The Wife the Bull & the Cuckold Ch. 16

All Characters are 18 years or older.

Sally and Steve have been together for a long time. Steve is a really nice man and that could be the problem. Now Sally wants more, she wants a firmer hand, she wants to be controlled and she wants to try new things, and another man.

Steve will do anything for Sally and he confides in a work colleague who tells him exactly what to do to make his wife happy... and so it begins....

Keep reading,because as the story moves on, you'll meet various Cucks, more Bulls and even another Hot wife!

Readers, please note that this story may jump categories as it includes, BDSM, HotWife, Cuckolding, Group Sex, Voyeurism, MMF Sex, MMMF sex, and DP

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The Wife the Bull & the Cuckold Chapter 16

It was such a horny sight...

As Sally moved across and knelt down by the side of Steve, she couldn't help but stare at his mouth stretched so wide to accommodate Alan's huge cock as it now slipped easily down his throat. Steve's body was being pushed forward with every thrust of Rick's big cock, which was pumping hard and fast into Steve's willing ass. The result was just what Alan had wanted; Alan's big swollen balls were tapping against Steve's chin with each push. One of his big hands held Steve's head steady and, although his eyes were definitely bulging and watering, Steve was clearly enjoying himself as he rubbed his own hard cock. Sally stroked Steve's cheek as she reached out to stroke Alan's big balls and, cupping them with one warm hand, she reached out to catch and fondle Rick's heavy balls with the other hand with each thrust

Alan wanted to suck on Sally's nipples, so he told her to lean over him and dangle her tits in his mouth... It was so horny - she was now behind Alan and facing Steve and Rick. Alan began to suck and bite on the very ends of her nipples - and he moved his hands to her big tits to squeeze and slap them. Sally loved it and threw her head back and began to moan.

Alan suddenly stopped. He roared as he pulled out of Steve's mouth and threw his head back and began to cum.

At almost the same time Rick called out and he climaxed too.

As Sally pulled back and surveyed the scene, it was clear that Steve had cum quietly, but had climaxed just the same.

For a few moments, everything seemed still and quiet. Sally looked around and realised that she would just have to wait for the men to recover and she would get more attention another time.

Sally found her back lace chemise and slipped it on as she moved over to the sofa. Sally had absolutely loved it all, the fucking, the sucking, all the attention. It was marvellous, delicious in every possible way. She was sore, but hell, who cares, she loved it! Seeing them, experiencing this, wow, it had been just great and such a turn on watching Steve being fucked both ends and him enjoying it. She fleetingly imagined what it might feel like if it was her being fucked both ends like that, or better still fucked in every hole at once - three cocks?

She told herself not to be so greedy, but she smiled to herself. No harm in having another dirty fantasy. After all, she had never really thought this fantasy of hers would ever actually happen. First one dominant man, then two... you never know... and she giggled to herself again.

Rick was up and in the bathroom first, followed by Alan who went in the opposite direction, presumably to another bathroom somewhere else in the house.

Steve stood up and looked over at Sally with a sheepish grin. 'What do you think, Sally, was that OK?'

'Absolutely. Was it OK for you?' she replied.

'Oh god, yes, very, very ok.'

'You looked like you were enjoying yourself.'

'Yes, I must admit I loved it, loved those two calling the shots. What about you Sally? I loved watching them make you cum and cum. '

Sally smiled at Steve and dipped into the bathroom as Rick emerged. Soon everyone were back and dressed and Sally, Steve and Rick were ready to go. Sally kissed Alan goodbye, thanking him for everything. 'Let's meet again soon, very soon,' Alan said, and he hugged her close.'

***

A few days later...

Alan couldn't help but think back over the events of the previous week. Not that much about the business side of things, but the sex had been awesome. His thoughts drifted back to the night he'd met up with Rick and Steve and Steve's gorgeous wife Sally at the Troubadour restaurant. Alan had persuaded them to go back to his house and one thing led to another. They had ended up fucking Sally all around the block and back and she obviously loved it. Submissive Steve had been made to watch or hold Sally's legs open while either Rick or Alan fucked her, then he had to drip lube in her ass and stretch open her ass cheeks, ready for one of their cocks to fuck that ass.

What a night. They had also made Steve deep throat Alan's monster cock while Rick fucked Steve hard in the ass. Alan knew they all loved it, especially Steve, the hidden submissive. Alan had decided that now that he knew about all this, he intended to take full advantage of the arrangement.

Alan absolutely adored Sally's huge tits and that big ass and dripping wet pussy, mmm. He couldn't get enough of her and intended to have a lot more of her at the very earliest opportunity.

His phone rang, breaking into his thoughts and his assistant, Simon, said that there was a call for him, and that the caller was Melissa, who said that she was a friend from Las Vegas.

'Shall I put her through sir?' Simon asked.

Surprised, Alan told him to connect the call.

'Well, hello, what a lovely surprise. How are you, Melissa?' Alan asked.

'I'm well, very well. What about you? Business good?' she asked.

'Yes, it's great, thank you, everything is great actually. So, is everything alright? Is this just a hello catch up call or is there something that I can do for you?' he asked her, fleetingly remembering her lovely smile and the excellent sex that they'd had.

'Well, of course it's great to catch up. I'm still in Vegas actually, but I did call in the hope that you might do me a favour,' she replied.

Alan's heart sank a little, he had momentarily hoped that he could wine and dine her again and, of course, fuck her hard and fast, gentle and slow, just like the last time, but never mind.

It had been Melissa that had saved him from the state of depression that he had entered into after his wife had passed. They had met in Las Vegas and it was Melissa who had reminded him that he was a strong, dominant man. She explained how she thought that women wanted to be treated. 'Treat the women in your life very well in public. Take them to all the best places, buy them the best food and wine, let them know that they are wanted, appreciated, and respected, but make sure that once you get them into your bed, they do exactly as you want them to do - whatever it is. Be the strong powerful man that you so naturally are, live your life, don't dwell in the past.' She had told him what no one else had. He was convinced that Melissa and her advice had helped him to become the confident man, both in business and in the bedroom. He was grateful to her, and he knew he'd grant any favour if he could.

'Of course I'll do you a favour, just tell me what I can do.' Alan replied.

'Thank you. It's just that my brother, Mario, is coming over to London and he needs help to find his feet. He doesn't know anyone, you see. He's just coming for an extended holiday, just to get away from things.'

'Oh really, and what is it that he needs to get away from?' Alan asked suddenly, feeling a little suspicious.

'Oh, you know how life goes sometimes, Alan, I remember you needed to get away from things once, didn't you?' she said as she reminded him, albeit gently, of what she'd done for him in Las Vegas, making him feel bad for his suspicions. He could easily look after Melissa's brother after all she had done for him.

'Yes, yes of course, no problem, I'll watch out for him. Give me his details.'

'Thanks so much. He arrives at Heathrow tomorrow. Here are his flight details,' and she rattled off the flight number, airline and arrival time.

'Wow, so soon?' Alan said, again, wondering about the rush. 'Of course, no problem, I'll be there to meet him. Let's stay in touch then, shall we?' he asked.

'Yes of course,' she replied, and they said goodbye.

Alan checked his watch and made plans to collect Mario and take him to... where? He realized that he hadn't asked where Mario was staying. Alan just hoped that Mario was independent and wouldn't need to stay at Alan's place. Oh fuck. What had he let himself in for?

***

With his assistant, Simon, driving, Alan made it to the airport with time to spare and decided to wait in the arrivals hall to hear that the flight had landed while Simon waited with the car in the short-term car park. Alan had arranged for a small sign to be made up with Mario's name to hold up when travellers from his flight came through customs.

He had no idea what Mario looked like, so when the flight arrival was called, he stood up and held the sign and waited to be approached by someone that looked vaguely like a relative of Mellissa.

Various people looked his way and then eventually, a tall, very suntanned man approached him.

'Are you Alan?' he asked. 'Man, I'm so pleased to meet you. Thank you, thank you so much for being here.'

'Yes, I'm Alan, and you're welcome, nothing is too much trouble for Melissa's brother. Let's go, my car is close by, I'll just call my driver. Where do you want to go, where can I take you?' Alan asked.

'Well, it's a little embarrassing,' Mario said, 'but the place I had arranged to stay messaged me on the plane to tell me that it was double booked. So, I don't have anywhere to go at the moment. I messaged Mel and she said that you would look after me. I don't want to take advantage of your hospitality, you know, it's just great that you have picked me up here, so perhaps you could take me to a local hotel or something?'

'Don't worry,' Alan said, hoping he wouldn't regret it. 'You can stay with me for a few days till you find something suitable, ok?'

'That's marvellous,' Mario said, 'Mel told me what a great guy you are.'

... and that's how it began. It was great at first. Mario was a decent man. That first night Alan suggested that they visit the local Italian restaurant and Mario had insisted on paying for dinner.

They talked about Alan's business and how he'd met Melissa. Mario told of growing up with an Italian father and an English mother and his beautiful sister.

Inevitably, the conversation moved to women and sex.

'So, what do you do for sex around here?' Mario asked. Alan laughed out loud at his directness.

Mario smiled broadly. 'Well Melissa told me that your wife had passed away, but you were moving on and that sex and women were a big thing for you. She sort of indicated that you could help me to meet people, too.'

'Oh, did she?' Alan said with a twinkle in his eyes. 'Well, I'm not sure about that,' Alan replied.

'So, do you have a girlfriend at the moment and, if so, does she have a friend that might like me?' Mario asked and laughed.

'Well,' Alan said laughing too, 'I don't have a girlfriend, but I've got a good arrangement with a woman who I've recently met.'

'Oh really, sounds intriguing, what sort of arrangement?' Mario asked.

'It's a cuckold arrangement. The lady in question is called Sally and she is what would be known as a hotwife. Her husband, Steve, wants her to be happy, so he watches while I fuck her. It's a marvellous arrangement.'

'Wow, that does sound marvellous,' Mario said, 'and what's she like, this Sally?'

'Actually, she is bloody gorgeous. Massive tits, curvy body smooth bald cunt and marvellous ass and very willing,' Alan said.

'Wow, she sounds like my sort of woman. Can I meet her?' Mario asked.

'Well, I've only just met her myself,' Alan replied, 'so we will have to see how it goes.'

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