6

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Alan comes home to the sound of his wife pleasuring a man, but it's not the man he expected to see on his couch. The evening doesn't unfold quite as Hallie wanted it to - though she does cuck her husband - and she invites her bull over to set things right in the most wondrous way.

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The office had long since emptied out by the time Alan left for the day. Even his assistant Melanie had departed a bit early to go shopping for her date later that week, which would be her fourth with a man Hallie had set her up with. To hear Melanie talk of it, he seemed like a perfect future husband. He'd proven generous, he was rather gifted between his legs, and he seemed deeply appreciative of her affections, limited though they were after just a handful of dates.

As he got in the car, Alan called his wife to let her know he was on his way home. He got her voicemail, which usually meant she was with her bull. Alan's ride home suddenly got a lot more interesting as he imagined walking into his palatial home to the sounds of his wife pleasuring Eddie, the handyman who'd captivated Hallie - sexually speaking, at least - and continued to have his way with her whenever he saw fit.

The car parked in front of the house did not belong to Eddie, though. In fact, the luxury sedan likely cost twice what Eddie made in a year. Alan was disappointed to such a degree that he couldn't help but smile at how much of a cuckold his wife had turned him into.

Most men would be relieved to know that the handyman's cock wasn't balls deep in their wife, and yet Alan was borderline annoyed as he wanted nothing more than to walk into the house, strip naked, and get on his knees to watch as another man satisfied Hallie in all manner of ways. There was also the inevitable humiliation that Alan had slowly come to crave just as much as the sight of his wife cumming on another man's cock.

Before going inside, Alan peered into the unfamiliar car parked in his driveway. The interior was pristine, though, offering no hints as to its owner. Alan wondered if Hallie had bought a new car without telling him. She was free to spend money as she desired so it wasn't an impossible outcome, though her car wasn't anywhere near old, so it seemed unlikely.

To his great surprise, Alan was greeted by a moan when he walked into the house. A man's moan, to be specific. He stopped in the grand foyer and listened in hopes of discerning the source of the moan. Another followed. Louder this time. It sounded like it was coming from the back of the house.

Alan wondered if Eddie had come into money, if he'd upgraded his car and come over to show it to Hallie before putting her to work on his cock. It seemed impossible, but Eddie regularly bought lottery tickets so there was a tiny chance he'd gotten lucky.

The moans didn't sound like Eddie, though. They were different and Alan was stunned at the idea that his wife was pleasuring someone besides her bull. She didn't do that. She was loyal to Eddie. Had they had a falling out she hadn't shared with Alan?

Alan turned and followed the moans. Soon enough he was just a few steps away from their source. The door was open. He peered inside. He saw salt and pepper hair on the back of a man's head. He saw Hallie on her knees, though most of her body was blocked by the stranger. Alan's wife was giving a blowjob, though. He could hear the sounds of sucking from the doorway.

"God damn that feels good," the stranger said. "You suck cock so much better than she does."

Hallie's head moved down further, suggesting that she was swallowing the guy's cock. He moaned like any man would when being throated by an eager woman.

Alan wondered who his wife was being compared to. Was the man sitting on his couch married? Did he have a girlfriend? Was Hallie really a better cocksucker? Was it strange that Alan felt pride that his wife was so good with her mouth? Alan had nothing to do with that, of course, as Eddie had demanded that Hallie get better at sucking dick and she'd been so motivated to please her bull that she'd worked tirelessly at it.

"Hello, darling," Hallie said.

The stranger's head whipped around and an alarmed look washed over his face.

"It's okay," Hallie reassured him. "I told you, he's a cuckold. You don't have to worry about him. Even if you were his worst enemy he wouldn't do anything to stop me. In fact, I'd be willing to bet he's turned on right now. Maybe even hard."

The stranger smiled, turned back to Hallie, and put a hand on the back of her head. He guided her mouth to his cock and she resumed sucking him while Alan remained in the doorway. The blowjob got louder - no doubt a purposeful change on Hallie's part - and the stranger leaned back and moaned. Alan imagined that getting your dick sucked by another man's wife could absolutely be hotter with the husband watching and doing absolutely nothing about it.

"She said you like to watch," the stranger said. "Is that true?"

"Yes," Alan admitted.

"Well there's no reason you need to stand in the doorway, certainly not for my sake. If you want to watch your wife suck my cock, come on in."

For a long time, Alan hadn't been permitted to watch as Eddie preferred to be alone with Hallie as he used her body for his pleasure. That had changed in recent months and Alan was beyond thrilled at the change, but he wasn't entirely comfortable with watching his wife suck off this total stranger.

Still, Alan stepped into the room. He got a clearer view of the stranger's cock. Hallie's fingers were wrapped tightly around it, as were her lips. A wave of jealousy washed over Alan as he couldn't remember the last time Hallie had gone down on him in that manner, and yet he wasn't a man that loved blowjobs. He was, in fact, a man that loved the fact that his wife was more inclined to blow other men.

Hallie's head popped up and she wiped the saliva from her lips before smiling at Alan and then the stranger. "Do I really suck cock better than her?" she asked.

"You do. She'd need a lot of work to be as good as you," he said.

Hallie looked at Alan. "This is the man Melanie has been seeing for the past three weeks. The man I introduced her to. The man she's taken something of a liking to."

Melanie had set her sights on Alan. She had, in fact, decided she was going to take him from Hallie. Alan's wife had sniffed out her plan, though, and instead of getting Melanie fired or attempting to destroy her, she'd instead offered to help Melanie find a different rich man to marry. In exchange for her help, Hallie had extracted a promise that Melanie would cease trying to seduce Alan and that she would occasionally participate in his cuckolding and humiliation. Hallie had been true to her word, too, setting up dates for Melanie, including with the man Hallie was now pleasuring.

"I don't understand," Alan said. "Did he break it off with Melanie?"

"No, darling," Hallie replied. "I'm simply demonstrating to Melanie that she'll need to work harder to impress a potential husband. It wasn’t hard to lure him here with the promise of a blowjob from a married woman. Melanie seems to think that being young and beautiful is enough, but she's wrong. Painfully wrong, in fact. She needs to do a great deal more to keep the interest a wealthy man that could have damn near any woman he wants. She needs to blow his mind, like I blew yours, my love."

The stranger's cock disappeared into Hallie's mouth and she buried her nose in his pubic hair, holding him in her throat for what seemed like an impossibly long time as he moaned and groaned.

"Your lovely assistant doesn't seem to understand that she has competition, that there are lots of women that want to be married to man like David."

Alan knew most of the successful people in his field, but none were named David and he couldn't help but wonder where Hallie had found the man she was currently pleasuring.

"If I wanted him, I could have David," Hallie said. "If I wanted to leave you for him, Alan, I could. I could wrap him around my little finger. I could satisfy him in ways no woman has ever satisfied him. I could convince him that I would spend the rest of my life working to satisfy him, to be the perfect wife, the wife he deserves. If I wanted him - if I truly wanted him - all of that would be true, too. Melanie doesn't yet understand what it takes to actually land the kind of man she purports to want, so I'm teaching her a lesson."

Again Hallie deepthroated the man sitting on Alan's couch. Again David moaned, this time while grabbing Hallie's head with both hands. He began to thrust his cock in and out of her mouth, using it like little more than a hole meant for his pleasure.

"Get over here, cuckold," David instructed. "Fucking hell, get over here and get on your knees next to her."

Alan walked around the couch and dropped to his knees next to Hallie. He thought back to how he'd done so with Eddie sitting on that same couch. He smiled at the notion that Hallie now seemed perfectly comfortable expanding beyond serving her bull, that she was growing bolder in her role as Alan's cuckoldress.

"So your assistant sucked my dick three days ago and now your wife is sucking my dick," David said with a smile.

Alan watched his wife's lips move up and down the other man's shaft. She was working hard to pleasure him, using her hands to add extra stimulation for his cock and balls. Alan got the sense that his wife was putting on a show for him, though, that David was merely a means to either put Melanie in her place or try and teach her a valuable lesson about how much effort she'd have to put in if she actually wanted to marry a man of means.

"Oh, fuck, I'm close."

David's orgasm soon followed. Hallie's eyes went wide for a moment and then she sealed her lips tight around the head and caught his cum, just like any good woman would. It must have been one hell of a climax as it just kept going while David gripped the couch cushions and moaned skywards, filling the room with the sounds of a glorious orgasm.

As soon as he'd finished, Hallie kissed Alan, sharing the other man's cum with him. She stroked him through his pants as she did so, driving him wild with desire and spurring him to suck on her tongue - which tasted of cum - as he fell under her spell and forgot completely about the other man in the room.

David laughed. "Fucking hell. What kind of man takes someone else's load from his wife?"

The words were delivered in a condescending tone that Alan found bothersome. He wasn't the only one as Hallie turned towards David and slapped his cock so roughly that he doubled over in pain. She grabbed his balls and squeezed them tight.

"You ungrateful piece of shit," she said. "I just gave you the kind of pleasure few women are capable of providing and the best you can do is act like an asshole? Are you fucking kidding me? I should tear your balls off right here."

"No, no, I'm sorry!"

Hallie slapped his cock again. "I made a mistake in setting you up with Melanie, and I certainly made a mistake in inviting you over so I could suck your cock, though I did enjoy making you cum in my mouth. I would have done it again, too, and I probably would have let you fuck me at some point, but you revealed yourself to be an asshole, David, and now you don't get anything. In fact, if you don't stay in line, I'm going to go out of my way to fuck up your business and make sure that you can't find a date with a single worthy woman. Now, apologize to my husband, put your clothes on, and get the fuck out of my house."

Suitably chastened, David did as Hallie desired and left the house in a rush.

For his part, Alan was as impressed with his wife as he'd ever been and when she apologized profusely for bringing a man into the house who had no understanding of their sexual dynamic he forgave her without hesitation. It had been a largely thrilling encounter, after all, with the exception of the bit at the end.

"I could suck your dick to make it up to you," Hallie whispered between kisses against Alan's neck. "You could sit right where he did. I could take you in my throat. I could milk your cock with a long, slow blowjob and then share your load with you once it was over."

"I'd like that," he said. Alan was a cuckold, but he was also a man and he enjoyed a good blowjob as much as any other.

"Or," Hallie began with a smile, "I could call Eddie over, tell him I sucked off another man, and see what he wants to do with me."

"He doesn't know you gave David a blowjob?"

She shook her head. "Maybe he won't be annoyed. Maybe he'll get possessive, though. Maybe he'll want to spank me and fuck my ass while you watch. Maybe he'll want to make me throat his dick until my jaw his sore and my face is covered in spit. Maybe he'll just make me watch as you suck him off, punishing me by denying me the chance to enjoy his cock."

"You should definitely call Eddie."

Hallie smiled and caressed Alan through his pants. "I was hoping you'd say that."

Eddie showed up an hour later. His clothes were dirty. His brow was sweaty. He looked as though he'd worked a long, hard day as Hallie welcomed him to their home. She stepped close to kiss him, but Eddie kept her at arm's length, though he didn't strike Alan as angry.

"So, she sucked someone else's cock," Eddie said as he looked at Alan.

"She did. She sucked him off. We shared his cum. Then he was rude so she slapped his dick around and kicked him out of the house."

Eddie laughed and caressed Hallie's face in a remarkably gentle manner. "Some men just don't get it, do they?"

She shook her head.

"I'm not one of those men, though. I get it. I understand my place in this set up. I understand that it's my job to use you for my pleasure, to make you feel good by doing so, to make your cuck feel good by putting him in his place."

Hallie nodded and stepped closer to Eddie. She pawed at his crotch.

"Maybe your holes should stay empty today," Eddie said. "Maybe you should be punished for getting greedy and sucking off someone else. Maybe you should be punished for making a bad choice and sucking off someone that doesn't understand what a bull is supposed to be. Maybe you should have to be like your cuck. Maybe you should have to sit and watch with your hands behind your back as I masturbate, or as I make your husband suck my dick and my sweaty balls."

Hallie fell to her knees and Eddie smiled. "Let me pleasure you, Eddie. My pussy is wet at the thought of pleasuring a real man. Let me suck your sweaty balls. Let me suck your cock. Let me give you my holes."

He grabbed a handful of her hair. "They're already mine. They've been mine since the first time I fucked you. I think the time has come for us to make it official, though. Your holes belong to me, Hallie. You can give them to your husband whenever you desire, but you won't be giving them to other men unless I give you permission. Do you understand?"

She nodded. "I do, Eddie."

He stepped closer and pulled her face to his crotch. She kissed and pawed at his bulge, mouthing him through his jeans in a display of slutty desire that left Alan filled with the kind of cuck lust that drove him wild.

"Strip, cuckold," Eddie demanded. "Strip and get on your knees next to your wife."

Eddie was commanding in a way that David hadn't been. That much was clear the moment the bull walked into the house. It felt good - arousing, really - to do as Eddie desired, which is why Alan stripped and got on his knees next to Hallie without hesitation.

"Remove my pants, slut."

Hallie did as instructed, taking his underwear down as well.

"Each of you gets to suck a ball. Each of you gets to taste a day's worth of sweat on your bull's sack. Take turns. Hallie, you go first."

Alan watched his wife take Eddie's left testicle in her mouth. The smell was potent from a few feet away and it must have been overwhelming up close. She didn't hesitate, though, and she showed no signs of it being even slightly unpleasant to have him in her mouth. Instead, she sucked passionately while stroking his cock to an erection.

"Your turn, cuckold," Eddie said.

Alan moved closer. The smell of sweaty balls filled his nose. He parted his lips. He took the un-sucked testicle in his mouth. He ran his tongue over it. He sucked. He tasted sweat. He felt the blissful humiliation of sucking the sweaty testicle of the man that fucked his wife far more often than he did.

"Open your mouth, Hallie."

She parted her lips. Eddie directed his cock into her mouth and pushed it deep. She gagged as Alan sat back and watched, the taste of balls still on his tongue. Eddie held his cock in her throat as he looked down at her with a thrilling kind of aggression on his face.

"Open up, cuck."

Eddie's cock slid into Alan's mouth a moment later. It pushed against his throat. His eyes bulged. His stomach heaved. He nearly vomited. He held on, though, fighting off his gag reflex for the few seconds that Eddie held his cock there. Then he pulled out and slapped Alan across the face with his thick shaft.

Eddie gripped his shaft and masturbated over their faces. "You know, if you're hungry for other cocks, I have friends I could share you with, Hallie. Friends that would love to use a beautiful, wealthy married woman, that would love to treat you like a slut, to fill you with cock, to fuck you hard, to cum on your pretty face or those perky tits of yours. I even have friends that would happily fuck you while your husband watched. Are you desperate enough for new dick that you want something like that, Hallie?"

"If it would turn you on then I'd love to be shared with a friend of yours," she answered.

Eddie smiled. "Play with your cunt."

Hallie masturbated as the cock slid into Alan's throat. It happened so fast that he couldn't begin to control his gag reflex. He spit up. Saliva covered his chin. Eddie laughed while dick slapping him. Hallie moaned as the wet sounds of her masturbation filled the bedroom.

"What about you, cuck? How would you feel if I shared your wife with a friend of mine?"

"If it would make Hallie happy then it would make me happy," Alan answered.

Eddie laughed. "Of course it would. You're the perfect couple in that way, aren't you?"

They looked at each other and smiled. Hallie leaned in and kissed her husband, licking some of the saliva off his face in the process. She was generous with her tongue, too, probing his mouth and moaning while she did so.

"I think I'll fuck you in your bed," Eddie said.

He helped Hallie to her feet and they wound their way through the massive house and into the master bedroom. Alan followed and watched his wife crawl into the bed and wait on her hands and knees at the edge of the mattress.

"Would you like to watch from beneath your wife, cuck?"

"Yes, please."

"Go ahead and get into position."

Alan and Hallie arranged themselves into a 69 in the bed with his head nearly hanging over the edge. Eddie stripped fully, stepped up, and pushed his fingers into Hallie's pussy as his cock entered Alan's mouth. It was in his throat not long after and Eddie began to thrust slowly and deeply, filling Alan's mouth over and over, steeping him in both discomfort and a sense of service-based pleasure as he sucked on the cock that would soon be in his wife.

Eddie pulled out and took Hallie from behind. She lowered her hips so her pussy was closer to Alan's face, immersing him in the experience of her body welcoming the cock of a superior man over and over and over again. Juices dripped onto his face as the sounds of Eddie's hips slamming into her ass filled his head. Every once in a while Eddie's balls would brush against his face, pushing Alan just a little deeper into the humiliation that was inherent to watching on the bottom of a cuckold 69.

The sex was hard, fast, and passionate. Eddie pulled out every so often to fuck Alan's throat and slipped back into Hallie's pussy after a handful of deep thrusts. He used them both, pursuing pleasure with his cock while serving their needs, just as a good bull should.

"Lick my clit, cuck!" Hallie demanded as she neared her climax.

Alan lifted his head and extended his tongue. He licked his wife's clit furiously, flicking it back and forth as her legs began to tremble. Eddie fucked her harder and they came together, their moans and groans filling the air while Alan's cock remained untouched. Such was the fate of a cuckold, though, as Alan's pleasure often came not from an orgasm, but from the orgasms his wife and her superior lover experienced together.

Eddie pulled out and fucked Alan's throat a little to clean his cock. Hallie then sat up and lowered her pussy onto his face, feeding him the load her bull had just deposited inside her while Eddie played with her tits and kissed her passionately.

"Thank you for coming over," Hallie said to her bull as Alan's tongue probed her cunt. "Thank you for giving me what I needed, what only a man like you can give me."

"You're welcome," he said. The sound of his hand smacking her ass reverberated around the room. "No more fooling around with unworthy men. You deserve better, Hallie. Much better. So does your cuck."

"I know. I won't make that mistake again."

Another round of sensual kissing followed as Alan fed on the cum in his wife's pussy. Slow, deep, beautiful kissing. The kind that you share with someone that makes you feel things no one else can make you feel.

"Will you stay and fuck me again?" Hallie asked. "Maybe in the ass?"

Eddie laughed. "I will. I want you to fuck your husband first, though. Ride his dick. Make him cum in your pussy. Feed him his load. Then he can go pick up dinner while I pound your ass."

"With pleasure," Hallie said.

Soon enough Alan was inside her. Less than a minute later, he was eating his cum out of her. She hadn't cum, of course, but Alan's cock wasn't meant for making her cum. That was Eddie's job.

Alan just needed to be a good cuckold, and that was a job he was very well-suited to.