Cuckold Sees Bull Breed His Wife

Mike sat in the upholstered chair at the foot of their king-sized bed, heart hammering so hard he could feel it in his throat. Lena, his stunning 28-year-old wife, was already on her back in the middle of the mattress wearing nothing but a tiny pair of white lace panties that barely covered her smooth, shaved mound. Her nipples were stiff, her cheeks flushed. She kept glancing at him with that wicked, loving smile she always wore when they dove deeper into their shared kink.

Tonight was different. Tonight Lena was ovulating. They had tracked it for weeks. Both of them had admitted, in filthy late-night whispers, how badly they wanted to see a huge black bull breed her while Mike watched every second.

The doorbell rang.

Lena’s breath caught. Mike stood on shaky legs and let Darius in. The man was everything they had hoped for, six-foot-four, heavily muscled, with dark skin that seemed to drink the bedroom light. He wore a tight black t-shirt and grey sweatpants that did nothing to hide the thick, heavy outline of his cock. When he smiled at Lena, she actually whimpered.

Darius didn’t waste time. He climbed onto the bed, pulled Lena up by the back of her neck, and claimed her mouth in a deep, hungry kiss. Their tongues slid together loudly. Mike sank back into the chair, unzipped his pants, and wrapped his hand around his smaller, already leaking dick.

Lena moaned into Darius’s mouth as his big hands roamed over her tits, squeezing, pinching. When he slid one hand down and cupped her pussy through the soaked lace, she broke the kiss with a gasp.

“Oh fuck… Mike, baby, he’s already so much bigger. Just his fingers feel thicker than your whole cock.”