Finding My Wife with Her Bull

Part 1. The discovery!

I remember the day clearly, the day that turned my world upside down, the day that made me question myself and ultimately led to my amazing journey of sexual discovery.

I was supposed to be away on business, but it got cancelled when I was at the airport waiting for my flight. I decided to surprise my wife Karen. We'd been married for six years, and things had got a bit stale. I'll admit it, much of it was done to me. My job was pretty intense, and it was difficult to get any normality in our private lives. I felt we were drifting apart. So hence the decision to surprise her!

There was already another car on the drive when I got home, I didn't recognise it but presumed it was one of her many friends who'd come over for coffee. Well, whoever that was she'd had to leave, I had things on my mind! However, when I opened the front door, I couldn't see anyone in the dayroom. I tiptoed around but there was no one there. Then I heard a noise from upstairs. It was a noise that I hadn't heard in a long time. It was my wife, and she was getting close to cumming.

"What the fuck was going on?" I whispered to myself.

Quietly as I could I climbed the stairs to the first floor. The noises were getting louder and then I heard something that made me sick to my stomach.

"How do you like that girl? Is this not the best cock you've ever had? Tell me how much better I am than your pathetic husband!"

Part of me wanted to burst in and stop them, but another part of me was fascinated to hear my wife's response.

"God yes, you're so much bigger than him, so much better. You're stretching me so much, I can barely take it."

I crept to the bedroom door and peeked inside. There on our marital bed was my naked wife, her large breasts bouncing up and down as a large African gentleman ploughed his massive cock into her. Her pussy cream was clearly visible on his huge cock. I'm above average but this guy was way bigger. And, like a dagger to my heart, it was obvious that my wife was enjoying it immensely.

As I stood there, transfixed by the tableau being acted out in front of me, their groans, moans, and cries grew louder and louder until in a mind-blowing crescendo they both reached their climaxes.

My wife was crying out, her body shivering, her eyes tightly shut, and her head shaking from side to side. As she climax went on, her cries got higher pitched, a sure sign that she was experiencing the sort of orgasm she used to in our early days, but not something she'd experienced with me for several years. She wrapped her legs around his hips and grasped his ass firmly. I bet her nails left deep marks!

As she shook beneath him, he slammed into her, long, deep, hard thrusts. His cock pulled out then it disappeared inside her welcoming pussy. She took it all! Finally he roared out loud and his hips jerked rapidly and it was clear that he was unloading a prodigious amount of his cum in my wife's pussy. After my wife stopped climaxing, he pulled out, and still, several more large spurts of intensely white cream splashed onto her stomach, some even painting her heaving breasts. Satiated, he rolled to the side and I was given a full on view of his still massive, cream coated cock and worse, of my wife's dilated pussy. A steady stream of his thick white cream escaped from it as she continued to recover from her climax.

I was in shock. My brain was scrambled. How should I react to this? It all became clear to me. I began to recall times when she wasn't around to take a call or too busy to speak. Suddenly, I doubted that this was the first time my wife had been unfaithful to me. So, taking the bull by the horns, so to speak, I stormed into the room and shouted loudly.

"What the fuck is going on here? Who the fuck are you? Get the fuck out of my house before I call the police!"

Both of them reacted in shock. I'm not a small man, and the black dude was clearly not up for a fight. I guessed he was just another guy she'd fucked. He slung his clothes on rapidly.

"Sorry man, I thought this was cool. She told me you had gone away. Shit I'm sorry, man, please don't call the police. I'm outta here!"

He left without saying goodbye to my wife, I heard the front door slam, and then an engine started, and he clearly drove away pretty fast. My wife sat huddled on the bed, the sheet gathered tightly around her. Her eyes were staring wildly at me, and I could see that she was pretty scared.

"I'm sorry Michael. I don't know what came over me. Forgive me!"

"I can see what the fuck came over you!" I spat. "Admit it, this isn't the first time this has happened, is it?"

She shook her head sadly. "No, you're right." She looked up at me, and I saw a spark in her eyes. She composed herself. Then she threw the sheet away and stood in front of me. I could clearly see the streaks of his dried cum on her stomach and her thighs still glistened as more and more of their juices seeped from her ravaged pussy. She looked me right in the eyes and delivered the coup de grace.

"I need more than you can give me. you're too tired, or you're away, or you've got to work. I need more than that! I need to be fucked properly, stretched wider than you could ever stretch me, reach deeper than you can reach, I need to cum hard. I need a real man!"

"So why didn't you talk to me?" I wasn't going to let this go. "For fucks sake, Karen, we're married! Normal married people don't behave like this, they talk to each other."

We argued back and forth for ages, but it didn't seem to be getting us any further forward.

"I need a drink!" I said bluntly. "I'm going to find a bar and think about what happens next. I suggest you do something similar!" I stormed out of the house and headed down town.

I needed someone I could talk to, to help me clear my head. I thought of my friends and colleagues, but none of them seemed right. I reckoned I needed a woman's perspective. Then I remembered how supportive Karen's sister Suzy had been when we lost the baby. Yeah, she had been great, with both of us. So, I sent her a message.

"Just had a big issue come up with Karen, I need your counsel. I'm heading to the Pear Tree Inn to cool down. It's serious shit, sorry to burden you."

As I parked outside the bar my phone pinged.

"I'll be there in 20 minutes, Michael. Don't drink too much before I get there!"

Part 2: The Discussion

After finding my wife being pleasured by her bull I'd gone to a bar for a drink and to think.

By the time Suzy arrived, I was still on my first beer. She immediately dragged me away from the bar to a quiet booth.

"Jesus, you look terrible! What has happened?" She laid her hands over mine to stop me drinking. "Start at the beginning, and tell me everything. "

She looked really concerned. Her normally wide, smiling mouth was firmly shut as she listened intently.

I looked at her, and suddenly, the emotion just flooded out of me.

"I came home early and found Karen fucking a big black dude!" I blurted it out. "And apparently it's not the first time."

Her head slumped forward onto my hands.

"Shit!"

"What?" I was bemused by her response.

"I'm so sorry Kev, it was always going to happen. She's a size queen."

"Huh?" Now I was completely bewildered. "A size queen?"

"Yeah. Ever since we were young, Karen's been attracted to guys with massive dicks. Her first time was with a young black guy, and when she told me about it, she was clearly hooked. She was very dismissive of the next guy she slept with. I thought when you both got together that it was a phase that had run its course, but obviously not!"

"You knew this about her, why didn't you tell me?"

She raised her head, and I could see the sadness in her eyes.

"I was going to, but Karen begged me not to. She told me that it had passed. That all she wanted was you. Was that wrong of me?"

I could see she was torn by her love for her sister and her anger, yes anger, that she had gone back on a promise.

"I don't blame you, Suzy. You did what you believed was right for both of us. You've always been so supportive."

"Thank you for that, Kevin. That means a lot. How did you leave things with her?"

"I stormed out and told her I needed to think about what happens next. It's really fucked up Suzy, she's my wife, but I don't know if I can ever trust her again. She's been lying to me for, well I don't know how long. Maybe she never stopped fucking other guys!"

I pulled my hands from under hers and rubbed my eyes. I could feel the mixture of anger and despair building. I thought I might cry. Jeez, I hadn't done that in ages. Not since we lost the baby.

"Fuck!" The thought hit me like an arrow. "Was it even my baby?"

"Stop it Kev! That's history, there's nothing to be gained by reopening an old wound. One is enough to deal with right now. C'mon you need to think about the future. What are you going to do?"

"What can I do? It's clear that she's unlikely to stop fucking other guys. She made it pretty clear that I wasn't up to the job! Do I just let it happen? Do I want to be seen as a cuckold? I don't think so!"

Suzy was studying my face carefully.

"No Kev. I don't think that's right for you."

"So." I threw my arms wide. "What are my options then? Do I kick her out? Separation? Divorce? Jesus, I've invested my life in this woman, and she's burnt me badly."

"Well I think you need to create some space, and time, to think this through carefully. It's a major decision to make, don't rush it in a blaze of anger. Understand the consequences of any actions you take before you take them."

I nodded. She was right. I needed to think things through carefully.

"Look." She tilted her head forward and peered at me over the frames of her glasses. "If you need a bolthole you can have my spare room."

She fumbled in her bag and pulled out a large keyring. She peeled a key off and placed it on the table between us.

"No pressure, Kev. Use it if you want to. Just text me if and when, OK?"

I looked at her, and I looked at the key. I thought about what it would mean to take it. It was a significant step. It was admitting my marriage was probably over.

"Thank you." I said. My hand closed over the key, and I picked it up. I studied it carefully. It was the key to a door I hadn't expected to open. I looked at Suzy. Her face displayed a mixture of emotions. I could see the pain of her sisters betrayal, but there was something else. The hint of a smile in those full, slightly upcurved lips, her perfectly oval face with her bright blue eyes, framed by a shock of curly blonde hair. I was intrigued by it. I made a decision.

"I'll go and pick up some stuff. Is it OK if I come over later today?"

"Of course. If I'm not there it'll be because I'm at the gym. I won't be late, though. I promise."

Why was she promising me? Was it because her sister had broken her promise? I was still thinking about it when she tapped my hand with hers.

"Right Kev. No more drinking please."

"OK. I promise."

That drew a wide smile from her. I liked it when she smiled, so warm, friendly and welcoming.

We left together, and our embrace felt wonderful. Perhaps we held it a little longer than if it had been a simple social function. I felt that I had shared something painful with her, and she'd given me something in return. Not the key but the warmth of her embrace. I felt a range of emotions rising and quickly uncoupled myself.

"Er, I'll see you later then." I turned abruptly and walked to my car. She was still standing in the same spot when I turned to get into my car and gave her a wave of goodbye. She tucked a lock of her hair behind one ear and returned my wave.

On the short drive home, I played over in my mind what I was going to say. I turned the jet in the lock. The place was eerily quiet. It was empty.

I packed a suitcase full with some clothes and a few personal belongings. Dragging it downstairs, I paused in the hallway. The least I could do was to let her know where I'd gone. I scribbled a quick note and left it on the coffee table in the lounge, and after taking a possibly last look around, I closed the door behind me. Was it for the last time? Only time would tell.

I was heading straight to Suzy's place when I realised that I shouldn't arrive empty-handed. I picked up some wine and a nice bunch of flowers, and feeling that I'd done the right thing, I continued on my way.

Suzy lived in the suburbs. She'd done well for herself, financially, and owned a large detached house on a big plot. The secluded gardens hid a decent sized swimming pool and was tastefully landscaped. I'd been to numerous bbqs and parties there over the years. We'd stayed over frequently, and I felt that I knew the place pretty well.

I pulled onto the drive and parked away from the front door. There was no sign of Suzy's Merc, so I guessed she was still at the gym. I hefted my suitcase out of the boot and wheeled it over to her impressive front door. I rang the bell, just in case she was actually in. But having decided she wasn't I inserted the key and unlocked the door.

The first thing that hit me was the smell. A wonderful, fresh, woody aroma that drew me in. I knew the spare room was on the upper floor, so I closed the door behind me and headed upstairs.

The spare room door was open, and when I peered inside, I saw towels and a robe laid out on the king-sized bed. The place was so fresh and clean whereas I felt dirty and out of place. I unpacked and decided to take a shower, to try and clear my head. Standing under the warm cascade, my mind went back to Karen's comments about my dick not being big enough. I held it in my hand. It felt OK to me.

"Not big enough? Bitch!" I could feel my anger rising, and at the same time my cock started to throb. It grew in my hand. I slid my hand up and down the hardening shaft.

"She never bloody complained!"

My hand moved faster, and my shaft hardened. It looked a pretty decent size to me, a nice mushroom head with a slight curve to the shaft. I could close my fingers around it, but Karen hadn't been able to.

I could feel the pressure rising in my balls. I hadn't had a wank in ages. It felt really good. Faster and faster I went, my hips starting to jerk as well and then suddenly I had an urgent need to cum. And cum I did!

"Fuck yeah!" I called out as the first of many ropes burst from my cock and plastered the wall of the walk in shower.

"Very impressive indeed!" I had been so occupied in my own little world that I failed to hear the front door opening. Standing there, looking a mixture of sweaty and sexy was Suzy. Arms on her hips, her tongue licking her lips like a cat about to pounce on a mouse.

"Well I can't see anything wrong with that." She nodded towards my still pretty hard cock as it dangled between my legs, a final shiny string of cum trailing towards the floor.

"I'm feeling pretty damn hot and sweaty, and it's not just the gym that's done that!"

Part 3: The Denouement

I just stood there. The water still running down my body, my chest heaving and my emotions frazzled.

Suzy just stood there. Frankly, she looked amazing. Confidence personified. I didn't know what to do. Should I cover myself up? Should I ask her to leave? But before my mind could make a decision Suzy acted.

"Like I said, Mikey, I'm hot and sweaty." I loved the way she always called me Mikey. She pulled her top over her head and dropped it on the floor. As I stood there, she reached down and lifted her sports bra up and over her head. It hit the floor, and I took a deep breath. Her breasts were magnificent. Full and firm and glistening with perspiration with an impressive cleavage that my eyes were locked onto. It didn't stop there. She peeled her leggings down to reveal her beautiful long legs topped by a tiny triangle of golden hair.

She closed the space between us, pushing me further into the shower so our bodies touched and shared the water. I watched it cascade between her breasts and disappear between her legs.

Then she kissed me.

It wasn't a gentle brushing of our lips it was a full-on assault on my body. I responded, purely on instinct. And our bodies crushed together, my dick throbbing between us. Yes, it was getting hard again, already!

"This is so wrong, Suzy. We shouldn't." I wasn't sure that I meant it but I felt I had to say it. Even though all I wanted to do was enjoy her.

"Bollocks!" She retorted. "This is exactly what you need, and what I want. What I've wanted for years!"

"Really? You're sure? The consequences are scary."

"Maybe that's part of why u want it so badly. I'm tired of playing second fiddle to my slutty sister. It's time to think about what I want. And I want you to fuck me. Fuck me good, Mikey!"

I cupped her face, and we kissed more, a lot more. I could feel my cock, now hard and throbbing between us. I pressed her back against the wall and lifted her leg up, and wrapped it around my waist. I stooped and allowed my cock to slip between her wide open thighs. She reached a hand down and pushed me into position. I surged upright, and my rock-hard member slid smoothly into her honeyed hole. Her eyes and mouth were wide open as she settled onto me.

"Oh fuck that feels good, Mikey. So good!"

It damn well did! She fitted me like a glove. The difference between Suzy and her sister was amazing. Suzy's muscle control was heavenly. And the feel of her hard, peddled, nipples against my chest was giving me chills. I was thankful I'd just had a wank, otherwise she would have made me cum far too soon. I wanted this to last. I wanted this to be good, for both of us.

I needn't have worried as very quickly Suzy's kisses got more urgent. She was moaning into my mouth and I could see the concentration on her face.

"Oh god, Mikey. I'm gonna cum. Hold me tight, please!"

I thrust up as hard as I could and held her as tight as I could, my cock buried inside her creamy channel. She started to quiver and then I felt her pussy pulse and her head rolled back and out of her mouth came an intense groan followed by a series of shrieks as her body convulsed on my throbbing cock.

"Let's take this somewhere more comfortable." I'd waited until her climax had passed before suggesting this. I wanted to explore her stunning body in more detail before I let myself cum again. I wanted it to be explosive, maybe I did have something to prove -- to myself!

Suzy turned the shower off, and we disengaged. She groaned again as my shaft slipped out of her juicy pussy. She crossed the floor and tossed me a towel.

"Dry yourself off and then follow me." I did that rapidly and then as she finished, although only dabbing at her pussy, she dropped the towel. I followed her peach ass along the corridor and into what I knew to be her bedroom.

She jumped onto the bed and beckoned me to follow. Naturally, I did.

"Come and lie beside me." She purred, and I couldn't stop my cock from twitching madly. I climbed onto the bed and lay beside her, face to face, groin to groin.

Our hands stroked each other, and we looked deeply into each others eyes. She gasped when my hand rubbed her nipple. I tweaked it harder, and her eyes closed momentarily. She was enjoying herself. That made me feel good about myself. Her hand slid across my hip and her fingers lightly stroked my cock, softly but enough to make a bead of pre-cum appear on my shiny glans.

"I think your cock is perfect." Suzy eyes were on it not my face. "I certainly enjoyed the way it make me cum. I hope you weren't too unhappy at not cumming."

"No, I'm happy to wait my turn. And thank you Suzy. I'm glad you like it." I pointed to my throbbing cock.

"Yeah, I do. I'm not a size queen, Mikey. But don't worry I've had plenty of smaller cocks than yours. It feels like a good fit."

"It certainly does!" I was hungry to be balls deep inside her again, but at the same time, I wanted this whole experience to last and last. I wanted to taste her pussy, it felt amazing. I bet it tasted amazing too! But before I could act on that, she pushed me onto my back and straddled my chest. Smiling seductively she slid her naked pussy down my tummy, grinding it against my cock but not stopping long enough to let me trap her there.

She stopped at my knees and then leant forward, slowly getting closer and closer to my leaking glans. She grasped my thick shaft in one hand and then licked my shiny head.

"Mmmmm. You taste good." She let her tongue roll around my glans, focusing on the underside, that most sensitive strip of skin. Yeah, that made me groan out loud, and smile too. She opened her mouth wide, and I watched in amazement as she swallowed me, all of me! No gagging either, unlike Karen!

"Fu-uck Suzy! Where did you learn to do that?"

She popped off me and grinned.

"Oh I've learnt a lot of things!"

She sank her lips over my shaft again and again. I lay back and marvelled at her technique, but eventually, I had to stop her. It was too good!

I pushed her over onto her back, and then kneeling between her thighs, I kissed my way down across her creamy and full breasts. I tortured both nipples. They were larger than.... I had to stop comparing Suzy with Karen. I sucked and nibbled them until she pushed me away, the agony, or ecstasy too much to bear. I let my tongue slip slowly, achingly slowly down to her neatly trimmed bush. I inhaled deeply. Oh god she smelt... she smelt delicious. I let my tongue slide back and forth between her already puffy labia. Her sweet honey was attracting me to delve deeper, to drink her to my full. I savoured her, she was a new, exciting and delectable dish.

No longer was my mind comparing her to Karen. This was Suzy. I was solely focused on making her cum, again.

I gripped her ass as I burrowed deep into her dripping pussy. My nose was pressed hard against her clit and I could feel her hips grinding it against me. Her breath was coming in sharp gasps and it was getting increasingly difficult to maintain my position. When she started to claw at my head I switched to attack her clit. The hard bud was already poking out of its sheath, and when my lips clamped onto it, she lurched and cried out as a small climax hit her. I held her tight and used my tongue in a circling motion around her clit, ensuring all sides of it got my attention. Her gasps got louder and more urgent until they merged into a long moan. Her body went absolutely rigid, and my mouth was filled with her sweet nectar.

I pulled back and let her breathing return to almost normal. Her eyes were wild, staring at me, and she pulled at me, urging me to move up her body.

"I want you now! Fuck me Mikey, please, fuck me!"

She grabbed at my cock and urgently wedged it into her well lubricated opening. She wrapped her legs around my back and pulled me in.

"Oh, fuck. Jesus Suzy your pussy is perfect." I felt her muscles respond by gripping me tighter. I knew it was time. I was going to unload in Suzy's delicious pussy. It felt exciting, thrilling, amazing, wonderful. It felt right. Even as my brain was thinking how fucking great it was my body was already ahead of the game.

"Fuck Suzy, I'm gonna cum! Oh shit, I can't hold out. I'm sorry. Oh god, oh god, OH MY FUCKING GOD!!!"

I'd never felt my cock grow so hard and fat, my balls ached as they slapped against Suzy's ass until suddenly it felt like somewhat had removed a stop valve and my juices surged from my balls and erupted from my throbbing cock. Three, four, five bursts, each stronger than any I had previously experienced.

Suzy's pussy gripped me, milking me for all she was worth until she too climaxed. A loud wail as her finger nails dug into my skin.

"Oh fuck, Mikey. That was amazing!"

"You're telling me!" I could barely speak the release, sexual and no doubt emotional, had been that great.

We lay together for ages, just stroking each other, gazing into each other's eyes and kissing gently.

Finally she asked.

"How do you feel, Mikey?"

I didn't have to think very long.

"I feel utterly liberated. I want to keep feeling like this and hopefully you'll let me."

"Fuck yeah!" She answered quickly. "I've waited years for this. D'you think I'm gonna let you get away now? No chance Mr. You're mine now!"

And I was. Gladly!