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.”

Mike groaned and stroked faster.

Darius smirked, hooked two fingers under the waistband of her panties, and ripped them off in one smooth yank. Lena’s glistening pink pussy was on full display, swollen and dripping. Darius rubbed the fat head of his cock up and down her slit, letting her feel every veiny inch.

“Tell him,” Darius growled.

Lena locked eyes with her husband. Her voice was breathy, shameless. “He’s so much thicker, Mike. Look at it. It’s going to stretch your wife’s married cunt wide open. This big black bull is going to ruin me for your little white dick.”

Mike’s eyes rolled back. Pre-cum poured over his fingers.

Darius pushed forward. The fat crown of his cock spread Lena’s lips obscenely. She cried out as the first thick inches sank inside her, her back arching hard off the bed.

“God yes! Stretch me! Stretch my fertile pussy!”

Darius gave her every inch in one long, relentless push until his heavy balls rested against her ass. Lena’s mouth fell open in a silent scream of pleasure. When he started to thrust, the wet, filthy sounds of her soaked cunt filled the room.

“Harder,” she begged, never breaking eye contact with Mike. “Fuck me like he never could. I want your superior seed, Darius. I want you to knock me up while my husband watches.”