She Shares All the Dirty Details

She's just been with her bull and now she's back with you and she can't wait to share all the dirty details of her encounter while teasing you, her loving cuckold husband.

She straddles you, reaches up to caress your face, and asks, “Do you know who bought me this lingerie?”

“I did,” you say as she grinds her crotch into yours, inspiring excitement and half an erection in the process.

“Yes, you did,” she says. “Do you remember the first time I wore it?”

“On our first anniversary,” you say as the memory of that night comes flooding back. She modeled the lingerie for you. She even did a seductive little dance before dropping to her knees and taking you in her mouth. She offered you the most wonderful blowjob you’d ever had and then took you inside her. She rode you until you both experienced mind-bending orgasms. It was the perfect way to begin your anniversary vacation.

“You’re thinking about that night, aren’t you?” she asks.

“I am,” you say.

“Do you like that I wore this beautiful lingerie for him tonight? Do you like that I wore the lingerie you bought me for my bull?” she asks.

You nod as your erection aches painfully in your pants.

“He liked it too,” she says. “He liked that I wore lingerie my husband bought me. He liked the idea of fucking me in something you bought me. He liked that I wanted to wear it for him, that I wanted to wear something that was special to both of us for him.”

Your hands move down her back and you grasp her perfect ass. She moans and smiles.

“He couldn’t keep his hands off my ass either,” she says. “Does that turn you on? Does it thrill you to know that my bull’s strong hands played with my ass just like you’re playing with my ass?”

You nod.

She leans down and kisses you softly. Her lips move to your cheeks and neck. She kisses you every step of the way, filling you with lust. “He felt bigger,” she says. “His bulge. It felt bigger than yours. I was wetter for him, too. My pussy was soaked with desire for him. It was soaked with desire for that big bulge in his pants.

She climbs off of your lap and rolls onto her side, pulling you with her. You kiss passionately as her hands move between your legs and you caress the soft skin of her thigh. Her tongue darts into your mouth and you moan. Her passion is infectious and you can’t help but feel an overwhelming desire for your wife. You know another man was inside her tonight, but you still want her. You crave her.

“Do you like that my bull has a bigger cock than you do?” she asks.

“Yes,” you say. You’re not sure why, but that’s always turned you on. Mostly, you like that your wife likes it so much.

“I do too,” she says. “In fact, I really, really like that he has a bigger cock than you.” She kisses your neck and moans. “He makes me feel so good, baby. His big cock makes me feel so good when he fucks me.”

You reach between her legs. You feel the warmth and wetness there. You can’t help but think about the fact that his big cock was inside her less than an hour ago, that he fucked your wife and sent her home to you.

She wriggles free from your grasp and moves to her knees. She lifts your shirt and pushes her hand into your jeans. You turn and kiss her breasts through the thin, tight fabric of the white lingerie you bought her so many years ago.

Her fingers find their way to your stiff cock. She strokes you in your pants and you moan. It feels so good.

“My fingers found his cock,” she says. “I reached into his pants and I stroked him. I made him moan for me. I can’t describe how exciting it was to touch him, to feel him, to discover how hard he was for me. I can’t tell you how wet it made me to know that my bull, that this incredible man, wanted to fuck me.”

She kisses you. Her tongue enters your mouth as she plays with your cock. She finds the precum dripping from the tip and uses it to tease you. You moan as she sucks on your tongue.

She deftly unbuttons your jeans and yanks the zipper down. She pulls your cock free from your pants and kisses her way down your chest and stomach.

“I sucked his cock,” she says. “I sucked another man’s cock today. I sucked his cock like a good girl because that’s what he wanted from me.”

She kisses the head of your cock as her skillful use of such dirty language sinks in. She’s teasing you and she’s doing it expertly. She’s trying to drive you a little bit crazy and it’s working.

“He told me I was a good cocksucker,” your wife says. “He called me a cocksucker and it turned me on. It made my pussy gush, baby. It made me want him even more. It made me need him. It made me crave him. I crave the way he takes control, the way he dominates me, the way he makes me feel like I was made to give him pleasure.”

You know the feeling. You can’t help but feel the same way about your wife. She takes the head of your cock into her mouth and sucks hard. Her tongue swirls around and you moan. You can’t help but moan. The pleasure is intense.

She releases your cock from her lips and curls up next to you again. She kisses you. She shares the taste of your cock with you. She pushes her tongue into your mouth. You suck on it. You taste your precum.

“I wish you’d been there,” she says. “I wish I could have kissed you after sucking his cock. I wish I could have shared the taste of my bull’s big, beautiful cock with you. Would you have enjoyed that, honey? Would that have turned you on?”

“Yes,” you say. You’re completely lost in it now. Almost anything related to your wife and her bull would have turned you on.

You can see the excitement on her face. She likes that. She likes that you’d be willing to kiss her after she’s had another man’s cock in her mouth.

“Even if you could taste his cock on my lips and tongue?” she asks.

“Yes,” you say.

Her fingers find their way around your cock once more. She strokes you. You can hear the slippery sound of her saliva on your dick.

“You’re so naughty,” she says.

Your wife moves to her knees and you move behind her. You put your arm around her waist and she moans while pressing her ass into your cock.

“He took me from behind,” she says. “He pulled that little thong aside and he slid his big, beautiful cock into me from behind.”

You kiss her neck and she reaches back to play with your cock. You want to be inside her, but you know that’s not your choice. If she wants you to fuck her, she’ll tell you. Otherwise, you’re hers to play with.

“He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled back as he fucked me on my hands and knees. He buried his big, beautiful cock inside me over and over. He made me scream, baby. He made me scream in pleasure,” she explains.

She strokes your cock a little faster.

“You want to fuck me, don’t you?” she asks.

“Yes,” you answer.

“You know it would only disappoint me, right?” she asks. “You know that he’s superior to you, that he fucks me so much better than you that I would only be disappointed if I let you inside me, right?”

It hurts, but it’s true. “Yes,” you admit.

“Do you still want to fuck me?” she asks.

“No,” you say. Of course you still want to be inside her, but you don’t want to disappoint her. You don’t want to be a source of displeasure for your wife. You want her to be able to enjoy the pleasure she experienced with her bull.

She falls to her back and spreads her legs. She smiles. “Do you want to make me happy?”

“Yes,” you say.

“Then worship my pussy,” she says. “Worship my slippery, freshly-fucked, cum-filled pussy. Eat my bull’s load out of me. Lick up the cum that he deposited deep in your wife’s cunt.”

Your heart pounds and your cock throbs as you kiss your way down her body.

“That’s it,” she says. “Be a good cuckold. Eat my messy pussy. Clean up his mess and I’ll let you cum, baby. Clean up his mess and I’ll even make you cum.”

You kiss her pussy through the thin material of her lingerie. You feel the dampness against your lips. You lick them clean. You taste the saltiness of his seed.

“Do it,” she says.

You glance up and see a feverish look in her eyes. She’s excited. She’s beyond excited, in fact. She wants you to devour her messy pussy. She wants you to lick up his load. She wants you to clean it all.

You pull aside the strip of white fabric. You push your tongue inside her. You eat her out. You clean up the cum. You lick up his mess. You revel in the opportunity to lick someone else’s load out of her.

“Fuck,” she says. “That’s so fucking hot. Eat me, baby. Eat my messy cunt. Clean it up. Lick up his load. Swallow it. Eat his cum.”

You do as you’re told. You push your tongue deep inside her. You lick up his load. You clean it all up. You swallow every drop.

“Now make me cum,” she says. “Lick my clit. Get me off.”

You turn your attention to her clit. You lick it feverishly. She grabs a handful of your hair and pulls you close. She smears his cum and her juices on your face as you work to make her climax.

She cums. She cums hard. Her eyes close and her face contorts in that beautiful way that happens when she has a particularly good orgasm.

She gently pushes you away and lies back as the pleasure of the orgasm seems to wash over her. After a few moments she looks at you and smiles.

“You can cum inside me if you promise to clean it up,” she says.

You were certain she wouldn’t want you to fuck her. Her suggestion catches you off guard. You’d do just about anything to fuck her, so you slide into her pussy without taking your pants off. You cum almost immediately. You’re too turned on. It feels too good. You bury your cock inside her and spill your seed.

“Clean your mess,” she says. “Now.”

You pull out. You go to work cleaning your mess. You show her that you’re a good cuckold.