I’ll never forget her first time. I had pestered her with the idea for over a year and finally she broke down. We went on Craigslist, which at that time had a section called Casual Encounters where you could find men with big dicks who liked playing the bull role.

For those of you who don’t know, the bull is the man who fucks the hotwife while the cuckold husband (me) watches.

There are a million varieties of this act, the act of cuckolding your husband. Did you know ladies, there is no greater gift you could give the man you love than to cuckold him in front of his own eyes?

To witness this, it really is quite a shock, I must say. In my fantasies it had been one thing — quite arousing, but harmless fun. In reality, it is mythic, strange, mind blowing and gave me the most amazing ejaculation of my life.

When I came watching my wife being fucked for the first time, it was like my penis had freaked out about the whole deal. If I could read my penis’s thoughts, it would have been, “What is this guy doing fucking our wife! Jesus!”

And it was as if my penis was trying to shoot all the way across the room at this bull. Seriously, the sperm shot out like out of a cannon — ten feet it sprayed, and in about ten full spasms, while I was just about having an epileptic fit, my whole body shaking.

I’d never experienced anything so powerful and strange.

Being cuckolded while masturbating is a dual-edged spear. It pierces you right in the chest but in the balls at the same time. Your heart feels cracked wide open, but your cock has become harder than a diamond. And your brain — here is where the real magic happens — is transported into heavenly states of bliss and joy that you can’t believe exist.

That’s right, you only thought the human being was capable of, let’s say, an nth amount of bliss and arousal. Well, times that by a hundred. The absolute max. That’s what you will hit. The ceiling of human pleasure. Because this is the forbidden pleasure.

You see, we’re not supposed to sit there wanking while our wife gets fucked by another guy. It’s just not supposed to happen, and it’s just wrong.

But how can it be wrong if it feels so right?

Oh, if only I had filmed it, that first time. So I could relive the sensations again.

Never mind. It’s burned into my memory. As I’m jerking off now and seeing the bull pull my wife’s tank top up and reveal her boobs. While kissing her neck and her hair, and putting his strange hands on her boobs. I saw a look of surprise on my wife’s face. Maybe she too didn’t expect this to be so exciting. She started moaning in a way that she never moaned with me.

See, that’s the thing. You get to see more of your wife. If you love your wife, don’t you want to know everything about her? I know I did. I knew what she was like with me. But I was desperate to know what she would be like with someone different than me.

Someone more manly.

It’s very important to be cuckolded by someone who is “better” in some way than you.

It could be someone richer. For instance, that movie Indecent Proposal always interested me. A man is cuckolded by a billionaire type.

Another popular trope in cuckoldry is the small-dicked hubby cuckolded by the well-hung bull.

A subset of that one would be the intra-racial: white wife gets to fuck a big black cock.

I wasn’t interested in those things. For me, thirty pounds overweight and soft, I was desperate to see what my wife was like with an in-shape, buff, muscular creature.

And was I in for a surprise! My wife had always told me she was fine with my slightly overweight body.

But when she was in the arms of a naked hunk of manhood with tattoos and a goatee and a real manly demeanor, she came alive.

My wife was more or less dead with me after a few years of fucking an unmanly softie like myself.

It was like witnessing her rebirth when I saw her eyes widen at the big hard cock between his legs, and I saw her biting her lip as she caressed his muscular biceps and kissed her way down his six pack abs and then took that uncut cock into her mouth and started sucking it.

I mean, it’s not like she sucked my dick much any more. Maybe once a year, on my birthday. I’ve since found out that I wasn’t alone in that — many wives don’t give blowjobs much as the marriage progresses.

But here she was, eager to chow down this sexy stud’s big cock.

Wow! Just wow!

She glanced up at me occasionally

That’s the real rush. When she looked up at me with that cock in her mouth, and I saw a little smile forming at the side of her mouth. She was watching my intense face, no doubt. Watching me there pounding my cock with my hand, my mouth agape, most likely, as this stunning act unfolded before my eyes. So forbidden! Another man’s penis in her mouth! And her sucking so enthusiastically!

These things go against nature, surely. Or do they? If they are unnatural, why do they make our hearts race so?

Some have theorized that group sex is in fact the natural human experience. Think about it, early man hanging around naked in caves together. There was no such thing as privacy. People fucked in front of each other. People fucked in twos, threes, fours, fives. It was a team event.

But in our unnatural “private” civilization, this act of sucking another man’s dick, and your husband watching it, just doesn’t fit in at all with our ideas of right and wrong.

I’m remembering now what happened next. It was really wrong! Ho boy!

My wife lay back on the bed in her panties. And he kissed his way up her legs, her knees, her thighs. And then he came to her panties. He reached behind them and she lifted her butt up slightly to allow him to slide her panties down slowly. And there, there it is, ladies and gentlemen, the exposure!

My wife’s pussy was exposed to another man. And she liked it.

Another glance my way, shyly. And she bites her lip, as he finishes pulling her panties off and she lies there so exposed.

Now, you guys, my brain feels like it’s on acid. The walls of this hotel room are literally breathing, swaying back and forth like there’s an earthquake going on.

I believe I started moaning really loudly then because I remember hearing my wife laughing as she lay there with her pussy exposed for the first time. The guy was touching it with his hand. He was rubbing her clit, and he was fingering her. As his fingers went in, I would moan loudly. Then as he pulled his fingers out, I would moan again. I heard my wife laugh a few times at that. But soon she was moaning too, very loudly.

Because he was sucking her clit.

He sucked and sucked and then my wife looked over at me urgently. She was reaching an unexpected crisis. It came upon her so fast as he began sucking her clit. I watched my wife’s eyes widen, then she threw her hands back against the sheets of the bed and just thrust her pussy hard up into his face and my wife had the hugest orgasm I’d ever seen her have. It seemed to go on and on, and the guy kept sucking. Later my wife told me it felt like she was cumming for five minutes.

The Bull speaks

“And now, Colt,” said the bull, looking at me when my wife’s orgasm finally subsided. “Would you like me to show you how a real man fucks your wife?”

“Yes!” I said. “Absolutely.”

He got on top of her and pushed his big dick in her, and my wife started moaning loudly again.

“Hear that, Colt,” said the bull. “That’s what it sounds like when a woman is getting properly fucked.”

And I saw the rear end of the bull thrusting in so hard each time he pushed his pelvis and shoved that dick up my wife.

“Oh yeah!” said the bull. “She’s a fine piece of ass. She just needed someone who knows how to fuck, that’s all!”

“That’s all she needed,” I cried, in agreement.

“Oh, oh, oh!” moaned my wife. Then she looked at me urgently again. Like something was catching her by surprise, and she started cumming again, so powerfully. And pounding the guy on the back really hard as she came.

“Did you hear that, Colt?” said the guy. “I bet you’ve never made that happen, by just fucking her.”

“No, of course not,” I agreed.

“Now check this out, Colt,” said the bull. “She’s gonna get on top of me and ride me just the way she wants to, so my big dick will hit her just right, and she’ll make that noise again, just watch.”

He lay down and she got on top of him and started fucking him.

“That’s it baby,” he said. “Adjust your hips so my dick is hitting that sweet spot inside you. Do you feel it yet?”

“Mmm hmmm,” said my wife. She couldn’t speak. Her eyes were widening again. She looked over at me again.

“She’s feeling it, Colt, see that?” said the bull. “She’s really hitting the spot.”

This was fascinating to me. It was an aspect of fucking that was completely foreign to me. Having just an ordinary little cock, there was no “sweet spot” fucking me. But when a woman fucks a big cock, she indeed can arrange it when she is on top so that her g-spot is fully aroused by the thrusting. I’ve seen it happen many, many times now with my wife and various men with big cocks. But this was the first time I had witnessed it. Suddenly it seemed that my wife had made a half turn so that his cock could hit her in an even sweeter spot. And the look on her face as she turned to me. It was shock and amazement. She had no idea herself that she could be made to cum like this. So powerfully. So like death, she said it was, afterwards.

“I felt like I was being killed as I came!” she said. “I really was surprised to find myself still alive when the cumming subsided.”

Yes, for a full minute or two I watched my wife in that altered state, that halfway place between life and death, where she was dancing in the delight of orgasm, and traveling into a realm of pure pleasure.

But it wasn’t until doggie style that she felt the full weight of the penetration.

She told me later that when she was on all fours on the bed, and he was fucking her from behind, that she was losing a “second virginity.”

“Yes, I’d been fucked. But never really fucked,” she said. “Not like that. The sensation of being filled up whole. There being a complete possession of my vagina by that big cock. I think I felt what it was like to be taken. Really taken. For the first time.”

That’s when my wife started crying. I couldn’t believe it. As she had yet another orgasm, and this one even longer than before, she was overcome with joy and tears started streaming down her face.

“Yes,” she cried. “Never stop fucking me! Keep going! Please keep going. Fuck me, baby! Fuck me harder.”

And that got the bull all worked up. He grabbed her hard by the hips and slammed her back against his big cock. And suddenly he pulled out and shot a big load all over her ass.

I came too. Finally. I am good at controlling myself. I was able to wait until this very last instant. And that’s when it happened, the wild spasming I told you about, and the cannon-like spurting all over the room.

We all just lay there afterwards, so spent. So totally spent. The bull. My wife. And me.

The cuckold.

Totally spent.