WhilWhile Cuckolding Phone Sex – A New Bull On The Farm – Part 2

He slid his hands around my hips and back to my bottom. He squeezed my juicy ass cheeks and my legs automatically began to spread. I realized there was no going back as he lifted me off my feet and carried me towards the house for cuckolding phone sex.

He stopped, only for a moment to open the door, and then gently shut it behind him. I was face to face, tongue to tongue in his delicious mouth. Yes, I wanted every bit of him, from his mouth down to that nice bulge in his jeans.

I wanted to rip off everything, expose his entire body for my pleasure.

He laid me down on the couch in the sitting room and I sat up, staring deep into his dark eyes. I pulled him closer and began to unbuckle his belt. It seemed to take forever, but I think that was just my anticipation for cuckolding phone sex.

I was right! His cock was about twice the size of my husband’s both in length and girth. He was huge. I wondered if I could really handle this monstrous cock, but I was determined to try. Mmm, I wanted to taste that savory sauce that I was going to completely drain from his nice, full sac.

I slowly ran my teeth, just slightly, over the tip of his thick dick and reared back to clean the precum that had drizzled out the end. Then, I worked my way down that long shaft to the base where I gagged for a moment. In my excitement, I just wanted to swallow that entire cock, let the thickness fill my throat until that glistening juice shot out. But this was making my pussy so wet and I really needed a good stretching.

As a matter of fact, I wondered whether this might be a good thing. After all, my husband had always told me that I deserved a big dick and he mentioned during sex how he would love to see me left gaping by a penis much larger than his for cuckolding phone sex.

Boy, did I find one!

I started anticipating my husband coming home as I worked up and down his shaft sucking and licking that big hard rod. The excitement was growing inside him as I felt the hardness of his cock become profound.

Just then, I heard a vehicle door shut and someone walking up the steps. This was not just anyone, it was my sweet husband. I did not want him to be mad. Actually, I was hoping it would please him to know that I had found such a nice stud to fulfill his fantasy of seeing me get fucked by someone with such a large cock during cuckolding phone sex.

I kept at it until he entered. Then I turned to introduce the man, Jon, to my very surprised husband.

“Jon came by to apply for the farmhand job and we sort of got started on a few things. He said he didn’t mind if you watch. Babe, look at this big manly cock.”

My husband stood for a minute, then smiled.

He positioned himself on the end of the couch and told me to continue. At his approval, I went wild with lust. The intensity increased as I wanted to please my husband for giving me such a gift as cuckolding sex.

Of course, I wanted pleasure myself and I definitely wanted to turn my new friend into a full-time bull, but the look of fascination and excitement in my husband’s eyes just made me warm all over; from my pearly little toes to my tight wet pussy to my succulent round nipples to my pouty pink lips. Everything in me was driven from his hunger. It was from the lust in his eyes, yearning for his wife to be railed by a huge hard cock from a well-built man, obviously from great stock.

Jon flipped me over to face him and spread my legs wide. He lifted my feet to his broad shoulders and came closer with his humongous dick. I feared the thing was so big that it might split me right in two, but it didn’t. Instead, the head entering was euphoric and each stroke just brought cream gushing from my swollen slit.

As he pumped in and out, I saw my husband take his hardened cock from his khakis and begin to stroke. While I could barely turn my head, but I made sure I could just enough to give him a little lube from my lips. I spit twice to help moisten his nice thick cock.

When I heard him moan, it sent me over the edge.

I told him how much I loved that his dick was twice the size of my beloved’s. I could hear adoring sighs and thirsty grunts. So, I told Jon to fuck me harder, here, in front of my husband.

So he did, and he seemed to be enjoying it as much as the two of us were. I spit one more time before Jon started pressing harder deep inside my guts. I came so hard that I felt the twinge in my clit as I squirted onto his belly.

He flipped me over again and moved me to where I was doggie-style facing my very happy hubby. There was a glisten in his eyes as I had never seen. Jon pounded me from behind as I gazed upon the hub’s balls drawing closer to his body. I came hard, staring deep into his eyes, trying not to let them roll to the back of my head. Then, Jon pulled out in time to place a big glistening load on my sweet little twat just as my husband raised up to give me a facial.

It was so fucking hot! I cleaned up every warm drop from my face and my darling husband helped clean up my glazed little muffin. It was exquisite!

Jon is the new bull on my farm. He takes care of us and we take care of him.

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