u/AdventurousDom1

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Part 1 https://www.reddit.com/r/CuckoldBWC/s/VQ9ZKVHgv1

I reached into my bag and pulled out the collar I had gotten her the first time we ever met in person. Her eyes lit up as I clasped it around her slim throat. There was still spit on her face while she looked down at my hard cock.

"God I love the way you treat me Master. Danny is too much of a pussy to treat me like a real man."

I laughed and looked at the rear view mirror as Danny glanced away.

"Master can I show you why I love this cock and this cock only". She said as she stroked my spit cover cock and leaned in to kiss me knowing her husband was watching.

I cannot describe the amount of willpower it took both of us to pull ourselves away from the back seat as we made out. But eventually we were able to do it. She giggled as she held my hand and pulled me into her house. Her husband trailing behind.

We made it to their living room where she immediately got on her knees and started doing the thing no other girl has done, put me completely in her throat. Her husband Danny without making a sound sat in the corner.

She was so giggly as she pulled my cock out of her mouth with a loud pop. "Master I fucking love your cock, it's magical,' she kissed my cock over and over. "You don't even know how special you are. Can I show you?"

I laughed and said sure.

"Hey tiny get over here!". She snapped and suddenly this submissive little slut was barking orders at her husband. He sheepishly stood up and walked over. It was clear from the bulge in his pants he had been enjoying the show.

She told him to take out his dick and as he pulled it out I saw the exact reason she needed me. He was maybe half my size and much skinnier.

She looked up at me with her big green eyes and said, "this is why I love your cock more than my husband", before pushing me down her throat.

​

This is a story from a few years ago about a couple I was involved with for several years. Because I lived about six hours away from them, ours was a long-distance arrangement. By this point, I had been their bull for about three months. She had already traveled to meet me a few times, and we had met halfway on other occasions, but there was one person I still hadn’t met: her husband.

That was about to change.

And I wanted to make sure the first time we met was an experience none of us would ever forget.

Physically, I’m a pretty imposing guy—6'3", muscular, with a face that tends to get noticed. She was tiny by comparison, barely 4'11", with a gorgeous figure, a nerdy-but-cute personality, and a confidence that came out whenever she was around me. Her husband was around 5'7". She had described him to me plenty of times, including in ways that made it very clear where she stood in their relationship. She was his domme, and he was already familiar with the idea of sharing her.

Still, meeting someone online or hearing about them is very different from standing face-to-face with them.

I flew into their airport and told them to park the car and meet me at the Starbucks outside security. I was exhausted from the trip, but I wanted to touch base with both of them before we left because I already had plans for her.

When I saw them, she immediately ran toward me and wrapped her arms around me.

“I missed you, Daddy,” she said, looking up at me.

I decided right then that subtlety wasn't going to be part of the weekend.

I grabbed her ass while looking directly at her husband.

Then I shook his hand.

“Nice to finally meet you. I’ve heard so much about you.”

I made sure to give him a little smirk when I said it.

She caught the expression and let out a quiet laugh.

He told me he had heard plenty about me too, but my attention quickly shifted back to his wife. I handed him my bag and asked her what she wanted from Starbucks. Once she'd finished ordering, I turned back toward him.

“And I’ll have a black coffee.”

He looked visibly uncomfortable.

I took his wife by the hand and motioned toward a nearby four-top.

“Come on. We’ll sit over here.”

I sat beside her while we caught up, leaving him across from us. I checked in with her about the weekend and quietly told her about what I had planned next.

“Fuck, Daddy, that’s so humiliating.”

That was exactly what her husband heard as he approached with our drinks.

He sat down and asked what we had been talking about.

“You’ll find out soon enough,” I told him.

Before anything else happened, I made sure we did things properly. We went over everyone's limits, discussed the things they were comfortable with, reviewed their kinks and safe words, and made sure expectations were clear.

Once that was done, the tone changed.

I put my hand on her thigh and looked directly at her husband.

“Listen, cuck. I’m here this weekend to fuck your wife in ways you wish you could. You’ll do what you’re told, when you’re told. Get in the way, and you can spend the weekend at the hotel down the street while I take over your house. If you understand, say yes, sir.”

Both of them seemed stunned.

He looked down at the table.

“Yes, sir.”

I turned toward her.

“You're my property this weekend. You're going to be a good girl, earn my attention, and do exactly what you're told. Now tell your husband who owns you.”

She squirmed beside me, biting her lip as she repeated exactly what I wanted her to say.

Then I reminded him just how lucky he was to be watching his wife with another man—her number one.

I don't think he fully understood what he had signed up for when he agreed to this weekend.

He definitely understood now.

I handed him my bag.

“Grab that. It’s time to go.”

We headed toward the parking garage, and I could already feel the anticipation building. After three months of hearing about him, I was finally going to see exactly how he reacted when the fantasy became real.

We walked to the parking garage and I swear I was half hard knowing what I was about to do. We got to their car and he opened the passenger door for his wife who was smiling holding my hand. As she noticed it she asked him what he was doing and before he could answer, she said with a hint of cruelty, I'm riding in the back with my Daddy. I opened the back seat for her and I proceeded to sit in the middle. By the time her husband was in the driver's seat she was unzipping my pants and pulling my thick cock out. Telling me how much she fucking missed it before kissing it while he adjusted the mirror to take a look. He sat there looking at his wife wrapped her hands around my cock, telling me how much she missed my thick uncut cock. I told him to get going me and your wife have plans this afternoon. He started the car as she put her mouth around my cock. "Did you miss this cock sweetie," I said getting more comfortable in the back seat. "You know it is all I think about Daddy, you know my husband's dick is too tiny for me to enjoy". I put my hand on the back of her head and shoved her head as I told her," show me how much you missed it slut.". As she gagged on me forcing my cock in her mouth and against the entrance to her throat I couldn't help but notice her husband looking at me in the mirror. He seemed to be wincing in discomfort watching his wife take another man for the very first time. I made eye contact with him as her throat opened up and she got me all the way down. To this day one of the only girls who has ever been able to take all of me. "Did you know what a desperate little whore your wife is before you married her.". He looked back at the road and averted eye contact as his cute little wife made gurgling sounds as I held her head down. I could feel the spit pooling as she struggled to breath and he said no.

I decided to make sure both of them knew their place at that moment and asked if he wanted to see a trick. Before he could answer I let go of her head and she came off my cock gasping. I slapped her across the face and without missing a beat she said "thank you Daddy". I laughed and smacked her again to which she thanked me again. He winced as I slapped his pretty little wife around. I told him I can do this with your wife all day because she's my slut now. I pushed her head back down and told her to make herself useful and keep sucking as I lifted up her dress and played with her clit. As instructed she had not worn any panties and she was soaking wet. She continued to get my dick messy occasionally coming up for air telling me how much she loved the way my cock feels in her mouth. How ever since she met me her husband doesn't feel the same. Reminding him that he had never made her cum from penetration but that he was going watch be make her cum multiple times. The ride was a short one maybe 20 minutes and as we pulled into their garage I asked her if she had prepared all of her toys like I told her to. She answered yes and as I called her a good girl I reached into my bag and pulled out her collar that I placed on her throat.

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Part 1 https://www.reddit.com/r/CuckoldBWC/s/VQ9ZKVHgv1

I reached into my bag and pulled out the collar I had gotten her the first time we ever met in person. Her eyes lit up as I clasped it around her slim throat. There was still spit on her face while she looked down at my hard cock.

"God I love the way you treat me Master. Danny is too much of a pussy to treat me like a real man."

I laughed and looked at the rear view mirror as Danny glanced away.

"Master can I show you why I love this cock and this cock only". She said as she stroked my spit cover cock and leaned in to kiss me knowing her husband was watching.

I cannot describe the amount of willpower it took both of us to pull ourselves away from the back seat as we made out. But eventually we were able to do it. She giggled as she held my hand and pulled me into her house. Her husband trailing behind.

We made it to their living room where she immediately got on her knees and started doing the thing no other girl has done, put me completely in her throat. Her husband Danny without making a sound sat in the corner.

She was so giggly as she pulled my cock out of her mouth with a loud pop. "Master I fucking love your cock, it's magical,' she kissed my cock over and over. "You don't even know how special you are. Can I show you?"

I laughed and said sure.

"Hey tiny get over here!". She snapped and suddenly this submissive little slut was barking orders at her husband. He sheepishly stood up and walked over. It was clear from the bulge in his pants he had been enjoying the show.

She told him to take out his dick and as he pulled it out I saw the exact reason she needed me. He was maybe half my size and much skinnier.

She looked up at me with her big green eyes and said, "this is why I love your cock more than my husband", before pushing me down her throat.

​

Part 1 https://www.reddit.com/r/CuckoldBWC/s/VQ9ZKVHgv1

I reached into my bag and pulled out the collar I had gotten her the first time we ever met in person. Her eyes lit up as I clasped it around her slim throat. There was still spit on her face while she looked down at my hard cock.

"God I love the way you treat me Master. Danny is too much of a pussy to treat me like a real man."

I laughed and looked at the rear view mirror as Danny glanced away.

"Master can I show you why I love this cock and this cock only". She said as she stroked my spit cover cock and leaned in to kiss me knowing her husband was watching.

I cannot describe the amount of willpower it took both of us to pull ourselves away from the back seat as we made out. But eventually we were able to do it. She giggled as she held my hand and pulled me into her house. Her husband trailing behind.

We made it to their living room where she immediately got on her knees and started doing the thing no other girl has done, put me completely in her throat. Her husband Danny without making a sound sat in the corner.

She was so giggly as she pulled my cock out of her mouth with a loud pop. "Master I fucking love your cock, it's magical,' she kissed my cock over and over. "You don't even know how special you are. Can I show you?"

I laughed and said sure.

"Hey tiny get over here!". She snapped and suddenly this submissive little slut was barking orders at her husband. He sheepishly stood up and walked over. It was clear from the bulge in his pants he had been enjoying the show.

She told him to take out his dick and as he pulled it out I saw the exact reason she needed me. He was maybe half my size and much skinnier.

She looked up at me with her big green eyes and said, "this is why I love your cock more than my husband", before pushing me down her throat.

​

Part 1 https://www.reddit.com/r/CuckoldBWC/s/VQ9ZKVHgv1

I reached into my bag and pulled out the collar I had gotten her the first time we ever met in person. Her eyes lit up as I clasped it around her slim throat. There was still spit on her face while she looked down at my hard cock.

"God I love the way you treat me Master. Danny is too much of a pussy to treat me like a real man."

I laughed and looked at the rear view mirror as Danny glanced away.

"Master can I show you why I love this cock and this cock only". She said as she stroked my spit cover cock and leaned in to kiss me knowing her husband was watching.

I cannot describe the amount of willpower it took both of us to pull ourselves away from the back seat as we made out. But eventually we were able to do it. She giggled as she held my hand and pulled me into her house. Her husband trailing behind.

We made it to their living room where she immediately got on her knees and started doing the thing no other girl has done, put me completely in her throat. Her husband Danny without making a sound sat in the corner.

She was so giggly as she pulled my cock out of her mouth with a loud pop. "Master I fucking love your cock, it's magical,' she kissed my cock over and over. "You don't even know how special you are. Can I show you?"

I laughed and said sure.

"Hey tiny get over here!". She snapped and suddenly this submissive little slut was barking orders at her husband. He sheepishly stood up and walked over. It was clear from the bulge in his pants he had been enjoying the show.

She told him to take out his dick and as he pulled it out I saw the exact reason she needed me. He was maybe half my size and much skinnier.

She looked up at me with her big green eyes and said, "this is why I love your cock more than my husband", before pushing me down her throat.

Part 1 https://www.reddit.com/r/CuckoldBWC/s/VQ9ZKVHgv1

I reached into my bag and pulled out the collar I had gotten her the first time we ever met in person. Her eyes lit up as I clasped it around her slim throat. There was still spit on her face while she looked down at my hard cock.

"God I love the way you treat me Master. Danny is too much of a pussy to treat me like a real man."

I laughed and looked at the rear view mirror as Danny glanced away.

"Master can I show you why I love this cock and this cock only". She said as she stroked my spit cover cock and leaned in to kiss me knowing her husband was watching.

I cannot describe the amount of willpower it took both of us to pull ourselves away from the back seat as we made out. But eventually we were able to do it. She giggled as she held my hand and pulled me into her house. Her husband trailing behind.

We made it to their living room where she immediately got on her knees and started doing the thing no other girl has done, put me completely in her throat. Her husband Danny without making a sound sat in the corner.

She was so giggly as she pulled my cock out of her mouth with a loud pop. "Master I fucking love your cock, it's magical,' she kissed my cock over and over. "You don't even know how special you are. Can I show you?"

I laughed and said sure.

"Hey tiny get over here!". She snapped and suddenly this submissive little slut was barking orders at her husband. He sheepishly stood up and walked over. It was clear from the bulge in his pants he had been enjoying the show.

She told him to take out his dick and as he pulled it out I saw the exact reason she needed me. He was maybe half my size and much skinnier.

She looked up at me with her big green eyes and said, "this is why I love your cock more than my husband", before pushing me down her throat.

​

This is a story from a few years ago about a couple I was involved with for several years. Because I lived about six hours away from them, ours was a long-distance arrangement. By this point, I had been their bull for about three months. She had already traveled to meet me a few times, and we had met halfway on other occasions, but there was one person I still hadn’t met: her husband.

That was about to change.

And I wanted to make sure the first time we met was an experience none of us would ever forget.

Physically, I’m a pretty imposing guy—6'3", muscular, with a face that tends to get noticed. She was tiny by comparison, barely 4'11", with a gorgeous figure, a nerdy-but-cute personality, and a confidence that came out whenever she was around me. Her husband was around 5'7". She had described him to me plenty of times, including in ways that made it very clear where she stood in their relationship. She was his domme, and he was already familiar with the idea of sharing her.

Still, meeting someone online or hearing about them is very different from standing face-to-face with them.

I flew into their airport and told them to park the car and meet me at the Starbucks outside security. I was exhausted from the trip, but I wanted to touch base with both of them before we left because I already had plans for her.

When I saw them, she immediately ran toward me and wrapped her arms around me.

“I missed you, Daddy,” she said, looking up at me.

I decided right then that subtlety wasn't going to be part of the weekend.

I grabbed her ass while looking directly at her husband.

Then I shook his hand.

“Nice to finally meet you. I’ve heard so much about you.”

I made sure to give him a little smirk when I said it.

She caught the expression and let out a quiet laugh.

He told me he had heard plenty about me too, but my attention quickly shifted back to his wife. I handed him my bag and asked her what she wanted from Starbucks. Once she'd finished ordering, I turned back toward him.

“And I’ll have a black coffee.”

He looked visibly uncomfortable.

I took his wife by the hand and motioned toward a nearby four-top.

“Come on. We’ll sit over here.”

I sat beside her while we caught up, leaving him across from us. I checked in with her about the weekend and quietly told her about what I had planned next.

“Fuck, Daddy, that’s so humiliating.”

That was exactly what her husband heard as he approached with our drinks.

He sat down and asked what we had been talking about.

“You’ll find out soon enough,” I told him.

Before anything else happened, I made sure we did things properly. We went over everyone's limits, discussed the things they were comfortable with, reviewed their kinks and safe words, and made sure expectations were clear.

Once that was done, the tone changed.

I put my hand on her thigh and looked directly at her husband.

“Listen, cuck. I’m here this weekend to fuck your wife in ways you wish you could. You’ll do what you’re told, when you’re told. Get in the way, and you can spend the weekend at the hotel down the street while I take over your house. If you understand, say yes, sir.”

Both of them seemed stunned.

He looked down at the table.

“Yes, sir.”

I turned toward her.

“You're my property this weekend. You're going to be a good girl, earn my attention, and do exactly what you're told. Now tell your husband who owns you.”

She squirmed beside me, biting her lip as she repeated exactly what I wanted her to say.

Then I reminded him just how lucky he was to be watching his wife with another man—her number one.

I don't think he fully understood what he had signed up for when he agreed to this weekend.

He definitely understood now.

I handed him my bag.

“Grab that. It’s time to go.”

We headed toward the parking garage, and I could already feel the anticipation building. After three months of hearing about him, I was finally going to see exactly how he reacted when the fantasy became real.

We walked to the parking garage and I swear I was half hard knowing what I was about to do. We got to their car and he opened the passenger door for his wife who was smiling holding my hand. As she noticed it she asked him what he was doing and before he could answer, she said with a hint of cruelty, I'm riding in the back with my Daddy. I opened the back seat for her and I proceeded to sit in the middle. By the time her husband was in the driver's seat she was unzipping my pants and pulling my thick cock out. Telling me how much she fucking missed it before kissing it while he adjusted the mirror to take a look. He sat there looking at his wife wrapped her hands around my cock, telling me how much she missed my thick uncut cock. I told him to get going me and your wife have plans this afternoon. He started the car as she put her mouth around my cock. "Did you miss this cock sweetie," I said getting more comfortable in the back seat. "You know it is all I think about Daddy, you know my husband's dick is too tiny for me to enjoy". I put my hand on the back of her head and shoved her head as I told her," show me how much you missed it slut.". As she gagged on me forcing my cock in her mouth and against the entrance to her throat I couldn't help but notice her husband looking at me in the mirror. He seemed to be wincing in discomfort watching his wife take another man for the very first time. I made eye contact with him as her throat opened up and she got me all the way down. To this day one of the only girls who has ever been able to take all of me. "Did you know what a desperate little whore your wife is before you married her.". He looked back at the road and averted eye contact as his cute little wife made gurgling sounds as I held her head down. I could feel the spit pooling as she struggled to breath and he said no.

I decided to make sure both of them knew their place at that moment and asked if he wanted to see a trick. Before he could answer I let go of her head and she came off my cock gasping. I slapped her across the face and without missing a beat she said "thank you Daddy". I laughed and smacked her again to which she thanked me again. He winced as I slapped his pretty little wife around. I told him I can do this with your wife all day because she's my slut now. I pushed her head back down and told her to make herself useful and keep sucking as I lifted up her dress and played with her clit. As instructed she had not worn any panties and she was soaking wet. She continued to get my dick messy occasionally coming up for air telling me how much she loved the way my cock feels in her mouth. How ever since she met me her husband doesn't feel the same. Reminding him that he had never made her cum from penetration but that he was going watch be make her cum multiple times. The ride was a short one maybe 20 minutes and as we pulled into their garage I asked her if she had prepared all of her toys like I told her to. She answered yes and as I called her a good girl I reached into my bag and pulled out her collar that I placed on her throat.

​

This is a story from a while ago about a couple I was involved with for several years. Because I lived about six hours away from them, ours was a long-distance arrangement. By this point, I had been their bull for about three months. She had already traveled to meet me a few times, and we had met halfway on other occasions, but there was one person I still hadn’t met: her husband.

That was about to change.

And I wanted to make sure the first time we met was an experience none of us would ever forget.

Physically, I’m a pretty imposing guy—6'3", muscular, with a face that tends to get noticed. She was tiny by comparison, barely 4'11", with a gorgeous figure, a nerdy-but-cute personality, and a confidence that came out whenever she was around me. Her husband was around 5'7". She had described him to me plenty of times, including in ways that made it very clear where she stood in their relationship. She was his domme, and he was already familiar with the idea of sharing her.

Still, meeting someone online or hearing about them is very different from standing face-to-face with them.

I flew into their airport and told them to park the car and meet me at the Starbucks outside security. I was exhausted from the trip, but I wanted to touch base with both of them before we left because I already had plans for her.

When I saw them, she immediately ran toward me and wrapped her arms around me.

“I missed you, Daddy,” she said, looking up at me.

I decided right then that subtlety wasn't going to be part of the weekend.

I grabbed her ass while looking directly at her husband.

Then I shook his hand.

“Nice to finally meet you. I’ve heard so much about you.”

I made sure to give him a little smirk when I said it.

She caught the expression and let out a quiet laugh.

He told me he had heard plenty about me too, but my attention quickly shifted back to his wife. I handed him my bag and asked her what she wanted from Starbucks. Once she'd finished ordering, I turned back toward him.

“And I’ll have a black coffee.”

He looked visibly uncomfortable.

I took his wife by the hand and motioned toward a nearby four-top.

“Come on. We’ll sit over here.”

I sat beside her while we caught up, leaving him across from us. I checked in with her about the weekend and quietly told her about what I had planned next.

“Fuck, Daddy, that’s so humiliating.”

That was exactly what her husband heard as he approached with our drinks.

He sat down and asked what we had been talking about.

“You’ll find out soon enough,” I told him.

Before anything else happened, I made sure we did things properly. We went over everyone's limits, discussed the things they were comfortable with, reviewed their kinks and safe words, and made sure expectations were clear.

Once that was done, the tone changed.

I put my hand on her thigh and looked directly at her husband.

“Listen, cuck. I’m here this weekend to fuck your wife in ways you wish you could. You’ll do what you’re told, when you’re told. Get in the way, and you can spend the weekend at the hotel down the street while I take over your house. If you understand, say yes, sir.”

Both of them seemed stunned.

He looked down at the table.

“Yes, sir.”

I turned toward her.

“You're my property this weekend. You're going to be a good girl, earn my attention, and do exactly what you're told. Now tell your husband who owns you.”

She squirmed beside me, biting her lip as she repeated exactly what I wanted her to say.

Then I reminded him just how lucky he was to be watching his wife with another man—her number one.

I don't think he fully understood what he had signed up for when he agreed to this weekend.

He definitely understood now.

I handed him my bag.

“Grab that. It’s time to go.”

We headed toward the parking garage, and I could already feel the anticipation building. After three months of hearing about him, I was finally going to see exactly how he reacted when the fantasy became real.

We walked to the parking garage and I swear I was half hard knowing what I was about to do. We got to their car and he opened the passenger door for his wife who was smiling holding my hand. As she noticed it she asked him what he was doing and before he could answer, she said with a hint of cruelty, I'm riding in the back with my Daddy. I opened the back seat for her and I proceeded to sit in the middle. By the time her husband was in the driver's seat she was unzipping my pants and pulling my thick cock out. Telling me how much she fucking missed it before kissing it while he adjusted the mirror to take a look. He sat there looking at his wife wrapped her hands around my cock, telling me how much she missed my thick uncut cock. I told him to get going me and your wife have plans this afternoon. He started the car as she put her mouth around my cock. "Did you miss this cock sweetie," I said getting more comfortable in the back seat. "You know it is all I think about Daddy, you know my husband's dick is too tiny for me to enjoy". I put my hand on the back of her head and shoved her head as I told her," show me how much you missed it slut.". As she gagged on me forcing my cock in her mouth and against the entrance to her throat I couldn't help but notice her husband looking at me in the mirror. He seemed to be wincing in discomfort watching his wife take another man for the very first time. I made eye contact with him as her throat opened up and she got me all the way down. To this day one of the only girls who has ever been able to take all of me. "Did you know what a desperate little whore your wife is before you married her.". He looked back at the road and averted eye contact as his cute little wife made gurgling sounds as I held her head down. I could feel the spit pooling as she struggled to breath and he said no.

I decided to make sure both of them knew their place at that moment and asked if he wanted to see a trick. Before he could answer I let go of her head and she came off my cock gasping. I slapped her across the face and without missing a beat she said "thank you Daddy". I laughed and smacked her again to which she thanked me again. He winced as I slapped his pretty little wife around. I told him I can do this with your wife all day because she's my slut now. I pushed her head back down and told her to make herself useful and keep sucking as I lifted up her dress and played with her clit. As instructed she had not worn any panties and she was soaking wet. She continued to get my dick messy occasionally coming up for air telling me how much she loved the way my cock feels in her mouth. How ever since she met me her husband doesn't feel the same. Reminding him that he had never made her cum from penetration but that he was going watch be make her cum multiple times. The ride was a short one maybe 20 minutes and as we pulled into their garage I asked her if she had prepared all of her toys like I told her to. She answered yes and as I called her a good girl I reached into my bag and pulled out her collar that I placed on her throat.

​

This is a story from a few years ago about a couple I was involved with for several years. Because I lived about six hours away from them, ours was a long-distance arrangement. By this point, I had been their bull for about three months. She had already traveled to meet me a few times, and we had met halfway on other occasions, but there was one person I still hadn’t met: her husband.

That was about to change.

And I wanted to make sure the first time we met was an experience none of us would ever forget.

Physically, I’m a pretty imposing guy—6'3", muscular, with a face that tends to get noticed. She was tiny by comparison, barely 4'11", with a gorgeous figure, a nerdy-but-cute personality, and a confidence that came out whenever she was around me. Her husband was around 5'7". She had described him to me plenty of times, including in ways that made it very clear where she stood in their relationship. She was his domme, and he was already familiar with the idea of sharing her.

Still, meeting someone online or hearing about them is very different from standing face-to-face with them.

I flew into their airport and told them to park the car and meet me at the Starbucks outside security. I was exhausted from the trip, but I wanted to touch base with both of them before we left because I already had plans for her.

When I saw them, she immediately ran toward me and wrapped her arms around me.

“I missed you, Daddy,” she said, looking up at me.

I decided right then that subtlety wasn't going to be part of the weekend.

I grabbed her ass while looking directly at her husband.

Then I shook his hand.

“Nice to finally meet you. I’ve heard so much about you.”

I made sure to give him a little smirk when I said it.

She caught the expression and let out a quiet laugh.

He told me he had heard plenty about me too, but my attention quickly shifted back to his wife. I handed him my bag and asked her what she wanted from Starbucks. Once she'd finished ordering, I turned back toward him.

“And I’ll have a black coffee.”

He looked visibly uncomfortable.

I took his wife by the hand and motioned toward a nearby four-top.

“Come on. We’ll sit over here.”

I sat beside her while we caught up, leaving him across from us. I checked in with her about the weekend and quietly told her about what I had planned next.

“Fuck, Daddy, that’s so humiliating.”

That was exactly what her husband heard as he approached with our drinks.

He sat down and asked what we had been talking about.

“You’ll find out soon enough,” I told him.

Before anything else happened, I made sure we did things properly. We went over everyone's limits, discussed the things they were comfortable with, reviewed their kinks and safe words, and made sure expectations were clear.

Once that was done, the tone changed.

I put my hand on her thigh and looked directly at her husband.

“Listen, cuck. I’m here this weekend to fuck your wife in ways you wish you could. You’ll do what you’re told, when you’re told. Get in the way, and you can spend the weekend at the hotel down the street while I take over your house. If you understand, say yes, sir.”

Both of them seemed stunned.

He looked down at the table.

“Yes, sir.”

I turned toward her.

“You're my property this weekend. You're going to be a good girl, earn my attention, and do exactly what you're told. Now tell your husband who owns you.”

She squirmed beside me, biting her lip as she repeated exactly what I wanted her to say.

Then I reminded him just how lucky he was to be watching his wife with another man—her number one.

I don't think he fully understood what he had signed up for when he agreed to this weekend.

He definitely understood now.

I handed him my bag.

“Grab that. It’s time to go.”

We headed toward the parking garage, and I could already feel the anticipation building. After three months of hearing about him, I was finally going to see exactly how he reacted when the fantasy became real.

We walked to the parking garage and I swear I was half hard knowing what I was about to do. We got to their car and he opened the passenger door for his wife who was smiling holding my hand. As she noticed it she asked him what he was doing and before he could answer, she said with a hint of cruelty, I'm riding in the back with my Daddy. I opened the back seat for her and I proceeded to sit in the middle. By the time her husband was in the driver's seat she was unzipping my pants and pulling my thick cock out. Telling me how much she fucking missed it before kissing it while he adjusted the mirror to take a look. He sat there looking at his wife wrapped her hands around my cock, telling me how much she missed my thick uncut cock. I told him to get going me and your wife have plans this afternoon. He started the car as she put her mouth around my cock. "Did you miss this cock sweetie," I said getting more comfortable in the back seat. "You know it is all I think about Daddy, you know my husband's dick is too tiny for me to enjoy". I put my hand on the back of her head and shoved her head as I told her," show me how much you missed it slut.". As she gagged on me forcing my cock in her mouth and against the entrance to her throat I couldn't help but notice her husband looking at me in the mirror. He seemed to be wincing in discomfort watching his wife take another man for the very first time. I made eye contact with him as her throat opened up and she got me all the way down. To this day one of the only girls who has ever been able to take all of me. "Did you know what a desperate little whore your wife is before you married her.". He looked back at the road and averted eye contact as his cute little wife made gurgling sounds as I held her head down. I could feel the spit pooling as she struggled to breath and he said no.

I decided to make sure both of them knew their place at that moment and asked if he wanted to see a trick. Before he could answer I let go of her head and she came off my cock gasping. I slapped her across the face and without missing a beat she said "thank you Daddy". I laughed and smacked her again to which she thanked me again. He winced as I slapped his pretty little wife around. I told him I can do this with your wife all day because she's my slut now. I pushed her head back down and told her to make herself useful and keep sucking as I lifted up her dress and played with her clit. As instructed she had not worn any panties and she was soaking wet. She continued to get my dick messy occasionally coming up for air telling me how much she loved the way my cock feels in her mouth. How ever since she met me her husband doesn't feel the same. Reminding him that he had never made her cum from penetration but that he was going watch be make her cum multiple times. The ride was a short one maybe 20 minutes and as we pulled into their garage I asked her if she had prepared all of her toys like I told her to. She answered yes and as I called her a good girl I reached into my bag and pulled out her collar that I placed on her throat.

The first time I met her husband (bull's perspective)

This is a story from a few years ago about a couple I was involved with for several years. Because I lived about six hours away from them, ours was a long-distance arrangement. By this point, I had been their bull for about three months. She had already traveled to meet me a few times, and we had met halfway on other occasions, but there was one person I still hadn’t met: her husband.

That was about to change.

And I wanted to make sure the first time we met was an experience none of us would ever forget.

Physically, I’m a pretty imposing guy—6'3", muscular, with a face that tends to get noticed. She was tiny by comparison, barely 4'11", with a gorgeous figure, a nerdy-but-cute personality, and a confidence that came out whenever she was around me. Her husband was around 5'7". She had described him to me plenty of times, including in ways that made it very clear where she stood in their relationship. She was his domme, and he was already familiar with the idea of sharing her.

Still, meeting someone online or hearing about them is very different from standing face-to-face with them.

I flew into their airport and told them to park the car and meet me at the Starbucks outside security. I was exhausted from the trip, but I wanted to touch base with both of them before we left because I already had plans for her.

When I saw them, she immediately ran toward me and wrapped her arms around me.

“I missed you, Daddy,” she said, looking up at me.

I decided right then that subtlety wasn't going to be part of the weekend.

I grabbed her ass while looking directly at her husband.

Then I shook his hand.

“Nice to finally meet you. I’ve heard so much about you.”

I made sure to give him a little smirk when I said it.

She caught the expression and let out a quiet laugh.

He told me he had heard plenty about me too, but my attention quickly shifted back to his wife. I handed him my bag and asked her what she wanted from Starbucks. Once she'd finished ordering, I turned back toward him.

“And I’ll have a black coffee.”

He looked visibly uncomfortable.

I took his wife by the hand and motioned toward a nearby four-top.

“Come on. We’ll sit over here.”

I sat beside her while we caught up, leaving him across from us. I checked in with her about the weekend and quietly told her about what I had planned next.

“Fuck, Daddy, that’s so humiliating.”

That was exactly what her husband heard as he approached with our drinks.

He sat down and asked what we had been talking about.

“You’ll find out soon enough,” I told him.

Before anything else happened, I made sure we did things properly. We went over everyone's limits, discussed the things they were comfortable with, reviewed their kinks and safe words, and made sure expectations were clear.

Once that was done, the tone changed.

I put my hand on her thigh and looked directly at her husband.

“Listen, cuck. I’m here this weekend to fuck your wife in ways you wish you could. You’ll do what you’re told, when you’re told. Get in the way, and you can spend the weekend at the hotel down the street while I take over your house. If you understand, say yes, sir.”

Both of them seemed stunned.

He looked down at the table.

“Yes, sir.”

I turned toward her.

“You're my property this weekend. You're going to be a good girl, earn my attention, and do exactly what you're told. Now tell your husband who owns you.”

She squirmed beside me, biting her lip as she repeated exactly what I wanted her to say.

Then I reminded him just how lucky he was to be watching his wife with another man—her number one.

I don't think he fully understood what he had signed up for when he agreed to this weekend.

He definitely understood now.

I handed him my bag.

“Grab that. It’s time to go.”

We headed toward the parking garage, and I could already feel the anticipation building. After three months of hearing about him, I was finally going to see exactly how he reacted when the fantasy became real.

We walked to the parking garage and I swear I was half hard knowing what I was about to do. We got to their car and he opened the passenger door for his wife who was smiling holding my hand. As she noticed it she asked him what he was doing and before he could answer, she said with a hint of cruelty, I'm riding in the back with my Daddy. I opened the back seat for her and I proceeded to sit in the middle. By the time her husband was in the driver's seat she was unzipping my pants and pulling my thick cock out. Telling me how much she fucking missed it before kissing it while he adjusted the mirror to take a look. He sat there looking at his wife wrapped her hands around my cock, telling me how much she missed my thick uncut cock. I told him to get going me and your wife have plans this afternoon. He started the car as she put her mouth around my cock. "Did you miss this cock sweetie," I said getting more comfortable in the back seat. "You know it is all I think about Daddy, you know my husband's dick is too tiny for me to enjoy". I put my hand on the back of her head and shoved her head as I told her," show me how much you missed it slut.". As she gagged on me forcing my cock in her mouth and against the entrance to her throat I couldn't help but notice her husband looking at me in the mirror. He seemed to be wincing in discomfort watching his wife take another man for the very first time. I made eye contact with him as her throat opened up and she got me all the way down. To this day one of the only girls who has ever been able to take all of me. "Did you know what a desperate little whore your wife is before you married her.". He looked back at the road and averted eye contact as his cute little wife made gurgling sounds as I held her head down. I could feel the spit pooling as she struggled to breath and he said no.

I decided to make sure both of them knew their place at that moment and asked if he wanted to see a trick. Before he could answer I let go of her head and she came off my cock gasping. I slapped her across the face and without missing a beat she said "thank you Daddy". I laughed and smacked her again to which she thanked me again. He winced as I slapped his pretty little wife around. I told him I can do this with your wife all day because she's my slut now. I pushed her head back down and told her to make herself useful and keep sucking as I lifted up her dress and played with her clit. As instructed she had not worn any panties and she was soaking wet. She continued to get my dick messy occasionally coming up for air telling me how much she loved the way my cock feels in her mouth. How ever since she met me her husband doesn't feel the same. Reminding him that he had never made her cum from penetration but that he was going watch be make her cum multiple times. The ride was a short one maybe 20 minutes and as we pulled into their garage I asked her if she had prepared all of her toys like I told her to. She answered yes and as I called her a good girl I reached into my bag and pulled out her collar that I placed on her throat.

This is a story from a few years ago about a couple I was involved with for several years. Because I lived about six hours away from them, ours was a long-distance arrangement. By this point, I had been their bull for about three months. She had already traveled to meet me a few times, and we had met halfway on other occasions, but there was one person I still hadn’t met: her husband.

That was about to change.

And I wanted to make sure the first time we met was an experience none of us would ever forget.

Physically, I’m a pretty imposing guy—6'3", muscular, with a face that tends to get noticed. She was tiny by comparison, barely 4'11", with a gorgeous figure, a nerdy-but-cute personality, and a confidence that came out whenever she was around me. Her husband was around 5'7". She had described him to me plenty of times, including in ways that made it very clear where she stood in their relationship. She was his domme, and he was already familiar with the idea of sharing her.

Still, meeting someone online or hearing about them is very different from standing face-to-face with them.

I flew into their airport and told them to park the car and meet me at the Starbucks outside security. I was exhausted from the trip, but I wanted to touch base with both of them before we left because I already had plans for her.

When I saw them, she immediately ran toward me and wrapped her arms around me.

“I missed you, Daddy,” she said, looking up at me.

I decided right then that subtlety wasn't going to be part of the weekend.

I grabbed her ass while looking directly at her husband.

Then I shook his hand.

“Nice to finally meet you. I’ve heard so much about you.”

I made sure to give him a little smirk when I said it.

She caught the expression and let out a quiet laugh.

He told me he had heard plenty about me too, but my attention quickly shifted back to his wife. I handed him my bag and asked her what she wanted from Starbucks. Once she'd finished ordering, I turned back toward him.

“And I’ll have a black coffee.”

He looked visibly uncomfortable.

I took his wife by the hand and motioned toward a nearby four-top.

“Come on. We’ll sit over here.”

I sat beside her while we caught up, leaving him across from us. I checked in with her about the weekend and quietly told her about what I had planned next.

“Fuck, Daddy, that’s so humiliating.”

That was exactly what her husband heard as he approached with our drinks.

He sat down and asked what we had been talking about.

“You’ll find out soon enough,” I told him.

Before anything else happened, I made sure we did things properly. We went over everyone's limits, discussed the things they were comfortable with, reviewed their kinks and safe words, and made sure expectations were clear.

Once that was done, the tone changed.

I put my hand on her thigh and looked directly at her husband.

“Listen, cuck. I’m here this weekend to fuck your wife in ways you wish you could. You’ll do what you’re told, when you’re told. Get in the way, and you can spend the weekend at the hotel down the street while I take over your house. If you understand, say yes, sir.”

Both of them seemed stunned.

He looked down at the table.

“Yes, sir.”

I turned toward her.

“You're my property this weekend. You're going to be a good girl, earn my attention, and do exactly what you're told. Now tell your husband who owns you.”

She squirmed beside me, biting her lip as she repeated exactly what I wanted her to say.

Then I reminded him just how lucky he was to be watching his wife with another man—her number one.

I don't think he fully understood what he had signed up for when he agreed to this weekend.

He definitely understood now.

I handed him my bag.

“Grab that. It’s time to go.”

We headed toward the parking garage, and I could already feel the anticipation building.

We walked to the parking garage and I swear I was half hard knowing what I was about to do. We got to their car and he opened the passenger door for his wife who was smiling holding my hand. As she noticed it she asked him what he was doing and before he could answer, she said with a hint of cruelty, I'm riding in the back with my Daddy. I opened the back seat for her and I proceeded to sit in the middle. By the time her husband was in the driver's seat she was unzipping my pants and pulling my thick cock out. Telling me how much she fucking missed it before kissing it while he adjusted the mirror to take a look. He sat there looking at his wife wrapped her hands around my cock, telling me how much she missed my thick uncut cock. I told him to get going me and your wife have plans this afternoon. He started the car as she put her mouth around my cock. "Did you miss this cock sweetie," I said getting more comfortable in the back seat. "You know it is all I think about Daddy, you know my husband's dick is too tiny for me to enjoy". I put my hand on the back of her head and shoved her head as I told her," show me how much you missed it slut.". As she gagged on me forcing my cock in her mouth and against the entrance to her throat I couldn't help but notice her husband looking at me in the mirror. He seemed to be wincing in discomfort watching his wife take another man for the very first time. I made eye contact with him as her throat opened up and she got me all the way down. To this day one of the only girls who has ever been able to take all of me. "Did you know what a desperate little whore your wife is before you married her.". He looked back at the road and averted eye contact as his cute little wife made gurgling sounds as I held her head down. I could feel the spit pooling as she struggled to breath and he said no.

I decided to make sure both of them knew their place at that moment and asked if he wanted to see a trick. Before he could answer I let go of her head and she came off my cock gasping. I slapped her across the face and without missing a beat she said "thank you Daddy". I laughed and smacked her again to which she thanked me again. He winced as I slapped his pretty little wife around. I told him I can do this with your wife all day because she's my slut now. I pushed her head back down and told her to make herself useful and keep sucking as I lifted up her dress and played with her clit. As instructed she had not worn any panties and she was soaking wet. She continued to get my dick messy occasionally coming up for air telling me how much she loved the way my cock feels in her mouth. How ever since she met me her husband doesn't feel the same. Reminding him that he had never made her cum from penetration but that he was going watch be make her cum multiple times. The ride was a short one maybe 20 minutes and as we pulled into their garage I asked her if she had prepared all of her toys like I told her to. She answered yes and as I called her a good girl I reached into my bag and pulled out her collar that I placed on her throat.