Me and my husband decided to open our marriage sexually about 10 years ago. He had an out of control cuckold fetish and I just needed a big dick to satisfy my needs.
Early in our marriage I cheated on him when ever the opportunity arose. He didn’t know and I had my needs met. No harm, no foul.
I often let my husband know of his inability and small size wasn’t meeting my needs and I needed a bull to take care of me sexually. He loved playing the role as a cuckold husband during sex. Though he didn’t have a clue I had already found my bull.
I would tease him about his micro penis and refer to him as my bitch instead of husband. He never complained knowing it was true. One summer day on a Saturday we decided to go to the beach and walk through the small coastal town and do some bar hopping. We would started at the beginning of town at the first bar. We sat at the bar and ordered drinks.
The place was empty and the bar tender didn’t impress me so I said let’s move on after two drinks each. The second bar was a little more filled with people. There were two bar stools next to a guy sitting at the end. I walked over and took the one next to him. We mad eye contact several times with me flashing my flirty smile.
He responded and asked my name. We started having a conversation while my husband sat quietly listening. After a couple more drinks I excused myself to the ladies room. When I was gone, my husband later told me about the conversation he had with the guy. He asked my husband if we were married or a couple since He wasn’t talking. He told him yes, married. When I returned the gentleman excused himself to the restroom as well.
My husband told me what was said and asked me bluntly, would you fuck him. Without hesitation I replied, yes. Eventually he returned and I asked his name. It was Bill. I then asked him if he was married since I saw no ring. He said he was divorced. He then asked me about my husband, I jokingly told him he wasn’t my husband but rather my bitch. We laughed. My husband said nothing. Bill then made the comment about he must be small. I said laughingly, yes. We continued to talk more personally and I scooted closer to keep our conversation private.
Bill put his hand on my thigh and began rubbing my leg. I didn’t respond and let him. He began working his hand closer to my wet pussy. I turned towards him slightly and spread my legs giving him access to my now dripping pussy. He slipped hand under the skirt of my sundress and pulled my thong open giving him access to my shaven pussy. I let him finger me while trying to pretend to have a normal conversation. It was hard.
At one point he removed his hand and smelled his fingers, he said I smell delicious and slipped his fingers in his mouth. He knew I was in need to be fucked and asked if I wanted to go to the parking lot. I replied with a yes. He then instructed me to go out the back door and he would follow.
As I walked past the ladies room I looked back at the bar and saw Bill whispering to my husband. Once outside I waited for Bill. Once he walked out, he took me in his arms and we kissed. He then took my hand and lead me to his truck. It was a rather large four door truck jacked way up in the air. He opened the back door and helped me inside. Once he was in he closed the door.
The dark window tint gave us privacy from the bright day. He didn’t hesitate by removing my dress and thong. I had no bra on and he began licking and sucking my nipples. I asked what he said to my husband, he told him he was going to take me outside and fuck me like a real man. Then told him to wait at the bar like a good little bitch.
I asked if my husband responded and he said no. Once he removed his pants I started playing with his extremely hard cock. It was 7 to 8 inches I guess with girth. My favorite size. He wasted no time and buried it deep inside me. He told me he was going to cum after 5 minutes of hard pounding. I told him to cum in me for my bitch.
He dumped a huge load and never stopped pumping me. I had a huge orgasm when I felt the explosion inside me. We kissed as he steadily got faster and harder with his pumping. After what seemed like several minutes we both came at the same time again. He was done and pulled out and began putting his clothes on.
I slipped back into my dress and gave him my thong as a souvenir. We crawled out of the back and kissed again before I walked back to the bar. Bill had to leave but not after getting my number. Walking back to the back door, I felt his semen running down my legs into my sandals making my feet slide inside them.
I went straight into the ladies room to clean myself and straighten up. There was another lady inside who gave me a disgusting look. Once I looked presentable, I walked back to my bar stool. My husband looked at me and didn’t say anything, he knew what just happened and gave me a sheepish grin. The bar tender came over with big smile and said, looks like you need another drink. I said I sure did.
After we drank our drinks, me and husband left. Once outside he asked me if I wanted to go home. I said, hell no, I’m just getting started. Let’s go to the next bar. He replied, o.k. Which leads to another story and situation to write about later.
FUCK MY WIFE!