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First Time Experiencing a Bull Without My Husband Present
So… today, I had sex with Brian.
“Oh really?” my husband said.
“Yeah, in the vacant office building we looked at today.”
I could tell he was a little shocked.
“Are you good?” I asked.
“Yeah, it sounds hot… just processing. Give me a minute.”
“Are you sure?” I insisted.
He was focused on the project in front of him, but then he turned to me and said, “Well, what happened?”
“Well… do you want to see the video? The videos suck. He didn’t do a good job.”
“Yeah,” he said.
I opened my phone and let him watch me getting pounded by a thick cock. The video was 15 seconds long, but only 8 seconds actually showed me—Brian was too caught up in the moment to record anything decent.
“Yeah, it was just like my dream. I took Brian to the office building I told you about—the one with the view overlooking the river.”
“We met there and walked the whole property. I felt a little anxious but excited. I had dreamt about it once but fantasized about it almost every day since.
I could feel the tension, but I knew he didn’t have the same expectations as I did. Brian was acting very professional the entire time—besides telling me I looked sexy.
We looked at the inside, the outside, and then I told him I wanted to check out the inside again. I knew what was coming—I had already planned it out in my head.
We stood there, looking out across the water through the dirty glass.
‘This is exactly like that dream I had,’ I said.
‘What dream?’ he asked.
I walked to a more private area, and he followed closely.
‘Remember the one I told you about?’ I teased.
Nearly begging, he said, ‘Tell me again, please.’
I took a long pause, enjoying his anticipation.
‘Well, we were looking at the water… you walked up behind me… I pushed my ass against your cock, and you fucked me from behind.’
We walked around some more before he finally realized what I was planning.
Short leather skirt. No panties. No bra.
Telling him about my dream.
Making sure he knew what I wanted.
I stood in front of him, still talking about the property, when he took his chance—grabbing me from behind, squeezing my breasts as I felt his cock beneath his pants.
I turned around, looked him in the eye, and said, ‘Let me see your cock.’
I was eager to know how big he was. My excitement grew when he pulled out his thick, black cock.
I ran over to the nearest counter and pulled up my skirt.
‘Please, put your cock in me.’
It wasn’t long before he came. The thrill of seducing him, of getting exactly what I wanted, of seeing him admire my body and my raw sexual desire—it was intoxicating.
And that was it.
“Wow, that’s so hot. I can’t believe you went through with it,” my husband said.
“What do you mean?”
“Well… I wanted you to do that, but honestly, I didn’t think you could,” he admitted.
“I didn’t think I could fuck another guy in general… and yet, I had no problem doing that.”