Disclaimer: This story contains themes of cuckolding, hotwives, Bulls, BDSM, rough sex, and choking.
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Characters-
Trey: cuckold husband
Stacy: redhead submissive hotwife
Kaleb: BBC dominant bull
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Since Stacy started dating Kaleb, our relationship has been amazing. Strange, but amazing. She has found a dominant bull in her personal trainer. While our sex life was virtually nonexistent, due to my ED and small member, we were now closer than ever. With Kaleb's permission, I was allowed to perform some acts on Stacy such as eating her out, giving rim jobs, and on occasion, cumming on her feet. Stacy would give me the occasional hand job with Kaleb's permission. But mostly I jacked out while we kiss and watched her and her new lover fuck. It was way more than what we used to do before she met her bull. And seeing her happy from finally being sexually fulfilled made it easier. Less tense.
We went out on dates more. We smiled more. Started going on walks together. We were back to the happy couple we once were, but now she was dating Kaleb. At first, they didn't know what to call it. Fuck buddies. Friends with benefits. Lovers. Finally "dating" just stuck. They went on dates. Vacations. And he even started hanging around the house and meeting our friends, all in the guise of a co-worker and my college buddy. This made me uncomfortable, but it brought some thrill. As dominant as Kaleb was, he was very much a gentleman and respected our marriage. He didn't want to tear us apart or ruin our lives. He understood that we had a life of our own, but he loved injecting himself into it. Pushing the boundaries. Everything was going well.
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"Mandy just needs to leave him," Stacy said through even breaths, finishing up her last bit of gossip. "Steve does nothing to swoon her and he's just a manipulative douche. She needs to pack her shit and leave him before he gets tired of her and kicks her out or some crap."
"Yeah, but you know her. She's too much of a pushover. She'll never leave 'cause she thinks that's what she deserves," I said, panting, hiding the fact that my sides were starting to cramp.
"She deserves so much better. I'm always bragging about how good you treat me, hoping one day she'll get the hint and find someone half as good as you."
As. we passed our neighbor Bob, I noticed that we have been seeing him outside his house more lately. And he started to blush when seeing Stacy. Maybe he was noticing how much she got in shape.
"Hi there, Miss Stacy," Bob saied, a little too enthusiastically.
"Hi Ya, Mr. B. Lawns looking good," Stacy said as continued to jog.
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The rest of the day was uneventful. No word about Kaleb coming over or any future plans. It was nice not hearing his name at dinner. I still got jealous from time to time, but I enjoyed our new dynamic and looked forward to watching them 'play'. That night Stacy went to bed early as I cleaned up the dishes. Heading upstairs, I was planning on giving Stacy a little kiss, before opening the laptop to watch one our her 'play sessions'.
When I entered our room, I did not find Stacy sleeping. She was wide awake, lying on her stomach, head toward the headboard, watching herself 'perform' on her tablet. She had dressed up for me, wearing black fishnet tights with the ass and crotch torn, black knee-high socks covering her feet over the fishnets, black lace panties, a black rock band crop top, and a spiked black collar. Around her wrists were studded leather wristbands. Her red hair was pulled in a ponytail. A new coating of black fingernail polish had been applied and she put on black lipstick and black eyeliner.
Her legs playfully kicked in the air behind her, those beautiful, fishnet-covered feet seducing me. Looking back toward me, she said, "Come cuddle me, sweetheart." She straightened out her legs and patted her ass. "Lock the door, turn off the lights, and get undressed first."
Quickly, I locked the door, flipped the switch, and stripped as if my life depended on it. The tablet was bright enough to illuminate Stacy as she laid on her stomach, legs spread, soles showing, and ass wiggling, I got the hint. I crawled on the bed and laid on top of her, my naked crotch flush with her silky ass. I nuzzled my chin against her neck, causing her to giggle.
"So, what's this all about," I asked as my tiny cock throbbed against her ass. I dared not grind against her ass without permission.
"I felt that my loving cuckold husband deserved a little reward. A little 'thank you' for always making my happiness your top priority." She started grinding her ass into my crotch. "So, here's the deal," she said while flipping through her videos. "You get to hump your wife's ass as you watch a BBC wreck her hotwife pussy. You can cum on my ass whenever you want, but once you cum, we stop and you lick my ass clean. Then we cuddle. Any questions before we start."
Fuck, no way I could last a whole video, but I had to make this last. "Um, more of a request."
"No feet stuff!"
"Shit. Then can you keep this on while we cuddle tonight?"
"Mmmmmm," Stacy hummed, tilting her head left to right as she contemplated the request. "I think that works within his rules. Sure." 'His' means Kaleb.
"Thanks, love."
"Alright. Time starts........now," pausing for effect then clicking the play button.