Who knew shopping for a bull could be such a challenge and exhausting experience?!
My cucky and I are in the market for a new bull (preferably on the regular) to take care of my needs (seeing how he doesn't make the cut). Some responses have been an OBVIOUS better choice than cucky's worthless member.. others have been like a gift, I wonder how this one shall be?!
Starting off on the right foot, Jesse understood my desire to be more exhibitionist. He was pretty cool with the idea of fucking another man's girl.. even (and especially I think) because said girl wants to video and take pictures to really *** her man!
Jesse and I agreed to meet first at a bar and grille. My favorite.. the one cucky isn't allowed to take me to, wouldn't want to ruin it for me. At Jesse's request, I wore a dress. A pretty little number.. sexy librarian type.. classic cut that hugs my waist and falls just right to accentuate my curves. I normally would cover my arms with a sweater, but seeing how this was a first date with a bull I decided to bear my naked arms and show a little more skin. Cucky was well aware of the date... I always like to keep him informed... knowing that he's at home squirming like a little fucking girl just makes it hotter for me. The night of our date was a little bit impromptu and had to be squeezed in between work and movie night with my girlfriend. I had my girlfriend drop me off to dinner while she went to her favorite spot across the street.
I texted him to let him know I was there. He said he was too and would meet me outside to which I confirmed I would wait. This was met with a question, "are you wearing panties?"... of course I was! My pussy is far too moist on a regular occasion to not wear panties. I politely responded with a simple "yes. At that point is when he came strolling up. He was dressed a bit more casual than myself.. A slightly shorter, more athletic build type.. or maybe, a used to be athletic and starting to let it go body type. Still.. cute
His eyes were pretty and his smile was devious. While waiting to be seated I flirted with him and leaned on him.. giving him a nonverbal green light for the rest of the night. The hostess sat us and our server quickly tended to us.. Being my first real date with a potential bull I was a little nervous.. but I still wondered how my cuck was holding up back home. I shot him a quick text letting him know my date had begun, that Jesse was cute and that I'd get back to him later. Dinner was just a ruse, because I ordered just a small side salad and he had ordered a small appetizer.. it was clear neither of us wanted to continue the dinner at that point, rather skip to the end where we get to touching one another! Sliding my foot up and down his leg and biting my lip made it very clear that I was ready for more. Having not touched my salad in well over ten minutes, Jesse spoke clearly and firmly "I have an idea. Why don't you go to the bathroom, text Paul and let him know that you are having a great time.. leave your panties in your purse.. So I did. I came back from the bathroom... I could swear that everyone I walked past KNEW I had no panties on now.. of course this wasn't the case, but the breeze I now felt on my hot wet pussy was strange and new, as my dress flounced while I walked. I slipped back into the booth.. Jesse asked if I had done as he requested, and I told him I did. While in the bathroom I had told Paul what I was doing. He seemed to like the idea.
Jesse settled the check and led me to his car outside, opened the door and I hopped inside.. as I got into the car, he placed his hands on my hip and slid it down underneath my dress, exposing my now hotter and wetter pussy to the cool night air. His hand found my inner thigh as he looked me in the eye and said "I was just checking".. I giggled a deep, devious giggle and muttered "uh huh".. he kissed me hard. His lips were full and powerful, I remember thinking at the time. He then got into the car, started it up and to my surprise parked behind the restaurant! It was mostly dark, but still fairly public. He shut the car off and instantly reached over to touch me.. first a hand down the top of my dress to feel my taught nipples, then under my dress to part my hot wet lips. He kissed me harder and longer powering his tongue in my mouth, almost a little too eager I thought at the time.. but shrugged it off to excitement. I put my finger on his bottom lip and said "hmm those lips are going to feel great on my pussy". Naturally being in the front seat of a car isn't condusive to eating pussy.. so I conceded for the time being.. eagerly wanted to see what pretty cock I was working with. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his partially hard cock... and to my disappointment.. he was only but a few inches bigger than Paul!! I left my cucky home... torturing him and taunting him.. only to go out with another pathetically small dick?! Having not had a cock smaller than 8 inches in my cunt in YEARS, I decided that I could try.. almost like an experiment. Besides, he worked his lips well, so maybe I could at least get good head out of him for myself. I took his cock in my hand and started stroking it.. slipped my lips around it.. yep.. not nearly what I was used to... but I managed this one a little better... it was so easy to take his whole cock in my mouth, often in the back of my throat... in fact, not only did I take him all the way in my throat... but because he wasn't terribly large I was able to even keep him there for a moment and even swallow so he could feel my throat muscles contract on his cock... I think he may have been in heaven. If there's one thing I know... it's how to suck a cock. His hands found my pussy, now presented in the air behind me. He shoved a few fingers inside my and rubbed my clit some. While I went to town on his cock, a few times getting a little over zealous and gagging a little, each time my pussy gushing a little more. With each gush he simply let out a deep and guteral "oh yeah"... later he told me that when my pussy gushed, it tighted around his fingers and that he couldn't wait to feel that on his cock.. meanwhile I'm thinking about how my cunt will be a little surprised at the lack of a challenge his dick will be. After seven minutes he came in my mouth. His cum was hot and sweet and based on my position I was only able to successfully swallow a small mouthful. The excess falling out of my lips around his dick and onto my hand. At some point in the beginning of this endeavor I had snapped a few pictures of his hand in my pussy and started the video recording. It was dark and had hardly any visibility at all, but the sound was there.. Paul would know what was going on... pictures and videos are an essential tool to my offense of my precious cucky
I sat up and regained myself.. asked for a towel, which he agreed to be prepared with in the event of finger fucking in the car (I had warned him about my being a squirter prior to our date). To my surprise he had forgotten... with that I realized that not only did I have a hand full of cum, but that my dress was soaked with my own cum. It was ten minutes until I had to be over at the movie theatre. He earlier had agreed to accompany me to the movie with my girlfriend... potential threesome later was the bait. After getting his cum all over him the poor baby didn't want to play anymore
... I began to feel a rage build up inside me and I said "are you fucking kidding me? You know that I require a little more maintainance when it comes to clean up and you're not prepared, and now you want to bail on the movie, and why? Because you are covered in cum? Try being me douchebag!" With that I made him drop me off at the theatre. He was completely stunned at my reaction. I was stunned I was treating him like a sub who had disappointed his mistress. Afterall, he did have a small cock. When he pulled up to drop me off and tried to get a kiss from me, I turned my head, all he made contact with was my cheek. He asked if I was really mad at him, and I didn't answer. Just stared out the window. I got out of the car looked back at him and scoffed, mustered the bitchiest look I could and said "yeah.. okay.. goodnight." I am increasingly proud of my response.
When I got into the theatre, my girlfriend had already purchased our tickets and while we waited in line to enter I told her all about it. She informed me that she and Paul had been texting all night. She said he was like a puppy stuck at home while his master was out having fun. Whining at the window, pining for her to arrive home again so that he may lick her feet and worship her once more. I thought it was cute they kept each other company all night. They can relate pretty well because she too is her master's sub.
So you would think, after a night like that.. I'd never talk to the wannabe bull again.. and yet I did. One more chance, I told Paul.. he's so cute when it comes to me... like a loyal dog ready to bite ankles at anyone who crossed his master.. He wasn't fond of Jesse, now having the full story of how the evening went... But I was still intrigued about those lips... and how a smaller cock would feel inside me. So I agreed to another date. I forgot to mention that Jesse had had to reschedule our first date a few times, and now did the same with this date. My little guard dog sprung into action, already expressing his dislike of my giving Jesse another chance... but my sub cuck knows his place and he quickly changed his tune to supporting whatever Sir wanted (mmmm yeah... that's right... I'm his Sir... it's appropriate and fuck I love it!)
