Her Bull in Your Bed

“How’s the hotel?” your wife asks.

“It’s good,” you reply as you leave your suitcase by the TV stand and head for the windows. You’re trying your best not to think about the fact that your wife’s bull will soon arrive at your house to spend the weekend with her while you’re out of town. You’re only partially succeeding.

“I wanted to thank you,” she says.

You open the curtains and stare out at the city view. They put you on the twentieth floor and it’s really rather spectacular. “Thank me? For what?” you ask.

“For always putting my needs first,” she answers. “You could have said no to this. Most men probably would have. Most men – even cuckolds – probably wouldn’t have been able to handle the idea of another man temporarily taking over the master bedroom.”

“I do want you to be happy,” you say.

“It’s going to be a very happy weekend,” she replies. “Very, very happy.”

Jealousy surges through you, for you’re not going to be the one seeing to your wife’s happiness this weekend. You’re not going to be there to watch, either. You’re not going to be there to participate in any way.

“I’m already wet, you know,” she says. “I’ve been wet all day. I’m just so excited to have him in our bed. I don’t know why.”

You walk away from the window and sit in the hotel bed. You reach between your legs and stroke your cock through your jeans. “I’m excited too,” you admit.

“Yeah?” she asks. “What about it excites you?”

You take your pants off, crawl into the bed and free your cock from your underwear as you sit against the pillows. You close your eyes and stroke your shaft, which is now almost fully erect. “I like the idea of someone else fucking you in our bed,” you say. “I don’t know, there’s just something so…so hot about it. We’ve slept in that bed for a decade. That room, that’s like the center of our marriage, and now you’re bringing someone else into it, someone who’s going to spend the weekend fucking you.”

“That’s right,” she says. “He’s going to fuck me in our marital bed. I’ve decided he’s going to fuck me on your side of the bed. He’s going to spend the weekend fucking, satisfying, and cumming in my pussy on your side of our marital bed.”

You spit into your hand and lube your cock with it. You stroke yourself swiftly and moan.

“Are you masturbating?” your wife asks.

“Yes,” you answer.

“I’m in our bed right now,” she says. “Though I suppose it will cease to be our bed the moment my bull steps into the house. Or maybe it won’t be until he fucks me in our bed that it will become the bed that he and I share. What do you think, baby? When will my bull claim our bed for himself? Will it be when he fucks me? Will it be when I cum all over his cock for the first time in our bed? Or will it be when he floods my pussy with his seed?”

All you can do is moan as you masturbate to the idea of someone else fucking your wife in your bed.

“Are you thinking about it, baby? Are you thinking about my bull fucking me in our bed?” she asks.

“Yes,” you admit.

“I’m on your side of the bed,” she says. “I just took my panties off. My skirt is up around my waist. My legs are spread. My pussy is exposed. I’m ready to be taken. If he was here I’d be begging him to fuck me.”

“Do it,” you say. “Beg him. Please, beg him to fuck you. Beg him to fuck you in our bed.”

“Mmm, you’re such a naughty cuckold,” she replies.

You listen to your wife moan. You hear the sounds of masturbation as she plays with her soaking wet pussy.

“Please, Peter, fuck me,” she says. Her bull’s name rings in your ears in the best way imaginable. “Please, fuck me in the bed I share with my husband. Fuck my married pussy. Take it from him in his bed. Take my pussy and make it yours.”

“Oh, fuck,” you say as your orgasm nears.

“Peter, cum inside me,” she says. “Claim my pussy. Claim my body. Claim the bed I share with my husband. Make me yours. Make me yours and cum deep inside me.”

“I’m cumming!” you cry out. “Holy shit, I’m cumming!”

“Me too!” your wife adds. You hear her wild, lusty moans. You know she’s cumming. You’d recognize those moans anywhere. She’s cumming just like you did. She’s cumming while thinking about her bull fucking her in your marital bed. She’s cumming so hard because it turns her on and that only makes your orgasm better.

“Thank you,” you say as the pulses of pleasure from your orgasm continue.

“You’re welcome,” she replies. “And thank you, both for the orgasm and for being willing to let another man sleep with your wife in your bed. Do you want to listen when he fucks me the first time?”

“I’d love to,” you say.

“He’ll be here in a few hours. I’ll call you when we’re in the bedroom. I’ll put it on mute so you can moan and masturbate to your heart’s content,” she replies. “Talk to you then. I love you.”

“I love you too,” you say.

She hangs up and you look down at the mess you’ve made in your bed. It puts a smile on your face, though, because you know it’s the first of many orgasms you’re likely to have this weekend.