Notes from Her Bull - Part 3 (Patreon)

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 "I want to suck your dick."

Have you ever gotten a text like that, cuck? Not just from your wife, but from any woman you've ever been with?

I'll bet you haven't. I'll bet you've never dated or fucked or been with a woman that texted or called to say that she wanted to suck your dick. I'll bet you've never been the kind of man to inspire that sort of desire in a woman.

I can tell you that there's nothing like it. There really isn't. You know what makes it better to get that text, though? When it comes from a married woman. When you know that the married woman is sitting next to her husband when she pulls out her phone and texts you that she wants to suck your dick. That's fucking hot.

Did she tell you she was texting me? Did your beautiful wife let you know that she had a desperate desire to have another man's cock in her mouth?

I wonder if you were fooling around a little. If you were kissing her and playing with her perfect tits. If she felt your little dick get hard and decided that she wasn't in the mood for it. If she decided she preferred to enjoy a real man's cock.

Did she tell you she was going to suck dick when she left the house? Did she tell you that she was going to drive to my house, walk into my living room, get naked, and then drop to her knees to suck my big cock until I came down her throat?

That's what she did, cuck. She texted to say she wanted to suck my dick and I invited her over. I didn't even get up off the couch when she came in. I just told her to strip and dance a little bit for me. I told her to sit in my lap and grind her bare ass on my crotch until I was stiff. I played with those perfect tits of hers, too, squeezing them hard and listening to those beautiful moans she lets out when she's really excited.

Then your beautiful wife got on her knees, took my pants off, and got to work. We both know - I suppose I know better than you - that she's got a talented mouth, that she could suck me off quick if she wanted. She could have been in and out in five minutes.

I wanted it to last, though, so I told your beautiful wife to take her time. I told her to suck my cock nice and slow. I told her to make sure to pay attention to my balls, too.

I put on a basketball game and I watched - partially, at least - while your wife worked my dick like a good girl. She put on a fucking show, man. I could see that she was trying her best to get my attention, to make me look down at her instead of the TV. She wanted me all to herself.

She got it eventually. I mean, a man can only resist a cocksucker as skilled as your wife for so long.

You know how she looks when she has my attention, when she's making me feel good the way I like to feel good. You know how happy she gets. How her eyes light up. You know she gets downright giddy when she's on the verge of giving me an orgasm. Your wife is fucking amazing, cuck, and so she got my attention last night.

She kept it for a while, too. I sat there and I watched her suck my dick and balls. I watched her use her hands and lips and tongue to make me feel good. I let her masturbate a little, too, but I wouldn't let her cum. She begged for it, but I wouldn't let her. I told her that she was going to go home and let her cuck husband make her cum. Not until she finished me off, though. Not until she swallowed my fucking load.

She got there. She made me cum in her pretty mouth. She looked up at me as I blew my load on her tongue. She smiled with my dick in her mouth. She smiled because it makes her so happy to make a real man cum, cuck. She smiled because she got to pleasure my big dick and swallow my thick load.

I sent her home after she finished. I sent her home to you. I told her to kiss you as soon as she walked through the door. I told her to make sure you got a little taste of my cum, too.

I told her to sit on your face and ride your tongue to as many orgasms as she wanted. Did she ride your face, cuck? Did your beautiful wife get on top and ride your tongue while she thought of me?

I hope you enjoyed yourself, cuck.

---

Ella was different before she met me. Sexually speaking, at least.

We both know that she enjoyed sex before she met me. She even enjoyed sex with you. She probably enjoyed you eating her pussy more than she enjoyed you fucking her, but she enjoyed the sex.

Things have changed since I came into her life, though. Since she found a bull. Since she found a man capable of unlocking that next level of pleasure.

Since she found a man that can truly fuck her.

You see, cuck, your wife loves to be fucked. And I'm not talking about the simple act of a cock sliding in and out of her. No, I'm talking about fucking. I'm talking about the kind of sex that feels like her body has been possessed by the man fucking her, like her body has become an instrument of pleasure for both me and her. I'm talking about her feeling subsumed by sex in the best way possible.

Do you think your wife took joy - genuine joy - in making you cum before she met me? Or do you think it was simply a lovely byproduct of her pursuing her own pleasure?

I think it was the latter, cuck. Now, though, it's different. With me, that is. She takes joy in making me cum. She takes joy in her body being the source of my pleasure. More than that, she finds pleasure in it. Knowing that her tight, married cunt is going to make my big cock cum actually heightens Ella's orgasms. It makes them better. It makes her toes curl. It makes her fingers tingle. It makes the sex infinitely more satisfying. Isn't that fucking incredible, cuck?

You know why? It's because I fuck her the way she needs to be fucked. I fuck her hard. I fuck her deep. I make her feel like she's mine, like she belongs to me, like her pussy and her tits and her mouth belong to me when she's with me. I consume her. I make her feel exactly like she wants and needs to feel and that heightens her orgasms in the most incredible way.

I make her feel things you've never been able to make her feel, cuck, which is why she can't get enough of me. Why she craves me. Why she needs me so desperately. Why she wants me all the time.

All of that makes you happy though, doesn't it? You love that your wife is finally getting the sex she craves. You love that you get to taste her pussy after I've been with her. You love that she's grown to understand that you're a cuckold, that you crave different things than most men, and that she's willing to give you those things.

I was thinking I'd come over tonight, cuck. That I'd make you cook dinner while your wife sucked my dick. That we'd all eat together. That I'd take her to your bedroom while you did the dishes. That I'd fuck your wife and fill her pussy with my cum while you made us dessert. That I'd let you eat my cum out of her pussy while she and I enjoyed the dessert you prepared.

That sounds like fun, doesn't it, cuck? You eating my cum for dessert?

You'll thank me afterwards, right? You'll show your gratitude, right? You'll be a good cuck, right?

---

Ella knows that you're a good cuck. She appreciates that you're a good cuck. In fact, just a few minutes ago she was telling me that you're a good cuck.

That's right. Your wife was just here. She came over to get her fix, cuck. She came over to enjoy my cock while you're at work. I think she finds it especially hot to get fucked while her hubby is working hard to pay the bills, to support her, to support the lifestyle she's come to enjoy.

She showed up in her workout clothes. Skintight leggings. A sports bra. Her hair in a ponytail. She's going to the gym afterwards. Plus, she knows I love how those workout clothes look. I mean, fuck, a body like hers was meant to be on display in clothes like that. She looks so fucking hot, cuck.

I wouldn't let her in at first. I made her flash her tits on my front porch. She loved it, though. She likes it when I get demanding, when I make her push her boundaries a little.

The truth is, I was horny as hell today. I was eager to feel her tight, wet pussy around my dick. I was eager to give your wife the kind of hard, aggressive pounding she likes.

First, though, I made her suck my dick. I had her got on her knees in my living room. I had her look up at me with those beautiful eyes of hers. I had her beg for my cock.

It's so fucking hot listening to another man's wife beg for the pleasure of sucking my dick. I thought about you, cuck. I thought about you on your knees next to your wife. I thought about you listening as she begged for my dick, about the humiliation and pleasure you'd feel. I think someday soon I'll put you on your knees next to her. Maybe I'll make you strip first, though. Maybe I'll make you beg with her to convince me to give her a chance to suck on my dick.

Today, though, she was all alone. Dressed in her tight, sexy workout clothes and begging to take my shorts down and slurp my fat fucking dick. I told her to masturbate while she begged. To put a hand down those leggings and play with her slick little cunt. She was fucking wet, cuck. She was wet from the mere thought of getting fucked by my fat dick.

I let her suck me. I let her stretch her lips around my big cock and swallow as much as she could. I let her keep masturbating, too. I let her keep playing with that married cunt while she gave me head.

When I was good and hard I had your wife get on her hands and knees on the couch. I got up behind her, pulled those leggings down, and slid into her from behind.

Then I waited. I held my dick inside her and waited until she looked back at me with desperation in her eyes. Then I made her beg again. I made your wife beg to get fucked, cuckold.

I gave her what she wanted. I gave her a hard fucking from behind. That ponytail was nice because it made it so easy to grab her hair and use it for leverage.

She came so fucking hard. She came twice, cuck. Can you believe your wife is the kind of woman that cums from getting railed from behind by a big-dicked bull that's pulling hard on her hair? Can you believe she's become that kind of woman? Can you believe she had that in her all along, that she had those submissive tendencies that soak her pussy when she's being taken by a superior man?

She begged one more time before it was over. She begged me to cum inside her. She begged me to flood her married cunt with my load.

I gave her what she wanted. I flooded that pussy cuck. Then I thought of you again.

She's on her way to your office. She's going to text when she gets there. You're going to go down to the parking lot and climb into the backseat of her car. You're going to clean her pussy. You're going to eat my cum for lunch and that's all you're going to eat.

When you're done, you're going to text me and thank me for letting you eat my load for lunch. You're going to be a good cuck and thank your wife, too. You're going to be grateful, just like you should be.

I look forward to your text, cuck.

---

You had plans, didn't you? You had the whole night planned out, didn't you?

You and Ella got dressed up. Then you went to that cocktail lounge for a drink. Then you went to dinner at that restaurant with the three month wait for reservations. Then you were going to go home and Ella was going to change into the lingerie you'd bought her. Then you were going to worship her beautiful body for a good long while and then finally you were going to make love to her.

Those are lovely plans. It's a shame you didn't get very far into executing them. You had, what, an appetizer at the restaurant? Did you even eat the whole thing before your plans went awry?

How did you feel when Ella let you know about my text? When she told you that I wanted her?

Were you excited, frustrated, or both?

You certainly seemed excited when you showed up at my house, so I'm guessing you weren't that frustrated. It was probably a little annoying to have your entire night's plans thrown into disarray, though.

That was the fun of it. I knew you had plans. Ella told me. I texted her anyway. I wanted to see what would happen. I wanted to see if you were both desperate enough to throw away date night in favor of coming to my house.

You were. Clearly you were. She looked good in her dress, by the way. A very nice choice. She looked good sucking dick in it, too. God damn does your wife love sucking my dick, cuck. I swear she could cum from giving head alone if I told her to.

Tell me, how did it feel to have to wash my underwear while your wife gave me a blowjob? Was that embarrassing, cuck? Was it embarrassing to be standing in another man's laundry room and washing his fucking underwear while your wife was on her knees in my living room with my fat dick in her mouth?

It made the blowjob better for me. Much better. It made it hotter for Ella, too. You know that she gets off on me ordering you around. She gets off on me asserting my control, though that's easy to do when dealing with a cuck like you. A cuck that wants to submit. A cuck that likes that there's a hierarchy in our relationship, a hierarchy that you're at the bottom of.

At least I let you watch your wife ride my dick. That was generous of me, wasn't it cuck? I let you watch her bounce on my fat cock in my bed.

Though, I did make you earn that right, didn't I? I made you grab my cock and put it inside her. I made you touch my fat dick and slide it into those wet, plump folds of your wife's needy cunt.

I think Ella was surprised by how much she liked that. I think she's started to get off on your acts of submission, cuck. I think I'm going to make those acts happen a whole lot more often from now on. I mean, if Ella likes it then it's good for both of us, isn't it?

Did you enjoy all the dirty talk? Did you enjoy hearing your wife tell me how good my cock felt inside her, how much better it felt than your cock? Did you enjoy all that wild and wondrous moaning and screaming as my cock filled and stretched her pussy, as I smacked her ass, as I played with her tits while she rode my wildly?

I fucking loved all of it. Every second of it.

Did you enjoy begging me to cum inside your wife? Did you enjoy that I made you do that? Did you enjoy how frustrated your wife got when you hesitated?

She likes when I cum inside her, cuck. In fact, I'd say that she loves it. It turns her on. It makes her orgasms better when I cum in her cunt. She likes having a real man cum inside her. She was annoyed when you wouldn't beg. She was annoyed that you didn't do it immediately. She understands your place - as a sub cuck - even better than you do.

You did beg, though. You begged me to cum in her pussy. You begged me to cum in your wife so that you could clean it out of her. So that you could eat my fucking cum. How humiliating is that?

The begging made me cum harder, though. There's nothing quite like hearing a pathetic cuck beg for his wife's insemination, after all.

I blew my load deep inside her. She screamed as she came. Do you remember the look on her face? Do you remember the pleasure? I'll bet you do.

I remember you begging to eat it out of her. You begged her to sit on your face so you could put your tongue in her cunt and lick up every drop. You begged your wife to feed you a superior man's load.

How humiliating. How wondrously humiliating. You, eating my cum out of your wife in my bedroom. Your date night turning into a voyeuristic cuckold adventure with a cum-cleaning finish.

Even better, you didn't get to cum. I forbade it. I told your wife that you'd have to lick up two more of my loads before you were allowed to cum.

You got one of those loads when I fucked her a second time last night.

You're still waiting on the next load, though. I think I'll make you humiliate yourself in some way before I fuck it into her. If you had any ideas for how you can earn the right to clean my load out of her, feel free to share them, cuck.

You don't have to, though. I'll come up with something, I promise. Something naughty. Something humiliating. Something that will make it truly feel like you've earned the right to your orgasm after cleaning my load.

Until then, enjoy the frustration, cuck.